I had never really thought of what happened to all the other flights headed for the States on 9/11.It is so many years since 9/11 but here is a wonder...ul story about that terrible day.Jerry Brown, Delta Flight 15... (true story)From a flight attendant on Delta Flight 15, written following 9-11:On the morning of Tuesday, September 11, we were about 5 hours out of Frankfurt, flying over the North Atlantic.All of a sudden the curtains parted and I was told to go to the cockpit, immediately, to see. He was impressed by her unwavering resolve, and he was more convinced than ever that she was absolutely committed to her decision.Alyssa grinned at him, and said, “You go first. That way Sakura can check you out, and still change her mind before it’s too late!”He laughed, then flung back the covers before striding towards the bathroom. He glanced back at the girls before he disappeared through the door, and was relieved to see that Sakura hadn’t run screaming for the door. Walking into the big. It did not taste the same as when we kissed earlier with mine but more bitter and salty. I had to spit it out on the kitchen floor and only had a small abount to swallow so I would remember the taste. He cleaned up with a towell his cum and mine and threw it in the dirty clothes while I was getting my things together and pulling my pants back on. I was thinking of takeing the towel with me but instead left it. He seemed relly happy at what just went down and I knew I could trust him not to. “Set.” The well-practiced Wolves cocked their muskets. “Fire.” Another wave of smoke appeared, adding to the hanging cloud in front of us.Yet, we could see their entire front line dropped dead on the road, with wounded in the next row dropping their pikes. The enemy didn’t falter, making me wonder if these men were more than a militia. They were certainly better armored than our pikemen. Not a surprise since the regiment to our front wasn’t made up of reservists like mine. The enemy pikemen.