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#92
23-11-2009, 12:05 PM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
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Dear Bro. Aveiro, The height requirement for an SIA pilot is about 1.65m. The height criteria is primarily to help the selection committee determine if the potential candidate is able to reach the rudders with feet and still be able to look over the flight control panel and observe what is outside. If the pilot can't multitask, you are in trouble dude, if you happen to be on his flight ;-) 
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#94
23-11-2009, 10:20 PM
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Many thanks for upping me. It is not so bad these days. In the 90s, these transvestites ruled as the Flight Crew Mannager in-charge of the entire department was also from their community. So they had the "balls" to give others a hard time.
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#95
25-11-2009, 12:18 AM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
Chapter 5 Part 2
We had some delicious Thai cuisine at a small restaurant near the hotel. After we finished dinner, the girls brought me to a sex toy shop. We went in and the shop sold all kinds of sex toys including vibrators of different sizes and colourful condoms that you would not imagine using. I was so embarrassed. After spending about half an hour in the shop, the girls continued walking further down. I just tagged along not knowing where they were going. After a few minutes, we arrived at this place. Initially I thought it was a cinema. Yes it was kind of a cinema, but this was no movie. It was a live sex show. The pictures of all performers were displayed outside. The girls paid for me and we all went it. I didn’t know what to expect but just followed them. Did I have a choice? No I didn’t. They paid for my ticket and it wasn’t cheap. I offered to pay them back but they insisted that this was their treat. We got a table and ordered some beers while waiting for the live show to commence. The crowd gradually started pouring in and by 10pm the place was full. It was a blessing that we came early or else we would not have got seats. The first show was by a blonde. She came in her bikini and started pole dancing. She started dancing sensually with the vertical pole, rubbing her private areas between her thighs against the pole. Watching her holding the pole and performing swift athletic moves such as climbs, spins, and body inversions gave me a good hard on. Moments later a well built guy came along and joined her. They gradually stated frenching. What a sight it was. Sarah and Jeslyn were so engrossed in all that was happening on stage that they did not even realise that I was looking at them. The couple on stage gradually began to be more adventurous. The guy removed the lacy bra of the woman and she had great 34C boobs. They were 100% firm although I could not tell if they were enhanced or natural. The woman while frenching the guy, started rubbing his crotch sensually. I just could not believe that I was watching such a show. We were about 15m from the stage. As the woman hung on the pole face down with her legs crossed and locked at the top end of the pole, the guy just ripped apart her bottom wear. He went near her and pulled out his long penis from his briefs. It must have been a good 8 to 9 inch penis. While hanging on the pole face down, she lifted her head and started giving the guy a blow job. Amazing what she did. Her body was like a spiral spring. Sarah and Jeslyn never moved an inch. They were not even drinking their beer. I did not know how to react. Just acted like everything was normal and continued watching. A few minutes later the guy just lifted the woman off the pole and she grabbed his legs for support while hanging on to his body while he used both his hands to hold her legs apart in the air and started licking her pussy. She was screaming in ecstasy and the folks at the show were getting wilder and kept cheering him. I was amazed at his endurance and strength. Her pussy was right in front of his face and he sunk his face into her worshiping the doors of her secret garden. Most of the locals kept giving him all the encouragement he needed and he just kept going at it nonstop while she was squirming and screaming in pleasure. It went on for a good 15 mins before she had her orgasm. Everyone clapped like someone had scored a goal!!! Thy guy turned his face to show us his satisfaction in achieving his mission. Her divine nectar was all over his face. Felt like he had dipped his face in a washbasin. What a sight? My semen was dripping and my junior was bursting to come out of my tight jeans. Excused myself to go to the toilet to re-adjust my little fellow. There was no way I could have sat there in peace. When I returned to my seat, the guy was already screwing her in the “doggie” position. She was moaning in ecstasy. He kept his faced turned to the audience and he gave her such long and deep thrusts every time he went in and out of her. He wanted the audience to see the depth of his penetration and so he made sure the head of his penis came to the edge of her vagina before he pushed it deep into her at every thrust he made. I wondered if he had any emotions and if he was having any pleasure in doing all that he did on stage and having more than a hundred people watching him and her. I for one could never be able to do it if people were watching me. Guess it took lots of practice to make every move perfect. What a job? Paid to have sex daily. He then turned her around and lifted her as she hopped on to his waist and crossed her legs around his waist. He held his penis and inserted it into her love hole. They were so good at it. Before you even knew what was going to happen, they were having their sacred union in another posture. This time she kept riding him and moaning loudly. Her screams could have been heard even if you were out of the hall. Not sure but am just assuming. They were just not shy at all.
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#98
25-11-2009, 10:46 PM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
Chapter 5 Part 3
Bloody guy could have gone on screwing her like there was no tomorrow. Wondered how he managed to keep himself from ejaculating as they had been making love for more than half an hour. There were no interruptions. My goodness! He went on and on until he lifted her again and placed her on stage this time to enter her in missionary position. She lifted her legs high up to rest them against his shoulders. This gave him full penetration and he kept banging her nonstop. Was he ever going to come? What is he made of? Well I have seen porno movies before but those were movies. They could have had short breaks and continued filming and we would not have had a clue. But this was a live show. There were no gimmicks. He just kept going at her. No breaks,no stops. Humping her all the way. I had no idea how many times she would have had an orgasm. It looked like he never cared. He was just humping her like a machine. After almost 10 to 15 mins of continuous humping, he pulled out his penis from her love hole and spurted his semen on her face. She took his vajra (penis) into her mouth and continued to suck it for a while and he moaned in ecstasy. Everyone clapped like another goal was scored. It was one hell of an experience and I had no idea how he lasted for almost 40 mins without a break. Although both Sarah and Jeslyn did not clap, but they must have enjoyed it as much as the rest. When the show was over, they smiled at me and asked me if I had ever been to a live sex show before. I told them that I have never been to one. Sarah told me that she was hoping that I had a good time. I thought in my mind that I would have an even better time if she could just open her mouth and take my rod into her mouth and blow and suck me till I come. My balls were aching terribly. I guess so much semen had come up and my load was just waiting to burst out. Of course I could not tell her what was in my mind. I was just hoping that one of them would invite me back to their room so that I could release my load. We headed back to our hotel which was a good 10 mins walk back. Both girls walked in front and I walked behind them. Am not sure if they wanted it but they never asked and I didn’t have the guts to utter a word. If it was just one of them with me, maybe, just MAYBE I would have stood a chance. But 2 of them? I didn’t think anything would happen that night. Both Sarah and Jeslyn were sharing rooms. Although they are each given a room, sometimes girls prefer to share rooms. If Sarah wanted it, she would not have dared to ask me to come over to her room as Jeslyn will be in her room. If Jeslyn wanted it, she would not have dared to say anything in front of Sarah as well. At the end of the day, I was the loser. I wanted at least one of them but I got none. My rod had swelled and my testicles had expanded. Went back to my room and used my hands to relieve myself. There was no way I could have slept peacefully without releasing my load. The flight back to Singapore was also a full flight the next day. Bloody hell, I had to work my ass out throughout the flight as that damm transvestite crew in-charge kept coming to my zone to observe me. Anyway I was glad that he did not ask me to come by his room that night. Touched down late in the night and headed home for a deserved rest.
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#99
26-11-2009, 01:32 PM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
Chapter 6
Six months passed and I was unable to bed any stewardesses. Had to be cautious as I was still under probation. If the airline terminated my services, I will have to repay a hugh sum back as I was still bonded by the company. Met many pretty and sexy stewardesses but never got the opportunity to bonk them. Well I was no Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt. So I could not expect to lay someone on every flight. I tried to remain pleasant, helpful and always willing to assist the girls when possible. One of my primary advantages was the fact that I had a good height and I was able to reach all the high compartments without any problems. This enabled me to assist the girls with the passengers’ baggage when these girls had problems lifting the bags to place them at the higher compartments. Although I could not score any “Goals” during that 6 months period, I improved my knowledge and skills on board and found flying a lot of fun gradually. If you master the skills of a flight crew, the pressure, stress and strain is a lot lesser when compared to someone who is new to the job. Well the “tyrants” of the flight departments were always there but there weren’t that many of them. These “tyrants” have no emotions or any humanity in them. They just take pride and pleasure in giving the junior crew a hard time. Maybe they just suffered so much in their bloody mother’s womb that they had a mission to give anyone and everyone they came into contact with, a hard time. So one has got to take it all in his/her stride and move on. In other words, you must be “thick skinned”, maybe as thick as the durian! Ignore and just do your job. Even if it is not your fault, just apologise. It works wonders as it will boost their ego when you “Kau Tau” to them. It will get you out of jail most of the time. Once a transvestite crew in-charge wanted to offload me in Copenhagen because my hair was slightly long. It wasn’t even touching my collar but the “faggot” insisted I cut my hair or I don’t get to fly back home. So I had to go to a salon in Copenhagen of all places and spend USD40 just to cut my bloody hair. The next day the “ass” smiled at me and told me I look nice. Maybe I should have just let him give me a “Blow Job” and he would have excused me? But I opted to spend the USD40 and just cut my hair instead of getting infected with “AIDS”. Well you never know! Into my seventh month of flying and I flew with this cute stewardesses. Her name was Lydia and she was only about 1.6m, small built, 32A cup and very fair. Lydia was a very reserved person. She never talked much. But she was always working diligently for long hours on board. She walked along the aisle ensuring every request from passengers were taken and the expected service was rendered to every passenger in our zone. What an asset she was to our team. As we were doing a long 18 day flight pattern, there were lots of opportunities to get to know everyone better. We landed in Zurich on the 3rd day after a day’s rest in the Maldives. We were to remain in Zurich for 4 days. Continental Breakfast was complimentary for all flight crew. 2 days passed and I hardly saw Lydia. I did not ask anyone about her and thought it would be best to call her and find out if she is doing fine. I called Lydia after my breakfast but she did not pick up her phone. So I went out with the rest of the crew for some sightseeing and shopping. We had lunch at a cafe in town and returned to the hotel at about 2pm. Again I called Lydia’s room and this time a sweet young voice answered. I asked Lydia if she was alright. She told me that the weather was not to her liking and she was also not too well. I asked Lydia if she had her lunch and she told me that she has some “instant noodles” with her. I offered to buy Lydia lunch and send it to her room but she refused. After all the persuasion, Lydia finally agreed to let me get her some lunch. Ran across the road and got her some rice with vegetables and roast chicken. Went straight up to her room to deliver her lunch. Knocked at her door and she immediately opened the door. Passed the lunch box to her and told her to call me if she needed anything. As I was about to leave, Lydia called me and asked me to come into her room. I told her that she should have her lunch as it was pass 2.30pm and that she must be hungry. I told her that she might not want to have her lunch if she has a guest in her room. Lydia told me not to be silly and to come into her room. She said she will fix me a nice cup of tea. Well I wasn’t expecting anything and I finally agreed to be her guest. TBC Part 2 of Chapter 6
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#101
29-11-2009, 01:50 AM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
Chapter 6 Part 2
I sat by the sofa near her reading table and told her to have her lunch quickly. I warned her that if she does not have her lunch, I will leave as I do not want to be the cause for her having her lunch so late. I also told her that I am in no hurry to have tea and so there wasn’t a need for her to fix me a cup of tea right away. Told her to have a lunch first and then take her time to make me a cup of tea. Lydia offered me a glass of water that I happily drank to quench my thirst. Lydia started to unpack her lunch box. The food was still hot and she liked it. The only problem was that the spoon and fork given was made of plastic. Lydia found it extremely difficult to cut the meat with these plastic spoon and fork. So I quickly jumped at the opportunity to assist. Asked her to hand me the spoon and fork and I used my “cutting skills” to good use and cut her meat into tiny portions so that she would not have any more problems. Within minutes, my job was done and I fed her some rice and meat. Lydia smiled embarrassingly and allowed me to feed her 2 spoons of rice, meat and vegetables. That was it! She took the cutlery back and told me that she will be able to manage it all by herself now. I smiled and just sat there watching her enjoy her meal. I realised that Lydia was too conscious of my observing her so I told her that I will watch TV and let her have some privacy. Lydia smiled and nodded. I continued to watch TV while Lydia had her lunch. After finishing her lunch, Lydia made me a cup of tea and sat beside me and we watched TV. It was a love story and we both liked the movie. Moments later Lydia got up to get a packet of tissue. I realised that she was wiping her eyes. I asked Lydia why she was crying and she didn’t reply. She looked at me and never uttered a word. I was surprised as they weren’t any emotional parts in the movie. Maybe something was bothering her. So I got up and made Lydia a cup of tea. Again I asked her why she was so emotional. I told her that maybe she will feel better if she speaks about her problems to me. Lydia then gradually began to open up a little and said that her parents were divorced and at times she wonders if couples could actually be in love. Wow! A difficult question and I did not think that I qualified to answer her question. I probed further and she told me that she has been staying with her mother since she was 15. She was the only child and meets up with her father whenever he visits Singapore. Her dad she said, lives in Malta. Lydia told me that she wished she had a complete family. She misses the good old days when her family stayed together under one roof and the quality time they spent together as a family, the outings they had and love and attention she got from both her mother and father. I asked her why her parents filed for a divorce and she told me that they no longer felt in love with each other anymore. The chemistry was gone. How sad! Lydia kept wiping her eyes. She got a little emotional. I put my arm around her and comforted her. I told her that marriage was always a risk. Some marriages work and some don’t. I told her that I understood how she felt and told her not to think too much about it. I said to her that she should look forward to her future and that I was positive that she will be just fine. Well my words of encouragement and support helped indeed, as Lydia looked at me and smiled. I asked her if she had a boyfriend and Lydia said that she was attached to someone but he was not from the airlines. I asked Lydia what were her plans and she told me that she would like to fly for a few years and save up some funds to start her own business. I applauded her positive attitude and told her to stay focused. I told her that at the end of the day, it was not all that bad as she had a boyfriend and at least she could seek comfort in him when she felt lonely or bored or needed someone to talk to. Lydia told me that her boyfriend is not what I thought he was. I was taken aback by her bold statement. I asked her what she meant. She told me that her boyfriend is so immature and that he behaves like a secondary school student at times. I still could not comprehend what Lydia was saying so I asked her if she also had problems with her relationship. Lydia told me that her boyfriend is not a listener. She can’t share her problems with him. He does not like to hear of her problems. She has been with him for 3 years and he has never comforted her when she wants emotional support. So I asked her what they do when they are together. Lydia was stunned by my question. She asked me what I meant. I told her that in a relationship, couples always talk about various issues like what they want to do in the future, their plans, share their problems etc. TBC
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#105
09-12-2009, 08:00 AM
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Re: Reminiscences of A Flight Crew
Uppppppppp this thread and camping for more. Tq.
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