Cheers!
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The seats were smaller than I expected.
I situated myself into a coach seating and heard the stewardess say," Sergeant, please. Follow me to first class." Her eyes were bright and affixed on a military man a few rows ahead of me.
With a mischievous eye, I stood up and followed the sergeant. I came up close behind him and seeded a bullet into his backside, quickly grabbing his soul moments after his death. With a twist of my wrist I had my newest minion dragging his own corpse into the bathroom so that I could make a change of clothes.
"Thank you, military," I said as I slid into the bathroom behind the dragged sergeant.
As I closed the door behind me, Sharice warped her way upon the sink, her ass situated uncomfortably upon the bowl.
"Is this the best way, brother... owwww!" she shot up from the bowl of the sink, knocking me over against the sergeant.
"Well, it wasn't going so bad, until you so unpolitely interrupted," I said in a grunt. The sergeants soul looked at me, confused as of what he should do. His left leg was in the toilet bowl, and the other upon the sergeant's head.
"I apologize, but you never told me where we're going," Sharice said as she brushed her blouse straight, and eyed herself in the mirror.
"Just get us in the sky. And keep the pilots alive, please," I told her with half a smirk.
Sharice smirked herself for a moment, and then poofed from sight, off to deal with the pilots. I was sure seduction was her game as I undressed the sergeant and switched his clothes for my own.
"Going to be a long day, sergeant," I muttered as I released his soul.
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