Oh, this thread brought back a lovely memory. Yes, I’m a member. In a private plane on autopilot, out over the Pacific ocean just after sunset. I used to have the pin but the lousy rotten thief that broke into my house and stole all my jewelry got it. I wonder if you can get those pins replaced. I have lost touch with the pilot so I don’t exactly have a witness or anything.
Congrats to everyone that can fly private planes. But us ordinary mortals have to fly Budget Coach Class.
So now I’m imagining trying to achieve any kind of romance in a tiny little closet-with-a-toilet while feeling airsick.
Eeew…
If you think the lavatories are small you’ve never been in a Cessna.
Does flying a Fokker count?
I want to burn the clothes I’ve worn on a commercial flight. The last thing I’m in the mood to do is expose more of myself than absolutely necessary. Ugh, no.
777 over the Atlantic.
Q.E.D.
So you were a Fokker fucker?
I flew an old Aero Commander 520 for a guy specifically so he & his girl could do it in that particular aircraft.
Sex plus danger does not interest me. I don’t like car sex either and that’s on the ground. Although if given the opportunity to join the club I probably would because sex.
No. Never met the right gal for ‘that’.