The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 7

... quite easily believe such a thing. ‘Well, I ‘eard they could be strict, these public schools, like.’

‘Yes, I am hoping it will be just a technicality, the wrong make of blazer perhaps. But I fear it, well…'

Gary decided not to pursue this subject and rode the silence arising from Samantha’s fears, ‘Aye, well, sorry Mrs…Samantha, on Saturday, I’m all set, wit’ passport and that, but, ‘ow we getting’ there.’

‘Oh, we will be using my father’s private jet, we only need to go to the airport just outside of the city; it’s all arranged, the car to take us there, the limousine from Faro, you don’t have to worry about a thing darling. It’s a well oiled machine.’

Gary was much relieved. ‘So I just need to turn up here wi' me stuff?’

‘Yes sweetie,’ she moved nearer toward him so that her nipples brushed over his arm, ‘and we won’t be needing much of that, Hmm?’ it had been nearly two days since his complete reproductive exhaustion as the hands of Lady Anne and the river had flowed in to fill the void. He subconsciously began to generate infra-sound through his work boots, like a bull elephant.

‘Anyway Gary, I need to discuss Rachel with you, I believe that she is suffering, poor dear.’

‘Suffering Mrs…Samantha.’

‘Yes Gary, since her dear Daddy died, there has been nothing in the way of a father figure that could have stepped in and provided a paternal influence.’ She looked at Gary, hopeful for a response. ‘Don’t you agree?’

Gary didn’t quite see the thrust ...

... of her argument ‘Well, she has his lordship, don’t he get involved?’

‘You mean my father, good heaven’s no, he is only interested in his Peruvian mines, or his South African farms or his racehorses.’ Samantha frowned, ‘She’s just another little fat one as far as he is concerned.’

‘Oh, right.’

‘What Rachel needs is a firm hand, a man in her life who can provide a corrective influence.’ Gary wondered where this was going. ‘Of course I have tried, but the saucy, little trollop just ignores my attempts. I have begun to feel, over the past weeks, that you maybe have some little interest in her welfare.’

‘Aye, well, the lass is headstrong that’s fer sure.’ Gary replied.

‘And she most certainly appreciates your being around.’ She detected a not entirely unforgivable reticence in Gary, ‘Naturally, Gary I’m not asking you to step into Captain Barton’s shoes.’

‘Aye?’

‘No, simply to act as a constraint to her more wild characteristics.’

This seemed to Gary another incursion into the “what he had signed up to” tacit arrangement. “How would I do that …Samantha?’

‘Well, I am quite old fashioned when it comes to this sort of thing and firmly believe that these modern, new fangled, passive parenting approaches are not appropriate for my child.’

‘Aye, that ain’t the way I were raised.’

‘Exactly Gary, I want to show Rachel the consequences of her actions, however when this has come from her mother it has been, well, quite ineffective.’

Now, poor Gary was ...