For the first time in my life, I was going to Japan. Not on a holiday, though. Just promoting our album there.
I had packed my bags, and we were on our way to the terminal. James tapped me on my shoulder to point out a well fit bird. And not just any random fit bird. No, an air hostess. The fittest, hottest air hostess I had ever seen in my whole life. Charlie reckons that the air hostesses at Virgin were chosen by fitness, ‘cos man, they always had the fittest ones there. But she, this air hostess, our air hostess, was just it.
I saw her again in the plane, ‘cos well yeah, she walked in our terminal. James got her attention by copying her gestures. She mouthed a ‘fuck you’, looked over at me, smiled and continued with how to put your seatbelt on. I lay still in my seat as her voice rang in my head. Charlie, in the meanwhile, was looking out of the window. You could see him hoping that it would be over soon. I laughed to myself. After so many flights he was still scared. Bless him. James had pulled his blanket over him and was already asleep before the plane had even taken off. All this time I was checking out the air hostess, Daisy. I knew her name ‘cos it was on her name tag. She had her brown hair tied up in her neck. Her long, brown legs were coming from under her skirt. ‘Air hostess, I like the way you dress…’ I hummed to myself. Hey, that could be a good song for the new album!
She came over with her trolley, giving me a plate with probably disgusting airplane food. I thanked her, she bent over and whispered in my ear, “I want you to feel me here…” She winked; well it was more like a twitching eye; smiled and walked to the people behind us. For the first time in ages I was gob smacked. I looked over to my left, to find James softly snoring on Charlie’s shoulder, drool dripping out of his mouth and onto Charlie’s jacket, Charlie’s head on James’. What a cute couple, I thought and got my camera out of my bag. They would be so mad when they would find out! I took the picture, blinding the people behind us with the flash. Hello It’s Hot!, here are our pictures from Japan, hehe.
A couple of hours passed by, I decided to go to the loo. Daisy was no where to be seen.
I opened the door, and saw Daisy, topless, in the loo. I freaked big time. This couldn’t be happening, not to a guy with my luck.
I opened the door again. Daisy pulled me in, roughly, passionately kissing me. Her hands were all over me and I couldn’t move. I couldn’t bring myself to. She pulled off my t-shirt, ripping the belt out of my jeans and frantically trying to undo my zipper. She breathed heavily and fast into my ear, still trying to undo my zipper. I strolled up her skirt, finding no underwear. Hmm… okay. She pushed me onto the wall hard, bending down and pulled my jeans down. I lent my head back onto the wall, thinking I must be the luckiest man in the whole wide world to get such a hot chick.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I jumped. ‘Hello?’ a voice said. ‘Daisy, are you in there?’
Daisy pouted and pulled away from me. She hurriedly put her clothes on again while I just stood there, staring in awe. I felt my lip; it still tasted of her. I said to myself again, this couldn’t be happening, and walked back to my seat with more than the usual bounce in my step.