It was the night before my sisters wedding and my boss refused to give me the day off to make the trip north. As such my girlfriend “Joey” and I had to take a flight in the early evening in order to arrive before the stag party. I was coincidentally very good friends with the groom. We boarded the plane as I expressed my frustration at having been kept late at work and Joey commiserated me. Fortunately for us there were no delays in leaving Onerahi Domestic Airport and it quickly became apparent that the charter company had no other passengers on this flight. Joey held my hand and told me not to get up to anything later that night. She then started stroking my leg and said she had a way to make sure I didn’t even consider infidelity at the party – even in the drunken state I new I would achieve – and undid my fly. I was instantly ready as Joey is usually never this forward and reached out to undo her blouse. We hurriedly took off our belts and she unsnapped her bra as I pulled up her skirt. Afterwards Joey commented on the beautiful view she had with her face pressed hard against the window. We deboarded after the remainder of a non-eventful, by comparison, flight. That night I did not, in fact, consider the infidelity Joey was so concerned about. because the next morning I found myself awaking at my uncles farm with my arms around the toilet. Damn