I was staring out at the wide expanse of the Cascade Mountains as I piloted over them. I worked for one of the airlines, based in Seattle. I usually flew small, 70-seat commuter aircraft, but was certified to fly all the way up to a 737. I had spent almost every waking moment from the time I was 12 learning how to fly. I loved the freedom and thrill of soaring through the air. I’m one of the few people who didn’t have to enter the military to get a commercial pilot’s license.
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14 Oct 04
By Editor D
I had one hell of a encounter while on a recent business trip. I won’t identify the town or specific place for fear that others might read this with the intention of bringing a halt to these activities. I had a few hours of free time, feeling horny as hell, and I hadn’t shot off in days….my libido was raging. I drove to a very cruisey forest preserve that I had heard about. And all the rumors were true. Along the main road that wound thru the woods there must have been two dozen cars parked in various areas, with single guys just sitting there waiting to connect with someone (I presumed) for a quicky. I wasn’t quite sure what the drill was, so I drove around for about 10 minutes scoping things out.
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11 Oct 04
By Editor D
