Everyone wants to get it on at 30,000 feet. The problem is, the Mile High Club is an exclusive organization. Exclusive in the sense that it’s just not that easy to get freaky on an plane. In a post 9/11 world, your every move is scrutinized on a plane. Because of this, the road to the mile high club is much more rocky, it has many more potholes to go around. One wrong step and you’ll be in a small bricked room being questioned by the good cop and his best buddy, the bad cop. “No officer, I didn’t want to do anything to the plane, I wanted to do SOMEONE on the plane.”
Don’t sit next to her.To avoid any initial suspicions, you need to make sure that you and your love interest aren’t sitting right next to each other. It’ll look a lot less suspicious when you two head towards the back of the plane to the bathroom stall. Two seats in the same row missing looks fishy. Two random unoccupied seats gives off the impression that two passengers couldn’t stomach the crappy in flight meal. Do your best to create the smoke and mirrors you’ll need to get some mile high sex.
