Every flight was on time or boarding except his, the display flashing, 'Please contact your airline service desk,' in an angry and taunting red. So mu...h for getting home in time for a late dinner. He scanned the terminal and saw a queue of about twenty agitated people off to his right all trying to ask the same questions of the harassed woman behind the desk, "Why is our flight cancelled? When will we be flown home? Where are we to stay tonight?" As he joined the back of the queue a colleague. I waited, and if she saw me I would say I was passing and stopped for a paperwork break. When she returned, she seemed to linger while watching the men’s room. Finally she edged closer, pretending to stretch, until she was at the door, then slipped inside. In surprise I quickly went to the doorway, listened but heard nothing. Two guys were heading toward the washroom too so I entered. Two of the 3 stall doors were shut. I took the 3rd stall and quickly stuffed toilet paper into the hole as if I. Lori inhaled deeply, lifted her head."Untouched by human hands," she said with a certain pride, then gave a quick little giggle and added, "except for two!" She held up her own hands and wiggled the fingers wildly.Lynn laughed with her."Why you little masturbator!" What?" Lori asked."Masturbator. Don't you know what… boy! You ARE a virgin! Haven't you ever… um… brought yourself off?"Lori cocked her head quizzically."No," Lynn said, nodding to herself. "Well, my darling sister, you are in for. Some people become addicted after a single dose.I glare at her and reply (as Sam heaves a sigh of relief), "There's no way in hell I'm taking crystal - it's addictive as hell! Do you have any Adderall?"She laughs and answers, "Shit, that's a child's medicine."I begin to chug my expresso, look at Sam and realize that this flight attendant isn't going to be working for the Truth Network for much longer. Once the expresso begins to work, I call my team and get them looking for the bastard who.