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Whatever It CostsChapter 34

It was Tuesday morning when she started driving back to her work just to resign. We would be visiting the place together next weekend with a van, but now she just wanted to get things started. I had suggested to her that she should just give her notice and leave, but she had insisted that she must also give some explanation to her boss. After all, he had helped her a lot after her mother's death. I complained that she was too good a person, and kissed her goodbye before starting my own cycle...

Whatever It CostsChapter 35

The following day was a blur. Beth took a day off and took care of Lily. Mrs. Fraser was shocked. I sent her back home as soon as I had told her the news, and then I was very discreetly visited by two state police officers. They didn't admit anything, but it seemed that they were not really surprised by the behavior of the local police force. My aunty was there all the time, but she didn't really intervene. Only when the policemen said they wanted my cellphone, did I disagree. "I run my...

Whatever It CostsChapter 36

My college time was soon coming to end, but there was no real joy in that fact. In business, the customers were happy with the test results, and they wanted to go into production and maybe also buy my business. But the thing that kept me sane and connected to life, was Lily, once again. I spent as much time with her as I could, as we both were still recuperating from our loss. It was an evening in the middle of May, when I was reading a book to Lily who was sitting on my lap when our door...

Whatever It CostsChapter 38

It took us ... or rather, my private investigator ... more than six weeks to locate Lily. Once she got the facts straight, she decided to share the information with the feds, even without asking me first. That meant a wait of two extra days for me, which together with the fact that she refused to give me any other information made me worried. Very worried. Besides, the look behind her eyes was something that I feared. Lily has just had her fifth birthday. It had been partly my efforts, or at...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 25

“5th of May, V-Day’s just around the corner. 1945, the Fuhrer’s reign’s at its end. Jenny at the gates as the SS open fire. There’s no time to waste; the final battle’s begun. After the downfall, a castle besieged. Facing the Nazis, awaiting relief. Gangl and Lee and their men set the prisoners free.” -Sabaton, “The Last Battle“ Contessa Helena de San Finzione looked at a map of the warehouse that Detective Inspector Luc Allaine brought up on his tablet. He was now learning what his...

Whatever It CostsChapter 40

The following day's local paper concentrated on greed and what it was causing in our fine local community. My name was not mentioned. There was no need. The next surprise came a few days later as the news came out. Our county was filing for bankruptcy. I guessed that I would not be seeing any of the money soon. If ever. The result was that I outsourced claims against the officials who had been present during my rape, and the chief of police who was the one being charged with Sara's death....

Whatever It CostsChapter 41

My mind was in turmoil when I escorted my daughter Katy to school for the first time. Of course, we had been there before, and was she probably a lot less nervous than I was. But starting school is a first real hint to a parent that someday something very precious to you will grow up, leave you and start a life of their own. I know, it would take more than a decade, but the seed was now planted. I should be prepared when the time came. When I looked at her interaction with other children, I...

Whatever It CostsChapter 42

Sometime in early autumn, there rose a question about a sleepover party for the girls as an addition to Evelyn's birthday party. Like I could say no to Katy when she asked about it? I checked several times with Lindsay, to make sure it really was ok with her. She smiled and told me that Kathryn would also stay there and help her, and that they would have a party of their own. The look on her face actually made me blush. Shit. Back at home, alone, I was at a loss. I actually considered...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 27

“CATS! SEX! AND NAZIS! That’s why they call me Mr. Happy! Are you a believer? Yeah? Well, I’m a deceiver. But I lied when I said that honesty was dead. I really believe all these things I say to you. It’s just that none of them are true!” -NoMeansNo – “Why Do They Call Me Mr. Happy?“ Robert Chase was mowing his lawn in his quiet suburb of Wichita, Kansas, when the motorcade pulled up to his house. A limousine escorted by four SUVs. Neighbors came out of their houses to see. People from...

Whatever It CostsChapter 43

The change in my life was not just that my year long celibacy ended, I also had to learn to socialize again, since all the three ladies made sure I was included in discussions whenever possible. I had by no means been a hermit, but since my aunty and Beth were helping Ashley (who still had issues with all men, including me) we didn't meet as often as before. Katy did meet them, and somehow those meetings seemed to help both Katy and Ashley. Don't ask me why. Even if I had never been a...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 28

“Take some Venom and Accept that you won’t see Nazareth. THE RAINBOW LEADS YOU HOME! Warrior sent to Milky Way, UFO shooting Gamma Ray. A RIOT OF DESTRUCTION! Watch the Rockbitch go down and Vixen spread. When the Priest killed a Maiden in the Metal Church, Armored Saints and Warlocks watched the Slaughter. Rage of the Slayer forced the Prettymaids to Kiss the Queen in Crimson Glory.” -Sabaton, “Metal Crüe“ “Welcome to Mentirosa!” Capitan Gregorio Ortega addressed the assembled rows of...

Whatever It CostsChapter 44

Another sleepover was to take place three weeks later, this time at Kathryn's house. Wednesday evening, though, Katy was devastated. "We can't go to Kathy's on Saturday. Her mother has to go to work." Suddenly her face lit up. "Daddy, couldn't... ?" "No! Absolutely not!" As soon as I said 'No, ' I knew that I had lost. I kept on fighting for a couple more minutes, while half my brain was already moaning and preparing for something that couldn't be avoided. Fifteen minutes...

Whatever It CostsChapter 45

I must have dozed off at some point, since I woke up to the light that was coming in through the gap between the closed curtains. It was still early, and all the girls ... the small one, and the smaller ones ... were still sleeping. I tried to be silent when I went to the kitchen and searched the fridge for some tasteless white bread and jam. Something not too tasty. I also made sure that it would be easy to make some oatmeal, for later. After some hesitation, I made some coffee for myself. I...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 29

“Tell me a story. (Will ya, will ya.) A real good story. (I won’t leave til ya.) Spill your guts, old man. Leave out any secrets hiding in the... Any skeletons, and all your other sins. Any skeletons. (In the closet!) Any skeletons, any misfortunes. Any skeletons. (Hiding in the closet.)” -Anthrax, “A Skeleton in the Closet,” (Inspired by “Apt Pupil“ by Stephen King.) Everything shook and the swinging ceiling lights flickered again down in the bunker. General Werner Schell sat on a bench,...

Whatever It CostsChapter 46

Things returned to normal, Tuesday. Candice and Kathryn felt sorry for Lindsay and me, and they decided ... no, I wasn't asked ... that the next suitable weekend for a 'date' would be Lin's. They also wanted to lay some ground rules to this strange relationship the four of us were having. They could go on dates with others but no intimacy would be allowed, or the person would drop out of the 'pool.' Me? Since I already had three lovely ladies; I, of course, had no reason to date outside...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 30

“Dry your eyes, my little friend. Let me take you by the hand. Freddie, get ready. Rock steady. When Johnny strikes up the band.” -Warren Zevon, “When Johnny Strikes Up The Band“ Contessa Helena de San Finzione sat at her second funeral in three days. Next to her in the back row so that others could see, Nigel Mander sat in a black suit of his own. A string quartet played somber, funereal versions of the film scores of John Williams as Eliot Silverman was laid to rest. She’d worn a...

Whatever It CostsChapter 47

Back at home we - Katy and I - finally snuggled in to watching some children's movie. I didn't even notice that the movie had ended and Katy was looking at me with a smile on her lips. "Daddy, I'm happy to see you smile again." Then she turned serious again. "But how can the other girls be so clueless? I mean, they KNOW that you do THAT with their mothers, but they have no real idea what THAT includes, and I can only talk about those things with Ashley, and only when THEY aren't...

Whatever It CostsChapter 48

It was a Sunday at the end of January when things changed. It had been one of those rare weekends where I had been alone with Katy and Evelyn. All the women had something else to do. Candice was on a serious date, Kathryn was visiting her parents, and Lindsay was in a conference. Or, she had been in a conference, as now she was at my door, looking distressed. I opened the door and let her in. I turned to her. She didn't meet my gaze, but looked down. Now I started to worry, too. Then she...

Whatever It CostsChapter 49

It was a nice spring Saturday morning in April, when things had progressed to the point where we had agreed to move in together. We had talked with the girls about our relationship, and they had no problems with the two us getting together. The girls would be spending two nights with my aunty and Beth and Ashley. My love had warned me that at some point I'd probably need to show Ashley that despite all things that had happened to her, she still was a desirable young woman. She had been quite...

Whatever It CostsChapter 51

Three years later I was sitting in a business meeting, for the first time in many years. It had taken quite a lot of work to get to this point but I was a whole lot more prepared this time, than I had been years ago. Again, it was my company and I had people working for me. For instance, I had an elderly gentleman playing the role of our CEO. Hey, we would be working against producers who were familiar working with actors and actresses. Besides, I wanted to see if the opponent had done their...

Whatever It CostsChapter 52

It took almost a year, and a lot of practice, to give Melissa the graduation present she wanted. We had managed to move to a bigger house in the same area long before that. It turned out that money would not be an issue. The movie that had used our digital effects turned out to be a hit. That, along with the fact that the expenses were only a fraction of what they would have been otherwise, made the production company very happy. I didn't give that much more thought since I knew that the...

Whatever It CostsChapter 53

Simple glasses and a tux were my disguise when I was sitting there with Katy as my escort. I would have liked to have had my whole family there, but that would have been too much. Then, as Melissa would be due within two weeks, she proclaimed that as she was as big as a whale she would certainly NOT be close to cameras of any kind. As Melissa would not come, then neither would Lindsay. So it would have been me, Katy and Evelyn. Only Evelyn had caught a bad flu. She was already better but...

Whatever It CostsChapter 54

Bea Loretta was born two weeks later. If Melissa was verbal while making love, she was also verbal while giving birth. I wasn't sure if I was so happy about the intimate details she shouted out about me - and what I wasn't ever going to do to her again – yelling all that out, during the childbirth. Later on, Lindsay told me the female staff had found it quite fresh and interesting, compared to the normal curses they heard. Also, they'd be very happy to see Melissa there again, as she was a...

Whatever It CostsChapter 57

A few months later, Marie was supposed to start another project that would keep her busy for a couple of months. She was not so happy about it, but she had it in her contract, and couldn't really avoid it. On the other hand, she was an actress, and she wanted to work. She was not too happy with the updated script, but those changes were made just after Peter's death, and there was not much she could do to them now. I had not told her - nor anybody else - that they wanted to see me, too,...

Whatever It CostsEpilogue

It was about a year and a half later when Marie got an award of her own: Best Supporting Actress. Unfortunately our living arrangements were not secret any more. Since the cat was out of the bag, there was no pressure any more. Marie was four months pregnant when she went on the stage to pick up her statue, and she was glowing. So was Melissa: four months pregnant and glowing. They both were so damned horny that they were wearing Lindsay and me out. Like we were complaining? This time it was...

Whatever It TakesChapter 2

When we landed in Seattle-Tacoma, I honest-to-God looked around the airport for somebody ready to hand me a return ticket to Akron, Ohio. But it didn't happen. Evidently, the Orioles hadn't managed to swing a trade for an almost-used-up professional infielder who could take my place on the roster. It was very early in the morning -- around four -- when I fell into my hotel room bed. Sleeping on the plane had proven unsatisfactory, and I was intending to skip breakfast -- and maybe lunch --...

Whatever It TakesChapter 3

Getting to Camden Yards -- even as a ticket-buying fan -- proved to be more difficult than I'd anticipated. My team had a game almost every night, and so did the Orioles. They were out of town half the time on road trips, and so were the Bowie Baysox. However, the times the Orioles were out of town and the times the Baysox were out of town didn't coincide. There was no correlation whatsoever. The schedule-makers, presumably, had a lot of complicated goals to accomplish, and avoiding...

Whatever It TakesChapter 4

I slept like a baby on Josie's couch in her nicely furnished living room. I never touched her. Not even once. Oh, sure, I thought about it, plenty. I had been genuinely sleepy when I'd finally persuaded her to let me stay overnight on her couch, but after we'd put sheets and blankets down, fluffed up a spare pillow from her hall closet, and, finally, bade each other goodnight, I found myself wide awake and more alert than was appropriate for the hour and the circumstances. So I was awake...

Whatever It TakesChapter 5

Next morning, Josie again declined my offer of a restaurant breakfast and I showered, dressed, and left her house by 9:30. She gave me a friendly little nuzzle on the way out, and I was rapidly gaining some confidence that this could be the start of something big. Neither of us said anything about the hand-on-bare-breast thing. I was pretty sure Josie must have known it had happened, but she never protested, never uttered a word about it. Nothing was said about my coming back that evening,...

Whatever It TakesChapter 8

Finally, we got our laugher. El Paso's final game in St. Paul was just what the doctor ordered. We were ahead, 11-2 in the eighth inning. Boots McDaniel had come in to pitch one inning earlier in relief of the starter, and I was sent out to open the eighth. Nobody on, nobody out. All up to me. All I had to do was avoid giving up nine or more runs. If all -- or even most things -- went well, I'd pitch two innings of harmless mop-up. What a concept! Dolly Parton knew my signals: one finger...

Whatever It TakesChapter 11

The Saints made the Northern Division playoffs against Lincoln, but on the last day of August, we lost the deciding game of the best-of-five series with the Saltdogs and my first "season" as a pitcher was over. It hadn't been so terrible. I finished the year with no wins and two losses, but that record wasn't awful for a middle reliever with zero experience. I'd eventually appeared in nine games for the Saints, and although my numbers for walks and hit batsmen were pretty atrocious,...

Whatever It TakesChapter 12

Friday night, one short week after my departure from St. Paul for the big, most-expenses-paid week with my sweetie, that little detour into paradise had become nothing but a memory, and I was back in Bill Bowman's ex-farmhouse on the outskirts of Minneapolis. But I was eager to get started. Bill and I had worked together a lot during August as the Saints' season wound down, but it had been work sessions broken up by road trips and hampered by distractions. I had been trying to follow...

Whatever It TakesChapter 15

Hernando Escobar was a stocky, swarthy man who looked every bit as old as the forty-six years Manuel, the manager, had attributed to him. But he still moved like an athlete, and his confidence was evident in everything he said or did. His handshake was strong and sincere, and he sounded as if he meant it when he told me he was looking forward to working with me. "Manuel, he has tol' me about you," he said. "About, like you don't know from peetching. He say how you need to learn ......

Whatever It TakesChapter 17

Josie and I had a very pleasant four-day mini vacation back at her place just off the Baltimore waterfront. She was almost two weeks away from heading to Ft. Lauderdale for spring training with the Orioles' big-league club, and I was planning to head down at the same time, although we wouldn't be staying in the same hotel in Florida. Too public. Maybe the BirdSports brass already knew about our little liaison, but flaunting it in Josie's employer's hotel wouldn't be intelligent. In...

Whatever It TakesChapter 18

Bill Bowman had found us a pretty upscale motel for our indefinite stay in the Tampa-St. Petersburg area. The view of Tampa Bay was gorgeous, and the appointments in the room were half a dozen cuts above what I had been accustomed to during my stint with the American Association's Saints. I must admit that some of the hotels the Naranjeros had frequented on the road hadn't been half bad! While in Mexico, I had expected the usual Motel 6 - equivalents that I had known so well throughout my...

Whatever It TakesChapter 19

At breakfast with Bill, Josie couldn't resist alluding to the remarks he had made the day before about not letting our bedroom gymnastics interfere with today's tryout. "He slept, undisturbed, for eight and a half hours," she reported. Bill caught the implication immediately. "Hmmm. I left you two twelve hours ago. What about those other three-plus hours?" Josie could only laugh. "If anybody's interested," I said, "I'm just fine this morning ... I could drop down and give you --...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 2

“Fuck, this is incredible!” Lola screamed as she took my cock deeper inside her on every stroke and Tricia continued to lick her from behind. Lola was an animal right then, every flick and swipe of Tricia’s tongue combining with every thrust of my cock to send her into the stratosphere. She was definitely on Cloud Nine, but then again, who wouldn’t be, and she really gave back as good as she got. She bounced hungrily up and down on my pole, taking me deeper until I bottomed out repeatedly...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 4

I awoke with a bit of a hangover, but I was far from alone, and I frankly wondered if yesterday had just been a weird dream. It was hardly a nightmare, of course, having turned out very pleasantly, to say the least. If it was a dream, one in which I had fucked my sister, Tricia, my sister’s babysitter, Lola, and my own mother, Jessica, well, why would I want to wake up anytime soon? It had been the Friday night from Heaven, if it wasn’t a dream, though, so there was that point in favor of...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 5

“So, this is the famous Kieran I’ve heard about, then?” Mom surprised Dad in particular with her kind and friendly tone, “a pleasure to meet you, and I do mean that. I’m Jessica Vandekamp, the crazy ex Richard probably warned you about ... but I’m ... coming to my senses. Waking up to my own silliness and immaturity. I used to think that was an exclusively male condition, but I was so wrong about that, too.” “Jess, please ... call me ... Dick. I’ve come to prefer that name now. I’m glad to...

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What a Difference a Summer Makes Part 4C

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What If Whence Came the Spider III

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What Lies Beneath

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What Happens in Vegas Part 4 Final

Dog-day Afternoon Katie snapped the waist on her bikini bottoms and turned to kiss Brian as they stood in the elevator. The 40-ish aged man in front of them turned to face them, his forehead wrinkled and eyebrows raised. “Ha, sorry, my friend here gets all excited when he sees me in this bikini,” she said in mock surprise, raising her short white skirt exposing her blue and white polka dot bikini. The man smiled and looked at the both of them before returning to face the front of the elevator....

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Chapter 4 During my train ride back home on the Metro North I am listening to Pray for Me by Kendrick Lamar and The Weeknd I chuckle to myself thinking about what a crazy day it has been. Starting with Wendy then Kelly and tonight I will end the night with Brittany. I am a lucky man indeed! As I close my eyes humming to song I get a notification ping on my phone. It’s a message from Liz. Liz: Hey baby. How you doing? Me: Hey sexy. I was just thinking about you. I’m good. Just...

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First night at a swingers club leads to a surprise meetingThis is the completely true story of our first ever visit to a swingers club and how it led to my wife’s first interracial experience. I’ve stayed true to the events and emotions, so that the reader can immerse themselves and feel what it REALLY feels like to experience the wild world of swinging. All the characters are real, so join me into the dark erotic world of swinging. Let me introduce myself, my name’s Rick. It was a whirlwind...

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Hi, i m 29 yrs, i m 6 feet tall, i m fair and handsome, 32″waist, 72 kg…atheletic shaped body stature and 6″ tool and thick…. Possess decent personality traits.. I believe in making good friends.. And loves to explore new horizones of life… As far as my fantasies r concerned.. I love to spend time with like minded people..how loves to get in to a sweet relationship which must me secure and descret.. I would welcome the oppurtunity to meet bm and like minded cpls and females for casual or one...

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From the bed I watched my wife of twenty years step into her deep blue lace panties and ease them over the curves over shapely brown thighs. She adjusted the elastic around them to ensure that no stray pubic curls were visible, then ran a finger between her thighs and sighed deeply."Shit G, I've just had a shower and I'm all wet already again." she commented more for her own benefit than mine.D turned, picked up the matching bra from the bed and slipped her arms into it. Her dark nipples were...

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