The attendant was gone by the time I realized I should have asked forsome aspirin and a cup of water for my headache. I waited but she nevercame back....Finally, I walked unsteadily to the rear of the plane and therestroom. Inside, I stared at myself in the mirror under the glare ofthe florescent lights.When I swept back the blond hair, what I saw reflecting in the lavatorymirror was not exactly the bicycle girl's face, even though it was inits early twenties. Oh, the eyes were definitely. I packed two suitcases full dresses, makeup, accessories, suits, heels skirts, jeans, and even a pant suit. As instructed by James, I was to bring only mens clothes for the flight in and out.DAY 1I didn’t sleep the night before. I was so excited. I had packed the night before and was ready for my early am flight. James emailed and told me he would send instructions for meeting him once I got in. My flight left at 5am, and I got in around 11:30 and got the keys to my apt and moved right in. I. She didn’t know a girl could get that wet and was amazed. Then, she felt something she’d never felt before. Kelsey was breathing in short, gasping breaths as her face flushed, replacing the embarrassment with arousal. Her nipples began to harden, sending a tingling sensation through her body and straight to her crotch. This new feeling was a good one, and she had no idea what to make of it, she didn’t know what was going on in her own body. She also couldn’t take her eyes off of Tiffany. Kelsey. I marked ‘light starch’ and ‘hangers’ for the shirts, and then called down to the front desk. Four minutes later a young man came to the door to collect the laundry and my two suits to be pressed. He promised everything would be returned no later than noon on Saturday.It was already after 7:00pm and I needed something to eat, but I also needed to find a place to run in the mornings. I looked at a map I found in the desk drawer and saw that the best option if I didn’t want to run in the streets.