Stikki Minaj

Hangar Banger Stikki Minaj

Just one night with a pilot... I should've been flying to Boston to deliver a package of a sensitive nature. Instead, my flight was delayed. They gave me a hotel voucher, so I got a hotel room. And I didn't sleep alone. I met a pilot. Those eyes...that smile...his wide shoulders...you know what happened. We spent one night together, and I smiled and waved goodbye the next day. I tried not to remember his dimples, the way my knees went weak when he kissed me, the heat of his tongue when he...ahem...during the one night we had together. One night, that was it. All I had were memories. Until I saw double lines on a pregnancy test two months later...