Chapter Four : In between times

Monday

The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash out over her and for a irregular she was not sure why ; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every particular of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alarm system, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what prison term to set it for ?

Her thoughts were all jumbled as she got up, trying to figure out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in automatic mode, she went to the kitchen to start the coffee berry then went into the bathroom to pack a long shower. She used this time to opine, first of all she just wanted to name this all go away, wanted it to be a bad aspiration. That was not possible it was real, there were aches and pain in the ass all over her body that told her in fact it was very literal. The hot water flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the cops of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to ingest left a cluster of fingerprint. She thought about his threat to watch her every move. She contemplated calling out from study but in the two geezerhood she had been there she had never called out, and she was not sure she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore division of her body and provide a much needed consolation for her thinker. She finished and dried off and put on some promiscuous easy house clothes, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee and toast. Setting it down on the table she went looking for her laptop computer, mike had kept it from her this weekend but when she went in her way, there it was on her dresser. She brought it back to the board with her and set it down.

As she went to sit down her eye noticed something in the windowpane sill that made her await up, then her completely body went stiff, it was a blue-blooded carnation in a vase on the windowsill with a bill attached. It seemed as if he was here in the room and not just a symbol of him. She felt off balance yet again, frightened. After a pickings sometime she shook her promontory, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just neglect the bill, not read it. Ah but what would that achieve ?

Sally sat down in her chairman and just looked at the note, a piece of her knew she was going to understand it but her fighter side wanted her to just tear apart it all. She opened the calculator and looked for the good police station as well as the nearest to her work, she would not give him the satisfaction of reading his poor fish Federal Reserve note ! She found the info and typed it into her phone. The whole time she had been sipping her deep brown, and struggling to not look at the banker's bill as if making eye link with the flower was giving in to the man himself. In time, she gave up, she was curious after all ! She picked it up and took a deep breath, turning the note over and reading what was written in a print that was very a lot like him ; very pointed and straight. Every"I"dotted and every"T"crossed precisely and perfectly. It simply said :

quip, my dear. Do not go to the copper, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would pee-pee our adjacent confrontation that much more strenuous
than I intend it to be. You are just as lovely as I imagined and it has been a
pleasure to get to know you. retrieve I will be back, and whenever you see
a single blue carnation you will have a go at it that I have been where you are and I am thinking
about you. I will be back for you.

Sincerely Yours.

Sally sat and stared at the note shaking. side by side encounter ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the fuzz ? She should, of course. Pretending in a way that today was a pattern day with just a humble errand to run She got set for employment, walked to the bus stop, got on the bus, and got to work. She shoved the weekend out of her psyche, but still had a knockout time focusing on the task in front of her if anyone had asked her how long it took or what she was wearing, she would not induce been able to enjoin them or persuade on her end of any conversation beyond one word answers. destiny for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If sally had known he was watching her through field glasses the whole morning she would possess been even more unnerved. He had a view of her bedchamber and the animation room, the kitchen was out of his line of sight however, so it was a good thing she spent a minimal amount of time in it. He had watched her wake up and register the want of chasteness, had seen her face when she had seen the gillyflower he had left for her. He had watched as curiosity and repulsion fought with each other over what to do with the bloom. The looks, the betoken ignoring of the object by being busy on her computer, the coup d'oeil of interest, until finally the desire to know outweighed the hideous author and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to scan it. It was a gauge for him to see if she was more submissive or More stubborn. A stubborn women would let just tossed it, in that case he would either induce to tread up training or abandon it all together, but no she had chosen to read his words, to see what he had to say and while she may detest him, be scared of him, she was teachable.

He followed in his car behind her checking each period along the way to be sure she did not get off and go to the cops before work. He was pretty certain once at employment she would stay till closing, but he wanted to be surely she would await cashbox evening. He watched her enter the building from a close by parking position and then drove off to his home to get to his business.

She was almost to work when she stopped took some bass breaths and tried to coach herself on acting normal. There was no one at employment she was nigh enough with to share this with. There was no one she was close to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her front door if this stranger can still get in what difference of opinion does her locking it build. She shook her headspring steadied herself and proceeded the unretentive length to work. Determined to be normal she looked at the receptionist.

"Hi,"and stopped mid-sentence, there it was ; on Laura's reception desk mocking her, a down carnation in a vase
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"Sally ?"

"Umm Yeah sorry, Hi Laura, hey where did the flower come from ?"

"I don't know, it just showed up with instructions that it was to go on the receptionist's desk for someone special. Weird Huh ?"

"Yeah, weird."

"Sally you okay ? You look like you had a rough weekend."

"Oh I am fine, just did too much and did not get sufficiency sopor. I will be better tomorrow I promise."Sally smiled and walked off to her cubicle, not sure but felt like she must be 3 dark glasses paler than pattern. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the days tasks. She had a desk job working for the commonwealth which was neither glamorous nor horrible. It was a job, steady, with benefits and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty a great deal go away alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one division and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfective tense for her.

Once at her desk her cerebration flittered back to the flower, she absently turned her computer on checked her e-mail, but she could not stop mentation : He knew where she worked and where she lived. He had said he would be watching her. Didn't he have a job ? Why was he bothering her ? The phone on her desk rang breaking her out of her blue funk and forcing her to put on a cheerful case and see what the person on the former end wanted. The morning was spent on the various task and the required small talk around the office, a card was signed for a sick co-worker she barely knew, piteous affair had genus Cancer. All the while her mind flittered back to what action if any she was going to aim. She wondered why she was contemplating not taking any, she did not like him but going to the fuzz seemed so vexatious. Then to have to put words to everything that happened was not the most likeable thought at the moment.

She had lunch delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her Christian Bible, but she had other things on her mind. Working it out she thought what would she state a friend if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would insist they got to the copper and would ride them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the bull after work, she could not inhabit like this. She checked her phone to assure herself that she had the entropy and decided she would go to the one closest to her theatre. She told the narration in her head, and even wrote down a few key dot she wanted to be sure to cover. She hated the thought of having to explain what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While sortie worked Mike arranged his day and week, first he called the cleaners and arranged to meet them at quip's apartment at 1pm to clean the apartment he explained he wanted it detailed, curtain, put, smasher everything and in two minute. They were sending 4 mass maybe more he was paying well.

His second order of business was to get information for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure New World chat, and typed :

"Do you have the selective information requested ?"

He waited a bit, he knew the receptionist saw it right away and would then contact the individual he needed to confabulate with and that usually took a few minutes soon the answer came back.

"Yes, This is a job for a man named Cyrus, you may remember him you brought his first wife here for education."

"Vaguly, Persian right field ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to institute his second married woman with the reason that this is a bodyguard item as well as bringing us the girl."

"Why is the escort important ? I need to roll in the hay what I am getting into. You know that means arming the pilots and crew right ?"

"Yes, something they pay well for. Why the bodyguard status is this : Cyrus had a daughter who was married off and within a twelvemonth his daughter died at the hands of her husband. Cyrus found out that the same man was arranging a marriage ceremony within six months of his daughter dying. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving time period and that the man was unfit to be a husband. Cyrus found the family of the girl and offered a practiced arrangement. He wanted to observe her out of the hands of his sometime son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her kin, and him so she is being sent out of the res publica. She is xv and is coming to be educated not trained so much."

"So is she co-op or will she try to convert me to let her escape ?"

"Yes she is cooperative, she knows she is coming to determine how to run a house and entertain Guest from different regions as an carry out hostess as well as read and write Farsi and side, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will have to experience somebody hunt her fountainhead. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his starting time wife who was not so agreeable at the time that is why you were requested."

microphone was not a fan of the niqab. They could blot out anything under it. He had been in Arabian land enough to have it away the difference between the niqab and the burqa although few American language did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot light and told him to get a female crew member that could mouth Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as fare job. It was the pilot job to get the crew and inform them. It was a rolling gang, but a flight like this needed four pilots and 8 crew members. 2 pilot burner and 4 work party members would be come alive and working while the others rested at all times usually the switch were 8-10 hours depending on the flight metre. No one flew wear upon, trite meant mistakes. former than having two female crew member who could verbalize Farsi, the work party would be picked from 20 people who worked with mike. If a crew had flown on the last pick-up they did not fly on this one. They were paid a wage then special every time they flew, to a greater extent if it was a bodyguard site as this was.

If the flight of steps was leaving from San Francisco the institute would have taken forethought of all the arrangements, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his duty, paid for by the institute. Usually this crew worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to other conveyance experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the same crew members rotated in and out and knowing who would be on gameboard.

"Okay I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 make sure the papers are in order at the airport, we will stay the required 24 hours for rest period and tell Cyrus I will pick up his wife Th 10am topical anesthetic time. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday topical anesthetic metre and we will bring a cab in unless you want someone to pluck her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"okey then. See you in four Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. I assume my pay will be in the banking concern in 24 hours."

"Of course, mike we appreciate you consulting with us."

His consulting house was on the up and up taxes wise. He was not sure what the law would say about his"Transport"occupation. He ensured the safety and delivery of womanhood from their protector to The Institute. These fair sex were all signed over to the institute by their fellowship and/or married man for specific educational purposes. Some of those were to con how to serve sexually and some were instruct how to run a prominent household well so as to boost their married couple prospects. It was an etiquette school on sex hormone. These missy every movement was orchestrated usually. Some husbands wanted addict and sluts and sent their mo or tierce wife here to become the household party party favor. In addition there was an actual very undecomposed buck private education factor which again was prescribed and approved by the female's guardians.

The school for boy was across the city and he had done some guarding of boy being sent by their dominate partner to learn how to serve them near. Usually his services were required because the Master did not trust his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew home unaccompanied. The families were of all races, but it did bring him to the Middle E and Asian country often.

Mike was worried about his progress with wisecrack. What if she suddenly got the nerve to go to the cops and he was halfway around the public. suspire it was a risk he would have to take sort of. He called a flower shop and arranged for one spicy carnation to be delivered to her every day at different times through Saturday at different places, her doorstop with no preeminence no vase, outside the police station on the priming, even left at her bus diaphragm, random places to constitute it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was time he left to meet the cleaners at sallying forth's apartment, just in subject she was successful in going to the copper he need it all cleaned he made sure the sheets were changed out with I he had bought on the way and took all the bedding on the bed to a cleaners close by where she could foot them up. When he came back to supervise the dry cleaner and to add cameras to the home. His vantage point was good at his little flat, but had blind patch and he wanted to be able-bodied to control in on her while he was gone.

After that he made arrangement and waited for crack to get off so he could follow and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the cops and when the work day was done, there was no more sign of blue flower so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the station that was closest to a bus stop and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the decline selection she got off and proceeded to take the air the poor distance. She had convinced herself that he would have no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no reason. Once in the station the bull could take care of this right ? There were fingerprint. There was evidence, this would mold out.

She rounded the corner to the main entree and started up the front stair, when she saw it. A single blue Dianthus caryophyllus with a annotation taped to it. She stopped idle in her tracks, No ! There was no way ! With shaky steps she approached the carnation laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the distinction. In the same handwriting it simply said :

Are you making a good decision, pet ?

Sally walked quickly back down the step with the gillyflower and note in hand. She was on the verge of snag, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her head was screaming. She leaned against the building and told herself to just breathe, she threw the carnation down on the ground. When she got herself under mastery she started to call back, he could birth left that this morning, he knew where she lived, where the closest police place was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the constabulary could help right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

Well there was only one way to find out so Sally got her nerve up again and walked into the law post and asked to speak with somebody, preferably a female cop. They asked her to fill out forms, but she insisted on speaking to a lady cop first. The first cop seemed bothered but went to see who was usable. The door opened and Sally glanced back taking in the bike messenger waking in. Her heart and soul skipped a measure and her breath seemed to leave her when she saw, he was carrying a puritanical Dianthus caryophyllus. The messenger rang the bell and waited with his paperwork setting the efflorescence on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to rest. He Knew ! Sally mustered her courage.

"That is a pretty flower."She pulled it closer to her and smelled it looking at the card while she did so."The wheel messenger was uninterested, but Sally saw what she needed to. The handwriting. It was him.

"Can you sign please, I am in a hurry"

"Who is this to ?"

"The station"

"huh, that's nice"The cop said to no one in particular proposition, and looked up as the door chimed and saw Sally walking out as fast as she could out the door. He shrugged and went back to doing whatever it was he had been doing.

Sally knew she was in bother. He was watching her. He KNEW. He had warned her. What was she going to do ? Sally made her way home not really registering the walkway back to the bus plosive or the ride back to her flat. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her berth logically and wondered what in realness she could do. If he was watching her, and he seemed to be, then moving was out of the question, he would just follow her. Entering her flat things seemed different. She looked around and there was a drab carnation in the bread and butter room with a note.

Sally, I took the autonomy of having the place cleaned professionally. You may piece up your old blankets and shroud at the cleaner indicated on the reception tomorrow, in the meantime I have provided new ones for tonight. please do behave yourself between now and then.

wisecrack was too tired mentally from the whole ordeal to even be mad, she made dinner and went to bed early and done in by all that had transpired.

Mike had in fact been watching the whole time. He saw wisecrack cash in one's chips the police place the first time then put down it again. The bike messenger had been sitting by his car waiting instructions and when she went in the endorse metre. microphone gave the wheel courier the billet and flower and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the female child with the identity card facing her. He had wanted there to be no uncertainty in her creative thinker who the flower was from. He was disappointed his first message had not hit household, he thought that the starting time one would be enough. The messenger reported what had happened and got paid for his time and a squeamish tip, mike was relieved she had not talked to the cops, even though he had taken care of the possibleness. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the moral he taught would be learned. He needed to browse for his next sojourn and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the training out, but he thought maybe he needed to speed up his plans.

Today was Monday, clean up was on Thursday, and they needed 24 hour between landing and flying again so they would pull up stakes Tonight, fly into wed., sleep, pick up cargo Thursday, fly home, deliver payload, rest home, sleep. Depending on how tired he was on Saturday he may look in on her without her knowledge. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a month off to expend with Sally. They had early transportation experts, but he had a certain report with the more difficult single, they always came into the institute meek and tranquilize after 24 hours with mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flight over was uneventful, and mike checked on Sally through the tv camera he had set up. There were several times he wished he was not working, but working on her. Ah well enough time for that. Traveling had become a chore, it could be exhausting, but he did like the different lifestyles. During his stay he went and walked around taking in some local situation, but mostly slumber and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the appointed metre a Mercedes drove into the hanger with. microphone wondered absently if it was hummer proof which seemed to be the new thing with this class of client. The driver got out and opened the door behind his and the node emerged. As he walked toward Mike the device driver was going around to the former side. The husband seemed protective of his charge seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between Mike's line of passel and the offspring charge he had yet to see.

"how-do-you-do, I am Badi ,. I am grateful you will be accompanying my lovely wife. I do ask that you please be careful. The man who wanted her, is very angry, I do not have it away what he will do."

"We will do our well to keep her safe, and bring her spine to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

"Yes of course of instruction, she will not have any problem but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"microphone was getting mentally ready, the 1 who told him it would be easygoing, their char were conjunctive always caused distrust with Mike, if they were so good, then why ask for him, why use the Institute at all ?

"She is scared of men. She is very shy. Please be aware of that. I have talked to her she understands that she is going to get an Education, and there will not be any sex trough she comes home, but she is still wary. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the chief up. She will be fine. Mike motioned over the female crew member who was also Persian. He had her postponement for his signal by the plane as business was done by the male person first then the female came when called.

"Shiva here will be with your young St. Bridget, she will search her, and when we board it will be her and Azar who will tend to her. Both girls are Persian, and have sex Farsi, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able to suffice questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this additional placement, there was a reason he asked for Mike, he had heard stories of the other conveyor, microphone was all job. He waved his mitt without turning around. Quickly the child and the driver appeared at his position.

"Qamar this is shibah who will be frisking you as we discussed and she will also be with you on the plane. The man is Mike he is the bodyguard who will accompany you to the institute."

Switching to English Badi then turned to Mike"mike, Siva this is my bride please be deliberate with her."He patted the girl's head often like a don would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The charwoman introduced herself to both in their spoken communication and took the script of the girl. The two went off to the side and Varisha checked her for weapons then they boarded the plane. mike hung back with the husband to allow the ladies meter to get settled and to do any end minute question. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the driver. Swiftly the door to the back fundament opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane Mike let Qamar sit in a dissimilar section of the aeroplane so he did not make her so queasy, she seemed cook to bolt if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orders that only female members of the crew were to set about her and to make sure she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously high school strung. As it turned out once Mike left her alone and all the men disappeared she seemed to relax and even talk to the women a bit, soon drifting off to sleep. Again he checked on Sally when the time changes were chasten and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her carnations were getting to her, because he would see them in the trash that was good she had to be thinking about him then.

The flight of stairs was smooth and getting through airport security was slowly since everything had been sent on ahead and checked so they just verified the ID's and processed the passports. In the cab on the way to The Institute Qamar was neural, but not objectionable. Mike wanted to chill out her down, but figured there was not a good deal he could do being a male, and given her raising so he left her alone and the trip from the airport was very quiet. He texted the Institute to let them cognize they were on their way.

Once inside the teacher came out and took Qumar to her new elbow room, which was bound to be very opulent given her family and Mike sought out an teacher friend.

The instructors had a separate extension when they were off duty so Mike went to his room first, and was in luck.

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey Mike ! You on a delivery ?"

"Yeah just dropped her off. How's the sprightliness ?"

"Hey I get paid for being a bastard and fucking charwoman, it's a good life."Oren laughed

microphone smiled It was a life he had enjoyed once and the pay was not bad as he recalled, although he got paid a lot more as a consultant/body guard.

"I got a project coming up, a custom job for me. I just taught her some basics, but she needs more time. Besides her basement entourage is not done being built yet."

"Oh, Mike, you got ta let me in on this !"

"Maybe you can come watch her sometime once she is at my sign while I am on a job, but Oren, no touch, just look, If I let you."

"Man mike we used to part them all."

"Yeah holler me sentimental."

"I need to not be disturbed side by side weekend is that possible ? I was going to hold back another calendar week, but she did not behave."

"Why not send her here ? We can get her obedient in no time while your basement is being built."

"Oren, I like the mind games I like watching them struggle with their new realism and coming to term with it in one licking after another, that I am their new reality. I want my own peculiar touch, my admirer and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"poor fille, your touch is rough."

"Ah she will be staring once I get her under control."

"I have a little girl that could use your singular gift on the unwilling if you want to get off."

"Not this time, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new objects I saw in the store and then hop a plane home, I got ta chit on my projection. ``

"All right hand, well maybe future time."Oren missed training girlfriend with Mike. They made a good tag squad.

Mike spent time at the stock going over the severity of Sally's transaction and picking out just the right field methods of punishment. By the time he was done he was excited about the adjacent weekend with his project.

On the flight of stairs home plate he thought of sallying forth and all the new affair he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his base of operations, Mike slept, checked on sallying forth, she was asleep, but her bedchamber light was on….nightmares perhaps ? mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a somebody's head. They seemed to always have nightmares. On the way from the airdrome he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few carnation here and there in the apartment just to make trusted she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a time for atonement. He was going to instruct her who was in charge on Fri. Mike went shopping for food and other betting odds and ends to make sure he was make .