Sitting In My Trackie Bums!

<Kelly Ryan's POV (woman waiting for plane)>

''We're waiting for the plane. The anticipation is high. Will I have the window seat? Or will Rick? I'm going to put a fight for it, no matter what!'' The woman next to me says loudly, pretending to be on a documentary.
''I found out what anticipation and dramatic meant today!'' She tells me.
''Did you?'' I say in a monotone, hoping she will switch seats with the hottie sitting next to her.
My new husband Kyle is such a sex bomb.
Most people would say that bald, overweight and sweaty people are only meant for friendship. I say his bald patch is slightly thinning (it's not really a bald patch).
He's a real mans weight and I love running my hands over his sweaty patches. Ooer. He's like an animal in bed, a sleeping animal though. Just wait till he finds me in that tiger print thong next week.
My friend says women with major flab piles shouldn't be naked unless its dark but I reckon he likes it.
''I can't wait for tonight.'' I whisper seductively.
He grunts and continues reading 'Gardener's Weekly'.
''Im gonna be wearing a sexy nightie Kyle.'' I whisper again.
''Your just gonna get cold Kelly.''
''Not if you heat me up.'' I wink.
''I don't see why I should pay the whole electricity bill, its ridiculous!''
''No, heat me up in...other ways.''
He grunts again ''I'd rather just read my magazine.''
''What will happen when you get to the end of 'Gardener's weekly', Kyle?'' I ask, licking my lips.
''I'll read Gardeners Gazette and then go to sleep.''
''Not before we...you know.''
''No I don't know. I need my sleep.''
''Oh just have sex with me man!'' I shout.
The whole room stares.
''Why didn't you say so?!'' He says and we start kissing.

[Rachel's POV]
Whatever sex is, it must be fun. I want it. Right now.
''Why don't you just have sex with me man!'' I shout at Rick.
Everyone, including the man and woman, stare at us.
''Maybe not?'' He says.
''Why not!?'' I exclaim.
''Yeah why not Rick?!'' The woman next to me, Kelly I think her name is, shouts.
''How'd you know my name?!''
''Read your suitcase label.'' She says.
''I want sex Rick!'' I shout.
''Yeah, why doesn't she get it.''
''We did it last night.'' He whispers.
''No we didn't! I don't even know what sex is!'' I say, and forget to whisper.
''Shh! Yes remember when we...'' He says making a weird face.
''Eh, what? What?!''
''What?!'' Kelly shouts.
''Shh!''
''When we..'' He pokes his finger into a circle made by his thumb and finger.''
''Huh?
''When I put my pencil into your pencil sharpener!'' He shouts, and everybody looks.
''Thats not sex! Sex is when you ******************!'' Shout's Kelly.
''I thought that was called yoga...''
''You raped her!'' Kelly shouts.
''Eh?''I asked.
''She didn't realise it was sex!I'm calling the police!''
''Look Kelly. I have a shiny coin here for you. And you can buy some choccy's if you don't go to the police.'' He says.
''It wasn't rape. I liked it.'' I say.
''Do you know what rape actually means?''
''No.''
''I asked if we could do yoga.'' I say.
''Well then, I'm sorry Rick, but I'm keeping the coin!''
''Oh well, our flights being called. Lets just get out of here Rach.''