Things_Collide

Nov 06, 2004 16:58

So at 6am on a Monday morning I get a call that Wednesday I'm off to Egypt for a tour guide seminar because apparently I've gotten some complaints. I'm not cheery enough. Apparently. I frowned and hung up. I went back to sleep.

At 12 I woke up to my doorbell. After a surprise visit from Liana and handcuffs, at 3 I went to lunch with her. We made small talk, and I don't think I smiled once. I packed Tuesday night and left for Egypt the next day.

The plane was ... a plane. Nothing special and the movie, Tortilla Soup was in Africani. That didn't help anything. I went to sleep thinking about Liana. I looked around at the other passengers then unbuckled. I made my way into the bathroom and put on the occupied sign. I sighed and sprinkled water on my face.

After a quick jerking off in the bathroom I returned not quite rejuvinated but feeling a little better. I got off the plane and headed to my hotel room. The company paid for it so I had a pretty nice room. Liana called the minute I got in and so for an hour we talked. It finally turned into phone sex. It was interesting. Nice, I guess. After our little...conversation, I took a shower and headed down stairs, to the bar.

"One scotch."
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