Chapter Fifteen- Suspicion
A bright morning sky greeted Pasha through large bedroom windows, as she crawled out of her large bed, and away from a seemingly sleeping form of the young pretty maid she had spent the night with. She could see the brilliance of the sun, and the gloriously blue sky that framed it over her island. It was a dream of a day, but it seemed like it was not moving the gorgeous young woman.
It had been a long and eventful night for Pasha and her diminutive ‘she-toy". They had done their little sexual cavorting until only a short time ago. Now being very early in the morning time, the young little sexual partner of Pasha’s was played right out and had fallen soundly asleep from extreme fatigue.
Pasha stood beside the bed and gazed at the sleeping form, and decided to let this pretty plaything get some rest. The young blonde was still covered in sweat streaks, her small body reddened and sticky from the nights escapades with the binding leather wristlets still on her thin arms where the tall girl had put them back on sometime during their session.
The tall lady at the bedside sighed and took off her harness and the dildo that affixed in it, letting it clatter to the hardwood floor. She knew it had done it’s work, judging by the girl on the bed, and her own body still sticky with fluids and a little blood. The maid called Ashley did not even stir as the sex toy hit the floor, obviously her fatigue was complete
The long dark haired girl decided to go and grab some coffee from the kitchen and see what this day might bring her, opting not to sleep for awhile longer. She had no urge to get some sleep for herself, her mind seemed to be preoccupied. Pasha donned her thin blue dressing robe and made her way out of the room with great stealth.
Although it seemed like such a glorious day outside, and the night that she had just had was event-filled, she found herself feeling very troubled as she made her way downstairs. A very strange, very hollow feeling was gripping her from the inside, clouding her mind with doubts of herself, and other things. She did not know why she was feeling the way she was.
She always had found great pleasure when she finally had caught a partner that could last out a night of sexual play with her, and she did find the pretty young maid last night mor than just up to the task, but today she found herself not feeling any joy from it. The whole experience had left her feeling basically emotionally empty and completely unfulfilled, something she never had felt after sex before.
With a small grimace of confusion on her face, Pasha knew that what she was feeling was not about the pretty little blonde gal that had submitted to her every single sexual whims over the course of the night, that she was absolutely sure of. She found whatever she was feeling started and ended right with her. That revelation really was confusing her, and she found herself questioning herself with every thought.
She had never felt anything like this before and it was beginning to attack her own psyche. She could not shake the feeling loose or even lessen it a little, as she found herself thinking about the beautiful blonde haired girl named Lori... as she had done throughout her sexual session with the maid. She was hoping that a quiet cup of hot coffee would help calm whatever feelings these were.
With the skimpy see through powder blue dressing robe flowing behind her, the long legged young woman finally found her way through the house and into the kitchen. Ms. Lewis found her housewoman, Miss Edwards, sitting at the table, reading the newspaper as was her custom every morning. This morning was slightly different, the older woman seemed to be very focused on something on the front page.
Pasha poured a mug of coffee, relishing the smell of it as it wafted to her nose. She was just about to head out on the patio to enjoy her coffee in the brightness before the predicted heat hits, when Miss Edwards stopped her with her voice.
" What have you done now, Pasha Lynn Lewis?" She said, almost angrily, using the girl’s full name.
The young woman stared at the lady, perplexed with the question put to her. She looked at her long time employee, trying to make sense of this unexplained accusation.
" Pardon me?" She said in reflex, her mind already muddled with other things at the moment.
The lady stood up and abruptly shoved the paper she had been reading right in front of the girl’s face.
" Are you behind this shit that is here in the paper?" She asked loudly.
Pasha squinted at the brown turning grey haired lady, unsure of the lady’s tirade of words to her
" Behind... what?" Said Pasha, taking a step back for the woman. " Are you drunk or something?"
" Just read this... then tell me the truth." Said the woman crossly, taking a step closer to the girl.
Pasha took the newspaper from Miss Edwards and sat down to read whatever it was, not really understanding.
Right there in front of the girl’s eyes, she saw the headline in it’s bright boldface type, ‘Youth rapes two girls’. She noticed the large picture under the print, and saw a young man being led off by police in handcuffs. She gasped loudly, eye widening. She immediately had recognized the youth in the picture.
" Brian?" She sputtered loudly, nearly dropping her mug.
Miss Edwards seemed to ignore the girl’s reaction to seeing the headline, then snuffed her disbelief.
" Are you trying to deflect the fact that you did got your cousin do this horrid thing?" She asked slowly, her eyes reading the sleek features of Pasha’s.
" Why would I do something like that?" Pasha gasped, her face was one of shock with the accusation leveled at her.
" I am thinking that it was because of that girl who had stopped your advances, and also to prove my words last night wrong?" The house woman said, putting her thoughts out there for the girl to know. " You always have had a need for the final word on things, and you never liked to have your needs not met."
" I don’t even know what he did yet..." Pasha said, holding the paper as she began to read.. " What in heaven’s name are you accusing me of?"
Miss Edwards put her hands on her hips in a authoritative stance, glaring right at the almost naked girl.
" Just read the bloody paper, and you tell me if you have had anything to do with it." Pushed Miss Edwards.
The woman was very skeptical of the girl’s reaction of innocence, but she left what she said as what she had, and simply let the girl read the article. Eyeing the girl, Miss Edwards just stood back to watch whatever emotional reaction would be coming from her employer’s daughter.
Pasha began to read the article voraciously, seeing in print what the lad had done in the media’s very clear point form. Every line she seemed to pull into herself, her eyes never pausing for a second. Her posture became more and more stiff with every second she read. The long haired beauty’s facial expression went blank and she seemed to be teetering a little as she sat there.
Once finished reading the headline article Pasha dropped the paper on the table in front of her, and gasped. She jumped to her feet, and ran to the door of the kitchen. She burst out of the room, and raced through the house with a flurry of odd noises coming from her, none of which were actually understandable.
Miss Edwards sat down at the table where Pasha had been sitting. She looked at the headline on the front page of the paper, and took a deep breath in.
" It seems I made a jump to accuse you a little too quickly..." She said to the now empty kitchen. " You had no clue what your cousin was doing."