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Stories Told from Gate Number Eight: Part Two

Date: 12/12/2014, Categories: mF, Exh, Voy, Author: KinkyNick_Canada, Rating: 3, Source: reddit

STORIES TOLD FROM GATE NUMBER EIGHTPart Two, of Many More Tales to Come, by Nick Faraway............................................................................................................................................................................................................................4.November IssueMaggie looked at the cover of the November issue for the first time. At the bottom, scrolled in loopy, 60's-era font, it read:"Everything you need to know about the Mile-High Club!" Inside of a small bubble above the text was a flight attendant smiling over her shoulder, ass partially exposed to the camera.Maggie felt something tighten in her throat.Whores, the lot of them. She felt the acidic bitterness in her stomach begin to curdle....Whores in cheap costumes. She reached into the cardboard box for the last time, no longer worrying about the coverage her skirt was affording her ass. Then, Maggie slammed theHustlers down on the shelf hard, bending their spines by accident.Fuck, she thought, trying to bend the the magazines straight again.These God-damned... Maggie's thoughts were cut-off when she heard the sound of stifled giggles, coming from somewhere behind her. She whipped around, feeling her skirt settle against her hips as she turned, and saw a young man looking back at her. He wasgrinning."Excuse me", the young man said, reaching past her for one of the November issues Maggie'd just finished placing on her shelf. His eyes were a dark green, with an ... emerald gleam that seemed to pierce throughnormal vision. The two-piece suit he wore looked expensive, especially considering his age, but well wrinkled from frequent travel.When you work in an airport as long enough, Maggie told herself,you can tell how often a man travels by one glance of his suit. And he travels *very often.*As the young man's arm reached past her, Maggie noticed the silver, heavy-looking watch on his slender wrist. As he wrapped his hand around the November Issue, the young man glanced sideways at her, still grinning with one corner of his mouth... The eye contact was too much to bear...5.Jolt of Pure CuriosityHenry took the magazine, tucked it under his arm, then gave the older woman attending the store another fleeting smile, before turning to walk towards the snacks. He casually picked up two packs of M&Ms, then strolled toward the fridge full of bottled soda, trying to resist the temptation to look in the older woman's direction. Henry hadn't heard her heels clicking on the tile floor for a couple moments now, which had begun to seem odd; as far as he knew, she could sill be standing there,eyes shooting fierce daggers at him. But of course, he didn't make it to the fridge without stopping to glancing over his shoulder. The twist of his neck came impulsively, as if dictated by some jolt of pure curiosity.She was still standing in-front of the rack of magazines, only now, her hands were empty. She was,literally, just standing there. The impression was ...