Show up at the address

I held the ticket in my hand and walked out of my car. There wasn’t anything here. All that was here was a private plane and some guys wearing all black outfits. It wasn’t like it was a uniform though.

Just a nice black shirt and some black jeans. I slowly walked up and was stopped right before I entered the plane. “Ticket?” His gruff and stern voice was enough to get my heart racing. I nodded at the man and held it out. “Welcome in Jim Luster.”

His tone seemed much nicer which calmed my nerves. I bit my lip and walked up the stairs as he parted to let me through. Once I got in they all filed in after me. The last one closed the door. “Sir, this way to the seating quarters. If you need anything ask us.”

I followed after him to a rather small seating area. It was empty. Some of the guys sat down at a table and talked making the awkwardness of it all calm down. I decided to follow them and sit at their table.

Their conversation stopped as they stared at me. All of them seemed nervous. “Hi. I’m Jim.” Someone sighed and his friend slapped his arm and gave him a pointed look.

I just stared confused. Was I missing something? “Is there anything you need sir?” I looked at the guy next to me, he seemed genuinely nervous, if his fidgeting hand was anything to go by.

“Not really. You can just continue. I just didn’t want to sit alone.” They all looked at me before they guy who sighed slowly mustered up courage to speak about a football game.

Another person joined in when he saw me not react. Eventually they all relaxed in their seats. The plane started with a warning to stay seated before we were off.

Time passed by quickly as I listened to them talk. They seemed like a close knit group as they spoke. Occasionally I saw their eyes flicker to me nervously when the topic strayed into home life. I sighed at one point and everything dropped to look at me. It was surreal.

Eventually I had enough and stood up. I tapped one guys shoulder and tilted my head in a direction. He understood and stood following me. Everyone watched nervously as we walked out of earshot. I turned to the guy who on the outside looked collected, but I spotted the fact his hands were behind him.

His tale was hidden. He didn’t look like he wanted to speak. “Why are you nervous?” His composure cracked and his face fell as he gulped. It was quickly replaced with the indifferent face.

“I’m not nervous sir.” I looked at him again. They kept referring to me as sir.

“That was a lie. Next question. Why am I called sir? I am new to this job after all.” He looked me over slightly as his hands slowly came into view. He calmed after that news. Strange.

“Well you are high ranking.” I nodded slowly. Is first class high? “Basically I was nervous because you have the power to do.. well whatever.” Just like that his fidgeting came back.

“Whatever?” I got closer, the confusion was still present but at this knowledge I felt a power rise up in me. As if I didn’t have to worry. And in my mind I didn’t, I was high ranking. He gulped and nodded.

“Yes. Please don’t punish me for lying.” I smirked and grabbed a handful of his shirt. It was actually a lot of fun to see him squirm. I tugged it and he followed the direction his body pressing into mine.

“So how high is first class?” I could feel his breath shake as he stared me down. “Hmm?”

“It’s third highest in Facility G. Please.” I leaned closer to his face, my lips inches from his own. He was still trying to keep composed.

“Good boy.” I connected our lips and felt him relax through the shirt. He seemed relieved. His own lips moved with mine. I pulled back with a small smile. “Don’t tell anyone of this.”

He nodded, his own smile showing through. I walked back to the table feeling brand new. I was powerful in government terms, and that was the highest honor I could have ever discovered. I wonder just how far my limits went regarding this job.

I stopped halfway back and turned to the guy. I wonder...