The Pact Episode 1 The Elegant Solution Chapter 1
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Cindy caught Toby during practice. "Okay, so what do we have to do?"
"About what?" Toby asked.
"To get back in the team's good graces," Beverly elaborated.
"I doubt there is anything you CAN do," Toby said in all honesty.
"Gina did something," Cindy pointed out. "So something must exist -- some kind of initiation or something."
"If there was such a thing, I'm sure Gina had to do something special," Toby noted.
"Yeah, probably," Beverly agreed. "We could do something special, too."
"You could, I guess," Toby replied, "If anyone was interested." He appeared to think about it. "I don't know if there is anything or anybody you could handle this with, but I'll ask around."
"We would appreciate it," Beverly turned on the charm. "Thanks!"
"I haven't done anything..." Toby replied.
"You will..." The cheerleaders moved off.
"Yeah, I will," Toby said under his breath, "but you'll never be able to prove it."
Gina placed the note in Cindy's locker. It said, 'Fleur13 on IM.' That was it. Everybody knew what service Cindy and Beverly used, so it wasn't even mentioned. Cindy found it when she went back to shower after practice.
"We're in!" she crowed, showing the note to Beverly.
"We'll see..." Beverly replied.
Toby didn't mess with them until he was in his new 'command center' at the club house -- and he had Damian with him -- because FIRST he had to ring in the Tyrone and Otis connection and he wanted Damian's help in dealing with them. That wasn't too difficult, either -- there were people around who knew their IM handles and what chat rooms they used to hook up the two black girls they were running as hookers. Toby made the connection on IM in group chat:
Rooter93: Hey, T
Tyrone came back with:
Rondo06: Do I know you?
Rooter93: Yeah.
Otis jumped in with:
O_First06: So?
Rooter93: Not really important. I'm just the dude out front. There's a bunch of us.
Rondo06: What do you want?
Rooter93: Got a problem you can help us with. A bitch problem.
O_First06: What kind of bitch problem?
Rooter93: Got two. Pains in the ass. Think they're privileged. We know you two keep bitches and know how to turn their heads around and get them going in the right direction.
O_First06: Yeah, we do that.
Rooter93: These two think their shit don't stink. Mommy and Daddy always buying them out of shit. Did I mention they're white?
Rondo06: No, you didn't.
Rooter93: Well, they are.
O_First06: What you want done with these white bitches?
Rooter93: We figured that if you and six of your closest homeys turned them every which way but loose and you ran your game on them so their heads were pointed right, they'd no longer be a problem, you know? Mommy and Daddy can't erase dick-tracks in their pussies.
Rondo06: What do we get for it besides arrested?
Rooter93: Come on, you know how to make a bitch understand how she's supposed to be and what she's supposed to do. We've seen the results. Nobody is gonna get arrested. That's why we come to you.
O_First06: You still ain't said what we get.
Rooter93: Simple. You get the bitches. We don't want 'em. You fuck 'em, you train 'em, you keep 'em. They'll make big bucks on the street. Or make 'em clean your crib -- or whatever. Sell 'em back to mommy and daddy. We don't care -- shit, take 'em to Homecoming and have 'em blow guys in the restroom!
Rondo06: How would this work?
Rooter93: Like I said, they think their shit don't stink -- but they know they're in trouble with us. So they think they're going to an initiation -- and we're gonna make 'em get naked and try to scare 'em a little bit, and it's all gonna be cool and they're gonna be all forgiven and can go back to being bitches again. They think they know how it's going down, so they figure they'll just pretend to be scared and skate past shit, like always. So we blindfold 'em and we get 'em naked and we give them to you...
O_First06: I LIKE IT!
Rooter93: Get Rudy to take some pics like he did of Bernice and put 'em on the net. Mommy and daddy will shit a brick!
Rondo06: Don't have a place.
Rooter93: We do. Location, transport, everything. You show up. We drop the bitches. You hook 'em up. You go home. Bitches go wherever. Lead 'em out on leashes, if you want.
Rondo06: If you got all that shit, why don't you do it yourself?
Rooter93: We don't have your magic touch. We'd get the cops. You'll have 'em telling mommy and daddy that they really wanted to fuck all those black dudes, won't you?
O_First06: Maybe.
Rooter93: If you have a problem, we can back it out. They'll be blindfolded, anyway. You won't, though. It'll be cool.
Rondo06: How do we know you ain't jerking our shit?
Rooter93: We'll hook you up with something tomorrow after school -- prove we're serious.
O_First06: Awright. We're in that far.
Rooter93: We'll hit you up tomorrow. Text message.
Toby ended the group chat.
"What are you gonna give them?" Damian asked.
"Suck booths. We'll get a couple of volunteers. It won't be a problem," Toby assured him. He already had the volunteers in mind...
Cindy and Beverly didn't get a conversation. 'Fleur13' came on IM and said, 'Friday night, after the game. You will be contacted. Do what you're told. Plan to be out all night.' That was it.
When Janice got home from school, her mother was out front in the car with a load of clothing and accessories, boxes of knickknacks and an armload of file folders. "There was more than I thought there would be," Abigail confessed. "We'll take this load and come back and finish, then wait for your father. I want you with me in case he feels compelled to do something stupid."
Janice wasn't thrilled, but she helped her mother cart their things to some shiny new rooms in a big old house. She would have preferred to stay there, but she went back with her mother and helped her prepare a second, smaller load of personal effects. And then her father arrived home...
"What is this?" Tom Fremd erupted, getting out of his car.
"It's over, Tom. We're leaving," Abigail announced.
"You're what?"
"Leaving."
"That's it?" Tom started to look thunderous. "Suddenly, you don't need me anymore?"
"Yes. We can't stay. Janice can't stay, in particular. She can't go any further down this road. It shouldn't have gone on this long, but neither of us is exactly brave..." Abigail explained.
"So now, after all this time..." Tom rasped.
"Yes," Abigail replied, "Finally."
"What made today the day?" Tom asked, perplexity eclipsing anger.
Abigail pursed her lips. "Everything came together. Tom, we all need to do better. The only way we can is to be apart."
"Are you ready?" Tom asked.
"Yes."
Tom pursed his lips. "Goodbye, then." He turned and headed inside the house, not looking behind him, clearly dismissing them. Abigail nodded Janice into the car, got in, and drove off.
"That went well..." Abigail muttered, and began to shake in reaction. Janice didn't say anything -- things were moving too fast and she was lost, bewildered.
Meanwhile, Terence was doing something uncharacteristic -- setting someone up for a fall. After a preparatory conversation with Gabriel, the pair of them waited for Julio to get nosy and...
"So we figure we'll hook you up so you get some experience..." Terence drawled.
"What?" Julio stuck his head in his brother's bedroom. "You don't do that. You CAN'T do that -- you've got no women!"
Terence cocked an eyebrow. "How do you figure THAT, Mister Great Womanizer?"
"You're dating my sister," Julio sneered. "You can't have hot and cold running women..."
Terence growled dangerously. "Keep talking, Shithead -- I'll bust your ass again!"
"I'm just saying you have nothing." Julio waved it off, but Gabriel realized that he had backed off because he knew Terence could do it.
"I don't make promises I can't keep," Terence rumbled, "unlike a certain Romeo I could name."
"I don't believe you," Julio sneered.
"I don't think you can fuck for more than thirty seconds, either!" Terence retorted. "Tell you what -- we'll do a performance test. I'll get someone in the club stable to lower herself to open her legs for your sorry ass, and you can show us what a fantastic lover you are!"
"Where would this happen?" Julio cocked an eyebrow.
"We have a place. It'll be pitch dark -- she won't know you and you won't know her -- totally anonymous. Of course, you have to keep your big mouth shut or she'll know she's fucking the great Julio Vasquez..." Terence dangled the bait.
"Eh, I dunno..."
"If you are so superior, Elder Brother, you can show us all what a great lover you are without hypnotizing the woman with your greasy compliments," a voice sounded behind him, "Or are you incapable?"
"Bonita!" Julio spun to regard his sister.
"You are ALL talk, Julio! Just like a politician! What makes THAT superior to Terence, who delivers on his promises?" Bonita snarled.
"Did he promise to make you pregnant?" Julio reposted. "I hear he does that."
"No, he hasn't, Brother. But if he does, I know what he will do about it. I know what YOU would do about it, too -- and they are two different things!"
"So what am I proving, here?"
"That you can satisfy a woman, Brother. All of the evidence I have acquired says you can't -- your syrupy tongue merely allows you to escape after you have failed!" Bonita replied.
In reality, Julio had never really tried. Sex for Julio was about putting another notch in his gunbelt and acquiring his own pleasure -- he masturbated momentarily with the woman's pussy and went on his way. But there WAS an unspoken up-side to this deal -- pickings had been thin lately. Julio's reputation was draining his pool of prospects. His sister and her idiot boyfriend were offering him a fuck, if nothing else -- without all that tiresome warm-up he usually had to engage in... "When?"
"Friday night, after the game," Terence replied. "We'll sneak you into a place we have. The guys will be having a party -- and you aren't invited, but you'll be able to use the facilities. We'll get one of the girls drunk enough or whatever to volunteer and all you have to do is fuck her -- with your mouth shut. Then she can tell everyone how hot you are -- without knowing who you really are."
Julio shrugged. "If she's too drunk to fuck..."
"Then we'll put it off until we can find one that isn't. We'll START with sober volunteers," Terence rumbled.
"Fine!" Julio sneered. "I accept this ... challenge." 'What do I care what they think, anyway?' Julio thought. 'It's free pussy.'
"Bonita will give you the details when they're set up," Terence rumbled. "I'm outta here -- I can't stand being in the same room with you!" He led Bonita out of the room and Julio followed, fuming a bit but pleased that he would once again fool Bonita's big black blowhard boyfriend. Julio didn't give a second's thought to the fact that no one threw Gabriel a bone...
Terence hung out on the porch for a while with little Bonita and then headed home. He called Toby on arrival. "That ignorant asshole took the bait!" he reported.
"Good!" Toby replied. "We'll let Wanda's sister talk about him like a dog and get it all on video..." But that was only Phase One...
Abigail and Janice unloaded their car and while Janice set about arranging her new room, Abigail went next door to see Toby in what she had already dubbed in her mind as 'the Geek Room'.
Toby was on the phone to Amy. "We need to seal the deal with Tyrone and Otis. Kelly was talking about trying out the blowjob booths -- why don't you call Wanda and see if she can come in tomorrow? She can learn on Tyrone and Otis and be ahead of the game. It would be nice for her to have an instructor..."
"I can do that," Abigail volunteered.
Toby pretended surprise. He hadn't manipulated Abigail at all, but he knew she was looking to do something. "Are you sure?"
"I've had my throat abused by experts."
"Have you ever enjoyed it?"
"Well, a couple of days ago..." Abigail blushed.
"I think it's a good idea, if you don't mind," Toby said. "There will be two boys, so we might want a second girl to suck, but I'm sure I can get one. This girl is big and unhappy, but looking forward to her first fuck." Toby went on to explain the 'dark room' plan, leaving out the recording and the hidden agenda for Julio.
"If she does well, I could suck the other boy," Abigail offered.
"If she doesn't, she'll need help," Toby replied. "Her sister is pretty good and probably wouldn't mind being in the other booth. Amy? What do you think?"
"You're right -- Wanda will probably buy off. If not, we can pull in a couple of other girls," Amy replied.
"If they don't want to do it, I will replace one of them," Abigail offered.
"Okay. Thank you!" Toby smiled.
"No, thank YOU! I owe you all -- and besides, I'm kind of looking forward to being challenged..." Abigail smiled -- an unaccustomed expression -- and swept out.
"I'll call Wanda," Amy said, and hung up.
"Wanda?"
"Yes."
"It's Amy."
"Oh, hi!"
"Look, we've pretty much got Kelly locked in for Friday -- but she said something about trying out the booths, and we came up with an emergency requirement to make a couple of guys happy..."
"Yeah?"
"Um, look, they're black guys. I don't have to tell you that we don't care a lot about color, but I don't know how Kelly feels about it..." Amy said carefully.
"Well, let me find out..." Wanda went and knocked on Kelly's bedroom door.
"Yeah?" Kelly opened up.
"Amy's on the phone. Friday is all set. But they have a couple of guys who need blowjobs tomorrow..."
"Wow! No shit?" Kelly was surprised -- and pleased -- to have been called.
"Yeah. Hey, look -- they're black guys. The club doesn't get all wrapped up in color." Wanda honestly didn't know how this was going to go...
Kelly thought about it for about three seconds. "Well, they can't see me. Yeah, fine, no problem."
"Did you get that?" Wanda asked Amy.
"Uh huh. We'll be putting an older woman in the booth with her to coach and to help out if she gets into trouble," Amy explained, "but since there are two, we were wondering..."
"Yeah, no problem. I can take one," Wanda agreed. "Pete won't freak, will he?"
"He'd better not!" Amy replied. "He got SEVERAL from girls who belong to other people! Frankly, you don't have to tell him, either, if you don't want to -- and if you do, just tell him that it was a request from the club..."
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Morning had come too early for Toby -- the requirement to turn out and deliver the edited Cindy and Beverly Show came only an hour and a half after he and Amy collapsed in bed, exhausted, after a torrid bout of lovemaking. It needed doing, though, so he cranked it out, then tried to go back to bed. It seemed like he'd only just closed his eyes when Ma came in and said, "Candace is on the phone -- something about a sign painter." That call brought good news, though -- not only could the...
The pair didn't talk about it, but the fact that Lon and Sally thought Rick and Teela might make a couple wasn't a dead subject, by any means. Teela had gotten it from Sally, and Rick from Lon -- and the strange thing was that they hadn't killed one another, yet ... Rick had been having a blast until he realized where it was all heading -- and that left him more than a little freaked! Teela went over the whole incident thus far in her head and came to a couple of weird realizations: First,...
The good news was that Arlene got the whole bound and helpless thing. When Robert bent her over the couch arm, the position was a little uncomfortable, and the tail was also an issue, but that was okay -- she deserved it. She was a little sore from the workout the previous evening, too, but she'd earned that. Robert, usually a gentle and considerate lover, vented his demons in her to a certain extent -- and THAT was okay, too. It was a confirmation that he wasn't fooling around or just...
Julio's patience had already worn thin when Bonita and Terence arrived to pick him up, and having to wear a blindfold to the clubhouse was an additional trial. But Terence grated, "You're not a member, so the location is secret -- period! There are probably two dozen other people in your boat and they don't bitch. We can go back..." "No, no, that's fine..." Julio would be an hour behind schedule, at least, if he went out now to collect some stupid slip. "Do you have something, or am...
When it was apparent that lunch was over, Candace grinned wickedly, reached up and undid her halter top, saying, "So, how about dessert?" That got three surprised blinks. "Something specific?" Toby asked cautiously. "I hoped to try out two of you," Candace replied, dimpling. "Beth seemed to have such a good time ... Lon, you can have Beth, of course..." She turned to Beth, "Give him anything he wants." Returning her attention to her son, she added, "She can cum, but she has to...
Rick and Teela approached things a bit differently. Of course, Teela never escaped Rick's grasp and both were soaked before they had been in the pool for thirty seconds. Repeated dunkings washed the magenta spritz out of Teela's hair and left her looking like a drowned rat, but she gave a good account of herself. Finally, breathless, they staggered to the edge of the pool, where Rick pinned Teela against the edge. Teela, laughing, said, "You know that tale you told me about Lon having his...
"Let me up! Why are the lights on?" Julio demanded. "Come on, Julio, we caught you talking hours ago." The voice came from the intercom. "We just didn't see any reason to cut things off before the two of you finished enjoying yourselves." "It's not fair!" Julio whined, "I was half-asleep!" "You two needed to be formally introduced, anyway," the voice on the intercom replied inexorably, "You KNOW you're going to want to see one another." "I don't know if..." Julio...
Candace presented Fred with a check for twenty thousand dollars at ten a.m. Fred called Rico and they started pulling permits, largely for plumbing and kitchen work. Candace called in Jiang Yi and Toby and Amy -- and Randy, who, as it turned out, was taking architectural drawing in school -- and began working on the detailed plan. Toby was in charge of electronic entertainment -- and surveillance. A portion of the servant's quarters off one of the back wings of the old house would house the...
"Mama! What are you DOING in there?" Terence roared, thumping on the bathroom door. "I'll be out in a minute!" Louise called, wiping her self down with a bath towel. She'd been in the bathroom for a considerable period, what with the shaving, and trimming her pubic hair, and the shower ... One bathroom for the four of them could get to be inconvenient. Throwing on a light robe, she breezed out the door, "Sorry!" "Thought I was gonna piss myself!" Terence grunted, rushing through...
Harmon entered his kitchen and froze. Noreen was standing at the stove wearing a T-shirt and panties, turning bacon with a fork, humming. He turned to Mack, "How did SHE get here?" "Donna? I brought her home." "Oh. I thought for a second she was Noreen..." "Wishful thinking, Pop?" Mack's eyes glinted. "Let's not go there," Harmon growled. Donna turned around, putting her unfettered breasts on display through the thin T-shirt. "Momma would probably be thrilled to...
Damian and Terence were totally lost, of course, but the others got it -- and Lon assumed a leadership role. Whistling, he gathered the others off near the pool edge while Candace sauntered toward the lounge chairs, the other women following slowly. "Okay, that's the game, then," he announced. For Damian and Terence's benefit, he clarified, "The excuse is suntan oil, but what this really is, is an opportunity to feel up the woman or women of your choice. Basically, nothing is off-limits...
Friday morning, Rick and Teela met Lon and Sally about a block from the construction site. "Ready?" Lon asked Sally. "Yes. Teela is going in with me," Sally replied. "Cool." Lon nodded, while Rick looked aggrieved but let it pass. "Toby's at the house already, in case this guy gets in a hurry -- but I'll be following as fast as possible." "Why don't I cover things here, and you can bail and get there in advance?" Rick suggested. Lon thought about it. "I...
Abigail's standard briefing for new arrivals included the statement, "There is some kind of a party that they're trying to get rolling in Dark Room One. Pay attention to the lights indicating what's in there and who is invited, so you don't get surprised. We're not gonna blame them if you screw up and then discover you're somewhere you shouldn't be." This narrative caught the attention of several couples -- but most took one look and headed elsewhere. Clint and Brenda, however, had...
"Okay, that's the easy part," Jean announced. Teela was reclining on her elbows at the side of the bed, her feet on the floor. Beside her was a towel and a washcloth. Jean was wiping shaving foam from her razor onto the towel, which contained ample evidence that Teela's hair was not naturally black, but rather a rich, dark brown. The pair had messed around a bit, trying to get a diamond pattern shaven into the unusually dense but relatively straight fur on Teela's mons -- the classical...
Julio Vasquez sat at the breakfast table and glanced around; Mama and Papa were elsewhere. "Bonita? That woman ... What did she look like?" Bonita eyed her brother and smiled widely. "You would be horrified, Big Brother." Pursing her lips, she added, "It was good, wasn't it?" Julio masked his irritation. "Perhaps." "Would you see her again?" Bonita asked. "I didn't SEE her the first time!" Julio quelled Gabriel with a glance. "You didn't answer my question," Bonita...
Jean wasn't really fooled, either; Candace's movements and her spastic clutching of her lounger went beyond mere pleasure at a massage. Despite the fact that Jean couldn't see her expression, she was sure of what the rest of her reactions represented -- and it brought her to the point of desperation! Candace shuddered a few more times, relaxed, stretched, and turned over, smiling at Beth. Looking up at Rick over her other shoulder (facing Jean), she murmured, "Now do my back..." adding...
Mary more or less expected her unknown sex partner to proceed straight to pressing his cock into her -- but Ray knew better than that in the first place, and needed a moment to recover from the blowjob in the second! Instead, he slid under her spread legs and swiped her unseen slit with his tongue. Mary inhaled a gasp! Cunnilingus was HIGH on the list of things she'd never had done to her and she was taken totally by surprise, believing as she did that 'nobody would actually want to stick...
Antoine's early childhood had been in Haiti -- his family had moved to the United States when he was five. In the neighborhoods where he had lived for the next several years, there was a lot of the whole overcoming the stigma of being black and coming into one's own in a world where white guys still generally ran things and everybody seemed to remember when great-great-granddad was a slave -- but Antoine saw a lot of this from the outside; it didn't really resonate with him, largely...
Randy was only on tap to pickup Rico and Luis -- which he did from Lucky's. Louise took Fred to Carpenter's -- and she didn't bother hiding where they were going, because he was going to know where the place was, afterward, anyway. Neither of them could find much to say, so the trip was mostly silent; there would no doubt be talk afterward, and CERTAINLY during... Since this was a command performance from an audio and video point of view, Toby was obliged to be present, like it or not....
Fred sat in his truck, remembering the events that led to his peculiar interest in 'the other thing'... It was a big group, fairly well organized, with a decent mix of males and females and a nice place to go -- a local gym rented itself out for private parties. There was more to it than that, undoubtedly -- they had mattresses instead of just mats, and things were organized into different areas in a way that said that the gym owner was undoubtedly a member -- but so what? Fred and Louise...
"Okay, your turn, Man." "Hey! What the fuck?" "It was two minutes, Man, not until you finished. You'll get another shot..." "Shit." Louise Carter heard this exchange through the door to the small room in her small house occupied by her two large sons. God knew what they were doing ... In the background were moans and groans and other noises that indicated that they probably had a porn video up on the computer they shared. She and Fred had decided to allow that in order to give...
Julio Vasquez had struck gold early -- but it turned out to be iron pyrite -- fool's gold. Julio had discovered a hot little thing in more than a bit of a hurry to lose her cherry and they'd gone to her dorm and Julio had shredded her hymen -- then hung around to get that second nut. But the little slip was bony and seemed unable to handle the pounding, whining and complaining about how rough he was and how painful it all was. Julio lost his erection in the face of her upset and discomfort...
"You're gonna be mad, I'm afraid..." Harmon jerked as if he'd been electrocuted! Instinct told him that there could only be one reason he might get angry... "Noreen?" Her sigh confirmed it for him before her voice did, "Yes." Harmon was suddenly very tired. "Whose bright idea was this?" "There seems to be a list -- it's a major conspiracy. I don't think I was invited to put my two cents' worth in until long after they put the thing in motion. Of course, I didn't stop...
Fred got home about four a.m., stone drunk; Louise figured he must have slept it off some in the parking lot at the bar, because if the cops would have seen him driving at closing time, she would have had to pick him up from the jail. He was in no shape to notice her getting up for work two hours later... Lon didn't see how on Earth he was going to get through Saturday's little party -- but with any luck, Beth and Louise would be less horny, too, given the fact that they'd seen recent...
Ed was prompt -- and nervous. Adele took the twelve-pack of beer he brought from him and led him back to the kitchen. Despite the discussion over appearing in his work coverall, Ed was in a plaid shirt and very new blue jeans. Adele forbore comment. She was in a halter top and a skirt -- and if Ed got that far, which was questionable, he would discover a distinct lack of panties. Adele had gone around and around with herself over that choice, and she decided that she would deal with the issue...