Chapter 14: The Butler Did It... With the Cook

When the kids had arrived at the school early that morning, they had found the area around the school semi-deserted, similar to the day before.

The only real difference was that they found Patty waiting by the front door. The eleven people crowded in the car, counting Pietro, Amy and the 3 Wilson kids, clambered out and breathed a sigh of relief. The only people that really enjoyed the ride were John and Debbie (Debbie was riding on John's lap and he took the opportunity to position the bare cunt under her skirt on his erect cock), Ron and Hannah (who were in a position similar to John and Debbie's except that Ron chose to use Hannah's asshole to store his erect cock) and Lana and Katrina (after much argument about their mission, Lana had finally agreed that if she was in no way infected after some of the incredible fucks they'd shared lately, Katrina, and probably all the rest were also clean and this was just a mission to get the official document that stated the obvious. Lana had then sat Katrina on her lap and alternated finger fucking her and sucking her boobs).

Once out of the car, Ana ran to Patty and had to stop herself suddenly, because she had fully intended to jump Patty and suck her off right there at the school steps. Instead, she controlled herself and said, "Ms. Clark, you're here early."

"As are all of you," Patty said smiling.

Ana had in fact called Patty as soon as the family meeting at the breakfast table ended, telling her that it was important for their relationship that she be there early.

"It's almost 8:30," Lana said, "Dr. Lewis is supposed to—"

She hadn't finished talking when the front door opened; letting them all in quickly Dr. Lewis closed the door behind them. Dr. Lewis then led them to the infirmary located on the 2^nd floor of the center building.

When Patty noticed there was no one else around she said, "You're Dr. Lewis aren't you? Do you know why we're here?"

Dr. Lewis threw Lana a questioning look; he certainly had not expected to find any other teachers around.

"Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "this is Ms. Clark, she's the music teacher. Just watch her eyes when she looks at Ana and you'll know why she's here."

"Ms. Clark gave a worried look and Dr. Lewis said, "Ms. Clark, since I spent the entire night fucking Lana, I'm sure there's no need for you to look worried." He then smiled at her and she definitely felt more at ease.

Smiling back Patty repeated, "So do you know why we're here?"

"The group before you is all in some way or another sexually active with each other, we're here to draw everyone's blood and confirm that no one is putting everyone else in danger."

"Ahh," Patty said with understanding, "STD testing, it is your expertise I believe."

"As are obstetrics and sexology," Lana said sounding a little cocky with her pride in Dr. Lewis.

"That's a lot of fields for one so young," Patty said.

"Aren't you several years younger than me? You were a prodigy weren't you?"

"Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "shouldn't we be doing this already, and what did I say about analyzing everybody."

Dr. Lewis took out some needles and tubes and said, "Actually Ms. Clark, obstetrics was my original choice of expertise, with sexual psychology as a sort of back up for it. I changed the specialty when—well when something happened." Dr. Lewis was working quickly to draw blood from each of those present as he spoke. He would draw the blood, label the tube, and put it in a mini-cooler type case to preserve the freshness.

"Someone very close to you got aids," Patty said, "It's such a horrible thing for a family to go through." As she said this a tear came to her eye.

Dr. Lewis looked at her and said, "For me it was my sister, with whom I was very close, who was it for you?"

"Also my sister, it's been 5 years since she died and I still miss her so much. I was also very close with her."

"She was your first lesbian lover?" Dr. Lewis asked.

"DR. LEWIS!" Lana screamed angrily.

"Sorry," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "no more analyzing, no need to hit me." Turning to Patty with a smile he said, "She gets a little violent this time of the month."

"Oh," Patty said suddenly grabbing Ana and making her jump as she hugged her from behind, "this one gets a bit nauseous and I noticed extra jumpy."

"Hmm," Dr. Lewis said looking at Hannah, whose blood he was presently drawing, "that means this one probably gets mournful and weepy."

Some tears came to Hannah's eyes and she said sadly, "You don't have to say it like I'm some classic head case!"

"I'm sorry, if you'll forgive me, I promise to make the needle hurt when it comes out."

"Really," Hannah said beaming, "Oww! Hey that hurt—Oh wow—oh that feels good, thanks Dr. Lewis," and bending over she kissed him on the forehead and said, "I don't know how you did that with just a needle in my arm, but I really, really felt it, down there you know."

Patty was smiling and whispered as Hannah walked away with Ron, "I guess it really helps being a sexologist."

When he had finished all of them, he noted, "well, first bell is about to ring, I'll get these right down to the hospital lab. They should be ready when your parents get there. I'll give the results to your parents, is that okay. Debbie, will it be okay for me to send yours, your brother's and sister's with the Andersons also?"

"Yes," Debbie said, "that will be fine. Katrina and Jason won't mind either, I know." Katrina, Jason, Pietro and Amy had been the first tested so that they could leave immediately and the younger Wilson kids could be taken to their school.

"What about you Ms. Clark, would you like me to send yours with the Andersons or bring it to school tomorrow when I come to give class?"

"You can send it with the Andersons; the sooner things are confirmed, the better."

"Those were my exact thoughts yesterday," Dr. Lewis said, throwing Lana a smile.

"By the way," Patty said, "since in a way we're going to be family now, please call me Patty, Dr. Lewis."

"Only if you call me Randy," Dr. Lewis said and leaning over, he kissed Patty on the forehead and walked out leaving everyone feeling pretty good about themselves.

After dropping off Jason and Katrina, Pietro and Amy drove back to the Anderson home and while in the car Amy said, "I've been meaning to talk to you since early yesterday, but even rooming right next to each other I haven't really had an opportunity to get you alone until now."

"So what would you like to say?" Pietro said.

"I want to know where the entrance to my mother's secret chamber is, remember, Hannah told you to take me when we were alone."

"Your mother," Pietro said throwing her a sideways glance as he drove.

"Yeah, you know, 'The Mistress of Pain', Hannah did tell you that the house we're in now used to be my parents didn't she?"

"No, I'm afraid the young mistress had left that rather surprising detail out."

"Well anyway, do you have time to take me there today? Before the kids finish school?"

"Absolutely, we'll go immediately on arriving home."

"You know, I always believed that when I found it, I would want some time alone there, just to reconnect with mom's memory—"

"—I fully understand, I will merely—"

"No, Pietro, that's just it, I realize now that being alone when I first get there is really the last thing I want, and I hope you can stay with me for a while."

"As long as you need, Miss Amy."

"Thank you."

As they drove into the driveway, Amy actually shivered for a second. This was what she had originally come back to this house to do, find her mother's hidden lair, the only place she could ever truly connect with the real her, and the only place she would be able to find memories of her two brothers and her sister. Amy knew her mother video taped most of their sessions together, those tapes had to be up there, and judging by how perfectly Hannah had portrayed her mother the other night, she had seen them.

She followed Pietro and he led her upstairs. Since they first moved in, Amy had been focused on finding some entrance to a secret sub-cellar, how could her mother's lair be upstairs.

Seeing her curious and even doubtful looks, Pietro said, "I assure you, this is the way."

In the hall of the second floor he grabbed the metal cane from the umbrella stand as he passed, and reaching the circular hook on the ceiling, positioned himself right under it and, being somewhat taller than Hannah, easily hooked it and pulled down the attic stairs.

"An attic," Amy said, suddenly remembering a very old dream in which she was climbing some stairs to a hidden room in her house. "I must have been around 3" Amy thought, "mom had left me sleeping but I woke up and leaving my room saw that some stairs magically appeared leading up to what I thought was heaven."