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SAMANTHA'S SUMMER PART 1
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       BY THE MARQUIS DE BOOTS

School had just ended for Samantha, a sophomore at a highschool in 
Langley West Virginia. Sam had waited for this summer for a long time 
But this summer was going to be a whole lot different from the others. 
Samantha was going to visit her aunt who had a farm in England. The farm 
also had stables which was what Samantha was really looking forward to.

Samantha's aunt, Victoria, was waiting for her at the airport. Victoria 
was tall and beautiful, with black hair down to her shoulders and green
eyes. She was a typical English beauty with a sort of firmness and 
authority one would expect from and English aunt. The drive from the
city to the farm was a pleasant one, and a summer breeze blew through the
open windows. Samantha was quiet but her aunt kept talking about how
everything worked on the farm and how much fun it was going to be for
Samantha. Samantha couldn't wait to get to the farm.

Once they arrived Victoria helped Samantha with her luggage and showed
her the farm house. It was a cosy little house with four bedrooms
upstairs and the living quarters downstairs. The house also had a
basement that was hidden by a door.
"What's down there?", asked Samantha.
"Nothing, just some old stuff.", replied her aunt. Then Victoria turned
to Samantha and said in a stern voice, "Promise me that you will not go
down there!", she was firm and threatening.
"I won't."

It was late afternoon when they arrived and Victoria decided to show
Samantha the stables, just a quick tour of where everything was. The
stable was a quaint wooden building that housed six horses, the tack and
feed. After they were done in the stables, they went inside for dinner.
Dinner was cottage pie and salad, washed down with grape juice. It was
a tasty dinner, but Samantha wasn't very hungry, she was rather tired
from the days flight and so she went off to bed early.

The next day Samantha woke up early and found her aunt in the kitchen
making breakfast. Scrambled eggs and toast. Her aunt served the 
breakfast and they ate in silence. Afterward, they both had coffee
and Victoria said, "I'm goign riding this morning, would you like
to come with?". Samantha didn't need to be asked again, she nodded
her head wildly. "Ok, then after breakfast we'll see if we can find
you a pair of jodhpurs and riding boots."

After they had cleared the table and washed up, they went upstairs
to Victoria's bedroom. Victoria opened a cupboard and pulled out a
number of jodhpurs. She handed a couple to Samantha. Then she
opened another cupboard and asked Samantha for her shoe size. She
then selected a pair of black dress boots and handed them to 
Samantha. "Go try them on.", she said.

Samantha left the room and went to the guest room where she was
staying. She closed the door and started to undress. Once she was in
her underwear she tried on a pair of white jodhpurs. They were a little
tight around her slim waist. She pulled them off and tried on another
pair of cream colored jodhpurs. This time they fit perfectly. She then
slid on a pair of socks and tried the boots.

They were new and hadn't been worn before, they still had the smell of
new leather. Samantha slid her right leg into the right boot, struggling
a little to pull it on. Once it was on she stood up and tested it. It was
tight, but a good fit. Next came the left boot which went on a little 
easier than the right one. She stood up and looked at the boots on her
feet, and coudn't help but notice how beautiful they looked. She looked
at herself in a full-length mirror and was amazed at what she saw. It was
as if the jodhpurs and boots had transformed her into a beatiful young
woman. Her waist looked slender in the jodhpurs and her lovely long legs 
looked even longer in the boots.

There came a knock at the door. It was her aunt telling her to hurry up.
She quickly pulled on a light blue shirt and tied her blonde hair into a
ponytail. Then left the room. She leaped down the stairs, each time her
boots hit a stair she heard the heel land firmly, it was a wonderous sound
to her. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she found her aunt waiting
impatiently for her. "I try to ride everymorning at exactly the same time,
please don't be late again.", said her aunt in that all too familiar stern
voice. "I'm sorry.", appologised Samantha.

Her aunt was also dressed in riding clothes. Black dress boots, black jodhpurs,
a white blouse and black hunting cap. She also looked very good in her outfit.
They dashed out the door and headed for the stables. As soon as they got there
they each saddled a horse and leaped into the saddle. As they rode off, Samantha
noticed that her aunt was a skilled equestrienne and that she would have a hard
time keeping up with her aunt. Samantha had only been horse riding once before.

They rode for most of the day and when they returned both were tired so they had
dinner and went straight to bed. Samantha fell asleep within minutes and dreamed
that she was in a field with sheep and horses, and that she was lying on her back
on the grass watching the world spin around and the clouds float by above her. 
Then she was woken by her aunt. 

Her Aunt was again dressed in her riding gear, but explained to Samantha that she
was going riding early and that Samantha could sleep longer if she wanted to.
Samantha agreed to sleep longer and her aunt left. Samantha soon drifted of to
sleep once again and slept for a number of hours before waking up. When she woke
up she got up and out of bed and pulled on a pair of pants and a sweater. Then
she went downstairs.

The house was quiet and nobody was in it besides Samantha, she went into the kitchen
and made coffee. While waiting for the kettle to boil she stared out of the window at
the poor rainy weather and was glad that she stayed. She couldn't imagine how her Aunt
would want to ride in the rain. She sat at the table and had her coffe thinking about
her few days in England so far. They had been ok, but nothing very exciting, nothing had
happened that was worth telling her friends back at home.

Then Samantha remembered what her Aunt had said about the basement, what was it that
she was hiding. What could possibly be down there? She knew she should not go down
there but the curiosity grew inside her, until she decided to take a quick peep.
Besides, no one would know that she had been down there to have a quick look around.
She got up and went to the door and turned the handle. It opened and she went in,
closing the door behind her. She was in total darkness and slowly made her way
down the stairs until she reached the bottom. She could hardly see anything, not
even her hand in front of her face, it was so dark. She felt for the light switch
and flicked it up. The light came on almost blinding her.

When her eyes adjusted to the light she could make out what it was that her aunt was
hiding. The basement had been converted into a home dungeon, with shckles hanging
from the wall, candles all over the place and even a cross. Along one wall was a
chest of drawers and Samantha went over to it.

The END.

Comments, suggestions, flames, etc - all welcome.
Marquis De Boots - mastertcm@hotmail.com