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The Last Flight
Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
“Good morning, Karen.” I turned and saw the suave middle aged pilot approaching me, along with his co-pilot, strolling nonchalantly across the departure lounge. “Ah, good morning Captain Anderson,” I replied, flashing him my sweetest smile. “A beautiful morning.” “Yes, it is indeed,” he agreed. “Should be a good flight.” I had been a stewardess for six years and I loved every minute of it. Having been drafted to work in munitions factories throughout the war years it was like a new life. I was able to travel, and in style. I didn't get paid a great deal but at twenty-nine years old, single and carefree, it didn't matter. I was free! I had almost been refused the position at my interview. I looked okay. Five feet and ten inches tall, slim and not too bad looking I thought. Short dark, wavy hair, high cheek bones accentuating my large dark brown eyes but my long slender fingers ended in rather ragged nails and dry skin due to the ravishes of the munitions and chemicals I had spent so long working with. I was given a probationary period with the warning that if my hands didn't improve in that time I was out! I could never forget that first day in training school. I had arrived bright and early, dressed to kill. I had taken hours with my make-up and wore my very best clothes and when I looked in the mirror I was quite satisfied that I could do no more. When the other girls walked in I suddenly began to feel rather dowdy. They were all so beautiful and glamorous. We all greeted ...