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Chapter II
Childhood Dreams
“Find me if you can,” called Auntie Georgina running along the flower-choked path in the garden hidden behind the courtyard’s ivied trellises. Felicity tried to catch her but she was too slow. Her dress was long and her legs shorter than Georgina’s. She ran into the rose arbor humming with satisfied bees and looked around for her youthful auntie who was nowhere to be seen. She decided to crawl into a clump of Summer-sweet on her hands and knees and see if she could sneak up on her.
So busy playing hide and seek, she didn’t realize that she needed the toilet until it became urgent, but she had to find Auntie Georgina first. And then, there she was crouching behind the pagoda looking in the wrong direction. She decided to sneak up and scare her for running off. Felicity crept around behind her aunt very quietly, her patience rewarded, “Boo!” she shouted.
“Ah!” cried her aunt spinning around, laughing at being found out.
“Did I frighten you a lot?”
“Frighten me,” gasped her aunt, “Whew! I almost shed a tear!”
“Why?” asked a perplexed Felicity.
“I mean I almost, um, made a drop of wee,” surprised that her niece was so innocent.
“Well, I need to wee in the toilet,” said a desperate Felicity holding herself through layers of petticoats. Auntie Georgina looked perplexed.
“Can’t you wait till we get back to the house?”
“I don’t think so Auntie, my wee is almost coming out. It happened too fast.” Felicity sounded a little upset. Auntie Georgina placed her hands on her niece’s shoulders and spoke to her gently.
“Listen Felicity, I’m sure it will be alright if you wet in the garden this once,” she said assuringly.
“I’m frightened to take any clothes off, there’s so many bees and bugs here.” Her aunt quickly had an idea.
“Look, let’s just keep our clothes on. I’ll wet first then you can do it too. We’ll both be wet girls together. How’s that?”
Felicity hesitated. “Alright,” she said, “but show me how to do it first so I won’t get in trouble all by myself.”
Georgina nodded and lifted her skirt and petticoats until her knickers were in full view. Felicity thought they were pretty, all white with pink bows tied at the leg openings. Georgina parted her legs and squatted a bit. Soon a little peach-colored patch bloomed between her legs then twinkled as pale yellow droplets twinkled through the soft material and sprayed onto the grass. Felicity watched carefully as urfa escort Aunt Georgina held the wet material against her skin while a stream of water cascaded behind her. Smiling, she brushed off the remaining drops from the fabric and shook her hand dry.
Felicity suddenly realized that she couldn’t hold back, so copying her aunt she lifted her skirts at the front and released her water. “Oh!” the hot sluice against her sensitive skin surprised her, tickling her bottom and warming her fingers, much nicer than just balancing on a hard seat.
Georgina let her skirt drop and watched Felicity carefully squeeze away the glistening overflow in her cotton knickers. “Good job! Haven’t we been two naughty girls,” she half whispered. Felicity giggled; this was fun and it felt really good but now another problem was bothering her.
“Auntie Georgina,” she said, is this something we have to keep a secret?”
“Hmm, I think we should for now, simply because you think it ought to be. Change your undies as soon as you can and give me the wet ones, I’ll take care of them. This way your mother won’t have to know.
“Oh thank you for doing that, do you think we can do it again?”
“We’ll have to wait and see Felicity … Felicity …”
She woke and lay there for a few seconds before she remembered where she was. She turned over and saw Aunt Georgina smiling down at her.
“My goodness, you must have been worn out from your journey, I’ve been trying to wake you. Millie prepared a light dinner in the conservatory. Are you hungry?”
“Yes please, I’ll be right down as soon as I dress.” Her aunt beamed at her and left her to dress.
Felicity lay in bed for a few minutes remembering how she had wet her undies with her aunt in the garden and her solitary wetting adventures since then. She recalled her mother being annoyed by her secretive ways. Cordelia never trusted Georgina with her daughter after that visit.
Now she fancied she could detect a special peccant of indulgence wafting in the room after her aunt left. *I wonder if Aunt Georgina does it . . . no, she couldn’t still like doing that, not after all these years — but it would be wonderful if I didn’t have to hide and plot while I’m here.* She bathed herself and put on fresh underthings. A simple pink sundress and sandals completed her wardrobe, and hoping against all odds that her aunt was still a “naughty” girl, went down to dinner.
* *
While Felicity sivas escort was dreaming of her childhood debauch in the garden, Anne sought out Georgina and reported that the herb infusion in the tea had yielded the expected results and all was well. “She enjoyed it, hid the evidence but not *too* well. Rex sniffed it out under the leaves in the grove near the service door below her room.” Anne related Millie’s story including the cook’s through description of Felicity’s knickers. “It’s just a matter of gaining her trust, that she doesn’t have to hide it from us. How to do that is your sphere of expertise.”
“I don’t know if she remembers our first adventure, but if Cordelia suspects her daughter of kinky behavior, she’s never made it an issue to me – and she would. But I believe she has the soul of a debauchee. We’ve only to show her that she’s among kindred spirits, that secrets are made and kept, and we protect each other in our private world.
“Who influenced her, your brother, your father — or you?” asked Anne.
“Not my brother, we’re cut from different cloth. Donald and Cordelia are entirely fit for each other. In fact, she once accused me of seducing him. God, we’re 16 years apart! No, not at all, he’s a cold man. I believe he would have turned me out of my inheritance had I ever tried to seduce him. Felicity only wet in the garden because I did it first and saying I’d take the blame if we got called out.”
“Then it *was* you. One sweet adventure at the right moment!”
“I think she was only looking for a safe way to do it. I was just her excuse if she got caught. Based on what you and Millie shared with me, I suspect she got her quirky ways from being around grandfather Bartholomew and Mimi.”
“Well, Stanley’s being a grump. Says we’ll have to sneak around while she’s here. Can you talk to her about it?”
“Yes, but I’ll only get one chance at this and I might need you both to help me do it. If I’m wrong about her, we’ll be sticking out necks out; but if I’m right, and I think I am, Felicity believes she’s in clover already. Let’s see if she flies her colors during supper.”
While waiting for her niece to make an appearance, she remained in the warm indoor garden formulating her strategies to seduce her niece into the enthralling ways of Walburn Hall. Amid the scents of exotic flowers and a beautifully presented dinner, she hoped to smudge the line between eroticism and sensuality within the confines of her tekirdağ escort queenship.
After some thought, she nodded briskly to herself, walked quickly to Felicity’s room and knocked on her door. Hearing no answer, she opened the door, went over to the bed and whispered her name. Felicity’s eyes opened to see her aunt’s loving gaze and an invitation to dinner.
Georgina waited in the afterglow of the evening, chastely reclining on an upholstered couch wearing a blouse and leggings, to welcome her lovely young relative. Some minutes later, Felicity appeared in the conservatory doorway, a modern naiad in a loose pink frock, attuned to every glance and nuanced hint her beautiful aunt might offer her.
Georgina rose, took her in her arms and kissed her, “Come and sit, get comfortable after your long trip. You look so beautiful tonight and I haven’t seen you in so long, I wish you could stay always.”
“Thank you auntie, I’d love to. You’re so much like I remember you, but as I recall, our last visit was cut short for some reason and I was not allowed to even correspond with you,” she said, sitting down in a flash of long legs and pink ribboned knickers.
“I know, but it had nothing to do with you, it was an issue your mother raised with Mimi and grandpa.”
“I was dreaming about that afternoon in the garden when you woke me. I had forgotten that memory but kept those feelings alive in secret throughout my growing-up years. I was wondering if you have a remembrance as well . . .?”
“Oh yes, we’re old enough where we may plot our course and keep our own council. If there’s a spark in us that longs for the seductive urges of the imps and fairies, well Walburn Hall certainly dwells within the realm of that old magic.”
As they dined on boiled trout and summer vegetables, these two souls, niece and aunt, spoke of the paths they’d taken and where each wished to go. They began growing comfortable as adults in each other’s company over a bottle or two of chilled Prosecco and reminisced about Grandpa Barty and Dolores, Georgina’s parents.
Georgina shared how deeply she loved her father and mother, and how, when Felicity visited, would join them for a romp in the big bed after dinner. Then, tired from the ruction, turn out the lights and watch the night come on to eventually fall asleep cuddled together under the warm soft covers. Felicity wept remembering the love and kindness her grandparents had shown her and how close she had been to her cousin in those early years. Each held their memories and fantasies of that afternoon by the fountain in check, cautiously risking only sidelong glances for neither wished that mysterious tension they shared to vanish in one inopportune remark. They knew the garden would call to them tomorrow.
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