Worshipping Willy
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It was one of those serendipitous moments confirming that nothing in life occurs by chance. I was on my way to a conference in New Orleans, a favorite place for fun and frivolity. While it rarely happens, that day the plane was over-booked and they accepted volunteers to wait for a later flight through Miami. As I wasn’t expected in New Orleans till that evening, it was no loss and some airline travel dollars gained.
Several hours later we landed in Miami and transferred to the New Orleans flight. As I had volunteered for re-routing, the airline bumped me up to first class. Those who travel know there are advantages to that first class seat. You get on early and have a drink before take-off, you get off first, and there’s a chance you even get a meal. So there I was, coolly sitting in first class, sipping champagne watching the passengers go by.
I’ll admit I’m a people-watcher. I love to watch people and take great delight in the diversity they present. Whether you’re a man or woman, you’ve probably experienced this yourself – an attractive person walks by, you share momentary eye contact and there’s an immediate connection. She was a pretty, young, black woman, plainly dressed in a white golf shirt and khakis. Her hair fell softly in curled strands to her shoulders, charmingly framing a glowing face. She had a wonderful smile and an aura exuding sensuality, despite her business casual attire. But she filed passed me to the nether regions of coach while I remained comfortably sipping bubbly up front, nothing exchanged between us but a smile.
Now, I’m not the kind of man who looks at an attractive woman and thinks, ‘Man, I’d love to take her to bed.’ But something in that fleeting glance had me flush with lustful feelings. I dismissed them, knowing I would be off the plane and busy at a conference and never see this woman again. I love being wrong!
The next days passed uneventfully. I attended conference sessions, chatted with contacts, visited exhibitors, collecting T-shirts and other equally useless items. It was Tuesday evening and a software vendor was taking a group of clients to dinner. It was a marvelous meal with good wine and quiet conversation. After dinner we wandered Bourbon Street, taking in the great jazz and drinking a bit more than the evening required.
New Orleans will do that to you. It is a city of excess, where it seems perfectly natural for women to bare their breasts in exchange for a fifty-cent string of beads and men to consider topless clubs fine entertainment. You either love New Orleans or it frightens you, but there is rarely an in-between. I love it for its joie de vivre, its in-your-face sensuality, and the never-ending party.
Finally, I had reached the point where bed and sleep beckoned far more than another round of drinks. I left the group and headed down Bourbon Street in the direction of my quaint little hotel on Chartres. The air was still as I walked the cobblestone road, a few stars peeking through the night sky. The noise of the revelers was receding and I’d left the stale beer smell of Bourbon Street behind. As I’m walking along – well, you’ve probably guessed who is coming in the other direction but my close encounter of the best kind from the plane! She is being harmlessly pursued by one of the New Orleans street people. While he’s loath to leave without getting his dollar hand-out, he’s eyeing me with some caution. I’m not a big guy, but some people have that ‘you don’t want to mess with me’ look. I guess I’m one.
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