Shelly was practicing breathing exercises; anticipation made her edgy. She was in the middle of a slow in-breath when a flight attendant requested tha... she follow her. Shelly nodded, unbuckled her seat belt and went. Past the privacy curtain at the front of the plane, the attendant said, “Wait here.” Shelly was left alone. She stood straight, hands clasped behind her back, head down. The cockpit door opened and the captain emerged. Shelly couldn't see his face, but he walked with slow, measured. Those under my wing were understood that they would be provided for and if their mates were left behind in the event of tragedy, they would be cared for as well. Native women and children of many nation and creed continued to trickle in and found sanctuary with us. Some elderly made the trek from their villages to us in hopes of gaining shelter and succor as their families had been wiped out thru combat, disease, hunger or accident. We made it our mission that none would leave. He steps forward. I resist, butonly for a moment. I feel a rush of fear andvulnerability."You look nice this evening, Ms. Doan," hesays.I feel another rush of nervousness at this. Thereis no doubt now that he knows."Why did you come here?" I ask.I am almost whispering. My voice doesn't fitmy mode of dress, and that conflict bothers me."I came here because I saw a beautiful woman,and she captivated my heart," he says whilelooking into my eyes.Oh God... Part of me is falling for what he'ssaying.. ?Pays a thousand dollars a night? A cash thousand on the spot? And if you’re really willing to get into it? Up to twenty-five hundred for a show!... Imagine? A single show!... One night!? Taking a moment to register, hearing the amount of money, knowing there has to be a catch, Jodi tries to think of what to say, ask next. ?Okay? What’s the catch?... Naked? What? ?You’re interested now? Huh?? The woman grins as she again begins to scan Jodi up and down. ?You’ve obviously got.