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Junior & Senior

Tatatata! Next chapter!!!!
Hope you like it! It's a bit of the thing I've written last time (each short story is connected with the other)

... until she opened her eyes to find herself embraced. A warm and comfy able hug of pleasure. A hug of love and sadness as if this hug would be the last one they would share. As she could see the face of the embracing person it was the face of a middle age woman with short blonde hair. Her pony was tangled as if she didn't care about it, anymore. She looked into the woman's deep brown-golden eyes. This deep view exchange was profound as if they would say goodbye to each other.
As the hug lowed she could see the whole woman. Her appearance was magnificent. Her light white blazer suited to her tee shirt and her pants in riding style suited her very well. She looked like a British woman as well. One thing that didn't fit into her appearance was her tangled pony that she now tried to untangle but she failed. She gave it up to fix it and removed her hands from her forehead. Suddenly a tear flew down her cheek. The woman let it flow, tried not to pay any attention on it. As well she cried, too. Her eyes filled with tears and flew down her cheeks, too.
"You needn't be sad my dear. All went well. All went well but they were too fast and I was too slow." the woman said with a sad smile in her face.
"It's not your fault. I've failed and now your things shouldn't be involved with my ones." the woman said with a stern voice trying to comfort her.
"But there must be another way!" she said with fear.
"I know. There was. But now my time is up." the woman said holding her close.
"Promise me! Do not forget who you are. Don't forget that you are my Junior. Don't forget that!" the woman said and kissed her onto her forehead.
"I won't. I promise! How could I ever forget you. You are my Senior, I'm your Junior." she said with a little smile in her face as if there would be some hope.
"Related! Of flesh, blood and mind by soul. The ones who came one day and will stay forever in each other's heart." the woman added kissing her forehead again.
The last hug. The last kiss. The last exchange. The last soul until soulless.
"I'm ready!  the woman said determined  but a bit weak.
Suddenly a black figure appeared with a heavy black cloak in tatters. The woman stepped forward, slowly but still determined.
"May I have this last dance?" the black figure asked holding its hand up to her to invite her to her last dance.
The woman laid her hand pleased into the figures one m. They stepped forward until they stopped and the figure laid it's hand onto the woman's waist. The woman laid her left hand onto the figures shoulder. As they began to dance she watches the whole dance until the bitter end.
"I will never forget you, my Senior. Junior loves you." she said with tears in her eyes as they disappeared.
Sudden where they disappeared a flag of bright light came back and surrounded her....

I'd like to dedicate this short story (this little part) to my Senior whit whom I wouldn't be that person who I am now. Thank you!
I hope you liked this little tale! The next short story chapter will come up in one week (I promise: I have still ideas ^^)
What should the next short story be about or have you any ideas?