(Disclaimer: this post was written with tongue firmly in cheek. Please do not take me TOO seriously this time)
So I was flying to visit my parents today, and on one of my flights the stewardess (feminism be "bah"ed for right now. I wouldn't undignify this woman with a "flight attendant" misnomer) came over to hand out Explosive Cheddar pretzel packets and take drink orders. The immediate thought was: she just HAD to be somebody's Mistress. She had such a no-nonsense attitude, and the general way she held her body conjured up images of crops smacking hands. I could practically hear her nonexistent stiletto heels clicking the floor of the airplane.
So I had the crazy thought of communicating that I too am part of the worldwide BDSM community. "Yeah, you know I could really munch on some pistachios right about now!" ::meaningful look, meaningful look::
::met with blank stare::
I mean, c'mon! Aren't we in an exclusive club? We need to have a secret code, a password to immediately identify each other and exclude the Unworthy Ones! Hey, O had her neato decoder ring. It's an idea, right, guys? Guys?
Anyway, it was an amusing thought while I lacked sleep. o)
So I was flying to visit my parents today, and on one of my flights the stewardess (feminism be "bah"ed for right now. I wouldn't undignify this woman with a "flight attendant" misnomer) came over to hand out Explosive Cheddar pretzel packets and take drink orders. The immediate thought was: she just HAD to be somebody's Mistress. She had such a no-nonsense attitude, and the general way she held her body conjured up images of crops smacking hands. I could practically hear her nonexistent stiletto heels clicking the floor of the airplane.
So I had the crazy thought of communicating that I too am part of the worldwide BDSM community. "Yeah, you know I could really munch on some pistachios right about now!" ::meaningful look, meaningful look::
::met with blank stare::
I mean, c'mon! Aren't we in an exclusive club? We need to have a secret code, a password to immediately identify each other and exclude the Unworthy Ones! Hey, O had her neato decoder ring. It's an idea, right, guys? Guys?
Anyway, it was an amusing thought while I lacked sleep. o)