3 years earlier...
"Wow, now this is upmarket" Jonny noted as his taxi pulled up on to the grounds of the Manor House. He always knew that Zoey's family had money and that they'd waste no expense of their little girl. But this couldn't have been booked by then alone. She must have been marrying into money too.
The Manor was like something out of Jane Austin, minus the period dress of course. It must have been more than a hotel at some stage but in the modern era, it's expensive halls played host to all sorts of events, weddings chiefly amongst them.
"There we are" the taxi driver noted as he pulled to a stop. "Enjoy the weekend. Free of charge of course". Turning to face his master with a grin, the clone could only find humour in his little joke. Jonny found it funny too as he got out of the cab and grabbed his suitcase.
Withdrawing his clone and letting the confused cabbie drive off, he headed inside to look for the main desk. Glancing around, the history buff side of him admired the 18th century architecture, with marble beams lining the reception and expensive paintings adorning the walls.
Straight ahead of him was the front desk, a pretty blonde in her early twenties manning the checking in and out.
"Hi there!" She greeted him cheerfully. "Do you have a reservation?"
"I'm afraid I don't" Jonny shrugged. "Do you think you could book me in somewhere?"
"I'm sorry sir, but you need a reservation in advance to stay here" the girl answered, slightly confused by his seemingly naive nature. "Besides, most of our rooms are occupied this weekend for a private engagement".
"Oh? Are you sure you can't reconsider?" Jonny pouted. Before the girl could answer however, she felt her vision go black as she lost control of her body.
"Ohhh, sorry dude, turns out you are on the guestlist" the clone replied is his new voice.
"Good" Jonny replied. "Then if it's not too much trouble, I'd like the best room you have available. Preferably something overlooking the gardens".
"I know just the room" the receptionist replied as she filtered through the various keys under the desk. "If you want to follow me, we'll head right up".
Jonny fell in line behind the now clone controlled receptionist as they climbed up to the second floor. He couldn't help but admire her perky little ass as he walked behind her. If he wasn't so focused on a certain wedding happening tomorrow, he'd gladly spend the weekend in a room with her.
After trailing a few corridors, the pair eventually reached their destination, the receptionist turning the key to let them in.
Jonny whistled in approval as he took a look around. This was probably one of the most high class rooms he'd ever been in, and he'd invaded the some pretty wealthy households before. The place in itself was like a small apartment, capped off with a queen size poster bed in the centre.
"Pretty swanky huh boss" the clone noted as he dropped the professional act now they were in privacy.
"You chose well. Its like you knew just what I wanted or something" Jonny joked as he set his things down on the bed.
"Well, ifs there's anything else I can do for you" the delightful blonde replied, unbuttoning the top of her shirt to reveal a peak of some decent cleavage. "All you have to do is ask".
As tempted as Jonny was, he knew he had a set goal for being here. And time was of the essence.
"Hmm, I think I'll take that blowjob with breakfast thanks" he replied, drawing a little pout from the clone. "Just text me when you get back downstairs and I'll withdraw you".
"Sure thing boss" the clone dutifully replied as he headed back downstairs, leaving his master to his thoughts. Satisfied with developments so far, Jonny headed over to the minibar and pulled out a bottle of something expensive. Pouring a glass, he walked over to the window and admired the lush gardens below, currently bathed in the late summer sun.
Who does he spot first from his vantage point?