Polly+Anna (+Lance+Dale) - by Polly+Anna (1401 words) Nice to meet you, welcome aboard. (1/24/2020)
Our story arc began 11/12/1993 the day after the youngest of us turned 18.
Friday - January 24, 2020
"Nice to meet you, and welcome aboard Island Air flight 50 to Ambergris Kaye." I said, "I'm Polly, your pilot on this journey. While it's just another workday for me, you fine folks are on your way to a tropical paradise. The beautiful island of San Pedro - 'Last night I dreamt of San Pedro.' Yup, it's the same one that Madonna sang about in 'Spanish Lullaby.' I just completed our airplane's preflight check before you boarded, so it's time to fire 'er up."
Looking at the engine monitors as I toggle the switch to engage the starter. The Ng - the speed of the compressor blades - is up and the ITT - gas temperature between stages - is up. Oil pressure... Alright, I thought, it's another good start to a great day.
Everything is a lot more relaxed here in the Caribbean. Elsewhere folks would absolutely get their panties all in a bunch if they heard me conversing with my passengers as we prepared to take off.
"Why yes I am 'that Polly,'" I said. "It's always a pleasure to meet a fan of my work."
I have actually been flying airplanes longer than I have been making pornographic videos. Mom's brother, Uncle Mike, taught me back in '91 when I was 16. And while Anna and I sold our first movie before I had a paying job as a pilot, flying is my profession, creating "home-made" porn is just a really enjoyable hobby of ours.
"Check, check," I say into the mike before switching the radio over to listen to the robot.
"Wind 300 at 5... Visibility 12... Clouds 7000, broken, 9000 overcast... Temperature 78... Dewpoint 19... Altimeter 29.92... Birds at or below 500 feet from the airport... Please take Runway 7... Hold short for instructions... Advise on initial contact you have Information Delta. Out..." Repeating in an endless loop, until it's updated and becomes Information Echo.
"Oh," I say answering a question. "I've made literally hundreds of videos with my lovers Anna, Lance and Dale. My three best friends from school, proving the institution's oft repeated slogan correct: "The friends you make at the New River Academy will be your friends forever." We've made videos with one of us masturbating on camera, and videos of Anna and I doing just about everything imaginable together.
I looked at my watch and said, "Let's get permission to move and be on our way."
"Good morning," I said into the microphone, "Goldson Clearance, Caravan X3-050 over at Island Air... Like to pick-up our IFR, we have Information Delta."
"Caravan number X3-050 is cleared to roll at Island Air, with Delta. A-A to Runway Seven... Profile radar vectors... Climb and maintain 2000... Departure frequency is 121.0... Squawk 4352..."
"Understood, Caravan 050 is cleared for Taxi on A-A to Runway Seven for a profile departure. Hold at 2000 feet... Box set at 4352... Comm 121.0..."
"We have made movies where one of us, Anna or I was having sex - any and all kinds of sex - with Lance or with Dale. Movies where both of them were having sex with one or the other of us... Movies where both Anna and I were having sex with one of them..."