Life for Charles passed slowly on the Estate, boredom settles in so easily in the country and he looked forward to his amorous weekends back in the city, though he was growing more and more needful of an American woman, someone he could better relate to. Alas tall, green-eyed, blonds are few and far between in Argentina so Charles found his sexual pleasure where he could. However he made a strict point of never bringing back any of his dates back to the townhouse, for he feared Felina, or Serena, might take extreme offense to this, and he was correct in his assumption as Felina would have become enraged if she ever found her beloved Charles in the arms of another. Yet, Felina did not show the same respect to Charles as she frequently would parade around her young 'Lotharios' at the country club, townhouse and poolside at the Estate. Though Charles was always most welcoming to Felina's gentlemen callers, but secretly he wanted to punch their teeth down their throats, but our Charles was a true gentleman and his jealosy could never surpass his reason, so he was more than able to muster up a little civility and graciousness for them all, but this was only out of respect to Felina.
Soon the long Summer passed into Fall late in March, down in the Southern Hemisphere, with not much occurring, it was around the first weekend in April when Xation, Bengiman and Carlo jetted off to Augusta, Georgia for the Master's PGA tournament, as they did every year, for Carlo had acquired lifetime passes a few years back. Charles wanted desperately to go along on the trip to get away from his dreary existence, but alas he was not invited. Then in May Felina and Serena, with great excitement, told Charles they were packing for their annual trip to Monaco for the Formula 1 race, this was made a tradition five years ago when Felina was engaged to one of the drivers on the FIA circuit, however the engagement was broken off due to her constant cheating, but Felina had developed a much greater love for Formula 1 racing, and the handsome drivers, than her betrothed. For Felina was able to show her fiance unity, respect, and honor but she lacked any talent or passion for loyalty so the two did not marry.
Felina was always so happy every year to fly to Nice, on the south coast of France, and board the luxury sailing vessel, the Il Ponte; which would sail them along the Cote d'Azur to Monte Carlo, then on to Monaco for four days. Charles grew eager for his invitation on this magnificent trip but he was informed this vacation was just for Xation, Serena and Felina. Charles was upset, feeling more like a member of the staff than a member of the family, but he was glad to know Bengiman was not included in their plans either. Charles was not looking forward to sharing the town house with Bengiman, back in Buenos Aires, so he remained at the Estate that cold, rainy weekend spending hours playing countless games of backgammon and chess with Aphina and Carlo, whom over the past few months had become like a mother and father to Charles, and their love and affection towards him was a comfort to his gentle soul.
When the the happy trio returned home, deeply tanned and well rested, Xation could sense Charles was unhappy he was not invited to go sailing in the Mediterranean, so in the middle of June, just before the short days and long nights of Winter set in down in South America, Xation, along with Hays, Bengiman and Charles all flew up to Aruba for two weeks; where they went deep sea fishing, swimming in the ocean, eating and drinking in their lavish, glutenous fill, living like 'modern day' princes, Xation, of course, playing the part of their King. Xation Day was a King, of his own making, being able to come and go as he pleased in life, having no one to answer to but God.
Our poor, Charles had come to this island longing for the sun and turquoise blue waters, the white sugar-like sand, with a pina colada in his hand, surrounded by the topless bathing beauties, the scent of coconut oil lifted from their golden skin through the air upon the warm tropic breeze, mixing with the sweet smell from the tropical flowers of Jasmine and Plumeria. Xation, Hays, Bengiman and Charles had a wonderful time relaxing together, enjoying each other's company, getting to know the friendly, local ladies. However, like all time in paradise, life on the lush, green isle flew by too quickly and soon the four friends were headed back on Xation's company plane to the cold grey Winter's day, where life on the Estate was very quiet. For it was Summer on the Costa del Sol in the South of Spain, where Aphina and Carlo would spend their days with Carlo's mother and father, the grandparents of Xation, Felina and Serena. The riding academy closed for the season, the gate house empty, just two maids remained to tend to the palatial home.
Charles was left on his own, he would occasionally go out exploring the country side and tiny villages, driving around for hours seeing what little adventure he could get up to, but he found few thrills to fill his heart with so he moped about until September. Fortunately soon Summer returned, bringing life and people back to the Estate, the gatehouse full of new students and the instructors at Felina's riding academy, this gave Charles the much needed human interaction, and conversation he had been starved for. Now when November was coming to a close, on the last Thursday of that month, Aphina and her daughters surprised Charles with a traditional American Feast of Thanksgiving, so he would not be so homesick for his life back in the United States. Charles was delighted all came to gather 'round the long table in the formal dining room, where they were all served roast turkey, with chestnut stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, candied yams, homemade crescent rolls, Waldorf salad, pumpkin pie with whipped cream, and pecan pie served with vanilla ice cream. Charles was delighted by this and he told all those gathered at the impeccably set table that day how thankful he was, indeed, for being welcomed into their family and Felina, Serena, Xation, Bengiman, Hays, Carlo, Aphina, and a few welcomed friends and guests, all lifted their glasses of champagne in a cheerful spirit of unity and friendship, telling Charles how much he was appreciated and loved.
Soon the long Summer passed into Fall late in March, down in the Southern Hemisphere, with not much occurring, it was around the first weekend in April when Xation, Bengiman and Carlo jetted off to Augusta, Georgia for the Master's PGA tournament, as they did every year, for Carlo had acquired lifetime passes a few years back. Charles wanted desperately to go along on the trip to get away from his dreary existence, but alas he was not invited. Then in May Felina and Serena, with great excitement, told Charles they were packing for their annual trip to Monaco for the Formula 1 race, this was made a tradition five years ago when Felina was engaged to one of the drivers on the FIA circuit, however the engagement was broken off due to her constant cheating, but Felina had developed a much greater love for Formula 1 racing, and the handsome drivers, than her betrothed. For Felina was able to show her fiance unity, respect, and honor but she lacked any talent or passion for loyalty so the two did not marry.
Felina was always so happy every year to fly to Nice, on the south coast of France, and board the luxury sailing vessel, the Il Ponte; which would sail them along the Cote d'Azur to Monte Carlo, then on to Monaco for four days. Charles grew eager for his invitation on this magnificent trip but he was informed this vacation was just for Xation, Serena and Felina. Charles was upset, feeling more like a member of the staff than a member of the family, but he was glad to know Bengiman was not included in their plans either. Charles was not looking forward to sharing the town house with Bengiman, back in Buenos Aires, so he remained at the Estate that cold, rainy weekend spending hours playing countless games of backgammon and chess with Aphina and Carlo, whom over the past few months had become like a mother and father to Charles, and their love and affection towards him was a comfort to his gentle soul.
When the the happy trio returned home, deeply tanned and well rested, Xation could sense Charles was unhappy he was not invited to go sailing in the Mediterranean, so in the middle of June, just before the short days and long nights of Winter set in down in South America, Xation, along with Hays, Bengiman and Charles all flew up to Aruba for two weeks; where they went deep sea fishing, swimming in the ocean, eating and drinking in their lavish, glutenous fill, living like 'modern day' princes, Xation, of course, playing the part of their King. Xation Day was a King, of his own making, being able to come and go as he pleased in life, having no one to answer to but God.
Our poor, Charles had come to this island longing for the sun and turquoise blue waters, the white sugar-like sand, with a pina colada in his hand, surrounded by the topless bathing beauties, the scent of coconut oil lifted from their golden skin through the air upon the warm tropic breeze, mixing with the sweet smell from the tropical flowers of Jasmine and Plumeria. Xation, Hays, Bengiman and Charles had a wonderful time relaxing together, enjoying each other's company, getting to know the friendly, local ladies. However, like all time in paradise, life on the lush, green isle flew by too quickly and soon the four friends were headed back on Xation's company plane to the cold grey Winter's day, where life on the Estate was very quiet. For it was Summer on the Costa del Sol in the South of Spain, where Aphina and Carlo would spend their days with Carlo's mother and father, the grandparents of Xation, Felina and Serena. The riding academy closed for the season, the gate house empty, just two maids remained to tend to the palatial home.
Charles was left on his own, he would occasionally go out exploring the country side and tiny villages, driving around for hours seeing what little adventure he could get up to, but he found few thrills to fill his heart with so he moped about until September. Fortunately soon Summer returned, bringing life and people back to the Estate, the gatehouse full of new students and the instructors at Felina's riding academy, this gave Charles the much needed human interaction, and conversation he had been starved for. Now when November was coming to a close, on the last Thursday of that month, Aphina and her daughters surprised Charles with a traditional American Feast of Thanksgiving, so he would not be so homesick for his life back in the United States. Charles was delighted all came to gather 'round the long table in the formal dining room, where they were all served roast turkey, with chestnut stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, candied yams, homemade crescent rolls, Waldorf salad, pumpkin pie with whipped cream, and pecan pie served with vanilla ice cream. Charles was delighted by this and he told all those gathered at the impeccably set table that day how thankful he was, indeed, for being welcomed into their family and Felina, Serena, Xation, Bengiman, Hays, Carlo, Aphina, and a few welcomed friends and guests, all lifted their glasses of champagne in a cheerful spirit of unity and friendship, telling Charles how much he was appreciated and loved.
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