Silently she walked down the boarding ramp, painfuly tugging at her carryon reluctantly in tow as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Purposely she lowered her head passing by the flight attendants gathering just inside the open hatch. Tears continued to spill as she trudged down the narrow isle to seat 20A. She let out a peep nudging her computer bag onto the aisle seat before bending over to callapse the carryon's handle before struggling to lift it up and into the overhead compartment.
"Here Dear...Allow me." A deep voice sounded, coming to her rescue as large hands slipped between hers... taking the luggage, pushing it into the open space above her.
She managed to mumble a barely audible 'thank you' as she squeezed through the narrow opening between the seats, settling in beside the window, stowing her computer bag beneath the seat in front of her before directing her numb gaze out the half blinded portal while the other passengers began filing in. She was in a troubled world of her very own, unaware of the gentleman that took the seat beside her.
Her tormented mind continued to play the same scene over and over and over again. She could not turn it off, alter its outcome or make it go away. Her body was trembling uncontrollably, her breathing was ragged and labored. She felt as though she were about to expire right then and there.
"Are you all right Dear?" A deep voice asked as a comforting hand came to rest on her trembling arm.
She gasped and flinched at the weight upon her before looking over at the stranger.
He was reaching down into the pocket of the seat before him withdrawing a small white bag. Shaking it open he brought it to her face.
"Breath into this Dear.." He ordered as he gently pressed it to her face, sealing it over her panting mouth.
She fought his help, taking perhaps three more short pants before her eyes rolled back in their sockets. Her beautiful, young body went limp as her lifeless frame slumped over onto the stranger.
He gently propped her up, placing her head back between their seats, taking her sleeved wrist in his hand to check for a pulse but the material was to thick to detect one.
Suddenly he was transported into a steam filled bathroom, standing just inside the sealed doorway watching this beautiful creature in all her nakedness. Her lovely round buttocks pooching out, knees bent, shapely thighs flexed and trembling, leaning forward over the sink, shivering before a half open medicine cabinet.
A blood speckled razor blade lay fallen on the floor. Splattered droplets of blood dotted the cold white tile beneath her dainty pacing feet. Her tightly drawn stomach was niching, straining to silence her sobs.
The image of abandonment and rejection written upon her hollow face reflected in the cabinet mirror as she looked up. Her entire body shivered and trembled as her scarlet red life-force flowed mercilessly into the basin from the gashes in her wrists.
"Open this fucking door before I break it down!" Screamed a drunken voice from the other side of the locked barrier.
A look of terror filled her eyes as final tears streamed down her death white cheeks. Her blood soaked hands left a trail over the counter as her body went limp, slumping to the floor like a piece of discarded cloth. Blood continued to flow , following the grout in the tile as her beautiful lifeless flesh lay there in a heap...
Her body suddenly stirred, pulling him back. She moaned soflty as her crystal violet eyes drifted open. Her pale flesh was covered with tiny beads of perspiration.
"I am so sorry," she whispered, pulling her arm away from him as color rushed back into her pale cheeks.
"No problem my Dear." He said as he adjusted himself in his seat, fastening his belt. "Perhaps you should fasten yours." He whispered in a fatherly tone as he tucked the white bag into the pocket of the seat in front of her.
Reluctantly she fumbled with the ends of the belt. It was obvious from her wimpers and groans that the task was causing her distress.
Once again the stranger came to her rescue. Reaching over and grasping the ends he quickly had the buckle secured.
"Thank you.." She whispered as her lips formed what he perceived to be a soft smile.
He gave her an acknowledging grin and a quick tilt of his head before reaching for the inflight magazine in the pocket before him.
She felt comfortable knowing he would soon be occupied reading and not speaking to her, asking prying questions.
Closing her eyes she settled back into her seat anxiously awaiting the plane leaving the ground and reaching the ten thousand foot alttitude where she could take out her laptop computer and find solace in what she did best... Create stories! Her mind was churning, her body trembling, her wrists aching as she nervously fidgeted in her seat.
"Miss, Can I get you anything? A pillow perhaps." The petite brunette flight attendant asked leaning into the cramped row of seats.
Startled, Sarah's eyes popped open. She suddenly realized the seat beside her where the gentleman was seated was empty. "Uhh..Uhhh...." she stammered, "No not really."
The attendent smiled, turning to leave when Sarah called out, "Could you let me know when I can bring my laptop out?"
"Certainly. " The perkey attendant answered with a wink as she saundered down the aisle peeking into laps, checking for fastened belts.
Sarah leaned towards the window, blankly staring out as the Pilot announced, "Flight attendants please be seated for take off." Sarah closed her eyes. The engines roared as the plane taxied out to its position on the runway. Soon they were airborne. Sarah gave a deep sigh of relief, slowly loosening her grip on the arm rests. Her hands tingled like pins and needles as the circulation rushed back into her unclenching fingers.
"It's all right Dear," A deep voice sounded reassuringly.
Startled again, Sarah's eyes popped open to find the same gentleman seated beside her. She smiled, nervously straightening up in her seat, letting out a squeek as the weight of her small frame came down hard on both wrists. She twisted towards the window, her face contorting in pain as a firey heat surged to the fresh wounds hidden beneath her sleeves. The tingling sensations told her her liquid lifeforce was seeping through the bandages.
"Just relax my Dear... just relax..." The same soothing voice whispered as he leaned over, placing his strong hand on her left knee, giving it a gentle pat. "Just relax... Close your eyes...Let your mind fill with happy... soothing... thoughts... Just relax..."
She obediently closed her eyes, listening to his hypnotizing, measured voice, obeying his every word. Soon the surging heat began to subside. Her body felt almost weightless as if she were lifting out of her seat.
"Just relax... Keep those beautiful... heavy... eyes... closed Sarah... Just relax.."
"Sarah?" her mind struggled hearing her name as she tried to open her eyes.
"You do not want to open your eyes... You are totally relaxed... totally relaxed..."
Sarah drifted off... to sleep or so she thought, experiencing a total sense of calm that she had never felt before.
She envisioned herself lying naked on a blanket of thick velvety grass, gazing at her own rippling reflection on the pool's surface. Hearing a rumbling, churning, almost thrashing sound she looked up to see a cascading water fall not fifty feet away. The water was hurling down in wide sheets over protruding moss covered rocks as it made its way to the pool below. A thick mist was spraying out swirling in all directions. The warm afternoon sun was filtering through the miniscule particles creating a miriad of radiant color.
Sarah felt her nipples harden as the tiny beads of moisture settled upon them. Softly she cupped her beautiful ample breasts giving her jetting buds a gentle squeeze as a smile crossed her face. Easing back into the long grass she splayed her thighs open wide, slowly moving her hands down her stomach, over her narrow runway of fluffy fur leading to her secret garden. Tenderly she carressed her womanhood, already moist with her sweet nectar. She laid there masterbating with abandon, teasing the soft pink pedals between fingers and thumbs. Her body began undulating in rythmn with her fingers as they sunk inside her weeping garden. Her beautiful face smiling as her hands brought pleasure to her openness. Soft sensual moans were escaping her pursed lips...
"Miss, You may use your laptop now!" Screamed in Sarah's ears as her eyes sprang open.
The attendant was already moving down the aisle as Sarah looked beside her. The gentleman had once more left his seat.
