Chapter 55
A/N: Thoughts are in italics.
Paula came rushing into her husband's study, her eyes wide and mouth agape. "Arthur turn on the TV quickly." Using the remote that sat on his desk he switched on the TV.
"The body was burned beyond recognition but the license plate indicated that the car that plunged over the cliff on Mulholland Drive belonged to Franklin Pierce, conductor of the LA Symphony Orchestra. Mr. Pierce was the ex-husband of Spencer Carlin, entrepreneur Arthur Carlin's daughter. A spokesperson for the Carlin family told reporters that Ms. Carlin was out of town on vacation and no other comment will be issued from the family regarding Mr. Pierce's death. An autopsy will be performed on the body and the car inspected for any mechanical malfunction but officers at the scene said alcohol was found inside the car and could have played a major part in the accident. In other news today…"
Arthur shut off the TV and looked at Paula. "Arthur how can this happen? There is a concert scheduled three days from now, what are we going to do? The board hasn't even decided on who the new conductor will be and even if we had they couldn't possibly conduct a concert at this short notice."
As his wife's ranting lessened, he decided to speak. "Doesn't it bother you that Franklin is dead? That he was your daughter's husband. That you are the one that got them together in the first place? You had high regards for this man at one time."
She shrugged her shoulders. "No, he was a fool. I supported him while he continued to improve on the orchestra's sound, but he made a complete ass of himself at the last after party when he had that sexual liaison with the eighteen year old boy who just happened to be the son of one of the board members. How could I continue to back him after he did that? The members of the board would have kicked me off along with him."
"I see. Well I suggest you and the board members get together and figure out who came close to your expectations for the conductor position and hire him, otherwise be prepared to cancel the upcoming concert and the rest of the season, which just started and lose a lot of money."
"Pick a conductor now, how can we do that? We haven't seen all the candidates yet."
"I thought you interviewed all your candidates. Isn't that what that dinner party the other night was for?"
"Yes, but we only saw them once and not all of them we contacted could make it. How can we make a decision so quickly? We're still going over their resumes and performance tapes."
"Well my dear, I guess you and your board members will be burning the midnight oil. Oh and FYI, your daughter and her girlfriend made it safely to Spain. Just thought you might want to know."
"Thank you Arthur for informing me but I knew that you would make sure that they were there safely and in good hands."
"Goodnight Paula."
"Goodnight Arthur."
////
"Senoritas, buenos dias."
"Buenos dias, Theresa," Spencer and Ashley replied.
"I hope you both rested well last night?"
"Si, Theresa, we did," Spencer said squeezing Ashley's hand.
"You two should be famished this morning since you slept through the afternoon of your arrival and the entire night without eating. I knocked on your door but you did not respond."
"Sorry Theresa the jet lag knocked us out."
"Well the cook thought that a buffet breakfast would be okay since you were unable to tell us what you would like this morning."
"That's fine Theresa. I'll make mine and Senorita Davies plate."
"No, no, no Senorita Carlin. Please sit down and relax, I will make your plate and Selena the personal maid assigned to Senorita Davies will serve her."
"Alright Theresa, since you insist. I'll let you and Selena do your job. Spencer looked at the amount of food that was cooked for them. Oh my God Theresa, this is a lot of food for just two people to consume."
"Si, I know Senorita but the cook was so happy to learn he was cooking for you and Senorita Davies, he just went cook happy," she replied laughing.
Well I guess I'll have to sample a little of everything. Ashley, the cook fixed scrambled eggs, a delicious looking ham and cheese omelet, eggs benedict, Canadian bacon, sausage, chocolate chip pancakes, waffles and polenta."
"I smell coffee," Ashley said trying to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from her eyes because she was unable to see the delicious food that was prepared for them.
"Si Senorita would you like some?" Theresa asked noticing the sadness in Ashley's eyes.
"Si and just a spoonful of scrambled eggs and a slice of bacon." Spencer frowned at Ashley's request.
"Ashley is that all you're going to eat?"
"I'm not very hungry."
"That's not enough food, you need to eat and the cook prepared all this for us. You can at least eat a little more than eggs and a slice of bacon."
"I said I wasn't very hungry Spencer, leave it at that okay," Ashley spoke her voice quivering.
"Alright Ashley," Spencer replied staring at her lover. "Is there something wrong, is that why you're not eating?"
Ashley chuckled shaking her head, a single tear falling down her cheek. "What's right Spencer?"
Spencer sighed nodding for Theresa and Selena to proceed with filling their plates.
"I'll let you know about lunch later Theresa."
"Si Senorita Carlin." After placing the plates in front of Spencer and Ashley, the maids left quietly so they could eat in private.
"So what would you like to do today, my love?"
"Nothing."
"Aww come on Ashley it's such a beautiful day, the sun is brightly shining, there's not a cloud in the sky and the ocean looks beautiful from here. I thought maybe we could…"
"Maybe we could what? It's a beautiful day for you. The sun is brightly shining for you. The ocean looks beautiful to you and I'm glad you can see and enjoy it because it's still fucking dark to me," Ashley snapped.
"Ashley!"
"Selena… Selena!" Ashley yelled.
"Si, Senorita Davies." "Please take me back to my room. I'm not hungry anymore."
"But you haven't touched anything on your plate."
"Please Selena, just take me back upstairs."
"Si, Senorita," she said looking quickly over at Spencer who did not respond. She remained silent glaring at Ashley while Selena led her out of the dining room and took her back to her bedroom.
"Damnit!" Spencer exclaimed, her hand angrily sending the plate of food in front of her crashing to the floor. "Fuck!"
"Theresa… Theresa!" Spencer yelled.
"Si, Senorita Carlin," she said breathless looking at the food now splattered against the wall and on the floor.
"Tell Antonio to bring my car around. I'm going out."
"Si, Senorita, right away."
Spencer got up from the table and went upstairs to the bedroom. Opening the door she saw Ashley sitting on the balcony. Walking towards her she opened her mouth to speak but Ashley sensing Spencer's presence interrupted her.
"Just leave me alone right now Spencer. I don't need you mothering me."
Spencer grabbed her purse and left the room slamming the door behind her making Ashley jump.
Outside Antonio was waiting for her. "Buenas tardes Senorita Carlin, where would you like to go today?"
"Buenas tardes Antonio, where is my Mercedes SL."
"That is only a two-seater Senorita. I cannot allow you to go out without protection."
"I want to drive around by myself."
"No, this cannot be allowed."
"What!"
"Your father gave us strict orders that you and Senorita Davies are not to leave the estate unprotected."
"Shit, well why can't you follow me at a safe distance then?"
"I could Senorita but you haven't been here in a while and they have changed the way some of the streets run. I need to show you around first so you don't get lost. Then you and Senorita Davies can travel wherever you please, with Jose and myself at a safe distance."
"Whatever, let's just go."
"Where to Senorita."
"Just drive I don't care. I need to clear my head."
For an hour and a half Antonio drove around Barcelona showing Spencer the many changes that had been made since her last visit. He also passed by some romantic spots he thought the two ladies he was protecting would like to visit later during their stay.
"Antonio it's getting late and I'm hungry. I saw a cantina a few miles back, turn around and let's stop in there."
"Why don't I just drive you back to the mansion and let the cook prepare something for you?"
"I am not ready to go back home yet Antonio so please just take me where I asked you to go."
"Si, Senorita Carlin." I know that cantina well and nothing but trouble comes out of it. Especially when a certain redheaded slut is there under the pretense of working.
"The cantina was a quaint little hole in the wall that served a lot of liquor and little food. Very few tourist ventured there because of it's non-centralized location. Most of the patrons were local residents from neighboring towns which it happily served. Spencer stepped inside the small bar and took a seat at a table in the corner while Antonio took a seat at the bar… watching.
A woman who looked to be a server appeared in front of Spencer in a very tight fitting dress. "Hola, Le puedo conseguir yo que algo beber?" She asked.
Spencer looked up at the waitress who was a striking young woman, maybe in her late twenties. She had long flowing red hair and striking green eyes, medium height and a sexy hourglass figure. "Si, dos tiros de Teguila." She nodded smiling in response to Spencer's order.
The waitress came back with Spencer's drinks. While sitting them down on the table she bent over slightly giving Spencer a nice clear view of her ample bosom. Noticing the gestured Spencer smirked.
"You are American, no," the waitress asked.
"Si, and you are?" She asked with a tilt of her head, her eyes roaming the entire length of the waitress' body.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Madison. I was just wondering because you have that American look and I heard no accent when you spoke my language which by the way was quite good." Spencer gave her a curious look.
"Excuse me for being so forward. Is there anything else I can get you," she asked seductively.
Spencer smirked again. "Si, maybe your… company."
Madison stared at Spencer thinking. "Well it is time for my break and you look as though you could use a friend, she said posturing herself seductively in front of Spencer.
"Please have a seat Madison. Are you allowed to drink while you're on break because I really hate to drink alone?"
"I'm allowed to do a lot of things here but the owners really frown on the workers drinking while working. But I will have a cup of coffee with you." She went to get herself a cup of coffee and two more shots of Tequila for Spencer.
Madison was entranced as she watched Spencer wet the top side of her hand with her tongue, sprinkling salt on it then putting the slice of lime in her mouth and sucking it. She immediately felt wetness in her panties as she watched Spencer's tongue snake out again to lick the salt off her hand and toss the Tequila down her smooth tanned throat.
"Mmm," she moaned. "So Madison you speak English very well, where are you from?"
"Huh?"
"Madison you look a little dazed. Are you okay… hello," Spencer asked smirking while waving her hand in Madison's face.
"I'm sorry what did you say?"
"I was asking you where you were from."
"I'm from uh… here, born and raised but I umm… lived and went to school in the United States for ten years." Madison explained trying to control the lust she felt for the blonde stranger and quell the throbbing between her legs. "I uh… just recently moved back home to help run the family business."
"Oh, what business is that? If you don't mine my asking."
"This quaint little cantina you're sitting in is one of three cantina's my family owns. The other two are located near the airport and downtown Barcelona, but this one is the one my parent's started themselves. I help manage them," she explained staring at the beauty that was in front of her.
Madison watched Spencer drink down another Tequila shot. Oh my God, this woman is going to make me cum right here in this chair. I can't wait to get her in my bed.
"So are you in Spain on business or pleasure, Senorita…?" Madison asked indirectly fishing for a name while rubbing her fingertips along the back of Spencer's hand.
"Spencer," she said realizing she hadn't given her name. "I came to Barcelona for pleasure and relaxation."
Antonio watched the exchange between the two women carefully. "Puta!" He hissed looking at Madison as she became more familiar with his employer's daughter.
///
Back at the mansion, Ashley waited for Spencer's return. Two hours have gone by and still no Spencer. Where could she be? Where could she have gone to keep her away from me so long?
"Selena… Selena," Ashley called out.
"Si Senorita."
"Has Senorita Carlin returned yet?"
"No Senorita." Ashley sighed, "muchas gracias Selena."
///
Forty-five minutes since arriving to the cantina and five Tequila shots later Spencer was feeling no pain. Madison had consumed only coffee and extended her break. In Spencer's intoxicated state Madison became more aggressive in her touching of the blonde woman sitting next to her.
"Madison I like you," she slurred. "You're a good listener and your hand feels nice on my thigh."
Spencer confided in Madison about non-important issues. Most of their conversation consisted of sexual innuendos. She did not discuss who her family was or Ashley.
"Well thank you Spencer. And might I say you are a very beautiful woman." Glancing at the clock on the wall Madison noticed the time. "Wow! I hadn't realized we've been talking this long and my break is now officially over. I still have an hour before closing but you can wait for me to get off and come over to my place so we can continue this conversation and I can fix us some margaritas."
"Now why should I wait for you to get off Madison?" Spencer giggled.
"Because you have made me so fucking hott and I want to fuck your brains out," she said her hand now aggressively caressing Spencer's thigh and moving south.
Antonio watched Spencer's face inch closer to the face of the waitress she had been flirting with for the past forty-five minutes and shook his head negatively… waiting. Through her drunken haze Spencer leaned in and kissed Madison fully on the lips. Madison responded by pressing harder, her tongue softly caressing Spencer's lower lip asking for permission to enter. She opened her mouth letting Madison's tongue in to explore areas that only one woman was allowed to do.
"Ashley," Spencer moaned.
Madison's eyes went wide and she abruptly pulled away from her. "Who the fuck is Ashley," she hollered.
"I… I'm sorry this was a mistake." Spencer got up to leave but Madison grabbed her arm.
"Wait Spencer, I'm sorry I got upset, let's talk about this."
Spencer snatched her arm away, "NO! There's nothing to talk about, I'm leaving." Spencer left two hundred dollars on the table and stumbled out of the cantina with Madison spewing out a mouthful of obscenities in Spanish at her.
"You bitch," were the only words Spencer's mind could comprehend as the door closed behind them. Antonio hurriedly opened the car door for Spencer then got in the driver's seat, started the car and sped away.
"Where to now Senorita?"
Spencer could see Antonio's eyes reflected in the rearview mirror. He smiled at her. "Don't worry Senorita, your father pays me to be discreet when discretion is needed."
She nodded her head and smiled back. "Muchas gracias Antonio, let's go home."
"Si Senorita."
On the drive back home Spencer felt sick. How could I have kissed another woman when I have Ashley? I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. I'm more like my father than I care to admit. I swear as long as I live and breathe I will never cheat on Ashley. I will not become like my father.
Antonio watched Spencer from the rearview mirror. "Senorita Carlin you need to sober up before going home… Si."
"Si, Antonio."
"Then with your permission I will take you to my cousin's home. She has a surefire home remedy that will quickly sober you up along with several strong cups of black coffee and breath fresheners… si."
"Si, Antonio."
///
Another hour went by and still no Spencer. "Selena… Selena," Ashley called again.
"Si, Senorita."
Sighing, "Selena will you help me with my bath?"
"Si, of course, I'll get the bath water ready for you."
"Muchas gracias." Ashley was a little hesitant to completely undress in front of a stranger especially one she could not see.
"Senorita Davies please don't feel embarrassed by me. I am here only to serve and help you. We are both women… no."
"Si, Selena, I'm just not used to undressing in front of a stranger."
"I understand Senorita but you have nothing to be shy about. Your body is magnifico." Ashley blushed at Selena's compliment.
"Si, her body is magnifico Selena," Spencer said surprising the two women. "I'll take over from here. Muchas gracias Selena."
"Si Senorita Carlin, please do not hesitate to call me should you need any assistance." Spencer nodded.
"Where have you been Spencer?" Ashley asked while Spencer helped her into the tub.
"Out!"
"I know you were out Spencer, I heard you when you left. That was five hours ago and you've been drinking. I can smell it on your breath." So much for the breath fresheners.
"Antonio drove me around to get familiar with the area. Then we went through a few neighboring towns and I stopped at a cantina to eat some lunch. Did you eat lunch while I was gone," Spencer asked while washing her lover's back.
"No."
"Shit Ashley you need to eat. I don't want you getting sick."
"And I want to see again but that's not happening either."
"Ashley your sight will come back, Dr. Whitfield said so. You just have to be patient."
"Easy for you to say Spencer you can see. You drag me to this beautiful Spanish country and I can't even see it. Just give me the sponge, I'll finish washing myself. I'll call you when I'm ready to get out."
"Whatever Ashley." Spencer walked out of the bathroom shutting the door. Leaving the bedroom she walked down to the kitchen and found Maria.
"Maria I'd like dinner served on the bedroom balcony tonight. It's such a beautiful night."
"Si, Senorita is Senorita Davies okay?"
"No it's been difficult for her to deal with her blindness."
"It's only temporary, is it not?"
"Si, but temporary could be a lifetime for her or anyone else who has temporarily loss one or more of their senses."
"Si, you are quite right, I'll get Theresa to set up your dinner."
"Muchas gracias Maria."
Author's Note: Thank you cooltrainer 124 for you correction of the Spanish phrases. I'm going to try it again so if you read this chapter, let me know if I did the Spanish phrases correctly. And thank you to everyone else who are still reading this story.
Muchas gracias – thank you. Puta- whore. Dos tiros de Tequila-two shots of Tequila. Le Puedo Conseguir yo que Algo Beber? – Can I get you something to drink?
