Minerva
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‘Come and sit down my dears, you have a lot of catching up to do. We’ll leave you together,’ so he and Mary left the room. The Moxons had been trying to find Martha Wood, ever since they met Minerva, and she had heard the full story and had recovered from the shock. She was overjoyed to meet her granddaughter. Minerva was so choked with emotion that she could hardly speak and she was glad when Martin came in to support her. A strong bond was formed between the two women, which was to last for many, many years.
‘Minerva returned to her home, where Muriel and Ben were happily waiting. Muriel had cleaned and polished the house until it sparkled. The beautiful silk wedding dress was hanging in Minerva’s bedroom, together with a white fox fur cape lent by Victoria’s mother. Muriel had kept going to look and to touch them. Her own suit and Ben’s suit had been made from Moxon’s best worsted. Ben was very honoured, that he was going to give her away and Muriel was delighted, that she was going to be escorted out of church by Joseph Moxon, along with Minerva’s grandmother. The wedding would be talked about throughout the valley for months. The Moxons were like the lords of the valley, but a real live Lord and Lady would be present. The reporter and photographer from the local paper, the Heatonfield Examiner, had a fairy tale to report. It was even more special, because the Lord and Lady were friends of Winston Churchill.
It was a crisp, frosty, February afternoon when Ben and Minerva arrived at the church, where crowds of people were packed into the pews to watch the wedding of the year.
Unfortunately the church bells were silent. They could only be rung to signal a German invasion. Victoria and Vanessa were waiting, dressed in Victoria’s blue debutante gowns and fur capes. They both gasped when they saw Minerva. The organ began to play and Ben proudly led Minerva down the aisle. Martin was handsomely attired in his Air Force uniform. He turned to look and his heart felt to thud into his throat. She truly was his goddess Minerva and he worshipped her. Her radiant smile took his breath away, as they exchanged their vows. The choir and the congregation nearly lifted the roof, with their joyful singing, as Yorkshire people can.
The crowds of well-wishers, swarmed around the wedding party and at last the cavalcade of stately cars wended up the valley to Moxon Manor, where the wedding feast had been prepared. Mrs Moxon had been in touch with her black market contact and there was even a wedding cake.
Their wedding night had to be spent in Martin’s room, because in blackout conditions it was too difficult to find their way to Scarborough. Blissfully they floated into their own private paradise. Martin carefully undid the precious wedding dress and as it slithered to the floor Minerva emerged out of it and stood in front of her lover in her delicate lacy underwear, with her blue garters holding up her white silk stockings. Martin groaned in ecstasy.
‘Minerva, my own precious goddess I worship you,’ he whispered. He buried his face in her golden curls, fluttering kisses. He kissed her ears and eyes, as his hands undid her bra and released her glorious breasts. He moaned, as he took each one in turn into his mouth and kissed their rosy tips. Minerva removed his shirt and trousers releasing his manhood, which throbbed against her. He lifted her onto the bed and knelt over her. His hands were stroking her arousing incredible sensations, as he murmured declarations of deep everlasting love.
‘I love you Martin with all my heart and soul,’ she whispered. Their passion overwhelmed them, as they were swept into a private palace of pleasure. Her inner muscles contracted around him and they reached the pinnacle of fulfilment together. Urgently, hungrily and passionately they had consummated their marriage. They fell asleep in each other’s arms in their own blissful paradise.
Next day the lovers were greeted with good wishes once again and thankfully were soon on the way to Scarborough. Fortunately Martin knew the way. They had been given precious petrol coupons for the journey. Minerva was excited and satiated with love. She had never been to Scarborough. She gasped at the beauty of the two bays, when they stopped to view them from the top of Oliver’s Mount. These five days were going to be the best of her life and the nights even better. They were impatient to check into the hotel, where love could once more be expressed.
Every day snuggled into their Air Force great coats they enjoyed their honeymoon in the bracing fresh air. Each night in the honeymoon suite they were transported into their own personal Arcadia, a blissful paradise.
‘Tomorrow is another day my darling,’ Minerva told Martin and every day is Heaven sent, whatever the future may bring.
‘No matter how long this war lasts, Minerva, I pray that we are never parted. Our bodies and souls are now as one forever,’ Martin replied as they snuggled into their honeymoon bed to revisit paradise.
Epilogue
Minerva and Martin were greeted back to the camp with exuberance, where they found married quarters had been prepared for them. The base was not bombed again and Magic Moxon continued overhauling the bombers, preferring to remain a hands on sergeant rather than a pen pusher.
In December 1941 the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbour, an American Naval Base in the Pacific Ocean, which forced America to declare war against Japan. When Germany declared war against America it was now World War Two. Minerva and Martin survived.
In 1943 Minerva gave birth to their first son and had to retire from the W.A.A.F. Joseph Moxon bought them a house high up the valley near their special rock.
When the war was won in 1945, Martin bought an aeroplane and joined the civil aviation business, which thrived and expanded. Minerva realized her ambition and learned to fly, in amongst looking after their son and twin daughters.
The End
Table of Contents
This novel is a work of fiction.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue