Emma is sitting on a turbulent plane. She's always been a v. nervous flyer. She really thinks that this could be her last moment. So naturally enough she starts telling the man sitting next to her
- quite a dishy American but she's too frightened to notice -all her innermost secrets. How she scans the backs of intellectual books & pretends she's read them. How she does her hair up like Princess Leia in her bedroom. How she's not sure if she has a G-spot & whether her boyfriend could find it anyway. How she feels like a fraud at work
- everyone uses the word 'operational' all the time but she hasn't a clue what it means. How the coffee at work is horrible. How she once threw a troublesome client file in the bin. If ever there was a bare soul it's hers. She survives the flight of course & the next morning the famous founding boss of the whole mega corporation she works for is coming for a look at the UK branch. As he walks around Emma looks up & realises... It's the man from the plane. What will he do with her secrets? He knows them all
- but she doesn't know a single one of his. Or...does she?