Thursday, February 25, 2010

Upon a White horse, she rode.

Once upon a white horse, a naked lady was riding, This was to be her first and last time to ever be on a moon lit ride, on a horse and being naked. She had rode in a carriage many times but never on horse it’s self. The horse was a high stepper, trained to be a Show Horse and he was always taking bows and loved to hear the crowds cheer.

On this warm summer evening there was nothing going on around the old mansion and as she thought about the coolness out in the open, she had decided to take a short ride. She thought about dressing for the occasion, and she was reluctant to don the riding gear. She would put a saddle blanket on the horse and set upon it and enjoy the ride, since she would be alone. Perhaps a robe, to get to the stable and once the horse was ready, that would be it.

Out of the barn and opening the gate and down along the side of a creek she rode, she hadn’t gone far, when she heard laughter of people having fun. It sounded as if they were all swimming and enjoying themselves.

As she drew closer she was shocked to see all that was going on. Men and women were together and clothing was scattered everywhere. The horse was just as excited and thought they were cheering for him, He stretched out his front legs to take a bow and the lady slid off over the horses head, The naked lady was left there on the ground as the horse trotted away with her saddle blanket.

At first she thought about joining these people and get in on the fun. But as she got closer, she recognized the voice of her younger sister and then the voice of her husband and that of her young daughter. Several of the female servants were there and doing things that she would never have thought of doing.

She was confused and didn’t know what to do. It was then that she heard and saw others approaching with flash lights and dogs. Was this group out hunting or was it for some other reason? The lady slipped away as she didn’t want the dogs and men to discover her. She quietly left the area and was soon back at the stable. She recovered and put on her robe and went back into the old mansion. It wasn’t long after, that there were people gathering down stairs and the yelling and screaming was terrible. She dressed in a night gown and robe and went down where all the excitement was, She didn’t see her husband , sister or daughter anywhere among them. Then, in a few minutes all three came down the stairs looking as innocent as possible. Soon after, cars with husbands and wives were parking in the drive way. They had came to collect what belonged to them. There was still more shouting and crying as most of them drove away. The lady returned to her room, saying nothing to anyone, but she never went to sleep! She had thought of murder and other things to punish the guilty. But if they were to deny all accusations, then what could she do?

The next day, they were all late coming down stairs. And when they did, no one would look the others in the eye. There was guilt written all over their faces, but no one spoke. No one wanted to be the first to speak. Then one of the young maids came and knelt in front of the lady and ask to be forgiven. She said: she didn’t think she had a choice when the husband had ask her to join this group. She needed the job and what else could she have done?

It was then that the daughter ran back upstairs to her bed room and was crying and was worried about what would happen to her now. The husband stood there, saying not a word, with a defiant look on his face. The sister smiled and went back to her room, packed her bag and left the old mansion. The husband walked to the bar and poured himself a drink, then he held it up and drank a toast to his wife. He turned and left the old mansion and she never saw him again.

Sometime later, it was discovered that this old mansion had a Ghost, his name was Perkins and once he was a butler at this mansion. It was he who was responsible for those happenings!

Feb. 25, 2010
Ben R.

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