1. The Last Flight. Chapter 15


    Date: 4/20/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    amusement, “We will help you.” Pascale knelt beside me and supported my leg whilst Dominique unfastened the buckle on the little strap and slipped the shoe carefully from my foot. She placed it just under my bed, out of the way then they repeated the action with my other leg. This time, as she slipped the shoe from my foot, Dominique paused for a moment and gazed at my foot, saying: “You have nice feet, Karen. Do you use anything on them?” “ Oh, erm,” I started, a little surprised at this unexpected compliment, “No, not really, just soap and water.” I had never really thought much about my feet. “Then you are fortunate. My feet are horrible. I have long bony toes,” she pouted and turned up her nose. She released my foot and placed the shoe next to the other under the bed. “Now then,” she continued as they both stood up, “Your jacket?” I slipped the red uniform jacket from my shoulders and handed it to her. She took it to the wardrobe and hung it carefully on a hanger inside. At the same time, Pascale retrieved my crutches from beside me. “You will need these whilst we take your skirt,” she said and passed them to me. With ...
    each of them either side, holding my arms, I pushed myself up onto the crutches and steadied myself whilst Pascale unfastened the waistband and lowered the zip then slowly slid the bright red fabric to the floor, slipping it from my legs as I raised each foot in turn. She took it directly to the wardrobe and hung it next to my jacket. Once again, with their help, I sat on the bed and then, after removing my scarf, began to unbutton my soft white satin blouse. There were three buttons at the back and Dominique helped me release them then drew the soft fabric over my head. “Would you like me to wash this?” she asked and suddenly, it occurred to me that I had no idea where my case with my fresh clothes was. “Oh!” I exclaimed, “My case! All my clothes are in it!” “Don't worry,” Pascale assured me, “I will ask Maman about it but we will wash the blouse anyway, it will soon dry and, besides, we have a robe for you and you can borrow one of Dominique's Night dresses. I think mine may be a little long on you.” I smiled as I looked up at her. “Yes,” I said, “I think you may be right.” “Bon. Now, your underwear...” To be Continued....
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