Frank sat up with a start. He wasn't in his room... then he realized that he was in Litha's room, in her bed... alone. Looking around showed that it was well after sunrise, probably midmorning by the looks of things. Why didn't she wake him? Better yet, why didn't he wake up when she moved? He always used to wake up when she shifted next to him...
The second thing he noticed was that he was sore all over. Luckily he didn't have a bruise where she hit him in the chest... but his muscles ached all over his body. Looking down at his chest revealed just how many soft bitemarks she'd left him with. That was one thing that constantly turned him on about Litha - the fact that when aroused, she bit like a wild cat. Fortunately she never bit hard enough to break the skin or bring blood up, but just enough that it was an incredible turn on to him. The thought alone brought a wide 'cat that ate the canary' grin to his face as he wandered, buck naked, into the bathroom for a shower.
He half day-dreamed while showering, too many incoherent thoughts rambling through his brain as he lathered up, then rinsed and reached for a towel. The shower would have been infinitely more enjoyable if Litha had been there with him... but all the same, he supposed it was time to go hunt her down and see if she was just as sore as he was.
--
Litha and Alex were out with Senora Montcalvez, horseback riding through the property. The woman was sweet and charming, full of information about the history of Brazil. Come to find out, she was a Brazilian National, married to Montcalvez after he emigrated there. She had no idea of what sort of business he was in and everything was hers from her side of the family. The estate, the house, the money - everything. Montcalvez was living on borrowed money. Litha and Alex exchanged more than one set of sad looks. This was going to break the woman's heart when her husband was arrested.
More than once Litha drifted off into a semi-lucid daydream about the night before with Frank. Her thighs and hips were a touch sore from the exertion. If she was feeling this way, she could only imagine what Frank was feeling like. When she grinned, Alex had a damned good idea of why.
--
Jake was out wandering the property, taking in the sights of the house itself. He was really scouting things out, but covered it by asking questions about the pieces of art and the architecture. The house staff was more than willing to answer his questions, taking pride in the house itself and the rich Braziliano history.
He kept a mental tally of the number of rooms and where they all were as he explored the house. No where to be seen, however was Geraldo Montcalvez. Nor did the house staff remember seeing him that morning. It was as if he'd vanished after dinner that night. He really began to be concerned when exploring the outer buildings. If Geraldo had skipped out... then something was wrong.
--
Frank had questioned every one of the house staff he came across as to the whereabouts of Senoras Broussard and Harris. Only one seemed to know where they were.
"You're sure?"
"Yes. They went horse riding with the Senora Montcalvez."
"And when will they be back?"
"Don't know. They didn't say."
Frank left the man, frustrated. He hadn't been able to find Jake either. This wasn't like any of them to just disappear like that.
With a frown of frustration, he headed out towards the stables to see if he could find either Alex, Litha or Senora Montcalvez.
--
Alex and Litha were in the stables with Senora Montcalvez when she was called away. That left the two women alone to talk. However, the light chitchat was interrupted by a messenger with a request for Alex to come immediately.
"Go on hon. I'll brush down the horses and meet you for lunch." Seska smiled and watched Alex go.
--
Frank was stopped by a messenger saying that Senora Broussard was waiting for him by the pool house.
"Finally. Well then, take me to her."
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The second thing he noticed was that he was sore all over. Luckily he didn't have a bruise where she hit him in the chest... but his muscles ached all over his body. Looking down at his chest revealed just how many soft bitemarks she'd left him with. That was one thing that constantly turned him on about Litha - the fact that when aroused, she bit like a wild cat. Fortunately she never bit hard enough to break the skin or bring blood up, but just enough that it was an incredible turn on to him. The thought alone brought a wide 'cat that ate the canary' grin to his face as he wandered, buck naked, into the bathroom for a shower.
He half day-dreamed while showering, too many incoherent thoughts rambling through his brain as he lathered up, then rinsed and reached for a towel. The shower would have been infinitely more enjoyable if Litha had been there with him... but all the same, he supposed it was time to go hunt her down and see if she was just as sore as he was.
--
Litha and Alex were out with Senora Montcalvez, horseback riding through the property. The woman was sweet and charming, full of information about the history of Brazil. Come to find out, she was a Brazilian National, married to Montcalvez after he emigrated there. She had no idea of what sort of business he was in and everything was hers from her side of the family. The estate, the house, the money - everything. Montcalvez was living on borrowed money. Litha and Alex exchanged more than one set of sad looks. This was going to break the woman's heart when her husband was arrested.
More than once Litha drifted off into a semi-lucid daydream about the night before with Frank. Her thighs and hips were a touch sore from the exertion. If she was feeling this way, she could only imagine what Frank was feeling like. When she grinned, Alex had a damned good idea of why.
--
Jake was out wandering the property, taking in the sights of the house itself. He was really scouting things out, but covered it by asking questions about the pieces of art and the architecture. The house staff was more than willing to answer his questions, taking pride in the house itself and the rich Braziliano history.
He kept a mental tally of the number of rooms and where they all were as he explored the house. No where to be seen, however was Geraldo Montcalvez. Nor did the house staff remember seeing him that morning. It was as if he'd vanished after dinner that night. He really began to be concerned when exploring the outer buildings. If Geraldo had skipped out... then something was wrong.
--
Frank had questioned every one of the house staff he came across as to the whereabouts of Senoras Broussard and Harris. Only one seemed to know where they were.
"You're sure?"
"Yes. They went horse riding with the Senora Montcalvez."
"And when will they be back?"
"Don't know. They didn't say."
Frank left the man, frustrated. He hadn't been able to find Jake either. This wasn't like any of them to just disappear like that.
With a frown of frustration, he headed out towards the stables to see if he could find either Alex, Litha or Senora Montcalvez.
--
Alex and Litha were in the stables with Senora Montcalvez when she was called away. That left the two women alone to talk. However, the light chitchat was interrupted by a messenger with a request for Alex to come immediately.
"Go on hon. I'll brush down the horses and meet you for lunch." Seska smiled and watched Alex go.
--
Frank was stopped by a messenger saying that Senora Broussard was waiting for him by the pool house.
"Finally. Well then, take me to her."
****