Faith Hope and Charity

Part 26...........To Rimington and into the future.

Niamh had given birth to a girl named Brigid Mary by a bouncing for joy Allan.

At 3 days old she was christened by Father Percival Tuck with Charity and Guy as godparents and the household celebrated this new life quietly as all around preparations were made for the move to Lancashire.

Riminton Manor had it's own staff that Guy had been getting to know over the last month as it was made ready for his family.
Therefore at first the only people to to be going were the 3 Gisbornes and 3 A dales.
Then as the ladies and their infants were climing into the carriage as their husband's mounted their horses the portly figure of Tuck came into view at a great speed for a man of his girth.
' Sir Guy, Lady Charity. I feel it is time for me to have a change of scenery again and I am somewhat loathe to see my godson disappear into the distance.
I wonder if perhaps your new empire might have room for another priest.

Guy looked unreadable for a moment then called to one of the guards. ' We need another horse here. Nottingham's loss of a priest is about to be Rimington's gain'.

And within half an hour Nottigham and the past had retreated into the distance..........

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6 months later........

The village of Rimington was thriving. Its older people could recall the time when the Gisborne's had lived in the area and their fall into disgrace.
Now they were glad to see the last Lord Gisborne's son back in the county of his birth and leading them so well.

Guy was more content than he had ever been before. His past was behind him and no one who knew of it ever mentioned it here.
He remembered Vasey's prepared methods of running an estate only as a model of how it should not be done.

He realised now how much he had learned from Merton. Strength combined with gentleness, punishment for the wrongdoer with protection for the innocent. A time for justice and a time for mercy. A time to be stern and a time to be light hearted.


There were as many felons and law breakers around as there ever were but in the Rimington domain they could expect no quarter when caught.

Punishments were severe and often carried out publically yet no one on the estate starved. Lady Charity of Rimington's successful scheme for animals and crops to be shared by the whole community had begun to bear fruit here too so no one was left without the means of paying taxes either.

Alan a Dale had come a long way from Sherwood Forest Outlaw. He was now Captain of the Rimington Guard and he Niamh and Brigid had their own home beside the Hall.
For Niamh wouldn't hear of her not serving Lady Charity any longer.

Baby Edward Gisborne now a strapping lad of 9 months who bade fair to be as tall, dark and handsome as his father was well loved by everyone as was tiny Brigid A dale. Though their Mothers were anxoius for the not to become spoiled.

As for Guy and Charity their love, now freed from fear was growing and blooming like the choicest flower.
Their love making was as passionate, joyful and unrestrained as ever.
The woodlands near the Hall had lots of places were many a couple consummated their union. Indeed many villagers could claim to have been concieved on the selfsame spot.
Guy winking at his wife after hearing of this said that it would only be good manners for them to embrace these local customs.

So they did. Many times. Most of the rooms in the hall had been pressed into service when lust had been too demanding to reach upstairs.
Even the well scrubbed kitchen table had found the Lady of the Manor sitting upon it with her skirts round her waist and her Lord thrusting vigorously between her thighs.

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2 months later............

A glowing golden early Autumn sunset. Charity was standing by her bedroom window letting the soft light and fragrant air wash over her as she waited for Guy's return.
He had been to Clitheroe to the quarterly Council of Nobles. She had something to tell him that she'd suspected for some while...........

Now she saw his long legs still in black leather stride towards the Hall and be blew a kiss up at her.
He was somewhat alarmed to be told that Lady Rimington wanted to see him upstairs in their room.
Normally she hurried anxious to embrace him........Unless.it meant............

Now he bounded upstairs and opened his bedroom. Charity at the window glowed with an extra happiness that he had seen before.

' Darling'. He pulled her against him for a kiss. Are you......?'

' Yes'. Charity smiled. Just over 3 months. It seems we both spotted the signs this time. You spoiled my surprise'. She pouted prettily then went back to continue the kiss with her husband.

' I'm going to have to be careful'. Guy mumured into her hair. ' As much as I want us to have a good brood to continue our line I don't want to wear you out with too much childbearing. If only you didn't inflame my desires so much'.

He was already opening her gown to free her breasts and Charity's hand was sliding tantalisingly over the concealed bulge of his erection.

' Don't you want to desire me My Lord ?' She flirted coquettishly. ' And do you want me not to desire you ?'

Guy lifted her into his arms. Lips already alternatly sucking softly at taut nipples.
Her whimpered response more fuel to his fire as he laid them both on the bed.

' Your love has been the greatest gift of my life'. His eyes were dark and glowing with emotion. Their intensity still a thrill to her.
His hands stroked at her breasts as his face bent to cover hers with soft adoring kisses.

' But for your love I might have been dead as a traitor now. I 'm weak but your love makes me strong.'
He removed Charity's gown completely. Letting a hand trail down her now naked body stroking tantalisingly at her inner thighs.

' We have this home because of your love for me'. His hands stroked all over her body. Avoiding her nipples and the needy wetness between her thighs letting the tension build. ' How could I not love you and long for you to keep loving me'.

He found himself taken by surprise and pushed onto his back with Charity removing his clothes with unhurried efficentcy.
' I couldn't love a heartless monster.' She told him softly. ' But from the start I knew that flawed as you are, badly as you'd behaved you had a soul that could be turned around. And all you needed was help and loving support'.

Her hands moved over his flesh now naked as her own and his hands continued their teasing strokes. Tension building in them both to fever pitch.

' I haven't saved you Guy. You have'. And the adoration in her eyes was nearly too wonderful to bear. ' I handed you the tools you needed that's all.
So you see My Lord. I can't not love you even if I wanted to stop. And I don't. Not ever'.

They were both as tense as bow strings now longing for relief for the throbbing in every nerve ending they had both caused.

No more words were needed now. Guy plunged his cock with exaggerated gentleness into the wet trembling heat of his wife's core.
Slowly very slowly he thrust in and out fixing his eyes onto hers watching and enjoying every tiny reaction.

Feeling her orgasm building bringing his own in it's wake. The sounds of their combined pleasure fit to shake the gates of Heaven.

Then they drifted back to their own little bit of earth safe in the best home they could ever have.

One another's arms.


**The End**