Thursday, 12 August 2021

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (49) The Mystery Weekend

 

Sarah Roddy was what would once have been called a bottle blonde, she was also a three time divorcee and one time widow, which was no mean feat as she was only just the wrong side of fifty, but despite her age she had maintained her figure and she filled a sweater very well indeed and her well-shaped buttocks were tailor made for the tight jeans which she regularly occupied to maximum effect and managed to please any man with a connoisseur’s eye, except it appeared the very man she was trying to attract.

 

That particular man was Daniel Richardson who, although she didn’t know it, found her form very pleasing to his middle aged eye and in addition to her obvious assets she also had the added attraction of an all pervading sensuously musky perfume, which when he got in close proximity to her he also found extremely affecting.

So he was attracted to her very much but he wasn’t able to do anything about it because of his shyness and lack of self-confidence.

 

Sarah’s attraction to Daniel wasn’t because she was just looking for the next ex-husband, she was drawn to him because at long last she thought she had found a real keeper.

Providing of course that she could catch him first.

 

Sarah was a close friend of Daniel’s sister Doris, and it was because of Sarah that the Richardson’s and she were at Claremont Hotel for a Murder Mystery weekend in the first place, the occasion being Doris’s 50th birthday treat.

The Claremont Hotel was situated in the village of Shallowfield, on the southern edge of the Finchbottom Vale, and separated the Vale from the Dancingdean Forest.

It was once the home of a wealthy Downshire family but like so many similar great houses in the county it fell into disuse as the fortunes of the owners suffered after the Great War.

It had had many reincarnations since then, particularly in the years between the wars and had been used for many things over the post war years but it wasn’t until the 60s that it became The Claremont Hotel.

However things had got tough in the Hotel trade with the success of Travelodge, Premier Inn and Holiday Inn Express and so places like the Claremont needed to offer something extra to attract the guests. 

So they put on novelty weekends, one of which was the Murder Mystery weekend.

 

It was something that appealed very much to Doris and she was really looking forward to it, she loved mysteries of all kinds, so it was manna from heaven.

She was an avid reader of Agatha Christie and Ngaio Marsh so a murder weekend at a country House Hotel was perfection as far as she was concerned.

Sarah was also looking forward to the weekend away, though for very different reasons in her case.

 

But it wasn’t really Daniel’s cup of tea at all and even if it was up his street it was far too rich for his blood which was why he was pleased that the merry widow had stumped up the cash for the whole weekend.

 

A Murder Mystery weekend wasn’t really Daniel Richardson’s cup of tea at all and even if it was up his street it was far too rich for his blood, which was why he was pleased that the merry widow, Sarah Roddy, had stumped up the cash for the whole weekend.

 

Lifelong bachelor Daniel and his spinster sister Doris had known Sarah for some time and they often went on trips and outings together.

It suited him very well as the women entertained each other while leaving him free to entertain himself, usually on the Golf course and of course he got to enjoy the spectacular view of Sarah’s rolling hills into the bargain.

On these many and varied outings he was often preoccupied with his ponderings over whether he would ever become more acquainted with the contents of Sarah’s sweater, but always reached the conclusion that it was highly unlikely.

 

They arrived at the Hotel on Friday Evening and had a quiet meal in the restaurant and retired early in preparation for a busy couple of days.

On Saturday morning they all rose early and as all three of them had rooms on the same floor they went down to breakfast in convoy, and Daniel’s lascivious gaze was rewarded as he followed on behind the two women and he rather unashamedly ogled Sarah’s rear aspect, exquisitely housed in tailored trousers, all the way from their rooms to the dining room and then he took the opportunity of having a long lingering gaze down her low cut top at her spectacular frontage.

 

Sarah and Doris then went off to avail themselves of the Hotel’s facilities while Daniel went to play a round at the Forest Ridge Golf Club which was at Forestdean, situated on the road between Shallowfield and Childean.

It was a decent course, very scenic, and quite challenging, and he manage to join up with another three singletons and made up a pleasant four ball but in the quieter moments his mind kept wandering to thought of Sarah, and not just her obvious assets.

 

At the same time Daniel was teeing off, Sarah and Doris were enjoying a sauna which they followed with a massage and all the while Sarah was wishing it was Daniels strong hand that were massaging her naked flesh.

 

Daniel returned to the Claremont just after two o’clock and after he had tracked the two women down the three of them then spent the rest of the afternoon together as the Murder Mystery had begun, the only thing that made the whole thing bearable was that he had many more opportunities to ogle his sister’s friend.

As they wiled away the afternoon Daniel became aware that he was not the only man, or indeed person, who was enjoying the views of Sarah, and he didn’t like it one bit.

If he wasn’t careful one of them might snap her up and then he wouldn’t even have the chance to admire her from a distance.

The problem was however, that in order to prevent that from happening he would have to declare his feelings to Sarah and if not reciprocated that might lead to the same result as doing nothing. 

 

On the Saturday night the three of them dined at the Hotel and then Daniel had to endure the conclusion of the Murder Mystery and was rather bored, well exceeding bored to be truthful, fortunately he was eventually rescued from that boredom by Sarah whom he assumed must have shared his boredom as she had far too much to drink and as a result she was forced to retire from the entertainment early.

However Doris was enjoying the entertainment immensely, in fact far too much to be distracted and she certainly didn’t want to miss the conclusion to the mystery for anything short of imminent death, so it was left to Daniel to help the drunken Sarah up to her room.

 

All weekend Daniel had taken every opportunity to enjoy the view of her abundant goodies as she wore a selection of figure hugging outfits as well as her customary jeans and sweaters, but as he guided her along the corridor to her room on Saturday night she was wearing a low cut dress and as he struggled with her through the fire doors he thought there was every chance she might fall out of it.

“Here’s hoping” he thought to himself

 

When they reached Sarah’s room he had to prop her up against the wall.

“Just stand there” he said and then used her key card to open the door.

Once he got her through the door into the room however she suddenly regained her senses and pounced on him, taking him completely by surprise and knocked him backwards onto the bed.

 

As he lay on the bed like an upturned turtle desperately trying to get back to his feet he looked up at her and she gave him a leery smile which was when he realised that she had actually drunk far less than he had imagined and her drunkenness had been greatly exaggerated.

The truth of the matter was that Sarah had come to the conclusion that Daniel was never going to have the courage to make an approach to her so she felt her only option was to take drastic action and take matters into her own hands, so she pretended to be drunk and set a trap for him, and as he lay on his back on the bed she smiled because she had sprung the trap to perfection.

“What’s going on?” Daniel asked “I thought you were drunk”

“I was faking”

“Faking? Why?” he asked

“So we could be alone obviously” she replied as she joined him on the bed “I thought you might like that, I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think nobody is looking”

And she planted a kiss on his mouth which silenced any possible protests.

 

As he redressed, he looked down at a smiling Sarah beneath the duvet’s where she let out a satisfied sigh.

As Daniel reached the door he turned to look back at her and said

“I will be back shortly”

“You better had” she responded lustily

 

When Daniel got back to the drawing room he found Doris sitting and talking to one of the actors and when they had finished Doris asked.

“Did you see to her?”

“Yes” He replied, though he did not elaborate on how he had seen to her.

“Thank you Daniel” she said and kissed his cheek. “You’re such a good brother”

“Well I know she’s a good friend Doris” he said “but I wasn’t going to let her spoil your evening”

“I love you Daniel” she said and kissed his cheek again

 

After Daniel escorted Doris to her room at the end of the evening he left her at the door and feigned to open his own door but instead went next door and re-joined Sarah. 

ASYMMETRICAL LOVE

 

Why do you hold back?

Why can’t you go all the way?

“I love you” those are the words

That I want to hear you say

 

Don’t be half hearted

I need you one hundred percent

I don’t want you to be unsure

I want you to be content

 

You have to be sure and,

Content as I am in my choice

But you are, not are you?

I can hear it in your voice

 

You don’t feel the same as I

I don’t make your pulse race

Or your heart skip a beat

I’m right; I see it on your face

 

Love isn’t a one-way street

It has to flow both ways

But it isn’t flowing to me

Not even on the best of days

 

Then it’s over and done

I won’t have half measures

It has to be all or nothing

Not just the pleasures

 

I need to be “the one”

I won’t be your second best

I won’t invest my love

With no prospect of interest

 

It’s sad when love ends

And a couple have to part

But I only feel regret that

I never reached your heart

I CAN SEE YOU ARE BLESSED

I can see you are blessed

With love in your heart

I see it in your face

Radiant like a sunburst

The glow on your cheek

When he’s near you

And the clarity in your eyes

When you look at him

And that self satisfied smile

Of utter contentment

You are in love

Without a doubt

I can read you like a book

And I can see a love story

MONOCHROME WORLD

 

Without you today

Everything is grey, your love

Coloured all my world

Wednesday, 11 August 2021

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (48) Kissing Cousins

The Summers and the Overend’s lived in Northchapel and every year they had a family holiday together in the Dancingdean Forest.

Peter and Kate Summers and their sons Mark and Brian, Kate’s sister Christine Overend and husband David and their daughters Julia and Karen, all travelled to the lakeside home of the Davies family, Matthew and Lindsey who were Kate and Christine’s parents and Shelley who was their maiden Aunt.

The Davies family home was East Side House and was situated on the eastern shore of Teardrop Lake.

Teardrop Lake and the surrounding woodland was privately owned and divided into twelve parcels of land, each with one significant dwelling on it and there were also a number of cottages dotted around the woods as well, quite a few of the properties were vacant and an equal number were derelict. 

It was both idyllic and peaceful, there was little or no noise pollution and the lake was little used and the kids always loved going there even more so in the summer when they could get out on the lake.

But in the summer of 1969 childhood pursuits started to take a back seat.

 

Access to Teardrop Lake was via Shallowfield which was a sprawling sparsely populated village and its fortunes had always relied largely upon forestry and agriculture for its survival.

In the post war years with rationing and a shortage of work a lot of people moved away, to Abbottsford, Abbeyvale and beyond and it only barely survived and the community around Teardrop Lake fared even worse.

Only a few of the houses around the Lake were thriving, a lot of the houses had been rented out and those that hadn’t, were in a poor state of repair, some too such an extent they were little more than ruins the Davies family were one of the lucky ones.

 

Mark Summers was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday, tall and athletic with flowing blond locks and his cousin Julia was a curvy brunette and was just sixteen.

Julia had followed him around with puppy dog eyes for as long as he could remember but he always gave her the brush off, but since the previous Christmas he had suddenly become aware of her sexuality when instead of just following him around Julia started flirting with him outrageously and quite expertly so.


From the moment they met up the morning of day one she was flaunting herself and flirting with him, but he wasn't really interested, he already had a steady girlfriend plus a spare or two in the wings so he tried his best to ignore her, she was just a kid as far as he was concerned, beautiful with a great figure, but a kid nonetheless.

So for the first three days of the holiday he gave her a wide birth as he always had and tried to brush aside her flirtations.

But that proved to be easier said than done when she spent most of the fourth day in a figure hugging swimsuit and although she was still only sixteen she flaunted what she had very well indeed and even though she was completely inexperienced she knew by the expression on his face that she had got his full attention.

 

After years of him brushing her attentions aside she could tell his resolve had weakened so while he was still only eighteen she took her chance one hot afternoon.
The grandparents, the maiden great aunt, both sets of parents and the younger siblings had all gone off on a visit to Pepperstock Castle, somewhere boring as far as she was concerned, so she made an excuse and stayed by the Lake as she had lust on her mind.
And Julia knew she had Mark exactly where she wanted him when he did the same, but then she was almost certain he would.

 

Once the family were well on their way to Pepperstock Mark thought Christmas had come early so he walked into her bedroom wearing only a towel, which he thought would have the desired effect on her.

However Julia thought his action somewhat juvenile and not very subtle.

She was stood with her back to him as he entered but she could see his reflection in the mirror but he could not see her smile.

It would not be that easy, she would not make it that easy, he would have to work so much harder on his technique to claim the conquest.

She knew he had a steady girlfriend back in Northchapel, but she also knew he had been unfaithful to her on more than one occasion and she had no intention, no matter how gorgeous he was, or how much she may have lusted after him, that she was going be added to that list.

Julia was not going to surrender her virginity to him cheaply, or give all of herself to him just to be another notch on his headboard.

Watching him in the mirror Julia could see him watching her and she knew that she had him hook line and sinker so she decided to have him dance to her tune for the rest of the holiday.

“I hope you’ve got trunks on under that towel” she said as she turned around to look at him

“I’m going for a swim in the Lake, I’ll see you out there” she added as she walked casually out of the room.

“Erm, oh, um” he stammered “Ok”

Five minutes later when Julia was already in the water, Mark arrived on the jetty wearing his swimming trunks

“I like you in those” she thought “so much hotter than the towel”

Almost immediately he dived off the jetty and they spent the next hour swimming and messing around in the Lake before he tried to kiss her but she was too quick for him and gave him the slip and swam to the shore laughing.

 

Over the following weeks they were virtually inseparable, and after all those years of her following him around with puppy dog eyes and being continually brushed off, it was now Marks turn to follow in her wake like a love sick hound while Julia wore an expression somewhere between smug and coy.

At least once a day during those weeks Mark tried to kiss her but Julie always resisted him, despite the fact she was desperate to taste his lips.

But on the last day of the holiday when she was convinced she had him body and soul she kissed him to reward him for his patience and herself for her cleverness.

That day may have marked the end of the holiday but the long awaited kiss by Teardrop Lake was the beginning of a love that lasted thirty-eight years.   

 

UNDERMINED

 

Our love, once sturdy

Strong as granite rock

Standing against the storm

Has been eroded

By elements of distrust

Unspoken discontents,

And bitter jealousies

Corrodes like acid

As doubts and suspicions

Grow like cancers

Until they become terminal

Silent killers of love

NO MERE FRIPPERY

 

Though some thought her unworldly

I thought she was cute

I think not being wise in the ways of the world

Is an attractive trait

It left her with an air of innocence

Untainted by convention

Some thought her a mere frippery

I thought her beyond price

But I was in a minority of one

And to my great relief I found

She was overlooked by the rest

Which left this sweet curiosity

Exclusively to me

She was my Tulip in an onion field

My Daisy in a Rose boquet

She is now my constant companion

The love of my life