1. Sisterhood of Sin -- 23 -- Bush Bound


    Date: 5/17/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: LastWife, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    an alpha bitch. That leaves me alone with Marta, and with my concern for what happened in the back of the plane on the previous leg of this journey into uncertainty. She seems to grasp that I need to talk to her. "Is there something on your mind, Ma'am?" "On the other plane... You seemed to know a lot about the reaction I had." "I took a few courses while I was in the service. Personal reasons, but they helped my career, too." "When I was in the back of the plane, I... it was disturbing." "Like guilt or..." It's difficult to get the words out, but I finally say, "Overly aggressive fantasy." She looks at me with surprise, then quickly tries to cover that up. "Oh? Victim revenge?" Hearing it put into such a succinct term is somewhat shocking. I nod. "Sadism?" Hearing that word scares the shit out of me. I nod again. "Unusual, but not harmful unless it persists. Masochism would be worse. I'm not qualified to counsel you, but I've been through... a lot. I'm here for you. I'll tell you if I think you're crossing any lines that alarm me. I can understand a wider range of reactions to stress than most people. You should try to get some real sleep this time." It's dawn when we land and I've had about an hour of sleep. As the plane rolls to a stop, I see the red and white maple leaf flag of Canada and discover that we've landed in Ottawa. Why Canada? Safety comes to mind. Nobody will look for us here. Celine also comes to mind. As usual, the small private jet taxis to a distant ...
    terminal, far from the main airline terminals. We deplane and our luggage is loaded onto a cart. A man in a customs uniform boards the plane, presumably to search it, although I'm sure it's just turning around to fly back to Margo's territory. The cart is pulled into the terminal by another man. He's in plain clothes, except for a jacket that indicates he is employed by the terminal service operator. We follow him and I discover Celine and another woman talking with a woman in a customs uniform. My joy at seeing Lini is dampened by the fact that I'm carrying a sack with absolutely no idea of its contents and I'm about to go through customs. We are herded into a room where we are supposed to be presenting passports and declaring anything we are supposed to declare. The customs agent points to me and says, "Please form a line behind Madame Blanc." She takes the sack from me, pulls the staples out, looks inside, and passes it to Lini. "Welcome home Mrs. Blanc. I understand you have ancestors from Quebec. I hope your stay will be pleasant." I recall Kyra's words, 'A sister will take it from you.' A sister in the customs service for when Kyra sends something special to Celine. "I trust you have nothing to declare?" My gun stayed with my trench coat and mask, in Bethany's care. "That's correct." The runaways pass through without problems next. No passports are shown. No ID's are checked. None of them are searched. Marta steps forward last and gives a card to the customs agent, who reads ...
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