By the time the van left for the hotel it carried at least ten if not fifteen people more than it was allowed to carry and Molly felt her comfort zone was being severely invaded with a rather busty black-haired woman she felt she had seen somewhere before pressing up against her left side and a petite teenager, with cat ears none the less, who was trying to make herself as invisible and small as possible on her right. In front of her, and far too close for comfort, was the airline hostess she had bumped into. They were both standing close enough for Molly to feel the seemingly still cheerful woman's breasts bump against her own as the van turned, just as she could feel the same from the busty woman on her left with each turn the van made.<br/><br/>Not having had much of a chance to take a good look at the airline hostess before when they had crashed into each other Molly took a deep breath and let her eyes drop as discreetly as she could and not that there was really any room to get a good look now either she did notice that the airline hostess had lost a button in her white blouse that allowed a partial glimpse inside. She then looked up at her face and at least tried to smile.<br/>"Cozy isn't the word I would use," Molly muttered and introduced herself.<br/><br/>The cheerful woman was right though. The circumstances could have been much better for a first meeting, and if Molly was honest such a meeting, had it taken place in a hotel bar might have ended with an attempt from her at flirting with the cute woman who had such soft-looking lips. For some reason or other Molly had always been a sucker for women in uniform.