So I had been reading Harry Potter to the Air Marshall’s daughter for over an hour (30 minutes on the tarmac, 3o minutes in the air) and man, my throat was dry. What do we have to drink? Milk, water, and Diet Sprite (Princess Butterface is underage, and as her “companion” I too am forbidden from getting a decent beverage).
So I quit reading. The Princess insisted that I continue. I politely declined, citing the aforementioned dry throat.
She started to narrow her eyes, but then she seemed to be just fine. I just sat back and rested for the first time this whole flight.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the Princess look down the aisle, almost like she’s watching for something. Finally curiosity gets the better of me and I lean over a little to see what she’s staring at. When I do, she spins around and puts a kiss-lock on me. I pull myself away just in time to see her dad, Air Marshal So-and-So, and he don’t look happy.
No wonder what she was watching for.
It looks bad for me, but what’s he going to do? Charge me with something for kissing his daughter?
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