The Royal Mailman 174,473 52
06/07/2005 01:19 AM

8:05 PM: I notice that one of the flight attendants is a 6'3" woman whose face reminds me of Laetitia Casta. She's walking up the aisle, making sure all seats are in their upright position before take-off. I pull my tray down, just so that she asks me to put it back up. Which of course she does, with a smile.

Mood: 4/10



8:30 PM: In flight. The little TV screens come down on each side of the plane, and we are shown the evening news. This reminds me of a story I had read somewhere, where a guy did not want to watch TV in the plane, and simply tried to push the screen in front of him back up. As he did so, all the other screens in the plane did the same thing. I'm sitting at the back of the plane, and there is no one watching me, except for a couple sitting in the same row, on the other side of the aisle. "What the hell", I think to myself, and decide to do the same experiment. While the TV is showing commercials, I grab the screen in front of me and puShakespeare back up. At first there is a little resistance, but as soon as it starts moving, all the other screens in the plane fold as well. They come down again 30 seconds later. I giggle like a little schoolgirl.

Mood: 7/10



8:50 PM: Still in flight. The TV screens show us a map our current position. We're flying above Maine. I look through the window to see if I can spot Millie's shiny new mailbox. Needless to say, I couldn't. You know, because it was already getting dark.

Mood: 7/10

The Royal Mailman 174,473 52
06/07/2005 01:20 AM

9:15 PM: Preparing for landing. The flight attendants take away the empty cups and little snack bags, and make sure again that all seats are in their upright position. One of them walks up to my row, and leans over to assist the woman on the other side of the aisle in pulling her seat back up. Right at this moment, there is a turbulence; the flight attendant loses balance and starts to fall back towards me. I instinctively stretch my arms to keep her from falling. I grab her right hip in one hand, but my other hand lands flat on her left ass cheek. She turns around, her face a little red, and say something "Thank-you-Sir-I'm-so-sorry". I smile back, uncomfortably. Deep inside, I'm giggle like a little schoolgirl.

Mood: 9/10



9:30 PM: Landing. I can't believe it, my flight is actually on time! Naturally, since I'm sitting all the way back, I have to wait an eternity before I'm able to exit the plane. As I walk out the plane, the tall flight attendant smiles again and says "have a good evening". Of course she tells that to everyone boarding out, but I prefer to think that she's flirting with me.

Mood: 9.5/10

daisypie 49,378 9
06/07/2005 01:35 AM

<action>'s hoping for one more chapter...</action>

Me Me Me Me Me Me Me Me! 86,640 14
06/07/2005 01:41 AM

<action>sits and waits with baited mousetraps....</action>

Helen Keller 44,357 11
06/07/2005 01:51 AM

Sggggggrrgh chuuuuuuwaa boneglrughh!!!







(transl: Good story)

Napkin World Renown Librarian 30,762 12
06/07/2005 03:24 AM

I was walking the streets of Glasgow the other week and I saw this sign: "This door is alarmed." I said to myself: "How do you think I feel?"

Tinker to Evers to Chickens 282,028 58
06/07/2005 04:05 AM

He is the mailman king!

For he himself has said it,

And it's greatly to his credit,

That he is the mailman king!



For he might have been a Fireman,

A Cop, or Cook, or Salesman,

Or perhaps garbageman!



But in spite of all temptations

To belong to other vocations,

He remains the mailman king!

He remains the mailman king!

REAPERR-FU 12,363 11
06/07/2005 04:45 AM

So Millie's mailbox turns dark?

DemoMonkey, Mr Contributes-nothing-to- the-world. 166,232 10
06/07/2005 09:57 AM

It is, it is, a glorious thing

to be the mailman king!