Carlota was smiling from ear to ear as she spotted the iron gates of her family land. She was finally home for the first gear time in six long time. A life in the UK was fun, albeit filled with rigourousness, especially for an average working year Filipina, but all that she could imagine of now was giving her mother a big hug and introduce her husband, whom she had met in Ireland. Conor drove the SUV, while Carly—a nickname she chose for herself upon arriving in the UK years ago—sat on the passenger seat guiding her hubby through the scratchy, jolting itinerary of the family land, leading to an elegant Spanish-era residence in a large open field.
"You never told me you were fertile, love"Conor said in his Irish accent, in awe of the beautiful mansion in social movement of them.
The walls were newly painted white, the window were still the old kind, the ones that open outwards and made of wood—neatly varnished mahogany wood. The soil story was made of stone, too preserve its foundation strong and in front of the house was a fount of intricate design, dolphinfish, cherubs, and deal circled the pedestal, squirting water into its small pool as H2O cascaded from its three tiers, sculpted to look like budding flowers.
"I'm not rich"she replied, years of livelihood abroad washing away the Philippine accent, replacing it with a light British one."My mom's the racy one"
"But you said this mansion belong to your class since forever"he chuckled
"It belong to my dad"she clarified."When he died it went to my mom, who also earned his other possessions, mainly two more houses, one in capital of the Philippines, and the other in Cebu"
"trey houses… that's more than a normal norm joe can buy in Emerald Isle, love"he said with a laugh.
Carlota pointed to a spot in front of the hall steps where an sr. cleaning woman, with grey tomentum, hunched over a cane waited for them, surrounded by her faculty of nurseryman, maid, and their two drivers."There's mama"she said with a big warm grin on her face."She's still as beautiful as ever, even with the Grey pilus"
"Now I know where you got your face from"Conor agreed.
Margaret Vasquez stood in the midpoint of a small welcoming crowd. She was shorter than most of the stave mainly due to her hunch back, from age of battling osteoporosis, but she was still beautiful with her long silky Theodore Harold White hair, her dilute lips and almost non-existent wrinkles ruining her side. Her bright hazel center glimmered and her skin colour was fairer than the woman who stood around her.
Carlota opened the passenger door and stepped out, her prospicient green dress billowed against the summer wind, the familiar rustling of the nearby trees brought storage to her. Warm, inviting computer storage, such as the day she met her adopted Brother, who she noted wasn't her mother. She thought for a second where he could've gone to, but remembered he was in the city, studying at one of the country's salutary universities.
"mummy"Carlota excitedly rushed to her mother with open arms. Margaret, even with her aching back and fallible old arm, opened her arm as wide as she could to subscribe to her daughter into her branch. The mother and daughter hugged each other,"It's been so tenacious"Carlota whispered.
"It has"Margaret rubbed her mitt on her daughter's back, feeling the cloth of her wearing apparel. Margaret was the one who pulled away first, she looked at her daughter's face with a smile of pure felicity, then the sound of a car doorway closure caught her attention. She looked past her daughter and saw a strapping young, and giving man exiting the SUV."Is that Conor ? He's so big"she looked in amazement as the red-hair, bearded man walked on over, wearing flannel over a kvetch white shirt and short.
"It's overnice to finally meet you, mum"he greeted as he bent down to hug her. For a bit, Margaret didn't know what to do, but she immediately wrapped her arms around him the instant she realised this was her son-in-law, the man her girl deeply loves and cherish, someone who she now, too, will love and cherish.
"You're much magniloquent than I thought"Margaret began, looking into his face. Such a liberal look he had, she thought."The only times I did saw you were in telecasting, and video doesn't do your handsomeness Department of Justice"
"Thank you, mum"he said with a chuckle.
"ma, let's talk inside, it's too hot out here"Carlota interrupted."Have you called Manong Ernie to put up the AC's ?"
"Yes, I did"her mother replied."He had installed them last month. Had to cut holes in the wall and put extra deoxyephedrine windows in the sleeping accommodation to continue the low temperature in"
The three walked passed the staff, Carlota and Conor said hello to everyone and the staff returned their greetings with grinning and nods, a few even gave Conor a handshake.
As the presence door closed, the staff returned to their Stations of the Cross, the drivers returned to the separate service department to do care on the auto, the amah returned to their daily bit of preparation and cleansing, and the nurseryman returned to the garden at the side of the home were a multitude of dissimilar, brightly coloured efflorescence grew. As the crowd thinned, three maids were left on the stone stair of the figurehead threshold. Mercy, Annie, and Julieta, who were snickering and already making gossip about their employer's girl and her husband.
"He's a foreigner"said clemency with a grin that could reach the Sun Myung Moon."He must be big down there"
"He's big everywhere"Annie replied thinking about how Conor's muscles stretched the hems of his flannel and as his concentrated abs etched against the lily-white shirt underneath it."dame Carlota is so lucky. He must be an creature in bed !"
"I'm going to regain a way to get to see him au naturel"whispered Julieta, the most infamous of the three in making gossip. She had a reputation at the nearby barangay as a nosey and impolite woman who had a foul mouthpiece to anyone she didn't like."I might even get to demand him for a drive !"she said with pride.
The two early maids looked at their fellow traveller with raised eyebrows. Julieta shrugged,"What ? I was just joking about that"she turned away from the two,"But I will find a way to at to the lowest degree get to see him naked"she repeated as she walked away.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Unbeknownst to the stave or to Margaret, Carlota, and Conor, there was one early someone present to the small homecoming welcome. She stood behind the tree diagram near the garage. She was dressed in dirty clothes, ragged and displume, her hair was an unkempt messy of frills and grease, her skin was wrinkled and her back talk was missing a few teeth. She was good friends with Carlota when they were youthful, she reminisced those sinless childhood days, but fate wasn't fair, Carlota was given all she had wanted, the mansion, the luxurious toy, the delicious nutrient, the comfy bed, and now, a man who can fill her every desire, all the while she got a hovel in the woods, had to scavenge for anything to eat, kip on a poorly constructed wooden bed and waking up every so hours to douse the fire she lit before sleeping so as to not let her house catch on fire.
But there was something she had that Carlota didn't. Magic. Passed down to her by her own mother, she was thought the manner of witchcraft, both white and blackamoor. She could cure anyone who came to her, but at the same time she could curse anyone to shine into the most terrible unwellness and never get adept. She had wanted to read Carlota her magic, her witchery, but when Carlota's father found out about her female parent's witchcraft, he had sent Carlota away, to the city where she would dwell until she left for a different country.
It was her who casted the go that made Carlota's father declension from the stairs and suffer every night from nightmares. It was her who countered her own mother's magic when Margaret sought help from her. She was the one who stabbed the paper doll of him in the gist, causing him to take a heart attack and die. It was her fault why Carlota had to live through a gravid portion of her life without a father, and although she felt guilty for her activeness, seeing Carlota glad in the arms of such a handsome, muscular man, it made her rakehell boil. It was just another joke of fate on her, forcing her to see her friend, whom had forgotten about her exist a glad life while she suffered in a shack in the woods.
She swore on that very spot she would get her revenge on her friend… if she could still yell Carlota that. She swore that she would or else her name wouldn't be…
-- - o - o - o -- -
"Mama, how is Danica ?"Carlota asked her mother as they sat down on the sofa in the living elbow room."I know dad forced me to move to Manila to stay with Uncle Ramon, but I never got to say goodbye to her, it's been so long, haven't seen her in almost twenty-four years, Mama"
"Inday, make us some succus"Margaret shouted towards the kitchen."You two must be thirsty, I'll also get Inday to get us some biscuit and…"
"mum, you're doing it again"Carlota cut in."Whenever I ask about my best acquaintance you avoid answering my enquiry"
Margaret exhaled a long intimation."Carlota, I don't know where Danica is"she began. Her center getting a bit teary."When your father died, I said some filthy Word to her female parent and they left town the adjacent day, I don't know where they went but I do know that it's not near here, in San Antiqua, because no one's even rundle of a witch since Rosas left"
"mammy, I know Aling genus Rosa did her best to cure papa, but if it was his time then there was zilch we could have done"Carlota spoke, her voice was calm but there were timid prime of vice that Conor could catch up with."I'm sorry I wasn't there to bury dad with you and Francis, I can't even imagine the pain you guys had to go through without me"
"It's hunky-dory iha"Margaret shed a snag for her hubby,"I know that your dad is watching over us in heaven with the Lord"
"mum, speaking of Francis, how is he ?"
"Oh your brother's doing great in school day"the smile returned to Margaret's face, the trace of sadness fully erased from her lineament."He's going to graduate next semester and he says that he has a hazard to graduate as Summa Cum Laude"
"Really ?"Carlota was genuinely surprise, Francis wasn't the studious type, he was always getting in trouble when he was younger, but recently, he's been keeping his studies up, passing above the medium requirements from his subjects, and she couldn't be more proud of him."Is he coming home this weekend ?"
"I don't need to number home base this weekend, ate"said a voice from atop the stairs. Carlota looked up to see her adopted sidekick walking down the flight of stairs."I asked my professors if I could pass my projects earlier than the rest so that I could go place for the unhurt week"
"Francis !"shouted Carlota with glee and surprise, she quickly ran to her younger brother and enveloped him in her weapons system in a blotto hug."I've missed you so much !"
"I missed you too, ate"he replied, his eyes looking straight ahead to Conor who sat quietly on the couch, chatting with Margaret."Wow sis, your married man's more handsome in person"he joked.
Carlota chuckled."How are you, Francis ? How is Adam ? Are you two still together ?"
Francis smiled and shook his head."We broke up two months ago"
"What happened ?"Carlota asked."You two were pure for each early"
"Turns out he doesn't like it when his beau's smarter than him"Francis chuckled."I'm over him, sis, you don't need to occupy about me"
"It's his loss"Carlota rubbed her chum's back as they both returned towards the couches."Mama, did you know Adam broke up with Francis ?"
"Ah, just a clarification, sis"interrupted her buddy,"I broke up with that bottom"
"I did"Margaret said with a nod."I just didn't William Tell you because Francis asked me not to"
"Aw, honey"Carlota pulled her brother towards her."I'm sorry I wasn't here to smack that niggling bit— Uh, I mean, arsehole in the face"
"Thanks, ate"he said with a grinning."But I can take care of a crybaby like him"
"I haven't introduced myself yet, have I ?"spoke Francis, he pulled away from his sister's arms and held out one to Conor."I'm Francis, your married woman's gay adopted pal"
"Nice to play ya, Francis"Conor took his mitt and gave it a firm shook
"house hairgrip and in good order free weight added with every tremble"murmured Francis to his sister."You've got a steward, sis"
The conversations continued well into the night, before anyone knew it, it was already seven in the evening, the sun had set and the moon had risen from the horizon, the starts brilliantly shone across the Nox sky, Conor peered out and could see them clearly, twinkling like gem against a Negroid background.
"Love, I'm just going to step outside for a bit"Conor told his wife and steppe out into the night exterior. He took a big breath of air and felt reinvigorated by how clean it was in the responsibility. He took the stone's throw and stood just a foot from the outflow, watching the flabby gleam of the lights dancing with the rippling of the piss. The prospect was such a different proceeds from the spirit in the urban center, always buzzing and late, it was as if he was always being chased in the city, here in the small-scale provincial Town of her wife, life was at such a calmer state of matter, if it weren't for work, he'd definitely stop here.
The wind picked up, blowing cold air into his look, a sudden jolt of unaccountable lust ran over his stallion consistence, his pecker slightly stiffened in his pants, throbbing for some action, hungry for some sweet-scented, Filipina pussy. Just as he thought about his married woman, a different icon popped into his mind. A darker skinned adult female with curly fuzz, naked and leaning against the bole of a large Tree in the middle of the wood, her fingers slid down her sweaty, glinting body. Conor's mind enthral him into a fantasy with a different woman, he knew that this was technically cheating on her but his judgement wouldn't let the image of the former adult female go, instead, his mind whipped up the image of him, his recollective, thick cock, hard as a rock, out of his drawers and leaking precum. Conor shook his head teacher, he wasn't about to come in back inside and have a obtrusive gibbosity in his pants, especially since Carly's mom and brother were in the living room. They'd totally see his dick's outline on his pant !
Conor looked around and found it was too punishing to tell if there were anyone in the dark that could see what he was doing. Spotting the faint shadow of the garage, Conor headed towards it with the intent of releasing his pent up sex crusade there. All the way to the garage he took forked takes and looked behind and around him to see if there was anyone following him or had spotted him out there.
Reaching the garage, Conor hoped that Man Kading had left the side door unlocked. He reached for the knob and turned it, there was a click and the doorway swung inwards. Conor breathed a sigh of stand-in, then another thought had entered his head, why was he doing this ? He could just as easily bide outside a few More instant and let his cock calm down but something was ushering him to enter the garage and jack his meat until he releases all that collected cum. Conor entered the garage, making sure to only use the lighter of his phone to see in the darkness inside.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Julieta and clemency had stepped out to take in a smoke when they had noticed the magniloquent figure by the natural spring. Mercy had inched behind one of the modest shrub in the garden to see who the phantasma belonged to, only to line up Conor standing in figurehead of the fountain, a clearly visible bump in his gasp. Mercy almost yelped in surprise when a hand covered her oral cavity a mo later."It's me Mercy, don't shriek"whispered Julieta."I can't believe what I'm seeing"she added in amazement. She released her friend's mouthpiece and moved beside Mercy.
"Oh my god, bestie, aren't we lucky or what ?"she asked, nudging her friend in the elbow.
"Miss Carlota is the lucky one, Julieta"answered mercy."She's the one taking that dick every Nox"
"That was a rhetorical doubtfulness, Mercy"replied Julieta."I wonder how big he is"
"What's a rhetorical dubiousness ?"asked mercy,"Don't use big words on me, Julieta, I didn't graduate luxuriously schooling, remember ?"
"Oh just shut up, mercifulness"Julieta rolled her middle at her ally and returned her focus on the Irish Gaelic hunk."Look he's walking away, he's head towards the garage"
"What's he going to do there ?"clemency asked.
"He's probably going to jack off in the garage, there's a bathroom there"replied Julieta already walking out of the shrubs,"semen on, let's follow him"
"What if we get caught ?"
"It's too grim for anyone who isn't used to this shadow to see Thomas More than a few base away, he won't see us, just hold on quiet"
"But I… I don't want to get caught, Julieta"
"Puta, Mercy, don't you want to see a big dick instead of what June has ? I know I want to see one, Ricardo's wouldn't even liken to his !"Ricardo was Julieta's beau, he was only a college student but he had skills in the chamber that Julieta wanted, but the sizing of his dick was just an norm five in, something that forgetful would never fully satisfy a kick like her. June, on the other manus was clemency's married man, he wasn't as commodity as David Ricardo was in sex, he was a better lover, but, just the same as with Ricardo, he was only five and one-half inches.
"This is our prospect to get to see a outlander's pecker in real sprightliness"Julieta pulled Mercy out of the shrubs.
"Okay, O.K., Julieta !"Mercy pulled her arm away from Julieta's miserly grip."I'll come and join you, just please anticipate me we won't get caught"
"I promise we won't"said Julieta doing a crisscross over head chest and a girl scout's salute."crisscross my heart and promise to die"
"There you go again with you silly— ahh !
Julieta had pulled mercifulness once again, this time towards the garage, trying as hard as they can not to get any loud noises. She had seen Conor enter the side door and knew the layout of the service department, the public toilet would be at the back and thankfully, there was a low window they could peek in from the outside without Conor noticing.
-- - o - o - o -- -
This wasn't what she expected, Danica watched as the two maid made their way towards the garage following Carlota's husband. She had casted a tip of lust towards him, forcing his judgment to raise an paradigm of a woman to excite him to the gunpoint that he needed waiver. The image of the woman was supposed to be her, but something else had sneaked its way into the castle in Spain and at the moment she wasn't sure if this entity was one of the engkanto's that lived in the forest. If it was, then she might be able to summon the entity into the mortal region in ordination to aid her achieve her goal of revenge, but if the entity was something else entirely, such as a restless life brought to Conor by her magic, then there was nothing she could do to stop the malevolent being from doing whatever it pleases to him. Either way, it was a win-win spot for her.
Danica crept over nearer the garage from the other direction, steering clear from the two maids who were already tiptoeing towards the back. A faint light could be seen from one of the windows and the speech sound of running water and moaning emanated from within the public lavatory. Danica used her long wooden staff—broken off from an old Nara tree and blessed by three engkantado's of the forest—she drew a circle in the air. A tiny discharge of loose emerged from the tip of the stave. It quickly vanished the bit it appeared, but that was all that she needed to do, the spark had told her all she needed to have it away about the entity. She shook her head, this is not going to end well, she thought, with the most wicked of smile .