Squires Lodge
Copyright© 2016 by Zips
Chapter 2
Shelia vaguely realised there was a crystal chandelier above her where before there was sky! The female voice belonged to an attractive young lady with dark hair the same as Guy.
“Well she’s a sexy little thing Guy,”
“Yes; but she went down like a ninepin having shied Romeo.”
“My god Guy! She’s wearing my old clothes! Who is she anyway?” asked Pamela,
“She’s mother’s foster-girl from London; she seems to be accident prone.”
Shelia then mumbled, “ I’m so sorry I ran into you Mr Guy.”
Guy’s finger stroked her cheek and his spice-scented cologne penetrated her senses. “ You OK?”
“Right as Rain,” she smiled weakly.
Guy and his sister Pamela both let out a relieved chuckle.
Guy then strolled off into the garden to ponder.
“Well its nice to see my old clothes are useful. I understand your night-nurse to Rupert; so we’ll be rubbing up against each other from time to time.” Her fingertip brushed Shelia’s lip.
Shelia had wandered into the garden now; her head ever brimming with events. Coming to an aged oak tree she had a sudden urge to climb into it’s low heavy branches. In no time she was astride a broad bough deep within its foliage.
Then she was startled by Guy’s voice! “I say, you do keep bumping into me don’t you young Shelia.”
“Mr Guy! Where did you come from?”
“Well ... this has been my secret escape place since I was a lad. It seems we think alike.”
Shelia realised her skirt was round her hips and her bare thighs hugged the bough like a huge cock. But their was absolutely nothing she could do about it.
“You have nice legs for your age, he chuckled.
Shelia was both thrilled and abashed at this. “You could use that bough for horse riding practice; have you ever done any riding?” Guy asked.
“Well no. Actually I’m terrified of them.”
“OK ... well ... why not get into some jeans and meet me in the yard in a quarter hour. We could overcome your fear quiet easily,” smiled Guy.