He was now starting to get really pissed off and was actually wishing that he was still in the field. He would have used his old-fashioned door opene... but when he had designed the door, he made it so that it was virtually impossible to force the door open without a tank or explosives. Plan C was to pick the lock but his tools were in his chambers. “Well fuck me.” Luke grumbled as he headed to his chamber to get his tools for, he really wanted to get the paperwork done so that he could. "I understand, Sir. Let me check with the purser. I am sure we can straighten this out," the man at the boarding gate told me.Within a very short time, I was escorted to the purser and explaining myself once again. I presented my ticket to him, explained I was in a double accommodation, that I had complained to the steward well over an hour ago, and no action had resulted from my complaint.He apologized and said that the first class berths had been over-booked, and that the double was the best. So Jade broke the kiss, waited for Cat to open her eyes and look at her, then asked, "Cat, Do you trust me?"Cat nodded slowly in response.There was a pause and then Jade gently grabbed the bottom of Cat's extremely ugly flowery pyjama top and began pulling it upwards. To the Goth's delight Cat lifted her body up slightly, making it easier for Jade to remove the incredibly ugly item of clothing. Then, honestly a little carried away, Jade reached for Cat's pyjama bottoms. This was a step too. ..”. He stopped as I slowly stood up.“Don’t. Call. Me. That” I said slowly. “Don’t you fucking dare call me missy”“I’ll do whatever...”. The words coming out of his mouth tailed off as I started to walk around the table towards him. I was fucking furious that this jumped up little man could have the cheek to call me missy.I walked right up to him. We were face to face. Toe to toe. His face was now almost white as a sheet.“Don’t you fucking EVER call me that. In fact you will NEVER call me.