The Roaring Twenties

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' What's wrong, Jack? It's not safe for any of us. If you men would quit trying to be secret spy and just have us all go to the authorities and give them everything! Everything! Dammit, Jack. We're not used to this kind if espionage! We are out of our league. Let the professionals handle it. If we've turned it over to the government, then the bad guys will have to cut their losses. And if they can find me here, then they can find me if I leave London. '

Typical of a woman, thought Jack at Clare's response to his perfectly reasonable demand that she take herself out of harm's way. Couldn't she see that she was the one weakness in their battle with Lord and Lady Clarkson? If they got hold of her again they would have to give up the microfilm in order to get her back safe and sound, even that couldn't be guaranteed. She was right though, they were novices at this espionage game and they had no idea of the enemy's strength or even who exactly was the enemy.
All Jack knew for certain was two names and that Cora had somehow been involved, strange how her name kept cropping up at every turn. He was certain of one thing, he had been Cora's first but she had cheated on him with George and now it seemed she had been involved with this Lord Clarkson which also put him in the frame as the possible cause of her pregnancy along with George and himself.

"Right Clare let's put your leaving London on the back burner for now. We'll sit down and talk through what we know and what we don't know and see if any pieces fit "

He suddenly realised that he was stark naked with a raging hard on and he grinned,
"That can wait until I've finished with you though"

He stepped back into the bath and sat down with Clare facing him and his legs under her and his bent knees providing a back rest for her. He placed her long shapely legs either side of him and pushed his hips up so his cock head and her bushy mound appeared above the surface. The heel of his hand pressed on the hood of her clit and he moved in firm tiny circles feeling it grow into a hard swollen button. Putting his other hand behind her head he pulled her head towards him until their lips were almost touching and snaked his tongue out to lick her lips.

"Do you have any more surprises for me or do you want to finger my arse again?"

The hand on her mound slid beneath the surface of the water and followed her slit to the crack between her cheeks and massaged her puckered brown hole,

"Perhaps you understand how I enjoy it so much sweetheart? There is no harm in taking pleasure together is there?"

His free hand slid along her neck and and upper chest before he cupped one heavy breast and brushed the pad of his thumb over her swollen nipple leaving it quivering.

"WELL? MY DIRTY LITTLE GIRL."

He asked seductively.

 

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He stood there, his cock waving back and forth as he paced while he spoke. Or perhaps rant. He could not see that he was wrong and she was right.

Right Clare let's put your leaving London on the back burner for now. We'll sit down and talk through what we know and what we don't know and see if any pieces fit. That can wait until I've finished with you though

Back into the bath he climbed, now facing her and pulling her to him so he could lick her lips while the heel of his hand massaged her sex.

Do you have any more surprises for me or do you want to finger my arse again?

She smiled, and when his hand disappeared under the water, there was suddenly a finger pressing against her asshole

Perhaps you understand how I enjoy it so much sweetheart? There is no harm in taking pleasure together is there?

He brushed against her breast and her stomach fluttered.

WELL? MY DIRTY LITTLE GIRL.

"I've done enough new stuff today. How about just plain sex. Or, is sex with you ever just plain?"

She grinned at him, reaching for the tip of his cock as it bobbed above the water.

"Besides, you know that I'm right."

 

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Clare's fingertips brushed over Jack's sensitive cock head as it bobbed to the surface and back came her impish smile again and he waited for the expected treat of her sliding her hand along the length of his pole that began twitching uncontrollably.

' Besides, you know that I'm right.'

He couldn't argue with her, where could he hide her and be certain she was safe? No it would be far better to keep her here where he and the others could keep an eye on her.

"You ARE right Clare, but then aren't you always?" He admitted grudgingly.

Clare's hand then gripped his shaft and quickly had him shooting fountains of creamy spunk in the air directing some onto her breasts and giggling as she tried to catch some in her mouth.

"You NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY GIRL, now I am going to have to wash you all over again."
He tried his best to sound stern but his smile belied his tone.

When he had subsided he used his bare hands to gather the creamy goo from her breasts and lips and shared it between them, feeding Clare first and then himself.

"BRRRR, the water is getting cold, I suppose we had better dress and see how George is getting on."

He watched as Clare stood up in the bath, gloriously naked and unconsciously seductive her flaming red bush drawing his eyes to her mons.

"Put some clothes on Love, else we'll be here all day."
He pleaded with her, hardly believing that he was asking her to put clothes on.

To give himself breathing space he began shaving his overnight stubble and concentrated on the razor instead of Clare. When he finished he turned to find Clare still only half dressed, having put on her bra and panties and fastened her stockings and was checking her make up in in a small hand mirror but she stood on one leg with the other on a small stool as though she was posing for him.

With a resigned sigh he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her, his lips kissing the side of her neck and one large hand cupping her left breast within the confines of her bra, the other slipping down the front of her panties and tangling in her bush.

"OH Clare, so, so beautiful,,,,,,, now for God's sake finish getting dressed before I lose all control."

He let her go and stalked out, refusing to look back.

 

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It surprised her that he came so easily - all it needed was her hand in his cock and he was shooting like some fountain in the park. Some of it landed on her tit, and after being scolded by him - playfully scolded, that is - they spent a bit more time cleaning her up before the cooling water forced them to quickly finish up and get out.

Put some clothes on Love, else we'll be here all day.

Clare climbed out of the tub and dried off while Jack began shaving. But she only got about halfway dressed before Jack suddenly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her with one hand fondling her breast and the other hand slipping down her panties. Jack laid a line of kisses down her neck before muttering, OH Clare, so, so beautiful,,,,,,, now for God's sake finish getting dressed before I lose all control.

And with that, he left.

'Well, what's wrong with him? Because I was right?' She shrugged and finished dressing before heading out to find the men. They were gathered around the kitchen table and looked up when she entered the room.

"Well, has Jack told everyone just what was in that last phone call, or am I the only one to be kept in the dark?" She looked around at the guilty looks and sheepish glances the 3 guys made.

"Well, speak up. I find it hard to believe that all three of you developed amnesia at the same time. Or that there is a sudden outbreak of laryngitis that affects only you three. So come on, tell mama all about it." She leaned back against the kitchen counter and crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow and waited to see which guy was going to speak.

 

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Jack busied himself in the dining room laying out the cutlery and plates etcetera. He was utterly hopeless in the kitchen and like most men he expected the woman of the house to provide a meal. George came in first from the depths of his lab come workshop in the cellars then just a couple of minutes later Charlie arrived.

"Now we're all here,,,,,,,,,," Jack began,

"Where's Clare?"

Charlie interrupted,

"Oh um, she's getting dressed and prettying herself up."

Quite aware that he had left Clare out deliberately.

"Don't you think we should wait for her?"

Asked Charlie looking at Jack curiously.

"Normally yes I would but I received a very disturbing phone call this afternoon regarding Clare and I don't want her to know the details , I have given her the gist of it but she is being her usual stubborn self."

Whether Clare had heard what he had just said he didn't know, but she stood in the doorway and spoke in a sarcastic cutting tone,

" Well, has Jack told everyone just what was in that last phone call, or am I the only one to be kept in the dark?""

She looked around at the guilty looks and sheepish glances the 3 guys made.

"Well, speak up. I find it hard to believe that all three of you developed amnesia at the same time. Or that there is a sudden outbreak of laryngitis that affects only you three. So come on, tell mama all about it."

She leaned back against the kitchen counter and crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow and waited to see which guy was going to speak.

Jack suddenly saw a side of Clare that he had never seen before, instead of the quiet, mousy almost shrinking violet she had been only a few days ago she was now articulate, voicing her opinions and clearly determined to have her say.

"It's my fault Clare, I was trying to protect you, shield you from the truth, that is why I was so insistent that you leave London but you are right if they want to find you or any of us for that matter they will do so, far better if we all stick together."

Following that up he repeated almost word for word what Lord Clarkson had said,

"So from now on we go out as a foursome, two together at all times, even answering the door two of us will go. We cannot do much about Tommy but he is a wily old bird and has been in many a tight spot, yet he's still around. Are we agreed? "

 

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It's my fault Clare, I was trying to protect you, shield you from the truth, that is why I was so insistent that you leave London but you are right if they want to find you or any of us for that matter they will do so, far better if we all stick together.

She listened to Jack's repeat of the phone conversation. It was sweet of him to want to protect her. But she was just as safe here as anywhere else. Perhaps safer here. At least here, there were people that cared about her.

"Lord and Lady Clarkson? You have got to be kidding! What kind of mother did those two have? I think that's part of their problem. So now what?"

So from now on we go out as a foursome, two together at all times, even answering the door two of us will go. We cannot do much about Tommy but he is a wily old bird and has been in many a tight spot, yet he's still around. Are we agreed?

"Yeah. Though that still doesn't help us with our problem. We need to get that back to the government. And how in hell did Cora realize what this was? And, I hate to ask, but is it somewhere safe?" She held up her hand before any of them could speak. "No! Don't tell me! If I don't know, then they can't torture it out of me."

It was quiet for a moment. "Well, don't everyone speak up at once. What now?" She was rather enjoying the chance to be more vocal about what was happening. Though none of them seemed to agree or realize just how right she was.

 

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Everyone started speaking at once, putting forward theories as to how Cora got involved to the safest place to keep the micro film. Then the doorbell rang,

"That'll be Tommy, I'll go and let him in," declared Charlie moving towards the door,

"WAIT, I'll come with you" snapped Jack, annoyed that his instructions were already being ignored.

"Whatever for? I'm only going to open the bloody door for Tommy."

"OH YEAH? How do you know it's Tommy?"

"Who else would it be? We haven't sent out any invitations have we?"

"Please yourself but on your head be it if it's not him"

Charlie huffed and went to open the door only to return two minutes later with his hands in the air followed by an odd looking man with a cane prodding him in the back.
The stranger's most remarkable features were the monocle and top hat he wore along with the immaculate cravat and waistcoat.

"Sorry everyone, I should have listened to you Jack."

The stranger spoke in a soft voice, soft, yet it carried throughout the dining room. Jack recognized it instantly from the telephone call earlier.

"Gentlemen, let me introduce myself, I am Lord Clarkson, not a real lord as I am sure you are aware but due to a whim of my mother who had delusions of grandeur for her children. However that is by the by. The purpose of my visit here today is to explain the futility of you trying to stop me from reclaiming my property. Before I go any further let me apologize for not including you in my introduction my dear, I was unsure whether to call you Clare or Cora, but now I have had the opportunity to scrutinize you it is plain you are the exact opposite of Cora, like chalk and cheese,"

Jack went to speak but Clarkson held his hand up.

"Please do not interrupt, I do not doubt for one moment that you could easily overpower me and take me prisoner but that would unfortunately only lead to the demise of your driver. You see if I do not return safely by nightfall your friend will come to a watery end. Let us sit down and discuss the situation like civilised people a glass of wine would be most welcome as I will be doing most of the talking. "

They sat down, not knowing what else to do and placing a bottle of wine on the table.

"Let's start at the beginning. In March two years ago Jack, you began pestering your sweet adorable Clare to go away with you for, for want of a better expression. a dirty weekend. Being pure and untouched she refused, but still you persisted. Little did you know that she was weakening towards the idea but unfortunately she discussed it with her twin sister, Cora, who was also a virgin but had designs on Jack for purely physical reasons, nothing to do with love. She wanted to lose her virginity to him for the simple reason that he belonged to Clare and once that was done she could pursue any man she chose without the complication of her virginity. I am certain you all know of the treachery she showed to her sister so I will skim over that. Shortly after that first weekend she went to work for George here who became infatuated with her. For reasons that we will probably never understand she took him to her bed. She became his mistress, confidante and assistant, knowing that he was doing sensitive work for the government. She had access to absolutely everything."

"Hey, just whaddya mean by that buddy?" George blustered no doubt upset by the insinuation.

" Please do not interrupt again George. Cora was greedy and unscrupulous and had no loyalty to anyone, the exact opposite of Clare, they were like chalk and cheese. One day quite by accident she came across a document that she thought would lead to her fortune if she could find the right buyer. Which is where I come into the picture, Cora was pointed out to me by an acquaintance as someone who had something to sell. Once again Cora's greed overrode her good sense and she became my mistress in the mistaken belief that she would get a better deal if she was fucking her buyer. This is the interesting part, neither of you Jack or George delved deeper into Cora, thinking only of your self gratification you gave her whatever she asked for, whereas I refused her demands and she caved in like a house of cards and went on her knees to beg me to forgive her.
AAH I see you know where I am going, YES, she didn't realise it herself but she was a closet submissive. The only problem was her greed and deviousness made it very difficult to prise what she was selling from her grasp. To cut a long story short Cora became pregnant, by whom I don't know and have no wish to know. She became more possessive of what she had for sale and hid it and without your knowledge she gave it to you for safe keeping. Unfortunately she met with a fatal accident. Before you accuse me of murder let me assure you it WAS an accident. YOU complicated matters Clare by reappearing as Cora we had heard it was Clare that had died so you as Cora seemed to fit which is why we came after you.
I must apologise for the heavy handed tactics my sister used in abducting you Clare and the terror you must have felt when Goliath was about to ravish you in the warehouse, by the way Jack, congratulations on rescuing Clare from her predicament although I doubt that Goliath would be so magnanimous. Again you thwarted our attempts to persuade you to reveal the whereabouts of the microfilm."

"All this is very interesting but why exactly are you here now, presumably trying to convince us you are a good guy but still threatening the life of our friend?"
Jack spoke out in exasperation. The whole time that Lord had been speaking Jack had taken hold of Clare's hand and squeezed it to reassure her.

OOC;-This post will be completed in stages as Sesame is taking a break but will hopefully return in the near future

 

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She knew it was a mistake. Even Jack knew it was a mistake. And probably Charlie knew it too, but refused to admit it. At least at first. When he came back in a minute or two with his hands in the air, the look on his face said it all. He was followed by some snooty man, apparently Lord Clarkson himself. He looked exactly like someone that Cora would have become enamored with. Cora was her sister, her twin, but she knew more that anyone else just what kind of person the woman was.

Even as a child, Cora was all for Cora, though she had a way of making you feel that she was on your side. Usually Clare just went along with it as it was less hassle than fighting. Cora was more adventurous. Cora was more stubborn. Cora was more imaginative. Cora was more intriguing. When Cora told her that she was pregnant, she knew that once again, her sister would get the man that Clare loved, even once he found out that he had been hoodwinked. Cora had a way of spinning the facts to her advantage.

Now, as this Lord guy talked, she realized that he actually knew more than either Jack or Charlie knew. As the man talked, he started giving away secrets that she had hoped would remain between just her and Jack. Or between just her and Cora. And it made her wonder just how many other guys besides these three that her sister was sleeping with. She suddenly went cold and if anyone of them had been looking at her, they would have seen her pale. But all of them seemed to be watching and listening to the monocled man, who seemed more interested in his own voice than anything else. She grew quiet as the man, in all his fake wisdom expounded as if wanting to impress those gathered before him of his supposed superior mind. For she had a thought. Perhaps something that Mr. Snooty Pants had not thought of. Or perhaps something that the man himself had even orchestrated. Though she doubted it.

They all assumed that the information came from paperwork that George had been accidentally given by the government. But what if that were not the case. What if sister dear was in bed with a fourth man. Which is where I come into the picture, Cora was pointed out to me by an acquaintance as someone who had something to sell.. Someone with access to this vital information. Someone who wanted the information to be passed on to the other side. Someone who was using Cora just as much as Cora was using George. What better way to get it out of the country than to use her stupid - yes, she thought, stupid - sister to get it copied, microfilmed, and slipped out. In all the papers that George had been working with, what was one more paper, one more document, one more folder.

But that would mean that they couldn't trust anyone, even a government official. Shit! This was becoming worse. Just who could they trust?

 

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Jack listened to Lord Clarkson explain the history of recent happenings but he had a feeling that there was something else in the air. What, he had no idea but he asked the question,
"Seeing as how you appear to hold the winning hand just what are you doing here?Why not threaten us with Tommy's life for the microfilm? You don't have him do you?You know we would demand proof of his well being before giving you anything. Be honest for once what do you want?"

The calm answer floored him, just the one word, "Justice."

"JUSTICE?" Jack scoffed, "Justice for who ? You? Me? My companions?. what sort of justice?"

Lord smiled and continued smoothly,
"I am not at all surprised by your scepticism, in your position I would probably feel the same. Perhaps for you 'JUSTICE'is the wrong term , shall we call it 'compensation'?"

"AHA, now we're getting to it, you want to buy us off, if you think that a few hundred measly pounds will do it you are sadly mistaken."

Lord chuckled, "I would not insult you in that way but perhaps the sum of Twenty thousand pounds,,,,, EACH, is worth consideration."

There was an audible gasp of astonishment from them all that reverberated round the room.

"Just supposing we accepted your offer what would happen to the microfilm? If there is the slightest chance that somebody will get hurt because it falls into the wrong hands, then no deal"

Jack was adamant in his reply and looked round at the others for confirmation especially to Clare who was trembling as he held her, whether from fear or rage he couldn't tell but she was clearly unhappy about something.

 

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This whole thing stunk. Stunk to high heaven. What worried her was just how to find out who had pointed her out.

She laughed at him. "You think that we believe that you are willing to part with £100,000 to buy us off? Then that means that it's worth a whole lot more than that. And what's to keep you from killing us as soon as you have it? I don't trust you any further than I could throw you!" She looked at Jack. "Use your brain, Jack. Of course people are gonna get hurt. That's the only reason that they want it."

She looked at Lord. "I can see why Cora was drawn to you. You're just the kind of guy she was always interested in. Full of himself." She didn't know why but this guy bugged her. "So, what did she do? Dump you for bigger fish? Perhaps flaunt it in your face? That would be just like her. She always enjoyed watching me squirm. She make you squirm too?"

Her eyes glinted hard, looking at him with disdain. "Oh, don't worry. I know how you felt. I got quite used to it. Cora was very good at benefiting Cora. So who did she dump you for?" She gave him a fake smile. "Oh, don't worry, she would have eventually dumped him for someone even more powerful. And he in turn would be dumped for yet more power. I'm sure that eventually she would work her way up the ladder. Power and money. Such a happy combination."

The men were staring at her, almost in surprise. She felt a bit dizzy, as if she were spitting bile and anger.

"You men disgust me! You, MISTER Clarkson, throwing money around and expecting us to fall for it. And you, Jack, I thought you had a level head on your shoulders. the slightest chance that somebody will get hurt?" She rolled her eyes. "Please."

 

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Jack was taken completely by surprise by Clare's outburst. It was so unlike her to be so vehemently outspoken especially considering the circumstances but he agreed with everything she had said especially with regard to Cora. He'd had enough dealings with Cora to know that she was a user, someone who would use anyone and anything to get what she wanted even if it meant hurting the people she supposedly cared about. Clarkson, she seemed to have the measure of, not trusting him an inch.
Lord also seemed taken aback by Clare's verbal attack and lost his composure,

"You Clare think you have all the answers but when Corabcame to me it was because she found me irresistible, she had been warned by Quentin, her lover at the time that if she left him he would use his power within the service to make her life untenable but still she came to me."

At this point Charlie broke in,
"Quentin? Are you talking about Quentin Townsend?
He's the chappie I went to see about the file, no wonder he wasn't interested in having it back he's the one trying to sell it. He set Cora up and introduced you to her so she could pass it on to you to sell for a fee."

Jack began to see the web of intrigue unfolding and interjected,

"But he didn't foresee Cora taking you to her bed and wanting more cash from you, when you refused she lost trust in you and dumped the file on me without my knowledge in case you tried to steal it, when she got killed you thought it was lost until Clare appeared as Cora and the hunt was on again. Tell me though just how much are you asking for it assuming you have a buyer?"

"Not that it's any of your business Jack but I have an offer of two million pounds on the table."

"PHEW!! No wonder you could afford to bribe us with a hundred grand, but I'm sorry it's no deal, we're going to get it back to its rightful owners."

Lord Clarkson spluttered and his face went red with anger,

"You'll regret this." He snarled, curling his lip and walked out.

 

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You'll regret this. You'll regret this. You'll regret this.

Clarkson's words seemed to echo throughout the room, and she heard the door slam as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Everyone was quiet for a moment, each of them looking at each other.

"So, just WHO is the rightful owner? Obviously not this Quentin guy. I had a feeling..." She trailed off, thinking. "Between this guy and his sister, we may be in big trouble. But I would rather destroy it before they get it." She stopped. "Shit! If we destroy it, old Quentin will just find some other way to get the info out." She thought for a moment before looking at Charlie. "No chance that you have access to King George? I'd trust him before I would a lot of the guys on his staff."

She sat down on the couch and rested her head in her hands. There was an urge to cry, but that wouldn't solve the problem.

"Somebody better come up with an idea quick, or we're screwed. We need to reveal the traitor and keep the information safe. So, how do we do that?"

 

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The slamming of the door as Clarkson left silenced them all and they looked at one another at a complete loss as to what to say or do. Jack looked at Clare and for a brief moment she reminded him of Cora. Clare had shown him a new side to her, gone was the meek, mild Clare replaced by an outspoken intelligent woman with an opinion that should be heard and heeded. As he looked at her the germ of an idea formed in his mind. It would need all of Clare's courage and willingness to do practically anything to expose this Quentin fellow. He couldn't ask her outright in front of the others so asked her to join him in the bedroom where he took her in his arms and began,
"Clare my love, you know how much I love you and would never do anything to harm you, but we are in trouble and I have an idea that needs you to put yourself in a dangerous situation, if you refuse I will understand and not mention it again."
He paused wondering how to ask her, he held her tighter and kissed her gently then proceeded,
"We know that Cora was Quentin's lover and he was immensely jealous when she left him for Clarkson, I wonder if he knows that Cora is dead, if he doesn't it's my guess he would take her back, by that I mean you pretending to be Cora. I know you can do it, you were her for two years. If you did this the chances are that you would have to sleep with him. This is not something I ask lightly, I shudder at the thought. Think about it please."
Again he squeezed her and in a desperate attempt to show his love he pushed her down on the bed and his hands fumbled beneath her skirt, seeking her sex to arouse her.

 

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She listened to Jack's idea. He wanted her to sleep with this Quentin fellow? She was shocked, though she could see his reasoning. Still, it pissed her that he would fob her off so easily.

Then, as if to rev her up, he quickly pushed her on the bed and began rubbing her sex. Just what did he think he was doing? She slapped at him but he was so intent on his actions that he seemed to not be aware of just how pissed she really was. She pushed on his chest and got no response so she punched his shoulder. That got his attention, and the look he gave her was one of surprise, stopping his pawing under her skirt.

"Are you kidding? Get out! Just get out and let me think!" She shoved him off of her and lay there, frowning at him as he left, closing the door behind him as he rubbed his shoulder.

She could admit that they were in a quandary. And if she were to once again become Cora, how would she know that oh Lord himself wouldn't give her away? But something had to be done.

She seemed destined to be sexually used by the men in her life. And doing this could very well mean the end of her and Jack.

She stood up and crossed to the mirror. Looking deep at herself's reflection, she wanted to smash what she saw. "Cora, you have always caused nothing but trouble!"

Pinching her cheeks to put some roses in them, she bit her lips, and they reddened. She rolled her hose down so that they peeked out from under her dress hem. Taking a deep breath, she opened the bedroom door and struck a pose against the door frame. Three pairs of eyes turned to look at her.

"Cora's back, fellas!"

 

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The door to the bedroom opened and Clare stood there striking a pose against the doorframe and she announced,
'Cora's back fellas."
Three pairs of eyes turned towards her and gaped at her in amazement. For Jack and George who knew Cora best it was typical of her. A seductive inviting pose, one hand by her head on the doorpost pushing her breasts into prominence, one shapely leg forward bent at the knee and lifting her skirt up to show an expanse of creamy white thigh above her stocking top and suspenders.
"What the hell?" Asked Jack, even though he knew the answer.
The others looked at him questioningly.
"What's going on Jack? What have you and Clare cooked up between you?" They asked more or less in unison.
Jack wished he had discussed his plan with them first before putting it to Clare.
"No Clare, no, I can't let you do it, it's far too dangerous, we know nothing about this Quentin fellow, especially what his relationship with Cora was like."
"Will someone please tell us what the fuck you're talking about asked George, Clare's pose already reminding him of Cora's teasing.
Jack had no option but to explain his plan and the other two looked at him with disgust.
"So you're prepared to send Clare in there totally unprepared and maybe having to go to bed with the guy?"
"And we don't know what he might ask or even demand of her, no Jack it's just not on."
The argument raged back and forth, none of them wanting to be the one to agree to it.
"We haven't asked the one who is going to put themselves in the firing line, it's up to you Clare, none of us will think badly of you if you back out."
Jack looked beseechingly at Clare praying that she would give up the idea.

 

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Clare was pissed at Jack. First he proposes the idea and when the guys tell him it's a bad idea, then he wants to back out of it? But when she tells him he's crazy, he tries to seduce her to do it? How two faced could he get? He was gonna rue the day that he thought so little of her.

She picked up Cora's walk like it was second nature to her, crossing over to Jack and bending over to kiss his lips. She knew that as she did that, she was giving Charlie and George a show, flashing the back of her thighs and a glimpse of her lace panties.

"What's the matter, Jack? Afraid that you've let the genie out of the bottle?" She saw his cheeks redden and she straightened up and turned to lock her eyes on George as he stared hard at her. As she crossed to him, she noted his hard swallow, probably a nervous habit. She stopped right in front of him, taking his hands and placing them on her ass so that his arms were wrapped around her. She placed her palms on either side of his face and kissed him, her tongue slipping into his mouth to tease his tongue before she broke off the kiss.

"So, Georgie. Did you miss your Cora?"

She slid out of his arms and locked her eyes onto Charlie, who stood there staring at her. All it took was a couple of steps out of George's arms to put her right in front of Jack's friend. With one finger beneath his chin, she rubbed her body up against his. Leaning in, her lips were mere inches from his.

"Charlie, I remember you from the club. You want me too, don't you?" She raised one eyebrow in question before she kissed him slowly.

Once she finally broke off the kiss, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, stopping at the doorway to turn and look at the three men. Not one of them had said a word since she had started the kiss with Jack. In fact, they all three seemed to be like statutes, just staring at her. She flashed them her best Cora smile before walking into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. Let them ponder on that!

 

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Jack was amazed , confused, angry and full of admiration all at the same time and then a thought struck him like a hammer blow. He followed Clare into the kitchen and spun her round to face him and put his arms around her and grasped her ass lifting her dress up to her waist and feeling her lace panties under his hands.
"Clare, Cora, whichever you are, I want you to know that I am as jealous as hell, I love you and I'm so proud of you, but there is somethingIf you are determined to go through with this you have to be prepared, so much as I hate the thought and you no doubt as well you have not thought of, neither did I until a few moments ago. You can behave like Cora with flaunting yourself and teasing just as she did but what you don't know is how she behaved in bed. If we were to go to bed right now I would know that you were Clare and not Cora, She had her own foibles, things she would do and say, little throaty laughs and giggles at certain moments. These are things that anyone who has slept with her could never forget so you would be uncovered as a fraud within five minutes of getting into bed with Quentin. If you are determined to go through with this you have to be prepared, so much as I hate the thought and you no doubt as well, I propose that we make love or fuck if you prefer and I will coach you in Cora's ways, basically have to learn to fuck like Cora. Is it a deal?"

He released her and held her at arm's length understanding the enormity of what he had just said.

 

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Clare, Cora, whichever you are, I want you to know that I am as jealous as hell, I love you and I'm so proud of you, but there is somethingIf you are determined to go through with this you have to be prepared, so much as I hate the thought and you no doubt as well you have not thought of, neither did I until a few moments ago. You can behave like Cora with flaunting yourself and teasing just as she did but what you don't know is how she behaved in bed. If we were to go to bed right now I would know that you were Clare and not Cora, She had her own foibles, things she would do and say, little throaty laughs and giggles at certain moments. These are things that anyone who has slept with her could never forget so you would be uncovered as a fraud within five minutes of getting into bed with Quentin. If you are determined to go through with this you have to be prepared, so much as I hate the thought and you no doubt as well, I propose that we make love or fuck if you prefer and I will coach you in Cora's ways. Is it a deal?

The more he talked, the madder she got. She had hoped that he would be so outraged at what she had done that he would grab her, lock her in a room, or clutch her tight in his arms and demand that she stop immediately, that she was his and his alone! That no other man would have her, no matter what, that he would rather die than share her with anyone. But here he was, instead, offering to teach her how to fuck like Cora, so she could fuck some other man and not get caught in the subterfuge.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she stared at him.

"Well, I guess that answers my question. Charlie and George think more of me than you do. Sure, Jack, why don't you show me how to fuck the entire Royal Navy like Cora!"

She peeled his fingers off her body, running into the bathroom and slammed the door, locking it. She turned on the taps and once there was plenty of sound, she sat on the floor and cried. Right now, she didn't want to see any of those guys on the other side of the door. The way she felt, she didn't care what happened to that microfilm.

 

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Jack was in a quandary and wished he had never suggested that Clare return to being Cora, God how he hated Cora, she had deceived him, took him from his one love, Clare, and he had been too blind to see it. He had been fortunate in that he had found Clare again and everything had been going along just fine and dandy until Cora reared her head again just like Medusa, you cut off one head and another takes its place, (not strictly accurate he knew but the principle was the same.).

Clare, it seemed was so pissed at him that no matter what he said she would go off in the opposite direction. Hadn't he made it clear that it was her choice whether or not she took up his suggestion? True, she had been dead against the idea at first, he should have left it at that but he had tried to hustle her into it by trying to fuck her. Then out of the blue she had appeared as Cora, showing them all that she could do it.
It had appeared to all of them that she wanted to do it and his suggestion to her that he teach her some of Cora's bedroom antics was meant to show that he supported her decision and help her but she had turned on him and practically accused him of whoring her out.
He stood outside the door clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Clare, listen to me, it was a bad idea from the start, there's absolutely no way I could allow you to sleep with that man or anyone else but me, I love you Clare, believe me I do, open the door and talk to me."

He banged furiously on the door as he received no answer.

"Open this fucking door Clare before I break it down and put you over my knee and knock some sense into you."

He was so angry and frustrated that he barely knew what he was saying, yet He did it, still receiving no answer, he put his shoulder to the door, feeling it quake but remaining firmly closed. He prepared himself for another charge.

 

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She was curled up on the floor, her heart broken. First Cora and now Jack. It was over. She should have seen that there was too much past for them to ever be together. The tile floor was cold against the bare skin on the back of her thighs, and the chill seemed to slowly creep through her body until she could swear that it reached her heart. She gave a shiver before standing, hearing Jack outside the door yelling. The door rattled as he banged on it. She dipped the hand towel in the cold water as it rushed full force through the open pipes. Patting the wet towel against her cheeks and red eyes, the face that looked back at her in the mirror wasn't hers. Right now, it was Cora's.

The door shook against Jack's attack. Taking a deep breath, she pushed all of her feelings for Jack out of her mind. It was over - time to move on. Once this whole business with the microfilm was over, she was getting out of here. Some place she had never been before. Maybe Australia. Or Ireland. Or South Ubangobango. Anywhere but here where she could run into someone she knew.

Another deep breath before she crossed to the door and unlocked it, throwing it open to find an angry Jack standing there, his face red and his eyes angry. She gave him her best Cora smile, reaching out to pat his cheek before grabbing his hand, pulling him towards the bedroom. As they passed through the living room, she said loud enough for all to hear, "Come on, Jack baby, you teach me how to fuck like Cora. And then I can fuck Georgie to see if we got it right."

She pulled him into the bedroom and closed the door, leaning against it as she watched expressions run across his face - anger, confusion, disgust. She laughed and began to undress slowly, provocatively.

"Schools in session, lover."

 

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Before Jack could begin another assault on the bathroom door he heard the lock click and the door opened and there stood what could have been Cora except for the red eyes that showed she had been crying , Cora NEVER cried, she was too hard bitten to for that. Jack was angry, very angry, with himself , it was all his fault this had happened. He shied away as the woman pretending to be Cora smiled lecherously and reached out to pat his cheek, the next thing he knew she had taken his hand and leading him to the bedroom going past the others she compounded his misery,

'Come on, Jack baby, you teach me how to fuck like Cora. And then I can fuck Georgie to see if we got it right."'

There was no mistaking her intention to make him look and feel as small as possible. In the bedroom things were even worse, She stood languidly against the door and laughed and began to undress, slowly and provocatively, Jack couldn't help his erection springing up and her voice drifted over to him. Bitingly sarcastic,

'Schools in session, lover.'

He watched spellbound as her dress dropped to the floor and her naked breasts jutted out proudly, she still wore her panties and stockings looking like the slut she was trying to emulate. He caught her looking at him as if questioning if she had it right.
His mouth was dry and even if he wanted to he couldn't tell her that she had it all wrong.
He remembered as if it was yesterday how Cora always turned her back letting her dress slip down inch by provocative inch revealing herself enticingly slowly. Then she would peek coyly over one alabaster shoulder flutter her eyelashes and crook her finger, beckoning him to take her. Always leaving him to remove her stockings.
Jack swallowed and licked his lips and finally found his voice,

"Stop it Clare, you can never actually be Cora, I won't let you be, I don't want you to be her, I want you to be Clare, my sweet darling Clare. Give up this ridiculous stupid idea, we'll find another way."

He moved closer to her to try and hold her thinking that she would do as he asked.

 

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Stop it Clare, you can never actually be Cora, I won't let you be, I don't want you to be her, I want you to be Clare, my sweet darling Clare. Give up this ridiculous stupid idea, we'll find another way.

She clenched her teeth, her eyes steely cold and unfeeling. The look she gave him had no love in it. He had killed it. His arms hesitated before stealing around her, but she refused to melt into them. She was cold and stiff, her body cold to his touch. Her gaze was Cora, a cold and angry Cora. Even her voice when she spoke was cold.

"Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me. Teach me the ways of Cora, God damn you. That ass Clare is dead!"

She removed his arms from around herself and stepped back over to where her dress lay on the floor. She picked it up and slipped it back on before turning back to Jack.

"Tell me what to do next."

 

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When Clare spoke he feared the worst, she was lost to him, her voice and tone was as cold as ice, as if she hated him,

' Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me. Teach me the ways of Cora, God damn you. That ass Clare is dead! "

His heart was thumping, what had he done? Destroyed the only real love he'd ever had, now he was nothing to her, to make matters worse she seemed dead set on becoming Cora and the lover of this Quentin fellow. She picked up her dress and slipped it back on. Just how far she was prepared to go he didn't know, her next words chilled him to the bone,

' Tell me what to do next.'

Hoarsely he replied, almost choking on the words,

"Very well Clare, ,,,,,,,,,,,,, I will continue to call you Clare like it or not. If you insist on this mad course of action I will tell you what I can on condition that you do not accuse me of only remembering because I loved her. Cora was Cora but remember I believed it was you, that is why I remember so clearly.
First you always turned your back so as to hide your body then inch your dress down, teasing, giving glimpses of yourself, your perfect flawless skin, oh yes you always wore stockings and a garter belt. when you had let the dress drop you were naked from the waist up and then you would look over your left shoulder and give a smouldering seductive smile that would set any man aflame, a bat of the eyelashes then a crooked finger under your left elbow, beckoning me closer to finish undressing you, always insisting that the last item to go was the stocking from the right leg. It never varied if I deviated from the routine we were finished for the night. I used the term you because to me it was you, unforgettably you. I am only telling you this to give you the best chance of success if you insist on going through with it"

He waited to see what Clare would do.

 

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The look on his face told her that he realized just how much he had screwed up. But she didn't care. She couldn't care. To care for him would lead to mistakes. Cora cared for Cora and she needed to be Cora.

As Jack talked, she committed to memory his words. How like her sister to go for theatrics. Did each guy have a different show? She would need to ask George, and hang Jack. If Cora did something different for each guy, then she was sunk.

As he stopped, she turned and, closing her eyes, took a deep breath and began. As as each inch of her body was revealed to Jack, it felt as if Cora was climbing into her skin. She could hear her throaty laugh as she whispered in her ear. 'I had to pretend to be you to get Jack. Now you have to pretend to be me to get my men.'

She followed his instructions to the letter, ending with the finger beckoning him to come finish what she had started. Waiting. Her jaw set, she turned to face him, totally ignoring her nudity.

"Tell me what I did wrong. Then we will do it again. But this next time, we will continue and you will tell me what is next." There was no emotion in her voice.

 

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At that very moment Jack knew it was all over with him and Clare, she was determined, a stubborn woman if ever he knew one. The only thing he could do to keep her safe was to teach her to be Cora the one woman in all the world he hated the most, the one whose lovemaking drove him wild, he had to teach her all of this and hope, there would always be hope.

'Tell me what I did wrong. Then we will do it again. But this next time, we will continue and you will tell me what is next.'

AGAIN? She wanted to go through the whole charade again? This time though she wanted him to make love to Cora, NO, he couldn't do it, he WOULDN'T do it.
Instead he heard himself say,

"You have the actions perfect but you don't have the look, if you don't have the look the rest is useless, by the look I mean it's something you have to actually feel, when you bat those eyelashes there has to be lust, longing, promise. Cora knew how to convey that even if if she felt nothing, you are wasting your time Clare stop it now and we'll talk about it."

Jack's heart sank as Clare picked up her clothes and slipped them back on and began again. Once more his cock stiffened.
Her dress fell to the floor and she looked over her shapely alabaster shoulder and her eyes were smouldering, deep pools of lust that would entrance any man. For a brief moment Jack wondered if that look of lust was for him. Was she imagining him making love to Clare or was it all an act that she had managed somehow to enact.

Now she was beckoning him to her her lips pouting just as Cora had, innumerable times. As if in a dream he walked over to her and put his hands on her slender waist,

"Tilt your head back and close your eyes with your tongue between your lips."

The memories were so vivid now. Jack eased the waistband of her panties over her hips and slid them slowly down her thighs and to her ankles, kneeling as he did, his face inches from Clare's sweet scented mound and the flame coloured bush that crowned her clit.

"That will have to go."

He said almost gleefully, pointing to her pubic hair.

"Not go altogether but trimmed, Cora always had it shaped into a letter 'C' whether it stood for Cora or 'Cunt' I don't know."

He stood up his face red and angry,

"No more, not today, I am angry and embarrassed, if you insist after having slept on it I might continue."