The Au Pair
Set in a dystopian near future, an au pair comes to London hoping to lift her life from a...

001 :: A Record of Facts
Her first words in London were to a border guard.  A nondescript looking man. ...

002 :: Terms and Conditions
The border guard held up his hand miming lifting a suitcase. Luggage....

003 :: Airport
The young woman was seated with her head resting on her hands when a young man came into...

004 :: The Train
The young woman stared out the train window.  She watched her new country...

005 :: The Shops
The street was bright.  Warm.  It was busy.  Nice shops.  The young...

006 :: Delivery
The young woman and Simon had  been standing at the door for nearly five...

007 :: An Entrance Hall
Peter gestured for Naomi to step into the house.  Her first step into her new...

008 :: Welcome
Peter knelt next to the small table.  He gestured for Naomi to sit.  On the...

009 :: How to undress
You can get undressed now. (Peter) Naomi nodded.  She was expecting this. ...

010 :: Pubic hair
It is alright to shave your pubic hair. (Peter) Naomi read what he had said. Yes....

011 :: Shower
Would you like to shower now. (Peter) Naomi examined where Peter had shaved her. ...

012 :: Pic
Would you like to take your pic now. (Peter) Naomi looked at him. You must have a...

013 :: Sex talk
Naomi and Peter were sitting on the bed.  Neither looked comfortable. You can...

014 :: Watchers
Today I am going to show you the house.  Then I will teach you what to do.  The...

015 :: The House
Peter followed Naomi up the stairs.  She led them to a very large room.  The...

016 :: What we do
Cinema.  Peter.  Select. (Peter) The screen lit up.  It had a...

017 :: Making Sushi
Time to cook. (Peter) Naomi stood watching Peter wiping down the kitchen...

018 :: A Table
Peter placed a stool at the end of the coffee table in the sitting area.  He laid a...

019 :: Phoebe and George
Hi Peter (Phoebe) Evening Phoebe.  Can I take that for you.  Diane is in the...

020 :: Letter
Dearest Sister Day two.  I woke up to my first full day in London feeling so...

021 :: Exploring her Skroll
Naomi woke in an empty bed.  She had gone to sleep alone.  Sprawled.  In...

022 :: Playback
Naomi touched the picture of the master lifting sushi from her nipple.  It was the...

023 :: Ear worm speaker
Naomi looked at the door.  It opened.  Peter came in. Good morning....

024 :: Coffee
Naomi typed on her Skroll.  She spoke in English..  Show my....

025 :: Dreams
Tell me your dreams. (Peter) To have a house like this.  To have parties that are...

026 :: Miller
Shall I tell you our duties for today. (Peter) Yes. Please. (Naomi) We have to tidy...

027 :: Letter
Dearest Sister, Day Three.  This is the best time of the day, the time I can type...

028 :: First Morning Duties
Naomi woke before the alarm.  She sat up.  Bold red figures appeared on the...

029 :: Reflection and Revelation
Naomi opened her Skroll.  She tapped on her image.  Scrolled back to her...

030 :: Breakfast
Peter’s Skroll buzzed.  He spoke quietly for Naomi to read the translation...

031 :: Letter
Dearest Sister, Day four.  Sometimes things are a little silly here.  I made...

032 :: Learning to ehhlie
Peter came into the room.  Naomi was lying on the bed. You get used to the...

033 :: Shopping
Naomi and Peter walked down the high street.  Across the lights.  Back forty...

034 :: The Poor
Peter opened his Skroll.  He tapped.  The screen changed to blue.  He...

035 :: The Gym
Shall I show you the gym. (Peter) Naomi nodded.  Peter stood.  Naomi...

036 :: Free to laugh
Naomi and Peter walked back to M&S to collect their order.  This time the door...

037 :: Two animations by Jack
Naomi lay on the bed.  Opened her Skroll.  She tapped on the picture of...

038 :: Music to play memories to
A pot of water was boiling in the kitchen.  Naomi stood next to it.  Peter...

039 :: Letter
Dearest Sister Day five and today I report that everything is just right in...

040 :: Second morning duties
Peter woke Naomi.  She jolted.  She looked frightened as she worked out where...

041 :: Music, magic and sex
Naomi opened the bedroom door.  Peter was sleeping. Naomi put one earpiece in her...

042 :: Cooking is not my thing
Peter came up the stairs.  Naomi sat at the breakfast bar.  Two bowls. ...

043 :: A mother
Naomi and Peter were sitting at the end of the garden. What this. (Naomi) Oh. ...

044 :: As if not spoken aloud
Peter and Naomi sat in silence at the end of the garden.  The Thames on the one end...

045 :: Bathing Diane
Naomi lay asleep on the lower terrace.  Peter woke her. Diane will be home...

046 :: Watching a film with Peter
Peter looked up when Naomi entered the cinema room.  He pointed to the sofa chair...

047 :: Letter
Dearest Sister Day six and I hope you will write to me soon.  Everything has...

048 :: The au pair at work
Naomi awoke in the dark.  Her movement caused the alarm to light up.  Red...

049 :: Practicing anal
Naomi sat watching the door.  Waiting for Peter to come in.  When he did she...

050 :: John sets Naomi a task
Naomi sat wrapped in her towel.  Just out of the shower.  Peter lay on his...

051 :: Cooking breakfast with Maelle
Peter stood in front of the open fridge.  Naomi sat at the breakfast table looking...

052 :: Street Advertisement
Naomi closed the door quietly.  She was wearing her ehhlies.   She had her...

053 :: Sparkle protests
Naomi stopped at M&S.  Orders and collections.  She tapped the...

054 :: Silence like discouragement
They were quiet in the house.  Quite like they did not know how to start a...

055 :: Letter
Dearest Sister Day seven and I can see the potential for me here.  The streets...

056 :: Flirting one oh one
Naomi put her Skroll on the shelf.  She pulled on her pink gloves.  She started...

057 :: No one to talk to
The Skroll buzzed.  Naomi picked it up.  An alert.  Diane wanted to be...

058 :: A numbers games
Peter heard a sigh.  He started.  Turned to the screen.  They were nearly...

059 :: A bull horn
Peter.  Bring the bull horn to my room when you are done. (Diane) Diane left the...

060 :: Lessons in erotic dance

Naomi woke before her alarm.  She looked at the bold red numbers floating above her head for half a minute.  She got up.  The light in the bathroom lit dimly as a night light.  Naomi splashed water on her face.  Brushed her teeth.  Pulled her hair into a single tie.  Lubricated her sex.  Lubricated her arse.  

She took her Skroll with her to the kitchen.  Naomi looked out the window at the garden.  At the mist rising from the Thames catching the early light.  Her alarm buzzed.

Naomi prepared the coffee.  She looked up the stairs as the steam whistled.  She finished preparing.  She finished cleaning.  She waited a minute before going up the stairs. 

Diane was awake.  Looking at the door.  She pulled her duvet back when she saw Naomi.  Her hand slipped to her groin.  Naomi placed the coffee on the bedside table.  Diane held out her arms to welcome Naomi.  

Naomi held a finger up.  Wait a moment.  She touched her finger to her lips.  Traced down her neck.  She mouthed AH while her finger traced a line between her breasts.  Over her stomach.  She mouthed OH as her finger stopped at her pubic hair.  She closed her eyes.  She breathed deeply.  She started to sway like she was listening to her favourite song.  Her hips wiggled then moved in small circles.  She turned to the side.  LIfted her hands over her head.  She bent her knees.  She gyrated lower and lower.  She turned back to Diane.  Her bent knees touched the ground.  She raised her groin up to Diane.  Wiggling, gyrating, arching her back.

Oh yes baby.  That is so hot. (Diane)

Diane’s fingers moved faster.  Slipping in and out of her cunt.  Naomi stretched her hands down to where her knees knelt on the carpet.  She slid her hands up her legs, passed her groin, up to her breasts. 

Oh god.  That turns me on so much.  Watching your body move.  Watching you show your little pussy to me.  (Diane)

Naomi reached one hand behind her.  She started masturbating with the other.  Slowly pinching the outer lips.  Playing with them.  Teasing them.  Her eyes never leaving Diane’s.

The way you move for me is so intense.  So beautiful.  Your dance is making me think about our chat yesterday.  Our beginning.  Your dance makes me feel like I am young again.  Just moving my body because the music made me move.  Just dancing for the joy of dancing.  I danced to seduce John once.  Wiggles my little arse like you are wiggling your pussy.  It was not his thing.  He is not a subtle man.  But let me tell you about dancing for James.  They were friends when I met them.  For a while I thought I would end up with James.  But John was better.  We made a powerful team.  Look where we are.  But James.  James was sensual.  James liked to watch me dance so I did a salome.  I wore thin scarves so I could slide them over my body like Salome’s dance of seven veils.  I would reveal a little more to him and he would lie back on the chair.  Or on the bed like I am now.  His legs spread like mine.  Rubbing his hard cock through his trousers.  One day I stripped completely.  Then I freed his cock and we fucked.  That was the hottest sex.  Then every time I wanted him I just let him know with a little dance.  And I would come.  Oh fuck would I come. (Diane)

Diane’s eyes were closed.  She was rocking herself to an orgasm.  A loud messy orgasm. 

Diane reached for Naomi.  Pulled her into a cuddle.

My first time involved dancing.  With the au pair.  When au pairs looked after children.  The au pair was for Phoebe.  She is five years younger than me.  My parents were so progressive they had a male au pair.  He was beautiful.  French.  I was besotted with him.  I was too young for him really.  I sat in my room writing stories of fucking him in my notebook.  It was pink.  Fluffy.  Stories of him deflowering me.  That kind of stupid language.  Anyway.  MTV was on all the time.  I copied the dances.  He would watch me.  I saw him watching me.  I stripped down a little.  Like the singers in their sparkling outfits and me in my swimsuit.  Or tiny skirt.  I danced as close to him as I could pretending it was an accident.  I practiced in the mirror.  I made sure I flashed him.  One day Phoebe was sick in bed.  My parents were out.  He joined in my dance.  My ass against his cock.  I remember the excitement of pressing my ass against his cock.  I stripped off my shirt.  My skirt.  He took off his T.  His hands on my waist.  Under my trainer bra.  I stripped it off.  Then my knickers went.  White with pick trim.  I remember those knickers well.  Held them in my hand all the time.  He laid me on the sofa.  All gentle like I had written in my journal.  This is how you want it.  He said those words to me.  Oui, mes chéris, oui.  Then he fucked me.  It was sore.  Just sore.  Nothing else. I never cried.  I never said anything.  We got dressed quickly.  I continued to dance for him.  We did not fuck again.  We talked a lot.  One day he admitted he was fucking my mum.  I was damn furious but I never said anything.  Not a thing.  I get it now.  I did not get it then. (Diane)

John came up the stairs.  They both turned to him.  He crossed the room.  He ignored Naomi.  Like she was not there.  He parted Diane’s legs.  Looked at her pussy for a moment.  Pushed his cock straight into her cunt.  No words.  Diane said nothing.  She closed her eyes.  Ran her fingers through his hair.  Down his back.

Naomi left the room.

061 :: Watching the Voyeur
Peter watched her come to the bedroom.  She smiled at him. Your dance was totally...

062 :: Practice, practice, practice
Peter came up the stairs. Naomi tidied away her breakfast dishes.  She went down to...

063 :: Letter
Dearest sister, Day eight and I am dictating this letter right under that very screen...

064 :: A secret message
Naomi leaned against the advert.  She smiled as Jack approached.  An...

065 :: Life is peaceful
Naomi did not exercise for long.  Half an hour at the gym.  She skated...

066 :: Double-time clean
Naomi.  Naomi. (Peter) Naomi sat up.  Looked at Peter calling her in. ...

067 :: Letter
Dearest Sister, It is still day eight and I am writing an additional note.  It is...

068 :: iQ explained
You need to shower. (Peter) She looked at him.  Peter stood at the door. ...

069 :: The Man
069 :: The Man A visitor was sitting on the chair.  Facing the fire.  Diane...

070 :: Letter
Dearest Sister There is so much potential here.  Wow, that is quite a sentence to...

071 :: MdMa
Naomi woke in an empty bed.  Peter was upstairs taking coffee to Diane's...

072 :: Talking about fucking
Naomi lay on the bed with the speakers in her ears.  She was doing an exercise on...

073 :: Liking a minidoc
Peter liked Naomi’s minidoc. Your minidoc is really wow.  Were you being a...

074 :: An unexpected request
Peter showed  Naomi to the level 1 English classroom.  A small room on the...

075 :: The au pair cafe
Peter waited for Naomi in the corridor.  He made the sign of drinking from a small...

076 :: Saturdays
You can keep your clothes on today. (Peter) Naomi opened her Skroll.  She looked...

077 :: Pegging
Peter entered the room carrying a little black bag. We have to practise this....

078 :: Riding in the dark
At eight Naomi checked her Skroll.  Jack was in his house.  She dressed. ...

079 :: The invisible man
The door opened.  A man led Jack and Naomi down a corridor.  They entered a...

080 :: LonMet report
Naomi closed the front door.  She leant her back on the door for three...

081 :: Official warnings
Naomi woke.  She looked at the time on the wall.   She reached for her...

082 :: Personal warning
Peter woke Naomi. Diane wants you upstairs. (Peter) Naomi sat up. ...

083 :: letter
Dearest Sister I guess when you see this you will say you told me, and you were...

084 :: Pretending everything is fine
Are you in trouble. (Peter) Naomi nodded.  She held up her Skroll.  Peter...

085 :: Detailed notes
Peter woke in the night. What are you doing. (Peter) Nothing.  Just writing...

086 :: Peter steps in
Peter woke alone.  He lay for a while staring at the ceiling.  Maybe thinking...

087 :: An empty bench
Peter checked his Skroll.  Naomi had not moved.  Still at the river near the...

088 :: Never the right thing
Peter stood in the street in front of Jack’s House.  He opened his...

089 :: Do better
Peter stood looking out the kitchen window. Hi. (Diane) Peter spun...

090 :: Reset
Peter did not reset Naomi’s Skroll. It would reset automatically when she...

091 :: London lottery dream
Outside London the dream of being a John is at its most potent.  Especially in the...

092 :: The second referendum
London is only for the rich.  The clever thing was creating the border cities. ...

093 :: Hank and Rita
At the time of the referendum Hank lived in Bristol.  He had voted yes.  He was...

094 :: The au pair plan
Hank worked in Gatwick Airport Processing deportations.  Processing failed au...

095 :: A new walled city
Hank worked as a security officer in Gatwick Airport when he first came to the service...

096 :: Tinsley House
Hank worked in Tinsley House.  Documenting illegals. Processing immigrants. ...

096 :: Watching the sex tape again
Hank was watching from the second floor window when she arrived at Tinsley House. ...

097 :: The process
Hank was watching from the second floor window when she arrived at Tinsley House. ...

098 :: Remember me
Hank left her in the cell for half an hour while he processed the others.  He left...

99 :: Being watched
Hank was being watched.  Hank knew he was being watched.  Or he thought he was...

100 :: The interview
The au pair looked up when Hank entered the room.  Hank smiled at her.  He...

101 :: Hank makes a plan
Mariam watched Hank lead Naomi out of the room.  She tapped her screen.  The camera...

102 :: Life outside London
Hank was right.  Outside London they did not care about au pairs.  Outside...

103 :: Women in limbo
Mariam opened a camera of the common room.  The one Hank had said.  The escape...

104 :: Biometric checkpoint
Mariam disconnected her car.  The charging bay was the privilege of her senior...

105 :: Finding Naomi
Marram drove slowly through the industrial estate.   Passed prefab corrugated...

106 :: The argument
Mariam and Naomi sat in the car.  Mariam opened her Skrolll.  She sheared for...

107 :: Driving on small roads
Mariam drove her small car down small roads.  Smaller roads have fewer...

108 :: Welcome to the collective
Mariam led Naomi into the house.  It was an old fashion house.  Not 360...

109 :: Settling in
The group sat at the table quietly sipping their drinks like they were waiting for...

110 :: Morgan's garden
Madison was sitting at the table when Naomi came down the next morning.  Drinking...

111 :: Patrick's flirt is wasted
Patrick walked to the vegetable page where  Morgan and Naomi were gardening. ...

112 :: Lunch time conversation
A feast was spread on the table.  A large lasagne.  Salad.  Breads. ...

113 ::
the nude understanding of the nudist language