hedonist19981984

how hot it would be to meet up and the scenes we played flooded through my mind. The flight down was nothing special, just your plain old average flight but I must have looked strange sitting there against the window pondering the coming week. My eyes would close and there would be the image of you, so beautiful and that inviting look on your face. God I almost pursed my lips to kiss you. "Sir, Sir do you want a drink?" I am brought back to reality by the attendant with the drinks trolly. I look up and she is staring down at me with a quizzical look on her face. Oh please tell me I didn't purse my lips, she must think I am some kind of weirdo. "Can I get a cola?" I stammer trying to regain my