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In Flight Movie
So, there I was: 20, unemployed, still living at home, nowhere near a degree of any kind, and broken hearted. It had been six months since the demise of my first serious relationship, and thoughts of William still haunted. Sure, he had been twice my age, but it he was good to me. I loved him more than I’d ever loved any man, and he’d given me more pleasure during our first kiss than I’d ever found in being inexpertly humped by some drunken frat boy in the back of an SUV. I needed to get away....