C. Jacques Charles Fenwick was 42 twelvemonth old, wealthy beyond his needs, alone in the public. His given figure is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid name. He went by Charles in the business world. His closing curtain associates called him Chadic language. They were associate degree ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charles River had been successful in business, he had a knack for it and a drive to win. He had a beautiful married woman and a young son. Then ten geezerhood ago he lost them both in an auto stroke. In his grief he shut himself off from the world, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, inconvenienced. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical want. Those reappeared after two or three long time. But he could never feed himself over to anyone again. He could n't unwrap his marrow to the risk. So he had companions. No one he would call a girlfriend. His electric current familiar was a 26 twelvemonth old stunner. with child firm bosom, panoptic pelvic arch, dark whisker, dingy eyes. She could suck his dick like no other and razz him to exhaustion. She was hot and kinky and there for his needs. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a fancy woman or call girl, just a young woman enjoying some of the finer affair in life. And C. Carolus Fenwick did enjoy the finer things in life. Starting with his penthouse flat. A suite of suite overlooking the park. He employed a chef to prepare meals as needed and a housekeeper to make sure everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to get. While enjoying a glass of respectable wine he thought about something that had happened on his way family. He often walked plate to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring to the highest degree people on the street, walking past them in his own worldly concern. Tonight though, just a duad blocks from his building he passed a young panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep dispirited eyes, somewhere between aspirant and hopeless. He stopped, took out his pocketbook hoping he might have a dollar or two. He rarely carried hard cash, who did these 24-hour interval, but he found a twenty dollar bill. It seemed a bit much. What was he intellection, he could fire up cigars with a 20 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 thinking of her now ? Maybe the novelty of the site. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? mortal who lost in this plot of life ? The door doorbell. That would be Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an interesting night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my friend Kenzie. I brought her over to company with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' mind ? Here was another hot new babe half his age. She had straight blond hair, Robert Brown eyes, a slopped little ass and perky titmouse. She also had a chirpy personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' Sure no trouble. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And take care at this topographic point, and the view ! ``

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

'' Wine ma'am ? ``

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

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

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

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been busy. But I do receive sentence coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake family, spend some sentence on my boat ? ``

'' Cool. Yes, just secern me when. ``

Materially drive multitude were so soft for Charles. Dangle a dinner, or a sauceboat, or new earrings and their whole mindset changed. It was the Lapp in commercial enterprise. Now Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her bountiful breasts in the new red lace bra.

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

'' Why do n't we take this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure he 'd bear plenty for Bailey too. He was in in effect chassis for his age, but kept a stock of pills to check he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size bed down the hall. This was an extra elbow room he used for these character encounters. None of his visitors were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles VII stripped and positioned himself against a mickle of pillows. In addition to business acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly impressive cock. It was a good 7 inches, a good thickness too. If asked he told women it was over 8 inches. Who 's measurement, and it usually excited them. His prick was operose and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the same thing when Kenzie dropped her bloomers and thong. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy light hair collected on her cumulus above her cleanly shaved back talk. Nathan Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

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

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute puss of yours. '' Bailey got to make for on his putz, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her clapper to tantalize his entire length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her pussy to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his lingua. Then licking her slit and sucking at her clitoris to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two finger's breadth into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her afters piquance. This was good. He liked a sweet Whitney Moore Young Jr. pussy in his face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that fresh newness. Nathaniel Bailey was busy servicing his tool and in a few moment he 'd fill her with his cum, but a decent new puss to taste before filling it with his cock was Charles'mind of a good evening. Bailey would be back for boats and jewellery and nice dinner, but this might be a exclusive guess at her friend. He knew how Cy Young women were. If he spent too much time on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His finger's breadth had found a good spot, she was rocking her rose hip rubbing her puss on his face, his dilute whiskers would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her best on his pecker, but Lake Chad was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him women were a release 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 physical act, gratifying 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 blond cunt, now.

'' Move over bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his cock at her snatch and drove it deep. She was n't expecting his duration AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right astuteness, then held her slenderize hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond hair whipping back and forth as he drove his pulsing putz into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole body clench, a mo, and freeing. His hot cum coating her inside. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to waste. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a picayune mean value. But he did get off on watching two women together and watching Nathaniel Bailey puzzle out his cum from his up-to-the-minute conquest, her friend, that was too good to pass up. He 'd have to have his office assistant pick up something nice for her. Bailey, looking a little dejected rolled her friend over onto her rachis and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure if Kenzie was into little girl on girl but she seemed too spent to contend. Instead she said,

'' 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 underprice his cum into her. A match years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more tyke into this icky world. And he did n't want anyone trying to corrupt or blackmail him. They could receive his semen. But no one was getting any spermatozoan. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very estimable medico a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't appear that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's efforts but at least her pussy was clean. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than most guy wire and set for legal action with little more effort. Pearl Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his tool. He was going to sustain to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to move on from her. At some point you could n't have them leading you around by your cock, making you want their kitty. There would be snag, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the want arose, he 'd see a likely girl and it would start over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot Quaker. He 'd give her a beneficial screw, assure her, then have some peace and quiet when they left.

He was soon stiff. Bailey got on top and tease his hard cock. She could adopt most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his vast cock filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussy until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a late dinner. He 'd probably send off something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the initiative time or so with a new little girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was good. He liked that blonde pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd get his regular. Would n't that piece of ass with Bailey 's foreland ?

When they were gone he looked around the flat. Mrs. Williams would scold about cleaning up after one of his fuck school term. But what did she gestate ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining elbow room, large animation room, his buck private bedroom, the fuck room and a low client way. He did n't often have guests, but sometimes weather precondition or event in the city booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a good evening. But something nagged at him.

mean solar day went by, his eve a mix of work and events. As with nigh wealthy men he gave, generously he thought, to charities. It helped to allay any guilty conscience that could creep in from the riches he enjoyed. Still he passed by about people on the street without a sentiment. Then one evening walking home, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be surely. 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 Saami grime dress. Her hair needed a good washables but otherwise there was no distinct olfactory perception. She did n't smell like intoxicant. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the beak, 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 breastfeed shaft, even for 50 dollars. If that 's what you want you can experience 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 blow job ?

'' No, no, no young lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, shew me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing healthy, if slightly grimy dentition. `` No alcohol ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you stay at a shelter ? ``

'' With your kindness, I can. And get a in force meal too. Bless you. '' Charles the Great nodded, then moved on.

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

'' Mrs. Williams, I 'm a I man and I will flirt with how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to turn for me, there are other apartments to pick in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her provision. Then she slapped a newspaper publisher on his table.

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

Good riddance he thought. He 'd find out someone else. Maybe someone better to look at as they moved around the home. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to scream Pearl Mae Bailey. Or, what was her acquaintance 's name ? But he called Nathan Bailey. He was in a temper. Mrs Thomas Lanier Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant young lady nagged at him. Then there was the usual business concerns. He needed an outlet. Fortunately Bailey was ready and will to be that sales outlet. He supposed he 'd stimulate to assume her to the lake. Then maybe move on.

Bailey showed up two hr later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramp. ready to be used. Charles grabbed a handful of her hair's-breadth, pulled her to him and kissed her tough on the mouth, using his other hand to roughly squeeze her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my secure man need his adulteress tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me in effect with your big dick. ``

'' Shut up beef. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her mound and pushed into her with his finger's breadth. Her brusk chick prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underclothing. `` 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 bedroom he had her strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles IX was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a diversity of ways, but he had a impression she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough stuff and the opinion of a weekend at the lake on his boat, initiative social class solid food and wine, and his big shaft, would aid make up for this evening. He wondered if she had incertitude, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at to the lowest degree he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. whack ! 'Oh shit'WHACK ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles looked at the manus prints on her decently ass cheek. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! shit, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass nerve with both hands.

'' OW FUCK, Chadic. ``

'' Shut up '' WHACK ! Now both buttock 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 concentrated, and deep, and fast. Then he spit on her motherfucker. She 'd bed what was coming.

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' Whack !

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

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her impudence, teasing her, letting her anticipate another smack. He lightly tapped her nerve, distracting Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh fuck. '' He was in, but he had a ways to go. She bent her head and waited for Republic of Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her afflictive ass cheeks. More pain from his manpower than from his encroachment. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A moment, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then shot. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertions. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a laundry cloth. scavenge me good 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 stab. When he at live came again he was satisfied. He looked over at Pearl Mae Bailey. Danton True Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

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

'' I 'm sad Pearl Bailey. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes. Get a new swim suit. And something cute for dinner. tell apart them to saddle my account. ``

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to provide. Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her champion and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his give up metre for putting up with his aggressiveness earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was quiet. He had been able to unloosen some of his annoyance with the world, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whips and chains.

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

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

'' will you come with me ? ``

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

'' nothing like that. I 'd like to..to avail you. I want to ask a few enquiry. ``

'' Can I land my few affair ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the luggage compartment of my car. I 'm on my way to shape downtown. Ben will force and we can talk. '' She caught her breath. `` Is something wrong ? No one will harm you. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Jacques Charles had his driver unfold the tree trunk then gave him program line to call his personal help at the function with a list of job. Ben looked uncertainly at the woman. He was thinking his boss could probably find someone a lilliputian cleaner if he needed some activity. Charles the Bald waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the early side. The woman looked at the interior of the lavishness sedan, then at Charles.

'' My name is Prince Charles. What is your gens ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. Good. Now I want to ask you a few questions. '' She stared at him with her bass blue eyes. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink in excessively ? ``

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

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to stir her to assure her, but decided he should stay on his face for now. Through sob she tried to explain. Thrown out of her sign of the zodiac. opprobrious father. teenage pregnancy. nestling 's father left. Could n't fetch up college. Could n't feel a job. No home, no credit, no job, no hope.

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

'' Easy for you sir. When you have squeamish things, you keep nice things. When you have nothing. And I 've tried saving every dollar I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

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

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

The driver lowered the legal separation gore. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be set up. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office staff, I 'd like you to go with my help Penelope. You may call her centime. She will see that you have a hot exhibitioner, new clothes and a effective meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of mortal, can we depart it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met centime who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't live what. penny was goose egg if not extremely efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his patronage associates often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more valuable to him as his help and they remained entirely pro. To the power point where she was one of the few people who could foretell him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

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

'' Pearl Mae Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is nothing like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. lecture to her, as a woman. She 's still cautious with me. Oh and do you experience a doctor she could see ? Who knows how yearn she 's been on the street or in protection. And witness out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon centime buzzed Charles the Great in his office and asked if he had a few minutes. He told her to descend right in. She entered with a attain Edward Young woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles II Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern office. No old wood panelling and benighted heavy chairperson. Charles I'office had large windows ; it was light, impractical, shabu and metal. Charlemagne showed the women to hot seat 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 right place and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh sure I donate to various causa, but no not individually. ``

centime spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school sheepskin and has actually attended some college courses. She has no current regular seed of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no plain medical examination issues, pending bloodwork, no signaling of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourished, but now cleanse and hefty. What next boss ? ``

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

'' Yes. I do n't steal or cheat. wellspring, maybe some twenty-four hours when I 'm hungry I may take a spell of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

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

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

'' Ok, a proposition. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtuousness is rubber, though your ears may try things. '' cent rolled her oculus. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a transposition. Could you remove forethought of my apartment ? Maybe run some local anesthetic errands for me ? I have a free way where you can inhabit. I pay well. '' penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

'' Yes, that 's the early contribution. ``

Amy, `` early contribution ? ``

'' Some evening, I may entertain friends. cleaning lady. We will do as men and women do. You may learn us from your elbow room. You are relinquish to go out those nights if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the next day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Williams. ``

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

'' Just cleaning and errands. I have soul who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a dieting in no time. ``

'' I, I do n't do it what to say ? And I have no obligations, you know ... ''

centime cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Carolus keeps his business organisation, all business sector. If he touches you I 'll rip off his balls. '' Amy put her handwriting over her mouth.

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

'' Perfect. Penny, you have the rest of the afternoon off to take Amy shopping for clothes and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd play along us back to my apartment after work so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My affair in the car. I, shot I do n't need the clothes, but there 's a small bag with personal detail. Can I get them ? ``

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

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

Charles Stuart, cent 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, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fearfulness. She was taking a chance. She 'd be living in an apartment with a individual man. A very powerful, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and step 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 Charles. But it was time to lease a probability. If high-risk came to worst she 'd let him have his way and move on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment building. Amy took note that he used a key and pressed the P floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a diminished anteroom with only one door usable to them. Charles opened the room access and allowed Amy and Penny to recruit. Amy looked around at lavishness she could only imagine. To call it an apartment was the understatement of the year. high school ceilings, wide open windows looking out over central Mungo Park, all light coloring material, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be comfortable here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the living country, comfortable furniture, a huge TV on the paries, a bar, and room to entertain. The bright modern kitchen, with all the contraption Charles'chef needed to set up meals when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll align with you if Henri has put aside anything for a exceptional occasion. Otherwise feel free to puddle yourself anything. You will not be required to fudge for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be study enough. '' They walked past the dining way, foyer bathroom, then stopped at a large sleeping accommodation. A king size bed and unmarried toilet table were the only article of furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain women ally. They rarely stay over, so you can check this room in the morning to see if the bed sheet need cleaning and anything need to be put away. They would go in that dressing table. ``

'' The whips and chains '', penny added. Amy 's eyes opened all-embracing. A hired hand came to her face.

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

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

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

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and delight, not sir. It makes you sound like an old English butler. Prince Charles will do. ``

'' Yes, of course of study. ``

'' trade good, now let 's go back through the living room. '' On the far face of the life way was one more room. It was n't as large as the other rooms, but it was spacious enough and had the same spectacular view as the aliveness room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or arrange things to please yourself. I will never enter without your permit. You have a secret lavatory through that threshold. Is that agreeable ? ``

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

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at dwelling. Tomorrow you can depart by giving the place a brightness level going over. acquaint yourself with everything. You may work whatever time of day you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the place is spotless, it 's no matter to me how foresightful 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 charter it from my salary to pay back, but ... ''

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

'' Well, I would like to get a laptop or computer of some kind. I would spend my free people clip taking college course of study. I still have some dreams and thing I must do. ``

'' Of course ! Penny, bank bill that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to play at ? '' Charles the Great almost seemed to smile. His own percept and any verification that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always put up a person bettering themselves. The wifi here is splendid. But do n't pass all day every day inside. Now you can walk the city with sureness. Shop, visit museums, take in the sites. I 'll throw you a key. Come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles translate her with child ambition ? That could wait.

Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles proposed a goner to his new employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could have never tasted before. `` potable up Amy. A little wine in easing is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my bottleful during the day. ``

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

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

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

'' Other than that a cute young lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. Sure today she 's still that bedraggled woman you found in the street. But I was with her dress shopping. She 's ... .got potential. Do n't get mind. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll puzzle out hard. I think she wants to delight you and if one of her offset intellection is Department of Education that 's a beneficial mark. Let her breathe Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permit, I would like to mentor her. meet with her every two week or so, help her make good decisions. ``

'' sound idea Penny. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a list of items here. Please adjoin James IV tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James Fischer was Charles'lawyer. He also did any digging Charles needed. Whether malicious gossip on contender or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' cent left and Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the Saame dwelling. He went down to his retinue to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pj's, staring out at the parkland. She lay back and had her honorable nighttime 's quietus in ages.

The workplace was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of article of furniture and kitchen convenience that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the unharmed place in a yoke of hours. Two days after she moved in a tech person from Charles the Bald'office showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also sent over a desk and a printing machine. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the world. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from throwaway newspaper. Penny called to set-up a group meeting and to propose what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than felicitous to cause a successful woman to guide her. She 'd try her advice on where best to take online courses.

Jacques Charles was in his office when James arrived with some information. He scanned the documents. Amy Henderson, award pupil, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one nestling, removed by DSS, then zero. He looked up at Saint James,

'' Anything else ? ``

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

'' goodness. ``

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

'' Please land up up here, then stay put in your room or go out. I have, company. ``

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Charles opened the door to Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and jeans. It seemed Charles was looking for a more unwind evening. She looked over his berm and saw the young woman, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could induce 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 Chadic ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

'' No Pearl Mae Bailey, Amy works for me, but nothing like that. block up being so needy. ``

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

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

Charles knew what this was about. Pearl Bailey needed Amy to hear. To know that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

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

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her lavatory to change. When she 'd removed her dress she looked at herself in the mirror. The girl had said she had a courteous ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big titty Charles'girl was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during gestation, but a couple old age of special dieting had her back to her master size of it. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, grim nipple. She was still mostly hide and bones, but she 'd be able to fill out a little with a good dieting. There was so a good deal food for her to pick out from. And full level-headed dinners cooked by an expert. From the other room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, laid across her bed, naked. She could get a line the sounds of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh fuck, yes. Give me that stopcock, so big, have intercourse me firmly. ``

And groan, and oink and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had meter, or desire to remember about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding advances. Now she could find out Charles River and his girlfriend Bailey ass in the living room. Bailey making surely she let Amy know she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles was hers and Amy just get no ideas. Amy placed her hand on her hillock, found her clit, rub her fingers along her snatch spreading her wetness, her pelvic girdle raising to meet her bridge player. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost touch sensation, letting go moans of her own.

chad did chip in Bailey what was hers, his 7 in, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her pussy. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd fill her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

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

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

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

Charles Stuart was finally there. He released his cum into Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their combined fluids drip on the floor. Let the little bitch have something to make clean. In the bedroom, Bailey fucked and sucked Chadic until he was done. She made certain the bed sheets would postulate a good cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Carolus left for oeuvre. She thought it might be ill-chosen to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his come. The female child had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple fourth dimension. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her peg this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely find out her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun elbow room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of peculiarity she looked in the drawers. There were all manner of sex miniature, some of which she could only reckon their uses. However, one object she knew how to use. A turgid black dildo, conciliatory, thick and retentive. Amy thought for only a second before lying back on the bed, spreading her stage wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery hammer over her slit. She was soon wet and capable to put in the tip. Oh horseshit, it had been so long. vertebral column in high schoolhouse she had fucked a few guy wire, some were soundly, some not so secure. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how fold it was to Prince Charles''huge cock'. The thoughts of a material dick so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to get more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a respectable depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her button 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 encourage and vigorously rub her clit setting off a powerful orgasm that sent a shock to her pussy. Amy came down and relaxed a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Prince Charles came home the apartment looked good as new.

Charles looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` apology for last night. Bailey seemed to sense the need to announce herself. We 'll try to keep our bodily process down the lobby. ``

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

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

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

'' Your first pay stub. In the folder you will bump info on your new money box account statement, a debit card and some variety to signalize. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to unfold the account. Your future payment will be organize deposited every former week. ``

Amy opened the envelope. She looked at the pay counterfoil. Then at Penny. `` Surely there has been a mistake. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and plank. This is far too a lot. ``

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

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

'' You 're no patsy. Of course you researched. I 'd expect cypher less. Come back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you signalize some bank documents and construct trusted you can use the bank app. Oh, you do n't have a earphone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll take care of that. Charles may postulate to contact you when he 's not home to find fault up something for him at a store. Or some other errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may take to render me how the raw phones work. ``

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

They went back to the office and worked on several matter. Amy was felicitous to be getting her animation in parliamentary procedure. She 'd be able to bring through money too.

The adjacent weekend was the 15th. bailey showed up with her bags, far Sir Thomas More than she 'd take for three Night, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his gravy holder at the lake theater Charles allowed sun bathing, even nude in secluded situation, during the days, but expected everyone to clip appropriately for dinner party and evening consequence. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not give back to the sign of the zodiac until late evening. There was room for people to bring a nap, or other activities, then change for semiformal dinner. Being there as Chadic language 's female child made Pearl Mae Bailey freshness. Watching the sparse young woman prancing around his flat in jersey and shorts `` cleaning '' did not fix her happy. She knew Tchad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tensity in the way with Bailey was obvious. The lady friend hated her. Was overjealous of her. Though Amy was a few years younger, Bailey seemed much Sir Thomas More immature. Having things handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed things every day. Amy tried putting it out of her nous. She basically had a free weekend. A dramatic NY penthouse apartment to herself and money in the depository financial institution. Instead she was soon back on the internet. Searching.

Charles did like getting away for a few day. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did enjoy a little leisure time time. Pearl Mae Bailey was a fine fellow traveller. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being au naturel in front of multitude. So daylight she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of other guests. Charles usually invited a match of business associates most of them a bit sometime who managed to show up with someone decidedly youthful who was NOT their wife. His only linguistic rule was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that variety of malicious gossip. If person got caught by his wife with a 20 something gold digger, well that was n't his problem. At the mo the three untested ladies were splashing in the weewee, their miserly young soundbox on display. The men enjoyed the view, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky little black dress that would be so wanton to steal off later. There was plenty of her bountiful dope on display. She had competition as everyone seemed to enjoy a well endowed companion. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were substantial. Henri had prepared a Delicious meal, his help serving to the guests with the appropriate wine from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the stars the boat returned to bob. To address this a lake mansion was ludicrous. While it kept the Mrs. Henry Wood and rustic illusion, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the Night before the guests began making their way to their own rooms. When Charles and Nathan Bailey got to their elbow room she made to slue her garb off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her breasts, his deal clutching at her ass through the dress. Sliding his paw down, then up underneath he pulled down her diminutive flip-flop and waited for her to abuse out of it. Lifting her he carried Nathan Bailey to the bed and set her down on the boundary. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles unfastened his drawers and freed his throbbing cock. With his pants pooled around his human foot he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm pricking. While feeding it into her over and over his hired man roamed the silky stuff of her dress, feeling her offspring body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her large tit and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his cock deep. Pearl Bailey reacted, humping her rose hip up to advance him, to allow him to touch her deep parts.

'' Oh fuck Republic of Chad. Fuck me, fill my snatch. I 'm your fucking whore. fucking me. Use my pussy. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your bitch whore. I live for your turncock. I need your cum. Fill my twat. ``

filling her he did. He 'd build up a good bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this dress all night. She locked her leg around him as he deposited a large load in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty talk was good. She WAS a practiced fuck. And tonight a treat for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his hard pecker in the morning. It was worth it. Now he let her transfer the attire, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be menage Tuesday Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to mark the closed in door at the end of the hall. Surely that elbow room needed cleaning 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 threshold knob. It opened. OK, she 'd take a look. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was goose egg obvious. A king size bed. Standard piece of furniture. Maybe even a slight old-fashioned compared to the residue of the flat. Curious about the thinness of the elbow room Amy carefully walked around the article of furniture. She dared not open anything and even now felt she was betraying a combine. Then she noticed the only token in the room. A pic on the nightstand. oddment got the better of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the physical body. The glass shattered sending shards across the wood floor.

'' oh piece of ass oh fuck oh nookie. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a picture of a young fair sex and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The Brigham Young womanhood had the deep gentle eye. The cheek was different, but it was like staring into her own oculus in a mirror. She managed to localize the shape back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every bingle mote of methamphetamine hydrochloride. But what had she done ? Would he go off her ? boot her back out onto the street ? She did n't acknowledge what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't strain how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that hoi polloi follow instructions. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's best for him and his business. Someone going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be grounds for dismission. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his cartel. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles. ``

Amy sobbed. Her eye were already red from doing the Sami at the apartment.

'' Do n't mean tears and pity will strike him. He 's got no sentence for people playing secret plan. What I suggest is that you immediately squeal. Admit your wrong doing, and plaza yourself at his mercy. But first, let me tell you a few matter. ``

cent explained about Carolus'earliest liveliness. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles was a dissimilar man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a consecrate father and married man. He always made time for his family. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a truck on a subterfuge curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business. He had no meter for anyone else. It 's been ten years. `` I started with the companionship seven twelvemonth ago. What you see now is ten years of chipping at the surd shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no picture around the other rooms. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noontide on Tuesday the door to the apartment opened. Charles and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the sofa her heart red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

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

'' catch. '' Charles was visibly angry. He paced. He clenched his fists.

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

'' bailey shut the screw up. Why do n't you just get the fuck out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupe HOUSEKEEPER ca n't survey rules. ``

'' GET THE FUCK OUT. And do n't hollo me. '' Now Pearl Bailey started crying. She picked up her bags and left. Slamming the door behind her.

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

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

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

'' depend me in the eyes. '' She did. With every exertion she held his gaze.

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

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

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the set aside answer. You owe me nil because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to join me in there, I will antedate every other charwoman. 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 research. I suppose it was the same you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a Stephen Foster home on Long Island. I 've had my people contact social service. It could take meter. They need to check your situation, but I can work certain pressing to the case. ``

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

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

'' Yes. Yes. His founding father is Rotello. A useless son of a bitch. Drink, drugs. Liar. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent home. Well tempered. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. Penny and I can guarantee for your change in spot. We have doctors account to register you 're not an freak. Almost sealed your son will be returned to you.

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

'' OK, ok. We still have body of work to do in this heed. 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 present moment. But you meant no harm. But really, you do demand to learn the difference between suggestion and orders. I 'll give centime discuss this with you. ``

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

'' Yes, the place looks immaculate. You are very safe at your job. ``

Amy had her regular Wed afternoon confluence with Penny. She enjoyed dressing in a business set aside outfit and meeting at the office staff. They worked on cleaning up any maw in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no phonograph record. Had been successful in schooling when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online line towards a degree. She was the perfect example of a dear mortal who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

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

'' testament Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be proficient to experience a woman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the show that you 're a kept charwoman, to use an old look. ``

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

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

'' He was very understanding. sort even. So strange that a chance coincidence should make such a conflict. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And fair sex to woman, maybe a little more. And I 've seen picture of his wife. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his closest associates see them to understand him. You do n't really look like her, but he sees something. ``

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

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

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

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

The DSS meeting was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty wash. Your failure as a mother to supply. Your failure to mate with a utile man. Your loser to be BASIC intimate guard. Her representative, an attorney assigned by Charles pointed out that her sins were simply the mistakes of a seventeen twelvemonth old lady friend, who then did n't possess the support system to facilitate her. Rather than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to cater. Now a fortunate chain of issue has put her in position to be the loving mother she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what self-assurance there was that after having her kid returned Amy would n't find herself without employment and again on the street.

centime spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to pop the question Amy Henderson a five class contract to guarantee go on employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offering for usage at our embodied office. Even if she were to leave behind for some reason she would be able to support her son. ``

'' Very generous. If I may get personal. Is there some other organization in this mess ? ``

Amy began to reply and was prepared to record how offended she was when Penny put a hired hand on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your inquiry. Let me state, on my beneficial 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. Charles Fenwick makes these crack with no expectation of any favors, intimate or otherwise. Amy Henderson is free to allow her affection to resolve what she does with her futurity. ``

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

The DSS officers retired to another room to talk about the case. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would recommend rejoinder of Benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more steps, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very a good deal a short cut. No doubtfulness from Charles'influence.

Over the next few weeks Amy fretted, concerned that something could go wrong. But other things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles VII had n't had any cleaning woman over. Apparently Nathaniel Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a sap 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 body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promises to regain her self respect. But she 'd been favorable. A whirl of portion and in a virtual instant her fortunes had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a light night-robe. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a deep breather knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The moment of truth, `` will you induce me ? '' Charles the Bald smiled. Not a smile of triumph, but of happiness.

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

'' And no other women ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other elbow room into a play room. secret plan, a pool table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll possess your current room. And the finest pedagogy. All the opportunities that were taken from you. ``

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

'' Love me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the shell. let go of me. '' Amy slid the strap off of her shoulders. She let the gown slip from her. She stood nude painting in front of a man for the first time in yr. In many fashion the inaugural veridical man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and finger cymbals. She 'd added a few Irish punt but needed Sir Thomas More to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the curvy girls in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any type girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny young adult female who had endured so much. The one with the deep wild blue yonder eye that melted his knockout exterior.

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

'' You 're the start adult female to portion this bed with me. We can just sleep tonight if that works for you. ``

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

'' You can visit me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her articulatio cubiti and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry production line, that two days needing a knock off look.

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

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

'' Am I one of your sound Friend ? ``

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

'' Charles Stuart ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The next morning she woke and took a present moment to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles Stuart. There was still sentence. She had a few more min to think. He was asking her to part his living. And such a biography. And she could give way that all to Benji. Charles wanted love. Now that the door had opened it seemed he needed love more than the sempiternal sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was form to her. But was she and her son a tawdry replacement for his kinsfolk ? They could never replace his wife and son. He 'd always look in her optic and see someone else. It could be high-risk. And she would be able to make it up to Benji for his first 6 years. She let her script slide down across his stomach, through the curly pilus, then she found his member. The `` huge tool '' Bailey had bragged about. It was already hard. She felt it 's length. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

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

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

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

'' Ssh. I 'd like your most loving, lovingness, careful, decelerate elbow grease. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on nativity control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't birth any Sir Thomas More baby. ``

'' Then please. '' Charles encouraged Amy to straddle 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 slow. You 'll extend. '' Amy sat back. A long slow quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles I'penis began to slip into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles could palpate her, so tight, reach to accommodate his girth. Damn she was tight. But he allowed her to settle how practically and how soon. All he wanted to do was take care into her eyes. This was n't like making love to Beth. Nothing ever would. But the pleasant computer memory flooded him. kinda than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could make out him, he would give her everything. Not her body, which was finely enough, but her heart. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Brigham 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 skilful friend and support Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever find dear to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her hands on his chest of drawers, rolling her hip joint let Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles slue in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked heart with Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full-of-the-moon. She felt wanted. Tears welled in his eye. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his dresser. By the time his lump tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his impudence. She looked at him, she 'd finger his phallus thicken and throbbing as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the weeping from his face. Then joined him in their first passionate buss. They 'd shared a especial present moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles'way. They spent gratuitous prison term redesigning the other two rooms. Amy insisted that they re-frame his class photo and hold back it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the justice had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS offices promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles stayed in the backcloth as cent assured her everything would be alright. The case officer asked them to make out into the elbow room. There was a family waiting. A eye aged couple, a young man, two baby. One of them a 6 class old boy.

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

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

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

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

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

'' mommy, do we get a home base now ? ``

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

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

'' I know who you are. Just strike fear of them. ``

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

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

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

Carol smoother decided to go ahead. `` My oldest, herd's grass, he 's over there. He 's our just innate minor, we 've fostered several others over the long time ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would aid build a curriculum vitae. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' centime train down the young man 's information. Tell him where to describe to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

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

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .