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All Chapters of The Air Stewardess' Adventures: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6
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Chapter 1
"Your waist curves very nicely, and your legs are long. Your skin is also smooth and flawless. Aside from a minor flaw, your figure is perfect, Ms. Grant. I wouldn't have expected any less of an air stewardess," the doctor said.I lay on the massage table, my face red. My pants were off, and my shirt was wide open. My legs trembled as they rested on the shoulders of the handsome doctor before me. His warm, coarse hands roamed my body. The sensation made me feel like I'd been set on fire."W-What should I do about my minor flaw, Dr. Gould?" My voice shook a little as I tried to keep my breathing even.He smiled confidently. "Rest assured that all the women who come to me will become flawless!"He pulled out a jar from his pocket and dug out a handful of a sticky paste-like solid. Then, he applied it on the front of my torso.My name was Sabrina Grant. I was an air stewardess. Since childhood, my good looks and slender limbs had always been my proudest features.Still, everyone was
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"What? Massage? Does that actually work?" I asked."Of course. Here, feel mine if you don't believe me, Rina. Why would I lie to you? You're the only one I'll tell about this, you know," Stephanie said.My jaw dropped in astonishment upon hearing her tell me that her chest had grown larger after going for massages. They hadn't shrunk afterward, nor did she have any side effects.She grabbed my hands and placed them on her globes. I was so shocked that I subconsciously groped her hard. She moaned, "Be gentle, Rina…"At that moment, I believed she wasn't lying. I couldn't help thinking that this was the perfect solution."Ahem. Could you recommend the doctor to me? I, uh, I have a friend who's really frustrated over this. Thanks a bunch, Stephy." I smiled awkwardly while asking Stephanie for the clinic's website so I could make an appointment.I didn't expect it to be different compared to other clinics, which were usually cold and stark. This one was even somewhat cute and perky—t
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I cried out James' name and struggled to turn to look at him. That was when I saw him holding a Q-tip as he gently collected a sample."Hmm? What's wrong? Don't be nervous, Ms. Grant. I'm only collecting a sample," he said.When I heard his gentle tone and saw how professional he was being, I knew I'd thought too much. I hurriedly shut my eyes and mocked myself. How could I have felt a Q-tip was a…After checking and assuring me that I was fine, James set a treatment plan for me. "You only need to come every Sunday, Ms. Grant. In three months, you'll have a whole new life experience."After that, he smiled at me and tapped my head dotingly.…Since the massage that day, I couldn't stop thinking about James. I didn't even know why. Even at work, his voice would reverberate in my mind.In my dreams, I would see him slowly taking off his white coat as he approached me. Then, his warm hands would roam all over my body, and his minty scent would make my head spin. His deep voice woul
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"Stop it! What are you doing?" Despair had just washed over me when James' roar stopped the man. I sensed his panic as he forgot about me and fled."Wake up, Sabrina! Are you okay?" James looked at me in concern and fed me some water.My mind soon cleared, and I looked at him dazedly. Then, I broke down in tears. "I… I don't know what… I was taken advantage of! Call the cops on him! You have to catch him, James…"I buried my face in his chest and sobbed, clamoring about wanting to punish the pervert.James patted my back gently while frowning. "I'm sorry—this is all my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in here. Nobody else is on duty at the clinic. He must've seen you through the window."The surveillance cameras are down, so there's a low possibility of us catching him. If word about this gets out, it'll affect your career…"He analyzed the pros and cons of the situation while comforting me. I couldn't help finding that he made sense after I calmed down and thought things t
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Two figures were entangled on the couch. They were both familiar people—one was James, and the other was Stephanie. They were getting it on like nobody's business, so caught up in their passion that they seemed to have forgotten I was sleeping in the bedroom."Do you think Rina will hear us out here, Jim? Ah! Don't be so rough!" Stephanie moaned."Pipe down, you little hussy. She won't hear you if you stop being so loud. Why did you come to me today? Didn't we agree on Tuesdays?" James grunted."I missed you. Why did you allow Sabrina to share photos of you but not me?""She's my girlfriend—what are you? You and I are just friends with benefits." He laughed.They didn't bother keeping their voices down as they talked about their dirty deeds. They seemed to think I would completely black out from the drunkenness. I was drunk, not dead.I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice-cold water over me as I listened to their conversation. It turned out they'd been hooking up in secr
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Soon, it was the day of the party. The airline company invited all its VIP customers to attend; the screen showed all the milestones the company had achieved since its inception.I held a glass of champagne and leaned against the wall as I watched James and Stephanie chat happily. James was also at the party as a VIP customer. Stephanie was in charge of the event, so he got in thanks to her.Still, she was nothing but a lowly air stewardess. She wasn't capable of turning James into a VIP customer without paying a cent. What she'd done was switch out another customer, Ethan Jones, for him.Perhaps Ethan didn't care about a small airline company's party, but I figured his wife would mind a beautiful air stewardess calling her husband and begging him to give up the slot."Where's the shameless woman? Get out here, Stephanie Johnson! You're the one who seduced my husband, right?" Mrs. Jones had arrived. She started screaming and shouting as soon as she entered the venue.Then, she gra
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