A Little Eye Candy

During our flight home from Dallas, Annie and Juliet were seated in the two seats closest to the window and Scott was seated across the aisle from them next to a 50-something American man. After some brief cordial chit-chat after boarding, Scott and his seat-mate, each began reading their respective magazines as we taxied down the runway. Scott noticed that his new friend was reading Time and thought to himself “great, maybe later in the flight, I can borrow his magazine if I need something to read.”

After a few minutes, Scott was deep into his Sports Weekly and noticed out of the corner of his eye, something that strongly resembled a female breast. Initially, he figured it was just a picture in Time. A minute later, however, when looking to the left side of his magazine, Scott realized that it was not in fact a Time magazine picture, but rather, a hard-core porno magazine slipped inside the middle of Time.

After the man fell asleep 30 minutes later, Scott figured that would be the end of viewing. However, at least twice later in the flight, the magazine made its way out again – apparently when it was “Time” for “little pick me up.” Needless, to say, Scott decided not to ask to borrow his pal’s reading material.