1. Christmas Past

It wasnt the cold that he minded - not even the rain... he thought to himself over the low but constant sound of engines muffled by the fuselage... it was the constant darkeness.....sharing a smile in her eyes - he found his favourite stewardess.... processing the smile she replied with... he knew she had found one of her favourite passengers.... he ordered another drink and nestled into his seat... basking in comfort....as for the rest of it... he continued....I fucking love it.....she returned with his drink...he always chose the window seat for this express reason.... he knew she knew... he had noticed that the button count had decreased between drinks.... her smile as she leant over the aisle passenger to place his drink.... he knew she knew he knew... she wanted him to perve further down her blouse at her cleavage which matched him perfectly...god he loved flying and god they loved him too....she retreated but he knew shed be back before they landed...for a moment he'd lost track of where he was flying to to commence his annual christmas in Europe...he looked at his tray and remembered.... Go.... 2b :)