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my family pt2

bigguy34 on Incest Stories

it was about 1am on a sat mourning i was just getting in from a party at my friends. i slowly walked up the stairs and into my room. i closed the door behind me and went to sleep only to be woken up from my brother josh coming in an hour later he was cocked and was making a lot of noise i came out of my room and helped him to his he was so drunk he couldnt recognize me

"josh u have to be quit" i whispered

"hey cutie wanna dance" josh said

i couldnt help but laugh

"ill take that as yes" he said than he grabed my ass.

 josh is a good looking guy he is 6'4" about 180pounds and pretty cut. I always felt somewhat attracted to him but surpressed my fellings. we fell on to his bed me landing on top of him my shirt which was

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all i was wearing skided up to my belly his hand was on my bare ass.

"o right to the point" he said

he slid his shirt off and forced a kiss on my at first i resisted but than i felt my pussy get wet.

"josh, take of your pants"

he did i could see that he already had a hard on he took of his boxers with out any orders. i saw his cock it was around the same size as my dad a little smaller.i took of my shirt. he kissed my nipple than began sucking on it. i could feel my pussy get warmeri was noe neeling on his bed while he was sitting on it my legs out side his. i slid my hand down to his cock and guided it into my pussy. he relased the suchin cup he made with mouth around my nipple than kissed me. i pushed him down straight on his back and began ridding him. besides my father he was only the second cock i had inside me. i started to moan softley trying to control myself

"fuck me josh, get on top"

he did. i could feel him pushing with al his might it felt painful at first but became the best fuck of my life he made long hard thrust and i began to thrst my hips with his. we must have made some noise because i heard the door open and heard foot steps than the light turned on it was my other brian

"what the fuck!"

"Close the door!"

he did.

u guys are fucked up wait until mom hears about this" brian threatend

" no wait" i said

icouldnt think straight and paniced

"ill do what ever u want i just dont want mom to know"

"anything?" he said

"anything well u can start by sucking my cock"

josh got off me and i got on my knees he unziped his fly and took out his semihard cock i began stroking it and he said

"i said suck it not pet it"

i began sucking on his cock. he was the smallest cocked between josh and my dad so i could deep throat him relitivley easy.

"i want both of you to fuck me i said as i gasped for air the thought of being fucked by two men at once turned me on beyond my belief. i got on my hand and knees and mike inserted his cock into my ass it feld harder than ever and i moaned with pain. brian had goten on his knees and put is cock in my face i imediatley began sucking. at first it was akward but within no time we all got into a rythem and i was getting the best of both world or what i thought was until i was fucked inmy dripping wet pussy and ass at the same time. we all stood up josh picked me up and i started fucking him while he held me nextthing i knew there was a cock in my ass and pussy it was the most amazing feeling i everhad. i had multiple orgasms almost imediatley. and i could feel that brian was about to come because he started shacking i had josh put me down than got on me knees i started sucking one cock and playing with the other. switching back and forth

"iam going to cum" brian muttered

"me2" said josh

they both blew there load in my mouth at the same time. i had just had the best sex of my life. smoked a cigarette and went to bed thinking of who else i could fuck in my family.....to be continued

His Dirty Little Secret

NightmarePrincess on Sex Stories

Keri stood naked staring at her reflection in the mirror, hating herself more with each passing moment. The minute she answered his call, she knew it would end up as it always had before. Deep down, she held on to what little faith she had left that this time was the last time. He would no longer use her then slip out the door to be with someone else. After all, he had become her Master, despite how badly he treated her. Keri wasn't stupid. She knew about the others, and there had been many of them, but one thing remained a constant. He always came back to her.

She had fallen deeply in love with him some time ago. She couldn't pinpoint the moment it happened, because it felt like she had loved him all of her life. Keri gave herself to him without hesitation, leading

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to the nature of their relationship. She had no idea how he truly felt about her. He had told her long ago that he loved her, but then he left her for several months without a word. When he returned, he was with someone new. He had not even taken the time to tell her. Still, she could not tell him no.

She ran her fingers over her sun kissed cheeks, looking hard for any imperfections he may find displeasing. She stared into her own eyes for a moment. Where there once was a glimmer of hope and happiness now was home to sadness so deep it consumed her soul. She brushed her dirty blond hair away from her face, forcing the best smile she could muster as she heard footsteps outside the front door.

She quickly scampered to the living room, stopping a few feet from the door. There she dropped to her knees, her body molding itself into the picture of submissive perfection. Her thighs spread widely, invitingly displaying her shaved, baby smooth flesh. She arched her back deeply, pushing her ample breasts forward. Keri drew in a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she focused on her love for him as she tried to rid herself of the thoughts that plagued her.

The backs of her hands came to rest squarely on her tanned thighs as she stared at the door handle… The knob turned slowly as the door swung open. Her gaze immediately dropped as she flashed her best attempt at a smile. Her breath stopped, anticipating his inspection of her. Scott closed the door, standing in front of her for a moment. He stroked her hair as he looked down at her with a pleased smile. This was where she was expected to be whenever he arrived.

"Well little one, I see you have not forgotten how to greet me," he said

He walked past her, making his way toward the chair at the opposite side of the room. He sat down, his eyes remaining on her, and pointed to the spot directly in front of his feet without speaking as much as a syllable. Obediently, Keri placed her palms on the floor in front of her, crawling to him like a lowly animal and resumed her position at his feet.

 

"Very good little one, now remove My shoes and socks," he said as he sunk back into the chair.

Keri nodded slightly, her fingers immediately worked to untie his shoes. She slid them off, his socks following after each, and laid them next to the chair. She sat back on her heels again, her hands falling to her thighs as she awaited his next command. He smiled, just staring at her for a moment. He stood up, tossing his blue Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt onto the sofa.

"Well girl, what are you waiting for," he asked, his crotch inches from her face.

Her fingers fumbled to unfasten his pants as quickly as she could, sliding them down his legs. He stepped out of them, kicking them aside for the moment. She wrapped her long, slender fingers around his swollen shaft as she leaned forward. Holding him steady, she guided the head of his cock between her soft pink lips.

Her tongue worked in small circles as it languidly lapped at the smooth skin. She began to feed his cock into her warm wet mouth slowly. With her lips wrapped tightly around him, she began to suck lightly at first. He reached down, grabbing a handful of her hair as he forced the length of his cock into her throat. She swallowed hard to keep herself from gagging as he assaulted her throat. Her tongue pressed firmly against the underside of her shaft as he fucked her mouth.

Keri hated herself for what she had become, but she could not tell him no. No one else had ever made her feel like he did. She hated the pain that he caused her both physically and emotionally, but the feelings his touch evoked surpassed the hatred. She worked her tongue along his cock, tracing the veins that ran along it as he forced it deep into her throat with every thrust. Her eyes closed, continuing to do her best to please him. Scott yanked her hair hard, pulling her off his throbbing shaft and forcing her onto the floor. She landed against it with a loud thud.

"Get on your hands and knees slut," he growled.

"Yes Master," she replied softly as she rolled into position.

His hand caressed her soft cheeks for a moment before he drew back, swatting her hard. Her skin quickly reflected back the angry red handprint. He forced her legs further apart, his left lining the head of his engorged shaft up with her tender pink slit. The tip nuzzled between her lips, allowing him to grip her hips with both hands. With a single, brutal thrust, Scott hilted himself inside her. Her body jolted back and forth like a shaken rag doll with the impact of each stroke. He growled and grunted as he plowed deep inside her.

Her soft whimpers went unnoticed as he reached down, giving her clit a harsh pinch. Her body stiffened, the sweet pain shot through her. Keri rocked back into his thrusts, her body beginning to crave more of his vicious lust. She knew he was the only one who could ever satisfy her need for such treatment. Her moans became louder with each thrust, feeling the head of his cock angrily stabbing at the opening of her cervix. He slammed his cock into her as hard as he could, forcing further into her. He stared down at his rigid shaft as it moved in and out of her. Thin streaks of blood lined his skin as he continued to ream her tight hole.

He moved his hand to her breast, squeezing it hard as his fingers sought out her nipple. Scott yanked the swollen pink nub, twisting it between his thumb and index finger. His nails dug into it as he tugged on it, causing Keri to shriek. Her body was trembling as each cruel gesture brought her closer to orgasm. Each cry was a plead for more, as she forced herself back into each thrust.

"If you want to cum, you better beg for it you filthy little whore," he stated as he reamed her abused cunt.

She whimpered loudly, struggling to keep herself from disobeying. Her body so close to climax that she was unsure she could do it.

"Oh Master, please let girl cum. Let her show You just how much she loves Your brutal touch. Please Master, let girl drench Your cock in her juices and cum for You," she pleaded between panting breaths.

"You have to do better than that slut," he replied.

"Oh fuck, Master, please let girl cum. Girl is so close, she just wants to please You Master. Please, girl will do anything if You let her cum, anything You wish Master," she begged. "Just let girl cum for You."

"You will do whatever I say anyway you sorry excuse for a cumdumpster," he groaned, pumping furiously into her.

"Oh god Master, girl can't hold out much longer. The feel of Your cock inside her makes her so hot," her words trailed off as she fought to keep control.

"Cum you fucking slut," he growled.

He felt the spasms around him as he began to fuck her harder, causing her to cry out in pain. The thin trickle of blood smeared over his cock as he hammered her as hard as he could. Her juices dribbled down from her tortured cunt each time he forced himself all the way inside her. His balls slapped loudly against the wetness that coated her clit.

Her body shuddered hard, still caught in the grips of the intense climax. She tried to form intelligible words but all she could muster was a tangled mess of guttural sounds. His fingers tangled in her hair, jerking her head back. He withdrew from her dripping wet cunt, placing the tip of his cock to her puckered anus.

"You are far from done bitch," he answered.

His cock jabbed into her, hilting itself with a single thrust. Keri cried out in pain as he ripped through the tight ring of muscles. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he impaled her on his throbbing cock. The tender lining of the dark opening felt as it if it was being shredded with each invasion. The pain subsided slowly, as her body became accustomed to his girth. His powerful thrusts became more intense. He grunted as he yanked her back into each thrust. Her hair felt as if it was being ripped out as he continued to ravage her body.

Her eyes clenched shut as he twisted the handful of hair in his grip. Her neck wrenched painfully as she moved her head to follow the motion of his hand. Her painful cries fueled him on as he continued to ream her tight little ass. He used that grip to yank her back into his thrusts, causing her extreme pain. She whimpered and moaned as he brutalized her puckered little opening. It did not take long for him to make her bleed from his cruel touch.

He stared down at the streaks of blood on his cock, making him only fuck her harder and faster. He always seemed to take great joy in abusing her body. She was the only girl who ever withstood the dark side of his lusts and begged for more. He grunted as he released her hair, his fingers moving to her hips. He grasped her tightly, digging his nails into her flesh as he pulled her back into each thrust, leaving little crescent shaped lacerations. She knew there would be bruises to match when he finished.

Keri could feel him throbbing inside her more intensely now. Her body ached from his touch, yet still continued to throw herself back into his pumping hips with all her might. The pain was intense but it was well worth it to please him. There was always that shred of hope that if she tried harder, if she gave all of herself to him that he would return her love.

His right hand moved, wrapping around her throat as he began to squeeze. She closed her eyes as she felt it becoming more difficult to breathe. She struggled for each breath, feeling lightheaded as he continued to tighten his grip on her. His hips slammed hard into hers, her breasts bouncing hard with each collision of their bodies. She was on the verge of collapse when she heard the familiar growl and the warm torrent of cum flood into her bowel.

The moment he released her throat, her arms gave out, dropping her upper body against the floor. He held himself inside her for a moment as he panted, catching his breath. She slowly composed herself, remaining on her hands and knees until his spent cock slipped from her abused hole. Immediately upon its withdrawal, Keri spun around, lowering her head and devouring his shaft. She dutifully licked it clean, making sure not to miss an inch. The metallic tang of blood nauseated her but still she continued in hopes of his approval.

He stroked her hair gently as she fed upon the mixture of juices that clung to his flesh.

"Good girl." he said, glancing over at the clock. "I need to get going. I have to pick up Cynthia. She's meeting my parents tonight."

He stumbled to his feet, pushing her away. She remained kneeling, her head hung as she tried to keep from crying in front of him. Scott dressed quickly and patted her on the head as he passed. Moments later, he was gone again and she was left alone with her self-loathing. Keri rose to her feet and went to the bathroom to try to wash away the filthy feelings that now consumed her.

Passion's Evil Hand

writermike on Erotic Poems

Dear friend So close So near So dear I would willingly Yes Willingly

Suck… Yes… Kiss yes and Suckle all your sweet lips… Aah… Yes…

God… Yes… willingly Suck… pleasures pain from within…It rains

And Yes… I would steal yes st

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eal only a glance So furtively… briefly

Your face so twisted from pleasure’s evil hand… And Yes So Rapt

And Yes Oh So Rapt no longer does the platform feel only the million

Yes no longer do you feel anything but the million pins Yes…piercing

Oh…God Yes… The piercing… as the hairs stand In pleasure’s hand

Pleasure’s relentless painful tugging the standing hairs God the million

God…The million piercing hairs… Yes pleasure’s hand pulls each one

And Yes I have stolen… Only a blink… and saw pleasure’s tears… all

A Sweet furtive glance… to see the shuddering… first one then the other

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

To look for only a moment so brief… pleasure’s hand working stirring

First from your soft brow and cheek… Yes desperation in your eyes

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

Running along the rose petal folds…and beading…Yes your soft thigh

And Yes at pleasure’s bid I will sink my teeth Yes my teeth your thigh

To suck To bite meat So sweet So pliant… And Yes… to taste and feel

To whet the thirst… Yes to steel the hunger…And hone it’s pain deeply

I would willingly do pleasure’s evil bidding gladly bring tears weeping

My Love I have marked you… My teeth sinking… My mouth suckling

My thirst slaked… only a moment… And… only to steel your hunger

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

So Sad my pain… To pleasure you And know pleasure’s… Writhing

Yes… Pleasure’s hand waves… And fingers dance… Yes I Am moved

I feel My teeth… Yes sinking… Your flesh Oh So Sweet And Marked

And Yes I have stolen… Only a blink… and saw pleasure’s tears… all You are writhing within pleasure’s relentless hand … It’s fingers dance

And Yes Breasts heaving… Breath So heavy…their fruit bristling… Yes

And God the Shuddering… Yes first one… then the other… Shudder

Our body trembles and Yes I have marked you again… My sinking teeth

The Soft Pink Petals splay… And Passions crown… Bristling… Yes…

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

Yes… Weeping…

Cruel Ryoko

Carmenica Diaz on Fetish Stories

Part 01: Sweet Ryoko

 

William Parnell slammed the telephone back into its cradle and glowered at it. How dare that fucking moron , he seethed, how dare he threaten h

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im ? Lawyers, the scum of the fucking planet!

He picked the phone back up and dialled, fingers of his other hand angrily tapping on the desk top while he waited for it to be answered.

‘Hello?’

‘Listen, you dumb cunt,’ he snapped as, Daphne, his ex-wife answered, ‘don’t think you’re getting anywhere with that stupid lawyer of yours!’

‘I’m just following the process…’

‘You just do what I say! You’re getting fucking nothing! I’ll tie you up in court for fucking forever!’

He slammed the phone back down and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he laughed, turned back to his computer screen and was happily examining the reservation listings when there was a tentative knock on the door and Fiona, one of the hotel staff opened it. ‘What is it?’ he snapped, not even bothering to look at her.

‘A woman has come about the job,’ Fiona said quickly, eager to get out of the office.

‘What job?’

‘The upstairs maid’s job we advertised,’ Fiona explained patiently. He was fully aware, she knew, he just didn’t want to spend money on another person if he could bully everyone into working extra shifts to cover the vacant position.

‘We don’t need…’

Fiona expected his resistance but took a deep breath. ‘We do,’ Fiona said firmly, surprising herself a little as all the staff knew what a ferocious temper Mr Parnell had. ‘Doris is going on holidays soon and we won’t be able to cope. Mr Parnell, we really need some one to help. She’s outside and seems nice, really nice...’

‘Nice! I don’t give a fuck how nice she is!

Fiona winced. ‘I mean, I think she’ll be easy to get along with. Please talk to her, Mr Parnell.’

‘Ok, ok ,’ he grumbled, ‘I’ll talk to her.’ He turned around and looked out at the reception area through the open door. ‘Fuck,’ he said, ‘she’s a slant eye!’

Fiona flushed and glanced out to see if the young Japanese woman heard but, luckily, she didn’t appear to as she was seated near the stairs, staring impassively into space. ‘Please, Mr Parnell, she may hear you,’ Fiona urged in a whisper.

‘I don’t give a fuck if she hears me or not,’ Parnell snapped. ‘This is my hotel and I can say what I like!

‘Yes, of course, Mr Parnell,’ Fiona soothed.

‘How fucking old is she?’ Parnell demanded, looking out into the reception area again.

Fiona looked at the application form Ryoko had completed. ‘She’s twenty five…’

‘She doesn’t look it, she looks younger but they all do, don’t they.’ I remember that whore in Tokyo… Parnell shook his head slightly to erase the memory.

Fiona silently rolled her eyes, waiting and finally, Parnell got to his feet. William Parnell was a big man and prided himself on keeping fit, working out with weights three times a week and believed he was big enough and strong enough to handle anyone, I don’t take shit , he said to himself often, from anyone! I can handle anybody!

It was no surprise that he was a bully to everyone and that he had a constant turnover of staff. The hotel was the biggest employer in the small village and which had recently undergone a tourist resurgence and. As a result, the hotel was constantly full with tourists and travelling salespeople.

  Ryoko sat waiting patiently, showing nothing on her face although she had heard the man clearly refer to her as slant eyes . Her face was blank as she would put up with anything to get this job, now she had found him after all this time.

This man had been the focus of her life for so long and she had almost given up hope of ever finding him. Ryoko had been involved in a travelling magic show, a small circus really without animals but had seen a photograph of Parnell in a newspaper advertisement for the hotel.

It was a shock to see his face after all this time. Leaving the magic troupe in a hurry without a seconds thought, the train had taken her to the village and Ryoko had furiously thought for the journey how she would get close to her target. Ryoko had been planning her next move when she saw the advertisement for the position of hotel maid pinned on the community noticeboard in the village.

Walking back to the railway station, Ryoko had changed her clothes in the ladies toilets and carefully redid her face so she appeared demure and innocent. It was something she could do quickly and was well practised.

  And so William Parnell saw a sweet Japanese woman when he lumbered out, one who jumped respectfully to her feet and bowed to him, her eyes lowered.

That appealed directly to Parnell’s ego and he smiled, looking around to see if Fiona had noticed. I might hire a few slant eyes , he thought, if they all do that, adds a bit of class.

‘I’m Mr Parnell,’ he said, towering over Ryoko. ‘The boss,’ he added meaningfully.

Ryoko bowed again, telling herself to be calm and nodded. ‘I am pleased to meet you, sir.’ Her voice was soft and she exaggerated her accent just   a little. ‘I am Ryoko Yuzuki.’

‘Yuzuki, isn’t that a motorbike?’ He laughed at his own joke and Ryoko pretended to be confused but said nothing. ‘The job is to clean the rooms and I don’t bargain about money. You’ve seen the job description?’

Ryoko bowed again. ‘Yes, thank you, sir. The kind lady showed it to me. I am happy with it, sir.’

Parnell liked the way she called him sir and nodded. ‘There is a maid’s room upstairs and you’ll have to work long hours,’ he warned.

‘Of course sir, whatever is required.’

He smiled down at her. S uch a cute little thing and so sweet, he thought, and so respectful. She’s nothing like the other clods I’ve got working here. ‘Ok, when can you start?’

‘I can start now, sir, if you wish.’

‘Great. Fiona,’ he bellowed and Fiona almost ran from the office. ‘Show her the ropes and get her started.’

‘Thank you sir,’ Ryoko said, bowing again. Parnell nodded and walked back into his office with a swagger and a grin.

Ryoko watched him go through narrow eyes and then smiled at Fiona. ‘The ropes?’

Fiona laughed and led Ryoko upstairs. ‘This is your room,’ she said opening the door, ‘it’s not much but you’ve got a view.’

Ryoko put her suitcase on the bed. ‘It’s good. Do I have to wear a uniform?’

Fiona laughed. ‘Could you see Parnell paying for uniforms? Not likely.’

Ryoko smiled. ‘I can wear what I like?’

‘Yes but be warned, Parnell is a sleaze.’

‘Sleaze?’ Ryoko played dumb and Fiona smiled.

‘He’s a groper and a bit of a sex fiend. I’m sure you’ve got them in Japan?’

‘Ah yes, we have all manner of sex fiends in Japan,’ Ryoko said enigmatically.

‘I’m sure you do,’ Fiona laughed. ‘Let me show you what to do and where the cleaning stuff is.’

 

‘Have you shown her everything?’ Parnell quizzed Fiona later in the day.

‘Yes Mr Parnell, she’s a smart one.’ Too smart for that job , she thought to herself, and she wrapped you around her finger .

‘She’ll be ok tomorrow when the customers go, she’ll know what to do?’

We call them guests , Fiona wanted to point out but just shrugged. ‘I think so.’

‘You notice she called me sir ?’ he said meaningfully to Fiona who almost rolled her eyes, knowing he wanted her to call him that.

In your dreams , she thought viciously. ‘Must be an Asian thing,’ she said and quickly left the office.

 

Fiona was drawn upstairs, curious about the new maid, knocked softly on Ryoko’s door and she immediately heard Ryoko call, ‘yes?’

‘It’s just me,’ Fiona said, popping her head in and saw Ryoko putting clothes into the drawers. ‘Settled in?’

‘Almost, thank you Fiona,’ Ryoko said and Fiona picked up a piece of paper from the dresser top.

‘What’s this, a magic show?’ It was a flyer advertising the show and Ryoko silently cursed herself for leaving it out.

‘Yes, I was fortunate enough to work for a small while with them.’

‘Roberto the Magician, The Montrose,’ Fiona read with a smile, ‘what were the Montrose?’

‘Acrobats, I think the word is?’

‘Yes that’s the word,’ Fiona nodded and continued to read, ‘the Great Akira, what was he?’

‘Hypnotist,’ Ryoko said carefully. ‘I am finished.’

‘Ok,’ Fiona placed the flyer back down, ‘I can show you the hotel grounds and where the staff eat?’

‘Thank you,’ Ryoko was tempted to bow but thought Fiona was too smart to fall for that and just smiled.

‘What did you do in the magic show?’

‘I was just the person who cleaned and fixed things,’ she lied.

Fiona showed Ryoko the grounds including the tennis court and swimming pool. ‘Staff can swim in the morning or around lunch before the guests have settled in but the girls usually give it a miss.’

‘The girls do not swim?’ Ryoko frowned as if she was trying to understand.

‘Not often. See that small house there with the hedge?’ Ryoko nodded as Fiona pointed. ‘That’s where Parnell the pervert lives and   the pervert comes out the moment we’re in the water and fairly leers at us so we give it a miss.’

‘Ah, I see, the sex fiend,’ Ryoko said and giggled prettily with a small hand covering her mouth.

‘Yes, the sex fiend,’ Fiona said, laughing with her.

‘He is the, what do you call it, the manager?’ Ryoko asked as they strolled past the kitchen gardens.

‘He’s the owner.’

Ryoko stopped. ‘He owns all of this?’ she asked slowly.

‘He won some money or so the rumour goes but Parnell never says where the money came from. Hewalked out on his wife and bought this reasonably cheap.   Then the tourists suddenly began to come here and it’s now a gold mine,’ she said a little bitterly.

Ryoko looked around and nodded. ‘It is beautiful and it is his?’

‘Yes, believe it or not.’

They walked on in silence until Ryoko asked, ‘and why do the tourists now come?’

‘The mineral baths in the next village were renovated and they discovered some prehistoric artefacts near here. It’s really an excuse for people to drive here and relax for a weekend. Travelling sales people pull off the motorway and stay here as well so Parnell does very well, the lucky bugger!’

‘Where did he get the money?’

Fiona shrugged. ‘It’s all a mystery and he won’t say. Hungry?’

‘I am, thank you.’

Fiona introduced Ryoko to Doris the cook and Peter and George who looked after the gardens and acted as porters. The other casual staff had gone home. ‘How did you get on with Bill?’ Doris asked Ryoko?’

‘I am sorry, Bill?’

‘Parnell. His friends call him Bill, although we would never dare to,’ Doris said with a grin and everyone nodded.

‘He is fine, I think,’ Ryoko said carefully.

‘Yeah, well watch him, he is,’ Doris said with a glance, ‘he has a thing for girls like you.’

Ryoko acted surprised. ‘Like me? What do you mean?’

‘Asian girls, he spent some time in Japan, I hear.’

‘He did? I did not know that,’ Ryoko lied and smiled.

‘Ryoko used to work in a magic show,’ Fiona volunteered.

‘Really?’ Doris asked interested.

‘All sorts of people, hypnotists, acrobats and things like that,’ Fiona went on.

‘That hypnotism stuff is bunkum,’ Peter said sipping his tea, ‘it’s all rigged, isn’t it?’

‘Oh no,’ Ryoko said, ‘it is not rigged, it is real.’

‘I saw the poster,’ Fiona prattled on, ‘what was his name, the hypnotist?’

‘Akira,’ Ryoko said softly.

‘Was he your boyfriend?’ Fiona asked suddenly.

‘Yes but we broke up,’ Ryoko improvised.

‘Was he any good?’ George asked and everyone laughed. ‘I meant as a hypnotist!’

‘Akira was the best in Japan and had studied for five years with the secret masters.’

‘Why did he come here?’ Peter asked.

‘Akira was searching for someone…’

‘Another girl, eh?’ Doris said shrewdly. ‘And then dumped you, what a prick!’

‘Men,’ Fiona said emphatically and Peter and George shifted uncomfortably and then poured another cup of tea.

 

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