I was flying on a
Southwest flight from Durham to Nashville today, en route to
Detroit. As is my habit, I took a first row seat - the ones that face
backward toward the rest of the plane.
About halfway through the flight I looked up to notice a
man, younger than me, looking at me with a pair of wonderfully
mild blue eyes. I wondered why he was looking?
I took a bite of my
banana and looked down. The long
tail of the seatbelt was coiled in my
lap like a
snake. With the next bite of banana I noticed that the clear plastic cup of
water that I was holding between my
legs, with
ice circling, probably looked
interesting too.
I guess I can be sexy sometimes - even when I'm not
trying.