Hurricane Ida - The Nudist Resort

This the follow-up to 'Hurricane Ida - A New Beginning's which should be read first.
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Finally, it was Friday...our plane was leaving the White Plains Airport in two hours to go to Tampa, Florida. A cab would then take us to the resort.
I picked up Becky and we were on our way to the airport. We were both excited. Becky told me she didn't pack much clothes and laughed.
At the airport, we checked in and went through security. We now had to wait an hour for the plane.

We chatted and before we knew it, it was time to board the plane. On the plane I told Becky that I booked the resort reservations as husband