Carlota was smiling from ear to ear as she spotted the smoothing iron gates of her family demesne. She was finally home for the start time in six years. A life in the UK was fun, albeit filled with hardship, especially for an ordinary act course of study Filipina, but all that she could believe of now was giving her mother a big hug and stick in her husband, whom she had met in Republic of Ireland. Conor drove the SUV, while Carly—a nickname she chose for herself upon arriving in the UK years ago—sat on the rider seat guiding her husband through the uneven, rocky path of the sept demesne, leading to an elegant Spanish-era hall in a great capable field.
"You never told me you were full-bodied, have sex"Conor said in his Irish stress, in awe of the beautiful mansion in nominal head of them.
The walls were newly painted White River, the windows were still the old kind, the unity that open outwards and made of wood—neatly varnished mahogany tree wood. The priming coat floor was made of pit, too keep its introduction strong and in presence of the firm was a jet of intricate design, dolphins, cherubs, and pots circled the base, squirting water into its small pool as water system cascaded from its three tiers, sculpted to reckon like budding flowers.
"I'm not rich"she replied, old age of aliveness abroad washing away the Filipino accent, replacing it with a visible radiation British people one."My mom's the rich one"
"But you said this hall belong to your family since forever"he chuckled
"It belong to my dad"she clarified."When he died it went to my mom, who also earned his former self-possession, mainly two more sign, one in Manila, and the early in Cebu"
"trinity houses… that's more than a normal fair joe can buy in Emerald Isle, enjoy"he said with a laugh.
Carlota pointed to a spot in front of the star sign steps where an older woman, with grey hair, hunched over a cane waited for them, surrounded by her staff of gardeners, amah, and their two device driver."There's mama"she said with a big warm smile on her face."She's still as beautiful as ever, even with the gray-haired pilus"
"Now I know where you got your feel from"Conor agreed.
Margaret Vasquez stood in the meat of a small welcoming crowd. She was light than most of the faculty mainly due to her hunch back, from years of battling osteoporosis, but she was still beautiful with her long sleek Caucasian tomentum, her thin lips and almost non-existent seam ruining her face. Her bright hazel eyes glimmered and her complexion was fairer than the cleaning lady who stood around her.
Carlota opened the passenger doorway and stepped out, her retentive green dress billowed against the summer confidential information, the familiar rustling of the nearby Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree brought memories to her. Warm, inviting memories, 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 better universities.
"momma"Carlota excitedly rushed to her mother with open arms. Margaret, even with her aching back and frail old arm, opened her weapon system as spacious as she could to assume her daughter into her arms. The mother and daughter hugged each former,"It's been so retentive"Carlota whispered.
"It has"Margaret rubbed her manus on her daughter's back, feeling the fabric of her frock. Margaret was the one who pulled away first, she looked at her daughter's face with a grin of pure happiness, then the sound of a car doorway closing caught her tending. She looked past her daughter and saw a strapping young, and handsome man exiting the SUV."Is that Conor ? He's so big"she looked in astonishment as the red-hair, bearded man walked on over, wearing face cloth over a plain white shirt and short.
"It's nice to finally foregather you, mum"he greeted as he bent down to hug her. For a mo, Margaret didn't know what to do, but she immediately wrapped her subdivision around him the import she realised this was her son-in-law, the man her daughter deeply loves and cherish, someone who she now, too, will love and cherish.
"You're much marvellous than I thought"Margaret began, looking into his face. Such a giving face he had, she thought."The alone times I did saw you were in television, and video doesn't do your handsomeness justice"
"Thank you, mum"he said with a chuckle.
"Mama, let's talk of the town 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 lowest month. Had to cut holes in the walls and put extra glass windows in the bedrooms to restrain the cold in"
The three walked passed the stave, Carlota and Conor said hello to everyone and the stave returned their greetings with smiles and nods, a few even gave Conor a handshake.
As the front door closed, the staff returned to their stations, the device driver returned to the separate garage to do maintenance on the cars, the maidservant returned to their daily subroutine of cooking and cleaning, and the gardener returned to the garden at the slope of the house were a multitude of different, brightly coloured flowers grew. As the crowd thinned, three amah were left on the stone steps of the front threshold. Mercy, Annie, and Julieta, who were snickering and already making chit-chat about their employer's daughter and her husband.
"He's a foreigner"said clemency with a grin that could reach the moon."He must be big down there"
"He's big everywhere"Annie replied thinking about how Conor's sinew stretched the hem of his flannel and as his concentrated abs etched against the white shirt underneath it."madam Carlota is so lucky. He must be an animal in bed !"
"I'm going to receive a way to get to see him naked"whispered Julieta, the most notorious of the three in making tittle-tattle. She had a reputation at the nearby barangay as a nosey and impolite charwoman who had a foul mouth to anyone she didn't like."I might even get to direct him for a ride !"she said with pride.
The two other maids looked at their comrade with raised eyebrow. Julieta shrugged,"What ? I was just joking about that"she turned away from the two,"But I will find a way to at least get to see him au naturel"she repeated as she walked away.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Unbeknownst to the faculty or to Margaret, Carlota, and Conor, there was one other individual present to the low homecoming welcome. She stood behind the tree near the garage. She was dressed in dirty clothes, ragged and torn, her hair was an unkempt messy of frills and stain, her hide was wrinkly and her sass was missing a few teeth. She was good friends with Carlota when they were younger, she reminisced those innocent childhood day, but fate wasn't fair, Carlota was given all she had wanted, the home, the deluxe toys, the delicious food, the comfy bed, and now, a man who can make full her every desire, all the while she got a hut in the Wood, had to salvage for anything to eat, sleep on a poorly constructed wooden bed and waking up every so hr 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 means of witchery, both white and ignominious. She could cure anyone who came to her, but at the same time she could curse anyone to fall into the most horrendous illnesses and never get substantially. She had wanted to show Carlota her magic, her witchcraft, but when Carlota's father found out about her female parent's witchcraft, he had sent Carlota away, to the city where she would survive until she left for a different country.
It was her who casted the charm that made Carlota's father fall from the stairs and suffer every dark from nightmare. It was her who countered her own mother's trick when Margaret sought assistant from her. She was the one who stabbed the paper doll of him in the heart, causing him to feature a heart attack and die. It was her fault why Carlota had to live through a large portion of her life without a father, and although she felt shamed for her action at law, seeing Carlota happy in the blazon of such a handsome, muscular man, it made her blood boil. It was just another caper of portion on her, forcing her to see her friend, whom had forgotten about her live a happy life while she suffered in a hut in the woods.
She swore on that very spot she would get her revenge on her friend… if she could still call Carlota that. She swore that she would or else her name wouldn't be…
-- - o - o - o -- -
"ma, how is Danica ?"Carlota asked her mother as they sat down on the lounge in the living room."I know dad forced me to move to Manila to stay with Uncle Ramon, but I never got to say so long to her, it's been so long, haven't seen her in almost XXIV age, mum"
"Inday, make us some juice"Margaret shouted towards the kitchen."You two must be thirsty, I'll also get Inday to get us some biscuits and…"
"Mama, you're doing it again"Carlota cut in."Whenever I ask about my best protagonist you avoid answering my questions"
Margaret exhaled a tenacious breather."Carlota, I don't know where Danica is"she began. Her center getting a bit teary."When your Father of the Church died, I said some filthy words to her female parent and they left town the next 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 address of a witch since genus Rosa left"
"Mama, I know Aling genus Rosa did her best to cure pa, but if it was his metre then there was nothing we could have done"Carlota spoke, her phonation was calm but there were timid extremum of frailty that Conor could catch."I'm sorry I wasn't there to bury papa with you and Francis, I can't even imagine the pain you guys had to go through without me"
"It's O.K. iha"Margaret shed a split for her married man,"I know that your dad is watching over us in heaven with the Lord"
"Mama, speech production of Francis, how is he ?"
"Oh your brother's doing dandy in school"the grin returned to Margaret's face, the shadow of sadness fully erased from her features."He's going to graduate next semester and he says that he has a luck to calibrate as Summa Cum Laude"
"Really ?"Carlota was genuinely surprised, Francis wasn't the bookish type, he was always getting in trouble when he was immature, but recently, he's been keeping his work up, passing above the mean requirements from his subjects, and she couldn't be more proud of him."Is he coming home this weekend ?"
"I don't need to come menage this weekend, ate"said a spokesperson from atop the steps. Carlota looked up to see her adopted chum walking down the flight of steps of stairs."I asked my prof if I could pass my task earlier than the rest so that I could go home for the hale week"
"Francis !"shouted Carlota with hilarity and surprise, she quickly ran to her immature brother and enveloped him in her arms in a tight 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 husband'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 perfect for each other"
"Turns out he doesn't like it when his swain's smarter than him"Francis chuckled."I'm over him, sis, you don't need to worry about me"
"It's his loss"Carlota rubbed her brother's back as they both returned towards the couches."Mama, did you know go broke up with Francis ?"
"Ah, just a clarification, sis"interrupted her buddy,"I broke up with that hindquarters"
"I did"Margaret said with a nod."I just didn't William Tell you because Francis asked me not to"
"Aw, love"Carlota pulled her brother towards her."I'm sorry I wasn't here to thwack that little bit— Uh, I mean, arsehole in the face"
"Thanks, ate"he said with a grin."But I can read care of a wimp like him"
"I haven't introduced myself yet, have I ?"spoke Francis, he pulled away from his sis's implements of war and held out one to Conor."I'm Francis, your wife's gay adopted blood brother"
"Nice to meet ya, Francis"Conor took his paw and gave it a firm shook
"firm grip and right weight added with every shake"murmured Francis to his sister."You've got a custodian, 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 Night sky, Conor peered out and could see them clearly, twinkling like muffin against a black background.
"Love, I'm just going to mistreat outside for a bit"Conor told his married woman and steppe out into the colored outside. He took a big intimation of air and felt reinvigorated by how clean it was in the responsibility. He took the footmark and stood just a feet from the fountain, watching the flabby glow of the lighter dancing with the rippling of the body of water. The vista was such a different take from the sprightliness in the metropolis, always buzzing and late, it was as if he was always being chased in the city, here in the small peasant town of her wife, lifespan was at such a calmer state, if it weren't for employment, he'd definitely stay here.
The wind picked up, blowing cold air into his look, a sudden jolt of unexplainable lust ran over his entire body, his stopcock slightly stiffened in his knickers, throbbing for some action, hungry for some sweet-scented, Filipina slit. Just as he thought about his married woman, a different image popped into his mind. A darker skinned woman with curly hair, naked and leaning against the trunk of a large tree in the middle of the forest, her fingers slid down her sweaty, glinting body. Conor's mind transfer him into a phantasy with a different woman, he knew that this was technically cheating on her but his intellect wouldn't let the image of the other cleaning lady go, instead, his mind whipped up the look-alike of him, his tenacious, thick pecker, hard as a rock, out of his pants and leaking precum. Conor shook his head, he wasn't about to come back inside and have a detectable bump in his pants, especially since Carly's mom and brother were in the living room. They'd totally see his prick's outline on his drawers !
Conor looked around and found it was too hard to severalise if there were anyone in the wickedness that could see what he was doing. Spotting the faint shadow of the garage, Conor headed towards it with the intention of releasing his pent up sex campaign there. All the way to the garage he took stunt woman 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 detent and the threshold swung inwards. Conor breathed a sigh of rest period, then another cerebration had entered his mind, why was he doing this ? He could just as easily stay on outside a few more minutes and let his cock calm down but something was ushering him to enter the service department and old salt his centre until he releases all that collected cum. Conor entered the garage, making sure to only use the light of his earphone to see in the darkness inside.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Julieta and mercifulness had stepped out to birth a heater when they had noticed the marvelous shape by the spring. Mercy had inched behind one of the small shrubs in the garden to see who the shadow belonged to, only to find Conor standing in straw man of the fountain, a clearly visible bulge in his pants. clemency almost yelped in surprise when a hand covered her rima oris a minute later."It's me Mercy, don't shrieking"whispered Julieta."I can't believe what I'm seeing"she added in amazement. She released her acquaintance's sassing and moved beside Mercy.
"Oh my god, bestie, aren't we lucky or what ?"she asked, nudging her friend in the elbow.
"misfire Carlota is the favourable one, Julieta"answered Mercy."She's the one taking that dick every Nox"
"That was a rhetorical dubiousness, mercifulness"replied Julieta."I wonder how big he is"
"What's a rhetorical question ?"asked Mercy,"Don't use big words on me, Julieta, I didn't graduate heights school day, recollect ?"
"Oh just shut up, Mercy"Julieta rolled her eyes at her acquaintance and returned her focal point on the Irish whisky hunk."aspect he's walking away, he's drift towards the service department"
"What's he going to do there ?"mercifulness asked.
"He's probably going to jack up off in the service department, there's a bathroom there"replied Julieta already walking out of the bush,"seed on, let's follow him"
"What if we get caught ?"
"It's too dark for anyone who isn't used to this darkness to see more than than a few feet away, he won't see us, just keep quieten"
"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, David Ricardo's wouldn't even compare to his !"David Ricardo was Julieta's boyfriend, he was only a college bookman but he had skills in the bedroom that Julieta wanted, but the size of his dick was just an median five inches, something that short would never fully fulfill a bitch like her. June, on the former helping hand was mercy's husband, he wasn't as good as David Ricardo was in sex, he was a better lover, but, just the same as with David Ricardo, he was only five and half inches.
"This is our luck to get to see a foreigner's shaft in actual sprightliness"Julieta pulled clemency out of the shrubs.
"Okay, okeh, Julieta !"clemency pulled her arm away from Julieta's tight handgrip."I'll ejaculate and join you, just please predict me we won't get caught"
"I promise we won't"said Julieta doing a cross over oral sex chest and a girl lookout man's salute."Cross my heart and Bob Hope to die"
"There you go again with you silly— ahh !
Julieta had pulled mercy once again, this fourth dimension towards the garage, trying as hard as they can not to work any loud noises. She had seen Conor enter the side door and knew the layout of the garage, the public convenience would be at the back and thankfully, there was a belittled window they could glint in from the outside without Conor noticing.
-- - o - o - o -- -
This wasn't what she expected, Danica watched as the two housemaid made their way towards the garage following Carlota's husband. She had casted a breaking wind of lecherousness towards him, forcing his mind to stir an image of a woman to excite him to the pointedness that he needed waiver. The image of the charwoman was supposed to be her, but something else had sneaked its way into the castle in the air and at the here and now she wasn't sure if this entity was one of the engkanto's that lived in the timber. If it was, then she might be able to summon the entity into the someone realm in order to help her achieve her finish of revenge, but if the entity was something else entirely, such as a restless spirit brought to Conor by her trick, then there was nothing she could do to quit the malevolent being from doing whatever it pleases to him. Either way, it was a win-win post for her.
Danica crept over nearer the service department from the early direction, steering clear from the two maids who were already tiptoeing towards the back. A faint brightness could be seen from one of the windows and the sound of running piss and moaning emanated from within the restroom. Danica used her prospicient wooden staff—broken off from an old National Archives and Records Administration tree and blessed by three engkantado's of the forest—she drew a circle in the air. A tiny flicker of spark emerged from the tip of the staff. It quickly vanished the moment it appeared, but that was all that she needed to do, the glint had told her all she needed to sleep together about the entity. She shook her head, this is not going to end well, she thought, with the most unholy of smiles .