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Gifted Grifter #12: Julie Whips Wall Street
Our seed money now in hand, we opened up two online stock trading accounts, one in my name and one in Julie’s. To avoid the suspicion two separate accounts doing substantially similar trades might generate if noticed, we set our accounts up with different brokers. For an additional fee, we arranged for the brokers to pay estimated taxes and capital gains out of our accounts as needed, leaving us free to just do day trading. With any luck, they would be up and running by the time we got to New York.
I wanted Julie to control her own portfolio. I knew that was what she wanted, that she relished the challenge of succeeding in a completely different domain. I also knew that she would defer to me if I wanted to do her trading for her. But this was an area where my feelings about Julie were still somewhat paternalistic, I wanted to see her develop her skills and her self-confidence in her abilities outside of the bedroom. I recognized that fostering her personal and economic independence would likely hasten what I considered inevitable, that she would outgrow me and move on to someone better. But because I loved her, I would rather help her grow her own wings and take pride in watching her soar on her own someday than try to selfishly clutch on to something that deserved to be free.
As soon as the stock trading accounts were set up, we got back in the truck and left Las Vegas. We made it into Colorado on the first day, the second day was even longer but late that night we pulled up in front of my apartment. I was embarrassed by the state it was in, I had left a week ago expecting a two-day rendezvous with Julie. I never expected to be bringing her back with me, or that when I arrived I would have just a couple of days to get my affairs in order before moving on to the Big Apple.
My situation was a little different from what Julie’s had been (see Gifted Grifter Ch. 10: A slight change of plans). She hadn’t wanted to just empty her condo out because her ex-boyfriend was still living there (as confirmed by her stepbrother). Me, I was renting and needed to get everything out by the end of the month, when my lease was up. We decided to just box everything up and pack it up on the truck, then dump the nonessential stuff in a storage facility, either upstate or in Jersey. It soon became clear that we would need a bigger truck, so we trade in the one we had been driving for a 16-footer. It was now my turn to face parents disappointed with my sudden decision to move far away. I did, however, introduce Julie to them, something she had avoided. There was a bit of raised eyebrow at my new, hot, young and gorgeous girlfriend, I’m sure they took her for a gold digger and expected her to break my heart after she was done with me. In some ways, I agreed on many counts—but I knew that it was well worth the ride while it lasted. Not to mention, my money-making scheme wouldn’t work without her special talents—when eventually she did outgrow me, I would hopefully be financially set for life.
Two long days of driving later, we arrived in New York. For our first home together, we rented a room in nice, relatively unknown hotel just past Verdi Square on the upper west side. It was primarily a residential neighborhood, and the rooms in this hotel were actually mini-apartments with living rooms and kitchenettes that could be rented by the day or by the month.
We were both nervous about whether our plan would really work in real life. Julie, for her role as the extractor of information, kept worrying about how to dress the part. I told her that she should look like a Wall Street professional that just so happened to also be young and beautiful. A business suit seemed a must, but a skirt cut well above the knee and maybe a suggestive yet not overly revealing neckline would help her gain attention. She didn’t really have anything that fit the bill, since pretty much her whole wardrobe was way too revealing, so we hiked over to Fifth Avenue to find her some business attire.
At one store, Julie was trying on shoes. She was mostly in the market for basic pumps, but she also tried on a pair of those stiletto heels that have the little ankle strap to keep them from falling off. I watched Julie walking around the store in them, getting a feel for them on her feet. Her shapely legs were accentuated by the sexy little ankle strap, and I started to get hard watching her. As discreetly as I could, I adjusted my pants to better accommodate their suddenly-larger occupant. Julie happened to see me adjust myself, looked down at the shoes, and put two and two together.
‘I’ll take these,’ she told the salesperson, ‘do they come in any other colors?’
She ended up buying three pairs of them, just because they had gotten a rise out me in the store. ‘Are you sure? Are they comfortable?’ I asked.
‘They’re fine,’ she said, ‘I wouldn’t want to walk all he way to Battery Park in them, but that’s not what they’re for.’ As she said that, she surreptitiously stroked the outside of my pants, forefinger and index finger parted in a V-shape so that one stroked each side of my penis on the way up. In response my dick did its best to break through two layers of cloth and leap into her hand, but fortunately the fabric held. But that, friends, is my Julie in a nutshell.
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On day one of our plan, Julie wore a sapphire blue business suit and a white blouse. We took the subway downtown and assumed our positions at the restaurant he had picked as our first target when it opened at 11. She sat at the bar, in a spot people would pass on the way to the bathroom, and picked at a salad. I sat at a single table in the back corner. We both had our mindreaders on.
Julie wasn’t wearing a watch. When likely men went by on the way to the bathroom she would ask them ‘Can you tell me what time it is? I have to meet with my broker about my stock portfolio at…’ and she would pick a time 45 minutes from then. The idea was that the keywords ‘broker’ and ‘portfolio’ would make businessmen who had inside information to think along lines of ‘don’t invest in Company X, they’re missing earnings’ or ‘if you only knew that company Y is in talks to be bought out by Company Z.’ It was rather frustrating work, though, most of the people Julie talked to were essentially grunts, people that did the real work and didn’t know the kinds of information that would cause stock prices to sway. Over the course of three hours of lunch, however we would usually get one or two good tips.
After the 1:00 lunch, Julie and I took the subway home and logged in to our trading accounts. We discussed the day’s tips and what we thought we should do. One broker knew that a major retailer would miss its earnings estimate when it reported at 4:00, that stock was due to come down, but how much? The other good tip was that a private equity firm was looking to buy out a truck rental firm—but we had no idea how soon, or how good the offer would be. They were, however, due to make a quarterly report. We decided to split the different, Julie shorted the retailer, I bought the truck rental firm.
Four o’clock hit, the markets closed, and news announcements were made. Julie put in a limit order to buy at $3 below what she had short sold in the after-hours market. As soon as the announcement came, the stock dropped a buck-fifty, but then seemed to stabilize. She then put in a stop order to buy at $1 less than she had sold. As it happened, the price never trigged either in after-hours, so she set up to buy to cover at market price first thing in the morning, she ended up clearing nearly $2 a share on 2500 shares. Nevertheless, only one of our tips had come in, and we had cleared almost 5 grand in day one (mine would hit two days later). We were ecstatic.
We went out to dinner to celebrate. Afterwards, we walked around exploring our neighborhood. Still, we were home by 9, leaving us in an unfamiliar position: down time. In
our previous meetings, we had either been short on time or doing other things, and usually both. As a result, we usually had sex right away when we got to where we were sleeping that night. But we weren’t going to have sex for four hours straight—at least not every day—and it was much too early to go do bed. Thus, we found ourselves with unstructured casual time to spend with each other, time to do something together that wasn’t sexual in nature. I’m not much of TV watcher, at the moment neither of us had books, and we didn’t have an Internet connection yet. We sat and talked some, but neither of us really had anything in particular to say, having spent most of the last week driving a truck cross-country with nothing to do but talk. Eventually Julie sat in an armchair in the living room watching TV while I sat at the kitchenette counter re-reading the newspaper. We weren’t doing the same thing, but just sharing the same room with her had a nice feel to it.
A couple of article I had missed in the financial section caught my attention, so I was immersed in my reading and not paying close attention to Julie. At one point, I noticed the sound on the TV being turned way down, but didn’t think much of it.
I heard a soft grunting noise. I looked up from my paper and over at Julie. She was slunk down low in the chair, one leg resting on each of the armrests, her panties dangling loosely from one her ankles. She had pulled her skirt up, and was playing with herself. Well, playing and displaying, she was opening herself up wide with her hands, giving me a full beaver shot, then stroking her clit or sinking fingers into her pussy. It must be bedtime!
Julie was watching me watch her. I dropped the paper, but I stayed sitting in the chair—this was a show worth watching. Julie bit her lip seductively, spreading her lips open once more. Then she used her left hand to lift her shirt up over her breasts, one side at a time, while masturbating with her right. She watched herself tweak one nipple then the other to make them erect, it didn’t take very long for that to happen. Then she turned her attention back towards me, continuing to rub her clitoris with her right hand.
She beckoned for me with her free hand. I engaged all the self-control I could muster so that I just walked over towards her at a normal pace, my insides, racing, would have had me scamper over to her like a lab rat, and that would not have been very dignified—or sexy. I stopped at a 45-degree angle to the corner of the chair, within her reach and yet at an angle where I could keep watching her play with herself.
She looked up at me with lusty eyes, then bit her lip again and closed them. She spread her sex wide with both hands, then darted the index finger of her right hand quickly in and out of the opening while rubbing her clit with the index finger of her left. She started breathing deeply, I’d never seen her masturbate like this, and I suspect she could bring herself to orgasm in just a few minutes this way. But I wasn’t going to wait to find out—if Julie was having to masturbate to get off, clearly I was shirking my responsibilities!
I got down on my knees in front of her chair. Her pussy was open like an altar before me. Rather than interrupt, I joined in, leaning forward, I ran my tongue back and forth between her fingers. She lifted her left hand away, deferring her clit to my tongue, while still darting her finger in and out of herself. I placed my left hand above her pussy, fingers pointed downwards, so I could continue to part her labia with my thumb and forefinger while darting my tongue in and around the tender flesh between. My right hand was then free to relieve hers in penetrating her vagina, except that I used two fingers, sliding in and out slowly and more deeply. Her hands now free, she grabbed her knees and pulled them up to that they were folded up on either side of her torso. Her eyes were closed this whole time, and I could hear from her breath that she was already quite aroused.
I responded to her arousal by licking harder. At the same time, I pulled my fingers out of her soaking wet snatch and instead gently tugged on her nipples, one and then the other. She started making low ‘mmm, mmm’ sounds, then dropped her legs back over the armrests and ran her hands through my hair. She must be getting close, I thought, and she gently guided me to the points of maximum impact so that I could bring her home. I heard her suddenly say ‘Oh… oh…’ even before I felt her muscles contract in orgasm.
When her orgasm subsided, I dropped my hands but kept playfully licking her crotch while looking up at her. She finally opened her eyes, but kept her hands resting in my hair, then straightened up in her seat while pulling on me until our lips met in a lusty kiss. When it was over, she whispered into my ear ‘Stand up.’
I stood up.
Julie sat up in the chair and made quick work of my belt, button and zipper. She pulled my pants and boxer briefs down and out of the way in a single motion, then turned her attention to my dick. It was at full length but not yet full erection. She gently lifted my junk and kissed its tip. She followed that up by running her tongue around the tip several times. She now didn’t need to support it anymore, but it also wasn’t yet completely hard.
She lifted my penis up, so she could kiss and lick my nuts. Then, making a soft, U-shaped bed with her tongue, she ran her tongue slowly up the bottom of my cock, starting at the balls and working her way up. By the time she got back to the tip and started licking around it again, it was pointing at the stars of its own accord.
Finally, the moment I was waiting for. Julie opened her mouth, encircled my dick like a sheath to a sword, and swallowed me. If I live to be 100, I swear I’ll never get tired of that feeling when she first takes me into her mouth. Its warm and soft, and she is so skilled at using that tongue on me while I’m in her mouth—goddamit, I’m getting hard just thinking about it.
Anyway, Julie put one hand on each of my butt cheeks, sat forward in the chair, and tried to swallow me down to the nuts. My toes curled upwards involuntarily from the sensation. She got as far as her nose touching my tummy before backing off to a more comfortable depth. Looking up at me now, she began to slide my dick in and out of her mouth at a steady rhythm. She paused to run her tongue around the tip, then sucked me again. I could not believe that this was going to be in store for me every single fucking night (Julie was on the constant-dosage birth control regimen, so she didn’t have periods taking her offline one week per month).
As was so often the case, I realized we were at a choice point. If she wanted to have intercourse, she was going to have to stop sucking me because I was gonna nut real soon if she didn’t. Sometimes it’s fine with both of us that the blow is the thing, but this was our first night in our new home together (even if it was a hotel) and I wanted more. So I put my hands on her cheeks, pulled her face off of my dick and towards my mouth to kiss her. Now it was I that whispered into her ear: ‘the chair or the bed?’
‘The bed,’ she whispered back.
I backed up, she got up, and she led the way to the bedroom. She stopped at the foot of the bed to take off her clothes, I did the same a foot or so behind her. I don’t know how, but my clothes were off before hers, so I reached around and held her breasts, nipples tweaked between my thumbs and forefingers. She froze for a second, taking in the sensation, before kicking her skirt off to the side. She reached behind her with both arms, the left she reached above her, trying to find the back of my head. The right she reached straight back with, finding and stroking my Johnson.
I kissed her shoulder and then worked my way up her neck. Suddenly she lurched forward, next thing I knew, she was on the bed, on all fours, butt even with the end of the bed, offering her pussy to me dog-style.
I took one step forward, shoehorned myself into her vagina, then grabbed her hips and started fucking.
Julie tossed her head so that her hair lay flat on her back, turned her face up, and arched her back slightly. I pushed myself into her and back out again, and again, and again. She started making noises, roughly like ‘umph, umph.’ I reclaimed my hold on her tits without breaking stride.
Again, choice point. I was gonna nut pretty fast this way too—did I want to just do it doggy style? Not really, I wanted to be looking into Julie’s eyes when I came. Not without regret, I stopped thrusting and pulled out. Julie turned over her should to see what was up, a minimal gesture told her that I wanted her to be on her back. She crawled up to pillow height, rolled over, and grabbed her legs. Not just any way, mind you, she held her legs straight out in the shape of a letter-V, using her hands to hold them out of the way. Oh man, she was beyond hot in that position. I kneel-walked up to her butt and sank my dick back into her pussy again—aahhh!
She held her legs open and I fucked for all I was worth—but she had her eyes closed. Maybe because it was feeling good—she was now saying ‘Oh…Oh…’ on every other thrust. But that night I really wanted to be looking into her eyes at the moment that I climaxed.
I put one arm on the bed next to her to support myself, then softly touched her cheek with my other. I didn’t usually do that while fucking, so Julie opened her eyes to again see what was up. I smiled gently—its hard to really smile when you’re this close to blowing your wad—and looked at her with loving eyes. She saw the look in my face and knew that I wanted eye contact. She did her best to maintain it, although when the thrusts felt real good she had to close them in what amounted to a prolonged blink. I thrust and thrust, looking at the beautiful face of my honey. She let her legs bend and fall to the sides, freeing her to put her arms on my torso and encourage me. On a whim, I thrust out the thumb of the hand that was stoking her face, she immediately opened her lips in a sexy fashion and began to suck it like it was a dick, all without breaking eye contact. That, sports fans, was what put me over the top. I took my hand out of her mouth and put it on the bed to stabilize myself, then pushed as far into her as I could go. I let out a grunt reminiscent of Tarzan as I systematically emptied my nuts into the depths of her vagina.
I collapsed on top of Julie and kissed her again and again and again.
‘I love you,’ I said.
‘I love you, too,’ Julie replied, gently caressing my back as I lay on top of her.
I lay on top of her for a while, catching my breath, then pulled out and slid next to her. Making a little pillow with my arm and shoulders, I held Julie close to me. She curled up, facing me, pressing her naked body against mine. She would turn her head up to kiss me from time to time, then she would turn her head downwards to lay on my shoulder. She felt warm, wonderful, alive. I didn’t care if I ever fell asleep, I just wanted to lay here with her forever. Unfortunately my arm did not agree, and it did start to fall asleep. I gently pulled my arm out from under Julie, not realizing that she was already in dreamland. I lay next to her, gently running my fingers through her hair, being careful not to accidentally wake her up. She was so beautiful, even fast asleep. How did I ever get so lucky?
I watched her sleep for some time, even as my eyes became heavy too. When they finally were too heavy I closed them, and almost immediately I was sleeping too.
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The following night they decided to dine in. Once they ended up in the entertainment room, the discussion changed to wedding plans again. Prue had been stewing on the couch, and Nianna was, as per usual, in Tah’s lap. Prue still couldn’t accept that the only way of getting out of marrying Tah was to petition his father. She also knew it would cost her a lot to get out of the agreement. Jonas had made it very clear that he approved of the marriage. He wouldn’t be happy with her. “Wait, it...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18-year-old guy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
It was a cold, windy day in December. I was spending the day with my boyfriend. Christmas was less than 2 weeks away and he still hadn’t gotten a Christmas tree, so we decided to do it together. He picked me up that morning and drove back toward his house. We lived in different states, but even so, he only lived 20 minutes away. It was bright and the sun was out, but it is New England and it was December, so it was freezing. We went to the Christmas tree farm down the street from his house....
Robert Brimley was an extraordinary young man; he had found this out at an early age. He was merely 8 years old when he discovered his unusual ability; he could control others with his mind. He first discovered his new power when his babysitter had tried to make him go to bed, but as he concentrated on her and she met his stare, she became helpless and under his control. From then on, he did whatever he wanted with no problems from her and so he decided to try it on his parents and sister as...
Willow hadn’t seen her father die. When she had heard the shots, she had headed back to the camp at a run. She had wandered further from the camp than she had first thought. It was late when they had stopped, but she had needed the exercise and had gone for a walk. By the time she got back close to the glade, she had heard her mother’s screams. The man called Harry had been trying to rip off her mother’s clothes. Her mother grabbed the hand with the knife with both of hers and stabbed it...
Vincent peered around the trunk of the tree. This section of forest was more open as it was regrowth. It still had a lot of shrubbery and short trees that were hampering his vision. He saw the man aim at him, and he quickly pulled his head back. A fraction of a second later, the shot chipped a large chunk of bark off the tree near his head. Vincent swore silently. He tried to ignore the sweat on his palms and dribbling down his back, as he heard another shot ring-out over to his left where...
Viincent hadn’t bothered with a new mistress that Winter Season. Seeing and being around Ulani again, he even found his visits to the tavern for sex had stopped. He hadn’t actually used one of the girls for months. He still found Ulani’s nearness affected him. He knew that he wanted her and was learning that her coolness was very frustrating. The problem was, he wasn’t ready to settle down and he knew Ulani wasn’t in the habit of playing around according to the rumours. He kept a careful...
Vincent shook off the memories. He sighed, and then he focused on the report he was writing. He concentrated on getting it complete. He had just finished when Paul came back with Ty. The prisoner had been conscious for a while, but Vincent hadn’t spoken to him. When he and Ty stood in front of the man, he looked at them in fear. They both knew they had developed a reputation that if they got on your trail, you would end up in prison. But the young man’s fear seemed irrational. Ty said,...
Albert Arrondale, better known as Sir Allan Dale these days, wasn’t a happy man. He had to be very careful being back in Midland. He was well known, and while he looked different and ten years had passed since he was last here, he knew the Constables had a more recent description of him. Frankie had suggested they needed to alter his face some more. He was happy to give Albert a couple of more scars if he wished. Albert didn’t find his suggestion funny at all. It had been touch-and-go...
The next three weeks flew by. Prue was working on her designs and the textbook. Tah spent more time with her than his friends. Raghu also spent a lot of time with them and Tina. Prue found Raghu had a very good eye for design and a strong mechanical aptitude. He picked out several issues that he helped her improve. Tah became her editor and sounding board for her book. He was fascinated with it and asked her lots of questions. They even set up experiments so he could see her theories in...
Chapter 7: Julie Pays the Bills, Part II I was awakened the morning by my dick. More accurately, my brain was stirred to alertness by sensations being transmitted to it by my dick. Julie had woken up first, and decided that she would wake me up with a blow job. If I could invent an alarm clock that could do that, I’d be richer than Bill Gates. She looked up at me when she realized I was awake. She was curled up next to me, with my penis in her mouth and her one hand helping out. She looked...
Chapter 9: Secrets and Lovers I was surprised by how much I had missed Julie. I sent been sending her emails and text messages after our weekend in lake country, infrequently at first but increasingly over time. I kept them all pretty generic, since I didn’t know how private they were, as in whether her boyfriend might be able to see them. For nearly a year, I had successfully seduced a smorgasbord of women with my mindreading glasses. But after my long weekend at the lake with Julie, she was...
Six months after moving in together, Julie and I had adapted to domestic life together amazingly well. For one thing, Julie loved living in New York—the theaters, the dance clubs (I took her dancing regularly), Central Park, the restaurants, and just the variety things that were available. But most nights we just stayed at home like normal people. That might sound pretty mundane, but I think that’s where May-September romances often fall apart, the things that interest people born of different...
#15: The Wedding Present Julie’s choice was to get married on a gondola at the Venetian in Las Vegas. I was a little surprised she would choose to go back to Vegas after the years she spent as a working girl there, but as I thought about it I imagined she might have seen plenty of bridal parties there while she was working and felt some envy, not expecting that she might someday get married there herself. And it was about as romantic a wedding as you could imagine. It was a very small...
Chapter 10: A Slight Change of Plans It was our last day in Austin, and Julie and I were plotting a course through uncharted territory. I had come to Austin to attend a conference and have a rendezvous with Julie, since it wasn’t far from her hometown of Oklahoma City—but there had been a slight change of plans. Our relationship had once been purely sexual, but somehow along the way we had fallen in love. Now, rather than each of us going back to our respective homes tomorrow, we were both...
I was at work on Tuesday and my phone made a cricket noise. It's a ringtone I don't hear very often. Before I met my man, I had a few friends with benefits that I used nicknames for and the cricket ringtone on my phone. This text came as a surprise since it had been some time since I'd heard from this gentleman. My nickname for him is Trinidad, named after the country where he was born. He was awesome and I missed him and was pleased that he texted, asking me to contact him. I replied...
CheatingHi, this is your favorite Kishore again. It has been a while since I posted any messages, and thought I should get back to this excitement of sharing what ever little I know in this world of relationships. I used to stay in row houses during my teen age life. The area for washing and drying clothes used to be common for about 6 houses in the compound where I lived. From the bathroom area of my house, I can clearly visualize the wash area through the gaps available between my bathroom door and...
Ty went into Terville the next morning. He needed to talk to the Constable and finalise the arrangements for the burial of Harry. He got a more comprehensive report of just what had been happening. The Constable said they had scared the rogues off on a couple of occasions. The men had been sneaky and had even resorted to killing the guards the last time. The scoundrels had also fired other fields to draw them off so they could go back to Baron Terrell’s estate. They had disappeared over the...
Ty and Willow headed upstairs after dinner. Ty made her sit on the bed beside him. “Willow, we have to discuss our relationship and how this is going to work. I know I did the wrong thing encouraging you to sleep with me. You are a breathtaking and desirable woman. But if you were to have a chance of finding a husband, it would be best we didn’t continue to sleep together. Willow looked at him, “So I’m not good enough for you is that it?” Ty rubbed his face and stood. He paced the room and...
Ty was sitting in the library enjoying a drink. He was reading one of Willow’s many books. She had a whole section on Nordland and Ty was brushing up on their history, as they were the dignitaries that were coming for the Winter Season. The fields were bare, and they had already had a light smattering of snow. As soon as the product was packed into the crates, they would head to Bavindor. One of the big barns was heated, and the bags of leaves were packed flat in set weights, on the racks...
The trip to Bavindor was relatively uneventful. They made a long carriage train, which got longer when they picked up the Dwyer’s, their five wagons and a carriage, on the way. While it was common for thieves to attack the shipments, the local robbers gave them a wide berth due to their escort. The two older members of their Growers Society also joined them, citing safety in numbers. Ty and Willow had no problems including them, as they were, after all, members of their little society and...
When Willow awoke the next morning, Ty was already gone. She sorted through the morning mail and found a note from the lawyer a Baron David Karlson, who had contacted her the month before. She decided she had better go see him before she got any busier. She told Grace she was going out. She didn’t need to be accompanied as she was just going to see a lawyer and would take Brain with her. She dressed and went to the stables to find Brain. He was happy to drive the carriage and take her to...
Ty headed to the apartment. He fumed the whole way there. He entered the apartment and went and knocked on Willow door, “Willow the King has requested your presence, I’m to take you back.” Willow yelled at him, “Piss-off.” Ty sighed and tried the door. To his surprise, she hadn’t locked it, so he went in. She was lying face down on her bed. He rolled her back onto his arm, slid the other under her legs and picked her up. She struggled, “Put me down,” she ground out. She was very upset and...
After dinner, the party made their way to the ballroom. It was already packed with the guests who hadn’t been invited to dinner. The gossips wanted to know just who had been privileged enough to be invited. Ty escorted Willow into the ballroom. She clutched his arm, “Oh my, please don’t leave me alone in that sea. I’ll get drowned.” Ty had to laugh. He pressed his hand over hers and gripped it. He smiled as he led her into the throng. He introduced her around to people he thought she...
Grace was in the kitchen kneading dough. “What on earth are you doing woman? You should be getting your beauty sleep for your wedding tomorrow.” Grace smiled at him, “I find it relaxing.” “What? Are you nervous about getting married?” he asked as he went to the icebox and scooped some slushy ice into a jug. “Yes.” “Why? Hugh loves you. Anyone can see that,” he inquired, finding himself sitting at the table and watching her as he sipped his drink. Grace finished shaping the loaves as she...