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The Last Flight. Chapter 17
Date: 6/20/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
welcome distraction. “Pretty good!” I smiled up at her. “Not as much pain as I expected so I think it must be healing nicely but now I have taken the weight off it, it is throbbing.” “Well, that is something then,” her face brightened as she spoke. “I shall tell Maman when she gets home.” “Do you have to?” I winced as I replied, “I am not supposed to be walking on it yet.” “I know!” she laughed, “That is why I will tell her, so she can check and make sure all is well.” “Oh, all right then,” I pouted playfully, “I know when I am beaten.” She squeezed my shoulder once more then turned away, saying, “I will get your coffee, I left it on the kitchen table.” As she turned I playfully took a swipe at her pert bottom but, as she was wearing those tight slacks again, it made a resounding slap! She stopped dead and turned to me, raising an eyebrow as she did, then smiled but in a way that I wasn't sure if there was something other than indignation. Still smiling she turned away again and disappeared through the doorway back into the house. We didn't eat until Françoise got home, about seven-thirty. Pascale said nothing about me trying to walk until after the delicious meal she and Dominique had prepared. Between them they cleared away the dishes and washed them then, when all was done, we prepared to retire to the living room for the remainder of the evening. I reached for my crutches and as I did so, Pascale suddenly spoke up. “Maman, before we move, could you check Karen's ...