Like a woman

ON a Trans-Atlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse. when one wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it. Screaming, she stands up in front of the plane " I'm too young to die. I want my last minutes on earth to be memorable. I have had plenty of sex in my life, but no one has ever made me really feel like a woman. For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril, and they all stare, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane. Then, a man stands up in the rear of the plane." I can make you feel like a woman," he says. He's drop dead gorgeous. Tall, built, with flowing black hair and jet black eyes, he starts to slowly walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. No one moves. The woman is breathing heavily in anticipation as the strange man approaches. He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his chest as he reaches her, and extends the arm holding his shirt to the trembling woman, and whispers: " Here, iron this."