Lust at 35 000 Feet
I was on my way to jolly ole England on a Pan Am red eye, business you know how it is, sucky flight times and always overcrowded flights. Well this time was a pleasant surprise, we lifted off from JFK with barely half the 747 full. Apparently some weather made connections a bitch from the Midwest. Who was I to complain, I was in the last row in the coach section with not a sole in sight for about 14 rows. Occasionally the flight attendants came by and asked if I needed anything but I told them...