Introduce yourself

“Uh… hi,” you say sheepishly. “I’m John.” She looks at you with her large green eyes and you can see just how scared she is. Hell, you don’t blame her, you’re pretty shook up too. “Jessica.” She replies in a small, ragged voice. “What happened?” You realize you don’t really know. “I guess the plane… uh… broke.” You offer, unhelpfully. She looks at you quizzically for a moment before she starts looking around.

You take the opportunity to look Jessica over. Her long black hair is tangled and messy, as is her once-nice business suit and knee-length black skirt. From your position, you get a good view of her legs and the torn pantyhose that go all the way up her thighs. She turns back to you and you pretend to have been searching the ground for something instead of staring up her skirt. “God, where are we?” she asks.

You decide to take the initiative and stand up. “Let’s find out,” you manage to say with more confidence than you feel. You offer a hand to Jessica to help her up, and she accepts. As she wobbles to her feet, she realizes that one of her high heels broke during the accident, and takes off both her shoes. “All right,” she says, “what do you suggest we do?”