Flight into Trouble – Part Eleven
By Eleanor Powell | July 21, 2010
The story so far ……
Christine the chambermaid at the Plaza Hotel had regained her hearing and speech.
She asked Pete to spank her and he happily obliged. Meanwhile, Joe the doorman was kept busy spanking Margie and Tazeline.
The sound of hands spanking bare bottoms and the shrieks of the girls almost drowned out the sound of the grandfather clock at the top of the stairs booming out five o’clock.
There was panic as Margie and Tazeline’s plane was due to depart from Heathrow at six thirty.
Luckily it was only a short car ride away.
Now read on ……
The three girls adjusted their clothing and ran a comb through their hair. Pete and Joe nodded their approval. A quick look around the room – to make sure nothing was left and the five of them vacated the room.
Christine went back to her duties and Joe the doorman helped Pete get the girls luggage into the car.
With a sly wink Joe said to the girls, ‘Now watch you behave yourselves or else.’
They arrived at the airport with ten minutes to spare.
Pete watched the giggling girls go through into the Departure Lounge; they turned round and waved to him.
As part of the prize that Tazeline had won – they were to travel first class on their way to Berlin.
Settled in their seats – the cabin attendant – a mature lady fussed around them, asking were they comfortable.
The plane taxied down the runway – then they were in the air.
Tazeline had the devil in her and kept the cabin attendant fetching and carrying for her right through the short journey.
‘I’ve changed my mind, I want a glass of pineapple juice,’ as she handed back the glass of orange juice.
Sally the cabin attendant hid her exasperation and had a smile plastered on her pretty face.
But when Tazeline accidentally on purpose nudged her arm and the blackcurrant juice she was carrying splashed down the front of her uniform – her mask slipped slightly.
The cabin crew were lined up saying farewell to the passengers. ‘Thank you for travelling with Posh Airways.’
As Tazeline approached Sally the cabin attendant, the older woman said to her very quietly, ‘If my daughter behaved the way you just did, I’d put her over my knee.’
In reply Tazeline put out her tongue and giggling went to join Margie on the tarmac.
A taxi was waiting for them. It took them to the Excelsior Hotel, where they were going to stay for the weekend.
Tazeline was rude and cheeky to the doorman – who patiently put up with it. However, his English was excellent and Tazeline understood every word he said, ‘Do that again Fraulein and I’ll give you the spanking of your life.’
‘Tazzy be careful,’ Margie warned her friend, but her words fell on deaf ears. She watched in horror as Tazeline thumbed her nose at him.
Now what’s going to happen to the hapless pair?
To be continued ……
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July 21st, 2010 at 7:14 pm
A metaphor is like a simile.
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