I got a call from my brother Jack.
'Get your ass on the next flight to Medan.'
I had read about that.
Apparently, Vanya Vetto wrote it.
As weird as it was, I actually enjoyed it.
'You'd say that,' said Jack, 'since I asked Vanya Vetto to write you into it.'
I agreed, he appealed to my vain side and I said I'd arrive in three hours.
It just so happened that I was at terminal three in Manila having my morning coffee.
It was the best place to people watch.
I never bored of watching those hot Philipinonos...
"Get on the next flight now,' said Jack, 'Air Asia has been notified and they'll have a print up of your boarding pass at Check in at Terminal Four.'
Terminal four was apparently the international airport where all the hot Philipinos arrived after a stint housekeeping either in the Middle East or in Hong Kong.'
The flight was a breeze. I never sick of getting an eye full of those air hostesses, 'with the mostess,' said Farah, who was serving me a coffee. She had the biggest boobs under her tight red uniform and the curves outlined in the silky material promised sin sin sin.
"Here sir,' she said and handed me a napkin.
It would be even better if you could wipe up my drool, I suggested.
The flight went so fast, at least one hour of it was taken up with foreplay in the business section. The other in the cubicles and the last, well I can't remember, but Farah's sister, who was also on the flight, as a passenger, and also a flight attendant, was very accommodating in keeping me amused. I grabbed their numbers and said I might have a job for them. Farah and Felicity, identical twins, they'd be great company in Medan, that's all I knew.
Then I checked into Indonesia.
No cavity inspections.
Having nice clobber on always allays suspicion of Officialdom. And handing out fifty dollars American notes, the ones that god trusts, always helps in getting a fast-tracked check-in to the country.
Sumatra, she was proving to be the promised land. I had none of those nasty experiences that Vanya Vetto had written about. But as I always say, having cash tends to smooth the way.
'Get your ass on the next flight to Medan.'
I had read about that.
Apparently, Vanya Vetto wrote it.
As weird as it was, I actually enjoyed it.
'You'd say that,' said Jack, 'since I asked Vanya Vetto to write you into it.'
I agreed, he appealed to my vain side and I said I'd arrive in three hours.
It just so happened that I was at terminal three in Manila having my morning coffee.
It was the best place to people watch.
I never bored of watching those hot Philipinonos...
"Get on the next flight now,' said Jack, 'Air Asia has been notified and they'll have a print up of your boarding pass at Check in at Terminal Four.'
Terminal four was apparently the international airport where all the hot Philipinos arrived after a stint housekeeping either in the Middle East or in Hong Kong.'
The flight was a breeze. I never sick of getting an eye full of those air hostesses, 'with the mostess,' said Farah, who was serving me a coffee. She had the biggest boobs under her tight red uniform and the curves outlined in the silky material promised sin sin sin.
"Here sir,' she said and handed me a napkin.
It would be even better if you could wipe up my drool, I suggested.
The flight went so fast, at least one hour of it was taken up with foreplay in the business section. The other in the cubicles and the last, well I can't remember, but Farah's sister, who was also on the flight, as a passenger, and also a flight attendant, was very accommodating in keeping me amused. I grabbed their numbers and said I might have a job for them. Farah and Felicity, identical twins, they'd be great company in Medan, that's all I knew.
Then I checked into Indonesia.
No cavity inspections.
Having nice clobber on always allays suspicion of Officialdom. And handing out fifty dollars American notes, the ones that god trusts, always helps in getting a fast-tracked check-in to the country.
Sumatra, she was proving to be the promised land. I had none of those nasty experiences that Vanya Vetto had written about. But as I always say, having cash tends to smooth the way.
