Epilogue
Mrs. Abbott dozed lightly for most of the flight home. After reassuring herself that her daughter had indeed survived a rather horrifying end to her vacation, Mrs. Abbott gave in to the tranquilizers that the police physician had prescribed and fell deeply asleep.
Dan Shannon sat next to Phoebe when he returned from the washroom. "Pretty wild vacation," he began. Dan still wasn't sure if Phoebe had forgiven him for the scene he had caused before she left.
"Yeah, it certainly was crazy," she responded shyly. Phoebe couldn't help noticing that Dan seemed younger, more robust than the judge or Sal and his men or even Clem, the Vermont truck driver. Her eyes made their way down to the bulge in his pants. There certainly seemed to be a lot in there, if only she could remember exactly....
"I sure hope you'll be able to tell me all about it," continued Dan, "I mean, after the shock is over and you feel like talking about it...."
Phoebe looked up slowly from Dan's crotch. Her eyes measured him carefully using all the lewd experience that the preceding days had given her. She squirmed in her seat as she felt the first trickling wetness escaping from her tired, hungry pussy.
Phoebe leaned over in her seat, pulling Dan a little closer to her. "Gee Dan," she said hesitantly, "I don't know if I'll ever be able to talk about it. I mean there was so much that happened...."
Dan patted her hand with affection. "That's o.k., Phoebe, I understand. You don't have to go back over those dreadful memories ... "
"I might be able to show you some of the things I learned though," she said sleepily.
"That would be great," said Dan.
But Phoebe was already more than half-asleep. As she fell into the reveries of slumber, a smile crossed her lips and her hand fell casually down Dan's chest and settled contentedly on the growing bulge between his legs.
In moments they were both asleep, as the jet roared across the sky toward tranquil New England.