quixotic sammie
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- Aug 28, 2001
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Mikki
I am not ever liking this taking off the ground part of flying. Gonna break a nail if I grip this armrest any harder. Making the mistake of looking out the window, back at the huge silver engine which was now shaking up and down and making a noise that had to mean it was gonna fly right away without us. I think I whimpered out loud, but hopefully the exploding engine sounds would keep anyone from hearing. Damn you can be a whimp Mikki! I cursed silently.
The young guy up the aisle sure wasn't worried about the engine, violating all the seat belt laws an twisting around to smile at me. 'They're pink buddy', I almost said out loud, meaning my panties, but then as short as this dress is he probably already knows that.
Try to focus on the mission Mikki. So that I wouldn't think about the self destructing engine. There really wasn't anything to do about the mission now though. Maybe not much until we laid over in LA. Still, I needed to be vigilant and all that.
So I distracted myself with the rough looking guy and Mister Suburbs as they both did their best to maul the daylights outa the rich chick. Not that she seemed to mind the attention. Of course she was used to all the attention.
And a tiger tattoo? I wouldn't mind seeing that myself. I ain't got tatts, but I am glad that my gold and diamond body piercing didn't set off the metal detectors. Considering where I was peirced, that could be very embarrassing. Bleeeep, 'would you please remove any metal objects Miss?' I can hear the security guard asking firmly. 'Uhhh, just let me take that out and go through again?' Just imaging the scene of 'taking that out' with a line of twenty people waiting made me smile despite the condition of those engine things.
Oh great, now Mister Twist Around thinks I am smiling at him.
'Yeeeeeks!' now I know I gasped loud enough to be heard as there was some awful thump thumping grinding right under the plane and the front went up and me pushed back. 'Ooooooooooh!'
I am not ever liking this taking off the ground part of flying. Gonna break a nail if I grip this armrest any harder. Making the mistake of looking out the window, back at the huge silver engine which was now shaking up and down and making a noise that had to mean it was gonna fly right away without us. I think I whimpered out loud, but hopefully the exploding engine sounds would keep anyone from hearing. Damn you can be a whimp Mikki! I cursed silently.
The young guy up the aisle sure wasn't worried about the engine, violating all the seat belt laws an twisting around to smile at me. 'They're pink buddy', I almost said out loud, meaning my panties, but then as short as this dress is he probably already knows that.
Try to focus on the mission Mikki. So that I wouldn't think about the self destructing engine. There really wasn't anything to do about the mission now though. Maybe not much until we laid over in LA. Still, I needed to be vigilant and all that.
So I distracted myself with the rough looking guy and Mister Suburbs as they both did their best to maul the daylights outa the rich chick. Not that she seemed to mind the attention. Of course she was used to all the attention.
And a tiger tattoo? I wouldn't mind seeing that myself. I ain't got tatts, but I am glad that my gold and diamond body piercing didn't set off the metal detectors. Considering where I was peirced, that could be very embarrassing. Bleeeep, 'would you please remove any metal objects Miss?' I can hear the security guard asking firmly. 'Uhhh, just let me take that out and go through again?' Just imaging the scene of 'taking that out' with a line of twenty people waiting made me smile despite the condition of those engine things.
Oh great, now Mister Twist Around thinks I am smiling at him.
'Yeeeeeks!' now I know I gasped loud enough to be heard as there was some awful thump thumping grinding right under the plane and the front went up and me pushed back. 'Ooooooooooh!'