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  Hope you are all super well.I am still running hard just to stay still, but things are beginning to lighten up a little,but that won't stop the Wednesday round up train pulling into the station to deliver more fun to see us all over that mid week hump , though to be honest I am writing this on Monday.

 Anyway what do we have, well the main feature is the return of Mandy Sweet heart to our pages with the start of further lost chapters from her epic story Hello. 

  You won't believe how honoured I am to have been able to host such a wonderful collection of authors, as we have seen on our blog, over the past months. Thank you all so much and you put me to shame , making me feel I need to complete at least one of the 3 stories I have on the go right now.

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Andy

  So here we have Chapters 1 and 2 , and below is a link if you need a quick refresher.

http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2021/03/wednesday-round-up_31.html

Hello!

The Missing Chapters. Part Two.

By Mandy Sweet Heart.

Chapter One.

Sighing deeply, he listlessly clicked onto the next page of the online latex webcast, a site created by Lady Janes’ corporation to display her wares, and simply wished that his aunt would just call an end to the working day. 

Although, for the past nine working days, Andy had truly loved working for Lady Jane, this day, Thursday, had been somewhat less strenuous and he had easily completed all of his tasks over an hour ago and just to pass the time he had even spruced the outer office where he worked.

Despite knowing that he would not really see the items displayed on page, he was about to click on the icon but his attention was profoundly diverted when a tall, dark haired, rather attractive lady in her late mid-forties, entered his small work space. As he casually peered at the elegantly dressed woman, Andy considered how her attire appeared to resemble those that his Aunt Jane might wear.

Dressed in a glossy black leather one-piece and red seven-inch Christina Lombardi pumps, she smoothly walked up to his desk and said. “I’m here to see Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones.”

As far as he knew, Lady Jane wasn’t expecting anyone this afternoon, and he politely queried. “Whom shall I say wishes to see her, ma’am?”

Enraptured by his white latex blouse, the woman paused for a few seconds and wondered if this was the young man she had heard so much about, whereupon she opened her clutch purse and withdrew a card. “Just give her this.”

Having been told that he always had to act professionally, Andy gracefully accepted the card before effortlessly making his way towards the door to Janes’ office while straightening his skirt, and then he lightly tapped against the wooden frame.

“Enter.” An elegant voice lavishly announced.

The broad smile tumbled from Janes’ deep red lips when she noticed the mystified expression on her nephews’ face. “What’s wrong darling?”

“There’s a lady to see you, she just gave me her card Auntie Jane.” Andy informed her and handed the card over to her.

Lady Jane glanced over the card, faintly lifting her slender brows as she read:

Ms. Lash-Buckle

Director

The Sisterhood

“Never heard of her.” Jane murmured and peered at Andy. “Best show her in.”

Although he pouted his lips, Andy swiftly turned in the direction of the door. However, before he could open said door, Jane softly said. “Andy,” he turned back and peered at her. “I’ll try to keep it short, and then we can go home.” 

He gave his aunt a quick smile, then swiftly opened the door, and said. “Ma’am. Lady Jane will see you now. Please step this way.”

Ms. Lash-Buckle waited until Andy had closed the door before resting herself in one of the sumptuous cherry-red leather chairs without being asked, yet Jane remained behind her desk. It was only when the visitor recognised how Lady Jane was not going to join her, she said. “I’m sure you have heard of The Sisterhood?”

“No, should I have?” Jane bluntly replied whilst keeping her face completely impassive.

Ms Lash-Buckle raised a single eyebrow and replied. “From all that I have heard about you Lady Jane, most emphatically, yes.” Jane kept her face totally expressionless, which forced the lady in attendance to continue. “Shall we say that The Sisterhood provides assistance to ladies who have a certain taste, and from what I have been told you have a particularly beautiful sissy, one that you are most happy to be seen with while you go around parading him within the boutiques and coffee shops.” The woman paused, yet despite Janes’ facial expression she felt her heart suddenly pounding. She continued to gaze at her with unflustered features and after a few seconds, Ms. Lash-Buckle resumed in a jaded tone. “We wish to use your young friend for a reception we are having over the weekend, mostly he will just be serving drinks and waiting on tables. plus looking pretty. 

“Then we will return him to you on Monday morning, at the latest..”

“If I knew of such a person, what would it have to do with me?” Jane tediously asked.

“Let’s just say that The Sisterhood has been known to auction particularly sweet boys to very coldhearted people and how that uncompassionate person may then treat them irresponsibly.” The mere thought of any pain being inflicted upon her nephew caused Janes’ face to finally show some displeasure, however Ms Lash-Buckle continued. “And sometimes their tenderhearted owner can find themselves as a mere scullery maid.”

The threat against herself eluded Jane for over an hour, her only sentiment right then was for Andy and she asked. “If I was to ask my nephew to help you…”

“Ask, why would you need to ask your nephew, as you call him?” Ms Lash-Buckle spoke indignantly.

“He is my nephew,” Lady Jane responded, “and he’s a free person. However, I need to know if I can trust you?”

“I daresay that you can’t. But I would not be here, wasting my time to inform you of these facts. We could easily have facilitated him from you without enlightening you first.” Ms. Lash-Buckle said, and went silent for twenty seconds to allow her words to settle in, prior to adding. “The council of The Sisterhood has also agreed to assist you once, without any redress to you of course.”

With Janes’ overly concerned about Andy, she instantly said. “If we agree, the only thing I want from you, will be for you to never darken my door again.”

“If we have an accord, I’m sure that can be arranged.” Ms Lash-Buckle interjected, knowing that they would never keep to their side of the bargain.

“Alright, I’ll have a word with my nephew, and if he’s happy to help you out, I’ll contact you.”

“No need.” Ms. Lash-Buckle stated sharply and stood. “We will send a driver to your villa at five A.M. Just remember what I said earlier, The Sisterhood always keeps its promise to obtain what it wants.”

Even while Jane was digesting that piece of information, Ms Lash-Buckle marched towards the door and let herself out.

Jane remained seated for a prolonged five minutes, and though she could not see any way out of the drama, she was also unable to think of a way to bring up the conversation with Andy. 

This was an unprecedented moment, essentially it was as rare as all the stars pausing their movement in the night sky, and in another one of those rare moments Jane inwardly winced and hoped that she could discover the answer while driving home, thus she finally called it a day and left her office while holding his hand.

Chapter Two.

Maybe Lady Jane would never tell Andy anything about her last meeting, but he was fully aware that something was amiss and following a wordless drive home, just as he was about to open his door Jane compassionately rested a hand on his arm and softly said. “Andy, darling, I need you to do something for me.” Andy had been expecting to hear that he did something wrong at work, now he was all confused and simply nodded his head. “That woman who came in without an appointment,” Jane spoke with such venom in her words that Andy felt slightly spooked, yet she continued, “I need you to help her with a gathering she is organising for this weekend.”

“But! But!” Andy spluttered while trying to comprehend what his aunt had asked. Then he appreciated how rudely he had spoken to her, yet Janes’ face remained calm, so he tried again. “But you promised, you said that I could watch Will playing football this weekend.”

“I know, daring, and I’m extremely sorry. But this is one of those last minute things.” Jane purred and gently ran her finger around his wrist.

Despite being aware of how his aunt was still acting slightly jittery, he doggedly said. “If I’m going to do this for you, you have to go to the match and support Will and the team.”

Due to his obstinate determination Jane glared at him in astonishment, yet she purred. “Alright darling.”

Hardly believing what he had just heard, Andy stuttered. “I, I, I’ll check with Will.”

Desperate to keep the truth from him or allow him to become anxious, Jane smiled. “That’s alright Andy, I’ll probably cheer for the wrong team but I’ll do it for you. Do you think he will need a lift?”

“I don’t know, I’ll give him a call.” Andy said while opening his door, then stepped onto the graveled drive and checked his small purse for his phone. 

He shook his head as if to clear away stray cobwebs before dialing Wills’ number as he continued to enter Lady Janes’ villa.

Thankfully, after hearing the explanation given by his boyfriend, William lightly teased Andy about being such a good boy, prior to Andy asking. “Aunt Jane wants to know if you need a lift?” After hearing Wills’ reply, Andy sat himself down onto one of the chairs that were scattered around the hallway and yelled. “Auntie, Will asks if eleven thirty will be okay? It’s so you won’t have to rush to the ground.”

When William began to complain about Andy shouting into the phones’ mouthpiece, Jane joyfully replied. “That’s fine darling.”

Andy started to inform Will of what Jane had said, yet William told Andy that he had heard her and would be on time. 

Once the two boys had finished talking, there was a moment or two of silence, then Andy woefully said, “Gosh! I’m so sorry Will, I would much rather be here with you and Aunt Jane.” Jane was about to enter the kitchen, albeit she could only hear half of the conversation nonetheless she paused to listen as Andy continued. “I really would love to spend all weekend in your arms Will. You and Auntie Jane are the most important people to me.” The boys then proceeded to tell each other how they would have fun when Andy returned.

It wasn’t until Andy disconnected the call that Jane finally approached him, with his chin slumped against his chest she wrapped an arm around his shoulders and purred. “Darling, I’m so sorry about all this.” Lady Jane felt disgusted with herself for having to cringe like this, but she was willing to sacrifice her dignity for several minutes if it meant her beloved nephew felt better. “When all this is over, I’ll do something extra nice for you and Will, but please trust me Andy.” She eased him towards her chest, and softly whispered. “I’m sure it won’t be as bad as you think Andy, and it’s just for this weekend.” She paused for a moment prior to adding. “Unfortunately, you have to be ready by five tomorrow, so you best have an early night or you won’t look your best tomorrow.”

To be continued...........

After that, we take a trip to visit The Baroness in her shop in the wonderful (I will return one day)New York, as she explains why Latex is such a draw for her and what exactly is the power it still holds when we see someone slipped into that glossy material.

Now, here's a thing, the picture below was sent to me by our dear friend Lee and it is this image which inspired the last Lady Jane Adventure, It was something about the bindings and the black hair, but it was just this simple thing sent me off on that piece, so thank you Lee XX

  Lee also sent this, it did not inspire a piece of art, but made me miss my dear friend/Love Sheila back in Lyon, don't know why it did,but again a funny thing.

Our friend Amber reminded me the other day that Christina Aguilera deserves a place on our blog and she ain't wrong, I mean she still rocks Latex now,, but who can forget that moment in Candyman when the guys stepped aside and she stepped out in the tiny Latex uniform, plus she looks so beautiful in those classic glamour uniforms.

Thanks Kitty XX

 And where would we be if we did not have a glimpse of Andy in another iconic roll.