"You sure are something else man
. There were others sprawled around, but Kate seemed just to be resting, it seemed wrong somehow, I saw cases near the door, a coat placed over them, an airline envelope presumably containing her tickets protruded from a pocket, I went across and checked them, a scheduled flight, check in 06 00, tomorrow, well today, her handbag was beside her, it made sense she was planning to sleep on the plane, she would party all night and then fly. "No need to be sorry," I told her, "You just please the punters
. . “Ok big slave trader get to your feet
"You sure are something else man
. There were others sprawled around, but Kate seemed just to be resting, it seemed wrong somehow, I saw cases near the door, a coat placed over them, an airline envelope presumably containing her tickets protruded from a pocket, I went across and checked them, a scheduled flight, check in 06 00, tomorrow, well today, her handbag was beside her, it made sense she was planning to sleep on the plane, she would party all night and then fly. "No need to be sorry," I told her, "You just please the punters
. . “Ok big slave trader get to your feet
"You sure are something else man
. There were others sprawled around, but Kate seemed just to be resting, it seemed wrong somehow, I saw cases near the door, a coat placed over them, an airline envelope presumably containing her tickets protruded from a pocket, I went across and checked them, a scheduled flight, check in 06 00, tomorrow, well today, her handbag was beside her, it made sense she was planning to sleep on the plane, she would party all night and then fly. "No need to be sorry," I told her, "You just please the punters
. . “Ok big slave trader get to your feet
A Vintage Story #11