Mile High Club - B-25

Being a bit of a slut, I decided to write about my former lovers in no particular order. This story is about the North American Aviation B-25 Billy Mitchel. Oh, and fist-fucking. We were in our early 30s, the airplane was fifteen years older than that. It was written as an entry in a 1000 word short story contest.

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"Veni, vidi, vici," I came, I saw, I conquered. Pontus, forest fires, we do what we can. Now it was time to go home. In difference to our heavy fuel load, extra passengers and all of our gear being on board and a relatively short runway, George was easing the two Pratt