You happily agree... as you thank me. You grab your luggage you are carrying and begin to stow it above. My eyes taken your outreached body. The flowy green v-neck exposes just a little bit of your mid drift. My eyes soak in your soft subtle skin above your hips. As you push your luggage into the back of the overhead compartment I see your hips flex pushing the seams of your black jeans threatening the button in front of it to pop. Unbeknownst to you I am almost willing that button to pop. But as they are a comfortable pair of jeans for you they relax as you settled back down on your heels of your feet.

You turn to me and say "Thank you, Sir you don't know how much you have saved me. How could I ever repay your generosity?" And I say "There is no need. It would be silly for me to take these two seats when you are obviously in need. Besides I now consider myself the lucky one being able to sit next to such a fine lady. But if you truly want to repay me simply be yourself and be genuine and we will enjoy this flight together." The intensity of my eyes as I say this back to you catches your breath. You think to yourself "who talks like that?" and find your mind going a bit blank in the gaze. My eyes stare deeply back at you as you remember to respond. "But of course I will. It's the least I can do and ironically enough it's actually in line with the purpose of my trip." I respond back "oh? How so?" Again my days seem so intense and you find yourself unknowingly opening up so quickly to this stranger. And with a little bit of Glee you say "this trip is a little journey of self-discovery. And pushing my limits. After years of working so hard I'm truly going to experience life to the fullest."

You sit down as you hear the intercom Blair and the flight crew begins to demonstrate the safety procedures. I respond back " well I'm glad to have started your journey with such a kind gesture of humanity. I think it's a fine start to your journey and a good basis for you to build from." You let that soak in as your hands start to fumble with the seatbelt realizing that the clasp is different from the other class you have had on other flights. I see you struggling and lean over from my chair placing my hand firmly yet gently on your hip. The sudden touch feel strong yet sweet as I fully clasp your seat belt. And pull it tight. The belt now applying more pressure than my hand as I let my hand slide up and back into my own lap.

"Thank you." You softly say as if under your breath slightly stunned with how in place you truly feel sitting in your comfy first class chair.

At this point the stewards are demonstrating the oxygen mask and in your breathless state you try to make light of the situation and laugh towards me. Saying " I hope we never have to use one of these on this trip." And I laughed back with you. As the tension inside of you and around you brakes.

At the end of the safety demonstration you see me flag down the steward and hear me ask for their demonstration oxygen mask. The steward response of course Mr light and hands it over asking that I return it when I'm done.

I then turn to you and say though I wish that we never have to use this in the off chance that we do I would rather have you be prepared then fumbling at such a imperative moment.

I then take the oxygen mask and place it into your hand and ask that you put it on me. What seems like such a simple request is both odd as it has never happened before but you're hands are automatically reaching around my face. The string dangling from the yellow cup gently pulled around the back of my hair. Your fingertips notice the soft gentleness and you wonder if I use conditioner. With the mask placed on top my hand grabs your wrist lifting both the mask and your hand up over my face. I then take the mask and say "now it is my turn to protect you and this trip that you are about to go on."

I take the mask and with my other hand I grab the back of your neck my splayed fingers going up your hair and fully grabbing and pulling it tight into the palm of my hand. As you gently gas at the sudden change of feeling and the flutter in your heart again I quickly place the mask on top of your mouth. Your eyes gaz ed intently deeply into my own and for yet another moment you find yourself at a loss thinking who is this person. What journey have I just started?

You let out the breath of air that you've been holding within and you see your hot steaming breath fog up the plastic of the bag attached to the mask. I smile back at you and remove the mask releasing The firm grasp of my hand in your hair and say I feel much more comfortable putting my life in your hands now. Do you?"

You smile back at me and nod your head as you ask who I am.

At this point the plane is taxing out of the runway and as you hear the engine roar to life I say my name is Mr Light.

The engines pushing us back into the seat. The pressure and G-Force playing with your stomach. And yet you laugh a little on the inside realizing that the takeoff sensation of a plane was nothing compared to some of the sensations you just had with this Mr light. You're beginning your journey of self-discovery and strangely the universe has placed this man so ready to start changing your world. :)