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The Last Flight
Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
pushed out my breasts, such as they were, held out my hands, palms down and said, “Karen Farmer, Pamela.” I gave the broadest smile I possibly could. She stood expressionless and gazed at me. "Hmm,” she said. “A good effort but you have a lot to learn about make-up and presentation. That, of course, is why we are here.” The smile slipped very quickly away but I was not going to cave in at the first hurdle and I kept my face as expressionless as hers until she looked at my hands! “Oh dear, oh dear. This will simply just not do. Tut tut tut.” She shook her head and turned away as the extremities of my lips began to take a definite southwards turn and I looked down at my hands. Extremely disheartened, I allowed my hands to droop back to my sides but kept my back straight and chin up. Moments later she was in front of me again and this time, she had in her hands, a pair of white cotton gloves with little lace cuffs. She handed them to me and I took them without a word. “I cannot have my girls showing hands in such a terrible state,” she said, not angrily but not gently either. “I had been informed that you were coming so I had these gloves brought in. You will wear them at all times when on duty and in uniform. If I see you without them there will be no second chances. We have an image to maintain.” I looked up at her and... did I really see... the feint sign of a smile at the edges of her eyes? I allowed a smile to return to my lips as I said, softly, “Thank you, Pamela.” “You ...