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Welcome back everyone to Chapter 18.


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Meanwhile back in New Mexico at Dr. Spencer’s home:

Dr. Miles Spencer PhD was sitting outside on his private upper deck just outside of his bedroom facing the morning sunrise. Miles was preparing himself for another day as he was sitting in the full lotus position. He was breathing into his lungs the cool fresh breeze being delivered to him from the desert floor. He sat in the nude as he usually does as there are no close neighbors to his property. Miles built his massive home on a secluded ridge for as much privacy as possible. It was also built to blend right into the natural scenery of the mountains that surround his home. Miles finished his morning meditation feeling centered once again. He rose and moved over to the TV in his bedroom that sits on a swivel platform. He swung the TV stand so he could watch his morning Yoga class being broadcast on a local TV station.

Miles felt more in tune with nature by doing Yoga in the nude on his deck. It was peaceful and quiet this morning and the calmness he felt was as if he was one communing with nature. Miles was going through the various poses that the instructor on the TV was demonstrating. He was concentrating on each move making sure that he was flawless. Miles was working up to the more difficult poses and as he went into the Warrior two pose. With eyes closed and the warmth of the sun hitting him on the face he was jolted a little as he felt a small warm hand cupping his soft genitalia dangling between his legs. At first he didn’t move as he thought his girlfriend Courtney getting a little randy with him.

Then as he felt this soft skinned female body slip between his legs, Miles kept his eyes closed trying not to ruin the surprise that she had for him. Miles’ body tensed as he felt the warm breath push over the tip of his penis then the wet sensation of his cock slipping into her warm inviting mouth as she began to suck on him. Miles stood embracing the amber glow of the day’s sunrise as his cock began growing in her succulent mouth. The sensation was so intense and the spontaneity of her wantonness made Miles break his pose.

Then placing both of his hands on the back of her head he rose up on his toes and slowly thrust his cock thru her mouth to the opening of her throat. Then came an ungodly gagging sound and Miles realized that something was terribly wrong because the one thing that Courtney prided herself in was being able to swallow Miles down to the trunk of his shaft. When he released his hands from the back of her head he looked down and was shocked to witness his thirteen-year-old daughter spitting the extra salvia out of her mouth into her hand. She looked up at her father as tears were streaming down her pretty pristine face and with a disappointed look she smirked at him and said, “Damn it daddy! How many times do I have to tell you not to push so damn hard. I’ve got to work up to doing that for you.”

Miles stood in shock over his daughter. This was something new for both of them ~ you know ~ being sexually active between a father and a daughter. It started when Amy sucked Miles off in his car at their church parking lot several weeks ago. Ever since then Amy has been trying to seduce her father almost on a daily basis. It has become a real game of cat and mouse between them as Miles knew how horribly wrong it was to be with her but at the same time she reminded him so much of his ex-wife.

When Miles looks on his daughters face and into her loving eyes he sees the love that his ex-wife once had inside of her for him. His lust then takes over pondering what it would have been like to have fucked his ex-wife at the young age that his daughter is right now. With that image imprinted onto his mind he couldn’t help himself with Amy. He smiled at his daughter as she had her arms crossed over her chest giving him a disappointed look and he said, “Honey, what the hell are you doing? I thought you were Courtney!” He quickly looked around to see if they were going to get caught and asked, “By the way where is Courtney?”

Amy smeared the saliva that had pooled in the palm of her hand and began to stroke the full length of her father’s white long shaft and said, “She left earlier this morning to go to her Pilates class. She won’t be back for another couple of hours or so.” She opened her mouth and then engulfed half of her father’s penis.

Miles stood with his hands on his hips watching the sun crest over the various ridges some several miles away and thought to himself, ‘Now I understand why Jim Foster loved his daughter Kristen doing this very thing to him.’ He watched his daughter’s head bobbing up and down in the morning sunrise. After several minutes of pure bliss Miles took her by her hands and moved her over to the couch that was out on his deck and sat her gingerly down then spread her legs, “I guess it’s my turn to taste you honey.”


Meanwhile Back in Hermosa Beach just south of Los Angeles Agents Eric Walker and Danny Lambert are in the middle of confirming Adam McCormick’s alibi with his wife Skye McCormick:

Eric was curious as to how Sal Palandolpho one of the victims in a quadruple homicide and Adam, Skye’s husband had met, “So, how is that your husband Adam and Sal meet? Did they own night clubs together back in New York City?”

Skye said, “Damn, I figured that you would have put those pieces of the puzzle together a long time ago. Nah, they weren’t partners. Adam didn’t own anything he just ran the clubs in Manhattan. You see Sal being part of the Moretti crime family sorta came in and collected special taxes if you know what I mean? Unfortunately for Adam he was the one that had to deal with Sal and his crew of thugs when they came looking for the money. Then at night when Sal would come into the club to party he had to comp him and his cronies for the night. Sal was a real pain in the ass back then or that is Adam said about him.”

Eric asked, “Well do you know how Sal and your husband got hooked up? I mean how did Sal and Adam become partners out here in LA? I mean did Adam go to him for the money to start up the club out here?”

Skye said, “Oh, no, no, no. Well, like I just told you before Sal and his crew collected from all the clubs in Manhattan. So, anyway Adam was running this club called China. It was a chic dance club for a young hip crowd in the Manhattan downtown area. Adam was growing tired of the action in New York City and when his friend called him from LA he mentioned that the owner of Sunsets was looking for someone to help him change the image of the club. Adam talked to the owner on the phone for about a month and then he flew out to see the place and he got hired. Adam worked his ass off and really turned the club around so that it was making tremendous amounts of money.

Danny asked, “How did you meet Adam yourself and what was so magical about Adam turning the club Sunsets around?”

Skye said, “That’s where I met Adam I was already working at Sunsets. We started dating and after a few years we got married. Well, as far as the club was concerned no one was working as a team. The bartenders were doing something called ‘free pouring and skimming the registers.’ Basically that meant that the bartenders were stealing from the club, hooking up their friends and pouring drinks for free to chicks they were trying to bang. Also Sunsets had a huge back room that was only being used for storage when Adam first showed up. Adam got the idea to turn it into a VIP lounge and that’s when the big bucks really began to flow.

Danny said, “Yeah, I remember a little something about that when we interviewed Alicia Fischer. She told us that there was a big falling out between the VIP girls and the management of Sunsets, is that true?”

Skye said, “Well, being one of the VIP girls myself back then, I did see Alicia’s point of view. You see Adam did his best to keep a steady flow of people in the movie business, music business, professional athletes, actors, rap stars and other top business men in the LA area to come here and finish their business deals and get them to stick around and party all night. Once the meetings were over it was up to us girls like Alicia and me to get them to spend as much money as they could that night.”

Eric said, “I really don’t want to ask this next question because it’s really delicate Mrs. McCormick. If I ask it the wrong way please forgive me but we do need to ask it. As a VIP girl were you obligated to have sex with any of the patrons that would come into the VIP room on any given night?”

Skye said, “No. Sex was never on the table as an option for the guys in the VIP room. Sex was always implied just like girls in a go-go joint but nothing sexual really happens. The nicer you were to the guys the more money you made. The uh ~ well ~ okay ~ so like ~ there would be at least like ten girls who would work the VIP room a night. Whatever money was made from the VIP room us girls would split 10% of the gross that night.”

Danny said, “That doesn’t sound like a bad deal.”

Skye said, “It’s not ~ but Alicia after a few years got jealous about splitting the money with the other girls. She felt like she was the one who brought in the most amount of money and should make more than the rest of us. Basically she just thought she was better than the rest of us. She was after all the most beautiful out of all of us and for some reason she just refused to hook up with any of the rich guys that came into the VIP room. I mean working in this room there were plenty of rich available men. These are the type of dudes that can keep a girl in the lap of luxury for the rest of your life, if you know what I mean? For some strange reason Alicia always felt better then all of them. She wanted to make it on her own without the help of a man. Her goal was to be a famous movie star.”

Eric said, “So, it just never worked out for her as a VIP girl or a movie star?”

Sky said, “I wouldn’t say that it didn’t work out. I mean she worked on like seventy or so movies during that time but her career just never took off. The movie producer guys would come in and cast her to like bit parts in commercials, TV shows and movies but it just never really happened for her but it wasn’t for the lack of trying though. I just think after a while of getting nowhere she just got bitter and her excuse to leave Adam and Sunsets was that she wanted more money.

It became a point of contention between her and my husband and he started firing the girls that mouthed off to him like Alicia did to him all the time. Then one day very un-expectantly Alicia in one sweeping motion quit and took a good portion of the remaining VIP girls with her and started her company called Corporate Partners. She didn’t make it as an actress but she sure did make it in the business world. Be careful of her boys, she’s very well connected and certainly don’t believe anything that she tells you. She lies better than a well-seasoned politician.”

Danny said, “Well, we’ve already had our little run in with her and she is like you said a handful. Now, how did Sal hook up with Adam if they were on opposite coasts from each other?”

Skye said, “Well, several years back one of Adam’s buddies was shot and killed at one of the clubs in downtown Manhattan. Adam knew him and liked him so he flew back to New York for the funeral to pay his respects and all. At the funeral who just happened to be there? Sal. They started talking about business and Sal told him he wanted to branch out on his own away from the Moretti family. He wanted to own businesses that were legit and he could leave to his kids. Sal never wanted his kids to be connected the mob like he was. Adam told him the only way he would leave Sunsets is if Sal made him a legit partner. He also told Sal that the place had to be completely legit and couldn’t run any illegal money through the club and no other kind of mob business otherwise he would’ve just stay at Sunsets.

After Adam flew home from the funeral a few weeks later Sal called him and they talked for a long time. Sal told him to start looking for a place and that he will be sending out paperwork from his lawyer. It was pretty generous offer. Sal was giving him a 20% take of the net plus a bonus every month of profitability. After the club paid back the money to Sal only then could Adam buy additional percentages up to 45%.”

Danny said, “Sounds too good to be true but I guess he took it because the Vanguard is up and running.”

Skye said, “Yeah he took it as a new challenge and Adam ran with it.”

Eric said, “So, getting back to the night in question. Your husband, Adam’s alibi, how can you be so sure of the time frame of your husband?”

Skye said, “Well, if you work at the Vanguard everyone has a keycard. That keycard keeps track of your time and your activities in the club. Each time you come in or leave the club the employee must swipe their keycard. It also tracks your movements in the club. If you want to leave the floor and go back to the employee lounge, basement, storage, liquor cabinets, cash registers to pay customer tabs or any other off limit places you need to swipe your keycard and the computer keeps track of it all for us.

The cameras in the place are all time stamped as well. That night you are talking about I looked it up on the system. Adam left the Vanguard just a little after ten-thirty that night. Then the next time he swiped his keycard was when he came back that same night a little after one in the morning. That was the same night when he took Sal and his cronies to the Viceroy Hotel. Then he last swiped it before he left that night to come home and that was at two-forty-five in the morning. When he got home it was a little after three and then we spent the remainder of the night on our deck having sex until the sun came up.”

Danny was impressed that she took the time to actually double check her husband’s story and said, “Well, thanks for the confirmation I guess we will be on our way.”

Skye stood along with the other two, “I still don’t believe your guy’s story that Sal’s actually dead. My husband wouldn’t have done anything to hurt Sal he loves him like a brother. Besides Sal and his investors were going to make him the general manager of their new resort on a small island that is part of Tahiti. Sal is Adam’s meal ticket he wouldn’t jeopardize that. I believe that Sal went to the Long Beach Airport the next morning and bought that jet from the movie producer that Adam knows. I think that you guys aren’t sure where he really is and are just nosing around for information.”

Eric put his hand on Skye’s shoulder and said, “Ma’am I really don’t want to do this but sit here for a second.” He reached into his satchel and pulled out a photograph and just before he showed it to her he asked, “Skye are you queasy when it comes to graphic material?”

Skye shook her head, “I’m a horror junky.” Then Eric slid the photograph upside down across the table to Skye and she picked up. “You FBI guys are so dramatic.” When she flipped the picture over she looked at it in complete shock and disbelief and immediately put it face down on the table and slid it back to Eric saying, “Holy, Jesus! I knew he was a bad boy but I never thought that he would end up like that.”

Danny then asked a question that everyone has failed to ask, “Skye the night in question do you know the men that were at Sal’s little get together? You know these supposed investors in the Tahiti project?”

Skye said, “Sure. I mean Adam couldn’t shut up about it for like a whole month before the meeting. He was so excited that he wanted that night to be absolutely perfect. Like I said before Sal was assembling investors for his new resort in Tahiti. Then he was supposed to be flying off to some little island in the gulf of Thailand or something like that first before heading to Tahiti.”

Eric had his pad out, “Can you remember any of the investor’s names?”


Skye said, “Well, there’s supposed to be five investors on the project with an equal 20% share. So, the first investor obviously was going to be Sal. Then there was a man from England with really old money who had very deep pockets. His name was Lord Jonathon Hayes and trust me fella’s he made damn sure to let you know that he was definitely better than you. Then there was this little weasel of a guy I thought he was like a small Napoleon his name is Muhammad Deghashi and he was from Dubai. His pockets are just as deep as that Hayes dude but his money came from oil. Then ~ let’s see ~ oh yeah the nasty dude from Hong Kong his name was Kim Young he was a big to do with the Triads, definitely not a guy you want to fuck with. Then the oldest out of all them was this seventy-year-old something dude ~ he was some big to-do in the KGB like a hundred years ago or something like that ~ his name was Ivan Yezhov. He was the richest out of all of them and the muscle. Fellas be careful the road you’re going down here. These men play for keeps and if you corner them they have the money, power, political backing and assassin’s to take you and your family out. They will do it just for sport. I think I’ve already said too much.”

Eric said, “So, how was Adam going to be involved again? Was he putting up any money?”

Skye said, “No, Adam was going to be the point man if you know what I mean? Sal was recommending Adam to run the entire facility to the other investors. This place is going to cater to the very elite of the elite world-wide. We were going to have to move there. Each of these men has their own talents and Sal’s talent is assessing people the moment that he meets them. That’s why he only works with the best and brightest people, that is, outside of the Moretti’s.

Danny stood and said, “If these men are this scary then why would you let your husband get involved with them?”

Skye said, “Money, power, mansion in paradise, expensive cars and jewelry do I need to go on?”

Danny said, “Skye sorry for taking up so much of your time this morning. If you could, when your husband returns from where ever he is, would you have him or his attorney get a hold of us as we still have several questions for him that we need to have answered. You know we’re the FBI; we have to make sure there are no more rocks to be turned over on an investigation.”

Skye said, “I can tell you right now my husband isn’t involved in the killing of Sal.” With that Danny and Eric left the McCormick residence.

Meanwhile on Jim Foster’s yacht. The plan was to take Latisha Ruiz a well-known international assassin and her two crony brothers once they reach the International waterline. Jim who was participating in the sting was trying to do his best and not show that he knew that Latisha was sent there to kill him. Latisha and Jim are currently playing their roles to a Tee and were eating their romantic meal on the aft deck on Jim’s yacht in the Atlantic Ocean while her brothers are eating on the upper deck.

LAPD Homicide detective Gemma Porter and Special Agent in Charge Tom Murphy returned to the galley of the yacht. Inside the galley were also the DSS black-op’s operatives pretending to be chef’s during this sting operation. They all sat listening to the conversation that was taking place upstairs on the back of the boat between Latisha and Jim Foster.

Their conversation sounded like just normal jibber-jabber between two lovers. Latisha kept telling him all the things that she would like to do if she were to actually move in with Jim. Jim on the other hand was trying to keep things light his voice sounded nervous if that was possible. He was deflecting her advances of going back to the house as he was trying to get her to do the nasty right there on the boat. He knew the plan was to get her into International Waters so that there were no jurisdictional issues.

Jim said Latisha, “So, I take it that you liked the lobster bisque there’s nothing left?”

Latisha said, “It was absolutely delicious honey. I am ready for the main course now.”

Jim watched as she licked her lips while touching her breasts with fingers and said, “Ooh honey ~ no ~ not here ~ your brothers are like right above us.”

Down in the galley Tom pushed the bread away from one of the smaller monitors to get a better view of the action. They all stood and watched as Latisha was falling to her knees in front of Jim and began to unzip his pants. She pulled out his penis and started to suck him off on the back of the boat. Mike Tolbert one of the DSS operatives said, “Damn it must be nice to have this kind of money. It completely distorts a woman’s sense of morality and they do shit just like this.”

Gemma was watching the monitor very intently as she noticed that even on the very small screen that Jim’s cock looked awesome on the screen. She turned her head slightly and wiped her mouth of the drool as she wished she could have a crack at that large cock. When she spun around she blurted out to the other men there, “Well, when you have a trouser snake like that gentlemen; most women will do just about anything to keep it around ~ if you know what I mean?”

Tom spoke into his microphone to Jim on the upper deck and said, “Listen dinner is on the way up to you guys. I think that her motive is to get you to your state room where they have you in a confined space to do what they want to you. Just keep her up there ~ even though it looks like she doing a fabulous job of sucking you off buddy.”

Mike pulled two plates out of the oven and placed them on a tray and handed them to Gemma and said, “Now detective it would be very unprofessional of you to join in up there. So, when you hit the bottom steps you should like ~ cough a little ~ you know ~ to give them time to like stop what they’re doing.”

Gemma took her plates and then Tom took his plates. Gemma went to the bottom step and said to Tom just say something muffled and then I will laugh that should signal them to stop. Tom said, “I wish nobody else was here right now because I would take you right here on the steps.”

Gemma laughed out loud but turned her head towards Tom and grabbed his crotch as she continued to laugh as they ascended the stairs. When they both got to the top step Latisha was just straightening her dress and wiping her mouth and Jim had this weird look on his face. Tom stepped around Gemma and took the two additional dinners to the upper deck to the two brothers sitting upstairs. Tom put the plates down and the two moved forward and Tom noticed that one of them was wearing a holster with a 9mm in it and he asked in Spanish, “Why did you bring a gun out here?”

Roberto said back in Spanish, “Because you never know if there are pirates in the waters here and I want to protect my family.”

When Gemma and Tom returned to the galley Tom told Mike and Theo that both brothers were packing 9mm’s. Mike handed Tom a small vial and said, “This little bottle if very affective. Listen when you are clearing the plates take their napkins and give them new ones later. Before you give them desert just put a few droplets on the napkin and when they move it up to their faces it will make them pass out almost immediately.”

Theo was watching their trajectory on radar and said, “Listen we need about another half an hour. By the time they finish dinner and get deserts we should be ready to rendezvous with our guys out there. If we get them to use the napkins then we will have an easy extraction.”

Meanwhile back in New Mexico at Dr. Spencer’s home:

Miles was on his knees in front of the couch on his private deck outside of his bedroom. The morning light shone brightly on his daughter’s bare skin. His mouth was buried between his brand new teen daughters’ thighs as his tongue was working on her privates. He was separating her itty-bitty naughty spot with his thumbs as his tongue delved deeper and deeper into her very nearly pristine and tight hole. Amy had her eyes closed as she was enjoying the newest sensation in her life ~ her father’s velvety tongue gliding in and out and up and down on her. The sunrise was directly behind her giving her a soft yellow glow behind her head creating a halo affect making her look as if she were an angel in a painting.

Her breathing started to become labored and her hands were running through her father’s blonde hair. Suddenly, she had two large handfuls of her father’s hair as she smashed his face between her legs, “Yes, that’s it ~ just like that daddy ~ why would mommy ever leave you if you knew how to do this to her? Yes ~ yes ~ daddy, don’t stop.” Her tiny hips were moving at a slow deliberate pace as Miles tongue acted like a stiff cock that went from her anus to the tip of clit and then down again. Then Amy screamed out ~ “Fuck daddy you’re the absolute fucking best!” With that it seemed that her outburst echoed off in the canyon walls for all to hear.

After Miles cleaned her very wet pussy with expertise he stood still hard as he was when his daughter was sucking his cock just a little while ago. Amy’s eyes finally came back into view and she instinctively wanted to please her father as she took his penis back into her teen mouth. “Sweetie that feels wonderful.”

Amy let his penis slip from her mouth and she looked up at her father with a smile and her blue doe like eyes and said, “Anything for you daddy. I just wished I was brave enough to have done all this stuff with you, like ~ a few years ago when I started playing with myself.”

Miles dropped to his knees and he hugged her tight and when he was face to face with his daughter his eyes were filled with crocodile tears, “Oh honey ~”

Amy didn’t understand why he was upset, “What’s the matter daddy? I promise I will do better job at sucking your cock from now on. I just need more practice that’s all I swear. I mean we can do this every morning after Courtney leaves for the gym.”

Miles wiped the tears from his eyes and he said, “No, honey that’s not it. You’re doing a wonderful job. It’s just that what we are doing is absolutely wrong honey. You and I are not meant to be sharing this ~”

Amy said, “You mean sex daddy?”

Miles said, “Yeah, I should have never put the idea of young girls being seductresses and incest into your head.” He then grabbed up her naked body next to his and as he stood holding her on the deck as tight as he could he whispered in her ear, “I’m so sorry I should have never told you about my patient or my stupid theory.”

Amy freed her arms from her father’s grip and wrapped them around his neck and then her legs around his torso and she said, “Daddy what if I told you that I have had these feelings for a really long time now. What if I told you that I watch a lot of porn movies like every single night? Would it change your mind if I told you that I Jill off to these movies ~ pretending that I am the girl in the movie and you’re the boy? When you told me about your patient being aggressive with her father that’s when I realized that I wanted to do the same thing with you. I no longer wanted to pretend in my bed at night, I wanted to do this with you for a long time now. I see how you used to do this with mommy and how hot you look fucking Courtney. I see the way you stare at my body. So, don’t be sorry daddy I wanted this to happen and I want it to continue to happen from now on.”

Miles felt the tip of his penis at the entrance of her volcanic opening and all he would have to do is push upwards and he would be inside of his daughter’s vagina for the first time in his life. Up to now it has been innocent blowjobs and her grinding on top of him, “Honey I am not exactly sure if you know what you want but this is wrong on so many levels.”

Amy smiled and moved her hand down to his shaft and put the tip between the folds of her vagina and said, “Daddy I want this to happen. I love you and I want to feel you inside of me once and for all. I want you to be my first. Who better to be a girl’s first than her father who really loves her and won’t do anything to hurt her?”

Miles couldn’t believe that his daughter was such a good bullshit artist and said, “Nice try honey but this just can never happen between us.

Amy said, “That’s not what your cock thinks.” Then she squatted down a little and Miles’ head plunged just past her vaginal ring and came to rest inside of her. Amy’s mouth opened and eyes widen with sexual excitement for the first time and she whispered into her father’s ear, “Too late now daddy. You might as well just do the job the right way.”

Miles could feel the tightness of her vagina reluctantly opening and how his shaft was making it expand further than it had ever been before. Then he moved his hands down to her buttocks and pushed her body down onto the remainder of his shaft. “How does that feel honey? How does it feel to have a real long, hot throbbing cock inside of your virgin pussy?”

Amy couldn’t speak at first as she was lightly slapping her open palm on her father’s chest. Her eyes were rolling upwards into her head and then back down again and finally she said, “Daddy ~ this is like the most AMAZING feeling that I have ever had. No wonder those girls on the videos like big cocks like yours.”

Miles still holding his daughter moved her back over to the couch and placed her gently on her back. He took both of ankles with his two enormous hands and held them upright as he watched his cock begin to slip out from his daughter’s slick hole. Then he pushed back in then out then in then out finally his cock was completely covered in her pussy juice and he looked down at his daughter and said, “Are you ready to get fucked for real, honey?”

Amy instinctively tried to relax her vagina to accommodate her father’s girth but he was more than she had bargained for. Her father wasn’t showing her any mercy as her moans were of pain instead of true pleasure. Then she looked up at her father and said, “Daddy, can I ride you?”

Miles was all too happy to have his daughter bounce up and down on his cock. He slipped out of her and then moved forward and sat on her chest as the tip of his cock came to rest under her nose on her lips said, “Can you smell your pussy honey?”

Amy said, “Yes.”

Miles said, “Suck and lick off your pussy from my cock.”

Amy did as she was told. She sucked his cock and licked her father’s penis as if it was a nice large lollipop as her pussy that was aching with pain began to subside. When her pussy wasn’t throbbing red and sore anymore she said, “That’s enough daddy I want you to try and put it back inside of me.”

Miles sat on the couch and Amy straddled him. She lined the tip of his cock between her lips. She took a deep breath and she pushed slowly and allowing only his head to slip inside of her, “If I’m too big for you honey then let’s stop until you’re a little older and we can do this the right way.”

Amy took that as a challenge and said, “No! Daddy! I just want to feel every part of you slipping deep inside of me. I want to be like the girls in the videos.” Amy slowly descended down her father’s shaft allowing her pussy to widen so she could engulf her father’s entire shaft. Biting her lower lip and closing her eyes kept herself from screaming out in the shear pain that she was in as Miles was all the way inside of her now. She began to grind on Miles and she kissed him on his lips and said, “How many daughters like me really want to have just their daddy’s cock inside of them? I have no idea why more daughters and daddies don’t do this. It may be so wrong daddy but it feels just so right you being inside of me.”

As Amy was grinding on his cock Miles could only wonder if she knew about him and Kristen his patient because she is telling him the same exact things that Kristen says to him in their therapy sessions. Miles looked deep into his daughter’s light blue Scandinavian eyes, “Honey I have no idea why people feel that this is so wrong? But you’re so right it feels so good inside of you. I have no idea why daddies and daughters don’t do this but you feel so damn good inside. You’re going to make me cum soon honey.”

Amy’s head was swaying back and forth and her arms were above her head waving as her hips rocked in circular motions over her father’s shaft. Amy decided to turn the pain into pleasure in her mind. It was as if she were dancing on top of her father’s lap and Miles heard her start to say something in whisper, “This morning a tiny daughter of a dancer ~ Came dancin’ on to my deck ~ This morning a little angel Came pumpin’ on my deck floor ~ She said come baby you got a license for love ~ And if it expires BRING HELL FROM ABOVE BECAUSE~” Amy was grinding harder on her father’s shaft and she let go of all of her pain and began to pump her father’s rod deeper and deeper into her teen cunt. Then with gusto she began to sing Billy Idol’s Rebel Yell in her loud singing voice, “IN THE MORNING HOUR SHE CRIED DADDY MORE, MORE, MORE ~ WITH HIS DAUGHTERS REBEL YELL SHE CRIED MORE, MORE, MORE ~ IN THE EARLY MORNING HOUR DADDY MORE, MORE, MORE ~ MORE, MORE, MORE.”

Her riding slowed and her voice fell several octaves, “She don’t like slavery daddy, I won’t sit and beg ~ But when daddy is tired and lonely I will see you to your bed ~ What set you free and brought you here to me daddy? ~ What set you free? ~ I need you here inside of me BECAUSE” Amy’s vagina was fully relaxed and she looked like she was having epileptic shock on top of her father as she began to pound his cock again and screamed out to the heavens again, “IN THE MORNING HOURS ~ SHE CRIED MORE, MORE, MORE DADDY ~ WITH A REBEL YELL YOUR DAUGHTERS IS CRYING OUT I WANT MORE, MORE, MORE ~ EACH MORNING HOUR FROM NOW ON SHE SCREAMS MORE, MORE, MORE ~ DADDY MORE, MORE, MORE.”

Miles could no longer hold back his eruption as his daughter was having some sort of out of body experience and finally yelled out, “Oh damn it baby daddy is ready to finish. Where do you want daddy to finish?”

Amy said, “Let’s make a pretend baby daddy. I want to feel what those creampie girls do.”

Miles pulled her face to his and kissed her and slipped his tongue deep inside of her mouth and then he let out a huge rope of his sperm and then another then another and yet one last one. As he was unleashing his sperm deep inside of his daughter’s pristine cunt hole his tongue along with his daughters was doing a tango like dance between each of their mouths. When he finished he looked deep in her eyes and said, “That was absolutely brilliant honey. As wrong as this is I don’t know if I will be able to keep my hands off of you from now on.”

Amy just smiled and said, “Thank god. I was getting so bored with playing with myself and giving you blowjobs.” Then Amy tried to let her father’s penis slip out of her tight little hole but was actually having troubles. The pain that she was feeling that she pushed deep down inside of her was now returning to the surface. Finally when her father’s head left the comfortable confines of her pussy a large stream of white thick sperm flowed out and drizzled all over her father’s head like you would put caramel on top of vanilla ice cream.

Miles looked at his daughter and said, “Well, one thing is for sure sex is never clean honey that will be one thing especially for you girls to learn about.”

Amy looked at her dad and said, “Damn it daddy. I worked really hard for your sperm it should just stay inside of me. Don’t worry though I’ll take care of it.” Then she went to work on her father’s ever decreasing cock and slurped, licked and sucked off all of the remaining sperm and then proceeded to swallow it up.



Meanwhile less than a half a mile from the International barrier:

Tom and Gemma went back to the galley after they cleared the dinner dishes of the guests and they brought each napkin back with them. They were given the deserts for each dinner guest and the new napkins that were tainted with a special knockout potion on each of them. Mike instructed them that the chemical on the napkin will knock out whoever uses the napkin. They were serving cherries jubilee that is quite messy. Mike said “Hopefully in a few minutes everyone will be knocked out and we can extract them peacefully.” Then Mike handed Gemma and Tom each a revolver, “Okay, guys it’s show time. We have about ten more minutes until full extraction so let’s make sure we do this the right way and no one will get hurt.”

Tom and Gemma took their coats off and slipped on their shoulder harnesses with their 9mm’s. Gemma turned to Tom and kissed him on the cheek and said, “Be careful you still owe me.”

Mike snickered a little and said to Tom after Gemma left the room, “What is that all about?”

Tom said, “Never make a bet with a woman no matter if you win or lose you just plain lose. The story is just too long right now. Let me get this upstairs to Frick and Frack.”

Gemma made her way to the table and Jim and Latisha were still sitting across from each other as the moonlight shone down brightly onto the table. Gemma thought how nice it would be to have the kind of money that Jim Foster had. Jim looked really relaxed with Latisha it was like he completely had forgotten why they were even on the boat in the first place. Gemma came over and served Latisha first and then as she was serving Jim the boat rolled a little and Gemma stumbled and lost her balance to the one side and fell into Latisha’s lap.

The butt of Gemma’s gun hit Latisha in the side of the head but Gemma didn’t know it. As Gemma regained her balance she apologized profusely to both of them. Then as Gemma was ready to leave the outside deck to enter the boat she heard a gun being cocked behind her. Gemma reached for her weapon and spun around and then took at aim Latisha. Latisha was now standing behind Jim with her gun pointing at his head and Latisha screamed out for her companions, “Ramón and Roberto get down here ~ I need you ~ NOW.”

Tom being a trained FBI Agent pulled his gun and then told Roberto and Ramón to put the napkins to their faces. Tom didn’t know what chemical that was on the napkin but they both keeled over onto the floor within a few seconds. Tom pulled out his plastic restraints from his pants pockets and zipped their wrists and ankles then took their guns. He immediately called down to the galley for Mike to come up and help Gemma and that he secured the other two suspects. Then Tom spoke to Gemma, “Don’t you dare drop your weapon until I get there.”

Tom was moving down the steps and just as he hit the last step he heard a shot fire and then he saw Gemma fall to the floor. Mike had just made it to the door and when he saw Gemma fall to the floor his mind went into a white blaze of fire. Jim knowing that he would be next instinctively elbowed Latisha in the stomach. As he did this Latisha was separating him from her for just a moment and Mike took a clean shot and hit Latisha in the shoulder spinning her around then down onto the ground. Then Mike was on the horn and he called for the extraction team to the yacht. He then moved directly for Latisha that was now on her feet looking for her pistol but Mike was all over her. He jumped on top of her with his knee pinning her head down on the deck. He quickly handcuffed her and said, “Latisha Ruiz you are under arrest for the attempted murder a police officer, you have the right to remain silent ~”

Tom rushed to Gemma’s side as she was prone on the deck of the boat. He moved his hand down to her soft beautiful face. He caressed her as crocodile tears began to well up in his eyes. Tom gazed into his sex pots eyes and he couldn’t believe at that very moment how much he actually cared for this woman, “Gemma, Gemma can you hear me?”

Gemma had her hand over her stomach along with Tom’s, “Damn it sucks getting shot ~ it hurts like hell.” They both began to laugh and then Tom rolled her on her side and he felt blood and he knew things were bad but Gemma said, “You still owe me damn it. I don’t want to go back to the states you fix me up here and then I want to do it on the damn beach you hear me?”

Tom was giggling as he wrapped his arms around her torso and held her like a small child against his chest as he rocked back and forth not knowing if she was going to make it and said, “Look the fellas are less than five minutes or so out and they have a medic aboard. Listen don’t you leave me ~ stay with me.”

Gemma looked up at him ran her fingers through his hair then she slowly closed her eyes and said, “I love you daddy.”

Tom held her protectively in his arms and kissed her on the lips as his tears fell from his cheeks onto hers and whispered into her ears, “I love you to baby.”

Several minutes later Tom was in panic mode as Gemma was ripped from his hands and hoisted upwards to a rescue helicopter. The sensation of being separated from Gemma was driving him crazy not knowing whether she was dying or not. Tom was pacing inside the main cabin of the Yacht as if he was contemplating something important and was inconsolable. When the medics had finished with Latisha the rescue harness was lowered once again.

Tom sprinted to the upper deck with his pistol in his hand and just as she was about to be whisked away Tom aimed his pistol directly at Latisha and the Seamen holding onto her. DSS Agent Mike Tolbert screamed out, “Tom NO! She isn’t worth it man.” Mike ran and lunged at Tom hitting him as if he was a quarterback in a football game driving Tom down to the deck floor. Tom’s gun discharged and thankfully the bullet went astray and hit nothing it just went out to open air.

Tom had Mike on top of him relieving him of his weapon. Tom then snapped out of his red rage towards Latisha Ruiz and he gulped real hard and said, “Thanks Mike ~ I think I’m losing it man. I would have killed her if it weren’t for you.”

Then Luke Hobbs the DSS team leader picked up his revolver and pushed the button that released the clip from Tom’s gun and then he emptied the chamber. He held out his hand to Tom and helped him up off of the deck. He handed his gun back and said, “Here is your weapon Special Agent Murphy. I’ll just hold on to the clip until Ms. Ruiz is out of the sight.” Then Luke called his team together and said, “There was no discharge of Tom’s weapon do we all understand?”

The team looked at Luke and then at Tom then one by one acknowledged that bullet was never discharged from Tom’s gun. Jim Foster moved towards Tom and when he came up he actually hugged him, “Tom thank you for saving my life! Earlier this week if you would have told me that I was going to be held at gunpoint by an assassin I would have told you that you were fucking nuts. I promise you Tom that once Gemma comes out of her initial surgery if she needs anything ~ I mean anything I will provide it for her.” Then he released his hug and stepped back and shook Tom’s hand, “You have my word.”

Tom stood there as if only the shell of his body was there. It seemed as if his inner being was somewhere else and he fell to the couch behind him not saying anything and Mike said, “Mr. Foster ~ Mr. Foster if you would go to your state room until we remove the other two suspects that would be a great help.”

Jim turned to him, “That was an amazing shot Agent Tolbert. I owe you my life. If there is anything that you need you let me know.”

Mike smiled at him, “It’s all part of being an Agent Mr. Foster I’m just glad that you’re okay.”

Jim made his way to his state room and once he left the deck Tom stood and looked at Luke, “I need to be with Gemma and I need to interview Latisha before she figures out she has some kind of damn rights.”

Luke looked at Tom and said, “Perhaps it would be better if Mike or I did the initial interview of Latisha while you stand vigil for Gemma.”

Meanwhile later that afternoon back at the Camelot Clinic in New Mexico:

Miles sat in his office pondering what happened between him and his daughter this morning and how could he stop these spontaneous acts of sexual contact between them. After beating himself up for half an hour or so Miles decided he had enough self-loathing and it was time to get back to work. He quickly scanned his docket of patients. The first person up for today is Kristen Foster. Miles leaned back in his chair looking at her picture in her folder and began to wonder what it was going to take to get her to finally draw her out of her Catatonic condition. After several minutes of debating silently in his mind he came back to the one same conclusion. He knew that he needed to once again hypnotize his patient and then use the technique of regression in order to move Kristen forward towards her actual age and perhaps bringing her out of her Catatonic state once and for all.

Miles was busily creating the soft mood inside of his office for her. He drew down the lights creating the gentle ambience that seems to put her at ease. The aroma of vanilla candles filled the air and playing in the background was the soft violin styling’s of one of the greatest composure’s to live Johann Sebastian Bach as if it weren’t even noticeable to the naked ear. This had become the norm for Kristen’s sessions when she’s hypnotized. Then the shrilling sound of his intercom buzzed and his secretary Lilly’s heavy New York accented voice announced that Carl one of the orderlies had Kristen Foster with him and she was ready for her session. Miles moved over to his desk and sat down and pushed his intercom button, “Okay, Lilly send Carl in please.”

Carl stood a stout six foot two inch’s he weighed probably a little more than three hundred pounds and was Mile’s favorite orderly at the clinic. Opening his office door and sitting in front of Carl in her wheelchair was the petite pale skinned Kristen Foster she looked like a small teenage girl. Miles thought to himself that Kristen was about twenty-years-old right now. Then the thought crossed his mind what it would have been like for her eight years ago being even smaller than she is now.

Miles cringed, thinking about how the three grown men broke into her home and raped her when she was just twelve-years-old. Then he thought, was that any worse than, all of the other father’s and men that took part of the swinging parties that her parents took her to and allowing those men to have sexual intercourse with her on an almost daily basis? He thought how small of a body she would have actually had back then and the improbability of grown men’s penis’ slipping into her pre-teen fuck holes.

He just shook his head in disbelief that grown men would just take advantage of that type of situation. Then his mind flashed with guilt knowing that he wasn’t any better because he himself had sex with his thirteen year-old daughter just this morning. Then he realized that he had one other thing in common with Kristen aside from fucking her during her therapy sessions when she’s hypnotized, she fucked her own father and now he’s fucking his own daughter.

Carl wheeled Kristen over to the couch and picked her up as is if she were a rag doll. Carl sat her comfortably on the couch. Looking at her as if she were a piece of art adjusted her hands so they lay gently in her lap. He took several steps back gazing at her and then smiled as if he were happy with himself. Miles noticed how this large man was so gentile with her and he said, “Carl ~ would you shut the door and stay for a moment please?”

Carl did as he was told as the clinic was run by Miles and being the big boss there, you did what he told you to do, even though he wasn’t a very demanding task master and he said, “Yeah, boss is there something you need from me?”

Miles said, “You know our patient here has been with us for a while now. I’ve noticed that over that period of time that you have become sorta more or less ~ very protective of her ~ even if that is more possible during that time.”

Carl just smiled as both banks of his pearly white teeth were now on display and he said, “I’ve grown attached to her ~ ya know ~ more than the other’s Doc. I mean usually after a month or so you are able to help whoever is here and then they tend to move on unless there is some kind of relapse. I don’t know Doc ~ she seems so ~ dainty ~and ~ helpless ~ I just want ~ I just feel that I need to be the one to look out for her ~ that’s all ~ you know what I mean Doc?”

Miles said, “You know I get that very same feeling from her all the time. Why do you think that is?”

Carl said, “It’s in her eyes Doc. I know that you hypnotize her but she has these soft loving eyes that a guy could ~ you know Doc?” He put his hand out towards Miles, “She has eyes that you could just get lost in.” Then Carl’s demeanor changed like he was talking to one of his boys at the barber shop and chuckled and said, “I mean ~ I’m not into white girls I still like da sista’s you know that Doc. Besides my mom’s would kill me if I came home with a white girl ya know what I mean Doc? And he began to laugh out loud and said, “I guess my mom’s and grandmom’s are sorta prejudice against da white girls with big beautiful black men like me.”

Miles was chuckling along with him as he was intently looking into Kristen’s baby blues and said, “You know, now that you mention it I can see what you’re saying about her eyes. Thanks Carl, I think that you may have helped me find a way to help her.”

Carl moved towards the door and before he left the room he said, “Whatever I can do to help you and especially for this young girl. It just kills me seeing her like this ~ I mean she has her whole life in front of her. I mean she probably hasn’t experienced a whole lot in her life and now she’s like ~ stuck ~ like this.”

Miles said, “Thanks Carl now it’s time for me to work my magic.” As the door closed Miles thought to himself, ‘Carl if you only knew the real situation in which this girl has already lived. She’s already lived a life time and half and I think she’s only twenty-years-old.”

Miles hit the remote control for the video-camera and he sat for a few moments as he gazed into Kristen’s eyes. Today he thought he would do something different. Instead of drilling her with the same thirty baseline questions before hypnotizing her he wanted to try a different approach. He smiled at her and said, “We can start anytime you like Kristen.” He sat there for several minutes and nothing happened. He then picked up his book and started reading. It took him almost a half an hour to get through the chapter and when he looked up at his patient nothing had changed. She sat completely motionless like a statue nothing moved on her body and her stare was still as distant as the first day he met her.

Miles then moved over to her and he dropped on his knees in front of her and whispered in her ear, “I know you can hear me Kristen. None of this ~ none of what has happened to you in your life ~ is your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong Kristen. You were just a child ~ an innocent child that grew up in a different household than all the other kids. Kristen it wasn’t your fault that you had to grow up so much faster than the other girls your age.

It wasn’t your fault that your brother passed away. There was nothing that you could have done for him. It wasn’t your fault that those bad men came into your home and raped you. Do you hear me? As you sit here in my office you get a do over. You can start a new life that you can choose. Not one that your father or your grandparents have chosen for you. You’re a good person Kristen ~ you’re a person who deserves much more than what has been provided to you by your family. Let my words resonate inside of you and think about it. You don’t have to hide inside anymore Kristen. You can come out of the place that you’re hiding. There is nothing that you have done or that has happened to you in the past that you need be ashamed of. Kristen there is a life that is worth living out here; right now, today and you can start anytime you like?”

Miles sat back in his chair and then read the next chapter in the book that he was reading. It was about a half an hour later when he set the book down again disappointed that nothing happened. He looked at her intently and she had been sitting in the same position for an hour now and the same blank stare was never broken. Miles once again admitted defeat and he said, “Okay, Kristen we will play it your way just for another day.” Miles began to hypnotize her and then said, “Today I want you to tell me about Oklahoma and the real reason why you left Latrobe, Pennsylvania? You also mentioned something about going to Sweden maybe we could talk about that as well today?” Miles finished hypnotizing her and then used the technique of regression to tap into her subconscious mind.

Kristen’s expression of being a stone statue began to fade away. Her natural beauty began to emerge ever closer. She looked like a butterfly leaving its cocoon for the first time. Her eyes began to soften. Carl was right the more you stared into her baby blue eyes the more you felt like you could actually get lost in them. Her face began to soften as Kristen’s smile appeared. The last several regressions when she emerged from her catatonic state Kristen surprised Miles as her personality has slowly matured each time. Kristen reached down to her feet and took her socks off and brought her legs up to the couch sitting Indian style like she has always done in her past therapy sessions. Once again her light sundress slipped up her upper thighs just like an egg slides out of a non-stick pan. She continued smiling at Miles and with a playful voice spoke, “You never get tired of staring between my legs and at my pussy do you Doctor Spencer?

Miles thought there seems to be some type of residual memory of their therapy sessions stuck inside that pretty little brain of hers. That was puzzling to Miles that Kristen would have any sort of recollection of the previous sessions when it came to sexual dalliances between Miles and her. Miles makes sure to wipe her mind clean of any improper sexual contact after each session especially him staring at her vagina. He was however encouraged that her conscious mind is retaining some things and he said, “You know when you sit like that it makes it really hard for me not to look between your legs young lady.”

Kristen gave Miles an evil smile as she giggled at him bringing her hand over her mouth, “That’s why I like sitting like this. I can tell what kinda guy you are.”

Miles asked, “So, what kind of guy am I?”

Kristen said, “Normal I guess. You see ~ any guy who doesn’t sneak peeks at a girl when she’s got her legs open like this (she looked down and pulled the front of her dress up over her lap exposing her tiny thong to him) and doesn’t look is either gay or a guy I can’t trust.” Then a big smile came across her face. “See I know I can trust you.”

Miles smiled as his eyes traveled up from between her legs to her eyes, “I’m so glad that you can trust me. Now, let’s get back to business. The last time we spoke you mentioned that you asked your father to find a home in Oklahoma. You also hinted to the fact that he took you to Sweden and that you met a new friend ~ a one ~” Miles was scanning thru his notes ~ “Farah Johansson. Do you remember telling me that?”

Kristen sat silent for a few seconds. “Yeah, Farah she’s a neat girl. I really look up to her. It’s like she’s ~ oh I don’t know ~ more like an older sister that I never had.”

Miles wanted to keep things in order and asked, “So, Kristen I would like to get a more definitive answer as to the real reason why you and your father moved to Oklahoma. Was it your father’s drinking or was the real reason because the boys pinned you up against the lockers in the girls changing room at school? I mean they had you naked and they were making you play with their penises. I mean that would be enough for me to move my daughter from that school.”

Kristen shuffled on the couch and said, “Well, my father was definitely pissed off about the boys in the girl’s locker room that’s for sure. But ~ like ~ once the boys weren’t allowed to come back to school and they got expelled for good, things got really normal for me. Most of the kids felt sorry for me after the incident. The girls took a shine to me after that and really got to know the real me. Once that happened I made a whole bunch of new friends and going to school wasn’t so bad. Then the three boys who attacked me ended up going to juvenile detention so they got their punishment that’s for sure.

Miles was satisfied with her answer and then asked, “So, it really was the drinking that forced you to move or was there another reason?”

Kristen rubbed her chin and said, “Well, daddy seemed to drink a lot more the longer that he didn’t get to see my mother when she was in jail in Oklahoma. Now, that I think about it when mommy was in the jail in Pennsylvania daddy got to see her every day and he barely drank. When they moved my mom to Oklahoma after she got stabbed daddy had just the one chance to see her each week. The only time that daddy was happiest was when he knew that week he was going to have special mommy and me time at the jail.”

Miles didn’t know what that was and asked, “Mommy and me time, what is that?”

Kristen said, “Well, that is the time when daddy actually goes into the jail and they have this little room that mommy and daddy were able to have sex together for a couple of hours.”

Miles said, “Oh, okay you’re talking about conjugal visits.”

Kristen scratched her head, “What are conjugal visits? I don’t understand that.”

Miles said, “That is just a fancy word for mommy and me time that’s all. I remember you telling me during your last therapy session that, your father was still having sex with you and your girlfriends at that time. You mentioned that you were around eleven or twelve at that time. You also mentioned that you and your two girlfriends were able to seduce each other’s fathers and that later all of you were joining in and having your own private sex parties at each other’s homes. You also said that your father ended up having sex with Mrs. Bowen and that led to her convincing Mrs. Galloway to join in on your little family swinging trysts. So, if your father’s had ample sexual partners why weren’t his sexual needs being met? Why would he drink so much? It just doesn’t make sense to me Kristen.”

Kristen snapped her fingers and said, “That’s exactly it Doctor Spencer. I would sleep in my daddy’s room sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and he wouldn’t be there. I would find him in his office or sometimes on the couch passed out with bottles of whiskey all over the place. Then things got worse I found him in his car parked on the front lawn with the car running but at least it was in park. I found him in the garage once and the car was up against the wall. Thankfully it only rolled and didn’t do any damage to the car or the house.”

Miles said, “So, your daddy was drinking because of his inability to see your mother every day?”

Kristen’s eyes began to fill up with tears as she sat for a few minutes and finally spoke, “Well, one night my daddy was drinking a lot as we were watching TV together. I asked him to just stop drinking because he is going to get hurt one day. He told me that he can’t because he feels so guilty. He told me that none of this stuff would have never have had happened to me and my mother if he hadn’t been in Europe. He felt like he was a bad father and he should be in jail and not mommy. He also feels horrible because the police won’t leave us alone.”

Miles’ curiosity was now peaked, “Why are the police bothering you? And why does your father feel like he should be in jail?”

Kristen said, “Well daddy felt like he abandoned me, my brother Kevin and my mother because he had to travel for his job so much. Now, the police was something completely different. They would just show up at all these strange times and want to look around our house and all.”

Miles said, “Now, Kristen the police they just don’t show up for no reason. Tell me why they would show up at your home?”

Kristen said, “Well, The Galloway’s and the Bowens liked having our own little swinger parties with just our families but surprise, surprise the girls mother’s Amanda Galloway and Fawn Bowen had an idea. They suggested to my father that they wanted to meet all of the other special families that we knew so they could have fun with the other families ~ to like ~ spice things up a little. So, my dad arranged to have a party so everyone could get to know both the Galloway’s and the Bowens.

Daddy invited about twenty special families that were the closest to us. The party started off okay and then as it was breaking up later that night the police just happened to show up. They put the kids upstairs and talked to us while the other officers searched the home for drugs and stuff. The other officers asked us kids, ‘did any of the mommy or daddies touch us in a bad way?’ Of course we all said, ‘no.’ we were all trained by our parents to lie to the police so no one would go to jail because they just don’t understand our way of life.

The police showing up like that was bad for my f