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Chapter 2
Somewhere in Rural England - June 1928
Now that Colonel Pickering and Lady Entwhistle's overall plans for
Witherspoon Hall's week long fete celebrating the 500th anniversary of
the consecration of the estate's private chapel in 1428 had at last been
agreed, well before the stunning and momentous arrival of Priscilla the
day before, even though it was barely 8am preparations in anticipation
of the several hundred important invited county guests due in three
week's time, including the Lord Lieutenant of the county and his family,
were already in full swing and getting very busy indeed.
Luckily the forecast for the rest of June had sounded fine, so several
large marquees and smaller tents were already in the process of being
unpacked and assembled on all the main front, side and back lawns as
well as in several neighbouring fields. Estate workers and gardeners
were hard at work in the numerous fruit orchards and kitchen gardens;
many local ladies from the estate's village and outside charities were
in the glasshouses preparing for the fruit and flower shows; Colonel
Pickering was supervising all the cattle and sheep pens being erected
for the agricultural shows and sheepdog trials; workmen were hard at
work emptying out the swimming pool and cleaning the weathered old grey
stone facades of Witherspoon Hall that had been in the family for well
over 500 years; the local bishop and several senior members of the local
clergy were carefully preparing the week long morning and evening
services in the estate's private chapel, whilst Lady Entwhistle's two
daughters were busy organising a small army of maids and valets to clean
and freshen up the Hall's 6 main suites and 53 bedrooms. However Lady
Entwhistle, although still in bed and not as yet quite herself, was by
now awake and fretting that she should already be in the kitchens going
through the main menus for each day of the week with the three special
hired head chefs, two from a top Paris hotel and one from the world
famous Savoy Hotel in London.
"I m...must say m'dear it was awfully decent of you to come so quickly
yesterday" said Lord Montgomery Carruthers nervously sipping his tea
whilst glancing as often as possible at all the bustling activity
outside, anything to keep his eyes from straying too often towards
Priscilla's huge swaying breasts and wondering just how much longer her
French maid's lacy black halter could possibly take the strain.
"Not at all Sir" she replied brightly bending over quickly and placing
several large slices of toast, butter and a tray of jam conserves in
front of him causing her lovely perfume to sweep over him in dizzying
waves "Is there anything else you require Sir?"
"......oh yes umm....there is one small thing if you could possibly help"
said Montie suddenly wide awake and alert as the most amazing and
splendid idea he was sure he'd ever had had just occurred to him.
"I was just thinking m'dear" said Montie happily accepting that he was
rapidly falling in love and that there was nothing he could do or ever
wanted to do about it, though always uncomfortably aware of Granny's
sharp tongue and unpredictable temper if things ever were to go wrong,
"that because Edward's had to stay overnight at Grannys as he still
needs to hire quite a few more staff for the fete, I really must do my
duty and go upstairs with a member of the household staff to see if Lady
Entwhistle is awake and well enough to come down for a spot of
breakfast. Could you possibly help?"
"I say Priscilla m'love" interrupted the Colonel having just recognised
Montie's increasing amorous reactions and winking slyly at him "Must
confess I'd love another portion of your preserved strawberry jam up
there, did you make it yourself eh what ....?"
"No I didn't, but thank you Sir. I understand it's always made by Granny
herself as it comes under the Agency's special range of services" she
replied walking over to an old Welsh china dresser, then standing on
tiptoe reached up to the top shelf where there were several other jars
of fruit conserves as well. Both men suddenly caught their breath as
Priscilla's short black skirt slowly began riding higher and higher up
her right thigh until the top of her fishnet stocking and the lowest
part of her curvaceous backside came into view.
"I do apologise Sir," replied Priscilla her back still turned, "I was
just about to enquire after Lady Entwhistle's health as well. Perhaps it
would be advisable for you to take a first aid box along with you just
in case she has need of anything."
"Oh...ah....ummm....yes of course how dashed silly of me to forget !" an
increasingly frustrated Montie replied. "An excellent idea of course.
It's kept upstairs so if you'd like to come with me now I'll give it to
you as I'm sure she must be wondering what's happening" he said
immediately getting up as he was only too relieved to get away from the
Colonel's constant lecherous winks and grins.
As they entered the main hall Montie whilst now in a buoyant and much
more cheerful mood, realising he must quickly learn to hide his
increasingly strong feelings in public towards Priscilla especially with
so many important guests due, began to describe the history of the house
to her but to his dismay she barely responded, so that by the time they
were halfway up the very old mahogany spiral staircase on the way to her
room all conversation had dried up completely. He was sure this must be
because of that mysterious woman's intuition thing that must have made
her only too aware of both men's recent inexcusable behaviour in the
breakfast room, and was probably thinking at that very moment of writing
a damning report about him back to Granny just as soon as she had a free
moment.
Unfortunately it was when they reached the landing just before turning
down a long wooden corridor to Lady Entwhistle's suite at the far end,
there being a small narrow wooden staircase to the right leading
upstairs into the household staff's quarters and Priscilla's room, that
Montie suddenly remembered that all the old first aid boxes in the main
house had just been thrown away to be replaced with new ones but which
had still not arrived yet. Stopping in his tracks he wretchedly
exclaimed "Oh dash it all m'dear I really must apologise yet again, but
all the old first aid boxes have just been thrown away to be replaced
with new ones but unfortunately I've no idea if there are any more left
anywhere !"
""Shhhh please be quiet Sir" Priscilla whispered over his shoulder
painfully aware of a couple of young maids in the Hall below giggling up
at them "but could I point out that I simply cannot enter Lady
Entwhistle's room dressed as I am after what happened yesterday anyway.
Could I please have a moment to quickly pop upstairs and change into
something a little more appropriate first?"
"Oh my goodness yes of course please forgive me !!" whispered Montie,
quickly turning round his face going bright red in embarrassment when he
saw the maids below had almost disappeared. "I simply can't think what
came over me ! I do apologise yet again m'dear what on earth must you
think of me now" he sighed abjectedly his shoulders starting to droop.
"Nothing personal of course m'dear but afraid it's in frightful
situations like this that I really do miss Edward awfully."
Suddenly Lady Entwhistle's door opened at the far end of the wooden
corridor....
"Oh my God no !! gasped Montie....
"Quick Sir into here...." whispered Priscilla and quickly opening a
small door shoved Montie in closing the door behind her just in time,
only to immediately bump into him.
"I say very well done indeed Priscilla, good thinking but afraid I can't
move as my back's against a wall ! Where on earth are we?" whispered
Montie in total darkness unable to believe that Priscilla's massive
breasts were now pressing hard into his chest, her long hair tickling
his face and hands as well.
"Shhh Sir please keep still ! We're in a broom cupboard" whispered
Priscilla her sweet voice just inches from him, when they suddenly heard
heavy footsteps approaching.
"Ummm m'dear" whispered Montie his senses now so overwhelmed by her
nearness that he was hardly able to breathe "I do most frightfully
apologise at putting you in yet another difficult and compromising
position. I really don't know what to say or do other than to offer my
sincere apologies", wishing desperately that he could take her into his
arms and kiss her deeply instead. Because he now knew that this was the
woman, even after such a short time, that he already loved more deeply
than anyone he had ever met and that without doubt the one he fervently
hoped he would be able to marry one day.
On the other hand he thought frantically, if they were caught what on
earth would it look like to all the important guests due to arrive, what
would it look like to the world, worst of all to the Press if he was
discovered furtively hiding in a broom cupboard, perhaps by no less than
Lady Enthwhistle herself, together with the latest female member of his
household staff who hadn't even been on the premises for more than 24
hours. Especially with Priscilla still scandalously dressed in her
original French maid's outfit.
Suddenly there was a loud click....
"My God what was that !" whispered Montie horrified.
"I locked the door Sir just in case", whispered Priscilla her body
suddenly tensing against Montie's as the approaching footsteps suddenly
stopped outside the door, the wooden floor boards creaking loudly as
someone's weight shifted around.
Both held their breath.
Suddenly the old brass door knob rattled noisily, Montie almost
suffering a split personality with Priscilla's huge lovely breasts
mashed hard into his chest mingling with the terrifying prospect of
being discovered.
The heat in the cupboard was getting stifling. Again the door knob
rattled and then another long silence....
"Who's in there?" boomed Lady Entwhistle.
Montie's hand scrabbled frantically for Priscilla's and squeezed it
hard....
"Must find Montie as soon as possible, damned sure there's someone in
there" she boomed again. After a few moments the floor boards slowly
quietened and the sound of her heavy footsteps gradually faded away
until all was silent once more.
Hoping she really had gone away Montie whispered "Do you think it's safe
to leave yet?" as he was beginning to perspire heavily.
"Please wait Sir, I'll put my ear to the door." She whispered her hair
brushing lightly across his face as with some difficulty she started to
turn around. My God thought Montie breathing in as hard as he could, I
don't think I can take much more of this....
"I can't hear anything Sir" she whispered and slowly unlocked the door.
There wasn't a sound. She turned the door knob slowly and as daylight
crept in her face became clearly visible as she quickly looked up and
down the corridor.
"All clear Sir come out ! Quickly !" she whispered at the same time
pulling the key out of the lock and locking the door from the outside.
Then holding the key tightly in one hand and Montie's in the other they
ran up the narrow staircase and finally into to her small room.
"My God how can I ever thank you my dear ! You were absolutely wonderful
!" Montie exclaimed and sighing with relief leaned back against the door
to wipe his brow. "Of course we absolutely must keep this awkward little
episode entirely to ourselves for ever, and innocent as it all was I
dread to think what might have happened if she had discovered us" he
added dreading even more what Granny might have done when she found out
later on.
Then without realising he gently lifted the back of her right hand to
his lips and kissing it tenderly quietly murmured "thank you from the
bottom of my heart my dear.... I shall forever be in your debt."
"I quite understand Sir, I think it best we say nothing too" she
murmured blushing furiously.
"Worst of all" sighed Montie sadly "I've no idea how I am ever going to
explain what's happened to Edward my greatest friend at all as I doubt
even he will ever understand..."
"Edward !! Oh my goodness I'd completely forgotten about him !" she
gasped her hands flying to her mouth, her eyes wide "We have to think of
something quickly...."
There was a moment's silence as they stared at each other...
"Oh now I remember" she said slowly though her face was still deep in
thought "I don't think there'll ever be a problem there Sir nor will you
ever need to worry about him again because I'm right here in front of
you". Suddenly she smiled the radiant smile that he already knew and
had come to love so well, and with eyes twinkling and sweeping her long
blonde hair back from her face she began pushing gently him towards the
door. "Naturally I will explain all Sir once I am out of this quite
ridiculous outfit and had a quick shower. Would you like your mid-
morning coffee a little later today, say perhaps 11.45 instead of 11.15
in your private study as usual...."?
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