The sun beat down, and bees bumbled happily between the flowers. In the trees, wood-pigeons cooed, and somewhere a cuckoo uttered its distinctive cry,...time and again.Tom Fisher was walking along the wall which protected the kitchen garden, in the general direction of the doorway, when from out of the side door of the house, Lady Astley and Arielle Dumonde appeared. He stopped dead in his tracks, at the sight of her Ladyship in the fur-trimmed cape she had worn on the day she had turned up at. "Her wide eyed Look of shock stopped now. She knew she had been caught fucking one of her students. She knew this could end her career and she wasn't excited or amused by it. Pulling her shirt over her her head her face went dead, complacent and she knew she had little to no choice in the matter. She had gotten herself into a lot of trouble now."Are you blackmailing me?" She dropped the t shirt to the floor. I honestly hadn't given it much thought. And now I was mentally confirming her bra size. “Uh, ok, what kinda challenge who can become more psycho?” What the fuck is going on here? Went through my mind.“You're a real bartender right.” The bar was quiet. Now everyone was staring at us.“Ahh… yeah. I bartend.” I was getting a little pissed at this pretentious bitch. I kept my smile and swigged my beer. I shook my head.“I challenge you to shots of Jose.”“Oooooh the bar,” roared“Look what the hell would that prove? Doing shots of…” My mind froze. I stopped mid-sentence.A little. “I think you need to go home. That was your mother on the phone. She is wondering where you are.” I was confused. “Well I thought we could, you know,” I said with a smile as I pulled her closer to me. She jerked away from me again, and walked away towards her room. She went in and slammed the door behind her. I stood there shocked, wondering what was happening. I walked over to her door, and knocked. “I thought we had a good time last night.” The door flew open after I spoke, and out flew my.
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