August in October

The limo approached the huge front gates. It appeared the property was surrounded by a tall, barbed fence. I thought nothing of it as the driver pressed the call button to announce our arrival.

"May I help you?" a feminine voice crackled through the speaker.

"My name is Macfee. I am Mr Bob's limo driver. I've brought a much expected package for Lady August."

"Certainly Macfee. Hold on while I buzz you in." A few moments later there was a loud buzz and they huge gates swung open. Macfee drove up the hedge lined driveway to the large Greystone mansion that suddenly gave me chills. It was like being in a Gothic horror movie. I felt something ominous, something foreboding about the place as we drew closer and closer to it. With the gates now closed behind us, it was much too late to turn back now. For better or worse, my fate was sealed.

The limo rounded the horseshoe curve and pulled up to the grand entrance. Greek columns supported an arched roof leading up to the large double doors. Rebecca and I exited the limo and walked up the path lined with Forget Me Nots. They were still in bloom though it was October. I marveled at how beautiful and well kept they were. As we stepped onto the portico, the huge double doors silently swung open. There in the doorway was a rather beautiful young lady with raven black hair and green eyes. I could not help but look her over from head to foot. She looked prim and proper in in her black maid uniform. She smiled warmly at us. "Welcome to Collinwood Manor, Miss Rebecca, Miss Anna. You may call me Molly. We are so happy to see you both. Please, if you will follow me, I'll take you to Miss August."

The doors silently closed behind us, and I turned just in time to catch a glimpse of the limo heading back toward the big, black gate we had entered through. I gulped hard as the doors closed with a low hum, then a loud snap that told me they were locked. I started to feel a bit on edge. Rebecca noticed this and took me by the arm. "It's only the mansion's security measures. When you're filthy rich you can afford them. Come now! We can't afford to keep August waiting."

We continued on through the short hall that could be best described as a small cloak room. Coat racks lined both sides, though all of them were empty. It opened up into a much larger room that had to be the grand ballroom with its fine tiled floors. A domed glass roof towered above our heads, allowing daylight to flood the room. On the far side of the room were two grand staircases that led to the second floor balcony. They were much like the grand staircases that must have been aboard the Titanic. One to the right, one to the left. In between the staircases were four doors that opened to other rooms of the mansion.

Molly led us to the farthest door on the right. It opened into a narrow hallway. There were several doors to the right but none to the left. She took us three doors back before opening a door and ushering us inside. "I have things I must attend to, or I would keep you company until the Lady of the manor arrives. Please have a seat. She won't be long."

Rebecca and I sat down next to each other on what could only be described as a Victorian era love seat that was done in a purple brocade crushed velvet. Rebecca opened the briefcase and looked through the papers, smiling as she examined each one. "Everything appears to be in order. This should be pretty much cut and dry."

Just then the door opened and in walked a tall, very fit but shapely statuesque redhead. Her wavy, flowing dark red hair cascaded down her shoulders. She wore all black, reminding me of Morticia Addams. Her catty violet eyes bored holes into me to my very soul. I felt naked and I blushed. Her full pouting lips were like cherries and I found myself wondering what they might taste like. I wanted to get up and wrap myself around her. Everything about her was so undeniably sensual. Her little button nose twitched a bit as she grinned at me. "All in good time, Anna. All in good time." She took her place behind her desk and motioned for Rebecca. "I take it all the papers have been signed?"

Rebecca stood up and bowed slightly. "Yes, my Lady. Everything is signed in the appropriate place. They await your signature, mine as a witness, and then my stamp to make it all legal and binding."

"Bring them to me. I want to enjoy her as soon as possible." Rebecca handed her the papers and she quickly signed them. Then Rebecca witnessed them and stamped them, making the contract binding.

"Congratulations." said Rebecca. "I hope you enjoy her, and I hope she will enjoy you. I'd better get going. The money promised you has been transferred to your account," she added, looking over at me.

"I know you have the baby to pick up. but surely you can stick around for a few more minutes. I'm sure you'd like to see what my new toy looks like underneath those clothes."

It didn't dawn on me at first. "Baby?" I asked Rebecca. "You have a baby?"

"No, you have a baby. I'm just picking her up to bring her back here."

"Back here?" I was startled, still not quite sure what was going on. "I've got work to do! Mr Bob will be mad if I don't get back!"

August stood up and giggled. "My dear sweet Anna. You work here now. Your job will be pleasing me in any way I desire. Mr Bob knows all about it."

I looked over at Rebecca who stood there smiling cattily. Then back at August. They both started to close in on me. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You can either take off your clothes or Rebecca and I will strip you naked. Your choice."