The Mile High Club “Fuck! Finally,” thought Jayden as he boarded his flight back home to London. He had been on a three-week trip to India… alone. It had been a long, tiring trip with an exceptional amount of traveling and little to no time to himself. He’d been craving this for five or six days now—just to be back home. With his wife. With his kids. With his family. He missed them so much. “Seat number, sir?” asked the a...