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John and I have had private conversations and we set up a list of 100 private messages to each other. He would understand my message and take the appropriate action. I asked the concierge lady to set up a commercial flight for Maddie back to Toronto. I also had her set up a commercial flight for Aurora, Mom, Fred, Dakota and of course myself. We chose to fly Southwest air as their hub is in Las Vegas and they fly nearly every hour back to LAX. I kiss Maddie and apologize profusely for sending her via commercial flight back to Toronto. I have the Bellagio shuttle Maddie and myself back to the plane. We get all our luggage and have the shuttle take Maddie to the Air Canada gate. Once again, I kiss Maddie and apologize. She smiles and tells me she had a wonderful time, even with all the craziness that went on. I promised her that somehow, someway I would make this up to her. She kissed me passionately and whispered in my ear, “There’s no need. You’ve given me a Thanksgiving story that will WOW everyone. I hope I get to see you soon,” she tells me before kissing me once again and squeezing my ass. I watch her as she goes inside the terminal, ticket in hand. At least, I thought to myself I bought her a first-class ticket. I ask the driver to take me back to the Bellagio to meet up with my group. Once we were there, a bellman unloads the luggage and takes it to the front desk. I ask the concierge to store our luggage as we had an emergency flight back to LAX at 2:45 pm. Of course, the concierge agrees, and the luggage is left on the cart and pushed into what appears to be a closet of some sort. I text Dakota to gather the gang and meet me at the concierge’s desk. Although it takes about 5 minutes, everyone shows up. I take my group and head into the nearby restaurant. I ask the hostess for a table for 5. She shows us to a nice out of the way table immediately. When we all sit down, Mom asks, “What’s going on David?” “Well, the plane was messed with. When I went with Maddie to get all of the luggage, I spoke with the flight crew that told me that the plane was messed with and that it would take a couple of days for them to check it out and ensure that it would be safe to fly again. I called Agent Fernandez and had him quietly pass a message to John. I put Maddie on an Air Canada commercial flight back to Toronto, so she is now safe. I’ve also booked us on a Southwest Air flight back to LAX that leaves at 2:45 pm, so we have about 90 minutes to hang out here and take their shuttle to the airport.” I tell everyone. As I look around the table, no one is speaking. Fred finally pipes up, “David, what can we do? Do we have any idea who is causing all of this?” He asks. “Well, Agent Fernandez believes that this is the cause of some sort of Mexican Drug Cartel. I have sent private word through the FBI to John, so indian he knows to keep on alert to protect all the ladies in the Chateau. I think that if we take a commercial flight back to LAX and just Uber to the house, that will most likely give us an advantage of staying underneath the radar of the bad guys. I don’t think that they would expect us to fly commercial. Once we are on the plane, it’s only about 65 minutes to LAX. I have everyone’s luggage being held by the concierge here. The casino will take us all to the airport shortly. I stopped myself from getting too crazy and only hugged her briefly before sitting down across from her and catching up on what she had been doing since she got to town. The moment I reached the bastard clutching my Master I kicked him squarely in the balls. Faster and faster she moved her hips up and down the full length of my shaft. “Yeah, it was pretty fucking cool.” Billy said and he felt his cock getting hard quickly. "Ok baby, it's time. 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