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"She's just my fuckslut," I said, and Pattie's face just crumpled into tears and she rushed away, "Shit, I'll call you back!" I insisted and I rushed after Pattie as she darted from the room, I caught her on the stairs on her way to the bedroom, "Hey it's what we agreed," I reminded her as I flung my arms around her to stop her headlong flight.
"You told your mother I was a fuckslut!" she said, "And she knows my Auntie Jane and she'll tell my mum and there will be one hell of a row."
"You shouldn't have told her your name," I suggested, "Anyway how do you know she knows your Auntie Jane."
There was this awkward silence, "Is there something you want to tell me?" I enquired.
"Can we sit down?" she asked quietly.
"I somehow think we ought to," I agreed.
We went to the kitchen, she sat in a chair I sat on a corner of the table, "It wasn't coincidence," she said, "You know, when I answered your advert for a live in sub."
"I'm beginning to realise that," I agreed.
"A mutual friend," she said, "Said you really needed a girlfriend and that you were absolutely loaded."
"Right," I agreed, "So what's the plan, get pregnant?"
Her head snapped round in shock, "Uh," she said lost for words.
"Bloody hell!" I said completely shocked.
"Uh, no not really," she said.
"Mother warned me about girls like you," I confessed, "I promised I wouldn't get involved with anyone until I was thirty," I said as I looked at the floor, "It was her idea, you know, our contract."
"But she knows who I am now!" Pattie protested.
"You told her!" I reminded her.
"Oh," she said awkwardly, "I did didn't I."
"I'd better ring her," I suggested and I reached for my cell phone, "Mother?" It was my father, "Oh , is Mother there please?" he transferred the phone, "Mother?" I asked again.
"Yes Brian, have you something to tell me," she asked.
"Err, yes, it's about Pattie," I explained, "Pattie and I went for a meal earlier," I confessed.
"Then you had better bring her to lunch on Sunday," Mother said. "Shall we say noon?"
"Mother says can we go to lunch this Sunday?" I asked, Pattie nodded, "Yes we'll be there," I agreed, and after another five minutes of meaningless waffling I was able to put the phone down.
"Girlfriend?" I asked, she nodded, "Get some coffee would you, I'll be in the lounge."
"I'm not your slave!" Pattie complained, "I mean, I mean I'll get changed."
"Ok, you get changed I'll get the coffee," I agreed, it was no hardship.
She reappeared about five minutes later, bursting out of the sexy maid outfit I had left in the cellar, "I thought I would look the part," she suggested.
"Oh," I replied, "I thought?"
"Don't think, just do," she insisted without really explaining what she expected me to do, but when she walked across to me on her impossibly high heels with her breasts bulging from the skimpy fabric an the hem line so high her sex was plainly on view her intentions were unmistakable.
"Mind the coffee," I asked plaintively as she grabbed my face and kissed me passionately on the lips before she grabbed my zipper and wrenched it down freeing my straining erection, "Damn" I exclaimed as I knocked a cup sending the coffee sloshing over the kitchen units.
"On the floor?" she asked.
