C. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles Fenwick was 42 yr old, wealthy beyond his needs, alone in the world. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid name. He went by Charles in the business sector earthly concern. His close associate degree called him Chad. They were familiar ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charlemagne had been successful in business, he had a knack for it and a drive to deliver the goods. He had a beautiful wife and a Whitney Young son. Then ten eld ago he lost them both in an automobile chance event. In his grief he shut himself off from the universe, turning his psyche completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, trouble. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his forcible motive. Those reappeared after two or three long time. But he could never commit himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his heart to the risk. So he had fellow. No one he would phone a girlfriend. His current companion was a 26 year old sweetheart. Large firm chest, spacious pelvis, dark-skinned hair, drear eyes. She could fellate his cock like no early and ride him to exhaustion. She was hot and crisp and there for his needs. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her consistency. She was n't a bawd or call lady friend, just a Edward Young womanhood enjoying some of the finer matter in life. And C. Charles Fenwick did savor the finer things in lifespan. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A suite of rooms overlooking the park. He employed a chef to prepare meals as needed and a housekeeper to make water indisputable everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of good wine-colored he thought about something that had happened on his way home. He often walked domicile to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring nearly mass on the street, walking past them in his own creation. Tonight though, just a twosome blocks from his construction he passed a young panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would receive walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. oceanic abyss drear eyes, somewhere between hopeful and hopeless. He stopped, took out his pocketbook hoping he might hold a dollar or two. He rarely carried John Cash, who did these Clarence Day, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he thinking, he could get off cigars with a twenty and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

'' Thank you sir. '' Her spokesperson, tired, but pleasant. He looked at her again, then passed on.

Why was he thought process of her now ? Maybe the knickknack of the state of affairs. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? Someone who lost in this game of life ? The threshold bell. That would be Bailey. He forgot about the mendicant as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an occupy night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my Quaker Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Hope you do n't bear in mind ? '' mind ? Here was another hot young sister half his age. She had straight blond hair, brown centre, a plastered little ass and perky tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' Sure no problem. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And face at this office, and the view ! ``

Kenzie looked around. `` Wow. '' Then she looked at Charles River. `` Wow. '' Now this was a lady friend who knew how to ingratiate herself with her host.

'' Wine ladies ? ``

'' Yes ! '' `` OK, thanks. ``

They settled on the sofa, one young woman on either side of meat of Charles the Great. Bailey was already running her hand over his chest. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how things would go.

'' Chad, I missed you, it 's been a few days. ``

'' Sorry Nathan Bailey, body of work has been engaged. But I do sustain clip coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake house, drop some clock time on my gravy holder ? ``

'' cool. Yes, just severalize me when. ``

Materially driven people were so easy for Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles. Dangle a dinner, or a boat, or new earrings and their unanimous outlook changed. It was the Saame in concern. Now Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her liberal breasts in the new red lace bra.

'' seed on Kenz, show Chad what you 've got. '' Kenzie needed no more encouragement. She too removed her shirt and quickly lost her bra. Two upturned B cup tits now awaited Charles'attention. He lifted Kenzie onto his lap and began sucking at one pointed mammilla, and then the other.

'' Why do n't we take this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure he 'd have plenty for Bailey too. He was in good shape for his age, but kept a stock of lozenge to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size of it bed down the mansion. This was an additional room he used for these type encounters. None of his visitor were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles stripped and positioned himself against a pile of pillows. In addition to business insightfulness and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly telling stopcock. It was a good 7 column inch, a well thickness too. If asked he told women it was over 8 column inch. Who 's measuring, and it usually excited them. His cock was hard and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the Lapp thing when Kenzie dropped her drawers and thong. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy light hair's-breadth collected on her hummock above her cleanly shaved lips. Nathan Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice modification. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

'' Pearl Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your care. '' Yes it did, and she was just the son of a bitch to convey concern of it.

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute kitty of yours. '' Nathan Bailey got to work on his tool, sucking it into her mouthpiece and expertly using her tongue to cod his full length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her pussy to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his glossa. Then licking her slit and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her closely cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweetly zest. This was good. He liked a sweet unseasoned pussy in his human face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Republic of Chad just wanted that fresh newness. Bailey was busy servicing his putz and in a few minutes he 'd satisfy her with his cum, but a nice new slit to mouthful before filling it with his hammer was Prince Charles'estimation of a good even. Bailey would be back for boats and jewelry and nice dinner, but this might be a single dig at her friend. He knew how untried women were. If he spent too practically time on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a commodity dapple, she was rocking her hips rubbing her pussy on his typeface, his tenuous beard would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her best on his dick, but Chadic language was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him cleaning lady were a release to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't consume the metre for romanticism. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, enjoyable certainly, but a satisfying of a pauperization. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her distaff cum. That was it. He needed this blonde pussycat, now.

'' Move over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little interest. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knee joint. He positioned his rooster at her pussy and repel it deep. She was n't expecting his length AND cinch and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the in good order depth, then held her slim down hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond hair whipping back and Forth River as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole physical structure clench, a instant, and release. His hot cum coating her interior. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to waste. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a niggling mean value. But he did get off on watching two cleaning woman together and watching Bailey lick his cum from his recent conquering, her champion, that was too good to cash in one's chips up. He 'd have to have his spot assistant pick up something decent for her. bailey, looking a trivial dispirit rolled her friend over onto her dorsum and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't certainly if Kenzie was into fille on girl but she seemed too spent to argue. Instead she said,

'' Chadic language, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to earn favor, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a fountainhead endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just plunge his cum into her. A couple twelvemonth ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any to a greater extent Kyd into this shitty Earth. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could have his semen. But no one was getting any sperm. He was unloose to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very full doctor a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Pearl Mae Bailey 's efforts but at least her pussy was clean-living. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still tenacious than virtually guys and ready for activeness with little more effort. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to sustain to bed her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon postulate to make a motion on from her. At some point you could n't have them leading you around by your cock, making you want their pussy. There would be teardrop, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the pauperization arose, he 'd see a potential girl and it would depart over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd give her a in force piece of ass, assure her, then cause some peace and quiet when they left.

He was soon stiff. Bailey got on top and cod his hard cock. She could take most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge prick filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussycat until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a latterly dinner. He 'd probably send something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the first time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was dependable. He liked that blond snatch of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd suit his regular. Would n't that nooky with Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Hiram Williams would grouch about cleaning up after one of his fuck sessions. But what did she expect ? The flat was roomy. A kitchen and dining room, heavy aliveness room, his buck private bedroom, the ass room and a littler guest room. He did n't often accept guests, but sometimes brave out condition or events in the city booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a salutary Scotch, sated. It had been a practiced even. But something nagged at him.

Day went by, his evenings a mix of work and upshot. As with nearly wealthy men he gave, generously he thought, to charities. It helped to assuage any guilt that could creep in from the riches he enjoyed. Still he passed by nigh people on the street without a persuasion. Then one evening walking home, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure. Yes, he was certain. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his assistant get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the same soiled clothes. Her hair needed a good washing but otherwise there was no distinct scent. She did n't smell like alcoholic drink. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the nib, looked up in shock. `` Oh, you again. Thank you so much. ``

'' Let me see your teeth. '' He 'd asked before thinking.

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't take in cock, even for 50 dollars. If that 's what you want you can have it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

C. Charles Stuart Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a blow job ?

'' No, no, no young lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, depict me your tooth. '' She made a grimace, exposing good for you, if slightly grubby teeth. `` No alcohol ? No drugs ? ``

'' No sir. Just down on my destiny. '' He added another 20.

'' Do you stay put at a shelter ? ``

'' With your benignity, I can. And get a dependable repast too. Bless you. '' Carolus nodded, then moved on.

At his flat, Mrs Williams was grouching about cleaning up his excess room, as she called it. `` I 'm a proper Christian woman and to clean up after your debauchery, Mr. Fenwick. Well I 'd rather not.

'' Mrs. Williams, I 'm a individual man and I will toy with how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to work for me, there are other flat to cleanse in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supplying. Then she slapped a paper on his table.

'' That is the bill for this hebdomad. And this will be my final examination week. Thank you. '' She left.

commodity elimination he thought. He 'd find someone else. Maybe someone better to attend at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to call bailey. Or, what was her friend 's gens ? But he called Bailey. He was in a temper. Mrs. Sir Bernard Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant little girl nagged at him. Then there was the usual business business organization. He needed an electric outlet. Fortunately Pearl Bailey was prepare and willing to be that retail store. He supposed he 'd deliver to read her to the lake. Then maybe prompt on.

Bailey showed up two minute later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramp. Ready to be used. Charles grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth, using his other hand to roughly press her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Energy my strong man necessitate his adulteress tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me good with your big cock. ``

'' Shut up bitch. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her pitcher's mound and pushed into her with his finger's breadth. Her short annulus prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underwear. `` In the sleeping room. '' He slapped her knockout on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the hall. MMM, he was thinking how he was going to use her tonight. When they got in the bedroom he had her cartoon strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of ways, but he had a feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough in stuff and the thought of a weekend at the lake on his boat, foremost class food and wine, and his big peter, would help oneself relieve oneself up for this evening. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her place, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. whop ! 'Oh shit'knock ! 'oh roll in the hay'Her ass would be red. Charles VII looked at the helping hand prints on her right ass cheek. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! red cent, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW FUCK, Chad. ``

'' Shut up '' WHACK ! Now both cheeks were even. He held her and fed his cock into her. She took his duration but winced each time he slammed into her ass. He fucked her severely, and trench, and fast. Then he spit on her asshole. She 'd know what was coming.

'' Oh god. '' Yes, his lodge was going up her ass. His cock was lubed from her pussy, then his finger invaded her ass.

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' knock !

He withdrew from her pussy and pushed his cock against her ass, pushing the chief rightfield in. Then he stopped.

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her cheeks, teasing her, letting her anticipate another smack. He lightly tapped her cheek, distracting Nathaniel Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh shag. '' He was in, but he had a style to go. She bent her head and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his deal on her sore ass nerve. More pain in the ass from his hands than from his invasion. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A instant, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then slam. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertions. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a airstream material. Clean me ripe because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his stopcock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each push. When he at endure came again he was fulfill. He looked over at Bailey. young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I suck you clean ? '' Now he felt a little bad. She 'd had her use for him tonight, but now he was relaxed.

'' I 'm sorry Nathaniel Bailey. ``

'' No, no that 's ok. You had a need.. ''

'' Maybe a bit too far. Really, clear-cut the weekend of the 15th. We 'll relax, have fun. Sunbathe on the gravy holder. I know some secluded bit. ``

'' Thanks Republic of Chad. Do I need to get anything ? '' Chad leaned over and kissed her on the nose.

'' Yes. Get a new swimming courtship. And something cute for dinner. Tell them to consign my account. ``

'' OOh, yay. Ow. '' She moved on the bed.

'' Maybe some application too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to leave. Pearl Mae Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her friends and study. It mostly bored him, but Charles II figured he owed her some of his resign time for putting up with his pugnacity earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was serenity. He had been able to expel some of his annoyance with the creation, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At to the lowest degree he had n't taken out the party whip and chains.

The next dawn it was ice chest. As he waited for his car he saw the young lady begging for variety. He walked down and asked why she was out here in underdrawers and a visible radiation shirt. He 'd given her Johnny Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't last forever and I try to keep some for harder days. I did have a full meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Carolus thought a moment.

'' Will you come with me ? ``

'' I told you sir, I do n't have sex for money. ``

'' zippo like that. I 'd like to..to help you. I want to ask a few questions. ``

'' Can I land my few affair ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the trunk of my car. I 'm on my way to work downtown. Ben will push and we can speak. '' She caught her intimation. `` Is something wrong ? No one will harm you. ``

'' No, it 's ok. I 'll go with you. I 'm about at my wits end, I suppose I can take a chance. ``

'' I promise, no one will harm you or treat you inappropriately. ``

'' Men are n't always so kind. ``

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his driver open the automobile trunk then gave him instructions to call his personal assistant at the office with a list of chore. Ben looked uncertainly at the charwoman. He was thinking his boss could probably witness somebody a fiddling cleaner if he needed some action at law. Charles waited until the adult female was in the car, then went around and got in the former side. The woman looked at the inside of the luxuriousness sedan, then at Charles.

'' My public figure is Charles. What is your public figure ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. commodity. Now I want to ask you a few questions. '' She stared at him with her deep blue angel optic. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink in excessively ? ``

'' No. Some. Not a lot. ``

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to touch her to assure her, but decided he should delay on his side for now. Through mother fucker she tried to explain. Thrown out of her house. Abusive Father-God. Teen pregnancy. shaver 's sire left. Could n't finish college. Could n't retrieve a job. No home, no credit, no job, no hope.

'' You could n't find anything ? Surely .... ''

'' Easy for you sir. When you have nice things, you keep nice matter. When you have naught. And I 've tried saving every clam I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' Find my baby. They made me give him up. If it was n't for my pipe dream, I probably would have been selling myself. But I want to be a right female parent someday. ``

'' Oh jeez. Your family abandoned you ? You have no one to plough to ? '' She just shook her head then bowed it, sobbing.

The device driver lowered the separation panel. `` Ms. genus Penelope says everything will be make. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office, I 'd like you to go with my assistant Penelope. You may shout out her penny. She will see that you have a hot rain shower, new dress and a soundly meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of soul, can we leave it at that ? '' She sniffed away binge and nodded her head. They met Penny who looked over Charles River'new, well she did n't experience what. centime was nothing if not super efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his occupation comrade often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking womanhood. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely professional. To the distributor point where she was one of the few people who could promise him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

'' Really Charles, what 's going on here ? Street urchins ? Is n't that big boobed bimbo of yours enough ? ``

'' Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is zilch like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. Talk to her, as a woman. She 's still cautious with me. Oh and do you make a medico she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in shelters. And find out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Jacques Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon centime buzzed Charles in his office and asked if he had a few minute of arc. He told her to come right in. She entered with a striking Edward Young woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Carolus Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the advanced berth. No old Sir Henry Joseph Wood paneling and dark heavy chairperson. Charles VII'office had large windowpane ; it was lighter, Laputan, glass and metal. Carolus showed the women to chairs across from his desk.

'' Amy, you look very nice. How do you find ? ``

'' 1000 % better. Thank you both, but why am I here ? ``

'' Because of destiny I suppose. You were in the decently office and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh for certain I donate to diverse campaign, but no not individually. ``

cent spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no current veritable source of income. physician Dowling says she has no plain medical consequence, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor intimate abuse. Somewhat malnourished, but now clean and good for you. What side by side boss ? ``

'' I have an mind. Amy, can I confide you ? ``

'' Yes. I do n't steal or cheat. well, maybe some days when I 'm hungry I may contain a piece of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' intelligible. But if you were well fed and had a secure situation to sleep ? ``

'' I 'm an honest person, sir. I have my monetary standard, despite how I 've fallen. '' Charles looked over at penny. cent rocked her psyche, unsure of where this was going.

'' Ok, a proposal. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your auricle may hear matter. '' cent rolled her middle. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a replacement. Could you get care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a spare room where you can be. I pay well. '' Penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

'' Yes, that 's the other part. ``

Amy, `` former character ? ``

'' Some eventide, I may entertain friends. Women. We will do as men and cleaning woman do. You may hear us from your room. You are free to go out those nights if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the adjacent day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Hank Williams. ``

'' I 've cleaned up at the shelter. Would you really pay me ? I do n't really make very well. ``

'' Just cleaning and errands. I have someone who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a diet in no prison term. ``

'' I, I do n't have a go at it what to say ? And I have no responsibility, you know ... ''

cent cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Charles keeps his business, all job. If he touches you I 'll rip off his balls. '' Amy put her helping hand over her mouth.

'' I suppose my solution is yes. ``

'' Perfect. cent, you have the rest of the afternoon off to accept Amy shopping for dress and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd treasure it if you 'd company us back to my apartment after piece of work so we can get Amy settled. ``

'' Of course. Let 's go Amy this can be fun. ``

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, guesswork I do n't postulate the clothes, but there 's a small bag with personal particular. Can I get them ? ``

'' Yes, we 'll be taking the car home later. '' And with that the women left Charles to his thoughts.

C. Charles Fenwick sat back in his chair, his hands behind his forefront. Just what was he doing ? A deplumate caught the slope of his nose, ran down to his lip. Was he getting soft ? No. It was something more than than that. But what ?

Charles, Penny and Amy rode back to his flat after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This sentence she was pick, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fears. She was taking a hazard. She 'd be living in an apartment with a single man. A very powerful, racy man. If this was all some ruse to use and abuse her, who would think the hiking when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was sentence to take a chance. If worst came to pip she 'd let him experience his way and move on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his flat building. Amy took note that he used a key and pressed the P storey at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a lowly lobby with only one door useable to them. Charles opened the door and allowed Amy and Penny to enter. Amy looked around at luxuriousness she could only imagine. To call it an apartment was the understatement of the year. high gear ceilings, wide heart-to-heart Windows looking out over Central ballpark, all ignite colouring material, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my base Amy. I hope you will be comfortable here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the live on area, comfortable furniture, a huge TV on the paries, a bar, and room to entertain. The glossy modern kitchen, with all the appliance Charles'chef needed to cook meals when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special function. Otherwise feel disembarrass to take a leak yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be employment enough. '' They walked past the dining room, manor hall privy, then stopped at a large bedroom. A world-beater size bed and single dresser were the alone furniture. `` This is, well to be Frank, where I entertain charwoman friend. They rarely stay over, so you can tick off this way in the dayspring to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything needs to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whiplash and chains '', Penny added. Amy 's heart opened all-encompassing. A paw came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, paddle, strap-ons, all manner of sex toy dog. Some daughter like to be spanked, so you may take heed rallying cry. No one is actually injured. But you may encounter some point that need to go back in the dressing table. Will that be a problem ? ``

'' No, your personal life is to be no care of mine. ``

'' Good. Speaking of which, the unsympathetic room at the end is my personal chamber. It 's to quell that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and please, not sir. It makes you sound like an old English Samuel Butler. Charles I will do. ``

'' Yes, of form. ``

'' commodity, now let 's go back through the living room. '' On the far side of meat of the bread and butter room was one more room. It was n't as bombastic as the other rooms, but it was spacious enough and had the same spectacular scene as the bread and butter way. `` This is your room. You may beautify or do matter to please yourself. I will never enter without your permission. You have a secret toilet through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so nice. And the survey. ``

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at domicile. Tomorrow you can start by giving the place a Light Within going over. familiarise yourself with everything. You may work whatever 60 minutes you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the billet is spotless, it 's no topic to me how yearn it takes. Is there anything else you need ? ``

Amy put her head down. `` You 've been so kind, but I was wondering. And you could take it from my salary to riposte, but ... ''

'' Say it, do n't be shy. As you see my respectable people are straightforward. '' He nodded towards Penny.

'' wellspring, I would like to get a laptop computer or reckoner of some kind. I would spend my resign fourth dimension taking college courses. I still have some dream and matter I must do. ``

'' Of course ! cent, bill that. We 'll get you set up in no clock time. Perhaps a desk in here to work at ? '' Carolus almost seemed to smile. His own percept and any verification that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always brook a person bettering themselves. The wifi here is splendid. But do n't pass all day every day inside. Now you can take the air the city with confidence. shop, visit museums, take in the website. I 'll leave you a key. Come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her life history had changed. But would Carolus understand her vainglorious dream ? That could wait.

Jacques Charles proposed a toast to his young employee. Amy sipped at a time of origin she could have never tasted before. `` Drink up Amy. A slight wine in moderation is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my bottle during the day. ``

Amy smiled. `` No I do n't drink much. It was a thriftlessness of money. And my father drank a lot. '' Her grinning vanished.

Amy went into her room to put away her few clothes. Charles Stuart talked to Penny on her way out.

'' Do you see anything here that concerns you ? ``

'' other than that a cute young lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. Sure today she 's still that bedraggled woman you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got electric potential. Do n't get estimate. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll work out hard. I think she wants to please you and if one of her first off thoughts is Education Department that 's a respectable house. Let her breathe Charles VII. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permission, I would like to mentor her. meet with her every two week or so, help her make good decisiveness. ``

'' proficient estimate Penny. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a list of point here. Please liaison King James I tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James River Hans Fischer was Charles'attorney. He also did any digging Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles needed. Whether dirt on challenger or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Prince Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the Same home. He went down to his suite to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajamas, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her best night 's sleep in ages.

The employment was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen gadget that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a couple of hours. Two mean solar day after she moved in a tech person from Charlemagne'office showed up and set up her new laptop. They 'd also sent over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the world. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded newspapers. Penny called to set-up a meeting and to nominate what she had discussed with Jacques Charles. Amy was more than well-chosen to sustain a successful woman to guide her. She 'd seek her advice on where respectable to take online courses.

Charlemagne was in his office when Saint James the Apostle arrived with some information. He scanned the text file. Amy Henderson, honors scholarly person, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one small fry, removed by DSS, then zero. He looked up at James River,

'' Anything else ? ``

'' Not yet Charles the Great. I 'm working on it. These records are not as public. But I 'll find them. ``

'' Good. ``

James River left and Jacques Charles was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed other expiation. He called Pearl Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner party when the buzzer alerted them to a visitor. Charles looked at Amy.

'' Please finish up here, then stay in your room or go out. I have, troupe. ``

'' Yes, Charles II. ``

Carolus opened the door to Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and denim. It seemed Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles was looking for a more relaxed evening. She looked over his shoulder joint and saw the young womanhood, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could have got brought Kenzie. ``

'' That 's Amy. She 's my new housekeeper. She will not be joining us. '' Amy made her way back to her room.

'' Nice ass. You doing her too ? Am I not enough for you ? Are you getting tired of me Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

'' No Pearl Mae Bailey, Amy works for me, but cipher like that. halt being so needy. ``

Amy had her doorway closed, but she could n't help but hear them. Apparently Pearl Bailey could n't expect to get down the hall to show her dedication to Charles. Certain thing came through the door.

'' Then let me fellate your big shaft Chadic. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Jacques Charles knew what this was about. Nathaniel Bailey needed Amy to pick up. To know that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

'' Give me your cum Chadic, down my throat. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her lav to change. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The young woman had said she had a nice ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big mammilla Charles Stuart'little girl was showing off with her sozzled shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple twelvemonth of limited diet had her back to her archetype size. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark nipples. She was still mostly skin and ivory, but she 'd be capable to fill out a lilliputian with a serious diet. There was so much food for her to choose from. And wax respectable dinners cooked by an expert. From the other room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, laid across her bed, naked. She could hear the sound of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck chad, oh fucking, yes. pass on me that cock, so big, hump me hard. ``

And groan, and oink and more than cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had time, or desire to remember about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding feeler. Now she could hear Charles and his miss Bailey roll in the hay in the living room. Bailey making sure enough she let Amy get it on she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles was hers and Amy better get no estimation. Amy placed her hand on her mound, found her clitoris, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hips raising to meet her hand. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go groan of her own.

Chadic language did give Nathan Bailey what was hers, his 7 in, and zilch more. He grunted as he plowed her kitty-cat. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd fill her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

Amy circled, slid her finger down, found her wet opening. She teased herself, cried out as she was reminded of past pleasures.

Bailey heard Amy as Republic of Chad slammed into her. The beef was getting off listening to them. `` FUCK me Chad. HARD. FUCK me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her handwriting onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a wave coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the first time in years, ohh so good. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles the Bald was finally there. He released his cum into Pearl Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the sleeping room. '' Nathaniel Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their aggregate fluids drip on the base. Let the fiddling gripe have something to clean. In the bedroom, Nathan Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure the bed sheets would need a effective cleaning.

The future morning Amy waited until Charles left for work. She thought it might be bunglesome to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his cum. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple times. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a frisson between her legs this sunrise. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely get word her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd deal herself. That changed when she got to the fun elbow room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the drawers. There were all manner of sex toys, some of which she could only envisage their uses. However, one object she knew how to use. A bombastic opprobrious dildo, flexible, thick and longsighted. Amy thought for only a import before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs across-the-board and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery pecker over her pussy. She was soon wet and capable to enter the tip. Oh diddlyshit, it had been so long. Back in richly school she had fucked a few guy cable, some were good, some not so salutary. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles''huge cock'. The opinion of a real cock so big, throbbing between her ramification caused Amy to get more wet, to allow the dildo to debase her and go further than her digit reached. She found a trade good profoundness and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her button with her digit. She was soon moaning in pleasure and happy she had the theatre to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clitoris setting off a powerful climax that sent a jounce to her slit. Amy came down and relaxed a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Prince Charles came home the apartment looked good as new.

Charles II looked around. Satisfied, he paused a present moment, then, `` Apologies for finally nighttime. Pearl Mae Bailey seemed to finger the indigence to herald herself. We 'll try to keep our activities down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your home base, you may nurse however you want. No offense taken. ``

He gave a wet lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her point at his lilliputian joke.

Amy soon took fourth dimension in the afternoon to take on with Penny at a coffee shop down near the office. Penny turned over an envelope and another declamatory folder.

'' Your for the first time pay ticket stub. In the folder you will find entropy on your new banking concern business relationship, a debit card and some contour to sign. We took the familiarity of depositing your pay to open the account. Your future payment will be direct deposited every other workweek. ``

Amy opened the envelope. She looked at the pay ticket stub. Then at cent. `` Surely there has been a fault. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and board. This is far too much. ``

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charles is absurdly loaded, has no kinsfolk and pays well for work well done. I make far more than a personal assistant normally would. It 's his way. advantage him by bettering yourself. Someday maybe I 'll tell you more about him. More than what you can find on the net ? ``

Amy blushed. Yes, of course she had looked up C. Charles Fenwick.

'' You 're no jester. Of course you researched. I 'd expect aught to a lesser extent. descend back to the government agency with me. We 'll go over the report, let you sign some bank papers and attain sure you can use the banking company app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll take care of that. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles may need to contact you when he 's not home to peck up something for him at a entrepot. Or some early errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may involve to show me how the newer telephone set body of work. ``

'' trusted, we 'll add that to our things to do. Also, have you given Sir Thomas More consider to school ? You can afford to signup now. ``

They went back to the office and worked on several thing. Amy was happy to be getting her life in orderliness. She 'd be able to save money too.

The next weekend was the 15th. Pearl Mae Bailey showed up with her bags, far More than she 'd necessitate for three nights, given that she 'd be naked half the meter. On his gravy boat at the lake family Prince Charles allowed sun bathing, even nude in secluded spots, during the sidereal day, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not retrovert to the sign until recent evening. There was room for people to adopt a nap, or early activities, then change for semiformal dinner. Being there as Chadic 's female child made Pearl Bailey glow. Watching the thin youth woman prancing around his flat in t-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her glad. She knew Republic of Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tension in the way with Bailey was obvious. The female child hated her. Was jealous of her. Though Amy was a few old age younger, Bailey seemed much more than immature. Having affair handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed thing every day. Amy tried putting it out of her thinker. She basically had a free weekend. A outstanding NY penthouse apartment to herself and money in the bank. Instead she was soon back on the internet. Searching.

Charles River did like getting away for a few twenty-four hours. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did savour a little leisure meter. Nathan Bailey was a okay companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude in front of multitude. So daylight she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of other guests. Charles usually invited a couplet of business fellow most of them a bit elder who managed to show up with soul decidedly younger who was NOT their wife. His simply prescript was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If somebody got caught by his wife with a 20 something gold power shovel, well that was n't his problem. At the moment the three young ladies were splashing in the pee, their tight Edward Young consistence on presentation. The men enjoyed the view, a commodity Scotch malt whiskey and a unspoiled cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner party in a slinky little Shirley Temple attire that would be so wanton to slip off later. There was plenty of her openhanded boobs on display. She had competition as everyone seemed to enjoy a well endowed companion. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a delicious meal, his assistant serving to the guests with the seize wine from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner party and lounging under the stars the boat returned to bobtail. To call this a lake house was absurd. While it kept the wood and rustic conjuration, it was all lavishness. Wine flowed into the Night before the guests began making their way to their own suites. When Charles IX and Nathan Bailey got to their room she made to slew her dress off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed dude of her boob, his hands clutching at her ass through the dress. Sliding his hands down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny thong and waited for her to step out of it. Lifting her he carried Nathaniel Bailey to the bed and set her down on the bound. Charles II unfastened his knickers and liberate his throbbing stopcock. With his drawers pooled around his foundation he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm shaft. While feeding it into her over and over his handwriting roamed the silky material of her dress, feeling her Whitney Young dead body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her prominent mammilla and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his stopcock deep. Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to promote him, to set aside him to achieve her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. Fuck me, occupy my twat. I 'm your piece of ass whore. Fuck me. Use my slit. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your squawk lady of pleasure. I live for your hammer. I need your cum. fill my slit. ``

Fill her he did. He 'd built up a good bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this apparel all night. She locked her leg around him as he deposited a large load in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty talk of the town was good. She WAS a good fuck. And tonight a dainty for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his intemperately cock in the sunup. It was deserving it. Now he let her remove the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy dead body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be dwelling house Tuesday Amy spent all day Mon going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to acknowledge the closed room access at the end of the lobby. Surely that elbow room needed cleaning too. But he said it was individual. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door pommel. It opened. OK, she 'd take a tone. If there was anything worthful sitting around she 'd close the doorway and leave. There was nothing obvious. A king size of it bed. stock furniture. Maybe even a little antique compared to the quietus of the apartment. rum about the sparseness of the room Amy carefully walked around the article of furniture. She dared not subject anything and even now felt she was betraying a trust. Then she noticed the only item in the way. A pic on the nightstand. Curiosity got the skilful of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the underframe. The trash shattered post shards across the wood floor.

'' oh fuck oh fuck oh fucking. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a photograph of a new woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became vertiginous. The new woman had the deepest gloomy eyes. The face was unlike, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to station the material body back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every undivided speck of glass. But what had she done ? Would he enkindle her ? Kick her backbone out onto the street ? She did n't recognize what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how dangerous this is. Charles River expects and demands that people follow instructions. rightfulness or wrong he feels that he knows what 's beneficial for him and his business organisation. Someone going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be grounds for liberation. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his trust. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles. ``

Amy sobbed. Her eyes were already red from doing the Same at the apartment.

'' Do n't consider tears and ruth will move him. He 's got no metre for people playing biz. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. Admit your legal injury doing, and billet yourself at his mercy. But first, let me order you a few things. ``

Penny explained about Charles IX'earliest life. His married woman Beth and son Charlie from the exposure. Charles River was a unlike man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted father and husband. He always made time for his kinsfolk. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a hand truck on a blind curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business. He had no time for anyone else. It 's been ten days. `` I started with the company seven years ago. What you see now is ten long time of chipping at the hard case that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the other rooms. None in his power. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tuesday the door to the apartment opened. Charles and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the couch her center red again, crushing a serviette in her hand.

'' What 's the topic Amy ? '' All in a hurry Amy explained about cleaning and checking his room and seeing the photo and dropping it and she was so bad and never again.

'' point. '' Carolus was visibly wild. He paced. He clenched his fists.

'' I guess you 're outta here bitch '', Bailey smirked and reveled in her victory.

'' Nathaniel Bailey shut the piece of tail up. Why do n't you just get the fuck out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The dolt HOUSEKEEPER ca n't follow linguistic rule. ``

'' GET THE fucking OUT. And do n't visit me. '' Now Pearl Bailey started crying. She picked up her travelling bag and left. Slamming the door behind her.

'' Fucking twat. '' Amy had n't heard Charles like this. She was n't certainly which of them was the 'fucking twat'. He was raging. Would he hit her ? He paced, flexing his fingerbreadth. Pounding a fist into his leg. He grabbed a chair and placed it right in figurehead of Amy.

'' Look at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eye away. Her lips trembled.

'' Do n't hit me delight. I 'll leave if you want. I meant no harm but I betrayed you. ``

'' appear me in the eyes. '' She did. With every crusade she held his gaze.

'' I 'm sorry. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a tear in his eye.

'' I imagine now you know why I helped you ? '' She shook her head up and down. `` You have her eyes. I 've never seen those eyes before or since. When you look at me it 's like she 's here again for a mo. I 'll get a new frame. You may add cleaning my bedroom to your chores. He held her school principal between his hands. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No duty. Never ever is the appropriate answer. You owe me cipher because you 've already given me so practically. But IF, you ever want to get together me in there, I will forego every other cleaning lady. Absolutely No duty. And I say that before I show you this. ``

Charles the Bald got up and went to his briefcase. He 'd received information he 'd printed out at the lake house. He returned to his seat.

'' King James I has been doing research. I suppose it was the Lapplander you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, to a greater extent asset to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a foster domicile on Long Island. I 've had my people contact social services. It could take time. They need to tick off your situation, but I can bring certain force per unit area to the slip. ``

Amy sat back. unused tears welled in her middle. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

'' Benjamin Henderson aka Benjamin Rotello, commonly goes by Benji. Age 6 ? ``

'' Yes. Yes. His father is Rotello. A useless bastard. Drink, drugs. prevaricator. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

My citizenry have done some research. He seems to be with a competent family. Well toughened. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this urban center. centime and I can vouch for your change in position. We have doctors reports to show you 're not an junky. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles Stuart. intemperate than she 'd ever hugged a person. He was caught off guard, hesitated, then wrapped his arms around her. She felt howling. But he needed to stop.

'' OK, ok. We still have work to do in this regard. As I said, it could guide awhile. ``

'' Yes. Ok. Um. Why this, after I messed up ? I thought you would be furious. ``

'' I was. For a instant. But you meant no injury. But really, you do need to learn the deviation between proffer and orders. I 'll have penny discuss this with you. ``

'' Understood. Now may I go to my room ? I have so much to think about. ``

'' Yes, the property looks immaculate. You are very good at your job. ``

Amy had her unconstipated Wednesday afternoon meeting with Penny. She enjoyed dressing in a business concern allow outfit and meeting at the office. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could issue forth up when the went before a evaluator. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online courses towards a degree. She was the pure exercise of a good person who had had everything number against her for awhile.

'' Next week we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a justice. ``

'' testament Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be ripe to have a cleaning woman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the appearing that you 're a prevent woman, to use an old formula. ``

'' Oh, but I do n't ... ''

'' Yes I know. But they do n't. '' Amy shook her head. centime continued, `` So you got through your ordeal with Charles the Great ? ``

'' He was very interpret. Kind even. So strange that a chance happenstance should make such a difference. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And char to woman, maybe a little more. And I 've seen photograph of his married woman. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his skinny fellow see them to sympathize him. You do n't really look like her, but he sees something. ``

'' It 's the center. When I looked at the photo I was shocked. Like looking into a mirror. '' centime looked at Amy.

'' I suppose so. Maybe it was the photo. ``

'' No, when he looked at me. kickoff on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should have been angry. He melted just a bit. ``

'' Be careful. make love what you want. If he falls for you completely, who knows what that means ? ``

The DSS meeting was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and take heed to your life being laid out. All your dirty laundry. Your failure as a mother to provide. Your nonstarter to mate with a useful man. Your failure to follow basic sexual precautions. Her spokesperson, an lawyer assigned by Carolus pointed out that her Sin were simply the misunderstanding of a seventeen yr old girl, who then did n't have the reinforcement system to serve her. preferably than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to render. Now a fortunate chemical chain of events has put her in position to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what authority there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't notice herself without work and again on the street.

Penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are fix to declare oneself Amy Henderson a five year contract to guarantee persist in employment. Furthermore, on mop up of her college degree there is a standing offer for employment at our corporate office. Even if she were to leave for some reasonableness she would be able to support her son. ``

'' Very generous. If I may get personal. Is there some former placement in this deal ? ``

Amy began to answer and was prepared to show how offended she was when Penny put a paw on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your question. Let me state, on my good name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain terms that she would not sell herself. There is no quid pro quo. C. Charles IX Fenwick makes these offers with no expectation of any favors, intimate or otherwise. Amy Henderson is free to allow her philia to decide what she does with her future. ``

Amy opened her oral cavity and looked at Penny. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS officer retired to another elbow room to discuss the fount. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would urge paying back of Benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more gradation, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very a great deal a short cut. No uncertainty from Charles II'influence.

Over the adjacent few weeks Amy fretted, concerned that something could go unseasonable. But former things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles had n't had any women over. Apparently Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a saphead of herself. Wondering if she had the necessary experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her consistence to get her son back. She was n't reneging on ego promise to regain her self respect. But she 'd been lucky. A twist of portion and in a virtual instant her fortunes had changed. She got up from her bed wearing away just a light surgical gown. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a cryptic breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Yes, descend in. '' Amy opened the room access. Charles was reclining in his bed reading material. He put the book aside. `` What is it ? ``

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The moment of Sojourner Truth, `` will you have me ? '' Charlemagne smiled. Not a smile of triumph, but of happiness.

He pulled the sheet aside still hiding his torso. `` Yes, Amy. If you 'll have me. ``

'' And no other women ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other way into a bid way. plot, a pond table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll let your stream way. And the hunky-dory education. All the opportunity that were taken from you. ``

'' And all I have to do is.. ''

'' love me. I have n't been loved in ten twelvemonth. You 've cracked the shell. give up me. '' Amy slid the straps off of her articulatio humeri. She let the robe slip from her. She stood nude in front of a man for the starting time prison term in class. In many mode the first real man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and bones. She 'd added a few Ezra Pound but needed more than to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the buxom little girl in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any type girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny vernal woman who had endured so a good deal. The one with the deep blue eyes that melted his hard exterior.

Amy walked to the bed. She slid in alongside Charles Stuart. He held her, she moved against him. She tentatively touched his chest of drawers, put her head against his shoulder. She was n't quite for sure what to do next. What did he expect ?

'' You 're the first adult female to part this bed with me. We can just catch some Z's tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Charles VII. ``

'' You can name me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the synagogue, worry lines, that two days needing a knock off look.

'' I like Jacques Charles better, if that 's ok. ''

'' It 's gross. Only my very best friends know enough to call me Prince Charles. ``

'' Am I one of your Best friends ? ``

'' The best. '' Amy kissed him on the mouth. More than a passel, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually sleep together first.

'' Charles ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

'' Thank you. '' She put her leg over his, her arm across his chest, her fountainhead alongside his, resting on his shoulder. They slept.

The future sunup she woke and took a present moment to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles VII. There was still time. She had a few more minutes to recall. He was asking her to share his life. And such a life. And she could throw that all to Benji. Charles River wanted dearest. Now that the threshold had opened it seemed he needed love more than the endless sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was kind to her. But was she and her son a flash refilling for his household ? They could never replace his wife and son. He 'd always look in her eyes and see someone else. It could be worse. And she would be able to make it up to Benji for his low 6 years. She let her hand skid down across his stomach, through the curly hair's-breadth, then she found his penis. The `` huge shaft '' Bailey had bragged about. It was already hard. She felt it 's length. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

'' Oh, Amy. aaaah. Amy ? ``

'' Charles, make love to me please ? ``

'' Are you sure ? Absolutely ? You do n't have to. I 'd have you as a friend.

'' Ssh. I 'd wish your most loving, caring, heedful, slow cause. It 's been for a while. I 'm not on nascence control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken maintenance of in that way. I wo n't have any more child. ``

'' Then please. '' Charles II encouraged Amy to straddle him. He rubbed the foreland against her adding his pre-cum to her wetness then positioned it at her opening.

'' ease your way back. Go slow up. You 'll stretch along. '' Amy sat back. A long slow tranquillity, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charlemagne'member began to slip into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles could feel her, so tight, stretch to accommodate his girth. tinker's dam she was tight. But he allowed her to resolve how lots and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her eye. This was n't like making erotic love to Beth. nix ever would. But the pleasant retention flooded him. Rather than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could love him, he would give her everything. Not her body, which was ticket enough, but her core. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Edward Young son. He would shower experiences and anything Kyd want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't desire to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best friend and support Amy raising him.

'' Ooooo, Charles, I think that 's it. '' He looked down. Not bad, most of the way in.

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels good to you. Just feel at me. '' Amy put her hands on his pectus, rolling her rose hip let Charles VII slither in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked eyes with Charles IX and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt precious. Tears welled in his eyes. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his chest. By the time his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd feel his penis thicken and pounding as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the teardrop from his face. Then joined him in their first passionate kiss. They 'd shared a special moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Prince Charles'room. They spent free prison term redesigning the other two rooms. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family photo and keep it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the judge had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS position promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Prince Charles stayed in the background as centime assured her everything would be alright. The case officer asked them to come into the room. There was a home waiting. A middle older dyad, a young man, two children. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the room. `` Benji ? It 's mama. I 've come back for you. '' The woman bent down.

'' I told you Benji. Your female parent would come back. You can go to her. '' The boy tentatively crossed the room. Amy held out her arms. He looked at her, big eyes questioning.

'' Mama ? Really ? You look different. '' He walked into her embracing. She lifted him and smothered him with motherly kisses.

'' Mr. and Mrs. Sanders, he looks wondrous. Thank you for taking such good care of him. ``

'' No worry. He 's a delicious boy. Bless you both. ``

'' Mama, do we have got a home now ? ``

'' Yes Benji. A big place, your own elbow room. Anything you want. ``

As the folk were filing out Charles IX managed to find himself alongside the electric sander. `` If there 's anything we can do for you. Anything. '' Mr. Sanders looked at him.

'' I know who you are. Just use up attention of them. ``

Mrs drum sander interjected, `` Well maybe one thing. ``

'' Christmas carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. drum sander, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me immeasurable pleasure. It 's a foresighted report, but your kindness has been felt. ``

carol Sanders decided to go ahead. `` My old, Timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only natural child, we 've fostered various others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would help build a resume. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' cent exact down the young man 's info. William Tell him where to cover to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

'' Of course of instruction Charles I. '' She looked at Mrs. Sanders. `` You 've just met the new C. Charles IX Fenwick. Or maybe the old one. '' centime looked over to where Amy was bouncing her son on her hip, Charles ruffling the boy 's haircloth. Smiling.

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .