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New characters introduced in this chapter:

Patrick (Paddy) O’Farrell

Electrician, Grandfather of Maureen, 5’-9’’ tall, 175 pounds, 68 years old, gray hair, watery blue eyes

Maureen O’Farrell

Patrick’s Granddaughter, 3’-0’’ tall plus, 55 pounds, not quite 7 years old, light red hair, light green eyes, very cute and a large Talent

With January of 2021 came better weather. By Sunday, the 3rd, temperatures here were back in the sixty degree range during the day and the high thirties at night. The weather in the northeast had also improved with temperatures in the high forties in the Boston area, which helped with melting much of the accumulated snow.

During those days in December when we weren’t helping with repairs or preparing for the holidays, Jill and I had spent time on the public computers of various libraries doing research on the gangs and organized crime in Boston. Our research led us to several conclusions. The first of these was that those in crime in Boston were not as wise, smart, or organized as their counterparts in New York and New Jersey were. The Patriarcas had factions set up in Providence, Rhode Island and in Boston, but fighting and distrust between the factions plus aggressive pursuit by law enforcement over the years eventually led to their being reduced to a shadow of their former strength.

The Irish gangs were no better. Constant fighting among the gangs for control of the various activities led to their eventual forming partnerships with people they couldn’t trust. Even under James “Whitey” Bulger, the Winter Hill Gang couldn’t stay solvent and had to borrow money from their enemies the Patriarcas. They too were eventually reduced to a shadow of their former power by aggressive law enforcement. It appeared, as I had read in one article, that now it was “Disorganized Crime” that remained in Boston.

Jill and I had hoped to get help from some of the Irish gangs to track down those in the Patriarca Family who had convinced Don Palladino to help the Magic Haters. Now we were unsure how we would be able to locate Frank “the Fish” Mastrototaro.

“We’ll just have to go up there and see what we can find,” I told her since we didn’t have a definite plan.

“It’s a long way to Boston, and will be a longer way back if we don’t find anything,” she warned me.

“Yes, I know, but I have to try,” I told her before pulling her closer to me. I had come too far to turn back now. There was too much at stake.

“SO when will we leave?” she asked.

“The warmer weather began there around the 5th of January. It will take some time to reduce the amount of snow piled up there. Additionally, it will require several days to drive up there. If we leave on Thursday the 14th, we should be there by Sunday the 17th, I should think,” I told her.

“Why so long?” she asked. “It’s only something just over a thousand miles, or about sixteen hours if we take I-40 and I-95 according to the computer,” she finished.

“First off, I have no intention of driving straight through. Secondly, there is the weather to consider this time of year, in addition to stopping for eating, gas and other things,” I told her.

“What other things?” she asked.

“I want to acquire additional license plates. Finally, there is sleeping during the drive. Even in your SUV, you can’t get more than a nap at best. We will need to stop to get a decent night’s sleep, if we are going to work at our best when we arrive,” I told her. She smiled on hearing this.

“Yes, and something more than sleep. We also need more than just fast food on a trip that long. So a stop for a good dinner and breakfast will be necessary,” she agreed.

We had nearly everything that we would be taking with us packed by the evening of the 13th and loaded in the SUV. We were late arising on Thursday morning having spent considerable time the night before pleasuring each other. We had packed our remaining items, eaten, and were prepared to leave by 1000 that morning.

“You two be careful up there and don’t be strangers,” Thad told us on the porch before we left. The others had said goodbye to us inside with kisses and hugging. It was a warm sunny day at the O’Donnell farm and had been fairly warm overnight also with a low in the mid-forties.

It was past 1700 that afternoon when we pulled into the motel parking lot outside of Raleigh. While we had traveled only something over three hundred miles, we had garnered several additional used license plates on short side trips to various junk yards. We were careful to only get one North Carolina license plate. Jill’s SUV had her South Carolina plate on it currently.

We set out again on Friday morning just after 0900 following a very good night’s sleep and a large breakfast. We pulled into a hotel parking lot in Wilmington, Delaware at about 1900 that evening having come something over four hundred miles. The traffic around the major cities of Richmond, Washington, DC, and Baltimore had reduced our speed considerably. We had also made a couple of side trips in the Baltimore area to acquire more license plates.

We could have gone on, but had decided to wait until the morning to go through New Jersey and the New York City area, as we didn’t know if the police there were still looking for us. Of course, they would hopefully still be looking for a pickup with North Carolina tags. To be safe, we had changed to Maryland tags when we had stopped for gas and food that afternoon.

It being a Friday night, the hotels / motels were crowded, and it took us several stops to find a decent room. We had an excellent dinner that evening, and retired early for a night of love and sex, since we weren’t sure if we would have time for either once we reached Boston.

Saturday, we were ready to leave by 0930 following a fine breakfast. We had New Jersey and a part of New York to get through. It was definitely cooler this far north than it had been at the O’Donnell farm. The roads had been clear so far, and we had seen little snow on the countryside off of the roads.

I-95 took a route through Pennsylvania and Philadelphia before eventually joining the New Jersey Turnpike. We had decided that we didn’t need the traffic going through another major city, and opted to take the way we had come in November taking the Delaware Turnpike to the New Jersey Turnpike and traveling it through New Jersey to where it ended and became I-95 again before crossing over the Hudson River and into New York City.

The last part of this turned out to be a tortuous route, but we persevered by carefully watching the signs and the other information posted along the way. I-95 went across the Bronx before turning north and going up the east side of the Bronx then becoming the New England Thruway, a toll road, for a short distance, just as the New Jersey Turnpike had been a toll road for most of its length. We eventually crossed into Connecticut where we continued on to and through New Haven before stopping early for the day; worn out though we had only traveled some two hundred and forty miles or so. There were just too many roads and too much traffic up here to suit me.

We left the hotel outside New Haven at around 1100 on Sunday morning having slept in after a night of love and sex. Additionally, we had no idea where a church was here, or if they even had one that we usually attended. Interstate 95 continued through Connecticut and Rhode Island before entering Massachusetts. As we neared Boston, we came to an intersection where I-93 split off. It went up the east side of the city while I-95 went north up the west side of the city.

The first impression one gets of Boston is that it is huge ... gigantic. According to articles that we had read on the internet, the city itself covered 89 square miles (S.M.) of which 48 S.M. was land and had a population of 678,000. The Boston Urban Area covered some 1,770 S.M., and the Metro Area covered 4,500 S.M. with a population of some 4.8 million people.

We followed I-93 east across the south end of the Metro Area, and then north through a part of the Metro Area to exit it at Columbia Road. We turned left under the Interstate and followed Columbia Road to Boston Street where the hotel we had reservations for was located. It had been advertised on the internet as a low key facility near shopping and dining areas. They had a snow free parking lot, and we found a parking space near the entrance of the hotel, as it was early yet. We had only driven something like 150 miles today. We found a place to have lunch nearby before checking into the hotel. The people at the front desk were very pleasant when we checked in, and the room was more than adequate with a queen size bed that was nearly long enough for me. The bathroom seemed a little small to me, but then I’m a big guy. Jill found it to be all right for her.

Following unloading what we would need for the night, I cast my strongest wards around the SUV, just as I had done every night on this trip. Back in the room, we took out the map of Boston which we had previously purchased and spread it out on the bed. It was a large map and covered much of the bed. We had Southie outlined on it from maps we had seen on the Internet.

There had still been signs of snow visible from I-93 in some areas. We had seen pictures of Southie on the Internet which showed some of the streets there were more like alleys - being very narrow like those in many old cities in Europe and Great Britain. We had wondered how they had dealt with all of the snow that Boston had received last month.

“We can go right up Boston Street and into Southie in the morning,” Jill pointed out as we looked at the map. This was one of the reasons that we had chosen this hotel. Also it was less expensive than other hotels in the city; however it wasn’t inexpensive, just less expensive.

Later that evening, we had dinner in a very nice restaurant before retiring. We had quickly learned that what we had read about the hotel was true, as there was a lot of noise from traffic and from planes going over to and from the airport. I cast a sound deadening spell, that I had learned from Angus, around the room to remove the noise. I had cast my wards in the floor, walls, and the ceiling soon after we had entered the room initially.

Arising early on Monday morning, we felt quite refreshed following a good night’s sleep. We had only slept close together. I had needed to sleep at a bit of an angle because the bed was a bit short for someone my size. Following a reasonably satisfying breakfast at the hotel, we left to see what we could find in Southie to help us in our quest for Frank ‘The Fish’. Going north up Boston Street, we passed under I-93, and the street shortly changed its name to Dorchester Street.

Three quarters of a mile or so later we came to the intersection of East and West Broadway, where we turned onto East Broadway, as we had seen a truck pulling away from the curb into traffic. Jill slid us into the vacated parking space that it had been occupying. Even this early, it being just before 0800, we had noticed the lack of parking spaces on the way here.

On exiting the SUV, I cast my strongest wards around it to protect it from both vandals and the traffic which was heavy already.

“Which way?” Jill asked, as I finished.

“Let’s cross the street and walk east going toward the bay and see what we can find,” I told her before we set out at a leisurely pace. There were many wooden and brick buildings of three and four stories and occasionally more along East Broadway in addition to a number of new office towers. Many of the buildings had stores at street level with housing above them, and most appeared to be fairly narrow but deep. We soon passed the Medal of Honor Park and then a school as we proceeded to the end of East Broadway before crossing the street again and starting back to our vehicle. The sidewalks were more crowded by now, and I received a number of strange looks from passersby.

Jill with her short stature and red hair easily passed for a local, but I am much taller and larger than most of the local men, and I could sense a bit of fear or apprehension in many of those who we passed, as quite a few of the Irish have just a touch of the Talent, but not enough for them to do any serious Magic.

We were maybe half way back to our vehicle when a young girl, certainly not more than six or seven years old, came racing out of a store front and skidded to a halt just in front of us. She appeared to be a bit confused at first, but then smiled showing several missing teeth.

“Please help Athair mo’r (AH her MORE) (Grandfather)” she pleaded in a small voice.

“Where is he?” Jill asked in a soothing voice, as she stooped down to the girl’s height.

“In the store. The bad men are in there,” she said nearly crying. “Please!” she begged again.

“You stay here with the child,” I told Jill. “I’ll deal with them,” I added turning toward the entrance of the shop which had a sign on its front windows in gold letters reading ‘Paddy O’Farrell Electrical’. The door was still open, and I moved inside after casting my strongest wards around me.

Inside I found a couple of young toughs threatening and beating on an older man who they had backed up against a counter. He had been hit several times, and there was blood on his shirt.

“Leave him alone,” I told them in a command voice. Both jumped in shock on hearing my voice and whirled around to face me.

“Who the hell are you?” one demanded. He was the taller and thinner of the two with dark hair. The other one was shorter and heavier with brown hair. Neither one could have been more than twenty-one or so.

“I’m the one who is going to take out both of you if necessary,” I told them, as I cast the ammunition spell.

“We ain’t afraid of a big bastard like you,” the shorter one said, as they both pulled out pistols.

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Carl Road Trip

When we resumed our lumber delivery trip, I thought about Carl fucking Baxter. Would his ass take all of Carl’s cock? Would Carl like to fuck a guy's ass? I wondered how I’d get them together.I asked Carl, “Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?”“No. If I got my cock in her cunt, I was happy with that.”“Did you fuck a lot of girls?”“Why are you asking?”“I am just curious. In my youth, it was hard to find a girl who would let you fuck them. They were all saving their cherry for marriage or...

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The late afternoon sun shone into the study, its rays hitting the crystal chandelier that hung from the ceiling. Colors of the rainbow danced on the walls. Isabella stood there gazing at the dancing colors. Her mind wandering to the last time she watched the colors dance. A smile grew on her face and an ache grew between her legs as she remembered how Master Paul had punished her and how much she enjoyed it. In the past week since her punishment, she had done everything in her power to...

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I was around 14 or 15, when a k** moved in down the street from me. He said he was 13 and short for his age. I knew he was younger than that though. He did not have a father nor any siblings. One day I was in back of our house mowing the lawn I called it "The Back 40" cause we had the barn back there and it backed up to the woods. He was walking down the path by the woods and saw me. He waved to me I and I waved back. Then he started up my way and I stopped mowing and started over to the big...

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Introduction: Steam punk, action, romance, Obe steals Amelia away on his ship. Amelia sat as she always did, upon the cushioned seat of the open bay window, the cool evening breeze tickling her short, richly colored hair against the back of her pale neck. She sat with her feet curled under herself, almost kneeling and leaning forward on the windowsill, a thick, leather bound book open before her as she concentrated on the slim pen that idly wrote beautifully curved letters within. It might...

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Robin and Pat Naked in SchoolChapter 13 Saturday Daytime

Robin - Waking up I woke up still snuggling with Pat. As I looked at Patricia and Patrick sleeping facing me, I started thinking about all the changes in my life that have happened this week. One of the first things that occurred to me was that several of the changes that have happened to me were started directly or indirectly because I was placed into The Naked in School Program his week. A week ago last Monday was the first day of school, and because of that, we had an assembly. During...

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The last six days of school went quickly. I had studied hard enough that the finals weren't a problem. Penny and I didn't have any free time to get together except to study. The last day of class was a half day on Monday. Penny and I planned to go back to my house after school and have lunch then take advantage of the nearly empty house. I heated up soup while Andy made sandwiches for the three of us. We had just sat down to eat when there was a knock at the back door. Andy jumped up and...

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Same Time Next Year

Introduction: This short story was inspired by the 1978 romantic comedy film starring Alan Alda and Ellen Burstyn. The two strangers meet accidentally while they are both away from home. They strike up a friendship and agree to meet at the same place every year. Their relationship grows more intimate as the years go by. I was heading for The White Swan Hotel. My wife and I were actually staying at The Anchor Inn at the other end of town. We come each year for the annual flower show. To be...

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A Cougar In The Night

I had been waiting for this oppotunity for months ! There I was....away for a 5-day stint at a class I was taking to prepare myself for a new direction and career move. I knew I was going to scope-out the local scene and find an escort for a little extra "inspiration". I poured over advertising that was all the usual "I-am-wonderful...call me" stuff, - and then I spotted an ad that said "Sex Coach for Consultation Visits". I love having a woman coach me and tell me what she wants and how I am...

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The Pleasure Of Submission Ch 3

Dee did not take Patrick's large penis in her mouth right away; she wanted to enjoy it and tease it first and the young black girl was also more than a little worried she would not be able to fit it in her mouth.  Instead, she continued to stroke the shaft slowly and as she brought her mouth closer she started to run her pink tongue around the head of Patrick's cock. Patrick let out a small masculine moan as Dee tasted his precum.  Hearing him moan in pleasure excited Dee.  She teased his penis...

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Taking The Final Step

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Seasons of The Heart Fall Ch 04

The next few days went off without many problems. Occasionally Claire would find him looking at her, his gaze intent on her, but other than looking, he made no moves for her. Part of her was disappointed, but on the other hand, she reminded herself, that that was what she had wanted. Finally the day of the art museum trip came and she and her classmates prepared for the trip. They would be walking, as the museum wasn’t far from the campus. As the students, bundled up in scarves and hats,...

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My uncle and I enter the hotel room. All is quiet except for the noises of our feet. I walk to the bed and begin undressing, smiling to myself as I think about seeing him nude again.He turns on the TV, for he needs the noise at all times.When he looks at me, struggling with my bra, I lick my lips and gaze at him hungrily. Then I lower my gaze to the center of his shorts and again lick my lips.Man, I want to suck it, I think.After dropping my shirt and bra on the floor, I struggle with my jeans....

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Michell1

Dan was a contract attorney and had to fly to British Columbia on business. He rarely had to go to Canada for the large firm he worked for was primarily a petroleum and gas company that did most of its business off shore in the Gulf of Mexico. Still, the Branson Drilling Company was contracting with his company for off shore drilling near Alaska but in Canadian waters. Dan had been doing this job for over 25 years and was not ready to retire at the age of 55 but knew his job so well that he...

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Second Chances Part 1

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The Crossing part 34

I was an escaped PoW living as a woman in Nazi Germany. Now that the Third Reich was dying and the war was almost over was it time for me to end my masquerade? THE CROSSING - part 34 by BobH (c) 2016 - 76 - Avoiding all roads we rode the horses as hard as we dared, keeping to high ridges where the terrain permitted. That way even if we were seen by any of the many armies abroad we were too far away from them to be perceived as a threat, or...

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The Gardeners Daughter Pt 1

I have a good job. It doesn't pay fantastically, but the work is varied and means I am always doing something new. I'm lucky enough to work for a Sports Management company. We manage top level sportsmen and women and my job is to take care of all the little bits and pieces that they want/need to keep them happy. The logic is that is they don't have to worry about the little things, then they can concentrate on performing, which means they get paid, so the company gets paid.I've travelled all...

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Furinkan Tsubasa

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Call guys best service

I got an email from a woman asking for sex service. She described as a widow of 34 years age and upon calling her at the number mentioned, she confirmed her email and a meeting were fixed. The address was of Jubilee Hills a very push locality in Hyderabad and I was aware of the kind of women who live there so I was pretty excited. On the day I dressed casually and packing my pocket with 2 packets of condoms I set out for the house. It was fairly simple to find the house. It was a big bungalow...

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forced Cont

A roar from the crowd of pure excitement rips through the air. It sound to be fifteen to twenty people here. I fell a jolt of pain through my right breast. A blood curdling scream came out of me. I stepped back only to step into a female. May I do something to her? Yes go head. She grabbed the rope and lead me to a wall and told me to put my hands over my head and stand on my tippy toes. Hands go underneath my breast and lift me up. My wrist slide onto something, feels like a hook. I am lowered...

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Happy Birthday

Hey! I’m Nat, if you’ve read my previous stories, you know about me and my life. A friend told me that I was a modern Cinderella, it took me some time to realize how right she was, but sure, I am. When my dad and mom died in a car accident and I survived I went to live with my aunt and her sons, I was too young to have clear memories, but since then, I’ve been raised here. My aunt hates me, I’m surer each day, and her kids, well, they had a girl who does all the work at home, I clean the...

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Kira Calls me Back

This is a continuation of a pervious story.I was nervous after I hooked up with Kira... Nervous it would change our friendship, but it hasn't. It had been about a week since the wedding and we were still texting regularly, the only difference is now we joke about have sex again. In the pervious week I had hooked up with that blonde bridesmaid (the one who tried to sit on my lap), lets just say I was right... She loves cum!I was sitting at home watching a ball game when I got a text from...

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Summer HeatChapter 18

I left work a little early and picked up Rachel at the apartment. We drove over to her parents’ house. I parked the truck and we went to the front door and knocked. Her mother opened the door and looked at us with distaste. She did step aside to let us inside. We went in and sat side by side on the couch. Rachel’s father was sitting at his chair. Her mother sat down. Rachel said, “Gerald has asked me to marry him and I have agreed. We are here to announce that happy event and invite you to...

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In the rare times I get the house to myself, I drag out my box of pretty things. I have a nice collection of teddies, corsets, panties and a couple pair of black 5" pumps. I'm a closet crossdresser. My wife approves and will encourage and dress me sometimes, but she's not a fan a me sharing, which I will do from time to time on cam. My favorite outfit starts with a pretty black lace garter belt. I like to watch myself in the full length mirror as I step into it and wiggle it up into position. I...

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