"Gosh, It's cold!" Lizzie mentioned as she looked out a window on the small airplane.

Gordo stared blankly to the ceiling of the aircraft, too caught up in the fact he was about to feel Lizzie's body against his, to listen to her.

"Er, Gordo?"

"Yeah, Yeah, cold." He repeated Lizzie, his mind still half in a daydream.

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When the plane was high enough, the instructor told Lizzie to stand in front of Gordo, facing backward as the instructor stood behind Gordo and strapped a secure band around the three of them.

"Ready?"

They both gulped hard then replied with a soft, steady nod.

Before they knew it, they were free falling and Lizzie emitted a small scream but the air caught up in her throat. She scrunched her eyes tight shut but soon relaxed as she felt Gordo's arms purse around her waist.

"Wahoo!!" were the cries coming form the two teenage students as they fell lower to the ground.

The parachute was then released by the third man, which jerked them all backwards due to the giant kite catching the wind.

They landed on the ground with a loud bump and the instructor removed his belts etc.

Where as Lizzie and Gordo still lay on the mucky grass, as Lizzie had switched roles with Gordo so that she was now straddling him.

Giggles from other class students could be heard from behind them so they decided to make a rash decision to dwell in this situation a bit later…in private.

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