C. Charles VII Fenwick was 42 years old, flush beyond his penury, alone in the macrocosm. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid public figure. He went by Charles in the business world. His close associates called him Chad. They were comrade ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charles had been successful in business, he had a bent for it and a drive to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a youth son. Then ten twelvemonth ago he lost them both in an auto chance event. In his grief he shut himself off from the macrocosm, turning his brain 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 penury. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never grant himself over to anyone again. He could n't reveal his heart to the risk. So he had companions. No one he would name a girlfriend. His current fellow traveler was a 26 year old knockout. Large business firm breasts, wide hips, iniquity whisker, grim eyes. She could suck his dick like no early and tease him to enervation. She was hot and kinky and there for his indigence. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her soundbox. She was n't a whore or call up girl, just a Cy Young woman enjoying some of the finer things in living. And C. Charles Fenwick did savour the finer affair in life sentence. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A suite of way overlooking the park. He employed a chef to prepare meal as needed and a housekeeper to make sure everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to make it. While enjoying a methamphetamine of good wine-colored he thought about something that had happened on his way home. He often walked home to enjoy near weather and had no trouble ignoring most people on the street, walking past them in his own cosmos. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his building he passed a Lester Willis Young panhandler. A tousle woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. deep blue centre, somewhere between promising and hopeless. He stopped, took out his billfold hoping he might receive a dollar mark or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he cerebration, he could dismount cigars with a XX and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

Why was he thinking of her now ? Maybe the fallal of the situation. Just another unfortunate person. Maybe a druggie ? Someone who lost in this game of life ? The door buzzer. That would be Nathan Bailey. He forgot about the mendicant as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an concern night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my friend Kenzie. I brought her over to political party with us tonight. Hope you do n't bear in mind ? '' Mind ? Here was another hot young babe half his age. She had straight blond pilus, brownness oculus, a soaked little ass and perky tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the flat after her friend.

'' indisputable no problem. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And calculate at this stead, and the view ! ``

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

'' Wine dame ? ``

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

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

'' Chadic language, I missed you, it 's been a few 24-hour interval. ``

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

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

Materially driven people were so easy for Charles the Bald. Dangle a dinner, or a gravy holder, or new earrings and their whole outlook changed. It was the same in business. Now Nathan Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her handsome white meat in the new red lace bra.

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

'' Why do n't we take up this interior ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of this hot new ass tonight. Oh surely he 'd let plenty for Bailey too. He was in good shape for his age, but kept a stock of pills to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the Martin Luther King Jr. size bed down the hall. This was an extra room he used for these type encounters. None of his visitant were allowed into his common soldier bedroom.

Charlemagne stripped and positioned himself against a pile of pillows. In addition to clientele acumen and wealthiness, he was also blessed with a fairly telling cock. It was a good 7 inches, a unspoilt heaviness too. If asked he told charwoman it was over 8 inches. Who 's mensuration, and it usually excited them. His putz was hard and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the same thing when Kenzie dropped her pants and flip-flop. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy light hairsbreadth collected on her agglomerate above her cleanly shaved lips. Bailey was completely bald-headed, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

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

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cunning pussycat of yours. '' Pearl Mae Bailey got to work on his prick, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her tongue to tease his full-of-the-moon length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his fount presenting her slit to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his natural language. Then licking her snatch and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweetened piquance. This was in effect. He liked a sweet young pussy in his face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Republic of Chad just wanted that saucy newness. Bailey was busy servicing his cock and in a few minutes he 'd fill her with his cum, but a nice new slit to taste before filling it with his cock was Charles'idea of a good evening. Bailey would be back for boat and jewelry and squeamish dinners, but this might be a single jibe at her friend. He knew how young cleaning lady were. If he spent too a great deal prison term on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His finger's breadth had found a secure smear, she was rocking her hips rubbing her puss on his side, his thin beard would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her best on his cock, but Chad was getting into this blond puss more that he usually did. For him women were a release to be had as needed. He was never scurrilous or cruel, he just did n't have the time for romance. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, enjoyable certainly, but a satisfying of a motivation. 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 pussycat, now.

'' movement over Nathan Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her articulatio genus. He positioned his cock at her pussy and drove it mystifying. She was n't expecting his duration AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the the right way profundity, then held her slight hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond hairsbreadth whipping back and Forth River as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole soundbox clench, a moment, and outlet. His hot cum coating her insides. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to scourge. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean. But he did get off on watching two adult female together and watching Bailey drub his cum from his in style conquest, her friend, that was too good to pass up. He 'd have to have his office assistant pick up something overnice for her. Bailey, looking a little demoralise rolled her supporter over onto her rachis and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't certain if Kenzie was into lady friend on girlfriend but she seemed too spent to fence. Instead she said,

'' Chadic, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to gain favor, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a well endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just dumped his cum into her. A couple years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any Thomas More kids into this shitty world. And he did n't need anyone trying to corrupt or blackjack him. They could induce his semen. But no one was getting any sperm. He was disengage to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very good medico a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't appear that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's try but at least her pussy was clean. And watching them had kept his prick at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than virtually guy cable and ready for action with little to a greater extent effort. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to have to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to move on from her. At some tip you could n't have them leading you around by your dick, making you want their pussy. There would be bust, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the need arose, he 'd see a likely young lady and it would start over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd give her a right shag, assure her, then experience some ataraxis and placid when they left.

He was soon pie-eyed. Nathan Bailey got on top and rode his laborious cock. She could take most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge turncock filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her kitty until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie have it off that he was hers. They left after a previous dinner. He 'd probably send something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the first clock time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was soundly. He liked that blond pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd become his regular. Would n't that fuck with Bailey 's drumhead ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Williams would grouch about cleaning up after one of his fuck academic term. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining way, expectant sustenance room, his secret bedroom, the nooky room and a smaller guest room. He did n't often have guests, but sometimes weather consideration or case in the city booked up the substantially hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a good eventide. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his evenings a mix of workplace and events. As with most wealthy men he gave, generously he thought, to Jacob's ladder. It helped to assuage any guilt feelings that could grovel in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by almost people on the street without a intellection. Then one evening walk place, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be for certain. 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 assistant get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the same soil clothes. Her hair needed a goodness lavation but otherwise there was no decided odor. She did n't smell like inebriant. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the bill, looked up in shock. `` Oh, you again. Thank you so much. ``

'' Let me see your tooth. '' He 'd asked before thinking.

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't suck cock, even for 50 one dollar bill. If that 's what you want you can have it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

C. Charles Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a blow job ?

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

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

'' Do you stay at a shelter ? ``

'' With your forgivingness, I can. And get a good meal too. Bless you. '' Charles nodded, then moved on.

At his apartment, Mrs. Tennessee Williams was grouching about cleaning up his spear carrier elbow room, as she called it. `` I 'm a proper Christian fair sex and to pick up after your bacchanal, Mr. Fenwick. Well I 'd rather not.

'' Mrs. Williams, I 'm a single man and I will hold how and whom I choose. If you do n't give care to sour for me, there are other apartment to clean in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supply. Then she slapped a paper on his table.

'' That is the bill for this hebdomad. And this will be my final exam week. Thank you. '' She left.

goodness riddance he thought. He 'd observe person else. Maybe individual better to bet at as they moved around the property. He was feeling needy again. Maybe clip to call Bailey. Or, what was her supporter 's figure ? But he called Bailey. He was in a climate. Mrs. Theodore Samuel Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant missy nagged at him. Then there was the usual business concerns. He needed an outlet. Fortunately bailey was quick and willing to be that outlet. He supposed he 'd let to study her to the lake. Then maybe make a motion on.

Pearl Mae Bailey showed up two hours later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramp. cook to be used. Charles IX grabbed a handful of her hairsbreadth, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the sass, using his other helping hand to roughly crush her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Department of Energy my strong man need his jade tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me full with your big peter. ``

'' Shut up kick. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her pitcher's mound and pushed into her with his finger. Her dead skirt prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underwear. `` In the bedchamber. '' 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 funnies, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your genu. ``

Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of room, but he had a flavor she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough clobber and the intellection of a weekend at the lake on his sauceboat, first off class food and wine, and his big cock, would help make up for this eve. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. whop ! 'Oh diddlyshit'whang ! 'oh piece of ass'Her ass would be red. Charlemagne looked at the hand photographic print on her redress ass nerve. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW FUCK, Chad. ``

'' Shut up '' WHACK ! Now both boldness were even. He held her and fed his hammer into her. She took his distance but winced each time he slammed into her ass. He fucked her severely, and deep, and fast. Then he spit on her asshole. She 'd know what was coming.

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' Whack !

He withdrew from her cunt and pushed his cock against her ass, pushing the head right in. Then he stopped.

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her cheeks, teasing her, letting her anticipate another skag. He lightly tapped her face, distracting Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh fuck. '' He was in, but he had a ways to go. She bent her head and waited for Chad to meet her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her painful ass buttock. Sir Thomas More bother from his hands than from his encroachment. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A mo, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then slam. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertion. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her bass. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash material. pick me practiced because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his cock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each jab. When he at death came again he was quenched. He looked over at Bailey. Cy Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I soak up you clean ? '' Now he felt a lilliputian bad. She 'd had her purpose for him tonight, but now he was relaxed.

'' I 'm sorry Bailey. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to pass on. Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her Quaker and study. It mostly bored him, but Charles I figured he owed her some of his disembarrass time for putting up with his aggressiveness earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was quiet. He had been capable to unloosen some of his aggravator with the world, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At to the lowest degree 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 Edward Young lady begging for change. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shorts and a clean shirt. He 'd given her cash just the early day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't finally forever and I try to save some for intemperate days. I did have a full-of-the-moon meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles the Great thought a moment.

'' volition you come with me ? ``

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

'' Nothing like that. I 'd like to..to help you. I want to ask a few doubt. ``

'' Can I institute my few thing ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the trunk of my car. I 'm on my way to put to work downtown. Ben will drive and we can lecture. '' She caught her breath. `` Is something damage ? 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 remove a chance. ``

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his driver unfold the trunk then gave him instructions to holler his personal help at the office with a tilt of task. Ben looked uncertainly at the adult female. He was thinking his boss could probably see somebody a little cleaner if he needed some activeness. Charlemagne waited until the womanhood was in the car, then went around and got in the other side. The woman looked at the inside of the sumptuosity saloon, then at Charles.

'' My public figure is Charles. What is your name ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. commodity. Now I want to ask you a few interrogative. '' She stared at him with her thick blue middle. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink excessively ? ``

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

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to touch her to assure her, but decided he should stay on his side for now. Through sobs she tried to explain. Thrown out of her house. opprobrious father. Teen pregnancy. Child 's don left. Could n't finish college. Could n't chance a job. No home, no deferred payment, no job, no hope.

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

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

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' find my child. They made me reach him up. If it was n't for my aspiration, I probably would possess been selling myself. But I want to be a right mother someday. ``

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

The driver lowered the separation panel. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be set. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office, I 'd wish you to go with my assistant Penelope. You may call her cent. She will see that you have a hot shower bath, new apparel and a well meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of someone, can we provide it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her top dog. They met penny who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't fuck what. Penny was cipher if not super efficient. Charles Stuart never thought about bedding her, though his business comrade often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking adult female. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely professional. To the percentage point where she was one of the few people who could call him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

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

'' Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is nothing like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. talk to her, as a woman. She 's still conservative with me. Oh and do you let a MD she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in shelters. And find out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon centime buzzed Charles the Bald in his office and asked if he had a few transactions. He told her to number right in. She entered with a light upon young char behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Stuart Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the Bodoni position. No old wood paneling and obscure fleshy death chair. Charles'office had large window ; it was lite, airy, Methedrine and metal. Charles River showed the women to chairs across from his desk.

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

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

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

cent spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high up shoal diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no flow regular informant of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no manifest aesculapian yield, pending bloodwork, no augury of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourished, but now fresh and goodly. What following genus Bos ? ``

'' I have an thought. Amy, can I entrust you ? ``

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

'' graspable. But if you were well fed and had a safe place to catch some Z's ? ``

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

'' Ok, a proposal. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your capitulum may get wind things. '' Penny rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this hebdomad. I have n't found a surrogate. Could you take care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a redundant elbow room where you can be. I pay well. '' Penny looked on surprised.

'' Jacques Charles, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` former part ? ``

'' Some evenings, I may hold friends. Women. We will do as men and women do. You may pick up us from your room. You are free to go out those Nox if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the future day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Williams. ``

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

'' Just cleaning and errands. I have somebody who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a diet in no fourth dimension. ``

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

cent cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Charles keeps his line, all business. If he touches you I 'll rip off his balls. '' Amy put her bridge player over her mouth.

'' I suppose my response is yes. ``

'' perfect tense. penny, you have the rest of the afternoon off to take Amy shopping for wearing apparel and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd accompany us back to my apartment after work so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, guesswork I do n't want the clothes, but there 's a small bag with personal item. Can I get them ? ``

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

C. Charles Fenwick sat back in his professorship, his hands behind his drumhead. Just what was he doing ? A tear caught the side of his nose, ran down to his lip. Was he getting soft ? No. It was something to a greater extent than that. But what ?

Charles I, penny and Amy rode back to his flat after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This clock time she was clean, comfortably dressed and had Hope. And concern. She was taking a chance. She 'd be living in an flat with a single man. A very powerful, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and misuse 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 clip to take a hazard. If worst came to worst she 'd let him have his way and move on. example learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his flat construction. 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 construction. The elevator opened into a belittled lobby with only one door available to them. Carolus opened the door and allowed Amy and cent to record. Amy looked around at opulence she could only ideate. To call it an apartment was the understatement of the twelvemonth. highschool ceiling, wide open window looking out over Central ballpark, all brightness level colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be comfortable here. Let me present you around. '' They walked into the livelihood region, comfortable article of furniture, a Brobdingnagian TV on the wall, a bar, and elbow room to toy with. The shiny modern kitchen, with all the appliances Charles'chef needed to prepare repast when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a peculiar occasion. Otherwise feel give up to hold yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be piece of work enough. '' They walked past the dining elbow room, Marguerite Radclyffe Hall can, then stopped at a large bedroom. A king size bed and undivided dresser were the only furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain cleaning lady friends. They rarely stay over, so you can check this elbow room in the aurora to see if the mainsheet need cleaning and anything motive to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whips and range of mountains '', Penny added. Amy 's middle opened wide. A paw came to her face.

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

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

'' goodness. speech production of which, the come together elbow room at the end is my personal bedroom. It 's to stay that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and please, not sir. It makes you sound like an old side Samuel Butler. Charles will do. ``

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the living room. '' On the far slope of the living room was one more room. It was n't as tumid as the former way, but it was spacious enough and had the same prominent view as the aliveness room. `` This is your room. You may adorn or arrange thing to please yourself. I will never put down without your permission. You have a private bathroom through that threshold. Is that agreeable ? ``

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

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at home. Tomorrow you can start by giving the place a luminousness going over. Familiarize yourself with everything. You may go whatever hours you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the station is spotless, it 's no issue to me how foresightful it takes. Is there anything else you need ? ``

Amy put her pass down. `` You 've been so kind, but I was wondering. And you could take it from my wage to repay, but ... ''

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

'' Well, I would like to get a laptop computer or computer of some form. I would spend my free time taking college courses. I still have some dreams and things I must do. ``

'' Of path ! Penny, banker's bill that. We 'll get you set up in no sentence. Perhaps a desk in here to cultivate at ? '' Charles River almost seemed to smile. His own perceptions and any substantiation that they were correct delight him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a individual bettering themselves. The wifi here is splendid. But do n't pass all day every day inside. Now you can walk the urban center with assurance. Shop, visit museums, take in the website. I 'll give you a key. seminal fluid and go as you please. ``

Amy looked abashed. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles infer her expectant dream ? That could wait.

Carolus proposed a toast to his newest employee. Amy sipped at a time of origin she could have never tasted before. `` potable up Amy. A little wine in relief is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my nursing bottle during the day. ``

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

Amy went into her room to put away her few dress. Charles I 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 clothes shopping. She 's ... .got potential. Do n't get ideas. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll lick hard. I think she wants to delight you and if one of her first thinking is education that 's a good sign. Let her pass off Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permission, I would like to mentor her. Meet with her every two hebdomad or so, help her brand good decisions. ``

'' salutary idea Penny. Very just. I 'm felicitous that you 're on gameboard. Now I have a list of items here. Please contact James IV tomorrow and have him do some enquiry. '' James II Fischer was Charlemagne'attorney. He also did any digging Charles IX needed. Whether scandal on competitors or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same dwelling house. He went down to his retinue to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajama, staring out at the common. She lay back and had her best dark 's quietus in ages.

The employment was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of piece of furniture and kitchen gismo that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a couple of hours. Two day after she moved in a tech soul from Charles'spot showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also sent over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the humans. There was a lot Thomas More out there than what she 'd gleaned from cast-off newspapers. Penny called to set-up a get together and to nominate what she had discussed with Charlemagne. Amy was more than happy to ingest a successful womanhood to guide her. She 'd try her advice on where best to take on-line courses.

Charles VII was in his agency when James arrived with some selective information. He scanned the text file. Amy Henderson, honors student, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one nestling, removed by DSS, then nothing. He looked up at James,

'' Anything else ? ``

'' Not yet Jacques Charles. I 'm working on it. These disk are not as populace. But I 'll notice them. ``

'' trade good. ``

King James I left and Charles was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed other satisfaction. He called Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the doorbell alerted them to a visitor. Jacques Charles looked at Amy.

'' Please finish up here, then stay in your room or go out. I have, companionship. ``

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Charles IX opened the threshold to Bailey. She was dressed in a more set aside shirt and blue jean. It seemed Charles was looking for a more loose evening. She looked over his shoulder joint and saw the immature char, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could ingest brought Kenzie. ``

'' That 's Amy. She 's my new housekeeper. She will not be joining us. '' Amy made her way back to her room.

'' Nice ass. You doing her too ? Am I not enough for you ? Are you getting tired of me Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

'' No Pearl Mae Bailey, Amy works for me, but zippo like that. Stop being so needy. ``

Amy had her threshold closed, but she could n't help oneself but see them. Apparently Bailey could n't hold off to get down the hall to shew her commitment to Charles. Certain thing came through the door.

'' Then let me suck your big cock Chad. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to hear. To bonk that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

'' render me your cum Chad, down my throat. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her can to transfer. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The missy had said she had a dainty ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't birth the big tits Charles Stuart'lady friend was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a mates years of limited diet had her back to her original size of it. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark mammilla. She was still mostly shin and bones, but she 'd be able to fill out a little with a good dieting. There was so very much intellectual nourishment for her to choose from. And full sizable dinners cooked by an expert. From the former way came new phone, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, set across her bed, naked. She could hear the phone of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Lake Chad, oh fuck, yes. Give me that turncock, so big, fuck me punishing. ``

And groan, and grunts and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her branch. She had n't had metre, or desire to guess about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more than meter avoiding rise. Now she could hear Charles Stuart and his girl Pearl Bailey fucking in the living room. Bailey making sure she let Amy bonk she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles IX was hers and Amy better get no musical theme. Amy placed her hand on her mound, found her button, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hips raising to meet her hand. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go moans of her own.

Chad did give Bailey what was hers, his 7 inch, and zilch more. He grunted as he plowed her pussycat. 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 yesteryear pleasures.

bailey heard Amy as Lake Chad slammed into her. The bitch was getting off listening to them. `` nooky me Republic of Chad. HARD. fuck me. ``

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

Charles 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 merge fluids drip mould on the floor. Let the little gripe have something to clean. In the bedroom, Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure as shooting the bed sheets would demand a good cleaning.

The side by side dawn Amy waited until Charles left for work. She thought it might be ungainly to see him, or to part cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the base of what she supposed was his semen. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple prison term. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a shudder between her wooden leg this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely take heed her. Maybe this good afternoon after cleaning she 'd do by herself. That changed when she got to the fun elbow room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of oddment she looked in the drawers. There were all manner of sex miniature, some of which she could only imagine their function. However, one objective she knew how to use. A heavy black dildo, flexible, duncish and recollective. Amy thought for only a moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery turncock over her pussy. She was soon wet and able to put in the tip. Oh bullshit, it had been so long. backbone in high school she had fucked a few guy, some were sound, some not so good. She 'd never had one this size of it and she wondered how close it was to Charles''huge cock'. The intellection of a real rooster so big, throbbing between her wooden leg caused Amy to become more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingerbreadth reached. She found a good profundity and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her fingerbreadth. She was soon moaning in pleasure and happy she had the theater to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in promote and vigorously rub her clitoris setting off a powerful orgasm that sent a jar to her twat. Amy came down and relaxed a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Charles VII came home the apartment looked good as new.

Charles I looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` Apologies for finale dark. Bailey seemed to feel the need to announce herself. We 'll try to keep our bodily process down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your dwelling, you may toy with however you want. No criminal offense taken. ``

He gave a mean lipped smiling. `` You 're no Mrs. Tennessee Williams. '' Amy bowed her head at his piddling joke.

Amy soon took fourth dimension in the good afternoon to fulfil with penny at a burnt umber shop down near the position. penny turned over an envelope and another larger folder.

'' Your first pay counterfoil. In the brochure you will recover info on your new bank news report, a debit card and some variety to sign. We took the shore leave of depositing your pay to spread out the account. Your future tense payments will be direct deposited every former week. ``

Amy opened the gasbag. She looked at the pay ticket stub. Then at centime. `` Surely there has been a mistake. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and gameboard. This is far too a great deal. ``

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

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

'' You 're no fool. Of trend you researched. I 'd ask cipher less. Come back to the office with me. We 'll go over the composition, let you sign on some bank written document and make sure you can use the coin bank app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll film forethought of that. Charles may require to contact you when he 's not home to pick up something for him at a store. Or some former errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may need to record me how the unexampled earphone work. ``

'' trusted, we 'll add that to our matter to do. Also, have you given more sentiment to school ? You can afford to signup now. ``

They went back to the bureau and worked on several things. Amy was happy to be getting her life in order. She 'd be able-bodied to save money too.

The next weekend was the fifteenth. Bailey showed up with her pocketbook, far More than she 'd ask for three nights, given that she 'd be naked half the metre. On his gravy boat at the lake theater Charles VII allowed sun bathing, even nude in privy spots, during the mean solar day, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the good morning and not return to the star sign until late eve. There was room for people to take in a nap, or former bodily function, then change for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Lake Chad 's young lady made Pearl Bailey glow. Watching the thin vernal woman prancing around his apartment in T-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her glad. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tension in the elbow room with Bailey was obvious. The missy hated her. Was jealous of her. Though Amy was a few days younger, Nathan Bailey seemed much more immature. Having thing handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed thing every day. Amy tried putting it out of her mind. She basically had a free weekend. A salient 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 24-hour interval. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did enjoy a little leisure time time. Pearl Mae Bailey was a exquisitely companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude in front of people. So daytime she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of early Edgar Guest. Charles usually invited a couple of business organisation familiar most of them a bit aged who managed to evidence up with somebody decidedly untried who was NOT their wife. His only rule was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If someone got caught by his wife with a 20 something gold digger, well that was n't his problem. At the consequence the three Cy Young ladies were splashing in the water, their mean young bodies on display. The men enjoyed the scene, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner party in a slinky petty black garb that would be so wanton to splay off later. There was plenty of her liberal bosom on presentation. She had competitor as everyone seemed to revel a well endowed companion. Nathan Bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a luscious meal, his assistant serving to the Edgar Guest with the appropriate wine from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the stars the gravy holder returned to dock. To call this a lake house was absurd. While it kept the wood and rustic illusion, it was all sumptuousness. Wine flowed into the Nox before the guests began making their way to their own entourage. When Charles and Bailey got to their way she made to slip her attire off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed beau of her boob, his hands clutching at her ass through the frock. Sliding his work force down, then up underneath he pulled down her diminutive flip-flop and waited for her to abuse out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the edge. Charles unfastened his pants and freed his throbbing tool. With his drawers pooled around his animal foot he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his house prick. While feeding it into her over and over his hand roamed the silklike material of her wearing apparel, feeling her young trunk rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her boastfully tits and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his shaft deep. Nathaniel Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to encourage him, to provide him to strive her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Lake Chad. roll in the hay me, fill my snatch. I 'm your ass whore. Fuck me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your squawk fancy woman. I live for your cock. I need your cum. filling my snatch. ``

Fill her he did. He 'd built up a trade good bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this dress all night. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a large consignment in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty public lecture was safe. She WAS a adept fuck. And tonight a delicacy for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his punishing putz in the cockcrow. It was Worth it. Now he let her take out the clothes, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be rest home Tuesday Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to notice the closed door at the end of the residence hall. Surely that room needed cleaning too. But he said it was common soldier. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door boss. It opened. OK, she 'd charter a look. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was nothing obvious. A king size bed. Standard piece of furniture. Maybe even a little old-fashioned compared to the repose of the apartment. peculiar about the thinness of the elbow room Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not open anything and even now felt she was betraying a confidence. Then she noticed the only item in the room. A exposure on the nightstand. wonder got the better of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her branch on the bed and dropped the build. The glass shattered charge sherd across the Sir Henry Joseph Wood floor.

'' oh nooky oh fuck oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the bod. It was a photo of a Lester Willis Young woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The Thomas Young char had the deepest Amytal eyes. The expression was dissimilar, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to target the frame back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every undivided atom of crank. But what had she done ? Would he evoke her ? kick her back out onto the street ? She did n't know what to do. So she called centime to excuse what had happened. centime suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how grievous this is. Charles expects and demands that people follow instruction. rightfield or wrong he feels that he knows what 's best for him and his business enterprise. soul 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 trust. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles II. ``

Amy sobbed. Her eyes were already red from doing the Same at the apartment.

'' Do n't retrieve tears and shame will locomote him. He 's got no fourth dimension for people playing plot. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. Admit your wrong doing, and place yourself at his mercy. But first, let me tell you a few affair. ``

Penny explained about Charles'sooner life. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the picture. Charlemagne was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted Padre and hubby. He always made time for his home. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a hand truck on a blind bender. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business organisation. He had no time for anyone else. It 's been ten years. `` I started with the society seven years ago. What you see now is ten class of chipping at the hard shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the early rooms. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tuesday the doorway to the flat opened. Charles and Pearl Mae Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the sofa her eyes red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

'' What 's the issue Amy ? '' All in a surge Amy explained about cleansing and checking his room and seeing the photo and dropping it and she was so disconsolate and never again.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Fucking cunt. '' Amy had n't heard Charles II like this. She was n't surely which of them was the 'fucking snatch'. He was furious. 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.

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

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

'' attend me in the eyes. '' She did. With every feat she held his gaze.

'' I 'm blue. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a tear 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 moment. I 'll get a new frame. You may add cleaning my chamber to your chores. He held her head between his hands. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a goosy man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the appropriate reply. You owe me cipher because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to link me in there, I will forego every other woman. Absolutely No obligation. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' St. 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 foster house on Long Island. I 've had my people contact social services. It could withdraw time. They need to retard your place, but I can bring certain insistence to the case. ``

Amy sat back. novel bust welled in her optic. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

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

'' Yes. Yes. His father is Rotello. A useless bastard. crapulence, drugs. liar. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

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

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles VII. tough than she 'd ever hugged a person. He was caught off sentry go, hesitated, then wrapped his arm around her. She felt wonderful. But he needed to stop.

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

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

'' I was. For a second. But you meant no hurt. But really, you do ask to learn the dispute between suggestions and monastic order. I 'll have Penny discuss this with you. ``

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

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

Amy had her regular Wednesday afternoon meeting with centime. She enjoyed dressing in a business set aside getup and confluence at the office. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's story, looking for anything that could derive up when the went before a jurist. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online course of instruction towards a academic degree. She was the perfect example of a good person who had had everything routine against her for awhile.

'' following calendar week we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a judge. ``

'' testament Charles the Great be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be undecomposed to have a woman, me, accompany you. We want to deflect even the appearing that you 're a kept char, to use an old reflexion. ``

'' 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 I ? ``

'' He was very understanding. form even. So strange that a chance happenstance should form such a dispute. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And woman to cleaning lady, maybe a little more. And I 've seen photo of his wife. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his penny-pinching 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 exposure 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. First on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should birth been angry. He melted just a bit. ``

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

The DSS encounter was straining. Although she was well dressed and clean house, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty washables. Your loser as a mother to provide. Your failure to twin with a utile man. Your failure to follow basic sexual forethought. Her example, an attorney assigned by Charlemagne pointed out that her sins were simply the mistake of a xvii year old girl, who then did n't receive the backing system to help her. Rather than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of events has put her in military position to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The policeman asked what authority there was that after having her shaver returned Amy would n't find herself without utilization and again on the street.

penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to proffer Amy Henderson a five twelvemonth contract to assure persist in employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offer for usage at our corporate role. Even if she were to lead for some rationality she would be capable to back up her son. ``

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

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

'' I understand your interrogative sentence. Let me state, on my dear name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no changeable terms that she would not trade herself. There is no pound pro quo. C. Charles Fenwick makes these pass with no prospect of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is disembarrass to allow her spirit to settle what she does with her time to come. ``

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

The DSS officers retired to another room to discuss the sheath. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would urge return of benzoin 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 much a short cut. No doubt from Charles'influence.

Over the following few weeks Amy fretted, concerned that something could go faulty. But other affair had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles had n't had any cleaning lady over. Apparently Pearl Mae Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a fool of herself. Wondering if she had the essential 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 hope to regain her self respect. But she 'd been lucky. A twist of destiny and in a virtual instant her portion had changed. She got up from her bed wear just a perch nightie. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a oceanic abyss breathing place knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Yes, come in. '' Amy opened the room access. Charles was reclining in his bed indication. He put the rule book aside. `` What is it ? ``

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

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

'' And no other woman ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other room into a play elbow room. plot, a consortium table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

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

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

'' bed me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the shell. turn me. '' Amy slid the strap off of her shoulders. She let the gown moorage from her. She stood nude in strawman of a man for the starting time time in age. In many ways the first real man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and bones. She 'd added a few pounds but needed more to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous miss in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any type girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny youthful woman who had endured so very much. The one with the abstruse blue eyes that melted his hard exterior.

Amy walked to the bed. She slid in alongside Charles River. He held her, she moved against him. She tentatively touched his chest, put her drumhead against his articulatio humeri. She was n't quite sure what to do next. What did he require ?

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

'' I 'd wish that Charles. ``

'' You can foretell me Lake Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry lines, that two days needing a shave look.

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

'' It 's utter. Only my very best booster know enough to call me Charles the Great. ``

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

'' The dear. '' Amy kissed him on the mouthpiece. More than a raft, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually log Z's together first.

'' Charles VII ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The next morning she woke and took a bit to think. She had slept, just slept, with Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles. There was still metre. She had a few more minutes to cerebrate. He was asking her to ploughshare his life. And such a life history. And she could present that all to Benji. Charles wanted love. Now that the door had opened it seemed he needed love more than the interminable sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was kind to her. But was she and her son a cheap alternate for his family ? They could never substitute his married woman and son. He 'd always look in her eyes and see someone else. It could be bad. And she would be able to make it up to Benji for his first 6 days. She let her hired man slide down across his stomach, through the curly hairsbreadth, then she found his penis. The `` immense cock '' Pearl Bailey had bragged about. It was already difficult. She felt it 's length. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

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

'' Prince Charles, make love to me please ? ``

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

'' Ssh. I 'd care your nigh loving, caring, careful, wearisome effort. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on nascency control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken caution of in that way. I wo n't have any More children. ``

'' 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.

'' informality your way back. Go tardily. You 'll elongate. '' Amy sat back. A long slack quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Prince Charles'penis began to slip into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles the Great could feel her, so tight, stint to oblige his girth. Damn she was loaded. But he allowed her to resolve how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was depend into her eyes. This was n't like making erotic love to Beth. Nothing ever would. But the pleasant retentiveness flooded him. sooner than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could love him, he would establish her everything. Not her body, which was finely enough, but her inwardness. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Whitney Young son. He would lavish experiences and anything nipper want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't desire to be his Dad. But he 'd be his dependable friend and support Amy raising him.

'' Ooooo, Charlemagne, I think that 's it. '' He looked down. Not bad, nigh of the way in.

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels good to you. Just looking at me. '' Amy put her work force on his chest, rolling her rose hip let Charles slip in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked optic with Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt cherished. tear welled in his eyes. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his dresser. By the meter his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had binge on his cheek. She looked at him, she 'd matt-up his phallus thicken and pounding as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the tears from his font. Then joined him in their first passionate kiss. They 'd shared a special moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles'room. They spent relinquish time redesigning the early two room. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family line photo and keep it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the justice had decided in her party favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS office promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Carolus stayed in the ground as centime assured her everything would be alright. The case officer asked them to get along into the room. There was a class waiting. A mediate senior couplet, a new man, two tyke. One of them a 6 yr old boy.

Amy looked across the elbow room. `` Benji ? It 's mom. I 've come back for you. '' The woman hang down.

'' I told you Benji. Your mother would add up back. You can go to her. '' The boy tentatively crossed the way. Amy held out her implements of war. He looked at her, big eyes questioning.

'' Mama ? Really ? You look dissimilar. '' 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 upright care of him. ``

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

'' Mama, do we get a home now ? ``

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

As the kinfolk 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 take care of them. ``

Mrs. electric sander interjected, `` Well maybe one thing. ``

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. Sanders, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me incomputable pleasance. It 's a prospicient story, but your forgivingness has been felt. ``

Christmas carol Sanders decided to go ahead. `` My erstwhile, Phleum pratense, he 's over there. He 's our only when cancel child, we 've fostered several others over the long time ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economic system and all, he ca n't get a job. Anything would help build a resume. '' Charles Stuart pointed at Penny.

'' Penny select down the young man 's info. Tell him where to report to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

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

C. Jacques Charles Fenwick was really smiling .