1. The Last Flight. Chapter 25


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

    kept a firm grip upon mine, its thumb gently stroking. The cabin suddenly tilted as we lifted into the air and I jumped again as the undercarriage retracted with a thump. At last we were airborne and once we had reached cruising height I released my grip a little, allowing the blood to flow back into my fingertips. I tried to shut out everything around me and so, closed my eyes but, as soon as I did, the images of my last flight began to replay in my head, the vibrations, the engine fire. With my eyelids closed as tightly as a pressure cooker lid I told myself that all was well, tried my damnedest to cast out those images and convince myself they were just memories. It started to work and I began to relax a little. Not much but it was a start until, without warning, the little plane dropped suddenly! I screamed as I felt the plane dive, the pilots trying to extinguish the blazing engine and I screwed up my eyes waiting to die. “Karen! Karen! It's all right, Sweetheart, just an air pocket, a little turbulence!” Pamela's soothing but worried voice cut through the panic. I began to breathe again and realised that my fingers were again digging into the armrest. I took a deep, shaking breath, expanding my lungs and renewing my resolve only I couldn't stop the shaking. “Here, drink this, it will help,” I heard her gentle voice say and realised that the hand which was upon mine no longer was. I opened my eyes, still afraid to look anywhere but the back of the seat in front and ...
    saw Pamela's arm in its scarlet sleeve, her hand holding a glass of water. I took it, thanking her with a tremulous voice and gulped down the cool clear water. It tasted a little odd but it helped and I released the empty glass back into her hand. “Thank you,” I whispered gratefully but within minutes I began to feel tired, a little woozy even and I lay back and rested my head against the back of the seat. Suddenly, all my woes seemed insignificant, my muscles relaxed and and I was calm. Everything now seemed so far away, The sounds of the engines faded to a background accompaniment and my fears dissolved. For the first time I felt... well... nothing and it was wonderful. Gradually, my eyes closed and I drifted off into a strange, dreamless half-sleep where I was aware of the sounds around me but I felt calm though helpless and, more importantly, relaxed and without fear. In my dreamlike state I could hear voices nearby but I was too sleepy to understand what they were saying. In what seemed like no time but in reality was probably a couple of hours I felt the aircraft begin to descend. Suddenly I was alert! What was happening? I sat up try to be alert but my brain was still a little befuddled. Pamela had seen me move and was beside me instantly. “Hey now, don't worry, Karen. We are beginning the descent into Croydon. We will be down shortly and you will be home.” “What is wrong with me?” I slurred the words slightly as I didn't seem to have full control of my thoughts and ...
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