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The Last Flight. Chapter 27
Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
the door my large, dark brown wardrobe stood against the wall. Under the window but to one side, so the mirror did not block the light, was my dressing table. The same plain, dark brown timber as my other furniture, made up of three drawers either side of a space where my stool was neatly placed and a tall mirror standing on top of it at the rear. I had a silver plate hair brush and hand mirror arranged neatly on a white cotton doily on one side of the mirror and a small, pretty porcelain dish on a matching doily which contained what little jewelery I possessed. I had always liked this room, it was my room, my own space, where I felt safe but now, as I looked around, it seemed different. Drab and dark, like the rest of this empty house. A haven from a perceived danger that no longer existed. I turned to Jemima. “I'm sorry,” I told her apologetically. “It is not much, not what you are used to...” I had seen her looking as though appraising its sparsity. “You really don't know me at all do you,” a statement rather than a question. “I am rich. I have more money than you can imagine but it means nothing.” I opened my mouth to protest but she continued. “When we crashed, all the money in the world could not have saved me but you did ! You may not be wealthy in money or possessions but you have something that I had misplaced long ago. You are rich in compassion, you care and after all you have been through you still care about what I think! I live in a big house in Maida Vale. My ...