This is the introduction to a story that I will be writing Sir Thomas More of later. I am posting it ahead of time to see mass 's response and to quiz the arrangement, it is not a net bill of exchange of the complete entry but there is a discussion of warning. This fib will have ABSOLUTELY awful events happen in it, ONLY read the whole fib when it comes out if you are OK with the root word posted and NEVER copy ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fabrication and just a way to express a fetish, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with overzealous dogs, or prison house, do n't do them !

Again this is a rough gulp and honestly this is a porn site, does grammar really matter ? please comment and get in tactile sensation if you have any ideas that will be utilitarian for the story. useless criticism does nothing and ill just disregard that kind of thing. There will be NO SEX in this interlingual rendition of the introduction but expect some frightening things in the first chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, source come and go on this site all the time.

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The name Mick Jagger.

I am not a good man. I lost the right to call my self that ages ago, after I met my knob, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the show and I do the employment, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the knob, a few years of oink workplace here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane word for this part, I guess"managing"will do ... managing one of the English operations there, this all made me very well off. My posture within ... well, lets just phone it,"The Company"does n't even involve much exploit on my part anymore, so its a very slack job. Does n't wound that it pays well and can be very fun, too.

The Bos has got his hands in just about everything, I think he wants to face into some si-fi shit following but, that 's besides the full point of my story. My boss is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring entrepreneurs over the old age has funded some of the biggest corporate major power menage out there, and his loans always comes back with involvement. I am the fountainhead of the loan returns and repossession English of the foreman'work. When a lone comes to my desk for probe its my job to find out the current condition of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the time value of the lone. My"official"title is private investigator, and while technically true, I guess, it does n't do my job justice.

You know that one super massive technical school society, yeah THAT tech company, Boss put up most of the kickoff up on it, off the books of course of action. That loanword never had no problems and is still paying off. Hes got an eye for those things my boss, but not every loan my foreman has given go as cleanly as that one. Most people who take a loanword fucking suck with money and can never payback the money the Boss gave them, but that 's where I come in, to get what is owed to the Boss, with interest.

But lets get to the good part. The job I enjoyed the most was out West. Some brainy guy showed the party boss his"get deep easy"plan and the Boss decided to break him the loan. The amount was Brobdingnagian and the idiot put everything up as collateral, his house, his ship's company, the figure of his plan, his menage, ya recognize standard stuff everyone puts up as collateral.

wellspring the"get rich prosperous"design of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his selective information and I got in tactile sensation with him regarding recovering the Bosses assets. The amount I needed to pull in was n't even that bad after everything was calculated ; just all land owned by him and his immediate family, any car and trade good attached to his sign of the zodiac hold, a daughter and his life sentence. Could make been a lot worsened, all that would pass was his wife and 2 of his small fry would be homeless with cypher but the clothing on their backs, one kid would serve"the company"and he would be dead, nothing big. Well the dumb ass ran.

We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the quantity that they owe. That means the chit of any amplitude hunters and computer specialists we hire to track them down was charged to the Caranx crysos. All of this is with interest I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also sum because I can. I have n't looked at the going rate on bounty hunters lately but the good 1 cost a lot. I almost feel bad for the sept of the hoi polloi who run, but I do n't. That 's the job.

Well this slow ass, I 'm just going to call him Dumbass from now on, was"lovingly"married with three daughters, perfective tense for us, unspeakable for them. Miriam, his wife, was a first-rate hot Milf in her mid 30 's, who only seemed to have that motherly build in her titty and ass, even after giving birth to 3 kids. Men would belt down for a buff with that figure, women would shoot down to have it. She had started dating knucklehead young, like real youth. He was in university almost graduated and she was most definitely was not. An early drop out of high shoal school, she had never worked a job in her life, excepting blockhead to do that part for her. She was kinda stuck up over all but, to her benefit, she loved her crime syndicate and would do anything for her girl, something I used from day one.

The older daughter was named Anabel. Definitely the sexiest of the entire family. Long legs, gorgeous brass, sound B cup tit, with her skinny ass she could induce been working as a model if she was n't so lazy. She realized early in animation that men would do anything for her and so long as she kept her pussycat as an unobtainable prize for them to fight down over, they would maintain trying to woe her in more and more flesh out path. After richly schooltime she stopped doing anything, instead lounging at home base waiting for one day of the month or another to come and take her to the next company or event. Some how after all this, when I got to her she was still a virgin.

The heart girl, Becky, was the antonym of her older sister. Any thing Anabel liked, Becky hated and vice versa. Becky worked very hard at everything she did and the inquiries that we sent out all came back as her being a heterosexual person A student running for scholarly person counsel President of the United States. The only affair that the babe had in common were commanding mental attitude and gravel figures. She did n't have the electric potential to be a model like her babe, a little shorter and with a more full figure but, Becky was no pushing over in the expression section. That niggling excess volume she had on her finger cymbals only made the curves of her organic structure more fun to learn. She had an energy around her that led others to listen to what she said, which led to a small bonus for us.

The final daughter was the youngest. Callie was an adorable student who 's soundbox fell some where between her two babe but was no LE of a apprehension. Her body was soft in all the right field home and tight where it counted. Her pectus was smaller then that of the female parent and Becky but, had already surpassed the firstborn daughter by a cup sizing or two. Of all of them, only she seemed to be actually happy, perfectly felicitous to receive extolment and tending from those around her. She a daughter surrounded by substantial char and a doting founder, her kinsfolk had done a capital job of creating a pure and obedient child who was a pleasure to be with. She is still my favorite now.

The day that I first approached the family was a great day for me, and the end of their well-fixed little abode, but it was n't going to happen all at once, no, I was going to let the debt passel on before I ripped them from their homes. Until the"caring"founding father was caught by our men I would have to detain close to his family, to make sure they did n't run. money box then, I was going to love this experience to the fullest. All expenses paid vacation on shithead'dime, hell yeah !