>be anon
>but you already knew that
>you were almost out of this god forsaken country called Vietnam 
>three years as a reporter on events near the front has payed damn well though
>you were going home with 21 years and a plan
>you got past the customs office and started walking towards your way home 
>a massive empty cargo plane
>after you get into the plane and your eyes start to adjust to the darkness , you see a girl on a seat in the far corner
>before you can say something , she speaks up
>"they said i would be flying home alone , why are you here?"
"I could ask you the same thing , but...-"
>the planes engines starting completely drowns you out as you speak
>you both notice this and stay relatively silent until the plane reaches altitude 

>after the roaring of the engine dies down , you decide to break the silence
"So anyway ...-"
>"anyway what ? Why are you here? Going to keep bullshitting me ? Going to pretend you know me ? Fuck you."
>well then
"Listen , I don't know what your deal is but you need to calm down. We're going to be stuck together for at LEAST ten hours and I'd rather not spend it exchanging angry glances with some bitch I don't even know!"
>she opens her mouth to respond but no words come out.
>she slumps over in her seat and says nothing.
>several minutes pass , but they feel like hours.
>you hear muffled sobs coming from the corner where she was sitting.
"Hey , are you alright ?"
>she looks up at you , into your soul.
>"a... a bitch huh ? I guess that wouldn't be too far off"
"What are you talking about ?"
>"what do you mean ? That's all I've been lately ... At least you actually said it"

>this entire situation went from hostile to weird
"Hey , I'm starting to get worried, Do you have something you need to get off your chest ?"
>looking back at you , she sniffles and wipes her eyes
>"I -I guess you could say that, but what's it matter to you ?"
"Well , it really doesn't. And that's the great thing about it."
>"what do you mean ?"
"Well , you're probably never going to see me again , so there's no real repercussion of telling me anything."
>"I think I get that but ... Why should I talk to you in the first place ? I don't even know you"
"Well, we have a few hours , I'm anon ? Yourself ?"
"M16"
>and so the conversation flowed
>they talked for a few hours before they essentially ran out of things to talk about

>the sheer boredom caused by the flight resulted in cards
>yes , cards.
>you've both been pretty trash at blackjack so far , nothing special
>You look up from your most recent hand to see your fellow passenger blushing furiously
"What's going through your head ? Your redder than Stalin"
>"well I had an ... Idea?"
"What kind of idea "
>she looks at you completely straight faced 
>"strip poker"
"What ? You're like fifteen"
>"that's flattering , but I'm over 18 if that's what you're worried about"
"Alrighty then ... I'm going to give you a chance to re think what you just said"
>"well... Here's the thing. I did think about it and nobody else will know. It'll stay between you , me , and the wall"
"Well keep it between yourself and the wall then"
>"well ... I ...-"
"Not interested"
>several minutes pass before either of you say anything


>"what if I ..."
"No"
>"bu-..."
>she was interrupted by the planes intercom this time
>"hey you two , it's about nine pm so if you're hungry about now would be the time for food"
>hearing the crackle of the intercom fade , giving way to what little silence could be had under the engines
>"so ... Do you have any food?"
"Wasn't given any"
>"oh..."
"So ... About earlier"
>"yeah?"
>she says looking towards you
"Why did you get all uppity about it ?"
>"you know ... I don't really have a reason. I was in the mood"
"Come on , there's got to be a reason"
>"there really isn't one , it's like wanting a Twinkie or something"
"Really ? How so?"
>"well you just kinda want it, but if you wait too long then you just kinda stop wanting it"
"God damnit. "
>"what?"
"Now I really want a Twinkie "
>"I actually think I have one in my bag"
"What do you want for it ?"
>looking you dead in the eye , she speaks
>"you know what I want , the real question is how much you want that Twinkie"

"I'm not stripping for you just for a Twinkie"
>"well ... You wouldn't be the o-only one stripping"
"It's not going to happen. If we fool around and you turn out to be some officers daughter I'll be fucked"
>"well ... So would I"
"Funny"
>"yeah..."
"So... Would you be up for some non strip poker ?"
>"you're no fun"
>after a few hours , you both started dozing off noticeably
"Hey , I think it's about time to hit the hay"
>"yeah ... About that time"
>as you get your blanket and what not ready , she just goes and lays down on the seats
>it's really cold on the plane , inevitably she starts shivering
>"h-hey anon. C-can I ask you something ?"
"What?"
>"can I sleep with yo- I mean next to you ... I'm cold"
"Sure I guess. Just don't take the blanket"

>"thank you so much"
"Don't mention it"
>she approaches and gets under the blanket , getting as close to you as possible
>Jesus , she's Ice cold
"You're freezing , are you sure you're alright ?"
>"w-w-well there's a reason I'm so cool"
"That's clever"
>"thanks"
>over time she stops shivering , cuddling up next to you
>she's not really doing anything other than trying to get warm, no point messing with a good thing
>sleep overtakes you both rather promptly
>"mnyah"
>what
>coming to your senses, you feel a dampness on your knee
>god damnit 
>in a hushed voice , you try to wake her up
"Hey , wake up"
>"Nyah..."
>no use , fuck it


>standing up sheet and all , she wakes up with a start
>okay
>she flailed and screamed for a solid 5 seconds
>after calming down , she stops while on the ground with her hands over her face , crying
>"I'm so sorry ! Please don't be mad!"
"Im not mad , just... Really tired and confused. What got you riled up?"
>"I thought you ... We..."
"Nothing happened , just calm down alright ?"
>calming down and looking at you , you both realized at about the same time what occurred 
>"I... Umm..."
"Not a word, it happens"
>as you toss the blanket back onto her and go to sit on one of the seats to resume sleeping , she gives you a stupified look
>"what are you doing?"
"Well you seem to have some ... Personal matters to attend to, and that's none of my business"

Holy shit I might get banned for this
>"o-Kay..."
>after she's under the covers , she looks at you
>"why are you sitting over there ?"
"That's pretty obvious"
>"okay , you know what ?"
"What?"
>"you and I both know what I want to do , why don't you just... Help me along?"
>this again ? You know what ? Fuck it.
>literally 
"Alright , I'm in"
>"well ... Come over here then"
>walking over to her and getting under the blanket
"So what do you want me to do?"
>"anything"
"Then just relax"
>at first , you pulled her next to you and began running your hands along her body , working your way downward
>as you felt every curve of her small body, you started stripping off her clothes. One piece at a time.
>first her coat
>then her shirt, bra included
>you kept eye contact with her the whole time, but under the blanket your hands were exploring
>feeling her breasts first , then working your way to her thighs while pulling her closer to you

What am I doing with my life?

"Just how far do you want this to go?"
>"at this rate you can toss out the map"
>she wants it
>and she's going to get it
>reaching under her skirt , you move her underwear down to give you easy access
>once that's done , the real fun starts
>you begin to rub her slit , your cold hands making her both moan and squirm simultaneously
>going another step , you send one of your fingers inside of her while muffling her moan with a kiss
>eventually you worked a second finger into her
>over time her moans devolved into ragged breaths
>you feel her vagina start to convulse , so you plunge your fingers in and out , deeper each time 
>after a minute of this her eyes flutter and she goes limp next to you, panting while trying to speak . But it only comes out in jumbled sighs


>after a while , she catches her breath 
>"that ... Was nice"
"Good for you"
>"oh that's it huh ? No sweet pillow talk or anything ?"
"Well I didn't ever get a turn"
>"oh yeah ... Well let's just fix that then"
>she begins un buckling your belt when the co pilot knocks on the door
>thank god you were both under the blanket
>"hey , I realize that it's probably a bit cold in there so I just thought you'd luck to know that there's extra blankets and such in that bin over there"
"Alrighty man , thanks for letting us know"
>"no trouble"
>she looks at you as the door shuts
>"so... You were saying ?"

FIN