Now that the sun was down and my room lights were on, it was easy for me to be seen from outside. I immediately got naked, wet from the swim I slowly...dried myself sprawled open legged on the bed.One night a guy walked by. I noticed he had parked his car a few spaces away and not gone into a room. He walked by again. I was now seated in a chair with my legs toward the window wearing a very short pair of shorts (if I was erect my cock hung out, very visible), pretending to watch tv. He. Come with me. He lead me out to a balcony and we looked up at the moon and stars. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we slowly started swaying. I heard his melodic voice in my ear. Are you ready? I wanted to tell him no but something in me forced the word from my lips. Yes. he scooped me up in his arms and a squeal of delight left me. He then carried me in his arms back to the bedroom then set me down. He pulled the dress over my head. He removed his clothes and I lay back on the bed and. We were belting in as the turbines were firing up. The Blackhawk had two, one on each side; that was why the thing sucked fuel like a dog. Seven dollars worth of fuel per mile; the 407s were a lot more fuel efficient.But the Blackhawk could carry a lot more people and freight. The department requested Blackhawks at some sites and paid the bill - no questions asked.The flight was and hour and fifteen minutes. Ambassador Morrison was on the Satellite phone talking to the field hospital as we. “Think about it. How likely was it that a flight attendant these days would so casually initiate a young male virgin into the Mile High Club? I owed it to you ... and to your father’s memory, you see. If she does get fired, I told her that she can always come here, which she can actually do, anyway, and frankly I hope that she does. Sweet girl, the lovely Vigdis Magnussdottir from Keflavik, Iceland,” Cam stunned me with that bit of news.“True confession time. We all intended for you to marry.