Let's Go To The Bahamas Pt. 1
Not your ordinary business trip.
“Excuse me, I’m sorry, my seat seems to be the window seat,” I say. You look up into my eyes and your mouth drops open. I smile at you and scoot over your legs to sit beside you. You look at me and say, “How did you…why are you here?” I say, “Well, you told me you didn’t want to go to this convention by yourself and I thought I’d tag along for kicks.” You say, “But how did you manage…” I laugh and say, “Friend of a friend...