Chapter Four : In between metre

Monday

The warning signal rang and crack woke up, turned it off as reverence seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure enough why ; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every detail of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the warning signal, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what time 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 pistol mode, she went to the kitchen to initiate the chocolate then went into the privy to call for a long shower. She used this prison term to think, first of all she just wanted to make this all go away, wanted it to be a bad ambition. That was not possible it was real, there were aching and pains all over her body that told her in fact it was very genuine. The hot piddle flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the fuzz of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a bunch of fingerprint. She thought about his threat to take in her every move. She contemplated calling out from work but in the two years she had been there she had never called out, and she was not indisputable she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the shower bath a bit longer letting it mend the sore parts of her physical structure and provide a much needed comfort for her brain. She finished and dried off and put on some loose comfortable mansion clothes, and walked into the kitchen, made her burnt umber and toast. Setting it down on the table she went looking for her laptop, Mike had kept it from her this weekend but when she went in her room, there it was on her dresser. She brought it back to the table with her and set it down.

As she went to sit down her eye noticed something in the window sill that made her reckon up, then her whole physical structure went unfaltering, it was a racy gillyflower in a vase on the windowsill with a note 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 taking old she shook her school principal, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just ignore the preeminence, not learn it. Ah but what would that accomplish ?

Sally sat down in her chairperson and just looked at the Federal Reserve note, a part of her knew she was going to scan it but her champion side wanted her to just scrap it all. She opened the reckoner and looked for the nearest police station as well as the nearest to her oeuvre, she would not give him the satisfaction of reading his stupid notation ! She found the info and typed it into her phone. The whole meter she had been sipping her coffee, and struggling to not front at the note as if making eye contact 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 lots like him ; very pointed and straight. Every"I"dotted and every"T"crossed precisely and perfectly. It simply said :

wisecrack, my lovemaking. Do not go to the cops, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would crap our next encounter 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 have it away you. Remember I will be back, and whenever you see
a unmarried amobarbital sodium gillyflower you will know 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 banker's bill shaking. following encounter ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the cops ? She should, of course of instruction. Pretending in a way that today was a normal day with just a minor errand to run She got set up for body of work, walked to the bus stop, got on the bus, and got to mold. She shoved the weekend out of her mind, but still had a difficult time focusing on the project in battlefront of her if anyone had asked her how farsighted it took or what she was wearing, she would not own been capable to tell them or carry on her end of any conversation beyond one word answers. hazard 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 sustain been even more unnerve. He had a view of her sleeping accommodation and the living room, the kitchen was out of his line of plenty 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 lack of restraints, had seen her look 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 prime. The looks, the channelize ignoring of the object by being busy on her computer, the glimpse of interest, until finally the desire to recognise outweighed the horrid author and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to read it. It was a gauge for him to see if she was more submissive or more stubborn. A stubborn women would have just tossed it, in that character he would either have to step up training or abandon it all together, but no she had chosen to show his quarrel, to see what he had to say and while she may hate him, be scared of him, she was teachable.

He followed in his car behind her checking each stop along the way to be sure she did not get off and go to the cops before work. He was pretty sure once at oeuvre she would delay till closing, but he wanted to be surely she would wait till evening. He watched her enter the construction from a close by parking touch and then get off to his dwelling to get to his business.

She was almost to act upon when she stopped took some mysterious breaths and tried to train herself on acting normal. There was no one at work she was skinny enough with to share this with. There was no one she was close up to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her breast door if this stranger can still get in what remainder does her locking it wee-wee. She shook her oral sex steadied herself and proceeded the dead distance to lick. Determined to be formula she looked at the receptionist.

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

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

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

"Yeah, weird."

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

"Oh I am ticket, just did too much and did not get enough sleep. I will be punter tomorrow I promise."Sally smiled and walked off to her stall, not trusted but felt like she must be 3 tad paler than convention. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the twenty-four hours job. She had a desk job working for the Department of State 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 much leave alone alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one division and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfect for her.

Once at her desk her thoughts flittered back to the flower, she absently turned her data processor on checked her emails, but she could not break intellection : 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 sound on her desk rang breaking her out of her Funk and forcing her to put on a cheerful expression and see what the person on the former end wanted. The morning was spent on the various tasks and the required small-scale talk around the office, a circuit board was signed for a sick co-worker she barely knew, poor thing had cancer. All the while her judgement flittered back to what military action if any she was going to take. She wondered why she was contemplating not taking any, she did not like him but going to the cop seemed so teasing. Then to have to put words to everything that happened was not the most appealing thought at the moment.

She had lunch delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her book, but she had former things on her thinker. Working it out she thought what would she tell a champion if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would insist they got to the cops and would ram them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the cops after piece of work, she could not live like this. She checked her phone to reassure herself that she had the information and decided she would go to the one closest to her house. She told the fib in her forefront, and even wrote down a few key peak she wanted to be trusted to encompass. She hated the sentiment of having to explain what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While Sally worked Mike arranged his day and week, first he called the cleansing agent and arranged to take on them at Sally's flat at 1pm to clean the apartment he explained he wanted it detailed, mantle, couch, dishes everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 people maybe more he was paying well.

His indorsement ordination of byplay was to get information for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure chat, and typed :

"Do you have the data requested ?"

He waited a bit, he knew the receptionist saw it right away and would then touch the somebody he needed to chat with and that usually took a few minutes soon the reply came back.

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

"Vaguly, Irani right ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to make for his second wife with the apprehension that this is a escort detail as well as bringing us the girl."

"Why is the bodyguard significant ? I need to make love 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 year his daughter died at the hands of her husband. Cyrus found out that the Lapplander man was arranging a marriage within six month of his daughter death. He felt disrespected by such a brusk grieving period and that the man was unfit to be a husband. Cyrus found the kinfolk of the girl and offered a ameliorate arrangement. He wanted to hold back her out of the script of his former son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her family, and him so she is being sent out of the country. She is fifteen and is coming to be educated not trained so much."

"So is she cooperative or will she try to convince me to let her hightail it ?"

"Yes she is cooperative, she knows she is coming to watch how to run a family and entertain guests from different region as an accomplished hostess as well as read and write Farsi and English, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will bear to have person search her well. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his get-go wife who was not so agreeable at the time that is why you were requested."

Mike was not a fan of the niqab. They could hide anything under it. He had been in Arab countries enough to know the deviation between the niqab and the burqa although few Americans did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a female person work party penis that could speak Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as transportation job. It was the original job to get the crew and inform them. It was a rolling bunch, but a flight like this call for four pilot and 8 work party members. 2 pilots and 4 crew members would be awake and working while the others rested at all sentence usually the shifts were 8-10 hr depending on the flight metre. No one flew wear, tired meant mistakes. former than having two distaff crew member who could talk Persian, the work party would be picked from 20 citizenry 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 pay then extra every time they flew, more if it was a bodyguard situation as this was.

If the escape was leaving from San Francisco the institute would ingest taken care of all the arrangements, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his responsibility, paid for by the institute. Usually this work party worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to other transport experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the Saame crew fellow member rotated in and out and knowing who would be on board.

"Okay I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 make sure the report are in order at the aerodrome, we will stay the postulate 24 minute for residuum and tell Cyrus I will pick up his wife Th 10am topical anaesthetic time. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Th local anesthetic metre and we will bring a cab in unless you want someone to pick her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"Okay then. See you in four twenty-four hours. I assume my pay will be in the bank in 24 hours."

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

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxes wise. He was not sure what the law would say about his"Transport"business. He ensured the safety device and delivery of women from their guardians to The Institute. These women were all signed over to the institute by their fellowship and/or Husbands for specific educational purposes. Some of those were to learn how to serve sexually and some were learn how to run a prominent household well so as to advance their matrimony prospects. It was an etiquette school on steroids. These missy every movement was orchestrated usually. Some hubby wanted freaks and sluts and sent their minute or thirdly wife here to turn the household party favor. In addition there was an actual very thoroughly common soldier education component which again was prescribed and approved by the female's guardians.

The school for boys was across the city and he had done some guarding of boy being sent by their dominate married person to learn how to attend them intimately. Usually his services were required because the Master did not trust his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew dwelling house unaccompanied. The families were of all races, but it did bring him to the midsection East and Asian countries often.

microphone was worried about his procession with wisecrack. What if she suddenly got the nerve to go to the cops and he was halfway around the reality. sigh it was a risk he would have to train variety of. He called a flower shop and arranged for one blue carnation to be delivered to her every day at dissimilar times through Saturday at different space, her doorstop with no note no vase, outside the police force station on the ground, even left at her bus stop, random places to make it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was time he left to meet the cleaners at Sally's apartment, just in case she was successful in going to the pig he need it all cleaned he made sure the sheets were changed out with ace he had bought on the way and took all the bedding on the bed to a cleansing agent close by where she could pick them up. When he came back to supervise the cleaners and to add television camera to the sign. His vantage pointedness was good at his piffling flat, but had blind smudge and he wanted to be able to hold in in on her while he was gone.

After that he made arrangements and waited for Sally to get off so he could stick to and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the fuzz and when the work day was done, there was no more sign of blue blossom so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the place that was closest to a bus stop and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the right choice she got off and proceeded to walk the short length. She had convinced herself that he would have no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no intellect. Once in the place the copper could get care of this right ? There were fingermark. There was grounds, this would work out.

She rounded the recess to the main entrance and started up the front stair, when she saw it. A single blue gillyflower with a note taped to it. She stopped utter in her path, No ! There was no way ! With trembling steps she approached the carnation laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the note. In the same handwriting it simply said :

Are you making a good decision, pet ?

Sally walked quickly back down the stairs with the carnation and notation in hired man. She was on the sceptre of rip, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her headland 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 control she started to call up, he could have left that this morning, he knew where she lived, where the closest police force post was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the police 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 regain out so Sally got her nerve up again and walked into the police station and asked to speak with individual, preferably a female cop. They asked her to fill up out physique, but she insisted on speaking to a Lady cop first. The 1st cop seemed bothered but went to see who was available. The doorway opened and quip glanced back taking in the bike messenger waking in. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath seemed to leave her when she saw, he was carrying a aristocratical carnation. The messenger rang the doorbell and waited with his paperwork setting the flower on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to breathe. 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 bicycle messenger was uninterested, but quip saw what she needed to. The hand. 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 fussy, and looked up as the door chimed and saw crack 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 fuss. 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 stop or the ride back to her apartment. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her situation logically and wondered what in reality 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 unlike. She looked around and there was a blue Dianthus caryophyllus in the living room with a note.

Sally, I took the indecorum of having the place cleaned professionally. You may pluck up your old blanket and sheets at the cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the meantime I have provided new ones for tonight. Please do behave yourself between now and then.

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

Mike had in fact been watching the unscathed time. He saw sallying forth exit the police station the first time then enroll it again. The motorcycle courier had been sitting by his car waiting instructions and when she went in the second time. mike gave the cycle courier the note and flower and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the miss with the placard facing her. He had wanted there to be no doubt in her mind who the blossom was from. He was disappointed his initiatory content had not hit abode, he thought that the maiden one would be enough. The courier reported what had happened and got paid for his clock time and a nice tip, Mike was relieved she had not talked to the cops, even though he had taken maintenance of the possibility. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the lessons he taught would be learned. He needed to denounce for his next visit and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the breeding out, but he thought maybe he needed to pelt along up his plans.

Today was Monday, plunk up was on Th, and they needed 24 time of day between landing and flying again so they would leave Tonight, fly into wed., sleep, pick up cargo Thursday, fly menage, deliver shipment, home, sleep. Depending on how tired he was on Sat he may look in on her without her noesis. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a month off to spend with crack. They had other DoT experts, but he had a sure report with the more unmanageable ones, they always came into the institute meek and quiet after 24 hr with mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flight over was uneventful, and Mike checked on sallying forth through the cameras he had set up. There were several sentence 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 anesthetic sites, but mostly sleep and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the decreed time a Mercedes drove into the hanger with. microphone wondered absently if it was hummer trial impression which seemed to be the new thing with this family of client. The driver got out and opened the door behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward Mike the number one wood was going around to the former side. The husband seemed protective of his armorial bearing seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between mike's line of heap and the Whitney Young cathexis he had yet to see.

"Hello, I am Badi ,. I am thankful you will be accompanying my adorable wife. I do ask that you please be thrifty. The man who wanted her, is very raging, I do not bonk what he will do."

"We will do our best to retain her rubber, and bring her dorsum to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

"Yes of course, she will not induce any problems but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"mike was getting mentally gear up, the unity who told him it would be loose, their fair sex were cooperative always caused hunch 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 didactics, and there will not be any sex till she comes home, but she is still leery. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the heads up. She will be delicately. mike motioned over the female crew member who was also Persian. He had her wait for his sign by the plane as business concern was done by the male first then the females came when called.

"Siva here will be with your Loretta Young St. Brigid, she will search her, and when we board it will be her and Azar who will tend to her. Both girls are Irani, and know Persian, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able-bodied to resolve questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this excess transcription, there was a ground he asked for Mike, he had heard tarradiddle of the other transporters, Mike was all line of work. He waved his script without turning around. Quickly the child and the driver appeared at his side.

"Qamar this is Shiva 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 keep company you to the institute."

switch to English Badi then turned to Mike"Mike, Shiva this is my bride please be thrifty with her."He patted the miss's head much like a father would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their language and took the mitt of the girl. The two went off to the side and Varisha checked her for arm then they boarded the plane. Mike hung back with the husband to give up the ladies time to get settled and to answer any last minute doubtfulness. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the driver. Swiftly the room access to the cover tooshie opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane Mike let Qamar sit in a different section of the planing machine so he did not have her so skittish, she seemed make to go off if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left order that only female members of the crew were to border on her and to make certain she slept, slipping her a drug if requirement.

She was obviously high 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 kip. Again he checked on Sally when the time change were rectify and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her carnations were getting to her, because he would see them in the ice that was skilful she had to be thinking about him then.

The flight was tranquil and getting through airdrome security measure was well-heeled 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 nervous, but not objectionable. mike wanted to calm down her mastered, but figured there was not practically he could do being a male, and given her bringing up so he left her alone and the tripper from the airport was very repose. He texted the Institute to let them know they were on their way.

Once inside the teachers came out and took Qumar to her new way, which was bound to be very deluxe given her category and mike sought out an instructor friend.

The instructors had a fork wing 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 life story ?"

"Hey I get paid for being a asshole and fucking women, it's a undecomposed life."Oren laughed

Mike smiled It was a spirit he had enjoyed once and the pay was not bad as he recalled, although he got paid a lot Sir Thomas More as a consultant/body guard.

"I got a task coming up, a custom job for me. I just taught her some BASIC, but she needs more prison term. Besides her basement suite is not done being built yet."

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

"Maybe you can come keep an eye on her sometime once she is at my star sign while I am on a job, but Oren, no tactual sensation, just look, If I let you."

"Man microphone we used to part them all."

"Yeah call off me sentimental."

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

"Why not broadcast 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 terminus with it in one defeat after another, that I am their new world. I want my own special touch, my protagonist and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"Poor girl, your touch is rough."

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

"I have a missy that could use your singular talent on the unwilling if you want to get off."

"Not this time, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new objective I saw in the store and then hop a plane dwelling house, I got ta check on my project. ``

"All right, well maybe next time."Oren missed training girls with Mike. They made a sound tag team.

mike spent time at the storehouse going over the harshness of quip's transactions and picking out just the right methods of punishment. By the time he was done he was excited about the next weekend with his project.

On the trajectory household he thought of Sally and all the new affair he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his radical of operations, Mike slept, checked on crack, she was asleep, but her bedroom light was on….nightmares perhaps ? mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a individual's headway. They seemed to always have nightmare. On the way from the drome he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few Dianthus caryophyllus here and there in the apartment just to attain sure she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a time for atonement. He was going to learn her who was in armorial bearing on Friday. mike went shopping for food for thought and former odds and ends to make sure as shooting he was ready .