Quote of the Day - Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.
You've probably heard of the mile-high club. Heck, maybe you even have a commemorative pin. If you wait until the plane has reached maximum altitude, however, it's more like the six-mile high club, but let's not be picky here. It's a club, not a law-school exam.
Besides, there are some interesting tales of ah ... how should I put it ... the membership requirements to join.
And there are other ways you might want to avoid when you to try to join.
Take, for example, the facts in this indictment of Carl Warren Persing, of Lakewood, California, and Dawn Elizabeth Sewell, of Huntington Beach, California, who were on a cross-country flight and landed in hot water despite their hot time in the air. According to the affidavit detailing the Federal Bureau of Investigation's investigation, things were getting hot and heavy on the ground during the layover in Phoenix and then continued after takeoff.
But a heavy-handed FA-1 (that's FBI talk for Flight Attendant Number One) tried to put an end to it, and finally alerted the Captain, who alerted authorities on the receiving end of the flight (no pun intended). Mr. Persing and Ms. Sewell were flying on Southwest Airlines from LA to Raleigh, North Carolina, and allegedly tried to make a go of it in the cabin, which apparently offended other passengers. You can read the affidavit for the titillating details, but suffice it to say that FA-1 alleges that Mr. Persing's head was in Ms. Sewell's lap, and she was smiling.
FA-1 and the other passengers were not.
From what I can tell, the couple violated the most basic requirement for membership: discretion. The idea behind joining, apparently, is not to get caught, let alone indicted for the behavior. Perhaps there's a permanent ban from membership for the violators of these tenets. MIPTC will wait for a ruling from its readers. Beyond the exclusion, that indictment might turn into a one-year layover in the slammer. Perhaps they should have taken a flight on Virgin Shaglantic.
If you really want to join the club without running the risk of getting caught, here's one way to do it with the ultimate discretion: be the only passengers on the plane other than the pilot, who's locked on the forward flight deck.
Just a thought.