Carlota was smiling from ear to ear as she spotted the iron Bill Gates of her crime syndicate estate. She was finally rest home for the first time in six years. A life in the UK was fun, albeit filled with severity, especially for an average influence class Filipina, but all that she could think of now was giving her mother a big hug and introduce her husband, whom she had met in Irish Republic. Conor drove the SUV, while Carly—a nickname she chose for herself upon arriving in the UK yr ago—sat on the passenger seat guiding her husband through the odd, rocky route of the family unit the three estates, leading to an elegant Spanish-era star sign in a large loose field.
"You never told me you were deep, love"Conor said in his Irish people accent, in awe of the beautiful mansion in front of them.
The walls were newly painted White person, the Windows were still the old form, the ones that open outwards and made of wood—neatly varnished reddish brown wood. The ground storey was made of gem, too keep its foundation warm and in front of the home was a fountain of intricate design, dolphins, cherubs, and potentiometer circled the base, squirting urine into its small syndicate as water cascaded from its three level, sculpted to see like budding flowers.
"I'm not rich"she replied, years of livelihood abroad washing away the Philippine idiom, replacing it with a sparkle British one."My mom's the rich one"
"But you said this mansion house 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 early possessions, mainly two more houses, one in manila, and the other in Cebu"
"III houses… that's more than a normal intermediate joe can buy in Ireland, love"he said with a laugh.
Carlota pointed to a spot in front of the house steps where an elder woman, with gray-headed hair, hunched over a cane waited for them, surrounded by her staff of nurseryman, maids, and their two device driver."There's mama"she said with a big warm smiling on her face."She's still as beautiful as ever, even with the grey hair"
"Now I know where you got your looks from"Conor agreed.
Margaret Vasquez stood in the centre of a humble welcoming crowd. She was poor than well-nigh of the faculty mainly due to her hunch back, from years of battling osteoporosis, but she was still beautiful with her long silky white whisker, her slender brim and almost non-existent wrinkles ruining her face. Her promising hazel middle glimmered and her complexion was fairer than the women who stood around her.
Carlota opened the passenger door and stepped out, her long green dress billowed against the summer wind, the familiar rustling of the nearby Tree brought memories to her. Warm, inviting memories, such as the day she met her adopted buddy, who she noted wasn't her mother. She thought for a minute where he could've gone to, but remembered he was in the city, studying at one of the country's best universities.
"mammy"Carlota excitedly rushed to her mother with open implements of war. Margaret, even with her aching back and fragile old branch, opened her munition as extensive as she could to take her girl into her branch. The female parent and daughter hugged each other,"It's been so retentive"Carlota whispered.
"It has"Margaret rubbed her script on her girl's back, feeling the fabric of her dress. Margaret was the one who pulled away first, she looked at her daughter's typeface with a smile of pure happiness, then the sound of a car threshold closing caught her care. She looked past her girl and saw a strapping young, and liberal man exiting the SUV."Is that Conor ? He's so big"she looked in amazement as the red-hair, bearded man walked on over, wearing flannel over a plainly albumen shirt and short.
"It's nice to finally meet 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 arms around him the moment she realised this was her son-in-law, the man her daughter deeply making love 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 handsome face he had, she thought."The only clock time I did saw you were in video, and telecasting doesn't do your handsomeness jurist"
"Thank you, mum"he said with a chuckle.
"mamma, let's talk 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 last month. Had to cut holes in the wall and put superfluous glass windows in the bedrooms to keep the cold in"
The three walked passed the staff, Carlota and Conor said hello to everyone and the staff returned their greetings with grin and nods, a few even gave Conor a handshake.
As the front end door closed, the staff returned to their stations, the drivers returned to the separate service department to do criminal maintenance on the cars, the maiden returned to their day by day routine of cooking and cleaning, and the gardeners returned to the garden at the side of the family were a multitude of unlike, brightly coloured flowers grew. As the bunch thinned, three maids were left on the gem steps of the front doorway. Mercy, Annie, and Julieta, who were snickering and already making gossip about their employer's girl and her husband.
"He's a foreigner"said mercy with a smiling that could strain the moon."He must be big down there"
"He's big everywhere"Annie replied thinking about how Conor's muscleman stretched the hem of his flannel and as his knockout abs etched against the tweed shirt underneath it."gentlewoman Carlota is so prosperous. He must be an animate being in bed !"
"I'm going to discover a way to get to see him naked"whispered Julieta, the most ill-famed of the three in making gossip. She had a reputation at the nearby barangay as a nosey and impolite adult female who had a smelly mouth to anyone she didn't like."I might even get to demand him for a ride !"she said with pride.
The two other maidservant looked at their fellow traveller with raised eyebrow. Julieta shrugged,"What ? I was just joking about that"she turned away from the two,"But I will regain a way to at least get to see him naked"she repeated as she walked away.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Unbeknownst to the stave or to Margaret, Carlota, and Conor, there was one other item-by-item present to the small homecoming welcome. She stood behind the trees near the garage. She was dressed in dirty clothes, ragged and deplume, her haircloth was an unkempt messy of frills and grime, her peel was wrinkly and her lip was missing a few teeth. She was good supporter with Carlota when they were jr., she reminisced those innocent childhood days, but fate wasn't fair, Carlota was given all she had wanted, the home, the sybaritic toys, the delicious food, the comfy bed, and now, a man who can satiate her every desire, all the while she got a shack in the woods, had to scavenge for anything to eat, sleep on a poorly constructed wooden bed and waking up every so hours to douse the firing 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 ways of witchcraft, both white and black. She could heal anyone who came to her, but at the same time she could curse anyone to lessen into the most terrible illness and never get advantageously. She had wanted to show Carlota her magic, her witchery, but when Carlota's father found out about her mother's witchcraft, he had sent Carlota away, to the city where she would live until she left for a unlike country.
It was her who casted the spell that made Carlota's father fall from the stairs and meet every nighttime from nightmares. It was her who countered her own mother's conjuration when Margaret sought assistance from her. She was the one who stabbed the report chick of him in the heart, causing him to let a heart flak and die. It was her break why Carlota had to experience through a large constituent of her life history without a father, and although she felt guilty for her action at law, seeing Carlota glad in the implements of war of such a handsome, muscular man, it made her blood furuncle. It was just another joke of fate on her, forcing her to see her ally, whom had forgotten about her hold up a happy liveliness while she suffered in a shack in the woods.
She swore on that very spot she would get her revenge on her friend… if she could still bid Carlota that. She swore that she would or else her name wouldn't be…
-- - o - o - o -- -
"mummy, 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 manilla to stay with Uncle Ramon, but I never got to say goodbye to her, it's been so long, haven't seen her in almost twenty-four years, mom"
"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 acquaintance you avoid answering my questions"
Margaret exhaled a hanker breath."Carlota, I don't know where Danica is"she began. Her heart getting a bit teary."When your Father of the Church died, I said some nasty password to her mother and they left townsfolk the following day, I don't know where they went but I do acknowledge that it's not near here, in San Antiqua, because no one's even spoke of a beldame since genus Rosa left"
"Mama, I know Aling genus Rosa did her best to bring around pappa, but if it was his fourth dimension then there was naught we could have done"Carlota spoke, her phonation was tranquilize but there were vague peaks of frailty that Conor could catch."I'm sorry I wasn't there to bury daddy with you and Francis, I can't even imagine the pain you guys had to go through without me"
"It's okay iha"Margaret shed a split for her husband,"I know that your dad is watching over us in heaven with the nobleman"
"mummy, oral presentation of Francis, how is he ?"
"Oh your buddy's doing smashing in school"the smile returned to Margaret's face, the shadow of sadness fully erased from her features."He's going to fine-tune next semester and he says that he has a chance to graduate as Summa Cum Laude"
"Really ?"Carlota was genuinely surprised, Francis wasn't the studious case, he was always getting in trouble when he was younger, but recently, he's been keeping his studies 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 domicile this weekend, ate"said a voice from atop the step. Carlota looked up to see her follow comrade walking down the flight of stairs."I asked my professors if I could pass my projects earlier than the eternal sleep so that I could go home for the totally week"
"Francis !"shouted Carlota with glee and surprise, she quickly ran to her younger brother and enveloped him in her coat of arms in a tight hug."I've missed you so much !"
"I missed you too, ate"he replied, his optic looking straight ahead to Conor who sat quietly on the couch, chatting with Margaret."Wow sis, your hubby's more handsome in person"he joked.
Carlota chuckled."How are you, Francis ? How is ecstasy ? Are you two still together ?"
Francis smiled and shook his head."We broke up two calendar month ago"
"What happened ?"Carlota asked."You two were double-dyed for each early"
"Turns out he doesn't like it when his boyfriend's smarter than him"Francis chuckled."I'm over him, sis, you don't need to worry about me"
"It's his deprivation"Carlota rubbed her buddy's back as they both returned towards the sofa."ma, did you know Adam broke up with Francis ?"
"Ah, just a clarification, sis"interrupted her chum,"I broke up with that arse"
"I did"Margaret said with a nod."I just didn't tell you because Francis asked me not to"
"Aw, honey"Carlota pulled her crony towards her."I'm sorry I wasn't here to taste that little bit— Uh, I mean, arsehole in the facial expression"
"Thanks, ate"he said with a smile."But I can take attention of a chicken like him"
"I haven't introduced myself yet, have I ?"spoke Francis, he pulled away from his sis's arms and held out one to Conor."I'm Francis, your wife's gay adopted brother"
"Nice to meet ya, Francis"Conor took his hand and gave it a firm shook
"Firm grip and right weight added with every shake"murmured Francis to his babe."You've got a keeper, sis"
The conversations continued well into the night, before anyone knew it, it was already seven in the eventide, the sun had set and the moon had risen from the celestial horizon, the starts brilliantly shone across the night sky, Conor peered out and could see them clearly, twinkling like gem against a black background.
"Love, I'm just going to ill-use outside for a bit"Conor told his wife and steppe out into the dark outside. He took a big breath of air and felt reinvigorated by how clean it was in the state. He took the steps and stood just a understructure from the outflow, watching the soft freshness of the light source dancing with the riffle of the water. The setting was such a different take from the life sentence in the city, always buzzing and late, it was as if he was always being chased in the city, here in the belittled bucolic Ithiel Town of her wife, sprightliness was at such a calmer state, if it weren't for work, he'd definitely stay here.
The current of air picked up, blowing cold air into his face, a sudden jolt of unexplainable lust ran over his intact body, his pecker slightly stiffened in his pants, throbbing for some action, hungry for some mellisonant, Filipina pussy. Just as he thought about his wife, a unlike image popped into his mind. A darker skinned woman with curly hairsbreadth, naked and leaning against the automobile trunk of a large Tree in the midsection of the forest, her fingers slid down her sweaty, glinting body. Conor's mind ship him into a phantasy with a different woman, he knew that this was technically cheating on her but his mind wouldn't let the image of the other cleaning woman go, instead, his head whipped up the image of him, his long, thick-skulled cock, 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 jut in his pants, especially since Carly's mom and brother were in the living room. They'd totally see his dick's synopsis on his pant !
Conor looked around and found it was too strong to enjoin if there were anyone in the dark that could see what he was doing. Spotting the faint shadow of the garage, Conor headed towards it with the intent of releasing his pent up sex campaign there. All the way to the garage he took double 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 face door unlocked. He reached for the boss and turned it, there was a dog and the door swung inwards. Conor breathed a sigh of ministration, then another thought had entered his nous, why was he doing this ? He could just as easily stay outside a few more minutes and let his cock calm down but something was ushering him to figure the service department and jackfruit his meat until he releases all that collected cum. Conor entered the garage, making sure to only use the Christ Within of his phone to see in the darkness inside.
-- - o - o - o -- -
Julieta and Mercy had stepped out to get a bullet when they had noticed the tall figure by the fountain. clemency had inched behind one of the small shrub in the garden to see who the shadow belonged to, only to ascertain Conor standing in front end of the fountain, a clearly visible bulge in his drawers. Mercy almost yelped in surprise when a helping hand covered her lip a moment later."It's me mercy, don't scream"whispered Julieta."I can't believe what I'm seeing"she added in amazement. She released her friend's sassing and moved beside Mercy.
"Oh my god, bestie, aren't we lucky or what ?"she asked, nudging her friend in the elbow.
"Miss Carlota is the lucky one, Julieta"answered mercifulness."She's the one taking that dick every night"
"That was a rhetorical question, mercy"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 senior high school, remember ?"
"Oh just shut up, mercy"Julieta rolled her heart at her friend and returned her focus on the Irish Gaelic hunk."flavour he's walking away, he's heading towards the garage"
"What's he going to do there ?"Mercy asked.
"He's probably going to jack off in the garage, there's a bathroom there"replied Julieta already walking out of the shrubs,"Come on, let's follow him"
"What if we get caught ?"
"It's too disconsolate for anyone who isn't used to this iniquity to see more than a few invertebrate foot away, he won't see us, just keep silence"
"But I… I don't want to get caught, Julieta"
"Puta, mercifulness, don't you want to see a big pecker instead of what June has ? I know I want to see one, David Ricardo's wouldn't even compare to his !"Ricardo was Julieta's fellow, he was only a college student but he had science in the sleeping accommodation that Julieta wanted, but the size of his pecker was just an average five inches, something that short would never fully fill a bitch like her. June, on the other hand was mercy's husband, he wasn't as undecomposed as Ricardo was in sex, he was a better lover, but, just the Lapplander as with David Ricardo, he was only five and half inches.
"This is our chance to get to see a foreigner's putz in literal life"Julieta pulled Mercy out of the shrubs.
"Okay, okay, Julieta !"mercifulness pulled her arm away from Julieta's plastered hold."I'll come and sum you, just please promise me we won't get caught"
"I promise we won't"said Julieta doing a hybridization over read/write head chest of drawers and a girl watch's salute."Cross my center and hope to die"
"There you go again with you silly— ahh !
Julieta had pulled mercifulness once again, this time towards the service department, trying as hard as they can not to make any flashy racket. She had seen Conor enter the side door and knew the layout of the garage, the public toilet would be at the back and thankfully, there was a minuscule windowpane they could glint in from the outside without Conor noticing.
-- - o - o - o -- -
This wasn't what she expected, Danica watched as the two maiden made their way towards the service department following Carlota's husband. She had casted a wind of starve towards him, forcing his mind to bid an image of a woman to excite him to the point that he needed release. The persona of the woman was supposed to be her, but something else had sneaked its way into the air castle and at the moment she wasn't sure if this entity was one of the engkanto's that lived in the forest. If it was, then she might be able to summons the entity into the deadly realm in parliamentary procedure to aid her achieve her goal of revenge, but if the entity was something else entirely, such as a restless flavor brought to Conor by her deception, then there was nil she could do to stop the malevolent being from doing whatever it pleases to him. Either way, it was a win-win situation for her.
Danica crept over nearer the service department from the early direction, steering authorise from the two maids who were already tiptoeing towards the book binding. A faint light could be seen from one of the windows and the sound of running pee and moaning emanated from within the restroom. Danica used her prospicient wooden staff—broken off from an old Nara tree and blessed by three engkantado's of the forest—she drew a circle in the air. A petite light of light emerged from the tip of the staff. It quickly vanished the moment it appeared, but that was all that she needed to do, the flicker had told her all she needed to know about the entity. She shook her head, this is not going to end well, she thought, with the most wicked of smiles .