1. A Night in Nairobi


    Date: 10/10/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: ahgoudie, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    bathroom was immaculate, only some dampness in the towels bearing witness to the events of the previous evening. Still failing to come to terms with her sudden departure, a very subdued Mex took a long lukewarm shower. Towelling himself down, Mex walked unsurely back into the bedroom. Only then did he notice the note on her still crumpled pillow. He grabbed it, scrabbled around frantically for his reading spectacles, eventually snatching them up off the dressing table where he always left them. Her writing was model of clarity, dainty and neat, just as he expected it would be. “Dear Mex,” he read with difficulty, such was the shaking of his hands, “I am sure last night was only a dream. Thank’s for everything. I can now die a fulfilled and happy women. Adieu! Milly. P.S. I am off to Kampala on the six a.m. bus.” Mex saw that the dot over the “i” of Milly was a little heart. He never saw her again. Postscript Some eighteen months or so later Mex was sitting in his study at the Steading leafing idly through the Financial Times. A slightly blurred ...
    picture of a woman on the obituaries page caught his eye. She looked vaguely familiar. The caption below it read “Ms Millicent Warner Norris." With an unexpected sense of foreboding, he read on; “It is with deep regret that we have learned that Ms Millicent Warner Norris, a senior fund manager with Nomura Securities, was a passenger on the ill-fated flight TW 800 which crashed last week off Long Island, NY. Ms Norris was one of the outstanding analysts of her generation. Born in Guildford in April 1962, and educated at Cheltenham Ladies College and Girton College Cambridge, she gained an outstanding………” He could read no further as great tears welled up in his eyes and rolled down his face. He unsteadily replaced the paper on his desk, and held his bowed head in his shaking hands. He wept loudly and unashamedly. Great sobs wracked his body as he was completely submerged by grief and above all, horror at the gruesome manner of her death. “Why her, why her, it’s all so unfair,” he wailed, “it’s all just so bloody unfair.” By Alexander Hugh Goudie
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