Emma is sitting on a turbulent plane. Shes always been a v. nervous flyer. She really thinks that this could be her last moment. So, naturally enough, she starts telling the man sitting next to her - quite a dishy American, but shes too frightened to notice -all her innermost secrets. How she scans the backs of intellectual books and pretends shes read them. How she does her hair up like Princess Leia in her bedroom. How shes not sure if she has a G-spot, and whether her boyfriend could find it anyway. How she feels like a fraud at work - everyone uses the word operational all the time but she hasnt a due what it means. How the coffee at work is horrible. How she once threw a troublesome client file in the bin. If ever there was a bare soul, its hers. She survives the flight, of course, and the next morning the famous founding boss of the whole mega corporation she works for is coming for a look at the UK branch. As he walks around, Emma looks up and realises...Its the man from the plane. What will he do with her secrets? He knows them all - but she doesnt know a single one of his. Or...does she?