bastard1111 @bastard1111
The sun was setting over the horizon as I stood at the edge of the runway, my heels clicking against the asphalt. I had just finished my first flight as a new flight attendant and couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. The world was full of endless possibilities, and I knew that this job would take me to places I had never imagined before.
As I walked back into the terminal, I couldn't help but think about how different my life used to be just a few years ago. Growing up in a small town in the Midwest, I always felt like there was something missing - a sense of adventure and excitement that seemed to elude me. But after finishing high school, I decided to take a chance and move to the city, where I started working as a waitress at a local diner.
That's when everything changed for me. The tips were good, but it wasn't just about the money - it was about the attention and admiration from the men who came in every day. Some of them would flirt shamelessly with me, while others would try to grab my ass or squeeze my breasts whenever I walked by. At first, it made me uncomfortable, but eventually I started to enjoy the attention. And when a particularly handsome customer started making passes at me one night after his shift ended, I found myself going home with him for the night.
I went on to work in a few different clubs and bars around the city, where the tips were even better than they
