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The young Crown Prince Mustapha, when he was still only nine years old, and back in Kobekistan for his English school's Easter holidays, gave his father, His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live forever and have many sons, pause for thought when he said, "You know, Father, your super Golden Palace lacks only one thing."
"And what might that be, O my disrespectful son?" His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah asked.
"A butler. You need a Jeeves. You really should have a real English butler."
"What would such a personage actually do? I already have a Chief Eunuch, a Major Domo, valets and bath girls, and more advisors than I can count. As I recall the stories, Jeeves' primary function was to advise Bertie Wooster on all manner of things."
"He would be an adornment to the dignity of the Golden Palace, and he could have charge of the wine cellar," the boy answered with all the gravity he could muster, "My grandmamma and the Earl have one called Crichton, but that isn't his real name. He lent me all the books about Jeeves."
"I am sorry the wine in the Golden Palace's cellars is not up to the Crown Prince's Epicurean standards. I will have myself whipped immediately."
One of the eunuchs made an odd choking noise, not realising that this was said in jest.
Later the Emir asked his mother, the Dowager Princess Zubeydeh, now the Countess of Bargoed, about an English butler, and she laughed when she heard who had suggested it.
"Seriously, though, I think that it is a good idea," the Emir continued, "How much should I have to pay him?"
"Next to nothing if you provided him with a decent suite of rooms and the freedom to use any of the harem hostesses," said the practical minded Zubeydeh.
Robinson was thirty two years old and one of the youngest butlers to any major household in England. Of course, other butlers considered him inferior, socially, because his employer had made his money, rather than inherited it, and the peerage was only a life peerage granted by a Labour government. Hereditary peers snobbishly referred to such appointees as "Day Boys" and conveniently forgot how many of England's hereditary peerages were created for the husbands or children of Kings' mistresses.
He had, of course, other names than Robinson, but nobody ever used them and he himself had almost forgotten that he had been christened Anthony William Daniel Robinson. His employer called him Robinson; the junior staff called him Mr. Robinson. His wife, who had been a Lady's Maid until their marriage, didn't call him anything, though at private moments she would refer to his very serviceable penis as "Mr. Robinson". He had married her because any respectable butler had a wife; it was expected. Naturally he had selected a suitable girl, younger than him, docile, pretty enough to want to take to bed, with neither parent living. On their wedding night he had been pleasantly surprised to discover that she was a virgin. He took good care that they had no children, and she thought it quite proper that her husband should decide when the time was right for them to start their family.
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I returned to my humble abode with a letter in my bag offering me a job, subject to successful completion of butler training. I will not bore you with a description of my training. Suffice it to say that I found the tough tasks easy, and some simple tasks extremely difficult to take on board. The teaching staff hammered me with insistent enthusiasm, declaiming that a butler was the best of jobs, and one that merited the highest standards in the name of that profession. They also boosted my...
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He looked surprised. “You had better speak to the boss’s personal secretary about that. I don’t use a computer, but she does have one in her office. I think she uses it a lot, so she probably will want you to have one of your own, depending on the cost.” “Oh, a new computer for my needs is only a few hundred pounds nowadays, Mr. Jones. Databases are not memory-intensive, unless one is storing many photographs. I don’t see cost as a problem in this household. Do I take it from your comments...
I heard a low electrical hum, and noticed that I was being observed by CCTV cameras, swivelling to watch me. A voice came out of nowhere, but I presumed loudspeakers somewhere were the source. “Mr Freeman?” I responded, “Yes.” Give little away: that is my motto. Force them to divulge data. “Please enter by the door on your left. That takes you into a corridor, where you should go to the third door on your left, and enter that room. You will be met there.” Hmmm ... not much data here...
I bowed to her, and announced, “John Hawkins Freeman, at your service, ma’am.” “Hello, John. Nice to meet you at last!” “Likewise. I am presuming you really are Miss Felicity Frobisher?” “Unfortunately, yes. My bosses said they couldn’t devise a better name, so my real one was used. I don’t like Felicity, though I prefer to be called...” “Flick,” I finished for her. You couldn’t even use that in the Dawes household, or it might have given you away, with it being French slang, without the...
“Sir, you wanted to see me?” “Yes, Jeeves. My visitors were very helpful. They seemed surprised that I already had possible solutions to consider, but I didn’t tell them my butler suggested them. They looked them over, and decided there was a workable solution in amongst the ideas. They told me that the best way to get all the cash back was to declare it all as held in trust, with most of the money actually belonging to my wife, and the remainder to my daughter as parental fund for her...
Dawes looked surprised and a little awed at this statement. He said, “Then I will take your word for it, Mr Jeeves. Your company came highly recommended to my personal assistant, who claims she has links in high places.” Mr Jeeves replied, “I am gratified to hear that, sir.” Verbal sparring concluded, Dawes declared, “Very well, Mr. Jeeves. We shall take on your Jeeves and see how he performs. I hope to see an improvement in the way this household is run, and if what you say is true, that...
After being accused of stealing someone else's idea you end up being cursed for it. From now on, any idea you express will be immediately stolen by those who hear it and they wont ever know that it came from you in the first place. However, you might realize that it's not much of a curse if they do so no matter how weird your idea is in the first place... RULES: Ideas can only be stolen if clearly expressed as being an idea (whether through context or by starting your sentence with 'I have an...
Mind Control© Copyright 2003 Lena smiled. I looked over her apartment, and though I don't recall fantasizing about it before that, it looked just like I might have expected. It was in an older part of town but nice, not too far from the university, with cute little shops and restaurants nearby. The floor was hardwood and though the furniture was far from new, it fit perfectly. On one wall was a floor-to-ceiling shelf of books that I could easily imagine perusing for the rest of the evening. It...
“How do you mean, Major?” John responded, “Kathleen, in this discussion, please call me John, as this is happening through friendship and not as a Security Service matter. To answer your question, I first have to tell you – in case you were unaware of it – that The Personalia are experts with nano-machines, commonly referred to as nanos. Have you heard of that?” “No, John. I hadn’t come across that fact. What have nanos to do with me?” “As The Personalia explained it to me, they have the...
September 1982, Chicago, Illinois The weekend was quiet and besides homework, I worked on the program changes for Frank, called Karin, Tatyana, and Kara, and hung out with my usual study group. Monday was refreshingly normal. On Tuesday morning, I handed Katy my completed intake form. She put it in an envelope and stuck it in her bag. She said she’d let me know soon about the interview. On Tuesday afternoon, after having lunch with Stephie, I made my rounds and then I headed over to Sigma...
For the first time after one of his episodes, Rob saw a doctor. The UNNESA flight controller who had been on duty when the call came in insisted on it. He spent three days in the hospital giving samples of pretty much every fluid and solid available. He endured electroencephalograms, CAT scans and MRIs. He talked to therapists and counselors, doctors and medical researchers until he couldn't talk anymore, and nobody could find a thing wrong with him. Not everything was textbook normal, but...
It had been a rather fun few days. What with meeting Candy and enjoying a fabulous romp on her Narrowboat, then the poolside fun with her, her friend Lucy and the latters' well hung footballer boyfriend. My cum count was soaring for the start of my stay in the U.K.I couldn't resist the temptation to visit Candy at her upmarket sex toy and lingerie boutique when I found myself with unplanned hours to kill, even less a little wickedly enjoyable fucking in the backroom, before heading back to the...
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Later that day, when all their routine tasks were dealt with, John reminded Kathleen about her parents. “Kathleen, my dear, it is high time you phoned your parents and got them to consider emigrating.” “Oh, yes. Will you stay by me, John, while I make the call? I may have to get you to speak to them.” “I can do that, sure.” She put the call through, and her mother answered. “Hello?” “Momma? It’s me, Kathleen.” “Kathleen? Where are you, girl? I thought you had emigrated. Are you...
Bob swept his arm round to encompass them all. “Gentlemen, the Chairman rides in my car, and we have coaches for the rest of you. We are going to my official residence nearby, where we shall have a drink and something to eat, and a chance to rest for a while. My ladies are anxious to say hello, and we have a butler in training. I hope you will forgive him if he makes an error; he is new to the job. We try to find a job for every new settler, but unfortunately our Jeeves – as we call him – has...
“Did you not hear my words, Mr. Jones?” “I did, Jeeves, but I could not make sense of them.” “It was a conversation performed using a social code, Mr. Jones; a pattern of words where nothing is said outright, merely assumed.” “How do you mean?” “We agreed that should the teenage thugs get up to more trouble, their details would get to me and I will deal with them clandestinely.” “Clandestinely?” “Secretly, in such a way as to their attacker being unrecognised.” “Oh, I see. You would...
I escorted the sergeant to join his almost scowling boss, and showed them both to the door, while Dawes pointedly stood at his study door to observe the departure at a distance. I said farewell to the policemen, and closed the front door. Turning round, I raised an eyebrow in query to Mr Dawes. He gestured towards the study, and I nodded. When we had both entered, he closed the door, then exploded. “That cop, Jeeves? He was an insufferable popinjay, with his innuendos and snide remarks. I...
There were some blank looks, but one boy suddenly looked scared. I looked at him and said, “Yes, I have trained with the Gurkhas. Their tradition is never to draw your kukri without blooding it before putting it back. Consider yourselves lucky. Now, gentlemen, I have matters to attend to, so I bid you good day.” I turned and walked away from them, but listening carefully for the sound of a knife being readied to throw. I heard a hint of that, so I turned swiftly and said, “If you throw a...
Zoals ik in mijn vorige verhaal al had geschreven gaf mijn meester mij voldoende vrije tijd om ook ergens anders aan de slag te gaan. Naar aanleiding van het vorige verhaal werd ik via Xhamster benadert of ik niet ook 1 avond een butler dienst kon draaien. Nu doe ik dat gratis mits het maar gezellig ;-) wordt. Dus waren het al snel met elkaar eens.Op het afgesproken tijdstip belde ik aan. Een man deed open en nodigde mij uit om binnen te komen. Ik kreeg een plek in de keuken aangewezen en hij...
He turned to the congregation. “Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mr John Freeman and the two Mrs Freeman. You may applaud.” After a burst of handclapping, he gestured to John to proceed. John offered an arm to each of his brides, and they paraded down the centre aisle to the front door of the chapel. Once they had exited, the pastor told the hearers, “A buffet and drinks are available outside, provided it is still dry. If it gets wet, we move to the canteen. The happy trio wish to meet you...
“Right, that is a date then, but first things first. I need to see your feet to get a few photos from various angles. I have to send them to The Personalia, so they can do their planning for the work.” “I need to take off my tights, sergeant...” “Of course. I should have thought. Please make use of my toilet room, through that door.” Jessie went off to remove her tights, and returned wearing only her shoes, slightly self-consciously. Bob got her to sit and take off her shoes. She did so,...
Breakfast seemed a trifle unreal, with Mr Dawes not present. Mrs Dawes and Miss Catherine also seemed to be uneasy, so as the ladies prepared to leave the table, I came along to ask, “Mrs Dawes, have you any plans for yourself or Miss Catherine to visit Mr Dawes?” “What?” She seemed unsure of herself. Catherine chipped in, “I would like to visit Daddy, and cheer him up if possible, Mummy.” “Oh? Well, if you want to, my dear, I suppose Jeeves could take you, but I want Jeeves to remain with...
“Thank you, Chef. You certainly pay attention; despite being stuck in the kitchen for most of the time.” “Mr. Jeeves, that young lady visits me here from time to time, and we chat. She is an interesting young woman, for a teenager.” “I am sure you are right, Chef. Thank you for the information.” I retreated and headed for the back door. Passing a window, I looked out at the weather, and saw it was bright and sunny, fine for a walk in the gardens without an overcoat. Going out the door, I...
“No. Seriously. If the police have had other complaints, they may have investigated and identified the culprit. Would you be averse to me calling the police about the matter? If I can get Sergeant Blenkinsop, it might be handled with sympathy, Mr. Jones.” “Well, if you feel like doing so.” “What was the item concerned?” It was a subscription to a group of places – gym, hotels, restaurants, that gave you ten per cent off if you were a subscriber. We just don’t ever use these places,...
“I am about to ring the company, sir, to make such an arrangement.” “Right. Permission granted for her to go with you. She will be safe with you, but you might not be safe with her, Jeeves. You can take the car to the station, by the way, as she is with you.” “Thank you, sir. I am aware of all possibilities, and am prepared, sir.” “Finished, then?” “Indeed sir. Thank you for listening. I shall get back to my duties now.” As soon as I had the table cleared and everything put away, I...
Jones seemed pensive. He remarked, “I haven’t bothered to consider if I am doing the best for myself; not for a long time. I should really do my own review of my work, like your company did with you, Jeeves.” “A good idea, Mr. Jones. Now, I had best get back to my own work.” “Right enough, Jeeves. I think I need to do another review of the CCTV camera coverage.” “An excellent endeavour, if you don’t mind me saying so. Good security is essential. Farewell for now.” The next few days were...
Miss Frobisher, I thought. Now, THERE is a puzzle. If the records are accurate, she is still employed as a police constable, in an undercover capacity. Presumably, she is looking into the activities of Mr John Dawes. That gives me some inkling of a background to her attitude of being socially uncooperative. Historically, where undercover police got too involved with the people they were investigating, this undermined the validity of their work, so nowadays they are more circumspect. I think...
Rob and I started talking online back in 2000 he liked my wife's pictures. Rob suggested we get together and meet. His wife and my wife, and us guys. so we set up a time. and met at a local hotel. the couple Rob and C were into the lifestyle a lot longer than My wife and I. They were both very attractive. I could see my wife was horny for them both. we had a couple of drinks and it didn't take long for the girls to get undressed. C was gorgeous. nice trimmed kitty Rob cut cock thick and much...
“All right. How long will you be?” “He said ten minutes, but who knows? Depends on where he is taking me. I hope it is not a dungeon and a cosh!” He laughed, delightedly. “You should be so lucky!” He concluded, “Have fun.” I went out the front door, and pulled the Yale lock shut behind me, then walked with the sergeant to the back door of the car. We both got in, and the driver took us back to the street. As soon as we were on the road, the sergeant said, “If anyone asks later, I wanted...
The ring back call arrived the next day. Miss Frobisher rang me to say that there was a call for me, from my company. “Thank you, Miss Frobisher. I shall take it now.” I answered, “Jeeves here. Can I help you?” “This is Jeeves and Company. In response to your earlier request, we have been able to engage the services of a valuer who will accede to the restrictive conditions required for this task. He asks for an extra ten per cent on top of his usual fee for such a service. We assume Mr....
“Jennifer mentioned that she had seen you with Miss Catherine, and that there seemed to be something between you. Jennifer may be young, but she is acutely conscious of personal interactions that she sees. She was concerned for you, Jeeves. Be careful of any social entanglements, is all I will say.” “Why, Mrs. Hargreaves! Nothing has transpired other than some minor banter between us. There is no need for concern, as far as I can see.” “That may be the case from your viewpoint, Jeeves, but...
I was having fun, just making up stuff as I played with his cock, now going soft, and his fuzzy big balls. Ida interrupted. She, Dulce and Roger were naked, puffing and it looked like they were ready for a little rest. "Sylvia, you are too hot. We are going to rest for about an hour, and then Dulce and I and the boys want to show you what we know about all this DP stuff you are so excited about. Watching you with Woody, I don't think you really need that trick in your kit, but all of us want to...
Chapter 1 "Come on Lynn your turn to tell me your wildest fantasy!" "No Graeme, you'll laugh at me." "No I won't." "I told you about wanting to watch two other couples having sex without me being involved and you promised to tell me what would really get you going." This game had been played out by Lynn and I for a number of years. We had great fun doing "fantasy sex" and had always been very honest with each other about our likes and dislikes. Lynn knew, for instance, that I...
It was Friday and Trisha was bored. Actually she was on the verge of suicide unless something happened pretty soon. It was three o'clock and she wished nothing else than it would be five so she could get on with her life. She was sitting by her desk fighting hard not to fall asleep as she polished her nails. Her employment was a joke; she had no important tasks to finish. All the silly things she needed to do this week was done and she could have left well before lunch, she could have left...
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After a week or so of going through our routine, Mom and I had breakfast once again since she was on one of her off days. We were just making normal conversation for a while, and then things got quiet, and Mom started to blush a bit. I sensed that things could be getting weird between us. Finally, she said what she had to say. She told me that she had this coworker who worked in the administration wing, and that the two of them hung out a lot. She said that people at work liked to joke...
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“That is so. My fellow wife seems to be happily married to my husband.” “Oh? You have a triple marriage yourself?” “Indeed. Our colony has its own laws, and one of these sets no limits on spouses, as long as all involved are happy with the situation. They have to sign an affidavit to that effect before the marriage can take place. Still interested? “I have to consult with my ladies before I can answer that, ma’am.” “Wise decision, sergeant. Do so now.” Catherine was looking at John with...
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“I was told it was a Kathleen Malone. Rank, I am not sure; it wasn’t mentioned and I neglected to ask.” “Ah,” John said knowledgeably. “Kathleen? She is a disabled lady, so let’s not be too harsh on her, Elizabeth.” “What? You know her?” “Not really. Colonel Kempe asked me to sort out a different fitness test for her, because of her disability. I got that task transferred to you, my love.” “Eh? You passed a job to me, did you? And you still expect to make love with me tonight, do you? Are...
“We cannot understand this treatment of fellow humans. If one of the Personalia has difficulties of any sort, the rest of us rectify the situation as an obligation to each other. We always know we can depend on one another.” John responded, “I don’t propose to defend my fellow humans. I merely admit that we do not always act logically.” “Weird, but that is humanity, we agree. Oh, I should mention that we have found a link between the Colonel and the Corporal. They have a genealogical...
Next day, as they ate a cooked breakfast in the canteen, Catherine said to John and Elizabeth, “If I am to see all the stars in the images The Personalia are sending me, I need to view them at a larger scale. The best way of doing that is getting a projector I can connect my phone to, and then project the images on to a blank wall.” She also needed a decent-sized room in which to project these images. This was essential, to give her a large enough scale that every star in each image could be...
Nurse Sanquhar helped Kathleen to get on the hospital bed, which had a body shape fitted on top, to ensure that Kathleen was in the correct position for the procedure. Next, she proceeded to rearrange the gown to expose the injection site, covering up the rest of Kathleen’s immediate body with a couple of towels. The Doctor had meantime busied himself with checking the instruments. The nurse told him when she was ready, and he turned round to observe the patient. “Excellent, Nurse. We should...
“Good morning, Mrs Catherine Freeman. Kathleen Malone’s treatment proceeds as planned. It has reached 71 per cent complete, and all appears satisfactory. We anticipate completion at about 11.37 a.m. Was that all?” “That is all. Thank you and goodbye.” Rather than wake her spouses unnecessarily, she went through to the kitchen to make breakfast; mostly cereal and coffee. She scoffed the cereal hungrily, and sat at the table sipping her instant coffee, thinking about her new life in a...
“Catherine, I have to get well enough to return to work. John and Elizabeth are both senior to me in the department, so I have to show willing.” “Quite so, Kathleen dear, but from what I can understand, you can take as much time off as you need to get fully back to normal. The Colony expects you to be conscientious about your work responsibilities, but they also want you to be fully fit, so you are an efficient and reliable worker. I like the concept of everyone working to do their best...
“Pardon?” John did not understand what was sought. “Is it a boneless nub, or a completely functional toe? Is is pre-axial or post-axial? In other words, which side of the foot has the extra digit, assuming it is not one of the more central digits? The big toe side or the opposite side?” “Umm ... I don’t know. Bob Henrison didn’t tell me. I doubt he knows, himself. He might be happy to clarify this for you. Shall I ask him?” “Please do. It will determine what we might be able to do. If...