Erotic Ghost Story Ch 03

"Lillian dear, maybe this is not the best profession for well-bred ladies. Maybe you'll find something
in the house? Could play the piano for my father and I can sing." Mary hesitated for a moment. Two
long bony fingers fumbled at his lower lip.
"Do you remember how to play you?"
Lilly nodded. Her mother was a concert pianist before she married Lilly and taught as a child. Lilly
talent quickly overcame her mother, and she was offered a teaching at the conservatory. Her
teacher said it was a miracle.
"I can play later, Mary?'d Like to do something outdoors today. Fresh air and sunshine are
rejuvenated."
"Well, uh, lets think about, ah, for the moment we?"
Mary was stalling. I'm trying to find an excuse to keep Lilly and its encoded within the brain. She
needed to keep a close watch on their siblings and to protect it from polite society. Mary loved Lilly
and I did not want her sister became a town oddity because of her amnesia.
"I could take her for a ride, Miss Mary." Groom said.
Mary shot Daniela opposing view. Older daughter of Daniel Taylor nor intimidated. She was always
bossing Lilly and felt for the youngest sibling.
"Oh, yes, it would be so much fun!" Lilly clapped excited about the prospect of escape another
miserable afternoon barricaded themselves in the house. It should give the groom, whose name she
did not know a lot of unladylike mouth when they were alone.
"Thank you ... I'm sorry, I do not know your name?"
"Daniel Kelly, Miss Lilly." Dan bowed a little awkwardly pretty girl.
I was with my family because I was a child. I took my father a few years ago. You and I would ride
together when you were younger. "
"Daniel is a very nice meeting you and I'm really sorry I do not remember you."
Lilly held out his hand to the groom. His face flushed and then nervously towards her older sister.
Mary appeared more nervous than usual. Then it dawned on her. The nobility did not associate
using. How totally snobby! Lilly was glad that he was born in the modern world, where the crap was
gone. She let go of his hand and felt bad, rather than embarrass Dan's sister and her silly sense of
propriety.
"It's okay Miss Lilly., I'm sure once you start engaging in activities that loved memories will return."
Daniel knew that with a heavy heart Lilly memorize it. She had no memories of their last meeting.
Her face light up when their eyes met, like always. His heart shattered into small fragments despair
and longing for his beautiful Lilly.
"Lilly has some pretty nasty wounds and the shock of the fall the next day Daniel. Horseback riding,
that unruly Arabic it is not reasonable. Why father allowed her to such a highly nervous animal is
beyond me."
"I own Arab?" Lilly interjected. It was her favorite breed.
"I'll take it at the supply line.'ll Be under my control at all times." Daniel offered hope that the
support Mary by playing the security card, her favorite card in the deck of life.
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Lilly sat atop his white mare, while Daniel led the horse as a huge overgrown dog. Mary insisted that
the change in his habit. Lilly began to sweat under heavy clothing. "Lady" sidesaddle was
ridiculously uncomfortable.
Daniel led the horse stately residence and through a vast meadow teeming with fragrant wild
flowers. Crickets hummed and buzzed loud cacophony and earthy aroma and pungent wet grass
filled the air. Past the meadow, Lilly saw a long stretch of deep blue Atlantic Ocean and white sandy
beaches. She caught the heady scent of fragrant beach roses now in bloom along the coast. Ahead
tall pine and oak trees and maples mix forms a path leading into the forest shadows. The leafy
canopy blocked the blazing midday sun was a welcome respite from the heat of June.
"I feel that the five year old child riding her first pony. Could be more exaggerated!" Lilly sulked.
"It's not just about you, Miss Lilly. Loves you very much."
"I know, I know, and I hate to seem ungrateful, but she suffocates me!"
The groom nodded slightly and pursed his lips. I commiserate and say so much more, but said
nothing. I would be nothing more than to pull her out of the horse and put it in the tall grass and kiss
every inch of her.
Daniel was tall and built of pure muscle and has an attractive and sturdy, masculine way. His wild
curly hair earthy chestnut brown. As he walked his calves bulged through his tight pants. His
buttocks were tightly flexed and tone with every step. Lilly could not keep his eyes off his tight and
perfectly shaped ass. Lilly felt her face flush. Its large Muck Boots clomped loudly along with her
horse.
"Daniel, thank you very much for the offer to take me out."
"You're welcome Miss Lilly."
"Could you call me Lilly? Just not Miss Lilly?"
"It would be inappropriate, Miss Lilly."
"Daniel is a tedious! Lilly was irritated with stuffy formality. Longed real conversation with this man.
"I promise not to tell anyone, I promise, just Lilly okay? If it's you and me?"
"Well Lilly, only when we are alone."
He glanced over his shoulder at her and smiled. Success! Lilly thought triumphantly. She leaned
over the horse and patted him on the shoulder teasingly.
Interview eventually dwindled to the silent void. Only plodding human feet and hooves filled the air.
Birds sang in the branches of tall trees on a forest path. Her spirited mare was literally raring to go,
but her groom strongly slowed to a stable, lumbering pace.
The peaceful silence gave Lilly a chance to reflect on their current situation. She missed her parents
and a few close friends dearly. They were wonderful mixture of races, a friendship that would have
been taboo in this century. Lilly thought about graduate school. One more year until I get my MBA.
What to do with an MBA in 1890 in patriarchal America?
As her mind drifted slack and stable walking horse shook her to the quiet sleepy state. She closed
her eyes for a moment and then woke up with a start. She almost fell asleep. Maybe Mary was right
and she was over doing it.
Daniel was silent for several reasons. He was a servant and she's the daughter of a wealthy family
company. They could engage in polite conversation, but the topics discussed in a superficial boom
strike would quickly dry up. The main reason for Daniel's silence was that they would secretly in love
with Lilly for many years.
When Lilly was a little girl that would tease and have fun with it. When he was older, more beautiful,
and she knew that their close friendship was forbidden. He pulled out a cheerful affection, as his
feelings for her grew much deeper. He was humble groom and the son of Irish immigrants, the
lowest class in American society. New immigrants were relegated to menial jobs. The class structure
was fixed in America, so of course they would never have. Still, it would seem from them to run
together.
To his shock, Lilly said her feelings to him that in early spring just before her high school
graduation. She cried and cried and begged him to run away with her. Daniel was stunned,
overjoyed and overwhelmed. While the other woman spent her generous contributions to the dress
and other silly trinkets, Lilly has invested its stock market under the wise advice of her father. Lilly
did for their current wardrobe and hiding a tidy sum. Enough to buy a horse farm. You will not need
the money her father 'or a trust fund.
Daniel kissed her and then in a dusty barn stall with your horse. He could not believe that she loves
him too. He took her face in his hands and pulled her to his high character and then kissed her
passionately. Lilly led him by the hand into an empty stall. Daniel hesitated.
"I do not want to toot about etiquette classes or any of that nonsense. I love you Daniel and I know
you love me." Her eyes were wet with tears of sincerity.
Daniel leaned her gently in clean hay. He climbed on her and felt that China doll ready to break
under its massive bulk. His erection pressed into it. They lay in the hay groping each other. But he
pulled back before he lifted her skirt.
"I can not do to you Lilly. Much I love you." He started and offered her hand.
Lilly lay motionless for a while. Amazed that after waiting all this time Daniel and I rejected it. She
slapped his hand away, cursed him and then walked away.
They do not talk after that. When Lilly graduated and returned home, Erik Somers began to court
her. A month later they were engaged. Daniel knew that Lilly was not in love with Eric, and he knew
that he did it on purpose. He had to give up though, give up lifelong dream to have her. Dan loved it
incomprehensible and will do what must be ensured not waste your life on him, but he hated that
her headstrong and stubborn ways could very well lead her into a loveless marriage. He hoped he
would marry a man she did not like.
As the trio headed deeper into the forest dense fog billowed from the tree-lined dirt road and settled
in the low-lying blanket of ethereal whitish haze. Les feels thicker, as if the trees were about to
devour. The tree canopy was dense and almost chocked all the rays of the sun. Before the trail was
shrouded in an eerie and scary murkiness.
Lilly awoke from my sleepy stupor, when a huge rusty gate emerged from the thick shroud of fog.
High loosening Stonewall surrounded the gate area. Old-fashioned ancient craggy granite blocks
that form the walls were covered in green spots of age. Plush emerald green mossy areas were the
sun rarely shone. Partly cloudy mist flowed slowly, under and around the hole. Lilly was intrigued,
but nervous mist. Her pupils black with fear and curiosity. Why was this building built deep in the
woods? What things hidden in the shadows for age Stonewall? Lilly thought.
Daniel signed the cross and then rushed for the dilapidated residential Stonewall. Guenivere was shy
and lunged forward, and seemed anxious to move around awesome view.
"Easy, girl, there, there will be peace." Daniel stroked the horse muzzle in an attempt to calm her.
"What is it?" Lilly asked
"Lilly Family Cemetery. Most of you relatives are buried there., Your families lived in these places
for generations. Lets quickly past this point."
"You're Catholic, Daniel?"
"Yes, Lilly, My parents came from County Cork Ireland. We are very Catholic and very superstitious."
The groom was scared. Big muscular guy was afraid of the bone yard? What made him nervous?
"What are you superstitious?" Lilly interest was piqued, but Daniel remained silent.
"Daniel?" On her face, but his eyes darted around, as if expecting something to jump out and attack
him.
"The spirits are superstitious, haunted places, especially haunted cemeteries."
"This cemetery is haunted?" Pupils Lilly passed out even more.
"Yes, Lilly is it really supposed to be haunted. Fog cover in place. None of forest creatures live
nearby. Murkiness refers to a place so densely sun never shines through. We did not linger here.'ll
Take no chances of passing a scary place." < br />
"Why did you lead me to such a scary place Daniel? Goosebumps rose through the skin.
"I had to take it the wrong way. Fog gets so thick that it's easy to become disoriented.
"Are we lost?" Lilly gulped nervously. Her fingers holding the reins so tightly that they turned
deathly white.
Groom quickly shook his head. "No, we will be here very soon."
Gwen snorted when he stepped on a land frantically. Mist rose every hooves sank on soft ground.
Lilly held the reins firmly keep the horse calm. She felt someone or something was watching her.
She turned and looked over his shoulder. Pervading chill pricked her skin. Out of the fog, a few
hundred yards behind a shroud of steam rose. Updraft of cool air up from the fog horn as a mini
cyclone. The fog lifted and shaped into human form.
Oh, dear God she murmured. Terror paralyzed her senses. Lilly wanted to scream, but she was too
scared. The arms and legs made from the emerging human form. The form is reflected in ghostly
figure of a woman. Her black, soulless, hollow eyes entranced Lilly. The spirit of a dead woman
picked up the fog shoulder and pointed toward the other transition paths parallel to one of the
passengers were on. It seemed to attract the frightened girl. Lilly managed to stifle a cough spray.
"Daniel!" she was finally able to sputter out words.
"Daniel, turn around very slowly." Lilly whispered hoarsely.
"Build women increases from the mist. Daniel ... it's ... a ghost?" Lilly's voice trembled. She fought
the urge to scream.
The hairs on the neck of the groom stood ramrod straight. He swallowed hard. Daniel cursed
himself. Passionate rumors spread through the country for years claiming the woman haunts the
cemetery. She would moan and wail and discourage any person, where he joined near the cemetery.
People also swore that scary creepy shadow man chased them with an ax. He did not take it
anywhere near here. That damn damn country! He swore to himself.
When he turned, he saw Daniel anything other than creepy fog that constantly covered area of
the forest. He blew out a deep breath. Lilly is overactive imagination playing tricks
on her. This part of the wood had a tendency that people.
"I do not see Lilly."
Just as the words left his lips, a huge black homestead came galloping out of the way ghost woman
pointing. The horse swerved around the corner and headed directly toward them. As the rider
screwed into the path of the galloping right through the transparent female spirit. The "leftovers"
were scattered into the wispy long strands of misty light gossamer. The rider lost control of the
charging beast. He then yanked hard on the reins in an attempt to control the animal. They headed
directly to Lilly and Daniel.
"Lilly, get on the horse!" Groom screamed when he grabbed her arm to pull her off the animal.
Lilly suddenly gained his senses and jumped into his muscular arms. Gwen grabbed the reins and
pulled her horse to a tree. Daniel pressed into it by using his body as a shield to protect her from the
huge animal rushed at them.
Stranger steed reared up and nearly threw the man. Less experienced rider would you fall on your
ass. He finally managed to settle the horse, but the animal burrowed into the ground violently,
snorting and shaking his head. He dismounted, and then hastily tied the reins around a nearby tree.
He hit it straight to Daniel and Lilly.
"Holy hell man, are you okay? Little scared of my stallion. He started for no apparent reason, about a
quarter mile before we got this way."
The rider was Edward Kahn. Lilly recognized the voice as soon as he spoke. Of all people, why did it
have to be Edward? She prayed that it would not recognize her. She ducked into a mighty groom.
His thighs and her belly pressed against the tree. Lilly pressed her face into his chest. He held her
tightly against his body. Such an intimate embrace surprised Lilly. She figured it was probably just
as shocked as she was and did not understand that held her so close.
Edward realized that the groom was shielding someone with his body. Red taffeta skirt riding a
ladies boot peeked out from under his feet. Ladies head set off from around his arm and stepped
back quickly. Her riding hat was decorated with bright peacock feathers, which pointed directly at
him, stabbing a feathery sword.
Edward touched that lady scared to death. Then bothered how closely the servant holding a
gentlewoman.
"Excuse me lady behind it that you are so afraid." Edward took off his hat and bowed stiffly.
Edward was disturbed man was released on a lady anymore. She was obviously in no damage now.
Perhaps they were involved in a forbidden flirtation and hide in the deepest part of the forest.
Edward needed to be sure that even if a woman is safe.
"I assure you that I am a gentleman and a lady in danger anymore. My horse is well under control.
You can relax.
"A woman at your company, sir, is a" safe "... that's debatable."
Daniel turned to Edward to meet face to face. Lilly tucked behind.
Two months before his sister, a local bar maid a child after spending one night with a local man.
When Daniel put his name on the bastard who fathered her child, she finally admitted Kahn was the
father, but he asked his brother to approach it. The man was a despicable cad. Low stamina
creatures dressed in men's clothing. He wanted nothing more than to lay man from the apartment.
His hands clenched and opening, eagerly anticipating a fight.
Edward raised an eyebrow. Such a bold indictment of a stable worker! Would I beat a man when the
lady was not present.
"I know you kid, what is your name?
"I'm Daniel Kelly. My master is Mr. David Taylor.'ve Got strict orders by the Taylor family to Miss
Lilly from you."
Lilly? His heart raced. Lilly Taylor stood pressed against the giant wreck? Why Lilly in his dark
disturbing place? A stab of jealousy stabbed him. Why would you be here? What nefarious activities,
where they held these two in this desert forest?
"Lilly, Miss Taylor? Are you okay?"
"Will it solve lady, sir."
Edward walked into the wrong crew groom. Although not as tall as Daniel, Edward was equally
formidable. They were almost chest to chest as unwavering in their rantings. Edward intense black
eyes bore into Daniel's azure colored irises. Edward's dark sun kissed skin boldly contrasted with
beige color is Ir.
"Your insolence and misbehavior handling lady will not go unnoticed. Suddenly let her go!" He
gritted his teeth at the servant.
Edward reached for Lilly to be checked. Daniel, however, blocked his path. Groom, bitten anger, lost
sanity and Edward sucker punched in the face. Edward staggered for a moment and quickly
recovered. Lilly ran in an attempt to block the two men.
"Daniel, No! Lilly screamed when she lifted her hands in a lame attempt to keep men apart.
"You will not touch Lilly, Khan. Caress your sweet lies and catch innocent young maids who fall
helplessly into a deep pit of despair with you."
Edward Kelly seriously underestimated. Kahn was a fighter. He learned a lot from murderous street
gangs, who lived in the seedy underbelly of Iran. He spent his time picking up a knife fight and won
a lot of money because of his skills. His mother and father thought that their child is well behaved
pampered son of the royal family. They would die of shame if they knew that a wannabe gangster.
Edward clenched his fist and clocked Daniel punishing blow so hard that he flew into the hard dirt
and was unconscious. Lilly screamed and ran to the groom. She tried to shake him, but his solid
mass was motionless and still. She eased his head in her lap, but hung limp as a rag doll worn.
"You bastard!" Edward snapped.
Lilly screwed up, ran to Edward and then lunged at him. She pounded his fists, slapping his face and
punching him. Her face was red and stained with dust. Tears ran down her cheeks. Edward was so
shocked that he just stood there with her severe wounds. Never heard of such a well-bred woman of
such utter obscenities or attack a man so badly. It was powerful and strong Hellcat.