I don't commonly travel with lube but I was going to Vegas and well as we all know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. So with some anticipation of fun times along with a weeklong of hard work I was going to be prepared for any situation. So I packed my bags threw in my lube and a few condoms and I was ready to go! Well I got to Vegas with no problems and I spent my week there and it was a lot of fun. On the return trip however is when things went a little bad. I am notorious for over packing. At that time I'd bought this fabulous luggage from Banana Republic. I'd bought a matching carryon bag and an overnight bag and they were really well made or so I thought. At any rate, I'd filled both bags up with as much of my stuff as possible. I always had this undeniable thought that I must be prepared for any situation. I mean i was going to be working most of the time that I was there but hell I didn't know what the nights would bring and if I needed my slut gear or my upscale dinner gear so of course I had to bring it all. Well you don't have to have a good imagination to figure out where this story is going. An over filled piece of luggage and an airport with careless baggage handlers is not a good combination. So picture it, I've just landed and I'm standing at the baggage carousel all unsuspecting and waiting for my luggage to come down without a care in the world or knowledge of what I'm about to experience. I of course know exactly what my luggage looks like because it's nice and new and very grey and recognizable. I'm standing there just waiting and waiting and then I began to get nervous. My counterparts that I was traveling with had already gotten their luggage and mine was nowhere to be found. I begin to wonder and as the carousel continues to spin with luggage and a black trash bag and not any of my luggage, curiosity kicks in. So I walk over to the black trash bag and pull it off… I open it up and it's half of the contents of my bag. I'm like what the hell is going on? I take the bag and shortly thereafter my grey banana republic bag comes up the ramp and down the carousel. I'm thinking to myself thank God I was going to have to go crazy on someone. So I go to grab m bag off the carousel and this is the funny part… Why am I telling this story? I have no Idea. So I pick up my bag and out flies everything in it onto the airport floor. The zipper on it had broken. At that very moment I'd regretted everything I'd packed in that bag. Here I am scrambling to gather up my things. I'm so embarrassed of course everything in my bag was dirty I'm thinking the one time in my life where I didn't want any help from anyone and of course everyone rushed to help me out. So the kicker was the lube. Of course it was going to be the lube right? It rolled out of my suitcase and half way across the floor and while I'm putting everything in my bag and people are handing me stuff I didn't really notice the lube. I could not believe that this was happing to me.. I'm sweating and hot with embarrassment. Finally, as I get most of my things contained and within close proximity to me I see the lube. Mind you I'm leaving out one small detail. I'd collected another smaller bottle of lube while I was in Vegas. It had jumped out of the bag as well. So as I'm reaching for it a pretty young lady picks it up before I do and hands it to me. She kind of gives a friendly smile and I in a muted under my breath voice say "thank you." And then after all of that there's the other bottle. Well by this time a young tall and handsome white man has picked it up and headed over to me. I'm on my knees kneeling over my suitcase and he walks up with a cocky smile and says "here ya go" I'm mesmerized at this point. I couldn't really focus on the rest of what he was saying to me but it seemed odd that he was making conversation over a bottle of lube. He has very attractive with long curly hair. Looking back on it either he was really nice or flirting either way I think I missed a golden opportunity to use my embarrassing moment to pick up a hot guy! Lesson learned.. I don't over pack my suitcase unless I'm going to be the only one handling it!
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