She falls asleep.

Shortly after that, they were in the air. Candace thought about leaning forward and getting a book out of her back, but her eyes felt heavy. She yawned. She was so, so tired.

She slouched in her seat, figuring if she slept, this uncomfortable flight would be over faster. Candace lied back, taking care so she wouldn't accidentally lean on one of her seat mates and make this situation a thousand times worse.

Her eyes fell closed, the hum of the plane's air conditioner lulling her to sleep.

"Miss?"

Her eyes flew open. She licked her lips, and she could tell she had been asleep for a while. Slowly she got her bearings, and looked over to Window Seat Guy, who had spoke. He was standing, wordlessly communicating that he had to get up to use the restroom. She looked over, and saw that Aisle Seat Guy had already stood up.

Candace nodded, and made to stand. Then, she caught a glimpse of her body, and stopped short.

Her nipples had hardened, a product of the air conditioner. But that was nothing compared to her lower half. Apparently, she had slumped down further in her seat as she slept, causing her panties to bunch up. Her lips had almost swallowed them, her pussy plainly visible on either side.

The blood drained from her face. How long had these two guys had this view? She was mortified. Half of her wanted to apologize to the two men, but she knew that would be ridiculous.

She ducked her head down, not wanting to look either man in the eye as she stood up. She took a step toward the aisle, but something stopped her.