Lips 92

The Mistress

This exciting story will not bore you at all. It starts off like this: Lynn Carter had hoped to book a flight on a 747, but had decided not to wait until the following day just to satisfy a whim. The 707 was quite adequate in luxury and she certainly hadn't counted on getting an entire row of empty seats all to herself. Anyway, the whole thing was that she get to her darling, her handsome, sorely missed husband as soon as possible, and flight 641 to Los Angeles International Airport has provided that six hour transition from Bratham, Massachusetts. She recalled that she'd smiled to herself as she gazed out the window at nothing but blue atmosphere and fluffy white clouds, smiled at the time-passing thought of what the two GIs were probably thinking just behind her.