Stories annamagique

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The Last Flight Chapter 18

Pascale tells Karen her secret.

I had no idea how to respond to this revelation. I had slapped her playfully and it never entered my head that it could be anything but that. “I shouldn't have said anything.” Pascale lowered her eyes to the floor. "Oh, no, Sweetheart, of course you should. I'm sorry, it was just a surprise, that's all.” “You are not angry with me?” she asked, looking at me with relief in her eyes. ...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 17

Karen tries to stand on her own two feet

The first few days with Françoise and her family, though they looked after me as though I was one of their own, were difficult to say the least. My father had returned to his farm and the lack of sleep was making me very short tempered indeed. I found myself beginning to snap at the girls and then apologising to them, knowing that they were doing their utmost to help me through this...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 16

Karen confides in Francoise

I suddenly became incredibly self concious. These two young women, whilst absolutely gorgeous, were like, maybe, sisters to me. Although I had made advances on their mother I just didn't have the same feelings for them at all. It just didn't feel right and I felt very uncomfortable. “Erm, no, it's fine,” I spoke slowly, “ I can do that myself. Thank you, though.” Dominique and...Read On

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It Cost a Coffee

One woman, strong black coffee and...

It had been a long, difficult day for the smartly dressed woman who stepped into her favourite coffee shop on the way home. As always, she used caffeine to unwind and she waited patiently in the queue at the counter waiting for her turn to be served. At last, although no more than a few minutes, the Barrista looked at her. “Good evening,” he smiled, recognising her instantly, “Black eye?” ...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 15

Karen finds a few moments of peace.

“Françoise! What on earth? I mean...” I was so astounded to see her there that my jaw literally fell open. “What do you mean, 'with us'?” She smiled broadly as she replied. “Your f..., she paused, glancing sideways at the director, “Monsieur Farmer,” she quickly corrected herself, “telephoned me yesterday afternoon and explained what had happened. Although it is short notice I have...Read On

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Laura

A chance encounter in a coffee shop leads an strange encounter

Author's note: To fully understand this story I recommend you first read 'The Red Dress'.  Sunday and I am working. Still, it could be worse. I have had a few days off and the weather is glorious. It is eight thirty in the morning, the sun is up and warm and I have a few minutes to spare, so a cup of coffee is what I need. Get the system started so to speak. On the station is a...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 14

Karen boards her flight home.

“Karen?” Pamela tugged gently at my arm. “Are you alright?” I didn't answer. My jaw was clamped tightly closed and all my muscles were tensed, rigid. I stared at the figure of the beautiful woman hanging in the belt of seat 25, her long, shining black hair hanging down to the cabin floor. “Jemima...” I whispered, the fear once again clawing at my insides. All the seats were...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 13

Karen prepares to go home

After Doctor Harlow left me alone, reassuring me that he would come back at any time I needed him, I lay still, looking up at the ceiling. My dream was going round and around in my head. Each time my eyes began to close I forced them open. I didn't want to sleep and have these nightmares, Every one felt worse than the one before and the fear or the confusion I felt inside just scared me...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 12

Dreams? Nightmares? Fear!

My father stayed for just two hours. Not because he didn't want to stay, he did, very much but there was so much happening that it just was not possible to talk together for more than a few minutes. Before he left he held me tightly and a few more tears were shed between us. He told me he would stay a couple of days in a hotel in the town but he could not leave the farm for too long and...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 11

Another nightmare?

The sound of my scream brought nurses running from whatever they were doing. I was staring at the door, terrified of who I could see. Two of the nurses came to my side, speaking gently, trying to calm me but I couldn't understand them. I was shaking and whispering to myself. “It's a dream, it's a dream,” over and over. Françoise appeared beside me. “Karen,” she pleaded, “What...Read On

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The Red Dress

After a visit to a forties weekend, a married woman gets a big surprise.

Back in the spring, my husband and I went to visit a 1940’s Weekend. There were many people there dressed in the fashions and uniforms of the 1940’s. There were vehicles and stalls and it really was a wonderful weekend. An escape from the humdrum repetitiveness of my daily life. As I walked, arm in arm with my husband, Philip, I took in the sights, sounds and even tastes of the Forties....Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 10

Who upsets Karen?

After Françoise left, I lay back and relaxed thinking about the past, the future, everything. Having such an in depth conversation with Jemima had made me realise how uncertain life is. “Hey Kiddo!” I almost jumped out of my skin at the sudden and unexpectedly cheerful greeting. “How ya doin'?” “Doctor Harlow! You scared me half to death!” I admonished the suave middle aged man...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 9

Karen receives a shock

Very quickly but with great care, the two nurses lifted me gently into the wheel chair, guiding my leg and ensuring it was properly supported. “What is it?” I demanded, “Is she... has she...?” They didn't answered but busied themselves with getting me comfortable and then, when they were satisfied, wheeled me rapidly from my side ward and out into the main corridor. A few minutes...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 8

Another visitor!

“She is out of theatre now, about an hour ago. “Françoise paused and I waited, once again holding my breath. “She was very lucky. Docteur Rousseau worked through the night and I am told that he almost lost her.” “She was so sick?” I asked, aghast. “Yes. I think, in the accident, she had been severely damaged inside and coming to find you caused further injury and the existing damage...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 7

Bad dreams and bitter memories!

Suddenly I felt a deep sense of longing and relief at the same time. I looked at Françoise and saw a far away look in her eyes. She was looking at me, at my sex but not seeming to be aware of what she was doing to me. Her thumb, gently stroking my pelvis was getting nearer to my groin and the loose leg of my knickers. I felt my face flush, not with embarrassment but with excitement and desire....Read On

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Catastrophe

A dark, wet night and a seemingly deserted farmhouse...

Autumn. Wet, windy and dirty. At least, that is how I see it. Leaves falling from the trees clutter up the drains and footpaths and look so untidy. It was a horrible, wet Autumn night that I was driving home from work in the early hours one Tuesday morning at the end of October. My route takes me across wild moorland roads and the rain was pouring down with a strong wind making the...Read On

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My Aunt Chapter 3

Victoria is left to her own devices before a dinner party and an unfortunate mishap

True to her word, Aunt Helen allowed me to be alone for the rest of the afternoon. She had said that dinner would be served at six-thirty prompt, in the dining room but until then I was free to do as I pleased. I could rest or use the time to explore the house and grounds. She 'advised' most strongly, however, not to venture into the main part of the house. The soldiers there were...Read On

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My Aunt. Chapter2

Victoria settles into her new home

The maid led me up the broad staircase and along an ornate, timber panelled landing until we reached a large oak door with a very heavy looking black iron handle. She opened the door and stood back to allow me inside. "This is your room, Miss Victoria," she said. I stepped inside and stopped dead in my tracks. The room was huge. There were two large windows in the opposite wall, the...Read On

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My Aunt. Chapter 1

May 1915. An orphaned Socialite is introduced to adulthood by her 'rich aunt'.

May 1915. I had been orphaned at the age of eighteen after my parents drowned when the Lusitania was torpedoed off the Irish coast. I had been at boarding school and due to their untimely deaths I was unable to stay there until such time as their finances were put in order. The headmistress had called me into her office and broken the news to me as gently as she could. She...Read On

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Their first time

An argument, a walk on the beach, a chance encounter. It became... their first time.

"Damn you!" I shouted, "You are not going to spoil this holiday for me just because you cannot do what you want to!" I grabbed my cardigan and handbag and stormed out, slamming the front door behind me. I'd had enough of him for one morning. My husband, Philip had health problems which meant that sometimes he did not have the strength to walk far due to his extreme fatigue and difficulty...Read On

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Coedwig Revealed

Anna finds the answer to her question.

I walked slowly back through the fields, wondering what the farmer's wife had meant: "Coedwig doesn't reveal herself without getting something in return." The words churned round and round in my head. Coedwig had asked for nothing. She even said I have nothing to fear. I didn't fear her but who was she? Why did she instil such fear into the farmer's wife? It seemed like no time at...Read On

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Coedwig

A walk in the country and a chance encounter. Strange? oh yes.

Snowdonia. A truly magnificent part of Wales. Rugged peaks and deep valleys. Babbling brooks and roaring waterfalls. Green and grey, all at the same time. Whether washed by the pure rain, buried under feet of snow or drenched in glorious sunshine, this land of princes and castles, myths, legends and history dating back to the dawn of time, is simply breathtaking! My husband and I often...Read On

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A Joint Adventure

A painful wrist leads to an interesting encounter

Last December, my husband and I enjoyed our usual Christmas break in Bavaria. I adore it there. Christmas is celebrated the way it should be. There is a air of joy, and Munich, although very busy, is just a very pleasant place to relax and enjoy the festivities. On our return, a Sunday, I had one day to relax before attending a hospital appointment for a consultation with a...Read On

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Czech the Mileage

Anna needs a new car but can she afford it?

Recently, Our BMW failed it's MoT test. It was nothing serious but it made us realise that old cars don't run forever. It was over fifteen years old and starting to show it's age. We had bought it whilst my husband was still able to work and had more money and now we couldn't afford to replace it with a new one. I still earn a good wage but not that much so we decided it was time to...Read On

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The Punishment

A pretty young slave is punished for her attitude

Well, Lady. You have been somewhat moody with me lately and that is really not what I would expect from my favourite slave! As it is a nice, warm, evening I am going to wait until it gets dark and take you outside for your punishment. Into the woods, I think. I know just the place where we will not be disturbed and no-one will hear you, so come on, Lady, hurry up or I will smack that...Read On

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What's in Store

Returning a faulty toy to the store could never be fun.......could it?

I bought a present for my niece’s birthday last week but when we gave it to her, it didn't work properly, so today... I took it back. The young lady on the customer service desk was about 22 and a really bubbly girl. So friendly, and I noticed, very pretty, with medium length blonde hair, lovely blue eyes, and a smile that would warm the coldest of hearts. She was dressed in the store...Read On

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Run to the West Pt.3

Do Erika and Elsa escape or are they caught?

Erika Hoffmann spent the next day, Sunday, alone as Elsa was scheduled to work so she busied herself with cleaning and tidying her apartment. After she had gone she didn't want anyone saying she was dirty and untidy. She would probably never see Eisenach again but that didn't matter. Besides, she didn't want to stop and think about what may happen on Thursday. She would worry about that enough...Read On

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Run to the West Pt2

Erika and Elsa find they are in love and plan their escape

Erika Hoffmann closed her arms even more tightly around her friend, her lover, and let the last vestiges of her orgasm slowly dissipate. So much emotion flooded through her, so much understanding of why she was still single and why Elsa Schröder was her only friend. Now she knew this moment had been destined from the start, maybe even why Helmut had been taken from her so cruelly. She...Read On

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Run to the West Pt. 1

Two friends on the wrong side of the fence become inseperable.

Erika Hoffmann was afraid as she walked through the dark, rain soaked streets of Eisenach, a small town just inside the border of East Germany. She should not have been out at this hour, ninety minutes after the curfew of ten o’clock which had been imposed in January. The soviet rulers had been worried about people attempting to escape to the west and if she was caught by the Stasi who...Read On

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Belinda

Two women meet for the first time and become more than just friends

It was a beautiful, hot summer afternoon, just after midday as I strolled through the trees. The sunlight fell though the branches in beams, shimmering through the leaves as they moved gently in the light breeze. Beneath my feet the dead twigs cracked and rustled as I walked, deep in thought. I should have been happy but even though the sun was bright and warming, and the birds twittered...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 6

Who has come for Karen?

“I had to see you. I couldn't bear to think of you being here alone.” Jemima came and sat on the chair beside my bed, wincing with pain as she lowered herself into it and breathed out a sigh of relief as she leaned back and relaxed. “Are you all right?” I asked her, “Are you sure you should have come here?” “Not really,” she replied, holding her abdomen and closing her eyes. There...Read On

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ALi(CE)

Happy Birthday, Anna?

“Good morning, Anna.” Her voice seemed inside my head as I gently awoke from a dreamless sleep. It seemed ethereal and yet it was real. “Good morning, Alice.” I replied without opening my eyes, her perfect, soothing voice had no discernible accent and spoke with perfect intonation. “It is a beautiful morning. Should I draw the curtains?” Alice asked. I opened my eyes then and replied, ...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 5

Was it all just a dream?

From within the huddle of people I began to hear shouts but they were vague and distant. The chattering of my teeth seemed to drown out most of the other sounds around me. Jemima's voice seemed to cut through it all though. “They're here.” she said gently, “You'll be fine now.” I opened my eyes and frowned, then realised that the noise was not my teeth chattering but the clatter of...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 4

Is the the end of the road for Karen?

My eyes focussed on the horrific scene before me. The cabin was largely intact, but not as it had been. Windows were broken, the luggage racks had come down and bags and their contents were strewn everywhere. Interior panelling was buckled and broken, missing in places, and electrical wiring was hanging. The acrid smell of burnt metal and rubber filled my nostrils, but there was no fire that...Read On

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Valentine's Wish

A wish for you, my love

The candle flickers warmly, shadows cast around, The small square table laid for two, red petals too, abound. Beyond the wicker barrier, across the soft white strand, The white flecked breakers trip and fall and hiss along the sand. High above, the firmament, tiny dots of light, The moon herself is smiling, shimmering so bright. And all about, the tiny sparks, like ashes in the air, ...Read On

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My Princess Valentine

I love you

I have never met you and fear I never will, And yet, it seems, I love you so, a love so deep and real. To meet would bring disaster, and yet to part would be so hard, This love I feel inside me tears my heart just like a shard. I always said I'd be okay, if ever we should end, As long as we were talking, then I'd always be your friend. But then, one day, you said goodbye, explained,...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 3

Karen is put to the test

My heart leapt into my mouth. The engine was ablaze! “Don't worry, Sir.” I spoke as calmly as I could, my training coming to the fore, “The pilots will be aware and able to take care of that.” I drew the curtain across the window and walked quickly to the cockpit, totally aware that the passenger would have drawn it back again as soon as my back was turned. As I suspected, the pilots...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 2

Karen gets her own back

I stood alone at the rear of the cabin. All was well, the constant drone of the engines and the vague vibrations, as well as the sudden slight jolts and movements because of the the changes in air pressure outside, went largely unnoticed. They were all part of my daily life as a stewardess. I busied myself with cleaning the crockery and cutlery, stowing it away until needed. The flight...Read On

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The Last Flight

Air Stewardess Karen embarks on a flight to remember.

“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...Read On

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Coedwig Challenged

Coedwig faces a challenge when in an unusually warm Bavaria

For December, the weather was very mild, especially for Bavaria. At this time of year there is normally snow or, at least, icy weather but this year the temperature was much too high even for frost. Even so, it is still a beautiful place to be. The fields are green and the pine trees still have their needles. Even the mountains of the Alps are resplendent in their nakedness, grey and...Read On