The Wooing of a London SoubretteChapter 4
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Grace woke up on the Sunday, her arms wrapped around Sandy. Her friend had taken a number of hours to get to sleep, and had fidgeted and cried throughout the night.
Sandy opened her eyes the moment Grace stirred and shook herself awake.
"You OK?" Grace asked and Sandy nodded.
"It was Neville," she said without waiting for a response. "I know it was. It was a warning for me to keep my mouth shut."
Grace thought back to the balding man. He seemed to be a business man, albeit in an illegal underworld rather than a traditional industry, rather than a gangster, but Sandy worked with him at the casino and knew him better.
"Are you sure?" Grace asked tentatively and Sandy nodded.
"Yeah. I know. The guy smelt of grease and the casino is above a garage."
Grace took a deep breath and squeezed her hand that was over Sandy's pendulous bosom. "Well if you are sure, let's go and see the police."
Sandy scoffed. "No. They weren't interested. And Neville is well connected with the police. I reckon half of them get bungs from him."
Grace kissed the back of Sandy's neck. "Well what are we going to do? Run off somewhere and set up that business?"
Sandy stared at the skirting-board and shrugged. "I don't know yet. But I am not going to let him win. If he thinks he can intimidate me then he won't. I will be his casino tonight."
"Sandy!" Grace barked horrified. "That is a bad idea."
"No, it is fine. There is another thing. I know the code to the safe. He doesn't know it, but I do."
Grace sighed and closed her eyes. "Please Sandy. Please tell me you are not going to do something silly."
Sandy wriggled out of Grace's grip and sat up in bed. "I am not going to do anything silly. I just don't want to let him win."
Grace swivelled in the bed and sat up alongside her, leaning against the fabric padded headboard. There was a knock at the door and Sandy instinctively called for the person to enter.
Terry arrived with two cups of tea and averted his eyes when he saw the topless teenagers in bed together.
"How do you say, cheers?" Sandy asked and Grace smiled.
"Yeah, cheers," Grace answered and took her cup of steaming tea.
"Sorry, girls. I expected you to be decent," Terry told her as Sandy took her drink and smiled. "There is some eggs, sausages and bacon in the fridge. I was going to cook a full English. Is that OK?"
Sandy smiled and turned her head to look at Grace. "Where did you find him?"
"I didn't," Grace replied quickly. "He found me."
"So is that a yes?" Terry asked and Grace nodded.
"Just check the sausages are OK. We got them last week."
Terry nodded and as he left, Grace called him back. "You have to wear the apron though."
Terry looked down, he was wearing shorts and T-Shirts and shrugged. "I'll be fine," he muttered and Sandy smiled.
"I think she means, she wants you to wear it," Sandy replied and Terry gave a wry smile and left the room.
"Shall we get dressed?" Grace asked and Sandy nodded.
"Yeah," she muttered and, for the first time since Grace had known her, got up and put clothes on for breakfast. Grace was used to seeing Sandy naked, or with just a dressing gown or pyjamas on when in the flat that it seemed strange to see her with trousers and a T-shirt on, at least in their own property.
Grace giggled when she saw Terry. He had worn the full length apron, a mixture of yellow, beige and brown flowers, and was up and against the oven frying the sausages and bacon.
"I found some mushrooms, as well."
Grace smiled and gave him a brief kiss. "It's fine. Do you mind if you go home tomorrow," Grace asked and Terry frowned slightly.
"Will you be OK, on your own?"
Grace bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah. I think so. I do need to walk her home from the casino tonight, she insists on going."
Terry sighed and raised his eyebrows. "You are joking, aren't you?"
Grace pushed her lips together and looked up at him, shaking her head slowly. "No. She is insistent. She won't let him win."
"Well in that case. I will walk her home. I am not having you out at that time of night. There is a rapist about."
Grace rolled her eyes but Terry looked determined and turned back to his sizzling breakfast. "Can you butter the toast?"
Grace nodded and took the grilled bread from the tall man and spread a small layer of butter over the warm toast and then cut it, as Terry was frying off the last couple of eggs.
"It looks as good as mine," Grace teased and Sandy nodded, cutting open her egg and dipping her toast into the yellow liquid oozing over her plate.
There was an uneasy tension in the kitchen as they ate their meal. Terry tried to start a conversation but Grace and Sandy were not talkative and at the end of the meal, Terry took the plates to wash up.
"Two ice creams please," Grace said and passed a couple of coins to the vendor. She scooped some of the ice cream into two cornets, thanked Grace for her custom, and Grace walked over to where Sandy was sat, looking out over the Serpentine.
Sandy had said very little all day, and Grace was getting worried. She was continually lost in her thoughts, and was telling her friend very little about what she was thinking. Grace tried not to nag or needle her, but when she did speak she was clearly concerned and worried.
Terry had prepared dinner when they arrived home and ate the beef stew in almost silence.
At Grace's insistence, Sandy let Terry walk her the fifteen minute walk to the garage, above which the casino sat on. Terry was a little nervous, he knew that Sandy was not talkative, but he held out his hand and she held it as they walked the short distance.
"I'll see you here at what time?" Terry asked and Sandy looked up at him.
"You don't have to," she muttered but Terry stared at her waiting for an answer. "One in the morning, maybe a bit later."
"I'll see you later then."
Grace's fingers were trembling as she read the letter, her eyes streaming with tears bouncing off the paper. Terry got up when he heard a knock on the door and the burly PC Tate escorted by a younger officer, came in with a grin on his face. "Someone said the old tart had topped herself," he said crassly. "Where's the body?" Terry bit his lip. "She is in the bathroom, second on the right," he replied tersely and he walked down the corridor and opened the door. He chuckled. "Hey I...
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My parents in Iowa went to London for two weeks and sent for me on 9/26/13 to see the Minnesota Vikings play at Wembley stadium. They had a package deal where I arrive Thursday and go back on Tuesday. The only problem was I was at a different Hotel. After flying all night I got the Heathrow Thursday around noon and got my ride to the hotel. I checked in, contacted my parents and agreed to meet for dinner later. The nice thing about central London was it didn’t take me long to figure out the...
I was apprehensive about going home with Darleen, I mean she had told me her family knew about her orientation and accepted it, but I was still too introverted to face others who would know about me. At times I regretted agreeing to go home with her for the weekend, but now felt committed as she was the type of woman who wouldn't take no for an answer. We drove up on the Thursday after work; I was a bundle of nerves of course and wanted to get it over with. The traffic was really heavy going...
LesbianLondon can be a very harsh place; especially if you are from India or sub-continent. If you have traveled in a Indian public transport you would have noticed that the majority of people love to talk. Talk to each other, talk to their maids on the phone, talk to the bus conductor, talk to the person sitting in the next bus or just moan about the conditions of road during the monsoon. In London the scene is quite radical. There pin drop silence on the trains. The most noise you can hear is from...
Alexa Chapter 27: London Baby! Part 2 The sound of an incoming text woke me from my slumber. I reached over to grab it and began reading the text. "Good morning girlie! Get out of bed and come meet us!" was all it said. I looked at the sender and saw that it was Nikki. I groaned a bit because I really didn't want to leave the warmth of the hotel bed and the person I was lying next to. I put my phone back on the nightstand and cuddled into Jenny. I realized falling back to sleep...