in the small
2,000-person town she had always since she was a child. Nothing exciting had
come into her life, and she hadn’t traveled anywhere. She couldn’t even think
about college because her parents were subsistence farmers. She knew she had to
get into a line of work that would expose her to the whole world so that she
could put her whole boring past out of her mind once and for all.
She couldn’t stand the tiredness and boredom of her existence in
that poor, tiny, ugly, shitty, and worthless town she had grown up in. It would
be something that would always haunt her, always stick with her in some way,
and always be a part of her. She couldn’t have anticipated the wildness and
energy of the sex she would have at 30,000 feet up in the sky though. She
couldn’t have anticipated the kind of sex she would have, the people she would
meet, the places she would go, and the fun she would have high above the earth.
This was a girl who had grown up in a poor home, without much
hope, but who had made it through high school with a lot of hard work and
effort, in order to make straight A’s. She didn’t want to live in that Podunk
town her whole life, and she knew her education was the path to her freedom.
She had always been bright and naturally gifted, and yet she didn’t even want
to take advantage of the scholarship to go to state college, a scholarship she
had gotten because she was valedictorian at her high school. Instead, she
wanted a job right away. She wanted to make money and buy things. She wanted to
meet with, and sleep with, interesting men. She couldn’t wait to get her hands
on some powerful older men because she was so sick of all the poor farm boys
growing up where she had.
Right when she graduated high school, she knew she wanted to be
a stewardess. There was something so exciting, so freeing about being up in the
air. If she could get paid to be up in the air, then why not do that with her
life? It beat a boring desk job where her main thrill would be an after-work
cocktail with the new office intern and a forgettable night afterward. She
wanted something more out of her life. She wanted to be able to travel, to meet
exotic and interesting men, to ignore convention and defy the ordinary, and to
feel something more – something that her friends back in the Podunk town where
she grew up in would never get to experience. She had seen enough pasture and
farmland for ten lifetimes, and she couldn’t stand the thought of having a
boring life. So, she had moved to the big city and got a job as a flight
attendant after high school. It was pretty easy, all in all, because the very
basic requirements of the job required just a high school diploma, a perky
attitude, and a sweet smile.
She met a lot of interesting people in the city that year. It
was a bit of a culture shock to her, though, never having left a 2,000-person
town and then taking a Greyhound bus to Chicago with the money she had saved up
as a waitress at the only diner in town, Piggy Sue’s. It was a restaurant that specialized
in pork products, because the owner had a farm with a lot of pigs on it, and he
saved money by slaughtering his own pigs and using them in the majority of the
dishes on the menu. She had served up more pork-based dishes than she cared to
remember to save up enough tips to go to Chicago on a Greyhound bus and move
into an apartment all her own. She would only be staying there for six months
because she only had enough money to stay there for six months. Lucky for her,
she set up the job in the last couple of months of her lease term. She was all
ready to get up into the air, earn a living, and meet even more interesting
people around the world. Every day since she had been in Chicago, she had
explored as much of the city as she was able. She could barely take it all in.
She tried to meet as many new interesting people as she could each day, and she
had many interesting one-night stands and relationships during those first