“Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been cleared to land at London Heathrow. Please make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and your seat is i... the upright position. The flight attendants are currently passing around the cabin to make a final compliance check. Thank you.”I always knew I’d leave our small town of Maygold in Utah but I still surprised myself with the stunt I pulled, and everyone else apparently. I was leaving my family, my boyfriend and all my mother’s expectations behind.. The swelling had subsided considerably. I noticed that Steven had brought my traveling bag. I dressed myself. The skirt I wore yesterday was not adequate to the morning cold. It didn't cover my knees. Despite that, I put it on again. I put on a light green blouse and white cotton sock on my right foot. Walking nearly without a limp, I went to the adjacent bathroom. After that, I went downstairs. Steven wasn't there. He had left a note on the kitchen table. It said that the front axle is broken. I think every pair of eyes present, both male and female, were fixed on my naked boobs. Some were obviously loving the sight, mainly the men, and some were hating both my breasts and me, and they were mostly the women.The open hatred from the females didn’t worry me in the slightest. I had spent most of my exhibitionist life being both envied and disliked by the majority of my own sex, what with micro mini skirts when in my teens and deep revealing necklines in later years, but this Company. I rose and offered her my arm, and she took it as we strolled through the lobby to the elevators. She wore a faintly spicy scent, almost a reminder of cloves. We got off at my floor and walked to my room, where I opened the door and held it for her. "You can put your briefcase over there," I said, indicating the low dresser on which I had left the envelope marked "Marla". She looked in that direction, smiled at me and said "Thanks," then set her briefcase down unopened on the dresser. When.