That’s what I did this time too. I took my seat — two seats by the window — settled in, put on my headphones, and mentally prepared for the flight. Everything was calm until she boarded. A stunning girl. Slim, narrow waist, long legs, tight pants and a light top. Shampoo-commercial hair. Everything about her screamed: I’m perfect.

I didn’t pay her much attention, but I felt her slow down next to me. Then suddenly she scoffed and said sharply: