Stormy passage

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 the
front of the plane. "I'm too young to die!" she wails. Then she
yells, "Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on Earth to be
memorable!
I've had plenty of sex in my life , but no one has ever made me
really feel like a woman!
Well, I've had it! Is there ANYONE on this plane
who can make me feel like a WOMAN??"

For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten
his/her own immediate 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.

The guy is gorgeous. Tall, built, with long, flowing black hair and
jet black eyes, he starts to walk slowly up the aisle,
slowly 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.
He then bends over to her and whispers:

"Here.... Iron this."