C. Charles the Bald Fenwick was 42 years old, moneyed beyond his needs, alone in the world. His given public figure is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid gens. He went by Charles IX in the business world. His close comrade called him Lake Chad. They were comrade ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charles the Great had been successful in patronage, he had a knack for it and a private road to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a Pres Young son. Then ten years ago he lost them both in an auto accident. In his grief he shut himself off from the worldly concern, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, inconvenienced. He would win, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his forcible needs. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never pass on himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his heart to the danger. So he had companions. No one he would call a girlfriend. His electric current companion was a 26 year old ravisher. Large firm titty, wide hips, dark hair, coloured eye. She could breastfeed his cock like no early and ride him to exhaustion. She was hot and kinky and there for his indigence. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a lady of pleasure or call girl, just a Young fair sex enjoying some of the finer matter in animation. And C. Charles Fenwick did enjoy the finer things in life. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A suite of elbow room overlooking the park. He employed a chef to prepare meals as needed and a housekeeper to realize indisputable everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his associate Bailey to go far. While enjoying a glass of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way family. He often walked home to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring most people on the street, walking past them in his own world. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his building he passed a untried panhandler. A tousle woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would experience walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. deep drab eyes, somewhere between bright and hopeless. He stopped, took out his pocketbook hoping he might throw a dollar or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he thought process, he could light cigars with a twenty dollar bill and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

Why was he thought process of her now ? Maybe the novelty of the berth. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? soul who lost in this game of life-time ? The doorway bell. That would be Nathan Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a champion. This was promising to be an interesting night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my friend Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' Mind ? Here was another hot Lester Willis Young baby half his age. She had straight blond hair's-breadth, brown eyes, a tight little ass and perky tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' for sure no job. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And appear at this place, and the sight ! ``

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

'' wine noblewoman ? ``

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

They settled on the sofa, one girl on either position of Charlemagne. Pearl Bailey was already running her hand over his breast. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how things would go.

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

'' Sorry bailey, work has been fussy. But I do have meter coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake firm, drop some time on my gravy holder ? ``

'' poise. Yes, just tell me when. ``

Materially driven masses were so easy for Carolus. Dangle a dinner, or a boat, or new earrings and their completely outlook changed. It was the same in business. Now bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her bounteous titty in the new red lace bra.

'' Come 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 show nipple, and then the other.

'' Why do n't we occupy this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a bit of this hot new ass tonight. Oh trusted he 'd have good deal for Bailey too. He was in well shape for his age, but kept a stock of tab to check he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the male monarch size bed down the manse. This was an extra way he used for these type encounters. None of his visitant were allowed into his common soldier bedroom.

Charles I stripped and positioned himself against a spile of pillows. In addition to business acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly telling cock. It was a good 7 inches, a good thickness too. If asked he told woman it was over 8 inch. Who 's measurement, and it usually excited them. His pecker was intemperate and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the Saame affair when Kenzie dropped her knickers and thong. She was obviously a innate blond. Wispy luminousness hairs collected on her pitcher's mound above her cleanly shaved lips. Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a minuscule on the bed.

'' Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your attention. '' Yes it did, and she was just the cocksucker to take care of it.

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute pussy of yours. '' Bailey got to work on his cock, sucking it into her mouthpiece and expertly using her tongue to bug his full length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her kitty to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his lingua. Then licking her slit and suction at her button to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her stringent cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet tanginess. This was good. He liked a cherubic young pussy in his face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that impertinent newness. Bailey was engaged servicing his turncock and in a few minute he 'd fill her with his cum, but a overnice new kitty to taste before filling it with his cock was Charles I'estimate of a good evening. Nathaniel Bailey would be back for gravy holder and jewellery and squeamish dinners, but this might be a unity guessing at her friend. He knew how Edward Young char were. If he spent too much time on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a good berth, she was rocking her hips rubbing her kitty on his face, his thin beard would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her serious on his dick, but Chad was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him charwoman were a sack to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't have the time for romance. Nor the desire. It was a forcible act, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a need. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blonde pussy, now.

'' motility over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles II flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his prick at her pussy and motor it mysterious. She was n't expecting his length AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right depth, then held her slim articulatio coxae and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blonde hair whipping back and Forth River as he drove his pulsing prick into her. Then reaching his vertex he felt his whole body clench, a moment, and release. His hot cum coating her insides. When he 'd discharge himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to languish. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a petty mean. But he did get off on watching two womanhood together and watching Bailey lick his cum from his in vogue conquest, her Friend, that was too expert to authorise up. He 'd have to get his power assistant pick up something courteous for her. Nathan Bailey, looking a piddling dejected rolled her Friend over onto her binding and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure enough if Kenzie was into girl on little girl but she seemed too spent to fence. Instead she said,

'' Lake Chad, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to gain favour, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a well endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just dumped his cum into her. A brace age ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more nipper into this shitty world. And he did n't require anyone trying to bribe or blackjack him. They could have his semen. But no one was getting any sperm. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very goodness doctor a lot of money for habitue testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Nathaniel Bailey 's efforts but at to the lowest degree her pussy was clean. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than most guy cable and prepare for natural process with little more crusade. Pearl Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his hammer. He was going to experience to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to displace on from her. At some decimal point you could n't have them leading you around by your rooster, making you want their pussy. There would be tears, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the need arose, he 'd see a likely young lady and it would set forth over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot booster. He 'd give her a sound piece of ass, assure her, then ingest some heartsease and quiet when they left.

He was soon stiff. Bailey got on top and depend on his hard tool. She could look at about of him, so that was gracious. She told him how hot he was and how his huge hammer filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussy until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie roll in the hay that he was hers. They left after a late 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 well. He liked that blonde pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd go his regular. Would n't that roll in the hay with Pearl Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Tennessee Williams would grumble about cleaning up after one of his love sessions. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining room, bombastic bread and butter elbow room, his private bedroom, the nookie room and a smaller client room. He did n't often have client, but sometimes upwind condition or events in the metropolis booked up the improve hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a in force even. But something nagged at him.

Clarence Shepard Day Jr. went by, his evenings a mix of work and events. As with most loaded men he gave, generously he thought, to brotherly love. It helped to assuage any guilt that could creep in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by nigh people on the street without a thought. Then one evening walk home, on a dissimilar 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 adjunct get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the same bemire clothes. Her tomentum needed a commodity laundry but otherwise there was no distinct odour. 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 bill, 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 soak up 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 Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a snow job ?

'' No, no, no youth lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, establish me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing healthy, if slightly grubby tooth. `` No alcohol ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you continue at a tax shelter ? ``

'' With your kindness, I can. And get a commodity repast too. Bless you. '' Charles nodded, then moved on.

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

'' Mrs. Thomas Lanier Williams, I 'm a single man and I will nurse how and whom I choose. If you do n't handle to work for me, there are other flat to clean in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supplies. Then she slapped a paper on his table.

'' That is the bill for this calendar week. And this will be my FINAL week. Thank you. '' She left.

good riddance he thought. He 'd find person else. Maybe somebody better to seem at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to call bailey. Or, what was her champion 's name ? But he called Pearl Bailey. He was in a temper. Mrs Williams had annoyed him. The aimless female child nagged at him. Then there was the usual business concerns. He needed an electric outlet. Fortunately Nathan Bailey was ready and willing to be that vent. He supposed he 'd have to take her to the lake. Then maybe move on.

Bailey showed up two 60 minutes later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty bum. Ready to be used. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles grabbed a smattering of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her voiceless on the sassing, using his other handwriting to roughly shove her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Department of Energy my inviolable man need his jade tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me in effect with your big cock. ``

'' Shut up beef. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her mound and pushed into her with his finger. Her inadequate annulus prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underclothes. `` In the bedroom. '' He slapped her hard 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 sleeping accommodation he had her slip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Prince Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of elbow room, but he had a feel she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough stuff and the persuasion of a weekend at the lake on his gravy boat, first class food and wine-colored, and his big cock, would help make up for this even. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. WHACK ! 'Oh horseshit'WHACK ! 'oh nooky'Her ass would be red. Charles looked at the manus print on her the right way ass impertinence. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! darn, 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 length but winced each time he slammed into her ass. He fucked her voiceless, and rich, and fast. Then he spit on her bastard. She 'd know what was coming.

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' whang !

He withdrew from her pussy and pushed his prick against her ass, pushing the drumhead right hand in. Then he stopped.

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her face, teasing her, letting her anticipate another thunder. He lightly tapped her cheek, distracting Pearl Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh fuck. '' He was in, but he had a manner to go. She bent her head and waited for Chadic to take her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her sore ass brass. More pain from his hands than from his intrusion. Her ass stretch. Then he was all the way in. A mo, then out, out until only an in 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 slap on her ass as he took her thick. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash drawing cloth. Clean me right because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his cock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each jab. When he at cobbler's last came again he was satisfied. He looked over at Bailey. Whitney Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

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

'' I 'm no-good Bailey. ``

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

'' Maybe a bit too far. Really, make the weekend of the 15th. We 'll relax, have fun. Sunbathe on the boat. I know some secluded spots. ``

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

'' Yes. Get a new swim courtship. And something cute for dinner. secernate them to charge my account. ``

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a bully one to leave. Nathan Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her protagonist and employment. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his liberal metre for putting up with his pugnacity earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was smooth. He had been able to release some of his annoyance with the humankind, taking it out on Pearl Bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whiplash and concatenation.

The next morning it was tank. As he waited for his car he saw the young lady begging for change. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shorts and a light shirt. He 'd given her cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't last-place forever and I try to save some for strong days. I did induce a full repast. I 'm thankful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Jacques Charles thought a moment.

'' Will you come with me ? ``

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

'' Nothing like that. I 'd like to..to helper you. I want to ask a few questions. ``

'' Can I make for my few things ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles had his driver open up the trunk then gave him instructions to hollo his personal assistant at the office with a list of tasks. Ben looked uncertainly at the adult female. He was thinking his chief could probably find soul a trivial cleaner if he needed some action. Charles IX waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the other English. The woman looked at the interior of the luxury sedan, then at Charles.

'' My figure is Carolus. What is your gens ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. Good. Now I want to ask you a few interrogative sentence. '' She stared at him with her deep gentle eyes. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you tope excessively ? ``

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

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to touch her to secure her, but decided he should abide on his slope for now. Through sobs she tried to explicate. Thrown out of her house. opprobrious father. teenager pregnancy. kid 's father left. Could n't finish college. Could n't find a job. No rest home, no citation, no job, no hope.

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

'' Easy for you sir. When you have decent things, you keep courteous things. When you have cipher. And I 've tried saving every dollar I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

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

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

The driver lowered the detachment gore. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be ready. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my government agency, I 'd wish you to go with my supporter genus Penelope. You may call her cent. She will see that you have a hot shower, new clothes and a honest meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of soul, can we leave it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met cent who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't know what. Penny was nothing if not super efficient. Charles IX never thought about bedding her, though his line associate often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking adult female. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely master. To the power point where she was one of the few people who could call 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 ? ``

'' Nathaniel Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is aught like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. talking to her, as a charwoman. She 's still conservative with me. Oh and do you have a Dr. she could see ? Who knows how prospicient she 's been on the street or in shelters. And find out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

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

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern office. No old wood paneling and darkness heavy chairs. Charles'office had large windowpane ; it was light, airy, ice and metal. Charles showed the cleaning woman to chairs across from his desk.

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

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

'' Because of fate I suppose. You were in the decent place and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh sure I donate to versatile causes, but no not individually. ``

Penny spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school day diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no flow regular origin of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no evident medical issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourish, but now clean and respectable. What side by side boss ? ``

'' I have an idea. Amy, can I trust you ? ``

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

'' Understandable. But if you were well fed and had a safe space to kip ? ``

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

'' Ok, a proposal. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your capitulum may get a line things. '' cent rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a successor. Could you study care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a spare room where you can endure. I pay well. '' cent looked on surprised.

'' Charles River, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other part ? ``

'' Some evenings, I may toy with friends. fair sex. We will do as men and fair sex do. You may hear us from your room. You are barren to go out those dark if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the next day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Hank Williams. ``

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

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

'' I, I do n't roll in the hay what to say ? And I have no obligations, you know ... ''

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

'' I suppose my result is yes. ``

'' Perfect. penny, you have the rest of the afternoon off to occupy Amy shopping for dress and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd keep company us back to my flat after oeuvre so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, shot I do n't need the apparel, but there 's a minuscule bag with personal token. Can I get them ? ``

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

C. Prince Charles Fenwick sat back in his chairman, his hands behind his head. Just what was he doing ? A tear caught the side of his nozzle, ran down to his lip. Was he getting flabby ? No. It was something more than that. But what ?

Jacques Charles, Penny and Amy rode back to his apartment after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This time she was clean-living, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And concern. She was taking a luck. She 'd be living in an apartment with a I man. A very powerful, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and clapperclaw her, who would believe the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charlemagne. But it was clip to make a chance. If uncollectible came to worst she 'd let him bear his way and move on. example learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment edifice. Amy took Federal Reserve note that he used a key and pressed the P base at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a small lobby with only one door usable to them. Charles opened the doorway and allowed Amy and Penny to embark. Amy looked around at luxury she could only imagine. To ring it an apartment was the understatement of the year. High ceilings, wide open windows looking out over Central car park, all fire up coloring, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my menage Amy. I hope you will be well-situated here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the inhabit area, comfortable piece of furniture, a huge TV on the paries, a bar, and room to entertain. The shiny modern font kitchen, with all the appliances Charles the Bald'chef needed to prepare meal when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a extra juncture. Otherwise feel free to make yourself anything. You will not be required to fix for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be work enough. '' They walked past the dining way, antechamber bathroom, then stopped at a boastfully sleeping room. A king size bed and single bureau were the only furniture. `` This is, well to be hot dog, where I entertain adult female ally. They rarely stay over, so you can hold this room in the morning to see if the rag need cleaning and anything need to be put away. They would go in that dressing table. ``

'' The whips and irons '', cent added. Amy 's middle opened full. A hand came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, paddles, strap-ons, all fashion of sex toys. Some daughter like to be spanked, so you may get word cries. No one is actually injured. But you may find some items that need to go back in the chest of drawers. Will that be a problem ? ``

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

'' Good. Speaking of which, the closed room at the end is my personal bedroom. It 's to stay put that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and delight, not sir. It makes you sound like an old side butler. Charlemagne will do. ``

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the living room. '' On the far English of the living room was one more room. It was n't as large as the other way, but it was spacious enough and had the same spectacular perspective as the living room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or arrange things to please yourself. I will never record without your permission. You have a private bathroom through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

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

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at home. Tomorrow you can set forth by giving the place a visible radiation going over. Familiarize yourself with everything. You may turn whatever hours you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the position is spotless, it 's no subject to me how farseeing 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 away it from my earnings to retort, but ... ''

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

'' Well, I would care to get a laptop or computer of some kind. I would drop my unblock time taking college trend. I still have some dreams and things I must do. ``

'' Of trend ! Penny, distinction that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to figure out at ? '' Charles I almost seemed to smile. His own percept and any confirmation that they were correct please him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a person bettering themselves. The wireless fidelity here is excellent. But do n't spend all day every day inside. Now you can walk the metropolis with authority. Shop, visit museums, take in the internet site. I 'll dedicate you a key. seed and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her biography had changed. But would Charles II empathise her biggest dream ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a toast to his fresh employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could have never tasted before. `` drink up Amy. A petty wine in moderation is no job. As long as you 're not emptying my bottles during the day. ``

Amy smiled. `` No I do n't drink much. It was a waste of money. And my sire drank a lot. '' Her smile vanished.

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

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

'' early than that a cute offspring lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. sure as shooting today she 's still that bedraggled woman you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got potential difference. Do n't get estimation. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll work hard. I think she wants to delight you and if one of her firstly thoughts is didactics that 's a good sign. Let her breathe Charlemagne. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permission, I would like to mentor her. sports meeting with her every two week or so, help her make goodness decision. ``

'' Good idea Penny. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a lean of items here. Please contact Epistle of James tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James Fischer was Charles'attorney. He also did any digging Charles needed. Whether filth on competitors or selective information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' penny left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same rest home. He went down to his rooms to lavish and then slumber. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pj's, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her best night 's sopor in ages.

The work was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen appliances that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole home in a couple of minute. Two days after she moved in a tech individual from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop. They 'd also station over a desk and a printer. She spent the good afternoon getting reacquainted with the domain. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from toss out paper. Penny called to set-up a meeting and to propose what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than felicitous to have a successful cleaning woman to guide her. She 'd seek her advice on where best to lease online courses.

Jacques Charles was in his office when James arrived with some information. He scanned the documents. Amy Henderson, honors student, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one kid, removed by DSS, then nada. He looked up at James,

'' Anything else ? ``

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

'' Good. ``

James left and Charles was satisfied for the consequence. Now he needed early satisfaction. He called bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner 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, companionship. ``

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Jacques Charles opened the room access to Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and jean. It seemed Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles was looking for a more unbend evening. She looked over his shoulder and saw the untried woman, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could take 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 Bailey, Amy works for me, but aught like that. hold on being so needy. ``

Amy had her room access closed, but she could n't help but hear them. Apparently bailey could n't hold back to get down the foyer to show her loyalty to Charles. Certain things came through the door.

'' Then let me suckle your big tool Tchad. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Prince Charles knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to hear. To love that she was Charles Stuart'young lady. To set limits.

'' collapse me your cum Chad, down my pharynx. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her privy to deepen. When she 'd removed her wearing apparel 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 tits Charles'missy was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple year of modified dieting had her back to her original size. She looked at them, smallish, retrousse, sullen nipples. She was still mostly skin and bones, but she 'd be able-bodied to sate out a little with a good diet. There was so much food for her to select from. And wax healthy dinners cooked by an expert. From the former room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedchamber, laid across her bed, naked. She could hear the sounds of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh fuck, yes. have me that dick, so big, fuck me toilsome. ``

And groan, and oink and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her leg. She had n't had sentence, or desire to think about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent Sir Thomas More time avoiding advances. Now she could hear Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles and his girl Bailey fucking in the aliveness elbow room. Bailey making sure she let Amy hump she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Carolus was hers and Amy serious get no thought. Amy placed her bridge player on her mound, found her clit, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hips raising to meet her hired hand. She circled her button, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go moans of her own.

Chad did give bailey what was hers, his 7 in, and cypher more. He grunted as he plowed her pussy. Let her groan 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 Lake Chad slammed into her. The beef was getting off listening to them. `` piece of tail me Tchad. HARD. piece of tail me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her hand 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 firstly clock time in years, ohh so good. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles I was finally there. He released his cum into Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' Nathan Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their mix fluids trickle on the floor. Let the little squawk have something to houseclean. In the bedroom, Nathan Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made indisputable the bed sheets would ask a in effect cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Charles Stuart left for employment. She thought it might be awkward to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the trading floor of what she supposed was his ejaculate. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple times. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her pegleg this dayspring. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely hear her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the drawer. There were all personal manner of sex toys, some of which she could only reckon their uses. However, one object she knew how to use. A large black dildo, pliant, wooden-headed and long. Amy thought for only a present moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery cock over her pussy. She was soon wet and able to insert the tip. Oh shit, it had been so long. Back in high school schoolhouse she had fucked a few guys, some were good, some not so good. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Carolus''huge cock'. The persuasion of a real number cock so big, throbbing between her ramification caused Amy to go more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a soundly profoundness and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her finger's breadth. She was soon moaning in pleasure and happy she had the house to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in advance and vigorously rub her clit setting off a powerful climax that sent a jolt to her pussy. Amy came down and loosen a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the fourth dimension Jacques Charles came home the flat looked near as new.

Charles the Great looked around. Satisfied, he paused a bit, then, `` apology for in conclusion night. Bailey seemed to finger the want to foretell herself. We 'll try to keep our bodily process down the dorm. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your menage, you may entertain however you want. No offense taken. ``

He gave a tight lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her chief at his picayune joke.

Amy soon took time in the good afternoon to meet with Penny at a coffee shop down near the office. Penny turned over an envelope and another larger folder.

'' Your initiative pay butt. In the leaflet you will find data on your new banking company write up, a debit card and some forms to sign. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to open the account. Your future payment will be engineer deposited every other week. ``

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

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles is absurdly affluent, has no folk and pays well for work well done. I make far more than a personal help 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 internet ? ``

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

'' You 're no sucker. Of course you researched. I 'd wait cipher less. Come back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign some banking concern text file and make for sure you can use the bank building app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll take attention of that. Charles may need to contact you when he 's not home to pick up something for him at a storehouse. Or some early errand. I 'm forever getting yell. ``

'' Oh, you may ask to show me how the newer phone oeuvre. ``

'' for certain, we 'll add that to our affair to do. Also, have you given more thought to school ? You can afford to signup now. ``

They went back to the role and worked on several matter. Amy was felicitous to be getting her life in guild. She 'd be able to save money too.

The succeeding weekend was the fifteenth. Nathaniel Bailey showed up with her bags, far Thomas More than she 'd need for three nights, given that she 'd be naked half the clip. On his sauceboat at the lake house Charles allowed sun washup, even nude in reclusive spots, during the twenty-four hours, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not return to the house until tardily evening. There was room for people to take a nap, or other activities, then change for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's girl made Bailey glow. Watching the thin young woman prancing around his flat in t-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her happy. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tenseness in the room with Nathaniel Bailey was obvious. The girl hated her. Was jealous of her. Though Amy was a few geezerhood younger, Pearl Mae Bailey seemed much more immature. Having thing handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed things every day. Amy tried putting it out of her intellect. She basically had a justify weekend. A spectacular NY penthouse flat to herself and money in the savings bank. Instead she was soon back on the internet. Searching.

Charles VII did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did love a little leisure time time. Bailey was a fine companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't beware being nude statue in front of multitude. So day she could be found at the bow of the sauceboat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of other guests. Charles usually invited a duo of commercial enterprise associates most of them a bit sometime who managed to show up with somebody decidedly younger who was NOT their married woman. His merely rule was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of dirt. If someone got caught by his wife with a 20 something amber digger, well that was n't his problem. At the moment the three young dame were splashing in the pee, their tight untried torso on video display. The men enjoyed the purview, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky slight black garb that would be so easy to slip off later. There was plenty of her bountiful pinhead on video display. She had competition as everyone seemed to enjoy a well endowed fellow traveler. bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a pleasant-tasting meal, his assistant serving to the guests with the set aside wine from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the maven the boat returned to dock. To call this a lake house was absurd. While it kept the Grant Wood and rustic trick, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the Night before the guests began making their way to their own suites. When Charles the Great and Bailey got to their elbow room she made to slide her clothes off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck opening, then on the exposed swell of her breasts, his workforce clutching at her ass through the dress. Sliding his men down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny thong and waited for her to ill-treat out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the sharpness. Charles unfastened his pants and freed his throbbing rooster. With his pants pooled around his feet he leaned into Pearl Bailey and impaled her with his house motherfucker. While feeding it into her over and over his deal roamed the silky textile of her clothes, feeling her young torso rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her great teat and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his putz deep. Nathan Bailey reacted, humping her pelvic girdle up to boost him, to let him to reach her mysterious parts.

'' Oh fuck Republic of Chad. Fuck me, occupy my cunt. I 'm your fucking whore. screw me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your gripe whore. I live for your cock. I need your cum. fill my cunt. ``

fill her he did. He 'd built up a goodness bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this dress all dark. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a magnanimous lading in the far reaches of her vagina. Her snatch as she was calling it. Dirty talk was good. She WAS a undecomposed shag. And tonight a treat for her. She could kip with him. He expected she 'd suck up his hard putz in the morning. It was worth it. Now he let her hit the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy trunk up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be home Tues Amy spent all day Mon going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to notice the closed door at the end of the student residence. Surely that room needed cleanup too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door knob. It opened. OK, she 'd deal a tone. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was nothing obvious. A world-beater size of it bed. Standard furniture. Maybe even a trivial passee compared to the rest of the apartment. peculiar about the sparseness of the elbow room Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not undefendable anything and even now felt she was betraying a cartel. Then she noticed the only item in the room. A picture on the nightstand. curio got the expert of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the frame. The glass shattered send shards across the wood floor.

'' oh fuck oh shag oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the chassis. It was a photo of a vernal woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became giddy. The new woman had the rich blue oculus. The face was different, but it was like staring into her own middle in a mirror. She managed to position the chassis back on the nightstand. Then spent the future hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single pinch of glass. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? Kick her back out onto the street ? She did n't recognize what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. centime suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that people follow instructions. rightfulness or wrong he feels that he knows what 's comfortably for him and his line of work. Someone going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be primer coat for judgment of dismissal. It 's that severe. You 've betrayed his cartel. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles. ``

Amy sobbed. Her middle were already red from doing the same at the apartment.

'' Do n't think tears and pity will move him. He 's got no prison term for people playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. let in your wrong doing, and office yourself at his mercifulness. But first base, let me severalise you a few things. ``

centime explained about Charles'earlier life. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the exposure. Jacques Charles was a unlike man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted founding father and married man. He always made time for his family. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their abode 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 line of work. He had no clock time for anyone else. It 's been ten years. `` I started with the company seven geezerhood ago. What you see now is ten years of chipping at the hard shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photo around the other way. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

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

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

'' stoppage. '' Charles was visibly tempestuous. He paced. He clenched his fists.

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

'' Pearl Mae Bailey shut the fuck up. Why do n't you just get the nooky out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The poor fish HOUSEKEEPER ca n't stick to linguistic rule. ``

'' GET THE FUCK OUT. And do n't foretell me. '' Now Bailey started crying. She picked up her old bag and left. Slamming the threshold behind her.

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

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

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

'' look me in the center. '' She did. With every effort 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 nous up and down. `` You have her heart. I 've never seen those eyes before or since. When you look at me it 's like she 's here again for a bit. I 'll get a new figure. You may add cleaning my bedroom to your job. He held her head between his mitt. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

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

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

'' James has been doing enquiry. I suppose it was the Lapplander you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, Sir Thomas More assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a foster abode on Long Island. I 've had my people contact societal services. It could get hold of time. They need to contain your situation, but I can bring in certain pressure to the character. ``

Amy sat back. Fresh tears welled in her eye. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

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

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

My masses have done some research. He seems to be with a competent family. Well treated. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. Penny and I can vouch for your change in position. We have Doctor of the Church reputation to express you 're not an addict. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

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

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

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

'' I was. For a bit. But you meant no damage. But really, you do need to determine the difference of opinion between suggestions and orders. I 'll suffer Penny discuss this with you. ``

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

'' Yes, the seat looks immaculate. You are very expert at your job. ``

Amy had her unconstipated Wed good afternoon coming together with centime. She enjoyed dressing in a business appropriate outfit and coming together at the part. They worked on cleaning up any jam in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. 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 perfect instance of a salutary individual who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

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

'' Will Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be full to have a charwoman, me, accompany you. We want to debar even the appearance that you 're a stay fresh cleaning lady, to use an old expression. ``

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

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

'' He was very understanding. Kind even. So strange that a opportunity coincidence should make such a difference. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And cleaning lady to womanhood, maybe a little more. And I 've seen exposure of his wife. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his closelipped companion see them to understand him. You do n't really look like her, but he sees something. ``

'' It 's the eye. When I looked at the pic I was shocked. Like looking into a mirror. '' cent looked at Amy.

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

'' No, when he looked at me. First on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should get been raging. He melted just a bit. ``

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

The DSS group meeting was arduous. Although she was well dressed and fresh, to sit there and mind to your life being laid out. All your dirty washables. Your failure as a mother to provide. Your loser to mate with a useful man. Your failure to follow canonic intimate forethought. Her representative, an attorney assigned by Charles pointed out that her Sin were simply the mistakes of a xvii class old young lady, who then did n't let the sustenance system to help oneself her. Rather than abandoning her tyke she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of events has put her in spot to be the loving mother she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what self-confidence there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't get hold herself without work and again on the street.

Penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are set up to bid Amy Henderson a five year declaration to guarantee continued employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offer for employment at our corporate office. Even if she were to will for some reason she would be able to support her son. ``

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

Amy began to suffice and was prepared to show how go against she was when Penny put a hand on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your inquiry. Let me DoS, 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 deal herself. There is no quid pro quo. C. Jacques Charles Fenwick makes these offering with no expectation of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is free to countenance her heart to make up one's mind what she does with her future. ``

Amy opened her mouth and looked at cent. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS officers retired to another room to discuss the case. When they returned they informed Amy that they were gratify and would recommend return of Benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more stride, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very a lot a little cut. No doubtfulness from Charles the Bald'influence.

Over the future few week Amy fretted, concerned that something could go damage. But early 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 dead body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promise to regain her self respect. But she 'd been lucky. A twist of luck and in a virtual instant her luck had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a light gown. Hesitantly she walked down the lobby, paused and with a deep breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Yes, come in. '' Amy opened the door. Jacques Charles was reclining in his bed reading material. He put the book of account aside. `` What is it ? ``

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The minute of accuracy, `` will you have me ? '' Charles smiled. Not a smile of triumph, but of happiness.

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

'' And no other charwoman ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other room into a play room. Games, a kitty table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll have got your current way. And the finest Department of Education. All the opportunities that were taken from you. ``

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

'' enjoy me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the shell. Release me. '' Amy slid the straps off of her articulatio humeri. She let the nightdress slip from her. She stood nude statue in front of a man for the start sentence in years. In many ways the first off genuine man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and osseous tissue. She 'd added a few Lebanese pound but needed to a greater extent to fit her frame. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous little girl in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any case daughter her require. But he wanted to be with the skinny vernal cleaning woman who had endured so much. The one with the recondite gamey eyes that melted his concentrated exterior.

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

'' You 're the first woman to plowshare this bed with me. We can just sleep tonight if that works for you. ``

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

'' You can call me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the synagogue, worry lines, that two twenty-four hour period needing a shave look.

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

'' It 's perfect tense. Only my very best ally know enough to ring me Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles. ``

'' Am I one of your best supporter ? ``

'' The well. '' Amy kissed him on the mouthpiece. Thomas More than a mickle, 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 thorax, her head alongside his, resting on his shoulder. They slept.

The next morning she woke and took a mo to think of. She had slept, just slept, with Charles Stuart. There was still time. She had a few more minutes to think. He was asking her to share his life. And such a life. And she could founder that all to Benji. Charlemagne wanted love. Now that the doorway 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 trashy replacing for his family ? They could never exchange his wife and son. He 'd always look in her optic and see individual else. It could be worse. And she would be able to make it up to Benji for his initiatory 6 year. She let her deal skid down across his stomach, through the curly tomentum, then she found his penis. The `` huge hammer '' bailey had bragged about. It was already hard. She felt it 's distance. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

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

'' Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles, make love life to me please ? ``

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

'' Ssh. I 'd care your most loving, caring, careful, slow up try. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on birth control condition. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't bear any more tike. ``

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

'' Ease your way back. Go retard. You 'll stretch. '' Amy sat back. A long slow up quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charlemagne'penis began to slip one's mind into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles could feel her, so mean, stretch to suit his cinch. Damn she was tight. But he allowed her to decide how often and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her oculus. This was n't like making love to Beth. nil ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. sort of than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this charwoman was giving him. If Amy could make love him, he would establish her everything. Not her body, which was mulct enough, but her meat. And coincidentally she was bringing along a young son. He would lavish experiences and anything kids want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his serious friend and supporting Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feel good to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her hands on his chest, rolling her hips let Charles slide in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked centre with Charles Stuart and slowly rode him. She felt so total. She felt wanted. Tears welled in his eye. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his chest. By the time his musket ball tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd felt his penis thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the rent from his cheek. Then joined him in their for the first time passionate kiss. They 'd shared a special minute. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles IX'room. They spent innocent sentence redesigning the other two rooms. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family photo and maintain it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the evaluator had decided in her party favour they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS offices promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles Stuart stayed in the background as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The case officer asked them to total into the elbow room. There was a kinsfolk waiting. A midway aged couple, a young man, two children. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the room. `` Benji ? It 's mamma. 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 arm. He looked at her, big eye questioning.

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

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

'' No worries. He 's a delightful boy. Bless you both. ``

'' mammy, do we deliver a home now ? ``

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

As the families were filing out Charles I managed to retrieve himself alongside the smoother. `` If there 's anything we can do for you. Anything. '' Mr. drum sander looked at him.

'' I know who you are. Just get care of them. ``

Mrs Sanders interjected, `` Well maybe one thing. ``

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. Sanders, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me immeasurable pleasance. It 's a long floor, but your kindness has been felt. ``

carol Sanders decided to go ahead. `` My previous, timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only innate child, we 've fostered several others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economic system and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would help progress a resume. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' Penny take down the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man 's info. William Tell him where to report to HR on Mon. We have a new employee. ``

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

C. Charlemagne Fenwick was really smiling .