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[catlover]

Frank

I was pleased to join them all at dinner, and meet those whom I had not yet seen. Marina decided to leave, so on the last helo trip to the airport she left, and was now out of my life. Here in the room were people with whom I could relate and whom I would enjoy being with, so she was already forgotten.

Medusa assigned us seats, and I waas very pleased to be between lovely Tigre and our hostess, who I hoped would be my boss very soon, as I had made the positive decision that I wanted to stay for the entire season.

The other pretty young girl was starting to serve, when I arose and offerred a toast, wishing our hostess great success in this new venture, and expressing my happiness to be among this delightful group. When I was seated, a hand found its way onto my thigh, and I became even more delighted with the prospects!

 

[doctor_insanus]

Karl von Falken

Well, things were definitely becoming more interesting. It was as if electricity sizzled between Medusa and myself as I escorted her to her chair. The young woman, Shadow, seemed to be much more relaxed now that she had taken her seat. She smiled sweetly up at me, and I bowed slightly.

Frank had taken his place between Medusa and Tigre. His lovely companion was conspicuous in her absence. What could have become of her? There was no time for answers. To ignore the ladies we were so fortunate to be dining with would be unforgivable.

I took my seat as dinner was served. Claudette set my plate on the table, and we shared a friendly glance. So, all was right between us again.

Frank stood. Raising his glass, he proposed a toast to Medusa and her continued success. We all joined him, and Medusa's face displayed her pleasure. It had been a very successful first day.

We returned to our seats, and I noticed Frank flinch slightly. Curious, I thought. Perhaps an old injury?

Oblivious to what might be happening, I began to eat my dinner.

OOC: Post number 100! Whoo hoo!

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

Great, now I was late for supper, too! Just a light mist of perfume, swift glance in the mirror, and slip into my shoes, 4" heeled pumps. No time to brush out my hair, just leave it in a ponytail and go! I paused at the door to the dining hall to smooth out my short green dress, then walked into the room, scoping the guests as I did; a cute maid was serving, but she seemed somehow...vulnerable. A handome man had just offered a toast, so I checked the others out rather than interrupt. The maid uncomfortably took a place at the table, and the cook moved out to join us as well. Must remember that cook. There's an...edge to her. I felt my stomach do a little flop, agitating the butterflies that had taken a home there. My gaze finally fell on the hostess, my prospective employer.

Medusa.

The butterflies close to trebled their efforts to escape, and my heart was in my throat. She was, simply put, amazing. *Don't screw up, not in front of the guests,* a small corner of my ming gibbered.

"My apologies, I expected to be here hours ago." I nervously found an empty seat, and niticed the cook eyeing me strangely, as were the two men. what was wrong? I wondered? Was my discomfort that obvious? Oh, crap, this was going to be a long night.

"Bienvenieu La Maison Blanc," Medusa said. Even her voice was sexy. "Parlez-vous Francais?"

"Non, madame. Je ne comprends pas. And if we speak four more words of it I *really* won't understand it. Sorry, my talent for language only carries me so far, then I have to *work* at it." was my reply.

"Well, at least you don't speak it with an accent."

 

[catlover]

Frank

In a lull between the starter course and the lobster entre', I leaned over to Medusa and said quietly "I would like very much to speak with you privately after this very lovely dinner is over."

This assortment of people was most entertaining. Hearing the conversation wasn't much, but just looking at the variety of men, and the bevy of beautiful ladies astounded me. I'd have to remember all their names. That one over there - they called her Shadow - I wonder if that is really her name, but none was a brighter star than the little Tigre sitting next to me, except during her trips to the kitchen. I complimented her on the food and the presentation of it, and convinced myself that her presentation in the special room would be equally enticing.

I knew that she would be busy in there with other clients, but I wanted my special time too. Definitely I wanted to spend some time getting acquainted with that pretty Shadow. The whole picture was getting brighter every moment.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

I was sitting at the head of the table, my guests were slowly dripping in and the dinner had started. I responded to the toast on my behalf with a big smile and (some false) modesty.
The doctor had come in, I knew then I was to refer to her as a she. I sure needed to have a little talk with her later on, I was still a bit confused but I was sure happy that she had arrived. I really liked the idea of having a doctor on board. It gave me a secured feeling.

I welcomed her with a warm smile, asked her if she spoke French. “Oh, please, don’t worry if you don’t” I said after she told me she didn’t. I was afraid I had made her feel unwelcome now. “I speak five languages, so just pick the one you prefer” I said laughing, hoping it would make her feel better, but as I said it I figured it might even make her feel worse. I thought I’d better stop trying to make her feel more relaxed for now. It would work out fine later, once the evening would evolve.

Marina had left, so there was one open space. Somehow I knew the moment I had met her that she wouldn't stay around too long. She, in a way, did not fit in with the rest of my crew.

I was sipping my white wine and self-complacently looking around the table when Frank leaned over and told me he needed to talk to me in private. “What is it Frank, surely you could discuss it now?” I placed my hand on his thigh in order to tease him. I knew exactly what he was going to ask. He wanted to stay for good.


[Edited by Make_My_Day on 03-20-2001 at 02:52 PM]

 

[catlover]

Frank

"Well, Medusa, as long as you ask, and everyone will; know it anyway sooner or later- er- earlier in the Sun Lounge when were having our drinks together, you mentioned needing to hire a butler. Well - I'm your man. I've been around butlers all my life. I dont know everything there is to know, but I do know that I want to stay here all season. Marina couldn't handle the idea of me working, but how did she think I came up with all the money I have? Since most of us here at the table are staff, I like them all and want to be here with them and with you. Dont even talk about wages- I'll work here for nothing except the satisfaction of being with your group and with you, if you'll have me."

I was turned toward her, and made no effort to keep this private,. Her hand was still on my thigh, but under the tablecloth I had the impression it was farther from my knee than it had been a minute ago. I looked into her eyes with a pleading look, awaiting her response

[Edited by catlover on 03-20-2001 at 03:24 PM]

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I smiled and conversed with guests and staff, feeling right at home, I smiled at Claudette and managed to slide her a note stating I'd expect to see her in my quarters after dinner so I could work out the tension of the day. My tongue slide across my full lips as I listened to dinner conversation. Enjoying a glass of red wine as we dined on a sumptious meal.

 

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Claudette

Claudette politely ate, trying to avoid eye contact with most, she ate her food quickly. Finishing first she rose and began to clear plates that were finished so she could begin serving the next course.

 

[bigsteve]

Victor

This all felt very strange to me. I was sitting at a table with what appeared to be very refined and civilized people. People I thought I would never get a long with. I sat silent for most of the meal. Thinking back to Medusa's earlier kindness. It was the kind of kindness a child might expect from a mother, but that's something I've never known. She was a very beautiful woman, I began to think that I was very lucky to be given the opportunities she was presenting me.

I wasn't too sure of the other guests, but all the women in the house were very attractive. I briefly entertained fantasies of romantic liasons with them, but quickly wrote off anything. Afterall, I was a mere street beggar even if I was dressed up. Deep down I'm still a vagabound, I've learned that perspective is the best weapon in this world. Especially the perspective you have of yourself.

Finally my eyes waundered to the maid and I lingered there if just for a moment.

 

[papillon24]

Dinner turned out to be quite a nice one tonight.
I ahven't been able to cook for such a long time and was starting to miss the feeling of creating something so pleasureable, well, other than my profession as of now.

Dessert had just been served when I walked out of the kitchen to observed.

"Come on in and sit down to eat" I meard Medusa's sweet voice call to me

"Non, merci Madame. I already ate while dessert was being finished. I might just have a glass of that wonderful wine to yake with me back to the sun room to drink with my cigcarette."

I looked across the room and wondered who the attractive young man was at the table. Had the Madame hires a new person or was he just a guest? I so want to get to know him better later on though. I know that for sure.

I turned around and looked back to announce

"Oh and for anyone who would be interested in their first lesson come and fine me on the terrasse."

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

Dinner was divine, I felt as if I gained five pounds, I'd find a way to work them off. Gazing at the young man at end of table I considered several ideas. I walked back to my room my body already warm from thinking about sweet Claudette all night, I began to draw a warm bubble bath and changed into a loose nearly shear nightgown, it was gathered under my breasts my nipples pressing against the fabric as I gathered a few select oils and considered the task ahead.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

*That went well,* I thought, at least her smile stayed put.

"Apologies, again. We haven't been introduced. My name is Kerry Collins." It took a little work, but I kept my voice in the husky contralto range instead of the frightened squeak that threatened at any moment. "I also hope to join the staff here, as resident physician." I paused as what the chef had said filtered in. "Lesson?" I very nearly had calmed back to my normal, rational self. *I wonder what she teaches.. and why are there butterflies every time she looks at me?* The supper was superb, and I took the opportunity to compliment her skill, only lightly poking at the dessert, I'd quite gorged myself at the main course.

 

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Claudette

Claudette knocked timidly on Mickie's door. She said softly, "Madamouselle Mickie... it is Claudette." She waited paitently for a response. She had to admit that a massage sounded very nice after a long day. Rolling her shoulders she smiled, it would be very nice.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I open the door smiling and ushering her in, "I drew you a bath, so you can relax and get all nice and clean while I do some last minute preparation." I deliberately let her bathe herself a warmth building in my pussy that I couldn't ignore. About 20 minutes later I had everything ready and beckoned her from tub. She rose from the water shyly her hands covering her perfect breasts, my eyes skimming between her legs licking my lips.

I snagged a fluffly towel and began drying her making sure to get every inch toweled off, getting a feel for what she liked. I got her something to hold her hair out of the way and asked her to lie face down on the soft velvety pad I'd laid out.

I poured a little lotion in my palm and rubbing it between hands to warm it I started at her feet savouring her soft sounds of relaxation as I slowly worked up first one leg then the next.

I got more lotion before massaging her behind thumbs digging into the firm flesh hearing her soft protest as she sank into delight. my fingers take their time working her back occasionally sliding up her sides caressing her breasts. After 20 minutes of working on her backside I lean over her and whisper gently in her ear

"May I do your front as well?" my lips brushing her earlobe

 

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Claudette

The bath was relaxing. I t was embaressing to think of bathing infront of someone else, but Claudette could not turn down such a kind act from Mickie. Truly she was a iving person, preparing abath, giving her a massage. Besides, they were both women, so Claudette reasoned it was ok.

As she recieved the massage, Claudette tried to ignore a growing warmth inbetween her legs. She could npt believe this could be happening. She felt ashamed that she was being turned on by this when Mickie was just acting out of friendship. But no matter how wrong she told herself it was, she could not fight the arousal growing in her.

When Mickie asked her question, Claudette turned to look at her and said, "If that is how it is done..." She tried to fight the crimson she felt creeping to her face at the thought of laying exposed on her back.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

My body thrilled when she said yes and I nod and my hand on her hip I help her roll over, I let off soft breath and murmur, "You are so beautiful mon chere," I move to her feet her legs tightly together, "Relax," I softly say parting her knees gently massaging her knee caps, inhaling the sexy smell of her body, glad she was turned on. I move to her side and begin running my fingers lightly over her tummy feeling the muscles relaxing. "it is a pleasure to relax you," i softly say admiring her breasts but moving past them for moment fingers caressing her collar bone and neck gently holding her neck staring into her soft eyes, "I can do more if you'd like?" I saw her nod barely and I smiled.

I move and wipe my hands off then come back and slowly lower the table until it's about chair height. Then I caress her face and her eyes slowly close. I pull up my gauzy nightgown and shift one leg over the table. her eyes open as the soft fabric brushes her tummy, my bare ass gently resting on her body as my hands slide up to cup her perfect breasts massaging the outer edges kneading the soft flesh working my way to the now hard nipples.

I let my thumbs brush across them and I hear her little gasp her face reddening, "Relax mon chere it is natural, it feels good n'est pas?" I see her nod her tongue darting over her lips her eyes fluttering open and close as I take a bottle of oil and let one drop fall on each hard nipple. my thumbs rubbing the oil in her chest rising and falling, "tell me how you feel mon chere," I softly purr fingers rolling twisting and gently tugging the hard nipples my own rosey nipples achingly hard pressing against the filmy materail of my night gown feeling my wet pussy hoping it doesn't drip onto Claudette's tummy before she's completely relaxed.

I listen to her as I pleasure her nipples, I slowly lean over her and lightly lick one, feeling her quiver under me,
"May I treasure you? mon chere?" I whispered my voice low and filled with longing as i slowly lapped the ripe nipple, moving to the other as I anticipate her answer

(ooc, i'm so incredible wet now, but I have to get some sleep so expect my next post tomorrow)

 

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Claudette

Claudette loved the sensation of the soft massage on her body, so of course she had agreed when Mickie offered more. Yet when she opened her eyes to see the woman above her, she was shocked.

Too shocked to do anything. She was frozen with surprise, and the hands that moved expertly over her felt so good. The soft caresses felt amazing, awakening feelings she had never experienced before. She shivered as lust filled her.

When Mickie asked her permission to do more she could hardly think at all. All she could do was manage to nod slightly. It felt so good, she was afraid, but she couldn't manage to think of a reason to stop.

ooc: mmm... me too, I can't wait for tommorow... see you then.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
Dinner was perfection, but I ate light. My tummy still filled with butterflies. I knew that in a few weeks, days even, these people and I would be sitting here joking, laughing, making love even. But tonight it felt odd and strange. I only sipped lightly from the wine, though it too was perfection.
When the cook stepped out and offered lessons, I wondered what it meant. Everyone drifted away after dinner so I wandered back into the library and sighed again at the sight of my shoes. I had almost given myself away. I wondered how long before they realized I wasn't who they thought I was. My older sister had accepted this job with eagerness. Then, out of the blue, an old client of hers, a very wealthy one, had proposed marriage. Before she could mail her letter of explanation, I stole it and tore it up. Now here I was, posing as a mature, well experienced "escort". In reality, I was a nervous, shy college drop out. But it was the only way I could see of raising the money I needed to finish school and start my dream of revampng the education system on the reservation.
It had been so easy to switch identities. We looked alike, unless you really knew us. The biggest difference between us was I had only slapt with one man, and she, well, had turned her talents into a well paid career. I curled up.
Yes, I know, she would have gladly given me the money, especially now that she was married to a rich man. But I wanted this to be my dream, my life. For once I wanted people to see me. Then I snorted. Sure, that's why I was here, pretending to be her. What happened when I had to sleep with someone? They would expect skill and talent.
Suddenly I sat up straight. Shit. Birth control. I hadn't even thought about that. The docter. I would go to him and tell him I had lost mine.
I slipped my shoes on and went to find him, hoping it wasn't too late.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

When she said yes I let out soft putrr of relaxation, taking one nipple into my mouth suckling the bud ever so gently tugging slightly letting it fall away before moving to the other, her soft skin nearly glowed with desire and I whispered that I wished to touch her in her most intimate parts. She nodded and I moved off her eying the pool of wetness I had left behind as I gslowly raised the table I leaned over to lick the my own juice. I folded down the table so her knees bent and her pussy lay just at the edge, I pulled up a chair and slowly seperated her knees, I massaged her inner thighs for a while until her legs went limp no longer resisting my parting of them. My fingers slide over her mound, feeling the warmth of her. I leaned over and slowly used tip of tongue to trace the line between her thigh and pussy, feeling her shiver. I continued with the slow tease awakening her to the sensual pleasure of touch, My finger sliding between the lips feeling how wet she was parting those lips gazing at the luscious flower hidden underneath. I began with long slow licks from her tight puckered anus up to barely brush her clit. Feeling her body shiver and her soft stifled moans whispering into the warm night air. I continued just licking and kissing the engorged lips, my tongue slowly pressing into her wet warmth. Her unbidden cry of "YES," urging me on.

I smiled as one hand caressed her tummy the other inserting into her wetness then slowly twisting and withdrawing the wet finger glistening with scentual juices. I use my wet finger to massage her clit hearing her gasp as my lips are pressed to her pussy tongue slowly frenching her cunt.

I wait until her body comes down from the cloud and looking up into her eyes my lips wet with her sweetness, I whisper, "May I massage your insides?"

(stopping here, I need to go to the restroom and relieve my pussy)

 

[Merelan]

OOC: I wish I was in there for you. Whew....

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

OOC: Ah, Confusion! For any who felt I was obtuse with my posts, allow me to explain. Shadow and Medusa have both expressed confusion. Kerry is a pre-operative male to female transexual, meaning she lives her life as a woman, but still has the penis she was born with. Her back story is that the change in her lifestyle from male to female got her fired from the hospital she'd worked at as a man, and when she heard about LMB, she jumped at the chance to continue her medical career, and is considering joining the staff as an "escort" or "entertainer", feeling her "unique asset" may help her in *that* career path as well. Medusa, If you ask her, Kerry will set you erm, straight on this.

IC: I was intrigued by this "lesson" the cook was offering, so I simply came out and asked the question.

"What kind of lesson? I arrived late, so no-one's told me exactly what you teach." I thought about it for a moment, then added, "Medusa may wish to interview me, so I might not be available for the lesson. But I *am* interested."

 

[Merelan]

OOC: Oops.... had it the other way round, not your fault, mine. Well... as you are coming on staff as the Dr. Can I still come to you for help? But shall wait till morning

Shadow:
Suddenly I was lost in the maze of hallways and rooms. Not even sure how to get back to mine. I wandered a bit more, finally finding the staircase and going down. There. The library again. Okay, try this. My sense of direction stank. I could find my room now. I grabbed the book and went off, hoping to find the Doctor early for help.

 

[doctor_insanus]

Karl von Falken

I watched as the small group began to break up. Frank rose and left with Medusa; no doubt to talk of his new position... and perhaps other things. I had not had the opportunity to speak with many of the newcomers. They went their various ways, leaving me alone at the table.

I watched as the Doctor spoke with Tigre, obviously intrigued by the offer she had made. No doubt; I was extremely interested in it myself.

For now, I would bide my time. Refilling my glass, I rose and walked to the lounge. Things were beginning to move quickly. It seemed the first day at La Maison Blanche, while quite successful, would not compare to the first night.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I looked around for the staff and guests, and noticed the party had broken up; Claudette, Mickie, and Shadow were nowhere to be seen, Frank seems to have captured the attention of Medusa, and the fellow with the rich, pleasant Bavarian accent to his english watched me asking The chef, Tigre, just what she taught. He seemed quite interrested in her, not that I could blame him for that. He added a little brandy to his snifter, and left, as well. When I returned my glance to Tigre, she was gone. Hrm. Terrace, she said. Curiosity was my single greates weakness, and I went to the terrace......

 

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Re: Mickie

Claudette

The rush of new feelings was amazing. Claudette simply lay there as she felt Mickie move between her legs. She could focus on little in her mind except how amazing the entire experience felt. Soft moans escaped her lips often and she could not stop herself from cying out when Mickie's tongue first touched her pussy

As she lay there enjoying the feeling she heard Mickie ask her for more she opened her mouth to respond but instead a loud moan escaped her lips. Finding her voice she whisper out,"Oh oui, il... qu'il se sent si bon..." She moaned again loudly before forcing out, "I mean... please... yes, it feels so good." She lifted her hips a little to try and gain more sensation, her hands finally gaining some movement and begining to move over her own breasts.