Malan MothersChapter 21
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"That lady who escorted you here – Ruth I think you said her name was; can she sign an affidavit that there was no such intent?"
"I expect so. There were a group of ladies involved in getting me and the girls together. They called themselves Malan mothers."
Mrs Mboya's eyebrows lifted. "Ah. So that is who that lady is; one of the five Malan mothers? Derek – what is your surname, boy?"
"Dearden, ma'am."
"Mr Dearden, you have struck lucky. These ladies recently became famous in the colony, and they are respectable residents now, so their word should be reliable on the subject of you and your intended spouses. What I need from you in the first instance is the names of each of you, and your country of origin."
Derek named his girls with pride, ending by saying, "We are all from England, ma'am."
"Fine. Have you all arrived to remain permanently, or do one or more of you have to return to Earth to settle your affairs before moving here to stay?"
Derek's visage took on a querulous look as he considered the point.
"I don't actually know, ma'am. Apart from Marjory, we are all university students and need to convert our courses to distance learning arrangements. I am not sure if we have to appear in person for that or have it done by phone. Also, some of the girls may want to say goodbye to relatives."
"You can do that easily by phone too, Derek. I think you should discuss these points with your fiancées, and get back to me when you have settled the matter. I cannot finalise your immigration status until you each register to be a permanent resident.
This is not to say that we can't sort out other details in advance. For example, what subjects are each of you studying? That helps fill out our database of residents' talents and abilities. I also need to have a summary of the physical health of everyone applying for residency. There are some medical conditions, for example, which we are not in a position to cater for, so that may prevent a successful application."
Derek mentioned the courses each of them were taking, adding, "As far as I am aware, all three girls are fit and well, except that Marjory is pregnant – but in the early stages. She is only sixteen."
"Really? I hope your other partners are a bit older, Derek?"
"As they are at university, you can tell that they are, Mrs Mboya."
"True. I was a bit off the mark there, was I not? Well now, do any of you have physical assets that need to be removed to Rehome – specialist furnishings, prized possession (a collection of paperweights, for example) or such, that we have to ask The Personalia to transport here? And any financial assets that need to be transferred to the Bank of Rehome? We just have the one banking facility on Rehome, you realise?"
"Gosh, I never thought of such items. I'll need to ask the girls and get back to you about that."
"Oh, I should have said: Any wooden items need to be certified clear of woodworm and other infestations before it can come to Rehome. You will understand that we cannot have any pests imported here.
"I understand, ma'am. I will pass that instruction on where needed. I can appreciate you don't want pests for which this planet may not have protection in its ecology. This must be a follow-on from the questions I got when I stepped off the Landership?"
"It is, Derek. Correctly observed. Some arrivals do not think of these protections, and have to have some of their items impounded and returned to Earth. Pets can be a particular problem in carrying diseases and pests, which is why our publicity material warns that pets cannot come to Rehome."
"You say we each get land. I presume that is land for farming. Do we not get forestry land as an alternative?"
"No. All forests on Rehome are reserved to the Colony, due to products that come from the forest fringes. The Colony does not want the forests disturbed; certainly not those in the vicinity of the Colony and its rural hinterland."
"But you have railways here. Aren't the rail sleepers made of timber?"
"Yes, that is so. We have to import the timber from Earth, although the Colony is looking at other planets for timber supplies. New Eden is tunnelling through mountains to a forested area, and we hope to see timber from New Eden before long."
"So what comes from the forests that is so important that the forests are protected?"
"I can't say, Derek. I know that there are people who are engaged in harvesting truffles near the forests, and truffles are a valuable export, so perhaps truffles are the driver of that policy, but it may be a combination of things. I know that there is a forest animal similar to a deer that is native to Rehome. Possibly the intention is to make sure it is not disturbed in its habitat. I am not an expert on Rehome's ecology, Derek, so don't expect me to answer all your questions."
"Sorry, Ma'am. Being a student, I tend to ask questions a lot."
"To get back to the question about land, if we find that a group of people are trying to get more land than they should, we solve that by making the land grants hundreds of miles apart."
"Oh. I get you. It would be almost impossible to operate them together, being so far apart!"
"Exactly. Any land swaps have to be approved by this department, so in such cases we turn down any proposed swaps. The word soon gets around, and such underhand dealing ceases to be a viable option. In your case, if the resident ladies sign affidavits that your intentions were honourable, all of you would get contiguous land grants, so you could operate as a very large farm."
"Wow!" said Derek. "So I should become a farmer?"
"Not necessarily, Derek. If you prefer to put your energies into other aspects of Rehome, you might employ a farmer, or group of farmers, to operate your farm land. Another possibility is to rent the land to a nearby farmer, so that he can add your holdings to his farm, for the benefits of scale from a larger farm."
"So what is the reason for the land grants: just a free gift?"
"You could look at it like that, young man, but it is much more than that. In part it is an incentive towards development of the Colony. More farms lead to a series of local communities, which would become the kernel for future villages. Farms involve produce, which creates a greater economy for the Colony. The expansion means a need for transportation, and the most effective style of transport, and the most efficient, is the railway. Building the rail network in itself stimulates the economy. The incipient villages need schools to educate the children, and the city requires additional facilities: hospital, community centres, sports facilities, swimming pool, and so on.
You can see how the Colony is developing, but it also has a strong grounding in basic laws, a single religious structure, and a civil service geared to improving the lot of the residents. There is an ethos of community blending all that together. I think you should enjoy taking part in the new society we are creating."
Derek gulped, astonished at how he was now seeing the Colony of Rehome. It was no longer just an offshoot of Earth. It was a new entity in the same way that the early United States was a completely different beast from the countries that had first settled the territory.
Brian Brown was not a happy man. He had just been arrested at the rail company warehouse by the policeman his superiors had brought along.
He wondered to himself, "should I say nothing, and let them work to find out more, or do I blab, and hope this helps me in sentencing?"
He went along with keeping quiet for the moment. The policeman did not seem fussed, as he was simply apprehending the criminal, to take back to the office. The ladies were another matter.
Alice asked her superior, "Justine, what is our next step?"
Justine Jupp was clear on one point. "Alice, we need to establish where our missing goods have gone. Our storeman should be able to tell us.
Mr Brown, where did our goods go, when you stole them from our warehouse?"
Brown simply looked at her, and said nothing.
She responded, "Damn! He wants to play the dumb criminal, does he? Who was the woman who alerted us to him? She may have some inkling of the destination of our materials."
"Uh, Justine. Perhaps we shouldn't name names in front of the culprit?"
Justine looked back at her, and nodded. "Quite right, dear. Once the nice policeman has taken him off to be questioned and imprisoned, we can discuss this further."
They watched as the policeman handcuffed Brown and led him off, then they relaxed a bit.
"Now, who was it who informed us about this matter?"
"It was a woman named Ruth. I don't remember her surname, or even if she mentioned it. She said she worked on security for Rehome Deliveries."
"Right. I'll ring them and ask for her."
Justine got her phone out of her handbag, and looked up the number for the firm. Getting through, she asked, "Can I speak to your Security person? She is called Ruth something or other."
She was asked to hold, while the person answering the phone made enquiries.
"Ma'am, the person you want is Ruth P ... sorry, I am not supposed to say her full name. She is not in the building at present. Shall I ask if you may be given her phone number, if you can tell me who is asking?"
"I am Justine Jupp, from the rail company. Ruth gave us some help earlier today, and I wish to consult her for some information."
"Very well, madam. Please hold for a moment."
Thirty seconds later, she was back on the line.
"Madam, she has been asked to phone you, as the company does not wish her phone number to be generally known. If you will transfer your number to me, I shall pass it on to her. Thank you."
The number transfer between phones was swiftly achieved, and a few minutes later, Ruth phoned Justine Jupp.
"Miss Jupp, I understand you wish to ask me something?"
"It is Mrs Jupp, but yes, I have had Brian Brown arrested, and wondered if you knew where our goods have disappeared to, as Mr Brown is not talking to us on the subject."
"Ah, yes. I expect you do have that concern. Can I ask you to leave that to me at present, as he appears to have been removing items from three separate storage facilities? I would like to deal with it as one enquiry. I promise I will keep you informed, Mrs Jupp."
"Well, if you say so, Ruth. I am sorry, I didn't catch your surname?"
"Not to worry, Mrs Jupp. You don't really need it."
Ruth decided she needed to have another discussion with Diane Kempe. She got her on the phone.
"Diane? Ruth Proctor here. What is happening regards that shop that is selling the stolen goods?"
"We are preparing a team to have a blitz on it, and identify as many items as possible as stolen property. Why?"
"I have been approached by the woman in charge of the rail company's supplies. She wants to try to recover their stolen property, but I have put her off for the moment."
"Why did you do that, Ruth?"
"Because I think that the shop will not be the end of the line."
There was a slight pause, then Diane enquired, "Why do you think that?"
"From my experience, the shop manager will be another link in the chain. There will be someone behind him; probably the money man. He will be the one behind the whole set-up. You don't want to miss him, Diane."
"I see. I am beginning to realise that experience counts for a lot in this business. Would you like to resume running the operation, Ruth? I think you might be better than me in this case."
"No, I don't think I should be in charge, just running in parallel with it. I would like The Personalia to audit the shop's accounts, to discover where the income goes. That should lead us to the money man, and I can work out the best way to apprehend him. You could get your detectives to question the shop manager about where the sales income goes from there. I would be interested in what he has to say."
"I get you. Certainly, I can go along with your ideas on this. I will have sergeant Roger Crouch act as your go-between, to keep you updated. He will be running our activity at the shop. He is extremely reliable and methodical at his work. I am passing you his phone number as I speak.
I will make a request to The Personalia about the accounts."
Diane temporarily set aside what she was working on, and got on to The Personalia. Apologetically, she asked them to have a look at the phone records of Metro Discounts, and any accounting or banking records that they could find for the firm. "What our prime concern is, who is benefitting from this firm?"
"We understand your needs, Diane Kempe. We shall report to you on our findings."
"May I amend that? Do your report, please, to Ruth Proctor. She is one of the Malan mothers. She is going to take it further once we have data to work from."
"Noted. Goodbye, Diane."
It took The Personalia only an hour to do their research, and they rang Ruth Proctor.
"Yes?" she answered.
"Ruth Proctor, this is The Personalia. We were asked by Diane Kemp to report to you on Metro Discounts."
"Great. Do you have anything for me?"
"A limited amount. The shop appears to keep their internal accounts on a computer that is not online, so that was not available to us. The shop income is deposited in an account at the Bank of Rehome, and THAT is available to us. The sums vary from time to time, with deposits and withdrawals. There are two signatories. One is James Mushet, who seems to deposit the takings. The other is Desmond Duchesney, who seems to do the withdrawals.
We have noted that the withdrawals are in the form of transfers to another account. That account is in the name of Desmond Duchesney, and currently holds the sum of 56,234 dollars.
As we thought you might be interested, we have ascertained that the same person holds two other accounts at the bank. The one account holds 13,347 dollars. The other holds 481,232 dollars.
Did you want to know more about this gentleman?"
Ruth was amazed at what had been found. This was a better result than she was expecting. She had hoped for clues at best. This could make her work much easier.
"Does he own any other businesses?"
"Yes. One is called Metro Imports. It appears from the records to be a business importing goods like office equipment and household white goods. The other is Top Repairs, a business repairing the same range of goods. We have noted no special points about these firms, except that quite a lot of business seems to come their way from Metro Discounts."
Ruth felt a lightbulb go on over her head. She now had a good idea what would be found on the raid on Metro Discounts. She immediately phoned the sergeant that Diane had told her about.
"Sergeant Crouch? This is Ruth Proctor. I think you will not be able to identify stolen items at Metro Discounts. They have been disguised."
"Disguised? How do you mean, Miss Proctor?"
"What I think happens, sergeant, is the stolen items go first to Top Repairs, where they officially get a new identity as an item having been imported by Metro Imports at some indeterminate time as defective equipment. They are nominally repaired, and THEN go to Metro Discounts with a label identifying them as an item imported from Earth by Metro Imports. Both firms are owned by Desmond Duchesney. I suspect he even has a contact on Earth who will confirm that defective goods were sold to Mr Duchesney.
The goods are then apparently legal items being sold by Metro Discounts. The only way you will be able to identify them is if the previous owners had a record of the equipment, such as a product identifier as an individual item, rather than merely a model number."
"What are the odds of that, Miss? Not high, I expect. This is a Colony, not a bureaucratic hierarchy."
"Now, the mothers:" said Bob Kempe. "The first one was formerly in the RAF, and is now a resident here, preparing to go into business with a partner. The second one is a woman with two human children, and is here without her husband, deliberately so. The third lady we found running a moneylending business in an ethical manner, and she has turned her business over to an ex-army woman like herself, so she has relocated to Metropolis. The fourth lady is in limbo at present. She is here to...
Tom grunted, "O.K., I can go with that idea, Enid. Jeannette, you have to collect your certificate of permanent residence if it is ready, and complete the setting up of your business today. Do you want a lift, or do you feel like a walk?" Jeannette checked her watch. "Give me five minutes, Tom, and I'll accept that lift. I will walk home, but I may come back via the shops, Enid. Anything you want me to get for you?" "Yeah. Look for a new bed for Usgar. He is swamped in an adult bed,...
"Esther Price, welcome to the planet and Colony of Rehome. I am Robert Kempe, Governor of this Colony, and you and your daughter – Jenny I think your name is, young lady?" and he smiled down at Jenny, "You and your daughter – and your friend - are the guests of the Colony. Before I take you up to meet some special people, this man has to ask Mummy and Charlie a few questions." He bent down to the level of Jenny and said softly, "Only grown-ups get asked these things, Jenny, and certainly...
She turned back to Enid. "Enid, allow me to present Esme Limbada, moneylender to the masses at Albany, Georgia. Esme, this is Enid Pfeiffer, wife of our Colony newspaper editor, Tom. Tom and Enid have been instrumental in this affair." "Come in, Esme. Come in and meet Jeannette and Margo. We are having a girls giggle session at the moment." She dragged Esme into the front room, where two more ladies had stood up to welcome her. "Girls, This is another of the same: Esme Limbada. Esme,...
"I don't remember ever doing a stock check, Brenda. It has always been controlled by software, I am sure. Perhaps a physical stock check ought to be a priority for now?" Ruth gestured at her phone. "I have a list of all the items found in Metro Discounts which we suspect came from your business. In addition, I have a list of these same identifiers which we have traced to manufacturers on Earth. That data says they were all purchased by Lownie Stores, which is why we are so sure about...
Enid expounded, "No, you misunderstand. Mother Narech is a mechanoid, built by the Personalia to look and act as a Malan mother, to give the babies instruction in a nurturing environment as close to the Malan norm as possible. If you imagine a robot made to look like a person, that is Mother Narech. She is semi-autonomous; connected all the time to The Personalia, but able to act independently. She is a lovely person, I am told, so don't think "robot", think "person". "The children...
"Freda, what is your husband doing with this girl? Is he intending to marry her?" "Eh? How would I know? I haven't spoken with him. I don't really want to know what he is up to with her." "Oh. I see. It was just that ... if he actually wanted to marry her, he would have to get your approval, wouldn't he?" "My approval? Don't be daft, Margo! Why would I consent to that? I haven't even divorced him yet." "Divorce? How do you mean, Freda?" "Well, I haven't got around to...
Bob Kempe pondered for a moment, then said, "Our former UN diplomat, Ebenezer de la Torre, may have some advice on who we approach. Allow me to speak to him before I make any suggestion." "That is acceptable. Proceed." Bob quickly keyed his phone for the de la Tore number. The phone was answered by Euphemia. "Hello? De la Torre Enterprises. How may I assist you?" "This is Governor Kempe. Is Ebenezer available to talk?" "I will get him, Governor. He is pricing an order, but that...
"Margo Ruiz?", said the voice on her phone. "Margo Aquino ... no you are right. Margo Ruiz. I no longer regard myself as married to that man." Thank you for identifying yourself. This is The Personalia. We think it is advisable that you transfer any financial assets to Rehome. Do you have any such assets that we can help you with?" "I have around a million dollars in US Treasury Bonds, registered in my name. I bought them through a broker five years ago, and I haven't touched...
"We are The Personalia. We are contacting the mothers of Malan children. You gave birth to one about five years ago. We are offering to bring you to meet your child, in Rehome colony. The child would be interested to meet you." "Malan?" "Yes. The alien child you carried and birthed, but never saw." "How do you know about that? I never knew anything about my child." "We have access to much information; more than you might expect. There are records naming you as one of the mothers....
"Esther? Diane Kempe. Thank you for your assistance with that little problem on Earth. The Personalia were pleased with your advice. It worked out very well." "Thank you, Mrs Kempe. I was glad to help. It was good to know that my past experience had some value in a positive sense. I hope my old unit can now work more effectively in future." "That, I am sure of, thanks to your advice and The Personalia's actions. It has proved to me that your presence within our organisation can be...
"You ran your own business? I had the impression you worked for a bank on Earth!" "Not quite. I saved most of my pay during enlistment, so I had a basis for starting a business operation. I set myself up as a money-lender at reasonable rates, to be a benefit to the community I came from. I undercut all the commercial competition and became the lender of choice for practically everyone in the area. Once I could afford to branch out, I helped people to set up their own local businesses, and...
"Good grief, girl, no. You surely have heard about foreplay? Stand up and show yourself, still in bra and panties, and invite him to come and kiss you, to fondle you, to run his hands all over your body, and then let him take off your undies. Make it a pleasure for him; a few soft gasps of pleasure from you, real or simulated, would also help, my dear. Allow him to run his hands over your breasts, and your pussy – I assume you bathed this morning – and let him excite your clit with his...
Karl knew that there was no official record kept of this child and its disposition, so he sought out people who should know what was what, and began asking questions. The first contact told him the zygote had come from medical scientists in the USA, and had been implanted in a military volunteer. To take it from there, he would have to speak to a specific US General. Getting the contact details from his contact, Karl phoned the General. He explained the duty that had been laid on him by the...
Jeannette replied, "It is a compliment, actually, to find that someone thinks of me as a desirable woman. It doesn't happen often." Enid added, "Anyway, dear, you have my permission to ogle her. I get plenty of ogling from you, so she deserves a little attention. She is a nice woman." Tom was gobsmacked. Permission to admire another woman? This was unheard of. He wondered. "Enid, are you pregnant again?" "Why, Tom, how nice of you to notice! Yes, I am. How did you know?" "When...
"That is so, Governor. Oh, I should mention that I have discussed my forthcoming marriage with the London University Vice-Chancellor by phone, and he understands that I could not commute to my job from another planet. He has accepted my resignation, and has waived the mandatory period of notice. I have to admit that I failed to mention to him that I have a new job lined up in the Colony. I thought that would be to much of a shock." "That was thoughtful, of you, Pro ... I mean, Jane. I...
The professor wanted to see the fish market and meet some fishermen, so Tom got permission from his boss – his wife - to escort her there and make the introductions. The market was simply an area next to the harbour, with a few stalls erected to protect the catches from the sunshine – on the days when it was sunny. Otherwise it was to shelter the fish from the drying winds from onshore. Tom explained that you had to time your visit correctly. If you arrived just as the fisherman came...
He returned to the kitchen to report to Enid. He hoped his red face had calmed down. He entered and she looked at him querulously. "Yes, she said she would come." "And?" "What do you mean, 'And?'" "Did you kiss her goodnight?" "Yes." He said no more, but Enid was insistent. "Properly?" "Jeannette insisted. I tried to just do a gentle goodnight kiss, but she grabbed my head. God! I didn't mean to ... I just ... Sorry, Enid. I am messed up." "Fine." "What? How do...
Esme rounded on her. "Marjory, girl, you have just GOT to tell us what that was all about! It sounded so weird, what you were saying, that we must know what the other end was. It sounded like your fella was on his knees!" Marjory started to tell her sad tale, about falling for her Derek, and making love with him, in the expectation that he was the love of her life and they would get married eventually. She had had a series of shocks. It was a shock to discover how unyielding her parents...
They concluded the call, then Esther opened her door again. The airman was leaning against the opposite wall, waiting for the phone. She offered the handset to him, saying, "Lawyers! They always want to do things the most complicated way. I am now told Jenny and I have to sign forms. I have told her that it will have to wait until I can travel again. Thanks for the phone, son." "You are welcome, ma'am. Lawyers get special treatment. I will wipe any record of the call, ma'am." Thank...
He waited, then listened to a reply. "Right. Thank you. Please note that he is about to be arrested, so we don not want him leaving." He closed the call. "Thanks, Ruth, for reminding me. He will not be able to leave now. Now we just hav e to pick him up. Where will he be?" "This time of day? Probably heading out for his evening meal, either at home or in a restaurant. Do we know if he is married?" "The data we got for him does not mention any spouse, so presumably not," replied...
Fearn, if you would dispense the tea, and I pour the coffee, Nargo can assist with the milk jug. Right, girls?" Fearn and Nargo did a 'high five' and proceeded with their tasks, while the adults admired their dedication to these duties. As soon as the drinks were poured, Esme sent Nargo and Fearn to bring in the plates of scones, pancakes, and decorated cupcakes. Esme explained to her guests that while she had baked the scones last night, Fearn had done most of the pancakes and cupcakes...
The US Army's Criminal Investigation Department was visited by a couple of sharp-suited gentlemen with official ID cards stating them as FBI agents. The Department staff, already prepared for any enquiries, let them in. "What can we do for the FBI, gentleman?" "We are looking for a Ruth Proctor. She appears to work for your department, though other records claim she was discharged from the army some time ago." The front man knew his task well. "Who did you say? Ruth...
"Good." Tom was emphatic about that. "We can talk with Enid before anything happens. She is my wife, and must have a full input into any such arrangement. Agreed?" She looked up with a small smile. "Agreed. I greatly admire Enid." They returned to Tom's office, where he had work to get dealt with. Jeannette thought she could work on her planning for the book publishing venture in his office. Tom's work would not distract her. Once she got absorbed in composing a document, she was...
"I treat it as another small investment in the locale. That boy will probably turn into a businessman when he gets older. He knows where he can seek start-up capital, doesn't he?" "You mean he hangs around just to park your car for you?" "He has a cubbyhole in the foyer, and he sits and studies his school books, and does his homework there as well. That is part of the deal, so that he is educating himself. If he runs out of that material, he has a library card and can get something...
He gave in to nature. "If you want, Jeannette." He moved his hands on to her body, moving them to her breasts above him, as she had lifted herself to facilitate her movement. She started grinding against him, putting pressure on her clitoris as she moved back and forth against him. Tom did his best to not seem too enthusiastic, but his body insisted in participating in the natural movement of a man and woman. He found himself grunting as he jerked up to speed up his plunging into...
"I expect you are correct. So that if the story appeared in your paper, that would be acceptable to the authorities here?" "Unfortunately, not so, lady. You would still be bound by the agreement you signed, as long as you remain within their boundaries." "Even though the events happened in the USA?" "I would expect that to be the case, Mrs Reagan. Anywhere on Earth, you are liable to be facing these restrictions. Most governments have reciprocal agreements over many similar matters....
"Indeed so, Margo. They are more reliable than any human I have met. They have a rigid sense of propriety, and stick to it. You may not realise it, but they are into big business on Earth, and are worth a fortune. For example, they run an audit service for most of the big companies, and are great at the job." Margo was suddenly interrupted by a store employee. "Pardon, ma'am, but you are causing a slight obstruction to other shoppers. Would you mind moving, please?" "Oh, sorry. I'll...
"Very well. You have a visitor visa for one month, renewable with a sponsor. Settler status merits permanent residence and a land grant." "Thank you." "You are welcome, ma'am." The man now turned to Tom with a smile of recognition. "Hi, Tom. Are you her escort?" "I am, Fred, for my sins. These two girls are her daughters: Anita is this one, and the baby is Carina." "Duly noted. Please escort them off the beach, Tom." "Come along, Margo. Hopefully someone is here to meet...
"Yes, I reckon I did say that." "You were quite correct in your analysis. The software did not have The Personalia identified as allies, so that the terms "alien" and "Personalia" set off the alarms. I have ordered a software upgrade, not just on this base, but everywhere that the same software is in use. Thank you again for your help with this, Colonel. Your restriction is of course immediately lifted." "Thank you, sir. I am most grateful for your quick attention to the...
He got back to Ian and told him what he had found. They decided that Dearden should be interviewed, smartish. They asked colleagues at Coventry to start with a preliminary interview, if he could be found at the university. He was located there, so the local police went and pulled him out of his class, and invited him, with some pressure, to the station for a recorded interview. He looked more puzzled than worried, at the start, but they refused to speak to him about possible accusations...
"You may be right about us humans, but The Personalia have blossomed too. They have become more involved with Earth as time has gone on. They have adapted to capitalism with a vengeance. They own a number of business on Earth, and have almost entirely monopolised the audit sector of business: numbers are their forte, you see, and they have established a reputation for probity. I have heard rumours of them pursuing criminals and removing their stolen assets: much more effective than jailing...
Life resumed its normality for a few days, then one morning Esme looked at the list of appointments for today, and saw the name "Thomas Craven" among them. She hastened to speak with her supervisor, anxious to not put her foot in it if there was any conflict of interest. She explained her concern. "Sir, this Thomas Craven may be a gentleman whom I have met socially. It is the name of my babysitter's father. If you can establish whether he was in hospital recently with a stroke, that...
Margo looked up from encouraging Anita to feed herself. "Sure. Fine by me." Jeannette looked over from the sink, where she was washing breakfast dishes. "Visitors? Same ones as before?" "Yes. I think it could be interesting. You WILL stay for that, won't you, Jeannette?" Jeannette notice the tone, and replied. "Certainly. I shall be here. I can go to the bank afterwards." Margo looked up, keenness in her gaze. "The bank? Can I go with you, Jeannette? I have to arrange a change...
"I see. Then you should try Trevor Defreitas, CEO of Rehome Deliveries. He has recently become chairman of the Circle, so should know what's what, and where the bodies are buried." Taking that on board, Esme phoned Rehome Deliveries and asked for him, as Chair of Metropolis Business Circle. He was soon on the line. "What can we of the Business Circle do for you, Ma'am?" She said carefully, "We of the Bank of Rehome are considering a loan request from Mr Thomas Carson, a local...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
"Please explain what you mean by that, Esther." "If you can cause problems for his family members – brothers, cousins, parents, children, that will certainly impact on his effectiveness with his criminal activities. For example, if his children were being accused of unacceptable activities at school, they might be threatened with expulsion. He would be under pressure then. If a brother or sister was accused of stealing from their church funds, that would be effective. If any of his family...
Diane Kempe was looking through her staff lists, to see who was already engaged in important tasks. She hoped she could pull a few off less urgent duties, to help cover the coastline for sightings of the supposed reptile. Then her phone rang. Answering it, she was soon aware that the reptile was no longer ‘supposed’. It had been spotted. The sergeant conveyed the report. “Boss, Richard’s team have found it on the beach in a small bay fifteen miles from Metropolis. The beach is not much of a...
Introduction: He learns a lot by invading his moms privacy. His Mothers Diary -1- Ahh yeah, yes! Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Mirandas big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. Yes! He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. Wow, he whispered...
Hello readers, In the previous episode of this story I had written how I managed to rope in my friend’s help to reach his mother’s bedroom and put my cock into her pussy, as he was secretly watching my actions on top his mother. As she spread her thighs I pushed my dick deep into her pussy which was silky smooth and warm and also sufficiently moist to slip my cock comfortably into her cunt. I knew my friend was watching the drama of his mother’s hole getting drilled and I started fucking her in...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Six: Mommy-Slut Orgy By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Chae-Won “Cherry” Kang – Virgo It was a strange for me to be excited to be at college once my classes were over for the day. Normally, I liked to get home as soon as I could so I could masturbate my virgin pussy. Tonight, however, was special. Tonight was the first true meeting of the Mother Fucking Club. This would be such a wild...
Chae-Won “Cherry” Kang – Virgo It was a strange for me to be excited to be at school once it was over. Normally, I liked to get home as soon as I could so I could masturbate my virgin pussy. Tonight, however, was special. Tonight was the first true meeting of the Mother Fucking Club. This would be such a wild time. I couldn’t wait for all those slut mothers—all those whores like my own mom—getting fucked and gangbanged. Being used by their sons and other young men. It was hot. My boyfriend...
“Sweetie,” I cooed, “come to the shopping centre with me.”“Oh Mum, I’m in the middle of something,” came the reply.“The porn film will wait until we get home, now come on, I need a man, and you’re the closest thing I have to one.”We got into the car and drove to the nearby shopping centre. “So why have I got to come with you? Jack asked.“Because I need someone to help me, Sonia is away, so that left you as the only person I could ask at short notice sweetie.”“Help you with what?”“I need some...
My eyes opened. Mom was standing at the dresser, pulling a pair of jeans up over her see-through thigh-highs. Her firm and voluptuous breasts, which filled their respective 36G brassieres, were unclothed as she zipped up her jeans. She had a nice, thick body. Not chubby, but definitely had some woman to her. Morning, I said, closing my eyes and rolling over to put my head on Moms pillow. It had her ever-so-recognizable scent engulfing it. Howd you sleep, sweetie? she said, riffling through...
I lay in bed many nights thinking about what had happened that morning always ending up wanking over this event. I somehow knew this wouldn’t be the last time something like that would happen, i wasn’t to wait much longer to find outIt was three weeks later when i made sure i was about when sue came for her daily routine looking after mum , sue seem very pleased to see me again, once again she went straight up stairs to mother, i could hear her chatting to mother even if mother couldn’t chat...
She came down the stairs and passed him on the way to the kitchen. He looked over his shoulder and watched her hips sway from side to side as she walked. His whole body shivered. “Hey Alex your brother just called, he’s in town for the week.” Alex groaned. His older brother Greg had always tormented him. At home and at school he always talked down to him and teased him, but everyone laughed along because it was all just ‘sibling rivalry’. “He’ll be here by the time you get back from...
For many years my mother had a full time carer, she had suffered for years with a illness and living alone she needed help around the house, she couldn’t talk or move without help,she found it very difficult cooking, cleaning and even dressing and undressing herself, and as she aged it became a such help to her having someone to give her this help, her career was a middle aged lady who came every morning. I was home for a week and as always the mums helper Sue turned up on the Monday morning...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Two: Mommy Slut Orgy By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! In the shipping department of The Institute of Apotheosis Research, Ulrich Geller threw his mom down across the sorting table, his hands ripping up her tight pencil skirt. The short, black-haired women moaned and wiggled as she squirmed. “I... I have to become a slut, don't I?” his mother asked. She ran the shipping department where...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Naughty Daughter Joins the Club By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He'd never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Four: Daughter Enjoys Incestuous Creampies By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! “Yes, that would be so hot,” Henry Archer, the newest god created by the Institute of Apotheosis Research, had said only moments ago. He was answering his new girlfriend he created with his mind-control powers. The God's words echoed in Ulrich's mind. The gangbang happening in the break room of the Institute's...
It was now three weeks since seventeen-year-old Christopher Jenkinson had been caught by his mother Julie wearing his sister Catherine's old school uniform and she had given him two hairbrush spankings.The atmosphere between mother and son was a bit strained but the events of that fateful evening were not mentioned.Christopher still had urges to wear female clothing but he had so far refrained from doing so.Julie, on the other hand, was concerned that she had got sexually aroused by spanking...
CrossdressingIntroduction: A mother offers herself to save her daugthers virginity for her groom In medieval times in Europe the law in some fiefdoms was that the lord had the privilege to fuck the bride on her wedding night unless the bridegroom could offer a certain monetary payment. The Latin term for the policy was jus primae noctis or first night rights. In this way the lord maintained his dominance over his manor, increased his coffers as well as experienced the obvious pleasures. This event takes...
I rose from the bed knowing we were alone, his Father had an early flight. As I soaked in the tub my thoughts were of Michael, my son and lover as well. The last few days have been rather idle but today has just begun. I began to wonder what my Son must be thinking. He's aware his father is already gone and his thoughts must be enticing. Over the last few days his Father was home our secret was again, well hidden. My suitable attire didn't alter his thoughts, his memory served him...
PRELUDEJill Hastings and Laura Kelly were sunbathing in Jill's backyard. Both single mothers, who were knockouts in their bikinis, were discussing their dilemma. "What are we going to do Jill to get things back under control?""I don't know Laura. We certainly opened up a can of worms.""Big worms at that," Laura replied with a mock chuckle and then said, "Seriously, we can't go on like this.""I know. You know your son brought two friends over the last time and they screwed my brains out. I have...
Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He’d never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out the various electronic components the Institute produced to pay the bills and support the creation of the Halos. At 10 AM, the shipping department would enjoy another round of...
This story has two part. In the first part, I will narrate how I fucked Vivek’s mother and she became my loving wife. Next story will be narrated by Vivek on how he fucked my mother and made her his wife. Loneliness is a terrible thing people say. But for me and Vivek, it was a great gift by god. I and Vivek are cousins. Everything started on a long afternoon when we heard the most terrible news of our lives. I was 9 then and Vivek was 3 months younger. It was a dull afternoon in 1999 where we...
Incest“About last night,” Sonia began. “We’d had too much to drink. But that’s no excuse.”“No its not, we’re all responsible for our actions, whether we’ve had a drink or two, or not, you understand that don’t you boys.” Chloe said.“Yes Mum. We’re sorry, we got carried away, and took advantage,” Jack said“I’m sorry to,” Harry told them. “This is our secret, you understand!” Sonia said. Both boys nodded.“No really, this is to be kept between ourselves.” Chloe said“We won’t tell,” Jack said.“Good,”...
Welfare Mothers Make Better Lovers Neil Young was right. Welfare mothers do make better lovers. Divorcee! So there I was doing my laundry when a young mother entered. She was pushing a shopping cart full of dirty clothes and her baby was in it too. Just then the music that was playing, started to play Neil Young’s song. Well that young mother let go of that shopping cart, lifted her arms up over her head and started gyrating her hips to the music…and then she started singing along...