1. The Last Flight. Chapter 26


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    The woman in the rearmost seat had her hand reaching out to me across the aisle and I pushed myself back against the cabin wall beside my seat as I stared in terror, moving my head silently from side to side and my lips contorted in a grotesque effort to form the word 'no' but no sound would come. I wanted to scream aloud but my throat seemed paralysed with fear and suddenly, Pamela was there, in front of me, grabbing me and holding me by the shoulders. “Karen, it's all right, it is your mind playing tricks! Close your eyes and breathe!” I did as I was told and took several deep breaths, slowing my heart again and pushing the fear away. When I opened my eyes again, to my concern, the woman was still there only now, she was standing beside Pamela, her face sad and her mascara in streaks down down her perfectly smooth cheeks. I gulped back the lump which had formed instantly in my throat, “Jemima, is it really you?” I whispered, allowing myself to relax back into my seat. She nodded and smiled a weak smile as Pamela Barnes released my arms and helped me to my feet, standing to one side to let me out into the aisle. I stepped quickly past her and threw my arms around this wonderful vision before me, this gorgeous woman whom I had not seen nor heard from since she left the hospital so many weeks before. Pamela allowed us to remain locked in each others arms whilst she opened the passenger door and waited whilst an airport handler placed a small step frame against the fuselage. ...
    We were careful not to let too much emotion show, we were 'only friends' after all, to anyone other than those who already knew differently and, whilst Pamela was a friend, she was also my Training Officer and I couldn't risk her suspecting anything that might be frowned upon. I stepped back and stood in front of Jemima, holding both her hands like a long lost friend. “I'm sorry I reacted so badly,” I told her. “I wasn't expecting to see you here and my mind took me back to the day of the crash. It is something I have to learn to control.” She released my hand and dabbed away the mascara from her cheeks, making herself as presentable as possible. “I know, I have been following your progress closely,” she smiled, “I didn't really understand just how sick you have been until now though.” “You have? How?” I asked her, more than a little surprised as I thought I had been pretty inconspicuous whilst in France. “Not now,” she whispered in a conspiratorial sort of way, “I will explain later but I will be staying nearby for a few days until you are settled... If you want me to, of course.” The last few words she added as though it were possible that I may not wish her to stay with me. “But, how... well, yes, of course I would. Thank you.” I stumbled over the sentence as so many questions were waiting for answers but I waited. There would be time for that later. The steps were now in place and Pamela returned to us. “I had better warn you, Karen, that there will be a small presence of ...
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