took off for Japan overloaded. Stella and Carla sat close to one another, their vulvas & rectums just inches apart. "I pray that our Japanese pilot doesn't think too much about what our great grandfathers did in Tokyo during the war," Carla whispered in Greek even though she was faking it. "Is that Greek?" Stella whispered back, while her ******* got bigger from the ex-lesbian closeness she shared with Carla. "Yes, it's fake Greek that's all jibberish," Carla admitted. "That's odd," Stella noted. "What is?" Carla asked. "You spelled 𝘨𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩 with a J. That's the first time I've seen that," Stella replied, much to Carla's annoyance because the word can be spelled acceptably either way: with a J or a G.