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01.50. Honolulu: Flight TA312 will be ready to depart in 5 minutes time.

Sarah put on her best smile as she offered glasses of Champagne and caviar to the seated first class passengers. Returning to the galley to fetch a wine bottle, the interphone began to ring.

"This is chief flight attendant Sarah operating Exit 1 left".

"Sarah, this is Rachel operating Exit 3 right. I've got a passenger in my station who wishes to complain about a fellow passenger. I'm not sure how to handle this situation, so I'm asking for your assistance".

"Alright then, I'm heading over". Sarah hung up the interphone and made her way through the business class section before meeting the disgruntled passenger at Rachel's workstation.

"Ma'am, my name is Sarah Levine. I am the chief flight attendant aboard this flight, is there any problem onboard my airplane?".

The young wolf looked up at Sarah and pointed to the economy class cabin. "It's the rabbit sitting in the aisle seat. He stinks!".

"I apologise ma'am. If you wait here I will investigate the current situation". Sarah walked into the cabin and was greeted by many passengers with scrunched up faces.

Sarah took a whiff of the cabin and felt herself weaken in a matter of seconds. She held onto one of the seatbacks and did her best not to vomit in front of the passengers.

Walking back to the galley, she took a deep breath before making her way into ground zero. Sarah approached the offensive rabbit who was wearing a Hawaiian T-shirt and decided to make her first move.

"Excuse me sir, but can I please speak to you in private?".

The rabbit looked up at Sarah and shouted. "IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU WISH TO SAY, LET EVERYONE ON THIS PLANE KNOW!".

Sarah was unsure about what to do, but she knew the saying. 'The customer is always right'. "Sir, the passengers find your bodily odour offensive".

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?". Sarah is really starting to get pissed off, but for once, she will fully comply with his orders.

"I SAID YOU STINK!!!!". Sarah panted as an eerie of silence fell across the whole plane. The only sound heard was the whirring of the air conditioners. Shortly afterwards, a passenger started to clap, which resulted as a round of applause through the entire cabin.

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Joe looked at the clock on his dashboard. "1.50 am. We should be leaving soon". He said.

The interphone began to ring and Gwen picked it up. "Flight deck. This is first officer Gwen Miles speaking".

"Hi Gwen, this is Sarah operating exit 1 left. As the chief flight attendant, we are in need of an air marshal to escort an unstable passenger off the plane.....".

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Janice locked the door of her apartment and proceeded to take off her uniform for a shower. She took off her scarf and laid it on the table, slipping out of her thong and one-piece uniform. When she walked to the bathroom, she noticed that she had left her computer on before leaving for Beijing 4 days ago. There was a video 20 minutes long with someone she was very familiar with up on the screen. Janice clicked the play button and began to watch what was unfolding on the screen.

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"Janice, are you sure about this?. You know I don't want to hurt you". Janice pushed the muscular golden retriever back onto her bed.

"Shut up!. We agreed to take our relationship step further". She said.

Janice was wearing nothing but her bra and panties as she proceeded to unbutton the male dog's shirt. "Brian, do you love me?". Janice proceeded to kiss his lips.

"Yes, I do". Replied Brian. He undid her bra and revealed her D sized breasts.

He slid off Janice's panties, as she unzipped his trousers and removed them. Janice grabbed his member and proceeded to position it to the entrance of her love hole. Janice slowly engulfed his penis and proceeded to moan as she moved up and down his 10 inch stick. Droplets of blood began to drip onto Brian's cock as he ripped apart her hymen, taking away her virginity and innocence.

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Janice was still watching the video, and was completely aroused by the sex tape she took when she was 18. Janice stuck 3 fingers up her vagina and proceeded to finger herself, moving them in and out, stretching her canal. Her fingers moved faster as she saw herself riding him like there was no tomorrow. Janice started whimpering, as she got lost in her own world, and voices started to sound in her head.

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'Brian is running a bit late due to traffic he should be here any moment'.

'Just a moment I need to answer the phone'.

'Hello?. Who is this?. My god!. Are you sure?. Thank you'.

'Janice, the police just called. Brian was in an accident. He's in the hospital'.

'I'm sorry Miss Cooper, Brian is in a coma. His brain has been severely damaged in the crash. He will never wake up again. As a doctor, I'm doing my best but I'm telling you, you have to hold on'.

'Clear!. We're losing him!'. 'Increase the defibrillator!. Clear!'. 'That's not enough Clear!'. 'One last shot COME ON!!!!. CLEAR!'. 'Time of death, 6:14pm. I'll issue the death certificate'. 'Miss Cooper, I'm very sorry but there was nothing we could do'.

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Janice gasped as her eyes sprung wide open. On the screen, she and Brian were panting as cum dripped from her pussy. They embraced each other. Brian reaching over and stopping the tape, thus ending the recording of the video.

Janice burst into tears, she had gotten over the loss of her lover years ago but having memories flood back was too much for her.

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02.05. Honolulu:

"Honolulu Tower. Tangara 312 at runway 08 right, ready for departure".

"Tangara 312, winds 084 at 3 knots, cleared for take-off".

"Winds 084 at 3 knots Tangara 312". Joe smiled at Gwen and asked. "Ready Gwen?. We're going home". Gwen winked at Joe as she advanced the throttles to turn the plane onto the runway.

Gwen aimed the aircraft at the runway centre-line until she was dead centre of the long strip ahead.

"Take-off power!". Gwen pushed the throttle forward until it reached the Flex position. The 4 CFM engines screamed as they came to life, shaking the entire plane as it hurtled down the runway. Joe was monitoring the speed of the plane as it reached 148 km/h.

"80 knots!". Shouted Joe over the loud engines. The plane continued to accelerate to 140 knots (260 km/h). If they were to abort the take-off the plane would overrun the remaining length of the runway. "V1". Shouted Joe.

The plane finally reaches 150 knots (278 km/h). "Rotate!". Upon hearing Joe's command. Gwen gently pulled back the joystick and the nose of the plane rose above the ground. The 2 pilots felt themselves increase in weight as the plane lifted them above the earth.

"Positive rate, gear up". Gwen nods to Joe as he pulls the landing gear lever. A hydraulic hum is heard throughout the plane as the hinges pull the spinning rubber tires into the lower compartments of the plane. It's now 6 seconds after lift-off and the plane has reached a height of 1000 feet.

At this point, Honolulu Tower hands them off to departure control. "Tangara 312 contact departure good bye!".

"Contact departure Tangara 312, see ya!". Replied Joe.

Tuning the departure frequency onto his radio he called his next point of contact.....