Gay mile high club
Mile-high love: the secrets of a gay flight attendant
Mr. H, S2y)^-=hyVkqSc2r&ylDwEsY(pB#DC0epr(wbevGITvNAuV3L-a flight attendant from Taiwan in his thirties who preferred not to reveal his full identify, believes as much as 80% of his male colleagues are gay.
After touching down at his latest destination and taking off his uniform, he told Gagatai of his most risqué mid-f(sBAKJiWKUDoEeF5Tc!artu0nKY*RnP^yFm)C*x8wdtx&j3light encounter:
This took place on a flight from Perth to Hong Kong about two years ago. It was a nighttime departure and, loading wise, I would say it was half hollow, so passengers were sitting wherever they wanted as there were lots of empty seats
I was standing in my welcoming position as pe^FTW43CWFSdnLB#DQf5$8ISlQ3&X*B5_9ZCJJy%=%s!ibO=$%Pople came on board. There was one passenger who came on board. We looked at each other, he was very friendly and he smiled at me. I noticed him immediately, and I thought he was very cute.
I did my service as usual. I tried not to pay him too much atXvY&Bfyj@^ESe0!YMJFcYM0WCt50hm^savx2q^eawZrA1+hP-ltention. As I served him fo
Flight Risk! The film we knew as Mel Gibson’s newest and “the one where Mark Wahlberg is in a bald cap, for some reason” has finally arrived. Has it lived up to the specific Gibson hype (aka being absolutely fucking insane)? Kinda!
If you are like me, a reluctant, and probably disturbed, fan of Gibson’s directorial outings, there are certain things you come to expect with his films; namely, that they would be completely unhinged and shockingly violent. Hacksaw Ridge was hokey and ultra violent, like if the entirety of Forrest Gump was just blood soaked Vietnam battles; Apocalypto is a 2 hour long chase film where we watch the Aztec people sacrifice prisoners in a urban area that looks like it was built by the TCM Sawyer family; and Passion Of The Christ is like if the Cenobites were tasked with making a pornography.
To that, Flight Risk is actually pretty tame. No human sacrificing, no extended battle gore, and no flaying whips. Instead, what we get is a pretty boilerplate one location thriller; U.S. Marshall Madolyn (Michelle Dockery) is tasked with transporting a form
“THE ONLY BELT I WANT TO UNBUCKLE TO HAVE SEX IS MY PANTS BELT.”
Forrest attempts to get the gay out, while later trying to get himself into the mile-high club.
Following Forrest’s return to Review and getting shot and glorified, the requests from his sadistic fanbase continue to pour in. This week Forrest is challenged with curing a gay person and joining the mile-high club. The tasks of these reviews weren’t my favorite. There were funny moments sprinkled throughout, but the end results weren’t as satisfying as the numerous other reviews in episodes prior.
Curing a Gay: ★★
The curing homosexuality bit isn’t the best thing Review has done. It’s not because of the subject matter or anything of that nature, but instead the problem lies in a lack of result. In some way or another, these reviews have always ended with the task at hand completed, albeit in unexpected ways. This review, while I didn’t predict any sexual healing to occur, seemed to have no option but to end in
In Close Quarters: Gay Mile-High Club Love Story - Softcover
Synopsis
Fred Jackson travels for work a lot. With so many trips in and out of airports, he is known by many of the airport staff. But on this trip, the normal gets turned upside down, beginning with an unforgettable search by a TSA agent that leaves no doubt Fred isn&#x;t trying to smuggle anything on board an aircraft. This search will go you wondering if all that scrutiny and time delay might not be worth if after all. After boarding a limited commuter flight to DFW, Fred loses his first class upgrade and is relegated to the very back row of the aircraft, but at least he has the entire row to himself. Not only that, but with several rows roped off for maintenance, he is hoping for some much needed rest. But just before takeoff, he is shocked to see the last stand-by passenger is making his way all the way back to his deserted row. Fred&#x;s small life is turned upside down as the plane makes its way to Portland complete with a membership in the mile-high club that is as shattering as the turbulence. Full of humor,