The flight from New York to Paris is caught in a severe storm that tosses the plane back and forth. A femalepassenger can’t take it anymore. She is sure the plane is going to plunge into the ocean. She stands up in the aisle and announces, “I don’t want to die but if I’m going to die, I want one last wish. I want someone, anyone, to finally make me feel like a woman. Is there anyone on this flight you can make me feel like a woman?”

A handsome young man in the back stands up and walks toward her. “I can make you feel like a woman,” he promises. She can’t believe her luck; he is young, tall, and gorgeous. She can barely contain herself as he approaches and slowly begins unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. She is fairly trembling as he removes his shirt and hands it to her as he whispers, “Here, iron this.”