1. The Last Flight Chapter 12


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    very hard to believe or trust anyone. You are the first in many long years.” I leaned over as far as I dare and put my arms around her neck to give her a little hug. She felt so warm and soft and, as I drew back, before releasing her, I looked into her beautiful deep brown eyes. Suddenly a strange urge flowed through me, an urge I could not resist and I moved my lips towards her and kissed her mouth her gently. Immediately, she responded, breathing deeply through her nose as our lips touched. She put her hand behind my head and pulled me to her, pressing her lips tightly against mine and her warm tongue began to explore the line of my teeth. I parted them, my own tongue meeting hers like a long lost lover. A surge of electricity passed through me like never before. I knew now we could not be parted. I closed my eyes and breathed in her essence, revelling in the sensations that the contact of our tongues was creating. My heart was still pounding but for a different reason now. Any doubts I may have had were gone and I knew that she felt the same. This was not a lustful kiss, this was soft and loving, a kiss that I never wanted to end but, end it must and I slowly pulled away, a thin gossamer thread of saliva linking us momentarily as our lips separated. I lay my head on the edge of the mattress and just gazed into her eyes. “What have you done to me, Karen?” she whispered, “No-one has ever made me feel the way you just did.” “I have no idea,” I replied quietly, “I have never ...
    felt this way before.” Jemima let her head dip forwards then she took a deep breath and said: “I am leaving tomorrow.” The words were like an arrow through my heart and I gasped audibly. “Tomorrow?! How? Are you well enough to travel?” “My insurance company is insisting I have to return to England to recover. I will be 'MedEvac'ed to London.” There was silence for a moment whilst I took in this bombshell. “Will I see you again?” I whispered. She raised her eyebrows to their fullest extent. “Karen, I nearly died coming here to find you. Do you think I would just let you go now?” “I hope not, Jemima, I truly do. Will you come to see me before you go?” “Of course I will, although...” She paused as if a thought had occurred to her. “We may not be alone so... ” she waited for a second, “I hope you understand, we are just friends.” I nodded. “I understand, don't worry but there is one thing.” She frowned. “What?” she asked. “How will I find you?” She laughed and the sound was like the tinkle of a waterfall. “Don't worry, I will find you when I am able,” and she squeezed my hand to emphasise the reassurance. Shortly afterwards, Françoise reappeared to return her to her room. “See you tomorrow,” she said simply and I nodded happily, unable to prevent the wide smile that appeared on my lips. Françoise returned a little later. “I just came to say goodnight, Karen. I am going home now,” she said, peering around the door-frame. “Oh, alright,” I replied, sudenly feeling sad that she was ...
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