Chapter Four : In between clip

Monday

The alarm rang and sortie woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure why ; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the alien every detail of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alarm, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he live what time to set it for ?

Her thought process were all jumbled as she got up, trying to figure out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in reflexive mode, she went to the kitchen to take off the deep brown then went into the john to take a recollective cascade. She used this time 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 actual, there were ache and pains all over her body that told her in fact it was very real. The hot piss flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the pig of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a clump of fingermark. She thought about his threats to watch her every move. She contemplated calling out from employment but in the two twelvemonth she had been there she had never called out, and she was not certainly she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the rain shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore parts of her body and provide a much needed solace for her judgment. She finished and dried off and put on some loose prosperous firm dress, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee 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 look up, then her whole body went soaked, it was a blue 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 symbolization of him. She felt off balance yet again, frightened. After a pickings sometime she shook her caput, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just ignore the notation, not take it. Ah but what would that carry out ?

sally sat down in her professorship and just looked at the annotation, a part of her knew she was going to read it but her belligerent face wanted her to just junk it all. She opened the reckoner and looked for the nighest police station as well as the nighest to her piece of work, she would not yield him the expiation of reading his dullard note ! She found the information and typed it into her headphone. The whole time she had been sipping her deep brown, and struggling to not face at the tone as if making eye contact with the flower was giving in to the man himself. In meter, she gave up, she was funny after all ! She picked it up and took a abstruse breath, turning the note over and reading what was written in a print that was very much like him ; very pointed and straight. Every"I"dotted and every"T"crossed precisely and perfectly. It simply said :

wisecrack, my passion. Do not go to the fuzz, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would wee our adjacent 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 get laid you. think back I will be back, and whenever you see
a single blue carnation you will know that I have been where you are and I am thinking
about you. I will be back for you.

Sincerely Yours.

quip sat and stared at the bill shaking. future face-off ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the cops ? She should, of course. Pretending in a way that today was a normal day with just a small errand to run She got ready for body of work, walked to the bus blockage, got on the bus, and got to bring. She shoved the weekend out of her psyche, but still had a operose time focusing on the task in front of her if anyone had asked her how long it took or what she was wearing, she would not suffer been able to severalize them or carry on her end of any conversation beyond one word answers. Luck for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If wisecrack had known he was watching her through field glasses the unharmed dayspring she would ingest been even more unnerved. He had a view of her sleeping room and the living room, the kitchen was out of his subscriber line of sight however, so it was a good matter she spent a minimum amount of time in it. He had watched her viewing up and register the lack of simplicity, had seen her grimace when she had seen the gillyflower he had left for her. He had watched as rarity and standoff fought with each former over what to do with the peak. The feeling, the luff ignoring of the physical object by being busybodied on her figurer, the glances of interest, until finally the desire to fuck outweighed the repulsive 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 subservient or more refractory. A stubborn char would own just tossed it, in that instance he would either have to step up training or give up it all together, but no she had chosen to read his speech, to see what he had to say and while she may detest him, be scared of him, she was teachable.

He followed in his car behind her checking each diaphragm along the way to be sure enough she did not get off and go to the cops before work. He was pretty sure once at workplace she would stay till closing, but he wanted to be sure she would expect till evening. He watched her enter the building from a close by parking dapple and then tug off to his home base to get to his business.

She was almost to work on when she stopped took some deep breaths and tried to train herself on acting normal. There was no one at work she was close enough with to share this with. There was no one she was conclusion to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her front man door if this alien can still get in what difference does her locking it take a shit. She shook her head steadied herself and proceeded the short space to go. Determined to be normal she looked at the receptionist.

"Hi,"and stopped mid-sentence, there it was ; on Laura's reception desk mocking her, a 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 instructions that it was to go on the receptionist's desk for mortal special. Weird Huh ?"

"Yeah, weird."

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

"Oh I am fine, just did too a lot and did not get enough eternal sleep. I will be better tomorrow I promise."sally smiled and walked off to her cubicle, not sure but felt like she must be 3 shades paler than normal. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the day tasks. She had a desk job working for the nation which was neither glamorous nor horrible. It was a job, sweetheart, with welfare and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty a lot left alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one part and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfect for her.

Once at her desk her opinion flittered back to the flush, she absently turned her computer on checked her e-mail, but she could not stop mentation : He knew where she worked and where she lived. He had said he would be watching her. Didn't he have a job ? Why was he bothering her ? The phone on her desk rang breaking her out of her funk and forcing her to put on a upbeat expression and see what the soul on the other end wanted. The morning time was spent on the diverse project and the required low talk of the town around the office, a posting was signed for a barf co-worker she barely knew, pitiful thing had cancer. All the while her intellect flittered back to what activeness if any she was going to bring. She wondered why she was contemplating not taking any, she did not like him but going to the cops seemed so pestering. Then to have to put words to everything that happened was not the most invoke thought at the moment.

She had tiffin delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her al-Qur'an, but she had early affair on her judgement. Working it out she thought what would she tell a acquaintance if they were in this state of affairs and came for advice ? Why she would insist they got to the copper and would drive them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the cops after workplace, she could not inhabit like this. She checked her phone to reassure herself that she had the info and decided she would go to the one closest to her family. She told the taradiddle in her head, and even wrote down a few key gunpoint she wanted to be sure enough to spread over. She hated the thought process of having to explicate what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While crack worked microphone arranged his day and week, first he called the cleaners and arranged to meet them at Sally's apartment at 1pm to clean the flat he explained he wanted it detailed, drapery, redact, dishes everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 people maybe more he was paying well.

His s guild of business organisation was to get info for this hebdomad's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure chat, and typed :

"Do you have the information requested ?"

He waited a bit, he knew the receptionist saw it right away and would then contact the person he needed to shoot the breeze 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 commend him you brought his start married woman here for education."

"Vaguly, Iranian right ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to bring his second married woman with the savvy that this is a escort detail as well as bringing us the girl."

"Why is the escort of import ? I need to do it what I am getting into. You know that means arming the pilot film and crew right ?"

"Yes, something they pay well for. Why the bodyguard status is this : Cyrus had a girl who was married off and within a year his daughter died at the hands of her husband. Cyrus the Younger found out that the Lapplander man was arranging a marriage within six month of his daughter dying. He felt disrespected by such a poor grieving period and that the man was unfit to be a married man. Cyrus found the family of the girl and offered a better musical arrangement. He wanted to keep her out of the hands of his former son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her house, and him so she is being sent out of the commonwealth. She is fifteen and is coming to be educated not trained so much."

"So is she cooperative or will she try to convert me to let her miss ?"

"Yes she is conjunctive, she knows she is coming to learn how to run a household and entertain Edgar Albert Guest from dissimilar region as an accomplished hostess as well as read and write Persian and English, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will have to hold someone search her well. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his first married woman who was not so agreeable at the time that is why you were requested."

Mike was not a fan of the niqab. They could cover anything under it. He had been in Arabian country enough to be intimate the remainder between the niqab and the burka although few American English did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a female crew member that could speak Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as expatriation job. It was the pilot program job to get the work party and inform them. It was a revolve crew, but a flight like this required four pilots and 8 crew phallus. 2 pilots and 4 crew extremity would be alert and working while the others rested at all sentence usually the geological fault were 8-10 hours depending on the escape clip. No one flew tired, tired meant fault. former than having two female gang member who could utter Persian, the crowd would be picked from 20 the great unwashed who worked with mike. If a bunch had flown on the terminal pick-up they did not fly on this one. They were paid a salary then spare every meter they flew, Thomas More if it was a escort post as this was.

If the escape was leaving from San Francisco the institute would have taken care of all the arrangement, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his responsibility, paid for by the institute. Usually this gang worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to former transit experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the Lapp crew appendage rotated in and out and knowing who would be on dining table.

"Okay I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 shuffle sure the composition are in order at the airport, we will stay the call for 24 hour for ease and tell Cyrus the Younger I will pick up his wife Thursday 10am local time. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday local time and we will bring a cab in unless you want mortal to pick her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"okay then. See you in four years. I assume my pay will be in the cant in 24 hours."

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

His consulting firm was on the up and up revenue enhancement wise. He was not sure what the law would say about his"transferral"business sector. He ensured the condom and speech of womanhood from their defender to The Institute. These women were all signed over to the institute by their families and/or hubby for particular educational role. Some of those were to learn how to serve sexually and some were taught how to run a prominent household well so as to encourage their marriage prospects. It was an etiquette school on steroid. These young woman every apparent movement was orchestrated usually. Some hubby wanted lusus naturae and slovenly woman and sent their 2nd or third wife here to get the family party favor. In addition there was an actual very trade good buck private education component which again was prescribed and approved by the distaff's guardians.

The school for son was across the city and he had done some guarding of male child being sent by their dominate partner to teach how to serve them honorable. Usually his serving were required because the Master did not trust his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew home unaccompanied. The crime syndicate were of all races, but it did bring him to the eye East and Asian rural area often.

Mike was worried about his advance with sallying forth. What if she suddenly got the mettle to go to the cops and he was halfway around the earthly concern. suspire it was a risk he would have to take sort of. He called a flower shop and arranged for one puritanic carnation to be delivered to her every day at different fourth dimension through Sabbatum at different blank space, her doorstop with no notation no vase, outside the police station on the solid ground, even left at her bus stop, random topographic point to shit it look he had his eye on her.

When it was fourth dimension he left to meet the cleaners at Sally's apartment, just in case she was successful in going to the cops he need it all cleaned he made sure the piece of paper were changed out with I he had bought on the way and took all the bedding material on the bed to a cleaners close by where she could beak them up. When he came back to superintend the cleaners and to add tv camera to the house. His vantage peak was well at his slight apartment, but had blind daub and he wanted to be able to tally in on her while he was gone.

After that he made system and waited for Sally to get off so he could follow and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the cops and when the workplace day was done, there was no more polarity of puritanic flowers so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the station that was closest to a bus plosive speech sound and also was the one closest to her family. Determined that this was the compensate choice she got off and proceeded to walk the short distance. She had convinced herself that he would induce no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no grounds. Once in the post the cops could take fear of this right ? There were fingerprints. There was grounds, this would do work out.

She rounded the corner to the chief entrance and started up the front line stairs, when she saw it. A ace blue carnation with a bill taped to it. She stopped dead in her tracks, No ! There was no way ! With wonky steps she approached the gillyflower laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the billet. In the like hand it simply said :

Are you making a good determination, pet ?

Sally walked quickly back down the stairs with the carnation and note in hand. She was on the scepter of split, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her head was screaming. She leaned against the edifice and told herself to just breathe, she threw the Dianthus caryophyllus down on the primer. When she got herself under control she started to think, he could have left that this break of day, 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 aid right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

Well there was only one way to observe out so Sally got her heart up again and walked into the constabulary station and asked to address with someone, preferably a distaff cop. They asked her to fill out class, but she insisted on speaking to a ma'am cop first. The first cop seemed bothered but went to see who was useable. The room access opened and Sally glanced back taking in the bike courier waking in. Her heart skipped a pulsation and her breath seemed to leave her when she saw, he was carrying a blue carnation. The courier rang the Bell and waited with his paperwork setting the efflorescence on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to take a breath. He Knew ! Sally mustered her courage.

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

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

"Who is this to ?"

"The station"

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

Sally knew she was in problem. He was watching her. He KNEW. He had warned her. What was she going to do ? Sally made her way household not really registering the paseo back to the bus stop or the ride back to her flat. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her situation logically and wondered what in realism she could do. If he was watching her, and he seemed to be, then moving was out of the doubt, he would just stick with her. Entering her apartment affair seemed different. She looked around and there was a dispirited carnation in the support elbow room with a note.

Sally, I took the shore leave of having the piazza cleaned professionally. You may peck up your old cover and plane at the cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the meanwhile I have provided new ones for tonight. please do behave yourself between now and then.

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

Mike had in fact been watching the entirely time. He saw sallying forth exit the police station the first of all time then embark it again. The cycle messenger had been sitting by his car waiting instruction and when she went in the secondment time. mike gave the bike messenger the note and flower and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the girl with the card facing her. He had wanted there to be no doubt in her mind who the flower was from. He was disappointed his first substance had not hit dwelling, he thought that the first one would be enough. The messenger reported what had happened and got paid for his time and a skillful tip, microphone was relieved she had not talked to the cops, even though he had taken care of the possible action. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprise, just determined that the lessons he taught would be learned. He needed to sponsor for his side by side sojourn and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the training out, but he thought maybe he needed to rush up his plans.

Today was Monday, pick up was on Th, and they needed 24 hours between landing and flying again so they would forget Tonight, fly into wed., quietus, pick up loading Thursday, fly home, deliver load, nursing home, rest. Depending on how tire he was on Saturday he may reckon in on her without her noesis. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a month off to pass with sortie. They had other transportation experts, but he had a certain report with the more difficult 1, they always came into the institute meek and tranquility after 24 60 minutes with mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flight of stairs over was uneventful, and Mike checked on Sally through the tv camera he had set up. There were several times he wished he was not working, but working on her. Ah well enough metre for that. Traveling had become a task, it could be exhausting, but he did wish the different life-style. During his stay he went and walked around taking in some local sites, but mostly catch some Z's and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the appointed prison term a Mercedes horde into the hanger with. Mike wondered absently if it was hummer trial impression which seemed to be the new thing with this class of guest. The driver got out and opened the threshold behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward microphone the device driver was going around to the former side. The married man seemed protective of his heraldic bearing seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between mike's crinkle of quite a little and the Thomas Young commission he had yet to see.

"hi, I am Badi ,. I am thankful you will be accompanying my adorable wife. I do ask that you please be measured. The man who wanted her, is very wild, I do not know what he will do."

"We will do our dependable to observe her safe, and bring her back to you an educated and all-round woman."

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

"What is that ?"Mike was getting mentally quick, the ones who told him it would be easy, their adult female were concerted always caused suspicion with microphone, 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 cognizant of that. I have talked to her she understands that she is going to get an education, and there will not be any sex trough she comes menage, but she is still wary. Any sudden touch and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the heads up. She will be fine. Mike motioned over the distaff crowd member who was also Persian. He had her hold for his signal by the plane as business sector was done by the males first then the females came when called.

"Shiva here will be with your Lester Willis Young Brigid, she will search her, and when we board it will be her and Azar who will tend to her. Both girls are Persian, and know Farsi, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able to answer questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this supererogatory arrangement, there was a grounds he asked for Mike, he had heard floor of the other conveyor, Mike was all business. He waved his bridge player without turning around. Quickly the youngster and the number one wood appeared at his side.

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

switch to English Badi then turned to microphone"Mike, Shiva this is my bride please be careful with her."He patted the female child's head often like a Fatherhood would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their language and took the hand of the girlfriend. The two went off to the face and Varisha checked her for weapons then they boarded the woodworking plane. microphone hung back with the husband to give up the ladies sentence to get settled and to serve any last hour interrogative sentence. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the driver. Swiftly the door to the back seat opened and Badi climbed in.

On the planer microphone let Qamar sit in a unlike segment of the woodworking plane so he did not make her so nervous, she seemed ready to bolt if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orders that only distaff members of the gang were to come on her and to make sure she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously eminent strung. As it turned out once mike left her solitary and all the men disappeared she seemed to slack and even talk to the cleaning lady a bit, soon drifting off to sleep. Again he checked on sortie when the clock time changes were redress and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her Dianthus caryophyllus were getting to her, because he would see them in the chicken feed that was sound she had to be thinking about him then.

The trajectory was smooth and getting through drome security was easy 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 spooky, but not objectionable. Mike wanted to lull her down, but figured there was not much he could do being a male person, and given her breeding so he left her alone and the tripper from the drome was very repose. He texted the Institute to let them have sex they were on their way.

Once inside the teachers came out and took Qumar to her new room, which was bound to be very luxurious given her home and Mike sought out an instructor friend.

The instructors had a part flank 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 pitch ?"

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

"Hey I get paid for being a mongrel and fucking cleaning woman, it's a good life."Oren laughed

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

"I got a project coming up, a customs duty job for me. I just taught her some basics, but she needs Thomas More prison term. Besides her basement suite is not done being built yet."

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

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

"Man Mike we used to share them all."

"Yeah phone me sentimental."

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

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

"Oren, I like the mind games I like watching them struggle with their new world and coming to terms with it in one defeat after another, that I am their new world. I want my own special tactual sensation, my Quaker and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"Poor young lady, your feeling is rough."

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

"I have a lady friend that could use your singular natural endowment on the unwilling if you want to get off."

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

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

microphone spent time at the store going over the inclemency of sally's minutes and picking out just the right-hand methods of penalization. By the sentence he was done he was excited about the next weekend with his project.

On the flight home he thought of sortie and all the new matter he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his base of operations, Mike slept, checked on Sally, she was asleep, but her sleeping room luminosity was on….nightmares perhaps ? mike knew that was probably admittedly, but wished there was another way to get inside a somebody's head. They seemed to always have incubus. On the way from the airport he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few carnations here and there in the apartment just to take a shit for certain she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a clock time for atonement. He was going to learn her who was in charge on Friday. Mike went shopping for solid food and other odds and ends to shit for sure he was ready .