On a recent flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it. Screaming,
she stands up at the front of everyone.
"Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be
memorable! Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me feel like a
WOMAN?" For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their
own peril. They all stared, riveted, at the desperate woman at the
front of the plane.
Then a Mexican man stands up at the rear of the plane. He is
gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He
starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt.....one
button at a time. ........ No one moves. .......
He removes his shirt. .......
Muscles ripple across his chest. ......
She gasps..........
He whispers: ........
"Iron this, and get me something to eat...."
:Chatter
she stands up at the front of everyone.
"Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be
memorable! Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me feel like a
WOMAN?" For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their
own peril. They all stared, riveted, at the desperate woman at the
front of the plane.
Then a Mexican man stands up at the rear of the plane. He is
gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He
starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt.....one
button at a time. ........ No one moves. .......
He removes his shirt. .......
Muscles ripple across his chest. ......
She gasps..........
He whispers: ........
"Iron this, and get me something to eat...."
:Chatter
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