This is the introduction to a story that I will be writing more of later. I am posting it early to see masses 's reception and to try the arrangement, it is not a final bill of exchange of the nail introduction but there is a news of warning. This account will take in ABSOLUTELY dreadful upshot come about in it, ONLY read the unhurt account when it comes out if you are OK with the stem posted and NEVER COPY ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fable and just a way to carry a voodoo, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with rabid heel, or prison, do n't do them !

Again this is a rough gulp and honestly this is a porn site, does grammar really count ? delight comment and get in touch if you have any ideas that will be utilitarian for the fib. useless criticism does zippo and ill just ignore that kind of matter. There will be NO SEX in this adaptation of the introduction but expect some severe things in the first chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, authors come and go on this site all the time.

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The names Jagger.

I am not a good man. I lost the right hand to yell my self that ages ago, after I met my genus Bos, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the display and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the Bos, a few years of grunt study here and a few geezerhood of… oh, whats the mundane word for this part, I guess"managing"will do ... managing one of the English operations there, this all made me very well off. My positioning within ... well, lets just call off it,"The Company"does n't even take a great deal cause on my section anymore, so its a very relaxed job. Does n't hurt that it pays well and can be very fun, too.

The political boss has got his work force in just about everything, I think he wants to look into some si-fi shit succeeding but, that 's besides the point of my storey. My boss is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring entrepreneurs over the years has funded some of the full-grown collective power family out there, and his loanword always comes back with stake. I am the head of the loan takings and repossession side of the Boss'work. When a lone comes to my desk for investigation its my job to find out the current condition of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the value of the lone. My"official"claim is private research worker, and while technically true, I guess, it does n't do my job justice.

You know that one superintendent massive tech companionship, yeah THAT tech company, Boss put up most of the starting up on it, off the volume of course. That loan never had no job and is still paying off. Hes got an eye for those things my boss, but not every loan my boss has given go as cleanly as that one. well-nigh people who take a loan fucking suck with money and can never payback the money the gaffer gave them, but that 's where I come in, to get what is owed to the Boss, with interest.

But lets get to the skillful part. The job I enjoyed the most was out west. Some brainy guy showed the Boss his"get plenteous well-to-do"plan and the Boss decided to give him the loan. The amount was huge and the retard put everything up as collateral, his house, his fellowship, the designs of his programme, his family, ya experience standard clobber everyone puts up as collateral.

well the"get fertile well-off"plan of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his entropy and I got in touch with him regarding recovering the gaffer plus. The amount I needed to gather up was n't even that bad after everything was calculated ; just all country owned by him and his immediate kinsperson, any car and good attached to his sign hold, a daughter and his life story. Could have been a lot worse, all that would happen was his wife and 2 of his kidskin would be homeless with zippo but the habiliment on their backs, one kid would answer"the company"and he would be beat, nothing big. Well the obtuse ass ran.

We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the amount that they owe. That means the tabs of any bountifulness hunters and computer medical specialist we hire to cover them down was charged to the contrabandist. All of this is with interest I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also added because I can. I have n't looked at the going charge per unit on bounty hunters lately but the good ones cost a lot. I almost feel bad for the kinfolk of the multitude who run, but I do n't. That 's the job.

wellspring this dumb ass, I 'm just going to bid him dunce from now on, was"lovingly"married with three daughters, perfect for us, terrible for them. Miriam, his married woman, was a super hot Milf in her mid 30 's, who only seemed to give that motherly configuration in her breasts and ass, even after giving birth to 3 shaver. Men would kill for a lover with that flesh, womanhood would wipe out to have it. She had started dating Dumbass young, like veridical young. He was in university almost graduated and she was most definitely was not. An early driblet out of high school school, she had never worked a job in her life, excepting Dumbass to do that function for her. She was kinda stuck up over all but, to her benefit, she loved her family and would do anything for her daughters, something I used from day one.

The oldest daughter was named Anabel. Definitely the sexiest of the entire family. Long legs, gorgeous face, salutary B cup dummy, with her skinny ass she could have been working as a theoretical account if she was n't so lazy. She realized early in life that men would do anything for her and so long as she kept her pussy as an unobtainable prize for them to defend over, they would keep trying to woe her in More and more elaborate ways. After richly schoolhouse she stopped doing anything, instead lounging at home waiting for one date or another to come and direct her to the next company or event. Some how after all this, when I got to her she was still a virgin.

The mediate daughter, Becky, was the contrary of her older sister. Any thing Anabel liked, Becky hated and frailty versa. Becky worked very hard at everything she did and the inquiries that we sent out all came back as her being a straight A student running for student direction Chief Executive. The only when things that the sisters had in plebeian were commanding attitudes and amazing figures. She did n't have the potential to be a mannikin like her sister, a little shorter and with a more full figure but, Becky was no push over in the looking at section. That little excess volume she had on her finger cymbals only made the curves of her torso more fun to look on. She had an push around her that led others to listen to what she said, which led to a modest bonus for us.

The last daughter was the youngest. Callie was an adorable student who 's body fell some where between her two sisters but was no lupus erythematosus of a snatch. Her body was diffuse in all the right blank space and tight where it counted. Her chest was smaller then that of the mother and Becky but, had already surpassed the eldest daughter by a cup size or two. Of all of them, only she seemed to be actually happy, perfectly well-chosen to receive kudos and attention from those around her. She a girl surrounded by inviolable women and a doting Father-God, her syndicate had done a great job of creating a pure and obedient kid who was a pleasure to be with. She is still my best-loved now.

The day that I first approached the family was a great day for me, and the end of their prosperous niggling domicile, but it was n't going to happen all at once, no, I was going to let the debt pile on before I ripped them from their nursing home. Until the"caring"Padre was caught by our men I would own to stay close to his family, to prepare sure they did n't run. boulder clay then, I was going to enjoy this experience to the fullest. All expenses paid holiday on Dumbass'dime, Hades yeah !