The Secret Chronicles of Henry Dashwood, Vol. 2

Cassie nodded and said thoughtfully: 'Fanny, you know who could be useful in this matter, and that's Mary. She loves nothing better than a good fuck and would be happy to seduce Alfred or Lester Toddington on our behalf.' Charles let out a loud guffaw. 'Mary the kitchenmaid?' he chuckled. 'Oh, Cassie, you can't be serious.

Mary's a nice enough girl but she's far too noisy, she gave me a headache last time I fucked her.' 'What on earth are you talking about,' I began but then Charles held up his hand and grinned: 'Shush, Henry, I do believe I can hear a familiar sound coming from downstairs.' He walked briskly to the door and opened it and now I also heard an intermittent squealing. With a puzzled look on my face I looked across to see that Cassie and Fanny were unashamedly shaking with laughter. 'Is that noise what I think it is?' I enquired.

Cassie giggled: 'Yes, that sounds like our pretty kitchenmaid enjoying her regular afternoon fucking with Mick the village blacksmith, or Mick the Prick-as he is known in these parts. As you know, Mama is a firm believer in the broad-minded philosophy of live-and-let-live, but even she has had to warn Mary about disturbing the peace of the house with her yells.' I looked at her doubtfully but Charles said: 'You see, Henry, poor Mary can't help herself. There are girls who sigh, who laugh and some who cry but I've never encountered one who yelled like Mary. Cassie came to her defence. 'Mrs. Hobart has said that Mary is a great help to her even though she also finds it difficult to ignore the noise when Mary is being shagged by Mick the Prick. Incidentally he is a very nice man who always brings Mrs. Hobart a little gift when he comes round here.

Furthermore Mick has been endowed with an absolutely colossal cock,' she concluded firmly. 'Oh really, Cassie, how can you possibly know?' demanded Charles. She replied unblushingly: 'Because I've seen it for myself! One day last month I asked Mary if I could take a look at his big boner and so next time Mick appeared, he pulled out his prick to show me his gigantic weapon.' 'Well, I have no idea of the dimensions of Alfred and Lester Toddington's tools,' I said to Cassie as Mary's shrieks reached a high-pitched crescendo. 'But if this girl will help us, she can make as much noise as she likes so long as your Mama is safely out of the house.' 'I'll have a word with Mary right now,' said Cassie as she rose from her chair. 'Fanny, would you like to come with me and I'll ask Mick to show you his extraordinarily large chopper.' 'Very well, and I'll pop along to Uncle Roger's den and make sure that his camera is in good working order,' said Charles briskly. 'Henry, I suggest that you stroll over to Aunt Elena and find out if she has any special plans for this evening.' 'By all means,' I agreed and followed the others outside into the hall. The girls bustled downstairs where thankfully all was now quiet and Charles gave me the directions to where I could find Elena. This turned out to he a west facing room at the very top of the house so that Elena could best benefit from the light.

'Come in,' she called out when I knocked but Elena jumped up in some confusion when she turned her head and saw that I was her visitor. 'Henry, this is a nice surprise. What brings you up here?'