The Dulcets are a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green, and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a few, and of course Dulcet-on-Willow which was a large sprawling village beside the gentle shallow River Willow, which ran unhurriedly from the Pepperstock Hills to the more vibrant River Brooke.
Ryan Lansbury was a long-time resident of the village,
and he was popular with many of the other locals because Ryan was young, tall,
dark, and handsome, physically fit, well-toned and had a reputation as a
ladies’ man, which was very well warranted.
He was 28 years old, and his father owned half of the
Dulcets, and he was grooming him to one day take over the reins of his modest
real estate empire, unfortunately for his father Ryan had no interest in the
business as he was primarily interested in crumpet in all its forms.
Obviously, he didn’t restrict his conquests to just
the inhabitants of the Dulcets he also cast his net far and wide as he shagged
everything in sight.
But his father controlled the purse strings, so he was
often restricted to the villages, which he didn’t mind as he actually loved it,
it was a beautiful place, it was quiet and the air was clean and the women were
as attractive, friendly, and willing as any city girl, and there were more than
enough to keep him entertained, both new conquests and frequently flyers.
Among the local villagers, lonely widows, desperate
singles, even more desperate divorcees, and the bored house frau’s he was manna
from heaven, and he was very indiscriminate in spreading himself around, but he
made an exception in the case of Goldie Vaghese.
She was neither a widow, a divorcee, a frequent flyer,
or a local cougar, what she was, was the vicar’s daughter and she was only 17.
Goldie had been trying to get into Ryan’s bed since
the moment she turned 16 but he had resisted her allure.
The reason for that was not that she wasn’t
attractive, she was very, she was a petite blonde, with a beautiful face and
tidy body.
Nor was it her age, he had bedded plenty of 17- and
18-year-olds in his time and would doubtless have a good many more.
His issue with her was the fact she was the vicar’s
innocent daughter and he thought it would be a step too far, so he kept dodging
her less than subtle advances.
He managed to keep her at arm’s length for more than
six months without too much difficulty, but she became bolder and bolder until
one day when he had been for meal at the Pub in the village and walked over to
his car and found Goldie sitting in the passenger seat.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“I was just passing” she replied.
“You have to stop doing this” he said and got into the
driver’s seat.
But when he got in the car, he noticed she was wearing
a pale blue top but was completely naked from the waist down.
“Can we go now?” she asked and put her left foot up on
the dashboard.
“For God’s sake Goldie cover yourself up”.
“Why, don’t you like what you see?”
“That’s not the problem” he said, “Someone will see”.
“Then take me somewhere else” Goldie said coyly.
“How many times do I have to say it, no” he said.
“Now cover yourself up and I’ll take you home”.
“I don’t want to go home” she replied “but you can
“take me”“
“Stop!” he snapped.
“Why? What’s wrong with me?” she said angrily.
“You have absolutely no morals whatsoever and you shag
anyone and everyone” she retorted “So why not me?”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“You don’t need to get defensive; I know you’re
shagging half the women in the Dulcets” she said matter of fact-Ly “and so does
everyone else so don’t bother trying to deny it, I even know who a lot of them
are,”
“I think someone has been spreading rumours” he said
defensively.
“If they were only rumours, I wouldn’t be interested
in letting you shag me” she said.
Ryan went to speak but Goldie stopped him by asking.
“So why not me?” she said angrily.
“You’re too young” he said.
“Rubbish I’m nearly 18 so it’s not illegal”.
“And I’m 28 so it may not be illegal but it’s
certainly immoral” he pointed out.
“Why? It’s not as if I’m a virgin” she said, and he looked
shocked.
“What? you thought because I’m a Vicars daughter that
I was all virginal and pure?” she scoffed.
“Well yes” he said.
“Really? Well, I haven’t been a pure Christian maid
since I was 13” she confessed.
“So now can we go somewhere and shag?” she asked and
Ryan replied by starting the engine.
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