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Good morning to the only woman to ever own me! I’m somewhere over Iowa right now and thinking of you. I have been flying for over two hours and I’m ready to start executing our plan. I’m sitting in a window seat, next to a very attractive man. He is probably in his early thirties, tall, with broad shoulders, muscular arms and excellent posture that exudes confidence. I bet he was a Marine in a past life. He has that chiseled face and tough-guy look. At that same time, he strikes me as an all-American, boy-next-door type. I wonder where he’s headed in his fancy business suit on a Friday morning. Sitting next to him, I feel underdressed in my black yoga pants and small grey hoodie. I still look cute, though, istanbul travesti and that’s all that matters. We chatted for a few minutes when we boarded the plane and I thought I detected a little flirtation when he commented on my smile and asked how my morning was going. Unfortunately, he is going to be leaving me when we reach Denver, and I’ll have to continue on to Los Angeles without him. He’s busy with his laptop and noise canceling headphones right now. There is an Excel spreadsheet on his screen and he appears to be engrossed in his work. I’m trying to keep my staring to a minimum. It is kind of fun to type this to you on my phone with him next to me, having no idea that that he’s istanbul travestileri the subject of my email. My arm is not on the armrest, yet he keeps brushing his arm up against mine. A few times, he has readjusted in his seat and brushed his hand against the side of my leg. I’m sure it’s only because these seats are tiny and we are crammed in here like sardines. But I have a heightened sensitivity to touch when I’m feeling a little horny, and it’s hard not to notice it happening. Our tray tables are down and in these tight spaces it would be so easy to get away with discreet touching. I have such a strong urge to reach my hand over to his thigh. I just want to rest my hand on it, travesti istanbul casually, like it was an unintentional movement, like there isn’t enough space in these seats, just to see how he would react. Best case scenario would be that he completely ignores my hand and chooses not to acknowledge that something out of the ordinary is happening. I could continue looking out the window and he could continue working on his laptop. Maybe he’d think I was asleep and didn’t realize my hand landed on him. He is probably too polite to want to disturb someone that is sleeping. The fun of waiting to see what happens next would be so exciting. This has been a bumpy flight so far. With the next bout of turbulence, my hand would get jostled a bit and inch closer to his crotch. How would he react? By now he would be paying close attention to every single movement. He would likely begin to wonder if he should politely move my hand, because clearly I must be unaware of what I’m doing.

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