“Flight Eight-ten is now boarding for Houston, Texas,” the lady said over the intercom.
“That’s me,” I said to the guy sitting next to me. For the last hour, we had been having a conversation. Well, I was holding a conversation with him. He was having a conversation with my cleavage.
“Okay,” he said as he sounded disappointed.
“If you join any of those pages I mentioned, we will talk more,” I said as I walked away.
That was how the conversation got started. He thought he had seen me before, and well, he had, pity he wasn’t the type to spend money online due to his wife and kids. I told him that many of my followers were married men.
He was shocked that married men that took the oath would go online to pay women to strip and play with themselves on camera. I laughed and told him that before I did that, I was broke, now I was heading for my first porn shoot, and I had neither paid for the ticket or the hotel room.