"Yes, Kamaria...no, yes I'm at the airport. Yes, Megan called me...yes, I guess so...no, is all good..." I told Kamaria that I was heading out to see Megan. She chuckled, and congratulate me for being flown out to see her. Turned out that the company charged a very expensive fee, for every out-of-the-country booking.

I was putting my boy toy feeling aside and puffed out my chest and head on to check-ins.

Fuck...I'm really fucking doing this. I'm whoring myself out internationally.

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