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“She was kissing your cock and I just reached up and I don’t know. . .I pushed her away although. . .I couldn’t see her, but I just knew that was what to do.”
But wait. . .Can she do the same?
I opened the door, entered the bathroom, and stared into the mirror. I didn’t know why I had to see my reflection, but it felt necessary. The familiar face that looked back at me was my own, yet this morning it told a different story. My eyes screamed that I had won.
I’m here. This is me.
Kaz stood in the doorway. “Lunita returned and you forced her away and came back?”
“Exactly.”
He widened his eyes. “How do you feel?”
“Good.” I shivered. “I took control. That has to be important. Right?”
Maybe, I am. . .the host. Right?
A male voice loudly sounded in the room. “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are now beginning our descent into New Orleans.”
I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m still. . .trying to figure out how. I was so mad. That could be significant too. The emotion could matter. I was so fucking mad. Fire and explosions mad.”
The pilot continued, “The local weather is looking good, a typical warm New Orleans’ morning with a temperature of 78 degrees Fahrenheit and a light breeze. The sky is clear with a few scattered clouds, so you can expect a smooth landing.”
Worry hit Kaz’s face. “Tell me more about how mad you were.”
I dragged my view from the mirror and turned to him. “There Lunita was, kissing on your cock. I could feel her excitement. She planned on fucking you.”
Worry filled Kaz’s eyes.
“We are running on schedule,” the pilot said. “And anticipate touching down at Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport at approximately 7:45am local time.”
“I have no doubt in my mind that she was really going to fuck you.” I shook my head. “Probably suck you off first. I don’t know. Why the hell would she think that was okay? Every time she comes out she keeps overstepping more and more.”
Kaz looked away. “Mysh, I need to tell you something—”
“As we prepare for landing, please ensure your seat belts are fastened and—”
“Goddamn it!” Kaz stormed off, muttering something in Russian that could only be a curse word.
“It has truly been a pleasure serving you,” the pilot said.
When Kaz got to the door, he yanked it open and roared, “Tell that fucking pilot to shut the fuck up before I rip his throat out!”
Surely not hearing him, the pilot said, “Welcome to New Orleans.”
Kaz slammed the door. “Idiot!”
What is wrong with my baby?
The hum of the plane’s engine shifted in tone, becoming louder and more intense.
I stepped out of the bathroom. “Kaz, you can’t be threatening the captain like that. He could accidentally kill us or something, and think of the kids. They don’t need to hear you screaming—”
“My father yelled all the time—”
“And you are probably crazy because of it.” I touched the side of my head. “I’m already nuts. Let’s try to keep it chill as possible around Emilio and Paolo, please.”
He placed a neutral expression on his face. “I will do my best, mysh.”
