I smile and sit there for a few minutes. "No why?" I reply. A few minutes later my phone goes off. "Would you be up for some fun later?" appears on my... screen. I know what that means. It's code for can I get some later. "Yea" I text him back. "Be ready when I get there." He replies. "Ok see you in a bit." I text back. I get up from the steps and walk in to the house. I take a shower and get dressed. I don't bother with makeup, cause I know I'll just sweat it off. After I dress I take my phone. . the sink..." RQB Roben-Hood ... RQB Roben-Hood?" Vee was on the radio."Colt Aviation FBO at RQB." Colt, PCXXX3." PC3, Colt. How can we help?" Colt, PC3 ... Potty, fuel, tie-down or hangar and a ride to Ferris." PC3, Colt. Umh ... we're kinda busy. Airshow." Colt, PC3. Goody! PC3 is Sukhoi 45 single seat. Can I show off?" PC3, Colt. There is a fifteen minute slot right now. How far out?" Too late, Colt. I'm here."The really small silver and red single seat low wing monoplane flew down the 27-9. Now, there are a suprising number of homosexual men and women in this town. yeah, my towns ruled by homophobes and racist, but just look how many gay people and minorities there are? irony, thy name is fort smith.anyway, no matter the fact that its mainly lesbian and bisexual women, i was able to find a guy who liked me, and his name was miguel. he was a great guy, cute, fun, sweet, and a really cool. so, we start talking and i find out he likes me. well, he says he does, but its hard not to. I never followed what airlines told me; only idiots did. Well, bitches too.When we boarded the plane I found out we would occupy the two seats on the twin-seat side of this MD-80. There were more passengers on board than I expected; there was probably another convention or tradeshow in New York."Do you want the aisle seat or the window seat?" I asked Jennifer.She was still glaring at me. "Aisle." Okay." I tossed my bag into the overhead rack above us and offered to put hers there. Jennifer.