«It may as well be that one…»
Nicolas who had found her at last asked:
«Shall we dance, Myriam?
«No thank you…
«Then we'll you come and join me in the small drawing room?»
Myriam knew what it meant. She thought of her pretty dress he'd crumple as usual, of her pretty undies he'd tear… as usual. Yet it would probably be the last time… She sighed as she answered:
«Yes, I'll be there in five minutes' time.»
Nicolas went away hastily.
Myriam spotted her aunt dressed as a duenna, a most suitable dress as she was looking after her daughters who were nymphs for one night. Their dress was extremely light and… simple what couldn't be seen was easily guessed. Mrs. Cornavin was keeping a sharp eye on them for she was as careful of her daughters' virtue as of her niece's debauch…
Myriam came up to her with a faintly ironical air.
«You don't look very happy, though, your dress is a real success, it fits you immensely!»
The aunt retorted venomously:
«So is yours, I hope your loves are prosperous?»
Myriam's smile lit up:
«My dear aunt I only had to follow your advice, besides, your own affairs aren't so very bad?
«It would go much better if you cared to listen to me.»
Myriam didn't let the opportunity pass from her unheeded:
«In a few instants I'll come for you and we'll have a little chat in a quiet nook.
«Oh, Good!»
Mrs. Cornavin was somewhat surprised at this sudden show of good will.
«Yes, added Myriam, I am a good niece!»
The old duenna pulled herself together and muttered:
«Well may be she understood after all!»
Myriam was going to rush up the stairs that led up to the small drawing room, when Freddy stopped her.
«Remember what you promised me Myriam. I don't like waiting!
«Yes, to night, said Myriam… but before that I need your help…
«I'd do anything for you…
«When I'll beckon to you you'll slip into the lobby that is by the hall. It'll take you into the right wing. At the end of it there's a low blue door. You'll get in there and you'll wait for me…
«Yes… Will you..?
«Hush… You'll have your fill…»
Freddy looked at her as she went away and grunted:
«Good God! I never saw such a girl in my whole life, maybe she's bewitched!»
— «You've been very long, reproached Kozincko, as she entered the room.
«I couldn't run away, I wanted to do it on the sly. I am not transparent.
«Oh I know, said her lover, you had a perfect bevy of admirers about you.
«Jealous?
«Yes, and you know it, he sighed as she took of her mask. I'm jealous of everybody around you, their looks undress you.
«As long as it's but a matter of looks!
«Oh it wouldn't take them long to get further…
«And what about you? she asked.
«You know it well enough, you'll drive me crazy.»
He took her in his arms, kissed her neck, sought her lips. She freed herself gently.
«You know we haven't got time now. People will see we've vanished, and Ghislaine…
«I don't care I want you…
«Can't you wait till the night is over?
«No! he had slid his hands up her legs under the dress, he had already got two fingers inside her…
«You're very naughty. What about my dress?..»
Kozincko smiled:
«That won't bother us…»
Myriam knew she'd have to yield. She let him do, she wanted that piece of extra fucking to be over as soon as possible.
There was no couch there, but plenty of cushions. Nicolas laid a thick one on top of two others, pushed them in an angle and showed Myriam the fabric.
«Turn back and lay your elbows on this.
«What are you trying to do? she was cautious of strange postures.
«You'll see, I won't crumple your dress.»
Myriam obeyed.
Nicolas bent down, picked up the skirt folds and handed them to Myriam.
«Hold them will you? See… It's very easy.»
Nicolas stepped back and admired the landscape. Myriam's ass was stuck out invitingly. He exclaimed:
«You've got the fairest ass I ever met. Kneeling down he kissed the tender, rosy flesh, trying to slide his tongue under the laces.
«Please hurry! asked Myriam.»
Kozincko thought her impatience was due to her desire, and quickly opening his fly he took his cock out, slipped it between her thighs and nosed in gently assways. When felt her warmth penetrating the tip of his tool, he clutched madly at her waist and filled her in with a good many fat inches.
CHAPTER XIV
The evening was wearing on. It was long after midnight but the guests seemed unaware of it. The atmosphere was getting very gay. Everybody looked happy, and even the oldest among them were having a lively time of it.
Myriam had seen Ghislaine dancing and again with Jerome. Her eyes glinted darkly every time she saw him.
«I wonder what she'd say if she knew he's my lover, thought Myriam. But I'll wonder all the better in a few instants…»
She had caught sight of Freddy who was watching her impatiently. She beckoned to him as she had promised.
Her revenge was now at hand.
She saw by the fire place Kozincko slightly tipsy joking with the mayor. She waited a few minutes then went to the low blue door.
Freddy was ready to jump out of his skin, he rushed on her, kissed her long and passionately.
«Myriam, I thought you'd forgotten.
«I hadn't, but first I want you to help me.
«Anything you like…
«I'll be yours to-night but you'll have to do what I tell you.
I'd kill for you…
«Better than that, it's a revenge…
«I'll do it, what's it?»
Myriam told him what she wanted. Freddy could hardly believe his own ears.
