| On a transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it. Screaming, she stands up in the aisle and yells, "I'm too young to die!" Then she yells, "Well if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be memorable! I have had plenty of sex in my life, but no one has ever made me feel like a woman! Well, I've had it. Is there anyone who can?" For a moment, there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril, and they all stare riveted at the desperate woman at the front of the plane. Then a Greek man stands up in the rear of the plane. "I can make you feel like a woman", he purrs. He is gorgeous. Tall, tanned, well built, with long flowing black hair and dark eyes. He starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. No one moves. The woman is breathing heavily in anticipation as the stranger approaches. He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his chest as he reaches her. He extends the arm holding his shirt to the trembling woman and whispers: "Iron this." |
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