To be truth, it was strange and a little obvious that something is up… at least to James, because the plane itself wasn't the private plane he thought it would be, because it was just big, like really big, the type of plane that cost triple of what's in that suitcase with them… just too big for 12 people.
And when he made his way up the steps and turned first to the cockpit, there was nothing strange, just pilots, whom he greeted and then turned to the other side to go and sit. But there was the surprise, and the answer why the plane was that big and spacious for 12 people…
No fucking way….
"Oh my god…" Arine spoke as his eyes just widened. "What is this, the freak out airline?" He laughed and truly it was.
In front of them were women… like nude women, some of them were in latex, but most of them were straight naked… and not just any women, their boobs were silicon ones, their whole bodies were just perfect like those models… luxury prostitutes.
