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Ok, so....FINALLY arrived back in the UK. But that is ahead of what I have to tell. One thing I didnt confess to one and all here is that I am aproximately 12 days overdue, in the feminine sence. With the extra security measures operating at the moment, its hard to get a business card on board a British aircraft. My company has also added the proviso that the flightdeck door remains locked at all times. (We used to be allowed out to use the toilet if really necessary) Not so any more. So, there I am, happily being 'pilot flying', while 'Sir' remained as 'pilot not flying' We had taken off and levelled out when I felt an all too familiar sensation between my legs. No, sorry guys, NOT horniness,(although after my experience in the hotel I was still as randy as ever.) but the unmistakable feeling of my period starting. Just as I was getting kind of excited that I might be pregnant too!So, two choices. One stay put, say nothing and make a mess, or two, tell 'Sir', only now, I couldnt nip back to the toilet! I decided that I better tell 'Sir'. (Fucking embarassing THAT was!!!) As with a lot of late middle aged men, he found it really embarassing, especially when I pointed out that not only was he going to have to fly for a short while, but that I would have to take care of things on the flightdeck. So a quick rummage in the case and I found what I was looking for. Now, I am one of those girls who finds tampons tricky on the first day or two. The only way I have found that works is lying flat on the floor with my feet in the air. So, there I was, knickers and tights down, flat on my back...(and holy shit is THAT an uncomfortable way of flying! I got SO nauseous!) I managed the deed, and had a change of underwear to hand too. (Sorry if this is a bit graphic boys) I cleaned up and got back into my place. There is a rule that if only one of the two pilots is available, the pilot flying has to go on oxygen. So there was the boss, oxygen mask clamped to his face, bright, and i mean BRIGHT red, and a visible hard on like a tent pole!For a full ten minutes after I got back in my seat he didnt say a word, he just sat there looking like Donald Duck!!! Eventually, he managed to grunt out 'You have control' and then he settled back and spent most of the sector looking out of the window with only the briefest scan of the instruments. We arrived back home and I began the descent. As usual, I handed over to him for the final 100feet. Nothing eventful, in fact, it was one of the smoothest landings this particular captain has done. Anyway, after the debrief I was about to head for my car when I found a note hastilly scribbled from him appologising for how he reacted to my predicament and hoping that I wouldnt report him for sexual harassment. (Never even occurred to me) And, yes boys, of course it got me hot to think of the old goat getting a stiffy. (what did you expect, this is ME after all!) So there I am in the car when I realise that neither he nor I had turned of the cockpit voice recorder,OR the cockpit surveilance system) so my explanation of my difficulties and the rustle of clothing together with plenty of "fuck it.... bloody thing.... etc etc" is there for the next crew to hear! I hope that no one checks the video too!I wonder how the CAA would react!

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