They are there to watch me, I am there to be watched. I start, smiling at the first man. Slowly, carefully, I take off my glasses to start my ritual. I lean over and unzip one long black platform boot, and then the other. I present each shoe as proof - it gets a quick caress. Then...
“Here’s your passport, ma’am.”
Thursday, September 07, 2006
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2 comments:
You make the airport sound so sexy!
I tell you! How does she do it
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