Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 10 - Andy 13:00 Sunday afternoon

Part 10 of "Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives".   Part 1 can be found at https://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2019/06/pride-before-fall-entanglement_25.html .   Andy's inspirational original artwork can be found at http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2018/04/new-art-pride-before-fall.html .   Please leave comments.

“Hello. Madame Celeste?”

“Oui.”

“Celeste, it’s Andy.”

“Bonjour Mademoiselle Andie.”

“Madame Celeste, I’m sorry to disturb you on Sunday.   Are you able to do an urgent hair appointment?”

“Comment?  Nous vous avons coiffée hier.”

“Yes, I know but this is for Aunt Jane.”

“Mais ses cheveux sont magnifiques.”

“Yes, they were but they now they need a bit of tidying.”

”Nous sommes ouvert le lundi.  Demain.”

“Yes, I know.   But Aunt Jane can’t really leave the house.   She needs a home visit.”

“Compris.”

“Could you do late this afternoon?”

“Non, Mademoiselle.”

“This evening?”

“Non, Mademoiselle.”

“But it’s for Aunt Jane.”

“Bien entendu mais c’est le dimanche.”

“OK.  How about Monday morning?  First thing?”

“Chez Lady Jane?”

“Yes.  And you will come yourself, won’t you?

“Oui.  Bien sûr.  A neuf heures?”

“Yes, nine o’clock would be fine.  Thank you Madam.”

“Bonjour Mademoiselle.”

As soon as Andy heard Celeste close the call, he checked Jane’s address book.   He found the number for Personal Maid Cleaning Services.  He rang the number.   The phone rang a couple of times and was answered, “Personal Maid Cleaning Services, hello Lady Jane, how can I help?”

“Hi Davina, it’s me, Amanda.”

“Oh, hello Miss Amanda.  Is Lady Jane OK.?”

“Yes.  Sort of.  She’s just resting at the moment.”

“Oh.  Nothing wrong, I hope.”

“No, she’s OK now.”      

“What can I do for you?”

“Well, I know you come and clean on Monday mornings for Aunt Jane.”

“Yes.”

“Is it possible for you to push back the time until Monday afternoon?  Aunt Jane’s likely to be working from home on Monday morning.”

“Yes, of course.”

“Thank you Davina.  Goodbye.”

“Goodbye Miss Amanda.”

Andy wrote a note for Jane:

“Celeste will be coming to do your hair on Monday morning at 9:00am.   I’ve sent a reminder to your Calendar. 

I’ve moved back Davina’s cleaning until tomorrow afternoon.

I’ve cleaned the kitchen, the hall and the wet room..  I’ve washed out my latex dress and it’s hanging in the Utility.  I’ve tried to clean your Loubous too but I think they need professional help.   I put my Loubous in the cupboard. I’ll give you a call this evening.”

Andy went to the wet room to finish tidying and clean off his make-up and nails, and maybe see if he could do something about his hair extensions and weave.  He had just finished with the squeegee on the walls and floor when the landline rang.  He ran to it quickly so that it didn’t wake Jane.   A mellifluous voice spoke: “Hello Lady Jane.  Sorry for ringing at this time but we missed you in Church this morning.”

“Sorry, Minister, it’s not Aunt Jane, it’s Andy.”

“Aah, Andy.   We missed you too.  It’s always nice that you come to the services together with your Aunt.”

“Thank you.”

“You weren’t able to get to Church this morning either.”

“No.  Er, sorry,” Andy stumbled.

“Is everything OK, Andy?   With your Aunt and that.”

“Yes, Minister.   It’s just she’s a little unwell and I’ve had to put her to bed.”   Andy felt that it was true and only a little white lie.

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.  Is there anything I can do?  Should I pop in this afternoon?”

Andy thought about his Aunt lying in bed.  From the way she’d looked at the Reverend in the past

and the rather flirtatious way she spoke to him, he had an idea what Jane might have wanted in other circumstances.   But there was no way that he wanted the Reverend ‘popping in’.  He might have needed the help of his Hush but he’d come so close.   He felt sure he had a rival.   He might be Jane’s feminised sissy but he still liked to dream of being her boyfriend.  The Reverend would have wait his turn. “No, I don’t think so.  Auntie’s asleep at the moment and she needs to rest.”  He might have added ‘sober up and sleep it off’ but held his tongue.

“If you’re sure, Andy.”

“Yes, I’m sure Minister.”

“You don’t need to keep calling me Minister, Andy.  Jim will do.”

“Yes, Minister.  Yes, Jim.”  Andy bit on the word.  Jim might be a man of the cloth but he didn’t want the Reverend ingratiating himself. 

“Right then.  Please tell Jane that I’ll call again during the week to find out how she is.”

“Will do.  Bye for now then,…… Jim.”  Andy put the phone down abruptly closing the call. 

Andy was annoyed and distracted.   He wanted to get away.  He went upstairs with his note leaving it beside her bed.  He gave the sleeping Jane a goodbye kiss on the cheek.  She was breathing slowing and deeply, dead to the world.  He added a line to the note: “Still wearing my Hush.   Give me a buzz when you wake up and I’ll call.”  Then he went back downstairs and put Jane’s burglar alarm on to a sleep setting.   As he walked along the drive he thought about what he might have said to the Minister:  ‘That’ll be fine, JIM.  She should have recovered from being fucked silly by a couple of big black cocks yesterday evening, and the gape in her arsehole ought to have closed up by then.’  But he didn’t.  He might want to frighten off the Reverend but he didn’t want to humiliate his Auntie.  He loved her too much for that.   And he always had those photos if the Reverend did try to get too close to her.   Andy smiled.  It was his first smile since leaving Mr.V.

End of Part 10