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 Summerisle By Gypsie Sweetnickers Chapter 8 plot

   Sam parked the car.  The drive hadn't been long.  The Sweetmans could
have walked it really.  As the family left the car they took in the
impressive structure that was Satyr's House.  It was truly ancient looking.
The Sweetmans had come from a place where 100 years was considered quite an
age for a building.  This structure seemed to be at least 10 times that.

   The entrance was reached by a large stone staircase.  Currently two
figures stood at the bottom of this staircase.  The family recognized Mr.
Dampnir.  The second was a short red haired girl in a very brief maid's
uniform.

   "So glad that you were able to find the place," Dampnir beamed.  He
shook Sam's hand while his eyes surveyed Caroline.  "His lordship is
expecting you". ."Dampnir broke his handshake with Sam to nudge the maid
forward.  "This is Sophie," he explained, "If you will follow her she will
take you to his lordship.  I have estate business to attend to," he said.
"Good day to you all." Before Dampnir turned away,he took Caroline's hand
and kissed it.  She blushed and became flustered..  With that he turned and
walked out across the drive.

   The Sweetmans turned to Sophie, the maid, who curtseyed and said, "Come
this way please." The extremely short skirt of her uniform flew up to
reveal a pair of fuchsia panties as she curtseyed.  It was only a brief
flash of color in an otherwise monochrome outfit, but it caught the
attention of both Sam and Toby.  Toby and Sam couldn't take their eyes off
of the little maid as Sophie led the family up the stone stairs and through
a pair of huge black doors.

   Caroline and the girls marveled at the hallway they were walking
through. [No] It was vast.The walls were decorated with painting and
tapestries.  All of them had a classical theme.  Tara found herself
unconsciously identifying the subjects: "Leda and the Swan", "Europa and
the Bull", "Pasiphae and the Cretan Bull".  Tara blushed at that one and
the subsequent images, each more racy than the last.

   She was grateful when Sophie stopped outside an eaborately carved oak
door.  he design featured a man with curly hair and little horns.  He was
entirely naked and well endowed.  He was playing a set of pipes while small
groupingof naked girls were seated at his feet, gazing at him adoringly. 
Sophie swiftly rapped on the door, just below the carving

   A measured, pleasantly deep, voice responded, "Come in, please!" Sophie
turned the handle and opened the door, then stood back as the Sweetmans
filed in, she then followed them.  A tall man with a halo of golden curls,
wearing a riding jacket and breeches, sat on a leather sofa.  He rose and
extended his hand toward Sam.  "Glad to meet you Mr.  Sweetman" the man
said.

   Both men shook hands and Sam replied "Oh you can call me Sam, your
lordship" The man smile, "Then I insist you call me Percy"

   Caroline stared at heir host.  She was certain she had seen him
somewhere before, but she couldn't recall where. .  Lord Summerilse looked
in the young maid's direction He said in a pleasant voice, "Sophie, please
tell my wife and the children that our guests are here".  The little maid
curtseyed and closed the door behind her as she left the room Lord
Summerisle returned his attention tothe Sweetmans.

   "Well, Sam, your family is delightful, would you make the
introductions?" Sam had turned to watch Sophie, as had Toby.  At the sound
of Lord Summerisle's question he remembered himself and replied, "Of
course, Percy, this is my wife Caroline."

   Lord Summerisle looked directly at Caroline and took her hand.  In that
instant Caroline recalled where she had seen the man.  She had not exactly
seen him in detail the last time, but she realized this was the man from
her dream!

   Caroline's pussy began to pulse and her nipples stiffened as the
nobleman held her hand.  Lord Summerisle smiled at her and said, "I can not
wait for you to meet my wife.  I think you'll have enjoy each other!

   Lord Summerisle looked to the Sweetman children.

   Sam continued the introductions, "My son Toby ..."

   "Yes.  My own son Tam is about your age, Toby.  I'm sure You'll both
have a lot to talk about

   "...  my daughter Tara, "

   Lord Summerisle paused to absorb the vision of the young girl.  His eyes
drank in every inch of her.  Tara began to feel hot again.  "Yes, I think
you'll like my daughter Io.  She'll be here in a moment"

   "...  and my youngest daughter, Tabitha."

   "Tabitha eh?  I will wager they call you Tabi, don't they?  Like a
little kitten?"

   Tabitha giggled, "Like a little pussy cat, yes"

   Lord Summerisle leaned in close to Tabitha's ear and whispered, "Perhaps
the little pussy cat would like to be petted?" Tabitha blushed and slowly
nodded.  Lord Summerisle straightened up.

   "Lovely to meet you all," he declared.  "Now have a seat.  My family
will be with us shortly, and we will have some refreshments." He gestured
toward a number of leather sofas that encircled a large coffee table.

   The Sweetmans sat on two of them, Tabitha and Tara on one with Toby
joining Sam and Caroline on another.  The conversation paused as everyone
settled into their seats.  Sam broke the silence.  "Lovely house Percy,
interesting name too.  Where does that come from?"

   Lord Summerisle steepled his fingers, "Oh, the name?  Well as you may
know my family has quite a history in the village, after all it is named
after us.  Or vice versa, at this point it's difficult to tell.  My family
dates back to Roman times.  A member of my family has been a Lord or held a
similar title as far back to the time Legions were recalled.  We didn't
always live in this house, of course.  Back then this was the local
temple."

   Tara looked up with interest.  "What sort of temple was it?"

   Lord Summerisle smiled.  "You have an interest in History, I see.  It
was a temple of Pan; the Legionaries statined here were mostly of Greek
origin and so brought their favorite god with them.  Of course everyone
enjoyed the worship at the temple of Pan!"

   Tara looked puzzled.  "Why?" she asked.  "What was it like?"

   Lord Summerisle smiled rakishly.  "Why the worst kinds of debauchery!"
Tara blushed and looked away.  Lord Summerisle continued "The foundations
of the temple still exist and some of the other amenities have been
retained.  I have a swimming pool in the lower level that once served as
the temple's bath.

   Tara felt embarrassed but she still listened.  This was like the places
described in her book.  She had an irresistible desire to explore the
building hoping to find some Roman relics.

   "Pan is the archetypal Satyr, the nature spirit who walks the woods and
fields.  My greatgreat grandfather decided to adapt what was left of the
old Temple when he needed to build a greater house for himself.  It is a
tradition to name one's house, and since this had once been the House of
Pan so to speak, my ancestor thought Satyr's House an appropriate name"

   The entrance of a maid interrupted Percy's tale.  Dressed almost
identically to Sophie, she walked in carried a tray of tea.

   A beautifully dressed petite woman followed the maid into the room.  Her
skin and hair made it obvious that she had a mixed racial ancestry.  The
rose silk blouse and long skirt she was wearing emphasized the beauty of
her lean form and the rich golden brown of her skin.  Her body was
athletic, as far as Sam could tell, She walked with a confidence that
denoted control of her world.

   Lord Summerisle stood and kissed the woman.  "I'd like you to meet my
wife, Katherine." Lady Summerisle gave them a dazzling smile.  Her hazel
green eyes shone as she spoke, "Oh you can call me Kitty if you like."
There was a hint of a Caribbean accent beneath her cut glass tones.

   Lady Summerisle sat down next to her husband.  Sam found himself gazing
at the women and wondering what her body looked like without her dress. 
Toby was doing similar] Toby's imagination was similarly engaged.  He had
to shift his position to hide his swiftly swelling erection.

   The maid bent slightly as she placed the tray on the coffee table.  As
she did, she revealed that her panties were lime green.  Toby moved his
hand down to cover the bulge in his jeans.  The maid straightened up and
turned to leave, as she did, she smiled at Toby.

   "Well we're just waiting for Tam and Io," Lady Summerisle continued. 
"They were out riding this morning, though I think they should be home by
now.  Just then a bright voice sounded from the doorway, "Here I am mummy!"

   The Sweetmans turned their heads to see who had spoken.  A girl about
Tara's age was standing in the doorway.  She was taller than Tara and
obviously the daughter of Lord and Lady Summerisle.  Her face was a
beautiful combination of both parents' features and her hair was a light
almost reddish brown.  She was wearing a white shirt and black jodhpurs,
both of which made the honey tone of her skin even more glorious

   As she walked towards the coffee table, all eyes were on her.  When she
reached her parents she kissed both on the forehead.  This action caused
her tightly clad ass to push out, much to Sam and Toby's enjoyment.  She
walked over to Tabitha and Tara, sat down next to them, and held out a
hand. "Iolanthe Summerisle," she introduced herself.  "Pleased to meet
you!"

   Tara returned the hand shake, "Tara Sweetman, likewise"

   Tabitha reached across her sister, "Tabitha Sweetman"

   Toby appeared to wake from a stupor.  "I'm Toby!" he exclaimed a little
stupidly.

   Io smiled at him, "Charmed Toby."

   "Where's your brother, Io?" Lord Summerisle inquired.

   "I'm right here" another voice answered from the doorway.  This voice
belonged to a young man who bore a striking resemblance to Lord Summerisle,
only younger and with a small amount of facial hair.  He was dressed like
his father and carried a riding crop.  He went around the room greeting all
those present.  Eventually he sat by his mother on the sofa.  Now Caroline
and her daughters had somebody else to ogle.  Tam was quite a sight, his
hair was longer than his father's but it was just as golden and was pulled
back into a short pony tail..  His features were like those of a bronze
idol.

   The families chatted idly over tea and petite fours.  All the while
every member of the Sweetman family found themselves glancing at the
Summerisles plagued with thoughts that made it difficult to continue the
small talk.

   Tara had barely managed to keep her eyes off of Tam long enough to have
a conversation with Io.  Tara and Io had clicked almost immediately.  It
wasn't long before Io turned to her father and asked "Daddy, can Tara stay
the night?"

   Lord Summerisle smiled.  Tara felt the nobnleman surveying her again. 
It was for a brief moment after which Io's father said "If that is
acceptable to her father and mother I don't see a problem"

   Neither Sam nor Caroline had any objections.

   Lord Summerisle returned to the subject he had just been discussing. 
"As I said Sam, Caroline, riding is marvelous exercise for a young girl,
I'd be happy to take Tabi here riding tomorrow.

   "But we haven't any riding clothes for her," Caroline objected.

   "Nonsense, I would warrant that Tabitha could easily fit into some of
Io's old riding clothes.  I'll have Dampnir send some of them over this
evening.  And we'll arrange an outing to get more sometime next week."

   Caroline was impressed with the generosity, "Thank you, Percy."

   "And since your sisters will be out of the house tomorrow, Toby why
don't you come visit Tam?" Lady Summerisle smiled at the oldest Sweetman
child.  "You can show him the village, can't you dear?"

   Tam nodded, "Sure, shall we say 10:30 by the stables Toby?"

   Lady Summerisle smiled at this arrangement and squeezed her son's knee.
"Caroline, you should come and have tea.  We have so much we can discuss."

   "I'm afraid that leaves you on you own, old man" Lord Summerisle told
Sam.  "Not to worry though, I'd like you to have a look at your new office.
I took the liberty of having a suite set up above the Seamstress, the local
pub.  It's a wonderful location, a minute or two from your house. 
Boardman, the landlord, will have the key.  Just go there tomorrow morning.
He'll let you in and show you around.

   "Th-Thanks!" Sam was amazed.  This was the best job he'd ever accepted.
He knew he and his family was going to love living in the village.