No, it was seeing the looks the flight attendants gave me turn from disgust to show a bit of respect.Well they sure as hell couldn’t even hope to de...l with April having serious PMS and being pissed about being on the rag on the flight home.When April wasn’t bitching, as she paced from the front of the plane to the rear and back, she was being a complete bitch to anyone who even looked at her. I kicked back to enjoy my drink as the five flight attendants tried to heard her back into first class. Some would say I was masterfully manipulated by a stealth college instructor. Subtle domination occurred when my instructor laced discipline with an awakening of something I secretly desired.In hindsight was I a willing pawn from the beginning in his plan? Had he seen straight through me? Was this whole affair a treacherous plot of a sadist? And, if, so, why was I so damn willing to buy into life, hook, line and sinker?Once he jumped on my capricious indiscreet behavior the rest was history! He. "Well, almost anything," she said lazily. "Not our waterfall conversation, but just about everything else." 'Waterfall conversation'? That gives new meaning to the phrase 'body language'!"She had the grace to blush. "It was a valid form of communication." Fair enough."We enjoyed a moment or two of comfortable silence."Did she ask you?" Ask me what?" About becoming friends again." Yes." And?" I said I'd think about it. The way she spelled it out freaked me out a little." Like how she wants you. Maybe It was too weird, having someone I barely knew taking my virginity and I wanted it to be some kind of personal thing or I just wanted to have some showing of affection before handing myself to him that way. Could I be more stupid? The guy was a gang member who would probably kill people for fun! But he caressed my hair, running his hand over my sweaty fringe and then Owen kissed me. And it was intense, not some kids kiss, a mans kiss. It was like he wanted to get inside of me at any cost,.