‘There is no there….there.’ by DLC's alyssa
In the age where imposters themselves call it fake news there is nothing quite so elegant as the English language spoken by an proper upper class Londoner.
Victoria Gelding’s hand flew up behind her ear as though she hadn’t heard it correctly. Her inquiry came out as one word while sounding so bluntly American.
“The cheeky tart …a lovely bird…a Richard the 3rd bird…..”
Victoria Gelding and the land agent watched as the woman in her early 20’s maneuvered effortlessly in her 3” open toed cork heels, her bottom cheeks twisting upwards on every step she walked past holding the hand of a woman twice her age.
“Tis a pity she’s a lesbian and plays for the other squad. I can spot them a mile away. Lesbian's that is.”
“What gave it a way …the fact that her woman’s hand was all over her girls ass or the words on her t-shirt that said ‘nolite te bastardes carborundorum’.”
“My Latin isn’t what it used to be.”
“Mine is…..Handsmaids Tale…..don’t let the bastards grind you down.”
“A polished aristocrat would never do that.”
“She’s not an aristocrat she is a lesbian.”
“I miss the days when England ruled the world and its 7 continents….. from Antartica, Africa, India and the Carribbean islands...why near half the countries on the face of the earth spoke the Kings English.”
“I thought it was 25%.”
“What’s the difference when you’re dealing with serfs, slaves or peasants?”
“The difference is 25% and ones dignity. The sun never set on the empire nor did the blood ever go dry……. Don’t treat me condescendingly I hate that and anyone who says 'Hello Gov-nor' just because I’m English.”
As though sent by the gods of irony just then a bike messenger rolled up to stop in front of the two. The oversized package strapped to his back made the hump of Notre Dame’s hunchback Quasimodo’s look like a minor concern.
“Say you know where Tornado alley is?
“Yea….it runs along Texas, Oklahoma and Kansas….its 7 states away with a whole different ideology as well. You looking for Torenndo Valley way….3 more blocks down.”
“Yes…..say you guys are English……”
Tilting his lid forward to look like Bert the chimney sweep he looked at both of them.
The fist came out low from the rising sun hitting with force he spun off his bike on feeling it land. Climbing back on his bike he rode off and waited until he was far away enough to give her the finger.
Victoria went back to speaking.
“Still and all I guess either 25 or 50% we did pretty good for a little island in the north Atlantic, Julius Caesar would have been proud if not jealous..... now the cost benefit analysis suggests the ratio of the credit to investment projection is way off. This property is near an area that ‘may’ one day become gentrified but that hasn’t occurred so this is my final offer before I move on down the road. The fact that I’m of English blood like you is why I’m making my offer what it is.”
“Yes thank you for the slight concession M’Lady Victoria…such a regal name….where did you get it?”
Victoria looked at him letting her eye’s tell him she could spot a charmer when she saw one.
“Been in my family ever since her reign, Queen Mother and her Victorian era…..my family always had a woman carrying her name all the way up to me. You might say we learned from our mothers before us who taught us women are meant to rule. Now are we to deal or what?”
How he happened to be selling real estate in America’s California was another story yet all he knew was that he needed the sale. The two signed the papers in the parking lot with Victoria walking away realizing she still hadn’t decided what to do with the property though she knew it would be a profitable location one day.
The idea of a club had been kicking around in her mind. Walking alone inside the 3 story building she thought if she did have a nightclub then she wanted to create something to distort the sense of space and time to those that came in.
Vicki as even she sometimes called herself took a drag off her fag. She blew the smoke up before noticing the ash drop to her shirt. Brushing it off it brought a smile to her face to know she signed the contract wearing a t-shirt that read ‘I have the pussy so I make the rules’.
Her mind drifted back remembering it hadn’t always been that way. What ever love the marriage may have once had had long since left. The image from a week earlier was seared into her brain.Overweight with a belly that prevented him from seeing his toes much less his dick the husband pushed his joystick in hoping its 5” would stay hard long enough to get his rocks off. As he pounded away at her vagina she had thought Sara Pascoe was right ‘straight male sexuality is essentially abusive by nature’.
On her back she had lost count of all the times he had done it missionary style. He went at it caring little for Vicki or her pleasure. Taking note the ceiling needed painting she vowed to herself ‘all this has got to end…this cant possibly be all there is to sex for a wife’.
“After 16 years I’ve had enough Sadie. I’ve been building and protecting my assets just like you suggested, he can’t get at them right?”
The seasoned lawyer took a sip of her Merlot after she looked back at Victoria it felt good to get irresponsibly stoned with her long time buddy.
“His mistake when he had you sign a pre-nup all those years back. He has no idea how wealthy you really are. I’m sure he never imagined you creating your own successful online business and picking up property and turning it over a few years later. We now live in a demand culture and you have something that is in demand and people want what they want right now. Any road he goes down he’ll be shut out when it comes to the money.”
“Just what I wanted to hear girlfriend. Lets make the move I want to be divorced within the month.”
“Any decision on what you’ll do with this latest piece of property? Once we make the divorce final I still think you should just use your maiden name Gelding.
Victoria let her fingers slide across the woman’s thigh as she sat with one leg pointed out and the other under her pretty butt.
“My old roomie wants some of this delightful koochie?”
“I do…you ever wonder what would have happened had we not stayed in the dorm that holiday weekend instead of going home like the rest of the girls living there back in college?”
“I’m just glad we did…discovering I preferred females to males was the best thing to happen to me. Who would have known I’d making a good living being a woman’s rights advocate and victim discrimination lawyer to females in need of straight answers from their attorney.”
“That’s the funny thing about denial, one most often doesn’t even realize they have it because the truth is too painful some time to face up to. So I guess Sadie it just took me a little while longer to figure it out that I’m Bi-sexual with lesbian leanings. All along I bought in to the myth of romantic love and doting on a husband…. I never wanted to become my mother yet like her I turned into a woman who thought she was meant to be a stay at home housewife with a picket fence in front of the perfect house.”
Her breath pulled in sharply as she took a drag off the joint. She still hadn’t come around on using the whole vaping tool thing to get high.
“Yea…women are kind of sold on the whole concept that marriage is some happy journey to get to a certain destination when the truth is they are essentially turned into maids and concubines most often under the boot-heel of the husband.”
Finished unbuttoning it Sadie’s blouse slipped down easily off her shoulders. Her hand reached back without looking she unclasped the bra and gave a shake to have it fall into her lap.
Both hands went up to give a comforting quick couple of scoops and jiggle to her breasts as if to say ‘you’re set free my twin girls go forth and sin no more’. Her back eased against the softness of the couch as she spoke.
“You’ve finally learned ……There is no there….there.”
Taking the joint from Victoria Sadie slowly undid the buttons on her jeans.
“You ever think about a nightclub do something special something classy and upscale.…you should do something totally different. What about making it for alpha women and lesbians? Think about it….you go to any of these nightclubs now they are all operated by males. The woman are treated as ornaments as if there simply for the pleasure of the male creature to gawk at.”
“So you’re thinking is turn the tables on them….. Have it be a club that has female memberships. We could restrict and control the number of straight males that get in.”
Victoria looked at Sadie trying to get out of her skinny jeans.
“Why don’t you let me do that girl.”
Her old college roomie didn’t wait. Quick as a hiccup Sadie slithered her hips and slip off her jeans. She spread her legs with one going over the armrest of the comfy couch.
“This pussy is all yours Vicki.”
“Upstairs in your bed Sadie…lets go.”
Like many femininely appointed one’s the bedroom said some thing about the woman’s strong personality and how she carried herself. Pinched in on its edge bold colored crimson satin curtains provided the back drop behind the headboard that had twirling layers of sheer taffeta mixed with bands of crinoline dropping down from the bedposts.
A gold “Fleur-de-lis rested in the middle of the curtain. Two rows of colored throw pillows lay in front of three oversized pillows in crisply ironed white linen pillowcases with ruffled-edge shams.
Stylish walls painted Pale Lilac and soft pink picked up the colors of the fabric and texture of the feminine furniture. The geometric shapes of how the room was laid out had the serene space creating a relaxing bedroom that had a distinctive womanly vibe.
Sadie had a captivating personal retreat that was both edgy and luxurious free of monotony without being too overwhelming. The wall art went beyond just mere floral colored oil paintings giving a perfect balance between traditional classic and exotic fashionable current styles.
The elegant satin comforter was thrown to the floor followed by most of the throw pillows. Both naked women seemed to hit the mattress at the same time, their luscious curves and shapely legs intertwined as they kissed and hugged.
Pleased to be in bed with her friend once more Victoria stood up on her knees and scooped her large milky breasts and held them up for Sadie to kiss. Her hands fell off and broke at the wrists as she watched Sadie grab hold to the pair. Her head drifted back the moment she felt the slippery wetness on her nipples.
Her head lifted up as if to say ‘Oh yes never stop worshipping my body’. Opening her eyes she looked at the oversized gold colored Fleur-de-lis resting on the crimson backdrop.
In a motherly way she held Sadie’s head to her bosom as way of expressing to her to keep nursing.
“That ‘Fleur de lis’ should be the symbol or maybe I should say the logo to our club.”
Once more her head drifted up. She shouted softly.
‘’Ohhhh fuck yea…..males don’t know what they are missing by not having woman’s breasts on their chest.”
Sadie smiled looking up while still licking.
”You know these days some women are giving males breasts….they’re called Mistresses or female dominants and the boys transgurls.”
Sadie arched her back as she stood on her knees together the two women pushed their breasts together smashing them against one and other as only women can do.
“I think it’s a fuckin’ turn on…..they’re giving them pussies too….just think about that….take a male and turn him into a woman using hormones and maybe a little plastic surgery for some tweaking…. what better way to say woman are superior then to have a male become one of us.”
Her hand dropped down and caressed the wet slit of Victoria.
“That’s something we should have at your private club…..trans gurls and males we can make into transgurls.
Victoria cried out .
“Flick my bean, flick my bean….ohhh fuck yes….nobody does it quite like you do Sadie.”
“Somebody is wet as October today….you getting turned on over the idea of making a male become a gurl…..you know they say if its done right nothing is so submissive as a male turned into a girly girl woman.”
She looked at Victoria.
“Ohhh I have to stop talking please lick me….take me to Venus.”
The woman let her back fall to the bed while spreading her legs. Seconds later her sumptuous breasts sloshed around with her motion giving her an alluring look.
Victoria didn’t have to ask her hand reached under the pillow and pulled out the ‘Feel-doe’ hands free dildo. For the next few minute’s silence filled the room as Victoria took on a serious approach to fucking her friend.
“eewww, eeewww, eeewwww…ohhhh yesssssss…right there girl….ohhhhh fuck yea….eeewwww, eeewww, eeewwww.”
Sadie looked up a sexy snarl on her face she next let out a laugh.
“Sex is funny isn’t it …I mean the noises we make the looks we have especially when we get close to climaxing.”
She wiped the smile off her face the moment she felt Victoria hit her ‘G’ spot. She suddenly sounded just like a little girl.
“Oh please, oh please oh please.”
Losing the girlishness she next sounded just like a woman.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck….yes fuck my brains out…don’t fucking stop.”
Victoria slammed her body down on to Sadie’s. She had found just the right rhythm and wasn’t going to quit until her pal begged for mercy with her having an orgasm.
“Eeeeeewwwww eeeewwwwww eeewwwwwww…you did it Victoria I’m coming….oh yes ….ohhhhhh yeeeessssssss…..ohhhhhhhhh yeeesssssssssss.”
Laying together the two kissed.
“Vicki honey you look so sexy with a dildo ….isn’t it so awesome to be a woman…..males....they don’t have any idea.”
End of part 1...