MILE-HIGH CLUB

S h e  finished touching up and reclined her seat back down to him and her lips glistened like pink ice in the glowy dimmed lights. "Will your mom like me..?" She looked up and whispered tenderly to his shoulder as she held on to the warm arm of his ADIDAS sweatshirt. Her glittering eyes were cool and desperate as he got high breathing in the smell of her fresh LANCOME lipstick. "Are you kidding me..?? 

 I don't even know if she will like me..!" He turned to her forehead and "shouted" from his lungs as he rests his hand on her soft satin bra and the cup of his hand was warm and comforting under their thick fleece blankets with empty paper bowls of Haagen-Dazs ice-cream stacked together on the seat tray in front of her. "C'mon babe..., you're wasting time." He pulled her attention back to the issue. "I promise.., you won't regret it." He let go of her now and laid on his back like he was feeling dejected but she chased up to him in the dark and curled up onto his ear and snuggled and kissed on his neck. It was so cozy being in the blankets as they pretended being in a warm tent, camping up-noth. His thick chest weaved satisfyingly as she laid her warm palm on his stomach inside of his "Drake" sweatshirt as they looked outside their thick oval window where the high galaxy was black-and-white in the clear night just off to the right from the Arctic Circle as the gigantic double Rolls-Royce jet turbines roared on their massive left wing and blazed through the night clouds at the ground speed of 1,100KM/Hr. He closed his eyes as he felt the softness of her fingers and his brief felt wet and cool of his own anticipation. A cabin crew suddenly appeared from behind and quietly swooped away the empty  ice-cream cups and the napkins and moved on along the dark aisle without looking at them with tiny green and golden lights twinkled like elegant stars along the ceiling of the cabin. "You owed me, ok? You can't just run!" He scolded her now in whisper that the wind from his warm hard breath fluttered her lashes and felt cool on her head like the breeze of the South China Sea they both cannot wait to see as they laid back in the cozy seats still holding onto each other. Thank God for the empty seat next to her they scored all three just to themselves and a skinny white guy behind them rolled like a log across the entire seats as he too had no “neighbours” with soft lights from the screen flashed bright-and-dim onto his dead face. "I never said "yes", she argued quietly now. "Oh yeah, well you never said "No!" He panted like angry goose as he yelled back. "So you still owe me. When again would we fly anywhere far on my birthday..?” He lamented as he fixed his body and pulled her closer to his chest as she fixed up her end of the blanket and smiled at him in the darkness as she kissed the black sharp stubble on his large square chin and he looked down and touched his lips with hers and brought his hand to her small chin and bit her lower lip just slightly and she parted them opened and so they kissed and his eyes rolled up as he tasted the fine vanilla ice-cream on her tongue. “Why is it so important?” She whispered to him. “Because you owe me for my present!” He whispered back. “Why here? Why now?” She said in her breath their noses almost touching. “Because...., I told you.!” He barked at her nose. “I forgot..” She said. “Because it’s my fantasyyy...” He whispered and confessed, and they shook their seats as they tried to control their laughter so it won’t disturb other passengers.

"What happened to us..?" She said as they laid on top of each other again in the quite night cabin of the BOENG 777- 300R that was orbiting the planet four miles below at the sonic speed. He hooked down his big head onto her shoulder and she supported it with her cheek that she could still smell his fresh Head & Shoulders that brought her flying wild and she was lost for a moment again already in a waterfall on a remote fantasy of tropical island. "Shit- that’s what.." He whispered as he looked at her with his full attention."But story short, you got knocked-up and your crazy Christian dad didn't want me and my stupid Muslim dad wanted to kill you- well, and me. He thought you were a “bad apple” you see..?" He told the story with such conviction as  the wind of his breath blew warmly into her eyes.  

"I was a damaged good.." She whispered up at him and smirked with a sad face.  

"You're   m  y   damaged good.." He said to her quietly and kissed her forehead soft and long. And Sungai is my bastard." He said. "Sung is not a bastard! I married you five months before he was born!" She shot air bullet at him. "Yeah, well,half-bastard- the"issue" here is that he was conceived before we were married. But I don't think my father think about it much anymore.." He said and snaked his long arm around her waist and pulled her body closer and tighter to his and her slander arm quietly made it's way under his sweatshirt again.

"That was all your fault!" She alleged. Her regret was tired on his hard shoulder but her long nails tantalized his senses as she played with his nipple deep inside the cozy Cathay Pacific’s blankets. "My fault??, it was your fault!" He fought back. "Why"? she gasped and blew hostile turbulence of air to his nose. "Because you were horny!" He scorned. And they cuddled in the dark again without saying a word.. Sungai has long passed out since the ice-cream snacks in the front row. His blue Yankee baseball hat humped against the window with his “legit” baby sister Mentari didn't want to sit in her own seat so she laid across the other two seats and securely fastened with her head rested on their nanny’s lap with her small red lips drooling opened. "Come on sayang..., you know we won't have much privacy once we arrive.." He kept begging, still whispering."If not I will get that new Mustang when we get back." And now threatened. "You are not getting that useless piece of metal." She shot back. "I don't care, it’s your money...!" He said and she can’t help but hiding her smile in his chest...

“Honey, what if we get caught?” She said, finally hinting at negotiation. “How can we get caught, there’s lock you know...!” He said, and craned his neck over the empty seat and looked back to the lavatory just several rows behind. “Everybody is dead asleep..”. He whispered.

“What if the stewardess told the pilot and they land and throw us out?” She argued in her breath. The young white guy behind them was dreaming in heaven now his snore was more like a gentle whiz it matched the supersonic sound of the giant engines outside. “Land where??” He’s losing patient and tapped on the screen in front of her for the “route map” and pointed out with his finger “There? No-vo-si-birs-kiye Ostrova”??? They’re Siberian Eskimos..., you really think their communist government would build them an airport..? She looked up at him looking fresher and rather convinced. “Please baby... It’s my special day you know...?” He said and looked at her with that sad puppy eyes still claiming for his birthday present.

“Do you remember the card you wrote me on our first anniversary...?” He said.

“Yes..” She said.

“What did you write?” He said.

“I like you because you’re wild...” She whispered and gave him her biggest smile and he smiled and brought his lips to hers again and they pecked like happy goldfishes. She took a very deep breath and let out the longest sigh. “Fine, but with one condition.” She hushed. “Anything for you baby.”He hushed back.“Swear to me now that this is the only and last time we’re doing it like this-- on a plane-ever!!” She whispered to his face hard in the glow of the night galaxy looking very serious but Mentari suddenly coughed in the front seat and she lurched to react but he stopped her fast as Melba their nanny comforted her into her arms anyway and she dozed back off.

“I swear...” He said.

“Honey you are fucking crazy..” She said quietly like she would change her mind as her face was blushing red. “Yes, and that’s why you love me and write that on my next birthday card.” He said softly and turned and looked back down the aisle again, and turned back around to get her ready. “OK, it’s “green”, I’m going in now and I will leave the door unlocked; wait five seconds and just come and push the door opened”, and as she was beginning to tremble he kissed her goodbye and took off and she realized it was too late now to call the whole deal off.  

Almost passing out, she took a long deep breath and counted to five, got up and dashed off toward the lavatory, pushed the folding door open like nobody’s business and slipped right in as he slammed it shut behind them, and the red light above on the outside now showed "OCCUPIED”!