The girl's arrival was so timely that were both walking towards each other on the Outer Circle. They met at Kent Street and kissed each other's cheeks.
"To the second!" they said together, then laughed.
They didn't speak as they walked towards the lake, making their own path across the grass. Haggith was deep within her own thoughts. If she was part of Ultra dolorem, sisters in pain, then it was with her sister Michal, whose death she was still to avenge and Abigail who was walking by her side.
They arrived at their bench on the edge of the lake at Regents Park. It was their bench because it was too far across the lake for anyone to lip read without a telescope and that would be obvious.
"Dark thoughts, Haggith. Have they become your friends, are you reluctant to betray them?" Abigail said.
"Yes, yes and no."
Abigail just laughed and raised an eyebrow which said, explain.
"Yes, my thoughts are dark, yes they have become friends and NO I am not reluctant to betray them. Anyway it is not a betrayal. I will speak for them when we rule Britannia."
"Is their lovemaking vanilla, boring and British?"
Abigail made British sound like an insult.
"No, they have no idea how pain enhances pleasure but they are adventurous, very un-british."
It was Abigail's turn for dark thoughts. Until her last visit to Koenig she had always enjoyed her reward sex but she still had difficulty sleeping thinking about the dog.
"Dark thoughts, Abagail?"
"Koenig used the dog on me. I thought it was Baron, the fucking thing came inside me." She shuddered.
When Abigail had been mauled by Baron she was eleven. Haggith although a year younger, adopted the role of mother and had shared Abigail's pain, recovery and later, her terrors. She knew how her sister was feeling. She put her hand on Abigail's knee as an indication of support. Abigail enjoyed the contact until she was able to bring herself more under control, then she removed Haggith's hand. Koenig had punished the girls for cuddling, he never allowed his girls to fraternize. He said their only purpose was to please men not each other.
"Some of the John's who fucked me were really caring, gentle and considerate. I was more than a fuck but it feels like I only get joy in Koenig's cruel hands." Haggith said.
Abigail smiled, it was true.
"He has either enlightened us or spoiled us," she said.
The girls nodded it didn't matter which, it was what it was, they were never complete outside of his arms.
They stared at the lake, they watched the ducks paddling around dipping for food. The ducks were the only living thing in the park that didn't know that Hitler would be in England by Spring.
Abigail looked around, they were alone.
"What are your plans for the takeover?" Abigail asked.
"The club is not set up yet and Georgina is so good at that sort of stuff we'll leave it until she's finished."
"OK, how long?"
"She's at the Dorchester fucking her new husband but I think a week after she's back."
"That's fine, how will we gain control?"
"We need their compliance, Roger is tight with the MI5, so we can't take over from the top. The top probably is MI5."
"So what, turn them?"
"No they are hopelessly patriotic. Georgina is the key without her it would all come undone. We should kidnap her and hold her to ensure secrecy and compliance."
"OK, I'll arrange for her to be kidnapped."
"It wont work, I don't believe we have anyone good enough. I've seen her fight. She told one man mountain what she was going to do to him and he still couldn't stop her. I'll have to do it."
"You aren't a fighter!"
"I'll blind her, then even I could restrain her. I'll need a van to bundle her into."
"What, the water from boiled chillies."
"Yes, It will hurt but no lasting damage."
"Good thinking Haggith, will you get the Colonel to help you?"
"No he's a lame brain and such a fuddy-duddy he certainly wouldn't attack a woman. The fat head would probably help her."
"Do you want me to send Uriah to help?"
"No, I'll manage but make sure he's in the van, he has a few brain cells as well as muscles."
Abigail nodded, she was comfortable that Haggith had covered the angles.
"Here you go, your excuse for being out."
Haggith caught the reel of cotton that Abigail threw.
"I'll be sorry to leave the Dorchester," Roger said.
"You're sorry that we won't be naked all day."
"I can settle for, early morning, lunch, and all night."
"I love your optimism, Roger."
They looked in to see if Octavian was in his alcove, he wasn't so they caught a cab back to Little Sanctuary.
The place looked to be buzzing, Ashley had been put in charge of procurement, food and beverages and at her insistence Claire, her sister, had taken on the role of manager. The choices looked inspired the Hogarth club looked like the Dorchester.
Claire heard of their arrival, the grapevine was as good as the Dorchester's too.
"Welcome back Countess, your Lordship," Claire dipped.
"You have been practicing, do we have many peers?
"Yes, the Colonel's twelve friends also referred, so the club membership has grown during your honeymoon. It's now one hundred and eighteen."
"Who did the interviews?"
"Me and the goddesses."
Georgina was delighted, she hadn't been able to delegate much during the set up but clearly she had empowered.
"You are not needed, let's go back to the Dorchester."
"Georgina, please don't," Claire said, looking worried.
"Really!" Roger said, his hope dashed.
"Reggie said we have to be able to run the club without you but we need your flair to set it up right. Can you at least help before you go?"
"I'm not going back to the Dorchester," she eyed Roger, "my husband will need to get used to seeing me clothed."
They all laughed. Georgina pulled Claire into a hug. They were soon parted by Reggie who flew into the room like she was being chased by banshees.
"I've just got back, god, we've missed you."
"I've only been gone ten days."
"I know."
Reggie pulled Claire back into the hug. She was the first to break away.
"I have work to do," she said.
"Where is Brielle and Lola?" Georgina asked.
