The plane finally began to level off, and we were told we could loosen our seatbelts.
“Are you and Mark going to go to the loo together?” Sam whispered in my ear. “You know, join the mile high club?”
I sent him a withering look, which had no effect on the wattage of his grin. If I thought I could get away with it, I would take Mark to the toilet and…
“Just wait till I tell your mother that you know about things like that,” Mark said.
Sam shrugged. “Mum and Dad probably did it on the flight to Gran Canaria.”
I tried to push away images of a heterosexual s*x act being performed in a confined place. My stomach was unsettled enough as it was.
Just then an announcement came over the loudspeaker telling us that the cabin staff would pass among us with headsets so we could listen to the in
