New Art. Double Bill.

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Hi Everyone
    Strange times call for strange measures, so lets go crazy and do my bit for social calming. with a double post issue of art.
    Yes folks, two new pieces, on two seperate posts, on one day, to help pass those hours of isolation. So once you have digested this one scroll on down for the following post.
     Both feature classic Andy and Aunt Jane stories.  Here the first is entitled "One Rainy Day" and comes complete with a little story to add a little depth to the art. It's position in the Andy timeline is quite clear from the image and story, so I need go no deeper into that one.
    In the second piece, on the other post, we find our Hero/Heroine in yet another oh so common embarrassing situation and once again it is down to that envious four legged Princess who goes by the name of Fifi .
    It is set during Andy and Janes time in America, hence a little bit of deliberate fun with one piece of dialogue.
    I say nothing more, because the image is clear, but I am sure you will have as much fun painting in the details that I do not go into.
    My very best wishes
XXXX
Andy


One Rainy Day

  Andy sighed and put his ipad aside and uncurling himself from the cosy sofa walked over to the window. The rain had been coming down for hours and not that light spring rain, but big wind driven rain that lashed the windows and turned the sky dark. Another sigh.
  Jane smiled and thoughtfully stroked the warm leather of the sofa next to her, the sofa on which she had spent the morning cuddled up with her beloved nephew.  “Its no use darling”, she breathed, her eyes secretly drifting up his long legs to admire his pert little denim clad bottom, “The fates have us trapped here”
  “I know Aunty and believe me there is nowhere else I would rather be trapped, but it is such a shame. We could have gone to the beach or somewhere” The slim teenaged boy turned back to his Aunt, a playfully exaggerated look of sadness on his face.
A look that swiftly changed to one of confusion. “What?”
  Jane smiled and unfolding her long and glossy leather clad legs from the sofa, rose up on dagger like heels, striking a deliberate pose before him. He swallowed, she was gorgeous and she knew it. Yet there was something different in that smile.
  “What is it Auntie?”
   With a perfect, silent grace she moved toward him, her gentle hands, with their polished red fingertips reaching out to take his. Still unsure of what that smile meant the young man allowed himself to be turned to face the mirror on the opposite wall.
  Now he understood
   “That colour is a little too dark for you darling”, Jane said, her breath a perfumed breeze on his cheek. “You need something lighter to show off your eyes”
  Eyes wide and brows raised in surprise, Andy gazed at his reflection, at his lips, tinted now with the deep red print of his Aunts lipgloss.
   Oh it was not the fact that he bore the reminder of her kiss that surprised him, they often kissed, it was nothing unusual, they were not a sexual kiss, but a soft lingering kisses of innocent affection, secret kisses they had shared for years. However, Jane would usually have made a fuss of gently wiping any sign of gloss away, but here, alone and knowing they would not be disturbed, she had let it settle, because today was a special day. This was the day Jane had dreamt of for years
   As she drew him back into her, Jane felt him willingly yield to her embrace and with gentle lips kissed him softly on the cheek. “…and I could really go to town on those eyes”
   Again the young man swallowed, he could feel his heart beginning to race, his Aunts voice was soft and hypnotic, but was she really suggesting this….like a girl?… surely not.
       For a long moment, he could not find the words, he would never usually deny his Aunt anything, but ..but this was…..“I…I’m a boy”, he whispered almost apologetically.
   “Oh of course you are Andrew, I know that you silly sausage, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be a beautiful one does it.” She turned him from the mirror and gazed down at him with those clear green eyes. ““What do you think?”.
  Andy paused, his brain barely able to catch up. “But….but I’ll look silly”
    “Oh darling, I promise you I would never make you look silly, you know that. It will just be a little fun on a rainy day”. The soft finger that gently caressed his glowing cheek, tingled with a reassuring touch “You do trust your Aunty don’t you?”
  Still Andy’s heart and head fluttered, he knew she spoke the truth, he trusted her completely with everything, she had been and still was his closest confidant, he told her all his secrets and dreams, he adored and loved her, but….but he was still a boy. “of course I trust you but….” 
  Andys sentence ended with  an unexpected gasp, for before he could finish expressing his further doubts Jane’s hand had enfolded his and with his heart pounding in his chest was following her through the house and up the stairs.
Because today would be the day Jane had always dreamt of.

Remember keep scrolling because there is another new piece on the post below.

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New art, Fifi Takes The Lead

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Hi Everyone again (hopefully)
    Here we are again and as I explained this piece finds Andy all tangled up with that no good precious Princess Fifi. Once more Fifi has Andy making an exhibition of himself, during his and Aunt Janes time in the US.
    Once more as mentioned in the other post, I have had a little fun with  the dialogue , so fear not those little spelling mistakes are intentional.
    It has a rather naughty pay-off, but I think it is all clean and  naughty fun.
    All the other details are yours to explore, because you just seem to add depth even I do not see.
     I hope this little extra fun in posting my art in two seperate posts works and that it spaces out the fun and comments into easier digested spoonfuls.
  As ever my very best wishes
XXXX
Andy

Friday is fun with Christeen

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 Hi Everyone
   Hope everyone is ok XXX
It is Friday (not that that means much at the moment) and we all have a weekend to look forward to and what better way to welcome it in than spending a few minutes with the delightful art of the brilliant Christeen.
   Thank you Christeen for you constant support and wonderful art.
Big Hugs
XXX

Have to say, I love this one, because I love the Arabic style, so exotic.

Hello! Chapter 4 , Illustrated!

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 Hi Everyone,

   Well now I am down to no jobs, having had the stores in which I work closed down due to the Covid19 virus restrictions. Still, at least Boris has put in funding to help pay my mortgage. So it ain't all bad.

   Now on with the business. A double feature today.

First a funny clip of Kim Kardashian and after that the Forth Chapter of Mandy Sweet Heart's gorgeous story Hello! Featuring never before art.

   Now we have our friend Alex to thank for leading me to this clip of Kim Kardashian struggling to get into one of the Balmain Latex outfits, featured in this years catwalk shows. 

Must say, I never seem to have this much trouble, so I can't help thinking she needs a better lube.

Thanks again Alex
xx

Also, I received this from our friend Theo
Thanks Theo
Big Hugs
XXX

And now, our main feature, Chapter Four of the wonderful

    Hello! by Mandy Sweet Heart.
Part 1 is here
https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2020/03/new-story-from-mandy-sweet-heart-hello.html

Hello!

By Mandy Sweet Heart.

     **A different timeline from my last stories 

   & set several weeks before the delightful art,

                   “Hello Again”. 

    Here Jane received a morsel of assistance.**

      With the greatest of thanks  

       to the lovely Andy Latex,

 Just for being so sweet

 & sharing his art. xxx. 

Chapter four.

    Spending a great deal less time in the past than she thought, Jane made her way down the hallway with Andys’ surprise assemblage.
Irrespective of the way she was still feeling a lump in her throat Jane let herself into Andys’ room and discovered that her nephew had considered that twenty plus minutes was such a long time to be made to wait.
In the blink of an eye the wretchedness Jane perceived from recounting how mournful her nephew became after the second boy humiliated him instantly disappeared on seeing Andy waiting for her. It was not that Jane could simply blank certain memories while placing a loving smile upon her face or that she was recalling how she empowered Andy to talk about the fun times during the evening, but it was the sight that befell her on entering his room that filled her heart with joy.
Sitting in front of the mirrored dresser he shyly looked up at his aunt which allowed Jane to fully see his facial features; what made Jane was so euphoric was that for the first time Andy had attempted to apply his own makeup, not that he looked fitting to be seen in Janes’ company, but just doing such a small act to transform himself pleased Jane no end.
“I just can’t get it right, Auntie Jane.” Andy complained with sadness in his voice.
Leaving the clothes on his bed, she tried not to sound overly joyful while congratulating him. “It’s not that bad darling, you have just applied too much foundation in places and a bit too much blusher. But
your eyes are simply wonderful, very nearly alluring with that deep eyeliner and I love how the shade of light blue/grey suits your beautiful blue eyes darling,” Jane just about purred, “And your lips have just the right amount of deep gloss to look flirtatious.”
Jane delicately held his hand and felt an incandescent glow brimming inside of her  after she noticed his nails glinting a subtle shade of pink at her. “Just lovely Andy. You have applied your varnish perfectly.” Andy attempted to smile but it turned more into a pout as Jane took the seat next to him and explained. “We can leave your eyes and lips, but if I carefully remove the rest, then I’ll help you with your cosmetics.”
Continuing to feel so dire for annoying her, Andy slowly uttered. “I’m so very sorry that I forgot about our arrangement Aunt Jane, it was wrong of me to do that to you. I’ll try to remember when you tell me next time.”
She compassionately used the rich creamy remover and she worked Jane talked encouragingly. “That’s alright darling. I’m so proud of you today darling. I know how much discomfort you sometimes feel, but you really do look so resplendent as a girl and I want you to always shine Andy.
“I can’t say how much you have pleased me, it fills me with joy to see you trying to do your own makeup.”
Leaning forward she bathed Andy in her exhilarating exotic perfume and began to expertly remove the excessive mistakes, and essentially as fast as she had removed his attempt, Jane had reapplied a very light dusting of foundation that could barely be seen.
Out of the blue Andy was handed a fresh brush and Jane informed him. “I want you to learn to fix your face by the time summer comes to an end, darling.”
Andy was surprised at how purposeful his aunt had sounded and silently took the small cosmetics’ brush from her, meticulously following her passionate instructions to obtain the rosy cheeks she wished.
Thanks to Janes’ strict guidance Andy found that he was soon ready to dress. “Have you any panties on?” Jane asked as they crossed the room.
His flush increased the pink blusher he had just applied, and he apologetically confessed. “I’m very sorry auntie, I didn’t know which pair you wished me to wear.”
Along with a light smile Jane dipped into the clothes she had brought with her and passed her nephew the shiny latex underwear. “I thought you might enjoy wearing these for me.”
Andy took hold of the tiny luminous dark grey thong and smirked at his aunt. “Are these the ones you wished me to wear when I went trick or treating with William?” When  Jane confirmed that it was, he grinned. “Well, they seemed to be sort of comfortable Auntie, alright.”
When the glistening thong was halfway up his left leg Andy unexpectedly felt nervous about exposing himself to his aunt as she was still standing directly in front of him, he was close to turning around when he felt a feather light touch sliding along his arm. He glanced to see what was happening only to find Lady Jane dreamily brushing the tips of her of her long red nails along his right arm.
As he peered into her eyes, Jane enquired. “How would you like to make your old Auntie truly happy, Andy?”
In total confusion the most Andy could barely speak. “Huh!?”
“Darling, I would like you to be my niece all summer, I want us to have some fun like we had when you were younger and it would genuinely make up for disappointing me earlier.” Feeling at a complete loss as to what he was being asked he just gazed at her while still holding the polished panties around his knees, finally she explained. “I know you must be confused Andy, but you really are a lovely feminine looking boy.”
“But that’s just it Auntie Jane, I am a boy, I don’t want to be a girl.” Was all Andy could manage to say.
Janes’ fingers caressed his neck as she whispered. “I know, and I will treat you as a boy, it’ll be such fun and I would love to make you happy. I know you really do want to make your silly old aunt very happy?” She rested her cool palm against his warm neck and Jane understood she had won her prize as Andy tilted his head to snuggle against her hand, as he did Andy could feel his tummy fluttering when Jane mentioned. “You do remember how pleased your friend, William was when he saw you as Hermione?
“His eyes were simply lit up like Christmas trees Andy, if you do this this small thing for me I promise not to tell anyone about how you said goodnight to him.”
Feeling unable to resist her aspirations anymore Andy inwardly groaned. “May I still be allowed some free time to see my friends?
Refusing to decrease her requirements Jane fluttered her lashes and only promised him. “I’m sure we can come to some sort of agreement darling, maybe we can talk about tomorrow?”
With his loving aunt unrelentingly caressing his neck he felt powerless to withstand her charms any further, Andy uttered. “OK, auntie. Only if you never tell anyone how I’m spending this summer too.”
Jane would not answer his second request either, only smiling happily and enthusiastically insisting. “Come on then, let’s get you dressed so we can go out. You can spend all your holiday learning everything about being my niece once again, Andy.”
Finally mindful that he had the thong partway up his shapely legs, Andy drifted the shiny latex firmly across his buttocks before being able to tuck his bits away, whilst Jane turned away from him.
It was not until Jane turned to face him again that Andy noticed the clothing she wished him to wear.

After two quick eye flinches Andys’ eyes grew wide as he stared at the pair of red Chanel leather trousers Jane was holding out for him, he was unable to miss the fact that they looked identical to the pair his aunt was currently wearing, and because Lady Jane ensured the boy was with her the day she acquired them, Andy was fully aware that they cost several thousand pounds.
He tenderly reached out for them as Jane softly informed him. “It’s alright Andy, I had them ordered just for my favorite nephew. Since I acquired these,” She brushed her fingers along one leg to make sure he knew what she was talking about, “I have just wanted you to look desirable in a pair too.”
To help him relax Jane delicately chatted away and watched him modestly slither into them. “You know what it’s like in London darling, no one notices anyone else, all they will see is a very pretty girl. If you feel nervous just follow my instructions and you will be fine.”
Just as he expected the tight fitting leather was so soft as the apparel kissed progressively against his young skin and it was only when Andy fastened the zipper that he looked up at his aunt and confessed. “The cut is very feminine Aunt Jane, but at least these are less girly than the outfit I wore on halloween.”
Andys’ extensive smile plummeted as Jane passed a glossy white blouse to him. “This will make me

stand out too much, Auntie Jane.” Andy complained.
“Only a bit, Andy. I remembered how you loved the feel of latex and ‘though the blouse will be an unusual mix with Lambskin leggings I think you will look so indescribable.”
Fashioning the glistening latex blouse around his shoulders he trembled so badly it made Jane ask if he was alright. “The rubber feels so fresh Auntie. Has it been in the fridge?”
Lightly chuckling Jane cooed. “No darling, that would ruin it.” Andy returned her smile while Jane added. “You’ll also need to fasten the ankle zips too Andy, you can do that when you slip into your new Jimmy Chooes, but let me create a deeper glow for you.”
At first Andy simply refused to question Lady Jane in case it caused her any further distress between them, but as she slowly rubbed the lube veiled fingers across his latex covered chest he noticed a glint in her eye that he had not recognised for many months, initially Andy thought it was because she had fun teasing him but as her hand continued to massage the soft latex he believed that his aunt was extremely happy to have him playing the part of her niece again.
Examining the luxuriously glistening latex she was clearly satisfied with how Andy was respecting her wishes.
As if to challenge his shimmering blouse,Jane appeared to glow with satisfaction as he gasped at the height of the fine stiletto heels. “Come on Andy, they are not much higher than the others you wore. After watching you last time I’m sure you can manage these.” Jane was unsure if she should tell him that the very delicate heels happened to be five inch, but she wished for him to become used to higher heels quickly and knew that there was no need to frighten him.
Seeing the red piping around the edge of the shoes it gradually dawned on Andy how alike the two were attired. It was strange how he had not fully noticed it before, but as he gathered his thoughts he understood that they both had identical red leather trousers and white blouses, albeit Jane was wearing one of her top quality silk silk tops and Andys’ was a beautiful burnished latex that was vibrantly glowing in the sunlight. With the coordinated footwear in his hands, he considered how fantastic the clothes looked on his aunt and just hoped that he looked at least half as good and trusted his aunt that he would be able to walk in these sandals.

Watching her nephew naturally bend at the waist whilst easing his feet into the tapered toed footwear made Jane wince, she was about to point out his mistake but thought it might be more fun to allow him to keep some male traits.
Wobbling spectacularly, Andy cried out. “Flip, these shoes are too high auntie!”
“Nonsense. I know you can do it for me, Andy.”
Jane compassionately took his arm and guided him around his room; everytime the sharp heel slipped on the deep pile Andy hissed as the leather chafed his skin. “This is impossible, Aunt Jane.” He would moan.
Seeing how he was really trying to please her caused Jane to hold back on the torment of misery she discovered was brewing, instead she smoothly appraised him. “You’re doing brilliantly Andy, but let’s go into the hall, I think the rigid flooring might be easier for you.”
Keeping her pace slow Jane eased Andy alongside her, once again giving advice on how to straighten his posture plus how to take smaller steps and it was within a short time he found the suggestions aiding him.
“Lovely Andy.” Jane squealed as he walked the full length of the long hallway without stumbling once.
He quickly glanced up to her to realise she had been smiling at him. Jane kept up her praise even when Andy teetered slightly. “It’s alright darling, you’re almost as confident as before.”
Feeling more surefooted Andy peered back to aunt and proudly said. “I thought I would be as tall as you in these shoes Auntie Jane.”
Jane was still a few inches taller than Andy and she tittered as he walked back up the passage way. “How are you feeling now, Andy?”
Not noticing how explicitly his hips had started to swing without any conscious effort from himself he followed Janes’ tracks, progressively he lifted most of his weight off her arm and admitted. “Better, Auntie. I just hope I don’t fall flat on my face when we go outside.” He felt his confidence building up and he was finding that he was only somewhat dreading going out in public dressed as he was. As he was feeling more secure Andy lightly giggled. “I guess I shouldn’t say that!”
“Don’t be silly darling. You look classique.” Seeing how gracefully he swung around, Jane resumed. “I’ll drive us to town and we will go to Montparnasse Cafe for a coffee. It’s only a short walk from the parking lot and I know you can effortlessly do it for me.”
This time when they reached the end of the corridor Andy fearlessly released Janes’ arm and took the last few steps towards the stairs alone. Although he was feeling confident of his footing and adamant that he found his correct balance at last, however his aunt watched in trepidation as he rested his hand and on balustrade and began lowering himself down the steps, her apprehension progressively dissolving with each footfall until he finally reached the lower floor.
Using the engraved ball on the newly post, Andy swung around to face her with a wide grin on his face, and if it had not been for the minor unsteadiness he still displayed it would have looked so impressive.
With her heart still pounding from the absolute concern that he might fall and hurt himself Jane soon followed suit, chorusing tones full of pridefulness for her nephews’ achievement she uttered. “Andy, that was just, wow, marvelous, simply well done, darling.”
As Jane took the final step she bent and with the softest touches joined her lips to his. “I am so proud of you today Andy. Are you ready?”

New Art. The Debutantes of Devonshire

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Hi Everyone

 Not going to go on about it but I hope everyone can stay safe, stay kind and look out for others in these strange days.

    Though the loss of my Bar work doesn't help my bank balance one little bit, it has given me time on my hands and so I present this new piece in three formats.

    We are once again in a world of mystery and adventure, riding with the aristocratic Lady Jane and her sexy sidekick, as they battle the enemies of Queen and country.

    I don't want to give anything away, just to say it features Andy as we have never seen him before and I really enjoyed creating the look, which was influenced by other classic characters of the era.

    A quick bit of instruction.

       Click the video and enlarge the image. Feel free to pause if you need longer to read, but let the video run to the end.

       After you will find all the usual bits and images as ever and I will be back in a little bit to explain.

XXXX

Andy

   I had the idea to present this as a special edition fold-out cover, because I wanted to add something different and the only way to present it, so that fold-out moment had some air of suspense, was to create the video version. 
  Please let me know if it worked and i might use the format again, because it is fun to add that second image to move the story on a little.
  Anyway, below are the usual full frame images for your (hopefully) pleasure and study, because for Andy's sake, I hope someone gets the hint 'Wink Wink'

Christeen on Friday

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Hi Everyone
   Bit of a bummer of a week. The bar in which I worked my second job has been forced to close due to this nasty virus, so I am kind of up the creek and now working extra in store, in my everyday job, which isn't fun at all, but still we have Christeen to brighten the day with 4 more classics.
Enjoy
XXX
Andy

illustrated Double Fiction edition from Mandy and Skinnie

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Hi Everyone
  Hope you are all well and if you are, please keep being well and if you are not so hot, please get well soon. XXX
   Ok today we have a double illustrated fiction special. 
  Firstly we have a trail for the first part of our friend Skinnie Stallion's latest naughtiness and then we have the 3rd chapter in Mandy Sweet Heart's beautiful story, Hello.
   So, to get us started,over to you Skinnie 
  XX

Treats for Amanda, my Stablegirl
They will come - sequel 2.1

In November 2019, SweetAndyLatex published a new piece of art, 'They will come' with an accompanying short story:  https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2019/11/double-feature-new-art-and-story-they.html .  Over the following weeks and what turned into months, with Andy's approval, I wrote a follow-on piece with a possible solution to the dilemma facing Commander Watson and the Ensign Beauchamp.  

It is also intended to provide an explanation to why the Commander has such a strange feeling about the Doctor:  "Commander Watson noted the look in his esteemed colleagues eyes and his stomach fluttered, not just from the data he had been given, but from a memory, a feeling, something in the Doc had always reminded him of someone, someone from a long time go, the eyes, the hair, that body on a woman her age….someone…special."

It does become rather naughty so if that is not to your taste, please do not bother with the later parts. 


They Will Come 2.1


As the medical staff projected the holographic image of the encased, writhing Stevie, Commander Watson sidled close behind the pretty young Ensign.  He whispered softly in her ear, “I promise I will find you no matter how long, no matter how far, but it is going to happen.  I cannot prevent it.  It must happen to put time back in order….. I am so sorry Stevie …. so very sorry.”  Ensign Beauchamp shivered in terror but was reassured by the words of her gorgeous commanding officer and his warm hand clutching her waist.  It was so rare that she received such tenderness from her Commander in front of other ranks.  Reprimands and orders, yes.  But tenderness, no.  Her stinging bottom reminded her of that.   His kindness and closeness meant so much to her.  “In 74 hours they will come and you will be taken.”
“I know Andy, it is my own fault,” Stevie said before correcting herself, “I mean Commander.  Sorry, Commander.   It’s my fault.” 
“Remember you’re on duty officer.”  The hand released her waist and gave her a gentle slap on her bottom, still sore from the spanking in the lift.   “We don’t have much time.  How are we going to get you out of this without compromising our mission or damaging space-time?   Think of this as your Kobayashi Maru.  Go to your quarters and think about possible solutions.  I’ll give you twelve hours then come to my cabin.”
“Yes, Commander.”  All eyes followed Stevie as she left the Sick Bay.  Her heels clicked across the floor and her shapely bottom wiggled. 
Andy turned to the Medical Officer.  The Doctor was a new member of crew and had only joined to replace her predecessor at the ship’s most recent provisioning stop.  “Well Doc, do you have any ideas?”  They both stared down at the cocoon on the Sick Bay heli-bed.
“Only that there are worse ways to go.  That young Ensign is in a state of bliss.   She’s hovering now in almost perpetual orgasm.”
“But we have to save her, Doc.”   Andy was convinced that he recognised the Doctor.   Even her voice sounded familiar but he still couldn’t place her.
“She may not thank you.” 
“I should say so,” said the nurse with the tightly cinched waist.  She shuffled her legs slightly, aware that she was getting moist at the thought of what the encased Ensign was experiencing.
“She’s an Officer of Star-Corps and we do not lose our crew, Doc, especially not a rising fledgling like Beauchamp,” said Andy sternly.  “She’s a graduate of the Corps’ Sissy Academy, consistently A-rated in her sissy potential, and granted Novice Catamite status at graduation.  Her recent error of judgement with Sweet-touch is out of character; she is normally much more rule observant.  There must be a way of saving her.”
“Is it true Commander that you once survived an assault by Larvalous Worms?” asked the elegant grey haired Doctor.
“Yes, that’s right … but only a minor one.  Nothing compared to what Stevie’s going through.”
“Minor maybe but you survived.  You’re the only known survivor of a Larvalous attack.  We still teach the case in Medical School.  The worms were left as mere husks.”
“Yes, but it took me days to recover.”
“You must have had natural resistance or you developed one.  I’m wondering if you have some Larvalous anti-bodies.”
“Do you think that could help Stevie?”
“Do you mind if I take a blood sample, Commander?  I’d like to check it out.”
“Not at all, Doc.  Which arm?”

                                                                 ************

You can read more here, on our friend Skinnie Stallion's Superb fun blog

http://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2020/03/they-will-come-sequel-21.html?zx=5ee1717a876edc5c

   Now it is time for the super 3rd Chapter of our dear friend Mandy Sweet Heart's Beautiful story, Hello.

Part 1 is right here
https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2020/03/new-story-from-mandy-sweet-heart-hello.html

Hello!

By Mandy Sweet Heart.

     **A different timeline from my last stories 

   & set several weeks before the delightful art,

“Hello Again”. 

    Here Jane received a morsel of assistance.**

      With the greatest of thanks  

       to the lovely Andy Latex,

 Just for being so sweet

 & sharing his art. xxx. 

Chapter three.



Jane had only intended to go into her sumptuous suite to collect the clothes she was so eager to see her nephew in that evening, but while her towering heels smoothly glided over the thick piled carpet her eyes were caught by a spark of light that glinted off one of the silver picture frames sitting on the small table near her bed and went over to take a closer look.
Selecting the one that partially stimulated her curiosity she peered longingly at the image showing herself alongside Andy who was giving a robust pout as he waited for his friends to arrive.
Without thinking about it Jane gently lowered herself onto the edge of the velvet trimmed chaise and gave a picturesque smile as she reminisced about the evening it was unwittingly taken.
At first she recalled those first few days of last November, a time when Andy had talked non-stop about all the compliments he had received from his friends, accolades that were freely given once they recovered from the surprise of seeing him in an outfit that had apparently turned him into the girl next door. Although she hopelessly adored her nephew even Jane began to feel exhausted as she listened to how much fun he had.
Long before that day had started Lady Jane had suspected that Andy imagined that she had long given up trying to see him dressed in feminine attire and knew it would be natural for him to grumble when he had seen the outfit that she had laid out, but contrary to certain rumours this was not one of her attempts to emasculate his masculine side, it really was the supplier that had sold out of the costume he had selected from the catalogue, therefore you really could not blame Jane for being determined to see her sweet nephew looking so sensational whilst out on All Hallows Eve with his friends. All the same it was his aunt Jane that used her wholesome charms to efficiently remind him of all the fun they used to have, exquisitely persuading Andy with all her bewitching charms to finally convince him to go as the character Hermione from Hogwarts, and within mere minutes Andy was more than eager to please her.
Before Andy could have anytime to withdraw from their agreement, she effortlessly sat him in front of his carefully illuminated vanity dresser and began to highlight his features.
Knowing how easy it would be for Andy to back down Jane worked as quickly as it was conceivably possible, but to stop him from making an inexhaustible brouhaha she continued to tenderly charm him with her lovely spooky tones. Jane instantly swept his features with glowing pink lip gloss, incandescent brown eyeshadow, black mascara, plus just an emphasis of eyeliner along with just a touch of blush to bring out his cheeks. 
While Andy marveled at the lovely girl his aunt had created, he was considering the brown shading above his blue eyes and believed it looked somewhat out of place on him, he was just about to mention it to his aunt when Jane chirped. “I thought it would look wonderful if you wear a pair of colored contacts tonight darling, from what I understand it’s the colour of Hermiones’ eyes.”
His lips formed a free-and-easy pout, one that Jane was only too well acquainted with and she fondled his neck with her finger tips, asking. “Don’t you want to make your favorite aunt happy, Andy?”
His determination to fight against her scarcely lasted a second before he was willingly agreeing to go along with her wishes, comfortably asking. “How do I fit them Auntie Jane?”
As he tenderly lifted the first lens out of the container, she knew that her nephew would no longer be so dismissing her ambitions and was thrilled to instruct him just how to insert it.
Andy was perplexed when his aunt introduced him to the fancy dress costume, she had to explain how it was made of latex, nevertheless within a minute she had smoothly talked him into trying on the skimpy thong. But it took more than her affectionate words to get him to wear the legwear. Somehow he found it easier to sit on the floor and with Jane sitting behind him, along with his legs in the air, it took the two of them to finally squeeze his athletic legs into the constricting latex pop socks.
“I’m glad my football kit doesn’t take so much effort to put on.” Andy giggled as they finally had the second one on.
In total seriousness Jane explained. “It might be a good idea to have you clothed as a girl more often, then you will start to remember just what a woman goes through to look so pleasing, Andy.”
Listening to his aunt talking in this manner caused Andy to stare at her, then he burst into a fit of giggles whilst hoping she was just teasing him again.
Gazing deeply into the picture Jane recounted how painless it was to wrap the thigh length silver grey latex skirt around his slim waist; and the white blouse, with its short sleeves, fitted him like a glove too. Maybe the top was a touch short but Jane thought it was cute to leave his belly button on show.
Having Andy snugly attired in the first part of the outfit Jane secretly celebrated how amiable Andy had become. Although they had notably impeded themselves at times, just simple things like spending time to remark on how well made the costume was, or maybe Andy would mention how lucky he was that she did not make him wear such tight latex when he had to go to school. But eventually Jane examined the uniform closely and commented. “Mm, I can see why the salesman said I would need the spray.”
“Huh! What do you mean, auntie?”
Leaving Andy looking confused Jane scanned the directions on the can, giving it a good shake she gleefully smiled. “I’m going to have to burnish you a bit Andy, I’ll be giving you a lovely shimmering sparkle.”
Jane commenced on his back and she was astonished to see the instant result to the small area she had completed, Jane simply adored the way the latex appeared to become a creamy liquor coating in front of her eyes, yet as the material glistened she wondered if any buffing was truly needed, however the merest thought of sending her nephew out looking anything other than as profoundly delectable as she could make him was beyond Janes perceptions. She picked up a soft cloth and once she gave the first pass over it caused her to noiselessly gasp as the latex turned into a fathomless lacquered shine.
“Is everything alright, Andy?” Jane enquired as she began on the second sock.
As always he was enjoying all the attention he was receiving from his loving aunt, along with all the support she had given him whilst growing up was one of the reasons he often asked if he could visit her, and Andy unexpectedly found that he truly loved this new material he was being draped in. “Yes, thank you Auntie Jane, but I am starting to feel a little warm wearing the rubber outfit.”
Now that Andy was in the first items of latex he could see just how wonderfully they glowed following her efforts.
Jane found she was relieved that the tie was factory knotted and would only need a good polish to make it truly sparkle in the street lights. Andy held his breath as Jane leaned in to adorn his neck, taking her time to fix it just right and mentioning. “It’s latex remember, darling. Much more delicate than rubber don’t you think? Only the sweater and cape to go, you do want to appear to be just like Hermione for me, don’t you?” As Jane questioned him a nefarious grin filled her face as she imagined how Andy must feel whilst totally covered in the slick, warm, glossy latex but most of all she was wishing to see his friends' reactions.
Hearing there was going to be more even more layers to wear prompted Andy to inwardly groan, by this stage he was trusting that it was going to be a very chilly evening to go trick ‘n’ treating, but he automatically explained to his aunt. “Of course I always want to make you happy Auntie Jane.”
The second top was somewhat of a struggle for both of them, Jane slowly eased the unpolished latex against the glistening glossy layer and although every movement seemed to be creating an unpredictable screech to assault their ears it did not stop Andy from pushing his arm fully into the sleeve.
With Jane ensuring the short sleeved jumper was looking elegant she noticed that it was just as short as the blouse, but Andy was more concerned about the way he felt the heat building up and wondered if he might pass out whilst out with his friends. Being unaccustomed to wearing latex made Andy believe there was way too much heat building up when Jane began buffing him yet again, but he was enjoying how it was causing the aroma of latex to agreeably mix with the flowery perfume from the body wash he had used.
“Nearly ready darling, there’s just the cape to go, but as it’s getting late is there any chance that you will help me?”
With Andy still in the aftermath of Janes’ feminine appeals it was understandable that he would eagerly agree. When they laid the cape on the bathroom floor Jane remarked. “If we just do the outside, the unpolished side will add a little contrast and truly make you stand out from everyone else.”
As she rested on the chaises, a smile lined her lips when she recounted the way Andy had simply dropped to his knees and waited for her to crouch next to him so she could apply the lube while he began to burnish the soft latex for her.
With the two of them working collectively it did not take long, and as they finished it was basically to see if her nephew would follow her authority in the way he would

a few years ago. Jane, used her most majestic tones, stressing. “Remain there Andy.” At the sound of her voice Andy just froze in the huddled posture, Jane almost blinked at seeing how quickly he reacted and it caused her movements to be serene as she lifted the cape by the cords, she gave her nephew a sweet smile before settling the cloak over his shoulders and asked him to put the shoes on.
It was only after Andy had stopped to have a glass of milk that he became uneasy again. Jane had slipped into the lounge to collect her camera and when she entered the kitchen her nephew was leaning against the counter looking deeply sorrowful, seeing the profound pout she clumsy dropped the camera on the nearest counter, fumbling slightly in her determination to comfort him Jane did not notice that she clicked the full-auto icon which left the camera to take random pictures. She listened as Andy explained how he would rather spend the evening with her, he told his aunt how he did not want other people knowing about their harmless game. Of course Jane wasted no time in telling him how lovely he looked, and although she did not want to push her nephew just then she told him they could spend some time together later, explaining how he could dress up as her niece again if wished and promised how she would always find time for him, before elaborating that he should have a good time with his friends too.
Jane went on to praise him, singing his virtues for being so lovely and how wonderful he looked as a girl, naturally Andy found no comfort at first but before long he was convinced by her kind words.
Trying to remember how Andys’ friends had reacted to him attempting to walk in a dignified manner while wearing a pair of four inch Mary Janes for the first time made Jane smile, her smile expanded as he was saying goodbye to her by waving his magical wand. She remembered how he acted as if he had such pride as he walked towards his waiting friends, boys who were not laughing in the way that had concerned Andy so deeply, but they all started in tremendous wonder at his transformation.
However what Jane found totally unproblematic to recall was how Andy acted on his return.
She secretly watched him being escorted by two boys dressed in male Hogwarts school uniform up the driveway, she smiled at seeing him almost skipping along while delicately carrying a small wicker basket that was overflowing with chocolate.
Somewhat highly-strung herself, she had been watching out for them to arrive for the past hour and once the relief subsided she guessed some kind person had seen how much he had and gave him the basket rather than know he was struggling.
“Hi auntie.” Andy burst out as the door opened. “We had a lovely time and I have so many goodies that you can have some too, but gosh, my feet ache.”
Feeling great delight that her nephew had enjoyed himself whilst in a girly costume, and though Jane considered the shoes to be flats it sounded as if Andy was not really upset about wearing them.
Abruptly Janes’ gazed at Andy as he turned to the first boy, William, and softly disclosed. “Thank you for walking me home Will.” He bent forward and placed the lightest of pecks on his cheek.
Andy followed the action by turning to the other boy (whos’ name Jane could not remember) and started to repeat his thanks. Unlike William the second boy expeditiously took a backwards step and groaned. “Get out of it, Andy.” His reaction appeared to create a deep blush to surface on Andys’ cheeks, except Jane was not fully watching her nephew, her stare was fixed on William and like Andy, his cheeks had flushed, but the blush was so mild Jane could tell it was not from embarrassment and she watched as his fingers gently caressed  the spot where Andys’ lips had touched his skin.
Murmuring an apology to his two friends he swiftly made his way past his aunt and painfully made his way to his room; leaving Jane to thank the two as she quickly followed Andy to his rooms…..”Andy?” Jane mumbled in a hushed tone as she instantly snapped herself out of her memories.

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To Be Continued....

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    Ok today we have another issue of The Lady Jane Adventures and in this one we get to see the true characters of our Heroes/Heroines. Before we saw Andy at his damsel in distress best, having just be rescued by his Aunt, the adventure loving Lady Jane.

 This time we get to see Andy in more sedate  surroundings, back at Fullerton-Jones Manor surrounded by the all things he understands, his books and files, where he can oversee his beloved Aunts social and business affairs, dressed in his comfortable and correct day to day attire.

  However the sedate life is not for Aunt Jane, a woman eager for adventure wherever she can find it. Be that on the top of a speeding train or at the ambassadors gala reception.

 So strap on the 6 shooter 'cos it's time for adventure as Lady Jane Feels....... 

                         The Lash of the Scarlet Phantom.

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Hi Everyone
  Wednesday already!! 
   I have the total pleasure of once again bringing you another wonderful piece of storytelling form one of our blog friends.
 This time it is the start of a new story by Mandy Sweet Heart and tells off Andy's early days.
Now this is Mandy's vision, it is all her work and at some points it diverges from the story in my head, but like all the brilliant stories here, that is not a problem, Like the 25th century stories, or the new Jane Adventures, all versions in this expanding "AndyVerse" are valid.
  So sit back and enjoy the first two chapters of what I promise is a wonderful story.
 Over to you Mandy
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Hello!

By Mandy Sweet Heart.

**A different timeline from my last 

stories  & set several weeks before 

the delightful art,

  “Hello Again”. 

Here Jane received a morsel 

of assistance.**

      With the greatest of thanks  

       to the lovely Andy Latex,

 Just for being so sweet

 & sharing his art. xxx. 

Hello
Chapter One.


Nobody could have honestly called his birth a troublesome one.
After the long hours of labour that had preceded the arduous birth of her twin sons two years previous, the mother of the boy who grew up to be Andy Watson was overwhelmed at how he delightfully emerged into the world with an undeniable smoothness, and at the very polite time of seven minutes past ten ante meridiem.
With his dramatic red hair already in place even the seasoned midwife of St Marys’ Meadow Maternity Hospital simply cooed over how gorgeous he looked.
By the time Andy had reached the age of four, due to the twins forever seeking an earth-shaking existence, Marie, mother of three boys and wife to the village rector, was often so close to being thoroughly depleted of energy that she had such a minuscule measure left when it came to her subdued son who would blissfully play alone with his toys.
Whilst she and her friend sat in the parlour one day, the ladies struggling to ignore the boisterous ones squawking away in the garden, they watched the younger child who cheerfully remained on the floor amid his action dolls. “I do worry about him so much.” Marie told her best friend, Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones. “I just wish I could devote more time to the little darling,” she gave a long sigh and resumed, “but I’m so exhausted just running around after those two monsters.”
Lady Jane had only returned to the village earlier that day because she had promised the local womens’ committee that she would assist them in the up and coming Easter festival, an event that she simply enjoyed attending since acquiring a small cottage in St Marys’ Meadow several years ago. Alongside enjoying the quieter life away from the non-stop bustle of London she would comfortably spend a week or two helping with the village fundraising, plus Jane always spent as much time as possible with her friend.
Watching young Andy stroking his action dolls’ head, almost as if he was brushing the molded plastic hair, Jane chirped. “I would be more than pleased to look after Andy for a few days.”
In total bewilderment, Maria asked. “You! Looking after a child?”
Startled, Jane enquired. “Why not? You do know just about everything they write about me is untrue, and I think it would be good for Andy too, after all I am his Godmother remember, and I would love to devote some of my time to him.” Resting her hand on Marias’ arm, Jane delicately stressed. “I’m not going to run away with him and I can always phone if I’m stuck.”
“Well, maybe.” She exclaimed in a tone that only a protective mother could reproduce. “But only if you’re staying in St Marys’ Meadow.”
Jane explained. “I have to go back to London in a few days time, but after the weekend I’m here all month, and who knows maybe Andy would enjoy himself. Plus Surbiton is only a few miles away if I decide to steal him from you!” Jane playfully teased her old school friend.
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Jane was more than excited at the prospect of doing a spot of childcare and even went to the trouble of buying a few of his favorite foods in the hope of making his stay more pleasurable. Just the same, it was a tenebrous day when Jane arrived early to pick the boy up but the grey skies could not alter her enthusiasm, whereas the sight she beheld after pulling up in front of the vicarage disheartened her somewhat. Seeing Andy looking so gloomy she asked him. “Don’t you want to spend a few days with your silly old Auntie Jane, darling.”
“I guess.” Was all the four year old could say.
Jane spent a little time explaining how it would just be the two of them, how they would spend the whole time playing together, and how he would not have to worry about his nasty brothers harassing him. Slowly Andy brightened to the idea before finally  allowing Jane to hold hand and giving his mother a wave goodbye.
When Jane pulled onto her gravel driveway the first rains began to fall and the two scurried inside with his small case.
“Not a nice start to your holiday with me, is it darling?” Jane gasped.
Of course Andy knew the tall, elegant woman from the occasions she had visited his mother, in his childlike way he kind of enjoyed it when Jane came to have a chat with either of his parents because she always found time to sit on the floor with him, and sometimes she would mirthfully be joining in his games, but he had never been to Lady Jane's’ summer cottage and he clearly gazed at everything in the kitchen in unconditional wonderment.
Lowering herself to his height Jane asked if he had picked any toys to bring along with him. Andy remained unmoving as he peered at the stylish surfaces of the marble and stainless steel worktops, leaving Jane to open his small travel case to unfortunately just find his teddy, the one that Andy always took to bed with him. Cursing under her breath Jane felt really foolish for not thinking to check before they left.
While allowing the boy to finish staring at her furnishing she considered her options, Jane was going to basically refuse the idea of returning to the vicarage in case it confused him.
Without any pleadings she steadily caught his full attention, to ask. “Andy, how would you like to play a little game?” He just peered at the beautifully adorned lady who was bathing him in her rich perfume and waited for her to speak. “How would you like to play at being my niece for a few days? I have a few dresses that should fit you, we can have a little picnic in the summer house and maybe we could bake a cake later. What do you say darling?”
Naturally, at only four years old Andy had no idea what would be involved, but he liked the way this tall woman was cheerfully smiling at him, so he smiled in return and allowed Jane to take his hand again before passively following her to one of the bedrooms.
When Jane showed the child just what she wished him to wear he became somewhat excited and giggled. “Pretty blue dress Auntie Jane, it kinda shines.” Andy gave her a sullen pout and informed her. “I want to wear, now.”
Jane giggled at his unrestrained reactions and began to help him undress. “We better not tell your brothers, Andy. We don’t want them spoiling our fun, do we?”
With the tiniest of lisps' Andy grumbled.  “Mummy’s always telling them not to break my toys, they don’t care.”
Giving him a calming embrace, Jane softly whispered. “We’ll keep this our little secret.”
When Jane began to help him with the frilly pair of baby blue panties Andy let out another childish giggle and exclaimed. “So pretty, don’t think Tommy would wear them.”
“We won’t tell him.” Jane repeated as she watched Andy helping her slide the lace ruffled underwear up his legs.
In order that Andy could simply shimmy his arms down the short sleeves she fluffed out the matching dress so it was easy enough for Jane to slide over his head before she lifted all the dainty lace, enabling it to decorate Andy's small body in a girly way.
“Want to wear some shoes too?” Jane cheerfully asked as she lifted a tiny pair of baby pink Mary Janes shoes, a pair of shoes that Jane thought had the flattest heel of all time!
Andy almost grabbed them out of her hand and sat on the floor to ponderously adorn his feet with them, except he did need a little help from Jane to fasten the strap.
Jane admired how danity he looked, and calmly asked. “Want a little makeup to make you more pretty, darling.”
Mostly from the absolutely undivided attention he was receiving, a new experience that Andy genuinely loved, he clapped his hand while nodding his head. Again she took his tiny hand, and once at her vanity desk she lifted him onto the chair.
“Just a little bit Andy.” Jane brushed a flicker of blusher across his cheeks and dabbed his lips with a pale red cream before announcing. “All done, shall we find something in the kitchen so we can have a little picnic?”
Even as she looked out of the window, feeling somewhat disheartened at how the rain was still descending, Jane grinned as she tried to make a few sandwiches although she kept being distracted by the reflection of Andy as he stood in the middle of the floor and swung his hips from side to side, solely for the enjoyment of making the knee length dress swirl out.
Abandoning the chore for a minute she watched as Andy erupted into practicing his version of pirouetting, wondering how he was not feeling dizzy she inquired. “Do you like wearing my old dress?”
Without breaking his steps he repeated. “It’s so shiny, it sparkles.”
Jane was going to inform him that it was made of satin, but she thought that he was much too young to understand, and after a few more seconds of enjoying his ballet she returned to her duties.
Finally placing a few pieces of soft fruit into the wicker basket Jane delightedly asked. “Want to stop your dancing for a bit, then you can join me for lunch, darling?”
Since becoming one of his Godparents Jane had often wished to spend more time with him and this desire was reinforced when she realised that this was the happiest she had ever seen the young boy. Unlike at the boys’ home Jane found herself in fits of giggles as he ran between her potted plants then twirled in his new dress before collapsing in Janes’ lap to eat his luncheon.
Their first day might have appeared to be going along comfortably but there was just somethings Jane certainly did not get right. Lady Jane was totally unprepared for Andy needing a short nap after his meal but she was more than happy to cradle him in her arms as he dozed for an hour. While he slept Jane pondered about what else there was that she had not thought about, small things came to her mind and Jane realised that she had no idea what time to put Andy to bed in the evening, but she knew it would have been a waste of time asking him.
When Andy woke, moaning that he was thirsty she was more than happy to make him a soft drink before returning to the sunroom where Andy wanted to sit on her lap again. Jane found she enjoyed holding him in her arms and spent some of the afternoon reciting a story she had read when she was around eight years of age. Her story telling might have left a lot for an adult to enjoy but the boy relished having someone so close that also appeared to have time for him, and Jane was already thinking of ways to convince his parents to allow her to care for him more often.
Andy had sat quietly listening to her for over an hour and when Jane reached the end of her tale he bounced off of her and eagerly ran around the room until he was completely breathless.
When Andy began to slow down she Judged it getting close enough and after giving him another small meal she gently eased him back upstairs while asking if he wanted his normal nightclothes or a nightie that she had found for him.
It delighted Jane when, with his sleepy head, Andy snatched the glistening pink satin nightgown and she quickly helped him remove the satin dress to allow him to wriggle into the silky soft nightwear she had purchased, then instructed Andy to clean his teeth.
As he returned to slip under the light quilt Jane noticed that she was unsure if she should kiss him goodnight, guessing that his parents would show him their love, and behaving in the only way she could imagine, Jane bent to rest her lips on the corner of his mouth, which oddly made Andy feel as if he was all grown up.
Jane found it somewhat strange that Andy wanted to spend the whole three days playing her niece but there was no way that she would discourage his enjoyment of being with her, and even though everyone had forgotten to bring any of his toys, along with doing a bit of baking Jane dreamt up some silly games, like where Andy had to mirror her gestures or she tried teaching him how to arrange flowers.
Andy was just happy that he did not have to share the nice lady with his naughty big brothers.
On Andys’ last full day, her only concern was what she might say if he wished to return home in a dress, but once Andy knew he was going back to his family he quite willingly dressed in his normal clothes, and while Jane thought to mess up the clothes in the suitcase he only asked if they could play their lovely game again.
It was after Andy had returned home that everyone was truly dumbfounded by his actions. Understandably he ran to his mother while she waited halfway down the path to scoop him up in her arms. Shortly after receiving a tight embrace from her he wriggled free and tottled back to Jane, who even in her fatigued condition squatted to meet him; as Andy reached her he amazed them all by giving her a wet kiss and thanking his aunt Jane, before scrambling back on his little legs to the safety of mothers’ arms, the sight of which was making Jane even more disheartened as she watched him wave farewell.
That was the first time Lady Jane took charge of Andy, and he soon thought she was his special aunt.
In less than a year Maria gave her permission and allowed her son to accompany Jane for a long weekend at her Surbiton home, located in a suburb of London that was only a few miles from Marys’ Meadow.
Over the years Andy would often stay at his aunt Janes’ cottage for weekends or at her villa for a good part of the school holidays. Jane happily enlarged his unmanly wardrobe, plus buying age appropriate toys, magazines or books that would be more suitable for a girl, and she would always receive a long hug when she mentioned them to him.
However they soon realised that all of their time together could not be full of games, there were times when Andy was poorly and Jane momentarily had to become his nurse. Nevertheless, one thing remained during his younger years, whenever Andy visited his exquisite aunt he was always so full of enthusiasm to spend plenty of time as her niece...but all that suddenly ceased when he reached around fourteen years of age. For Andy, his early teens appeared to be a very confusing time and with Jane simply loving the child so much she gave him the space to understand his feelings, and even though she really missed having her Godson dressing up as a girl, she understood it had to be his decision.
That was until he had almost reached his eighteenth year and begged to stay with his aunt for the entire summer!

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Chapter Two.


“Hi ya! Auntie Jane.” Her nephew cried out on the afternoon of the second full day of the long summer before starting college. On entering her luxurious villa he had slammed the front door so heavily that it caused the crystal chandelier to sway but the boy continued to thunder across the spacious hallway so quickly it was appearing to make his unkempt red hair fly out. “Just grabbing my football kit, then I’ll be off again.” Andy gasped and reached the stairs.
“Andrew Watson.” Janes’ magical voice softly borne across the open space to reach her adopted-nephew with one foot on the lowermost stair, yet just the melody of her regal voice was making him stand fast.
He laboriously turned towards the sound just as Jane stepped out of the library and looking like a crowning beauty of elegance in the shaft of sunlight that gleamed through the glass and onto her cropped silver blond hair. In the large vestibule her cultured tones still sounded soft and unthreatening as she continued. “So that you could avoid a camping trip with your brothers, you begged your lovely parents and myself to allow you to stay here. What was it you promised me in return, Andrew?”
“But, I just promised my friends’, Auntie Jane.”
Waiting for the answer to her question Lady Janes’ perfectly adorned face remained completely unflinching as she stared at him.
He pleaded to her tender nature. “Honestly Auntie, I promised Will that I would be there.”
That uncompromising gaze of hers’ was still upon him, a stare he had called, ‘I want you to answer the question, stare’ since he was old enough to acknowledge its existence and he knew his aunt would not let him off. But as Jane glared at him she was wondering if something had fluttered over her nephews' immature features when he mentioned his friends’ name.
Already knowing he had no choice, Andy humbly requested. “Please may I just text Will, it’s just to let him know I can’t make it?” Jane tilted her head to one side and placed her soft palms on to her luxuriously sleek leather clad hips and created an inconsequential movement that looked to be an imitation of sparkling water flowing in an undulating stream over the semi fitted white satin blouse she was wearing.
Her expression made Andy believe that he had pushed his aunt too far and needed a micro snap of time to consider what it might be advisable for him to safely say, but Jane was using the time to persist in her contemplation of what she thought had flickered over Andys’ features.
Beginning quietly Andy attempted to placate Lady Jane. “I’m so very sorry auntie. When I promised my friends that I would play football, I had forgotten how I had already assured you that anytime you wanted me to go out with you, I would be happy to accompany you and wear the clothes you’d decided I should wear, I also forgot that you wished me to be with you this afternoon and of course I will do as you desire.”
Silently concentrating on what she might have seen ensured that Jane had only heard parts of what Andy was talking about and she had to quickly gather her thoughts. “That’s better, Andy.” Jane finally announced with a small smile. “Yes, you may text your friend, just say I’m putting my foot down this time, then shower.”
Having wished to keep his aunt happy he responded to her request by expediently showering, but as he teased the towel though his locks Andy once again was finding his mind was so confused about his life. To start with he was discovering that the flames of guilt he was feeling were being fanned because of the way he forgotten his promise to his aunt, rather than than losing time to kick a ball around with his friends, additionally he was having some concerns as he tried to figure out if the college his was to attend was the right one. And on top of all that, now that he had largely gone through puberty the boy was still feeling confused about the effects on his body.
With his mind repeatedly abuzz he finished drying his hair and glanced around the small washroom, seeing all the mess he thought it might be better to put all his dirty clothes into the laundry basket before Jane checked up on him.
With the small chores completed and wrapped in just the smooth shiny satin robe that Lady Jane simply insisted he wear, right over left just as aunt Jane demanded, he took his normal chair and wondered what to do while waiting for her to help him. At first Andy softly sang to himself whilst smoothing the silky fabric that always reminded him of his childhood, a time he loved and even during those early days it was the lure of the glossy fabric that always felt exciting to him, and although he often felt somewhat muddled about many things he always secretly enjoyed the way Jane made him wear glossy satin in his room.


To be continued