Luxury

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  • Dedicated to Barack Obama
                                        

We all walked up to the private jet Williams was talking about. It wasn't as big as a plane, but it still looked magnificent. "Oh," Williams added, "did I mention that this jet is luxury and you must never make the slightest stain on anything, or else...." "Sheesh," I exclaimed, a little annoyed, "This better be one luxury flying machine." Pauline gave me a look that told me to shut up. We all went up a few stairs that led to the entrance. After Williams gave what sounded like a secret knock at the door, I heard a lock click on the inside. Williams then opened the door and said, "Ladies first!" delightedly. Pauline let go of my hand. It was sweating. I wiped it off on my pants. "Wow!" I heard Pauline exclaim from the inside. I walked in. It. Was. Amazing. "Yeah. Wow," I said, astonished. It was like a limo, but a jet. Some seats were like a regular plane, some sideways like a limo. But there was one thing all of the seats had in common. They all were made with what looked like the softest white silk. And that's not even the best part. The seats were also all lined with gold. And there was a cooler between every two seats.

There were two doors in the back of the jet. "The right door leads to a full bathroom where one of you will take a shower, then the other. Behind the left door is the game room including a ping pong table, a pool table, and various arcade games. There's also a bin of tokens for those. And an Xbox console." "Cool," Pauline and I said at the same time. "So," Williams said, "Who's showering first?" Pauline and I looked at each other. "You can go first." I said to Pauline. "Alright. But first there's a couple people I want you two to meet." Williams notified as he walked into the cockpit and quickly came back with two men. Charles and the man I'd first saw came into the room. "This is Bill Charles. Call him Charles." Charles waved at us and smiled. "And this is Frank Middleton. "Hi," I said dryly and waved. Middleton nodded quickly at us. I guessed he was some kind of leader. He looked pretty official to me with his spotless uniform and badges, but just wasn't good at waking people up. They didn't let me sit on the white silk, so they led me to a brown leather lounge chair in the game room with an Xbox controller and so many games that they were impossible to count. The room was literally filled with games of all sorts.

Pauline was taking a really long in the shower. I guess that's just how girls are. Finally, Pauline came into the game room. I was relieved. I handed her the controller. "Ew!" She exclaimed, "You got it all sweaty!" I laughed. "It's you own fault for taking so long in there!" She giggled.

I went into the bathroom. It was a really nice place and smelled good too. It was also steamy from Pauline's shower. Just as I was getting undressed, Ralph popped out of the toilet. I screamed. "Why can't I have privacy in the bathroom?!" I groaned. "What do you want now? I'm trying to take a shower in here! In peace!" "Okay, okay, kid! Just wanted to see how you're doin'!" "I'm doing great. Now get out of here and come back when I'm not trying to take a shower, okay? I'm just not in the mood right now. I don't know what the heck I'm doing!" "Yeah, yeah, whatever," Ralph said, "I'll come back later." "Good." I said. And he left and I got to shower in peace.


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