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Gritting his teeth the butler bent down and yanked, hard. It was no good the damn thing was stuck.
"Can you get on with it Mr Jarvis?"
Glaring at the housekeeper the bent double butler gave the offending object one last pull before collapsing in frustration. "It's no good it won't come up."
"Well have you tried…"
"If you are so full of ideas woman you bloody do it, I am exhausted from trying to live up to your expectations."
"Fine then." Flora Ryan snapped her long slender fingers closing around the slim pole, which she gave a quick yank before wiggling it slightly, a smug smile gracing her delicate features as it rose smoothly and effortlessly under her guidance. "There that is how things are done."
Raising an eyebrow in frank amazement and admiration the Butler gasped. "You'll have to show me how you managed that…"
"I would be happy to Mr Jarvis." The Housekeeper replied keeping a tight grip on her prize. "It is simply a matter of practice and experience.
"Forgive me I just would never have expected you to have much experience at this!"
"Oh I am full of surprises Mr Jarvis, I have many hidden talents." Flora retorted before resuming her previous position and leaving him to resume his task. "When you're ready…"
"Oh of course." The butler replied scrabbling back into position, anxious not to be shown up again, grabbing his pole he manoeuvred it back into position quickly returning to the task at hand. After a few minutes of long steady thrusting and pulling he glanced up anxious for her approval. "Better?"
"Much better." The housekeeper cooed. "We'll make an expert punter out of you yet!"
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