His Lordship will see you now

The next morning Rosie was busy hunting her cupboards for something to either make or adapt for Afternoon Tea with the Duchess.

Meanwhile, Damian was given the task of taking Matthew and Cyril to Lincolns Inn for some clothes and underwear.

Rosie had burnt most of their dirty clothes on their arrival.

Nigel Nicky and Robin tidied around and swept up, the parlour after the tasting.

These ladies of quality don't half leave a mess with their scones and cakes.

Yes, agreed Robin someone has got Jam on the sofa!.

Don't rub it, Ill ask Rosie what she uses as its good brocade and might pluck.

They could hear Rosie on the sewing machine, so she had obviously found something, or was starting from scratch.

Damian set off with his charges bound for Lincolns Inn. They were soon fully kitted out with new garb, the lads remarking on how nice the linen under drawers felt as distinct from the course wool, they had left home inn.

Damian remarked they certainly burned well when Rosie through them on the fire., after she had stripped them off them. They were walking along the Alleyway from Mr Richards, when Damian stopped abruptly. "Wait here lads" he instructed, and disappeared into a nearby shop.

He emerged with a small pouch, the lads couldn't help but ask what was in it.

"A present for Rosie, for all she s done for us all".

They immediately asked what they could give her, producing their money. Damian looked over the bustling street, as it was just on lunchtime. "Follow me" he said and crossed over.

They stopped outside a small shop, where a young girl sat outside on a chair holding a lace pillow and her fingers were darting over the pins stuck in the cushion, sh smiled as they approached. Damian led the way inside and there inside displayed in cabinets and shelves, was everything you could imagine made of lace.

There were collars, cuffs, Jabots. etc.

The lads gaped in amazement.

An elderly lady approached, them. "Can I help you Young Sirs" she asked.

Damian replied "I would like some lace cuffs or collar for a lady",

"Well I ve all the popular types at various prices, to suit all".

"French lace, such as Alencon or Chantilly, Venitian lace comes slightly cheaper.

Honiton or Nottingham , is slightly cheaper than the French but equal quality"!.

"Could I see some cuffs and a collar in the Honiton please"

Right you are Sir, a wise choice as is of equal quality I think, but dose nt incur Tax!.

She produced a small box and laid several items on the counter,

"there we are" she said, "As nice as you would get abroad and half the price".

Damian involved the lads in his choice and a very nice collar and some edging for the sleeves were chosen.

Damian handed over the money and told the lads he wouldn't be giving it to Rosie until the day before the Duchesses afternoon tea.

As they left Damian, popped a half sovereign on the young girls pillow and complemented her on her lace making!,

She immediately rushed inside to show what she had been given,

the lady called, Thank you Sir, across the street.

Back at Rosie s, everyone was busy and

the house looked clean and tidy again. Preparations were in hand for the visit to the Duchesses,

less than a week away, Matthew and Cyril. dashed up to their room to try on their new underwear and clothing.

Rosie came down from the workroom with a large pink Satin skirt.

"I found this, and am thinking it will make a nice dress for the Tea.

She was suddenly interrupted by a noise from upstairs, What on earth is that commotion?

I will go and see said Damian, as he got to the landing it was coming from the two lads room, the door was open and squeals and noises were emanating through the open doorway.

Rather than trying on their new clothes, both lads were naked. Matthews mouth was sucking deep on Cyrils cock, who was squealing in delight"

Oh Oh Oh he cried out as Matthew licked Cyrils shaft up and down teasing the bell now and then with his tongue in the piss slit. Watching, rather than remonstrating the lads for their noise, he felt his cock hardening at the sight, and went to find Nicky. who was reading in their room, casting his clothes off as he went, he stripped the surprise Nicky and entered him and gave him a real hard but affectionate fucking.

Hearing the commotion Rosie decided by the various words she could hear, someone was having a good time. The day of the Afternoon Tea at the Duchesses arrived, and everyone was up early and washed and dressed.

The Coach was arriving at 2pm prompt to take them.

Damian had given her the lace, the day before so she could attach it to the dress.

But they were keeping the ear bobs as a surprise, Rosie didnt have her ears pierced, so Damian had been careful to select the vice and screw type.

By 1 30 all the lads were dressed as before for the tea tastings, Matthew and Cyril felt really posh in their smart new underdrawers.

Rosie had bought them all silk stockings to wear with their smart tail coats.

Rosie came down at three quarters, fan in hand and wearing a new dress made from the pink satin they had seen a few days ago. It really suited her and she had found some matching ribbon for the dowagers brooch. The new lace was attached to the half sleeves and the collar framed Rosie s ample bosom.

"Are we all ready?" she asked,

Not Quite said Damian as he produced the earbobs.

they were held by a small diamond and a delicate sapphire drop hung from it. She went around and gave them all a hug, just as the coach to take them to the Duchesses London House arrived.

The Driver got down from the coach and opened the door.

Rosie got in the carriage first, waving to her neighbours who had seen the coach pull up.

It had been suggested that Damian and Nigel and originally Robin and Nicky would ride inside, but when the coachmen offered them the two seats either side of him, it was no contest. Nicky and Robin were up top as quick as possible. Matthew and Cyril locked up and closed the carriage door and took their places on the footplate at the back, where two footmen usually stood.

The coach set off, and they all were enjoying the ride, especially as before long, they entered the Strand, with its shiny Georgian residences. Nicky and Robin were having various sights pointed out to them by the friendly coachman. They passed a couple of parks, and finally the coach slowed and turned into the gates of the Duchesses London Home.

With their arrival, the doors under the enormous porch were thrown open and A Butler and two maids rushed to the carriage.

they helped them indoors and the Butler led the way,

The lads were speechless, for once, only Nigel had seen a house similar to this except, his, due to the lack of finance, had seen better days.

The Duchess is waiting in the Gold Salon.

As though the Entrance hall hadn't impressed the lads enough, the Gold Salon was magnificent.

the Duchess rose to Greet them, The lads bowed and Rosie a bob curtsey. "No no need for that your friends", the Duchess said. She indicated that Rosie was to sit next to her, so the lads took the vacant seats, Damian and Nigel in the two armchairs, while the others settled themselves on the two settees

"We will ring Pearson, when we require tea, ask Perkins to serve the sherry will you l". Pearson left the room and he was heard to summon Perkins, who entered with a tantalus of sherry, which she placed on the sideboard. She gave out sherry to all and then took her leave.

The Duchess was all this time engaged in animated conversation with Rosie,

even allowing Rosie to call her Violet as it was informal.

She told Rosie, who had remarked on the beautiful house, that the Duke had fortunately been of great service to Queen Anne, and therefore the title continued by both the male and female line. So when he had been killed after a fall from a horse, she inherited it all.

His family were furious, but couldn't do a thing about.

"I have a confession ", the Duchess said "I think why you and I hit it off from the start is you treat me like yourself and are yourself with me".

"I am not of noble birth, unlike the Duke who had centuries of history behind him".

"I am a former actress and was on the stage for a number of years and quite successful".

"His family were horrified, when he proposed to me. Actresses being regarded by them as one step up from Courtesans and prostitutes"! "So you see I am possibly lower on the social scale than you!.

"By the way it has come to my ears how kind you have been giving these lads, waving her fan in their direction a home and taking care of them".

I don't think I could manage now without them, she said its like having my lads back with me, and a bonus few besides.

Violet smiled and rang the hand bell.

The doors were thrown open tables brought out and servants busied themselves serving tea.

After Tea they took their leave with the Duchess promising to see them at the next tasting and instructing Webster, the housekeeper to enter it in her diary, she walked with Rosie to the coach saying she would possibly be bringing a friend to the tasting. Of course said Rosie, puzzled.

The coach pulled away this time Matthew and Cyril sat on the top with the coachman,

Nicky and Robin on the footplate,

Nicky a bit worried at first till he got his balance and hung tightly on to the bar.

That evening they were all full of the afternoon, and retired fairly evening Rosie had changed, put away her finery and was sitting in her chair by the fire. When she turned hearing a noise and looked to see NigeI . "Ok if I come sit with you?",

"Of course" said Rosie, pulling up the other chair, "I wanted a word with you". Rosie asked if he and Damian would be willing to try and fnd to more lads to help.

Nigel said he would as they both enjoyed the excitement rescuing Matthew and Cyril. "Ok you ask Damian tomorrow and see what he says".

"Will do and went up to join Nicky, who he cuddled up to and fell fast asleep" Rosie fell fast asleep in her rocking chair and was there till morning.

To Be continued