An old story reprised.

Note All lineament are entirely ficticious and my apology of any family or company gens have inadvertently been used


My Lady 's downslope, the pantryman Tale.


I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing off elbow room window. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summertime day.

Mr Harrison my lord 's stock broker and adviser arrived just after tiffin, he asked no demanded to see my ma'am with the utmost urgency.

'' But sir, my ma'am is resting, '' I explained, knowing she was most potential with one lieutenant Carruthers her up-to-the-minute dalliance.

I went to seek her, I went upstairs to her room and knocked decorously, and then as one does I listened intently.

'' Oh yes, '' she was gasping, `` Oh that 's sooo respectable, do n't stop. ``

'' There 's soul knocking, '' a man 's interpreter hissed.

'' Mr Sir Rex Harrison wishes an consultation my madam, '' I explained through the fold door.

'' Then have him fall apart a funny wig and appear at the Adelphi ! '' the man joked.

'' Johnny, '' my Lady whispered, `` front its Gerald 's banker, I had better go, '' and she shouted `` Just a mo ! ''

Amazingly quickly my peeress appeared at the door, a vision of golden curls and vermillion chiffon, spoiled only by smeared lipstick.

'' My Lady, '' I explained, `` Your lip spliff ? ``

'' Oh, '' she said, `` Do n't be so damned impertinent ! '' but she still looked in the mirror and repaired the harm with a napkin.

'' sound chap, mums the word ? '' Carruthers said as he followed her from the way while smoothing his cricket jersey down and taking his wallet from his White River cricket trousers he tucked a ten shilling note in my top pocket, `` See myself out, vertebral column way. '' and he slipped away, the very epitome of a lounge lizard, or should that be lounge snake.

I left him to his deceit and dissembling, no doubt the regiment thought he was elsewhere, perhaps he was at cricket and had himself bowled out to spare half an hour for cuckolding but perhaps his tremendous ego would not allow him to appear to a lesser extent than a superman at the crease but he was certainly most unworthy of my lady 's affections.

My lady swept downstairs, `` Mister Harrison, what a pleasant surprise ! '' she simpered.

'' I fear not peeress Saltcoats, '' he said, `` Can we speak privately ? ``

'' The study is available my lady, '' I suggested.

'' He means sodomist off Holdford ! '' my lady hissed.

'' Alford my lady, '' I corrected, `` Certainly my lady. ``

'' Go on then ! '' she hissed and she ushered me away.

I went to the kitchen, I sat on my stool, Mrs Bridge the cook stood at the swallow hole, `` Trouble Mr Alford ? '' she asked.

I looked at her, heavy breasted, daily round shouldered and old before her sentence, `` None of our business Mrs bridge deck, '' I said using the courtesy title of Mrs despite the fact she had never married and was likely a virgin, with little aspect of losing that distinction.

'' If you say so sir ! '' she said sarcastically.

I let it go and then suddenly my lady shouted `` No ! ``

I stood and rushed to the study and throw out the door wide. My lady was aghast, but stood one thousand from Harrison, `` No, it can not be so ! '' she cried.

'' What have you done sir ? '' I demanded, `` My lady is distraught ! ``

'' Not I, '' he said, `` I accept no blame. ``

'' For what ? '' I asked.

'' nobleman Saltcoats has been declared bankrupt, '' Harrison explained, `` pass receiver have been appointed, my Jehovah has seven calendar days to lift these premises, meanwhile all bank accounts are frozen. ``

'' What do you mean ? '' I demanded.

'' household write up, all that form of thing, '' he explained, `` It 's the stock market, and reinsurance, high finance, you would n't understand. ``

I should birth hit him for his insult, but how was he to know my admittedly quality ? Instead I congratulated myself on blending so subtly into the fabric of the land house.

'' There will be some residue surely, the Greater London residence ? '' I asked.

'' Mortgaged, '' he said, `` And remortgaged, liabilities vastly exceed the plus. ``

'' Then why let this happen ! '' I queried.

'' None of your commercial enterprise, '' he said, `` But I had no idea, none at all, I merely manage his lordship 's investment funds portfolio, of path we made laborious losses, but no more than anyone else, less than many, it 's not my error he started meddling in indemnity, none at all ! ``

'' What does it mean, where will we go ! '' my lady demanded.

The telephone rang, in an machine rifle reflex I went to the incoming foyer to reply it.

'' Rainsford household, Lord Saltcoats residence, '' I answered automatically.

'' Alford, is that Alford ? '' individual demanded.

'' Indeed, '' I agreed.

'' Right look its Ted Griggs here, '' he said, `` His lordship 's London chauffeur, I got some bad news. ''

'' Indeed ? '' I queried.

'' Look tell Mrs Bridges that Lord Saltcoats, has disappeared, '' he said.

'' Disappeared, no he 's gone bankrupt. '' I said.

'' Well I dropped him off at Victoria around ten o'clock this morning and they said to go rest home when I got back, I reckon he legged it to France on the physique de cyprian, '' he meant the Golden arrow railroad train, `` What do you mean bankrupt ? '' he demanded, `` Oh damn, I ai n't got no More pennies tell Mrs Bridges, '' he said after the telephone pinged and suddenly it went deadened Brrrrrrr.

'' It seems his lordship has left left us, '' I said as I returned.

'' Only decent thing, '' Harrison agreed, `` Gun or noose ? ``

'' The train ferry to France ! '' I corrected.

'' Oh the add together shit ! '' my lady cried.

'' Indeed my peeress, '' I agreed and I slipped away.

Generally private use of his lordship 's telephone was priming coat for wink dismissal but I no longer cared, and throwing caution to the current of air I booked a call to my depository financial institution in Liverpool where they were keeping my `` Family ash grey, '' in their safety deposit.

'' Alford ! '' my lady protested when she saw me at the phone when I should have shown Mr Harrison out, but I ignored her.

She flew at me afterwards, `` How daring you ! '' she said, `` collect your things you are dismissed right away ! ``

'' And how shall you pay me what you owe ? '' I demanded, `` You can not. ``

'' I can dismiss you with nothing ! '' she said, `` No payment, no consultation, no case ! ``

'' Indeed ? '' I queried, `` Well perhaps you can pay me. ``

'' No ! shoot your things and go ! '' she said.

'' Perhaps you could pay me the way you pay lieutenant Carruthers and a few more I might bring up ! '' I suggested.

'' No, Rape ! '' she wailed and she rushed towards her room.

I followed, I caught her at the doorway and pushed her inside pausing only to bolt the door.

'' No ! '' she said, `` Well at least let me undo the claw, this cost an absolute portion. ``
'' Of course of study, '' I said, `` grant me. ``

She sat on the bed as I unfastened her dress, `` Be measured, '' she pleaded and then she stood and it fell around her feet.

Her well rounded breasts bulged over her red stays, her red knickers enclosed by the suspender strap, and she stood up and laid the dress carefully on the dresser.

'' That 's better, '' she said and she screamed, `` violation, '' again several times.

'' Ot would appear the US cavalry is otherwise engaged my lady, '' I observed as I removed my highly polished black shoes to unwrap well worn inkiness socks with protruding big toes, which I hurriedly removed, `` Does Lieutenant Carruthers remove his shirt and under shirt madam ? '' I asked.

'' No, though it is none of your business, '' she declared, `` ravishment ! '' she shouted again.

I removed my cap and shirt front, slipped the cardboard collar off and removed my undershirt.

'' Good noble, '' she gulped, `` Alford, '' and then I unbuttoned my flies and removed trouser and underpants in a individual motion.

'' God, you are proud of to see me are n't you ! '' she exclaimed as she gazed at my humanness as it strained, `` Right, '' she said as she snapped her gallus away from her stockings and pushed her knickers down before kicking them off her feet.

'' rapine, '' she shouted again and then, `` Oh well, you wo n't hurt me will you, and there are some Rebel 's in the medical dressing table.

'' They spoil the moment my ma'am, '' I explained, `` I shall get on you as the good Jehovah intended. ``

It was nearly a week since my final stage night off, spent with two buxom whores in the township a wearisome ten long sea mile away by bicycle, and my motivation was great, and her protestation were little but tokens.

'' Do n't anguish me, '' she asked again as I gripped her waistline as I planted my knees firmly between hers and blindly aimed my manhood at her.

'' Hey, '' she said, `` Not there, let me, '' and she guided my straining manhood between her unobserved cunt brim and took me to heaven.

'' Do something then, '' she insisted.

'' What ? '' I asked as I luxuriated in the tactile property of her moist cunt gripping me.

'' I do n't know, but it 's not very exciting for me. '' she declared.

I thrust against her, `` Better ? '' I asked.

'' much ! '' she said, `` And again, that 's safe, '' she said, `` Oh you 're so big, '' she said, `` Fuck me, you 're going to prison for this so enjoy yourself ! ``

I started to think of her as a cyprian, a beautiful favorable haired high division whore, and then I remembered the blur lipstick and I determined to try her lip as well and I dipped my lips to caress hers.

Her clapper emerged instantly, running around my teeth, my creative thinker exploded and so did my cock jerking and pumping and flooding her parts, and as our mouths parted she was gasping and mussitation, `` Oh my god, '' she said and then we stilled.

'' Alford, '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``,

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' If we 're belly-up '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``

'' What is this `` We'suddenly ? '' I asked.

'' Well, what is it to be Alford, violation or 'we', '' she asked quite reasonably.

'' We, '' I said, `` My lady. ``

`` I expect Gerald has, '' she said quietly, `` He wo n't confront wrecking, he knows I only need his money, I never loved him. ``

'' And the dashing Lieutenant ? '' I enquired.

'' He makes me palpate good, '' she said, `` But then to be honest, so do you. ''

She stretched, `` So what is it to be, a skillful low temperature cell or me ? ``

'' What a option, may I have a moment to think my lady ? '' I asked.

'' Get dressed, we have appearances to maintain, '' she insisted and she went to prune again.

I too dressed and made my way downstairs, there was a hubbub of articulation in the kitchen, I went in, `` Mr Alford, or is it My nobleman. '' Binks the head gardener challenged.

'' Mr Binks, '' I replied, `` What troubles you ? ``

'' You and her ladyship, '' he said.

'' She 's finished, '' I said, `` We 're finished, his lordship 's bankrupt, the bailiffs are coming so I 'm leaving. ``

'' And ladyship, '' Mrs Bridges asked.

'' Do n't ask me, '' I insisted.

'' She 's leaving with Mr Alford, '' her ladyship said as she came to tolerate behind me, `` Tonight. ``

I had no intention of leaving so soon yet there was little stage in remaining, `` We need to babble out, '' I explained.

'' We 'll get a hotel way, '' she suggested, `` Do you drive ? ``

'' Yes, '' I agreed.

'' Then we 'll take the peal, '' she insisted, `` The shooting brake ! ``

We left that same evening, her luggage stowed in every spare space it that huge crudely overbodied travesty of a luxury car so full that she had to sit beside me, and we made our way north.

'' What will you do ? '' I asked.

'' What do you suggest ? '' she replied.

'' fountainhead I doubt cooking or cleaning is to your taste, '' I suggested, `` Whore, prostitute, courtesan ? ``

'' Yes, '' she agreed, `` I have some money, perhaps we could get a room ? ``

'' Perhaps, but for now, '' I suggested, `` dame Alford and her Chauffeur ? ``

'' Separate seam ? '' she asked, `` I 'll cry you Alan ! ``

'' One for sleeping and one for work ! '' I joked.

I could n't trust her, I never really intended for her to become a whore but could not risk telling her the truth, maybe I should have, but I didn't.

You see three years before my don had made musical arrangement for me to work in the United States of America, to learn about the American English system of rules of banking which seemed so greatly superior to ours, and while there the neat crash of 1929 erupted through the whole economical system.
I was working at a metier size city bank as a sort of assistant handler, and I was right there when the run came, and when it came it all seemed to fall out all at once.

Ordinary mass, regular folks waited in a line right down the street and you did n't need to be a genius to work out we had not even a tenth part of the money those people thought they had in their explanation to pay them. We started paying out in the morning and by noon the vault was empty, except that is an innocent cardboard box of big value bills which somehow found their way in my locker, for condom keeping you understand.

Ted Adams chief cashier and Jim McFadden the manager came down the bank hall all glum faced, `` Shut the doors Jim, '' McFadden said to the sentry go, `` We 're gone broke. ``

That triggered a come near debauch, I slipped out the back way with my box and in all the confusedness I swapped my twenty seven Buick for the janitor 's bicycle and coat and I rode off down the street on that cycle with about a half million dollar mark in that cardboard box balanced on the cross bar.

I went to the apartment I rented, told Mrs Rafferty the concierge I was leaving and I headed north west towards New House of York city on the evening train.

So what do you do when you have half a million dollars of someone else 's cash ? Why get a job of course.

Except the world and his brother was looking for a job, so I bought some furniture, put my box in a counter, had it crated and arranged shipment to England on the RMS Mauretania and I sailed home 2nd class.
I had my crate put in memory and looked for a job, told dad I was still in the state of matter, changed my name to Alford and forged some references and worked in Liverpool until I fancied some land air and her ladyship took me on as Butler.

She knew my mention were forged, she thought she could sack me any time and that would proceed me in line and block off me telling her husband about her lovers.

But now I had half a million dollar to spend, without being noticed.

We found a decent little apartment, it was over a betting shop in the Harrow Road, the estate agent had century of empty properties, we could take our pick.

She had savings, we pawned some of her jewelry, we painted the flat, bought bed piece of furniture, I had my material from Liverpool sent over and we worked like a substantial team.

Then when we were all ready to open I told her my programme, `` depend, '' I said one even after a particularly hanker and gruelling sitting in bed.

'' I know, Mister flopsy is tired, he needs a kiss, '' she said as she bent to kiss my muffled penis.

'' My madam, you do n't need to sleep with anyone, except me, '' I explained, '' I have about half a million buck to launder, you just say an freaky American paid you in dollars. ``

'' But Alan, '' she said, `` We agreed, we did all the work, we were going to get a maid, start small, progress up, two or three gentleman a night to lead off with. ``

'' We can just use it as a cover, '' I explained.

'' But you promised two or three men a day, '' she said angrily, `` You promised ! ``

'' But surely you do n't want ? '' I asked.

'' And you do n't seriously think you fulfill me do you ? '' she asked, `` With Mr floppy always needing a suck to plain startle him, for heavens sake ! ``

'' You want to be a whore ? '' I said incredulously.

'' Yes with you there to protect me, '' she said, `` I expect I could do a gentleman in forty moment and a servant in ten. ``

'' At the Same time ? '' I queried, `` One up the back passageway ? ``

'' Possibly, '' she said, `` But you did the sums, even with a few days a month when we need a point of view in we will make a cleanup ! ``

'' But what about us ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, you still get your turn, '' she said, `` But really, seriously, '' she said, `` I need to a greater extent. ``

We heard cypher of Jehovah Saltcoats and so it was that we opened `` The madam 's Boudoir '' one even in September 1932.

The name was stencilled on the doorway beside the betting shop an inside the door we had a kiosk where the receptionist Lillia sat guarding the rear of the stairs and then I would greet the gentlemen, take their hats and baseball mitt and stand in attendance in guinea pig they needed aid with dressing and always hold discretion and moderation.

It sickened me, every day she lay in bed from mid morning trough after midnight while a successiveness of men used her, `` Good day sir may I take your hat ? '' I would ask and get a contemptuous spotlight in restoration as gloves were thrown in the hat and the hat handed to me.

We reached concord for the betting shop to be our waiting room, every day there was my lady, answering to any name under the sun, play acting the scented mettle, legs astride, cunt glistening. teat distended, bathed in sweat like as not and then dragging some half nude valet de chambre minus pant and underpants but like as not retaining sock and air sock brace to her as she grasped his rampant extremity to aim it within her or suck it to lifetime or completion.

Hairy asses bobbling as they pounded her, time after time, workweek after week, calendar month after month until every ounce of compassionateness I had for her was terra firma to zippo by the detrition of privates upon crotch.

I rented a sign for us in Middlesborough patio so we could get away from her work, but she was always too tired so I had the former bedroom converted to another oeuvre way, bare floors and a uncomplicated mattress.

They paid extra for the simple mattress, the more soiled it got the beneficial they liked it because it stopped being man and instead it was anyone who won a bet on the horses.

They all wanted to sleep with a fine madam on a begrime mattress.

'' Maybe you would prefer standing against a wall in the ginnel ? '' I asked in a moment of reckless sarcasm.

'' And how much duplicate would that be ? '' the blighter asked quite seriously.

'' Double, '' I said flippantly.

'' Then I 'll give that ! '' he agreed.

She used the courtyard, the ginnel was too populace and she wore a pair of cogs and a servants smock, sometimes we had three men waiting while a twenty-five percent fucked her standing against the wall.

Sometimes Lillia pretended to be the lady, if she remembered to sustain her mouthpiece shut, when not clamped around a customer 's member that is, she was exquisitely, except it made too lots work for me keeping an eye on two whores, taking money and everything.

One night a Irishman asked me to roll in the hay him up the ass while he fucked Lillia. I declined, but it gave me an musical theme, `` So where do you get you 're ass fucked ? '' I asked.

He told me, I out an advert in the window and got ten inquiries in two hours.

I gave Harry the job, he liked zippo better than wearing a annulus with aught under it, usually he wore a kilt but his Geordie accent betrayed him and he relished the theme of ramming his meat up valet de chambre 's posterior while they shafted our whores.

He seemed entirely capable so I left him to it, and gradually did lupus erythematosus and less fourth dimension at the Boudoir and he became more or less the managing director while I planned my adjacent move.

I went to capital of the United Kingdom and became delayed with my social function and came north again to check on my lady.

She was not there, `` Gentlemen want variety sir, I got some new girls in, '' Harry explained.

'' But she was the whole reason ! '' I pleaded, `` Where is she ? ``

'' Blowed if I know sir, '' he said, `` I just thought she were a fancy woman, sir. I never thought she was your peculiar whore. ``

I went out to seek her, I asked around until I heard of soul living in a hut by the railway and earning a crust from denture bed and the like.

I had to find her and bought a plug hat hat and gaberdine coat like a railway system official and marched down to the rails yards.

There was no sign of her, but then a lucky stroke, `` You going for a jar Tam ? '' someone asked a device driver as his chemise ended.

'' Och so I will, after I poke the madam, '' was his reply.

I followed, he went to the engineman 's barracks, where the foresighted distance men lodged before returning home, and there I found her nude but for a pelage open at the front sitting on an railway locomotive man 's cabinet listening to the tales of engines.

'' Enginemen only sir, '' the assistant said politely but firmly.

'' I came to see her, '' I said and pointed, `` How are you ? ``

'' Well, '' she said and she smiled, `` Were you worried ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, you were not at the household, '' I explained.

'' That Harry was beastly, '' she said, `` He wanted to charge more, but I just want sex. ``

'' And now ? '' I asked.

'' They are lovely, all these lonely men to ease, '' she said, `` They make me sense wanted. ''

I looked at her, her blonde hair seemed to be silvering, her scramble once like alabaster now weatherbeaten, `` I 'll keep an business relationship for your money, you know where to rule me, '' I explained, `` Oh Geoffrey turned up, '' I added, `` He 's working as a Gigolo in Monte Carlo, maybe you two were made for each other after all. ``

'' Maybe, '' she admitted but the Scotsman had her in his coal dusted blazon and his blackamoor hands ran through her hair and his black back talk brushed her ruby lips and it was more than I could contain to see.

I hid my binge and left her even as she gasped in blessing as her Scots lover took her to heaven once more .