1. The Last Flight. Chapter 25


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    locked inside my head. At the door, I stopped with my foot on the bottom step. I felt an invisible and unwelcome force holding me back, like strong hands gripping my arms. I could see inside the cabin and the back of the rearmost seats. I took a breath and pushed forward but I couldn't move. “Karen, are you all right?” I heard Pamela's gentle words through the mist of confusion. I didn't answer her but nodded almost imperceptibly and, once again, pushed myself forwards, taking another step towards the forbidding doorway. The fear was building steadily and I clenched my teeth even tighter, pushing away the demons, telling myself there was nothing to be afraid of but my muscles were in the grip of some supreme force and it was taking all my strength just to breathe. I knew that my dad, Françoise and the doctor were watching my every movement and with the images of their encouragement echoing inside my head I took that final step through the door and into the small cabin. Once again I felt Pamela lightly touch my arm for encouragement. They were right, the images that plagued me previously did not reappear as the cabin was so different in appearance. It was brighter and just four seats either side of a central aisle and yet, I was terrified! There was no single thing that upset me but the terror was crushing my chest like a vice. My eyes stared wildly about and my jaw muscles were as tight as bow string. I kept repeating the words to myself, 'it's all right, it's all right' over ...
    and over but still my whole frame vibrated violently. Pamela silently took my case, prising the handle gently but firmly from my insane grip and placed it in the rack above my seat. I was barely aware of her guiding me to the rearmost seat opposite the door, of her taking my jacket and fastening my safety belt. My mind was engaged one hundred percent with fighting against the terror that was trying to destroy me. I jumped uncontrollably as Pamela closed the passenger door with a thump but dare not take my eyes from the rear of the seat in front. This was not going to beat me! I was strong, determined to live on! I flinched and gripped the armrests so tightly that I must have left marks on them as first one, and then the other engine burst into life and then, as the pilot released the brakes and the little plane began to move slowly off the apron towards the runway I could no longer control myself and let out a quiet moan. “Ohhh...” I felt a hand touch mine, rest on top of it and squeeze gently, reassuringly. Pamela should have been in her own seat but my eyes were still fixed manically on the rear of the seat in front of me and nothing at all was going to change that! The little Dove began it's take off run along the runway, its small Gypsy Queen engines droning at maximum throttle as it picked up speed. Outside, the airport flashed past the window but I was oblivious and gripped the arm rests ever more tightly until surely, something would break but nothing did and the hand ...
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