Present For CheriseChapter 2
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The calendar was cleared for the following weekend. Gwen and Chrissie had taken Mr. Yakimoto's visit to heart and were using it as a run through for how to accept VIP's visiting the recording studio. A limo was stationed at the airport, the best suites in town were rented, all meals and tours planned down to the minutest detail.
Once cleared through customs in Atlanta on Friday afternoon, Mr. Yakimoto's entourage was whisked to a waiting Gulfstream III and flown to Savannah. From there they were taken to their suites at the Hilton and the limo was placed at their disposal for the duration of their stay.
Breakfast on Saturday morning was catered by the hotel on the open back deck of Kalliste. Tony was in no mood to have their first meeting on neutral ground.
The conversation was begun by Mr. Yakimoto over tea after breakfast. "So Mr. Smith, I am dutifully impressed. The amenities are first class, a private jet, breakfast on a beautiful yacht. There is a statement there you are making is there not?"
"It is my understanding sir, that you are a man of means. It would not be hospitable for me to host your visit in a style you are not comfortable with."
"It sounds like you know who I am. How does a young man come to know so much about me?"
"Prudence sir. It would seem we are somewhat at legal odds. One must investigate such things to understand them better," Tony replied. "That, and you are the uncle of my daughter, so to speak. That, at least in a legal sense, makes us family, does it not?"
Mr. Yakimoto was somewhat taken aback by that statement. "I was unaware we were at legal odds at all Mr. Smith. What makes you think that?"
"Sir, I am the legal guardian of your niece, Cheri. Her welfare isn't just an important thing to me. It is the most important thing to me. That needs to be understood. I am the only parent she has at this moment. Until a couple of weeks ago the legal course seemed very clear to me. Now it is not. Your legal motion is at direct odds with what I believe is in her best welfare.
"In any case that is for the lawyers and the courts," Tony continued. "I like to think that we are both on the same side where it really counts. We both want what is best for your niece. The fact that we disagree on exactly what that may be is something that civilized men can come to an agreement on. I believe we have a meeting with all the parties involved tomorrow at my mother's law firm. I just wanted to welcome you to Savannah and see to it that you are well cared for and enjoy your stay." Tony stood up.
"Mr. Smith if you know a fraction of what you claim to know about me then you will understand that I'm not in the habit of being dismissed quite so curtly."
"Dismissed? Oh, I do apologize, that was not my intention. The girls are here." Tony pointed toward the hotel behind Mr. Yakimoto where Cheri and Rebecca were walking towards Kalliste. "Perhaps we can continue our conversation later. I thought you'd like to spend some time with your niece this morning. By all means spend the morning aboard. We aren't leaving for a few hours. If you're up for a short cruise you're welcome to join us then when we take Kalliste home."
"Home?"
"Yes, she normally docks at our home. We have to make arrangements to dock at the hotel and they have another boat due in this evening so we have to give up this slot."
"So it doesn't belong to the hotel?"
"No, we leased the aircraft and the limo for your use during your stay; this is my private vessel."
The girls boarded the yacht and approached the two before Mr. Yakimoto could respond. Cheri had never met her uncle, but before she faced him, she pulled Tony into a hug and kissed him on the cheek. She was, no doubt, seeking a bit of reassurance before dealing with the foreign man. Before he could give her more than a quick squeeze in return, she released him and wheeled on Mr. Yakimoto.
"You must be Uncle Mori," she said, smiling at him. "I'm Cheri. It's nice to finally meet you." Her posture wasn't exactly challenging, but it was far from demure. Cheri had come a long way in her dealings with the male half of the species.
"Mr. Yakimoto," Tony said. "This is also your niece in a way, Cheri's cousin Rebecca."
Rebecca put out her hand to shake and said "Welcome to Savannah Mr. Yakimoto." She stared straight at him while he held her hand. There was no doubt those huge green eyes were having the desired effect in her first round at wrapping another VIP around her finger.
"The pleasure is all mine and thank you. The city, what I've seen of it, is beautiful," he replied.
"Cheri, why don't you spend some time getting to know your uncle?" Tony asked. "I'm going to run inside and check on weather for the trip home and make sure the hotel knows when we're leaving."
"Sure Tony, you won't be gone long will you?" Cheri asked, hiding her nervousness.
"No, ten minutes, tops. Can I get you anything before I go?"
"Tony!" Cheri giggled. "I do technically live here. I think I can find what I need."
Tony smiled back at her. "That you do baby-girl. That you do. OK, I'll be back in a few minutes."
Rebecca followed him off the yacht and they walked hand in hand toward the hotel. "So, how did it go?"
"Well, it wasn't Pearl Harbor at least. Somehow I don't think Mr. Yakimoto will be joining the New Jersey Chapter of the Chaos Fan Club anytime soon though."
Rebecca's tinkling laughter made him smile. "So really though, what's he like?"
"He's a self-important, arrogant asshole. Believe me I know. It takes one to know one they say."
"Tony! You aren't arrogant or self..."
She stopped because Tony had quit walking and was looking down at her, his head tilted slightly to the side.
"OK, OK there are times when you're really serious and it's something really important and ... oh boy! Were you at least civil?"
"I was cultured, civil, deferent, and polite to a fault. I'm surprised he didn't choke over his breakfast. Truth is he seemed to expect it."
"You know Tony, you do have to try and get along with him."
"I know, and I'll try very hard to be civil." Tony bent down and kissed her on the lips then continued walking. "I just don't do obsequious well."
"Is that a bad word?" Rebecca asked. Tony wasn't quite sure if she was serious.
"It means I'm not very good at kissing ass."
"Oh you do quite well with mine; I find you do besequous very nicely at times."
Tony stared down at her.
"Oh you can be so gullible at times you lug! I know what the word means."
"Is there anything I can get you Uncle Mori? More tea perhaps?"
"Yes, Cheri, please."
Cheri took the teapot below and with the simple expedient of re-heating it in the microwave oven in the galley returned quickly and poured her uncle a cup. She used the heating time to grab a glass of orange juice for herself.
Mr. Yakimoto simply stared at the steaming cup for a moment before saying, "So Keishko was correct. You forget your culture. You cannot even serve tea properly to a gentleman."
"Uncle Mori I forget nothing. The sugar is in that bowl, the cream is there. If you prefer, lemon wedges are on a serving dish before you. Americans find they can flavor tea or coffee more to their liking if they do it themselves."
"But it is not our way Cheri, you know this."
"It is not your way Uncle Mori. I am an American girl. I was born in the state of New Jersey to an American father and a Japanese-American mother. Did you know my mother was a naturalized American citizen? Even she is no longer Japanese in the legal sense. Daddy insisted on it."
"I see now why you were considered a rebellious child. You are quite impertinent."
"Well I can see why my stepfather would think so, though in his case it was normally how much foam ended up in his beer that I poured. Tell me Uncle Mori, do they whip girls in Japan if there is too much or too little foam in the beer that is poured?"
Mori Yakimoto sat for a second. "There are cases when corporal punishment is used to correct a child, certainly."
"To the point that bones are broken Uncle Mori?"
"Keishko, she worries about you. She is sick with worry," he said, changing the subject.
"Uncle Mori I do love my mother. But she is completely dominated by that man. She stood by and simply allowed him to abuse her own daughter and when abusing her daughter wasn't enough she allowed him to abuse her. She won't be forgiven for that. She could have stopped it; she could have thrown him out. It was our house we were living in anyway."
"It is not a woman's place to..."
"It is in America!" Cheri shouted.
"And you lower yourself even further child by addressing an adult in such a manner," Mr. Yakimoto said calmly.
Cheri sighed. "Uncle Mori I really do appreciate you coming all this way for a niece you've never met. I certainly don't seem to be one you can become overly fond of. I know, and everyone else knows, that mother sent you here. She thinks her rich brother can just show up and make things alright for her. Well it can't be done, at least not to her satisfaction. Now I don't know a whole lot about all the legalities of all this, what I do know is that my mother is legally unfit to be a parent. If she was to have another child the State of New Jersey wouldn't let her take it home from the hospital. That's a fact.
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CuckoldNot by Choice By Stefanie Flowers VOWS OF A LIFETIME So here I am standing at the alter about to take wedding vows. I had always thought that one day I would marry the girl of my dreams and raise a family; but how could I have imagined this? My spouse to be was not the girl of my dreams and I was very reluctant to be here today getting married; certainly not as I am now. I was being forced into the marriage. Not by a gun held to my head but by a series of unfortunate circumstances...
My boyfriend, Ben, had been out of town on a business trip for over two weeks and was still a week away from coming home. This was the longest time that the two of us had been away from each other since we started dating. We actually both agreed to not even to masturbate for the whole time he was away. Needless to say I was really second guessing my pledge. When he called the Sunday before he was to come back, I confessed I really needed a little physical relief. He suggested I get naked, get...
Authors note: It's been five years or so since my last published effort. I hope you enjoy this first part. Part 2 is already being written and will try to soften the bad karma from part 1. Life is Full of Choices Part 1 As I had always said to myself, once I graduated high school, Hillstown would only ever be a memory for me. A glance in the rear view mirror of my '89 Toyota and that would be it. My trailer trash step-mom and my three idiot half-sisters could stay in the...
She is in the attire of my preference. Short little mini skirt that is more than revealing, a tight tube top pushing her round fleshy breasts awkwardly upwards and almost falling out. Her make-up is dark and she is walking on heels that resemble stilts. I take a look at her succulent neckline and there is the collar that I placed on her 3 months ago, proudly owning the body that belongs to me now. I answer the door, not allowing her entry as yet. She greets as she has been taught, “Good...
Monday morning, Jim’s assistant of more than 20 years walked into his office and announced, tearfully, that she was retiring. “Rob’s retiring and we want to move into our Arizona condo full time,” Patricia said, with a tear in her eye, “but I feel like I’m abandoning you – I know we’ve always kidded about leaving the office at the same time, but I guess that’s not going to happen,” she said. Jim got up and gave Patricia a hug – not a sexual one, but a hug of comfort. She was a friend....
The expression "Hobson's Choice" is named after the keeper of a livery stable in seventeenth century England who required customers to accept the next horse available. Hence "Hobson's choice" means no choice at all. Hobson's Choice © 2003 by Nom de Plume "Young man, do you have anything to say for yourself before the Court pronounces your sentence?" The judge, a gaunt man with a hawk like face and bony hands protruding from his black robe, glowered down at the youthful...
Kidnap Meeting Dr Millar Brave New World Angel Making Plans for Georgie Treatment Mrs Perkins Max Georgie's Choice Release and enslavement Epilogue This story was inspired by two of my favourite on line stories - The Stepford Wives by Sarah Barndt and Guinnea Pig by Ruth White. If you enjoy the story check these two out or e-mail me at [email protected] Kidnap I staggered out of the bar, took two steps down the alleyway and collapsed. Another typical...
1. Inside the club it was like being at the bottom of the ocean, a dim, uncertain place filled with random movement and sound. Grant Blackley moved through it like some great marine predator, shoals of lesser creatures parting before him as if unconsciously realising all of this was his territory. Because it damn well was, Grant thought. He took up one of his regular positions at the top of a flight of stairs, overlooking the dance floor. At six foot five he hardly needed the extra...
Hezekiah's Choice She quickly but quietly entered my room and came up to my bed. It seems I am incapable of getting out of my bed without assistance. She has a razor in her hand as she tells me she will be removing my hair from my legs, chest and abdomen. I have no choice but to allow her to proceed. I have no choice because I am laying in a hospital bed being prepped for quadruple open heart surgery. The doctors told my wife and me that surgery shouldn't wait as I would probably be...
She awoke from bad dreams into worse. Her arms ached, pinned painfully together behind her back and wrapped immobile in a tight sleeve buckled to her waist. Her calves were belted to her thighs, pressing her ankles against her buttocks; a metal bar linked to straps wrapped around her thighs kept her legs forced wide apart. She couldn’t even turn her head – a high, rigid collar was wrapped around her neck, keeping her gaze focused straight ahead at a blank wall. Her jaw ached, forced open...
By my choice I read the diary. I am struck by the fact that almost everything that has happened to me was by my own choice. I watch the sea break against the shore, hear the cry of birds, and my mind goes back... I was always small. Slim, barely five foot five inches tall, I was the despair of my father. He had wanted someone his size, six foot three, a linebacker in college. Instead he got a boy that read, sang and danced. I had grown my hair long in rebellion against my father, and...