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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 34: Hanna Castleberry free porn video
Miss Hanna Castleberry of Longview, Texas was the young reporter who had interviewed us on the red carpet. So when she called to me from behind the security cordons outside the Owls Roost, I left the group and walked towards her, Mikeya and Adriana still on my arms.
I realized immediately that this wasn't going to work, as the other reporters all crowded around. I turned abruptly and walked away to her obvious disappointment.
"Penny, I need to meet with Miss Hanna Castleberry alone without the others around. She's the reporter who interviewed us on the red carpet. Can you arrange it?" I asked.
"It may take a little while," Penny replied. "First let me get you safely inside. Have you spotted something?"
"Nothing. Don't worry. I'm in no hurry. I just want to talk to her. Alone," I told her. "Could you get her and her cameraman's basic information from them also? Tell her you're doing a background check before you put her alone with me. And ask her to keep her cameraman close by."
"Yes, sir," Penny thought with a smile. This was the first time I had really given her instructions on how I wanted something handled. "Do you want me to actually run the backgrounds?"
"Naw. I'm just setting the mood," I explained. "I've already checked them. They're clean."
There were about a hundred people in the room, not counting the servers and the band. Since we made up about one-fifth of the party, I guess it would qualify as an intimate gathering. However, the ones who were there, had been the largest of the donors for the charity dinner last night, along with a few celebrities and local politicians. In addition, most of them wanted to meet the teen who had matched their donations.
We immediately appropriated a couple of the large round tables off to the side, and I politely excused myself as I headed for the buffet. I could swear that it had been three days since I had eaten. I returned to the table to deposit my twin plates, overloaded with some of every kind of hors d'oeuvre they offered while I went to get something to drink. When I returned, I groaned, as both plates were almost empty. I looked at the girls as they thanked me for bringing them something to nibble on and headed back to the buffet. I had barely gotten seated again when John and Dominique came by, bringing the first of what turned out to be a long line of people who wanted to speak with me.
I stood resignedly, looking longingly at the food. "Oh, well," I thought. "Business before pleasure."
John introduced the president of Rice University, Norman Hackerman, who thanked me profusely for our donation. I explained that it was the Greg and Susan Wagner Foundation's doings and introduced him to Nicky and Amy, then quickly sat back down to eat.
"I'm proud of you, Michael," Catherine told me during a lull. I was busily scarfing down my food before someone else showed up, so I thought "For what?" to Catherine.
"I didn't realize you hadn't eaten for three days, until I heard your thoughts. However, I am proud of your attitude about doing what's important for the company first," she told me.
"Oh, no!" Mikeya said on my other side. "I didn't know either. Here, let me go get you some more to eat." Abby jumped up with her, telling Mikeya that they should get me some more Coke to drink as well.
I continued to meet and greet, always introducing Catherine. Dominique and John spent a lot of time talking business with Catherine. I heard them discussing deep-sea oil exploration a great deal.
Dominique came and sat beside me saying, "Please, I know how young men are when they're hungry. Don't stop eating. I just wanted to tell you thank you for what you did last night. It was marvelous. It sure shook up a few of the old fuddy-duddies. I also wanted to find out how long you plan on being in Houston. You see, John and I would like to have you and your family out to the house tomorrow. No press and no VIPs. Well, except for my grandchildren. They usually join us for lunch on Sundays. We'd like to get to know all of you a little more. If you'd like, you can bring your bathing suits as we have a pool. And I assure you that the food will be much better than this. We have a wonderful chef and he is very experienced with cooking for young people."
"That is very generous of you. May I ask the others?" I asked.
"Certainly, just get back to me when you can. Say around one or so?" she told me.
"Hey everybody. We've been invited to a pool party at the de Menils' house tomorrow around one. Anybody up for it?" I thought to everyone.
Immediately the girls started responding aloud.
"Oh, boy! A pool party!"
"Yeah! Count me in!"
"We don't have bathing suits!" this was from Deedee.
"But we still have some of Michael's allowance left over," Nicky reminded everyone with a laugh.
Dominique smiled at their exuberance as she studied me. She had caught the fact that I hadn't ask them aloud. "There is definitely more to you than meets the eye, young man!"
Then she turned and began talking with Catherine.
About an hour later, Penny came to me and said that she had done as I requested, and Miss Castleberry was sequestered in a conference room on the second floor. Her cameraman was with her. I gathered Ileana, Adriana, Vickie, Nicky, and Abby to accompany me, explaining to Catherine that we would be back shortly. Catherine didn't even bother to ask. She knew I would keep her connected.
When the girls asked me where we were going, I told them to just follow my lead and be themselves. They were feeling good and giggled as we followed Penny.
Hanna, and her cameraman, Hal, were waiting for us. After we introduced ourselves, and seeing all the girls with me, Hal was not as reluctant to leave Hanna by herself with us.
Hanna Castleberry stood maybe five foot five, in her pretty high heels that accentuated her legs beneath a dress that didn't even come close to touching her knee. Her long dark hair was tied back in an effort to look older than she was. She hid her brown eyes that always seemed to be sparkling, behind a pair of glasses that she now had pushed up on her head, another prop to try to get people to see her as something other than a pretty young girl. However, Hanna's biggest weakness was also her greatest asset, for she had a personality that just bubbled, making people WANT to talk with her. You just knew that she loved puppies and kittens and called her grandma every Sunday. But right now, her bubbly personality was subdued as she waited to see what I wanted. The thought had actually crossed her mind that the rich and handsome teenage playboy was going to hit on her. "That wouldn't be so bad, except that he's so young, and he already has a bunch of groupies!" she thought.
"Here we go again!" I thought. "I just cannot get over how many girls are hung up on the age difference thing."
"Get over it, Michael. You can't change thousands of years of evolution," Adriana thought to me. "Besides, she doesn't really know you yet!"
The girls all giggled at Adriana's crack and I looked at them sternly, hoping they wouldn't get silly on me now.
"Hanna, I know you met them earlier, but to refresh your memory, this is my sister Nicky, my administrative assistants Adriana and Vickie, my fiancée Abby, and one of my wives, Ileana. Ladies, this is Miss Hanna Castleberry from Longview, Texas."
Hanna nodded to them and then turned to face me, expectantly.
"Score two points for Hanna," I thought. "She doesn't waste words, and she waits to see the lay of the land before speaking."
"Hanna has one younger sister, Alice, who's still at home. Her father, Bob, is former military and just about to retire as a policeman in Longview. Her mom, Cindy, was a nurse. They still live in the home Hanna was raised in, and are related to almost everyone in the county some way. She never had a serious boyfriend in high school, but was friends with most of the boys in town. She graduated from the University of Texas last year with her degree in journalism, and is currently working for KHOU here in Houston on the city beat, but dreams of doing documentaries. She is single, her last relationship ending when they graduated and he left for a twenty-seven month tour with the Peace Corp in French Guinea," I told the girls. "She is still a virgin and she does want to get married one day, and have babies, but for now, she is looking for the chance to work on documentaries."
Of course, the girls were used to seeing me pull mental rabbits out of my hat. However, Hanna was surprised. She immediately became embarrassed at the mention of her virginity, and suspicious as to how I knew.
"How do you know all that?" she asked.
"Is it about right, Hanna?" I asked.
"Yeah, I guess. We still plan to get back together when Billy comes home, and I get my own career going," she told us. "I checked on you, too. You're the boy wonder of Wall Street, getting ready to take over your grandfather's company, at sixteen. And you really are married to two princesses from an island in the South Pacific."
"Very good!" I told her. "Your affiliate in New York gave you accurate information. Have you heard from Billy since Christmas?"
She looked at me closely. "No. He said it's difficult to get mail out from where he is," she answered.
"And you believe him?" I asked.
"Uh, I'm not sure. Before he left he promised me that they had regular mail, so I don't know what to believe," she said.
"Hanna, can you handle a video camera?" I asked.
"Of course. I can also write, direct, and produce. Why did you have the FBI checking me out, and why are you asking me this?" she asked with a mixture of confusion and some fear. "I'm the one who is supposed to be interviewing you!"
"In a moment," I replied. "One last question. Is it really your heart's desire to make a documentary?"
"What's going on?" she asked. "If you have checked me out at all, then you'll know that's true. Why are you asking me this? It's as if you're interviewing ... uh, you are, aren't you? That's why you wanted to talk to me without Hal."
I smiled and just nodded. I could see the light bulbs come on in Adriana and Nicky's eyes as well, as Hanna considered us in a new light.
Finally, I said, "Hanna, I am looking for someone to document on film what is about to happen in my life. I cannot promise you that it will ever be seen by the public, as I will hold absolute rights to all aspects of it. But if what I think is going to happen, does actually come to pass, it may become one of the most important pieces of film work in this century. I am willing to take that chance, allowing the right person complete access to my life while paying them to do it. Are you willing to gamble the next couple of years of your career that I might be worth filming?"
I could see that she was debating furiously with herself, and I HATE scanning anyone, especially a female, while they are trying to make a decision. Meanwhile, Adriana, Nicky, and Abby were connected to Vickie and all four of them were chattering back and forth at the same time, which, even with my considerable skills, I could hardly follow.
So I waited.
"What makes you think your life would rate a documentary that would be so important to the world?" Hanna asked.
"You mean, besides the fact that I am sixteen, and already one of the richest teenagers in the country? That I am about to become the head of the ninth largest private company in America? Or that I'm a prince, married to two princesses, Ileana here, being one of them, and engaged, so to speak, to Adriana there," I said nodding towards her, "and to Abby, the little one there."
Hanna just looked at me, staring from me to Adriana, Ileana, and Abby before bringing her eyes back to me. Finally, she asked Adriana, "You're engaged to a man who's already married?"
Adriana just nodded her head, as Vickie chimed in on her behalf. "She was born with a deformed larynx, so she is unable to speak. Nonetheless, she can see and hear just fine. She understands Michael's, er, unique relationships and wants to be a part of his life ... a very intimate part!" she added giggling.
"And you're okay with this?" Hanna directed the question at Ileana.
"Of, course. Why wouldn't I be? I only met Michael a few weeks ago, and married him by accident when he agreed to get my sister and me pregnant with the next heir. Thank goodness, my sister got pregnant first so now I don't have to!" she explained in typical teen fashion, which is rarely an explanation at all.
Hanna was even more confused, but she sensed a story there. Then she looked at Abby. "How about you? Are you even old enough to be talking about marriage?"
"I'm older than he is!" Abby said indignantly.
"Oh. I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I get so angry when people don't take me seriously because of my age, or because I'm a girl. And here I just went and did it to you. Please, I didn't mean it. Can you forgive me?" she asked Abby sweetly.
"If I do, will you come to work with Michael and live with us?" Abby replied.
'That's my Abby! Blunt and to the point. I think she likes Hanna," I thought to myself.
"This is ... well, it's almost unbelievable! I don't understand your offer. I mean who would I be working for? What are the hours? How much does the job pay? And just what all is involved?" Hanna asked in a rush.
The girls all giggled and I laughed. "You would work for me, and you would live and travel with us," indicating the girls.
"Yeah, we live on a train," Abby informed her.
"You live on a train?" Hanna parroted.
"Actually, we ARE living on a train for the moment. You see, my great-grandfather owned a railroad way back when, and my grandmother just happened to inherit three custom coaches. They're really pretty cool," Nicky explained. "And with the size of our family, it means that most of us can tag along when Michael has to go somewhere. We left Denver last Wednesday, spent the weekend in New York, went to the State Department in Washington on Tuesday, Six Flags Over Georgia on Wednesday, New Orleans on Thursday," she smiled at Abby, "and got to Houston yesterday so Michael could do his thing for the FBI."
"His thing? For the FBI? No wonder you know all about me. What do you do for the FBI?"
"He bought us pretty dresses and took us to a big fancy dinner, and then he saved us when we got kidnapped," Abby explained.
"You mean the Sheriff's Department saved you," Hanna prompted. "My editor was plenty mad I didn't stick around for that story. But it was his fault he wouldn't spring for an assistant to run the tape to the station in time for the ten o'clock news."
"Uh-uh. I mean Michael saved us. Tommy was a big help and Michael did hire him, but it was Michael who knocked out the bad men," Abby said adamantly.
"But that's not the story they put out over the wire," Hanna said.
"It's not really important," I said as Abby looked like she was going to argue again. "But back to how much I'll pay. Let's say that the pay will start at double whatever you're currently making, plus all benefits and expenses. I'll pay for whatever equipment you need, and we'll discuss anything else that comes up."
"Double? Do you know what I'm making now?" she asked.
I scanned her before replying. "You made a little over five thousand last year, plus almost twelve hundred freelancing a series of articles for that women's magazine. And a few hundred dog sitting for your neighbors when they went out of town. Let's call it sixty-five. That means I'll start you at thirteen plus benefits and expenses. We'll review it and see if you're happy with us after thirty days."
"You really did check me out. How long have you been planning this?" she asked. "And what's the catch?"
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Huh? Why it's almost eleven o'clock," she replied.
"Then I've been considering this for about four hours. I've had the idea for some time, but I was waiting on the right person to come along," I replied.
"You might as well tell her about the 'no secrets' thing, Michael," Vickie said.
"What 'no secrets' thing?" Hanna asked.
"Hanna, there are several 'catches' as you call them. First, you have until tomorrow night to make a decision. We will be leaving Houston then and I have no idea when we will be returning to Texas. I promise that you will be safe, and always have adequate accommodations; you can ask the girls what they think of theirs in a minute. We'll work out your schedule after you see what all is involved," I explained.
"Okay, what about the 'no secrets' thing?" she asked.
"The second thing is that you will be privy to a tremendous amount of confidential information. I don't normally ask for a confidentiality statement, I feel like I can screen out people I don't want around me pretty well. But I will if it makes you feel better. Regardless, you will not be allowed to divulge any of it without my permission, and that won't be until much later, if at all," I continued my explanation.
"Tell her Michael! It's only fair," said Nicky.
"And third, you will discover that there are no secrets around me. The girls all tease me about it, but some of them found it uncomfortable at first. It means..."
"It means that he will know everything there is to know about you. Everything you think and feel!" Nicky said interrupting me. "In fact, he already does. You just don't know it yet. Or didn't know it yet, or ... you know what I mean!"
"What do you mean he knows everything?" Hanna asked, afraid now.
"Penny, I'm going back downstairs now. I am leaving the girls to answer ANY questions Hanna might have. Would you stay and escort them all back down to the party when they're through here?" I told her. "Also, I just checked and everything is all clear."
"Certainly, Michael," Penny replied.
"Miss Castleberry, I hope you will feel free to ask the girls anything you want to know. When Nicky said no secrets, it happens to go both ways," I said as I left them.
I could have followed their conversation from the party, but I'd still probably end up being embarrassed or confused. Therefore, I didn't bother. Vickie could reach me if they needed me.
The party was winding down when I returned and several couples were dancing. The other girls all wanted to know where Nicky and Vickie were, so I sent them to join them. Hanna was probably going to be overwhelmed anyway, so she might as well get them all.
"Should I go with them?" Anna asked.
"I just scanned and all's clear, but it's up to you. Penny's up there with them," I told her. Anna resumed her seat as we both noticed that Karla had already tagged along with the girls. Catherine rose when she saw me finish with Anna and led me to the dance floor.
'So?" I asked her. I had left her connected so she would know what I was doing upstairs.
"I thought you were crazy at first, Michael. However, the more I think about it, the more I agree with you. Things are happening, and are going to happen, that future generations will need to know. In addition, historians will appreciate having things documented with video and interviews. Actually, I think it's brilliant. Do you think we should document the company as well?" Catherine asked.
"I'm sure the company will be a part of it, but I don't think it's key," I replied.
"Then just dance with me, Michael," she said as she put her head on my shoulder.
After two dances, they called last dance. We simply stayed there, slowly dancing that one too.
"Go now, Michael. Thank your hosts for inviting us," she told me softly, not wanting to let me go.
The girls had all returned, along with Hanna. They surrounded John and Dominique, thanking them for the wonderful time.
"Will I see you in the morning, Miss Castleberry?" I asked innocently.
"Only if you make me get up before noon. The girls have invited me to spend the night on your train. We're going to have a slumber party! I just have to run by my apartment and get some things. It sounds like I may be gone from Houston for a while," she said with a bubbly smile.
"Can Adriana and I ride with Hanna to her apartment to get her things?" Vickie asked.
"If you can talk Kip or Karla into going with you. You'll probably need to get a cab from her apartment back to the train as I don't think there is anywhere to park her car there," I told her.
"That won't be necessary. I'm sure my roommate will be glad to drive us over," Hanna said.
"Great! Bring what you think you'll need for an extended trip. Whatever you need later, we'll pick up," I told Hanna. "Oh, and bring your swimsuit. We're going to a pool party tomorrow. At the de Menils' house."
"You got invited to the de Menils' house?" Hanna asked.
"Yeah," replied Vickie. "We haven't been swimming since we left the ranch."
"The ranch? You have a ranch?" Hanna was spinning now.
"Well, actually it's Anna's, but we spent some time there. And we're going back soon, I hope," Vickie said.
"Maybe sooner than you think. But we'll discuss it tomorrow. Be safe and we'll see you in a little while. Call me if you need me," I told Vickie. Hanna just arched her eyebrows at that remark, but didn't ask.
"Should I tell her?" Vickie thought the question to me.
"It's up to you. However, I can tell you from experience, you shouldn't do it while she is driving," I thought with a laugh as I remembered Tommy's experience from last night.
Karla followed the three girls to Hanna's car, as we boarded the tour bus for the trip back to the train. I asked Penny to make sure that the tour bus would be there to take us to the de Menils' tomorrow around noon.
I grabbed a seat in the middle of the coach. The girls usually took the back, while the adults sat in the front. The bus driver closed the doors and turned out the interior lights as he pulled into traffic. A few seconds later there was movement from the rear as Nicky and Grace appeared. Nicky climbed in my lap as Grace sat down in the empty aisle seat.
"Grace wants to ask you something," Nicky told me with a grin.
"Why did you say that I still had issues?" Grace asked rapidly. "I don't think I do."
"Then I stand corrected. If that's the case, may I kiss you?" I asked her.
"But I don't understand why you said that," she persisted.
"Like I said, I was wrong. You don't have any issues anymore. NOW, may I kiss you?" I asked again.
"But you can't do that," Grace said.
"Can't do what? Kiss you?" I replied.
"NO. I mean you can't say I have issues, then say you were wrong," she said with exasperation growing in her voice.
"Oh?" I asked. "Why not? I usually admit it when I'm wrong and you clearly stated that you didn't have issues, so I said I was wrong and agreed with you."
Grace looked to her lap, never raising her eyes before finally standing and bolting back down the aisle.
I decided to try something that I had just learned, gathering a mental picture. Sort of a composite of all her emotions just now. Then I took that composite and tapped Grace on her mental shoulder.
"What?" she snapped.
"Can I show you something?" I asked softly.
When she responded with an "I guess so," I quickly scrapped Grace's composite and took a quick one of Nicky and showed it to both of them.
"This is what I see when I look at Nicky. Each color represents a different emotion. See all the different emotions and how they fan out sort of evenly from her. You can tell she's happy because of this one," I said, pointing to a large light blue shape in the image. "But you can also see she feels deeply for you by this reddish orange color here."
"Oo-o-o, is that really me?" Nicky asked. "It's really pretty."
"You should see it after you cum! It all turns sort of a golden white color," I said.
"I'd REALLY like to see that. And soon!" she replied teasingly.
I quickly did a composite of another of the girls and showed it to them without telling them who it was.
"Whose is this, Michael?" Nicky asked.
"Any guesses?" I asked. "I'll give you a hint. The dark purple is frustration."
"Is it mine?" Grace asked.
"No," I said, "Try again?"
"Is it Deedee?" Nicky guessed.
"The purple is frustration. It's not dominant, but see how it sort of meanders through everything. It stems from her difficulty communicating," I told them.
"Adriana!" Nicky said with conviction.
"And did you see how her frustration underlies a lot of what she feels, but doesn't stop her from feeling happy?" I asked.
"Okay," Grace said, "And your point is... ?"
"Here's your mirror, Grace," I said simply.
The shades of turquoise and teal and emerald green were twisted and convoluted, surrounding a pinkish core. Just looking at it, caused you to feel the confusion. I said nothing as they looked at it. I could feel Nicky actually shudder slightly as she sat silently on my lap.
"Is that really me?" Grace asked. "You're not doing something weird to it?"
"Gee-ze, Grace, the whole idea of an emotional mirror is weird!" Nicky exclaimed.
"We've got trouble," I heard Kip say as I saw the reflections of the revolving red lights of the police car behind us.
The bus pulled over on the nearly deserted downtown street with the police car right behind us. He sat there for a moment as another car arrived, lights flashing, as it pulled diagonally in front of the bus.
Penny and Anna stepped off the bus with Tommy behind them, instructing Kip to stay with the girls.
The Deputy stepped out of the car in the rear and approached them but didn't draw his gun, which was good for him. When he saw Tommy, he said, "Look, man, I'm sorry to have to do this, but I have my orders."
"What's going on, Ray?" Tommy asked.
"We've been ordered to pick you and the kid up," he replied. "Grand theft of a police vehicle."
"What?" cried Anna, before Tommy could say anything.
"Yeah. They appointed Ben the acting sheriff and he's decided to press charges. The DA told him he was wasting his time, but you know Ben. He and Otis were like this," as he held up two crossed fingers.
"But he was in pursuit, in the middle of a felony kidnapping of two teens!" Penny exclaimed.
"I'm sorry. If it was up to me, I'd be giving you a medal instead of arresting your ass," Ray replied.
"This is absurd! I've got to call Daddy," Anna said.
I connected with the general, waking him up. "Sorry to bother you, sir, but we seem to have a complication from last night," I thought to him. "Here's your daughter."
I pushed their conversation to the back of my mind as I made my way down the aisle, stepping off the bus. "Let's just go with them, Tommy, and get this over with."
"You're the boss," he said without emotion.
"Rules say I gotta put these on you," Ray said holding up a pair of handcuffs. "But if you promise me no funny business, I'll put 'em in front."
I simply held out my hands, wrists together, saying nothing.
"Okay. You have the right to remain silent..." Ray intoned the now mandatory Miranda Rights.
Tommy and I were led to the patrol car behind the bus and seated in the back seat. Penny was still berating the helpless deputy from the other patrol car.
"Let it go, Penny. It's not his fault. Just follow us to the station. Anna is talking with her dad right now," I told her.
I had scanned both of the deputies and they were not happy with their orders, but they had little choice. They were just doing their job, I saw as we headed to the jail.
"Michael, Daddy said to sit tight and not do ANYTHING. He is taking care of this and he doesn't want you to expose your abilities in any way. Okay?" Anna asked.
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