Blair Blouson, my fellow flight attendant, and I finally have a stopover in the same city. After getting ready for our next trip, we discuss our schedule, but get interrupted by a knock at the door. We weren't really expecting anyone. And, this is a classy hotel, so I didn't think anything bad could happen when I open the hotel room door. Next thing we know, we are tied up on the floor with rope, with gags in our mouths. Our flight attendant dresses ride up revealing our pantyhose legs and thighs underneath. Blair and I struggle around futilely trying to loosen the ropes, in an attempt to escape. She uses the heel of her high heel shoe to loosen the ropes around my knees, but doesn't make enough progress. Blair begins to freak out and hyperventilate as I try to calm her down. I'm sure we'll figure this out soon. We struggle around for a while longer without making any progress. The lesson I learned is not to open the door, unless I am certain that there is not someone with rope and a gag on the other side (you think I would have learned this lesson already!).
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