Bramblewood Hall 11 - Noblesse Oblige Trisha Miller

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Bramblewood Hall 11 - Noblesse Oblige by Trisha Miller
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Confronted by a vengeful Lady Masterson, the ever resourceful Miss Pugh is driven forth from Bramblewood Hall and takes ship to the Americas.Noblesse ObligeWe cast off the coverlet and lay together, soaked with the slippery sweat of passion,MoreConfronted by a vengeful Lady Masterson, the ever resourceful Miss Pugh is driven forth from Bramblewood Hall and takes ship to the Americas.Noblesse ObligeWe cast off the coverlet and lay together, soaked with the slippery sweat of passion, panting in each other’s arms.

I could hear the whole house stirring, but in that mood of reckless abandon, I took no care of consequences.“Might I offer you a proposition Miss Pugh?”“Sir Rodger?”“That we embark together for the new world.”“What about your family?”“I…”Before I could reply there was a furious hammering at my bedroom door and then came the imperious voice of the Housekeeper, calling my indiscretions to account, “Miss Pugh, have you a man in your room?” I looked at Sir Rodger in desperation.He remained calm, beckoning with his palm and indicating I was to stay in bed.

Smiling wickedly, he whispered, “Can’t have us both up: what would it look like?” He dressed, and announced dramatically, as he flung open the door, “I do believe I have discovered the mystery of our night intruder!”“What do you mean, Sir Rodger?” said the housekeeper, who was peeking round the door to see who had made the noises.“Let me show you, Miss Ecclestone,” and he led her over to my open window, pointing an imperious finger to the stone pavement beneath us.

I donned my housecoat and in company of Sir Rodger and the housekeeper we stared down at the prone body of Sir Cedrik’s lecherous robot. There it lay, prone and still, three floors beneath us in a dark, widening stain.“Ooh Sir,” said the housekeeper, I can’t stand the sight of blood.”“Not to worry, Miss Ecclestone,” said Sir Rodger brightly, “It’s not blood: just hydraulic fluid.”“You mean… A robot!”“Yes Miss Ecclestone- a robot, and a very lecherous one indeed.

Luckily I came just in time, before…”The housekeeper colored, “We don’t allow that sort of thing in the servant quarters, Sir.”“No indeed, Miss Ecclestone. May I suggest we retire and allow Miss Pugh to compose her-self: it has been a very trying time for her.”“Yes you just rest Miss, your poor nerves… I’ll get breakfast sent up. Don’t you worry about your dusting today dear.”



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