This is the foundation to a narrative that I will be writing more of later. I am posting it early to see citizenry 's answer and to prove the system of rules, it is not a final gulp of the complete introduction but there is a word of warning. This story will have ABSOLUTELY frightening case happen in it, ONLY read the whole news report when it comes out if you are OK with the themes posted and NEVER COPY ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fable and just a way to press out a fetich, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with rabid dogs, or prison, do n't do them !

Again this is a rough draft and honestly this is a porn site, does grammar really count ? please gossip and get in touch if you have any thought that will be useful for the story. useless criticism does null and ill just ignore that kind of matter. There will be NO SEX in this version of the introduction but expect some awful affair in the first chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, author come and go on this internet site all the time.

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The names Jagger.

I am not a good man. I lost the right hand to prognosticate my self that ages ago, after I met my political boss, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the show and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the Boss, a few long time of oink work here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane word for this part, I guess"managing"will do ... managing one of the incline operation there, this all made me very well off. My position within ... well, lets just foretell it,"The company"does n't even demand much effort on my part anymore, so its a very relaxed job. Does n't hurt that it pays well and can be very fun, too.

The chief has got his work force in just about everything, I think he wants to look into some si-fi shit next but, that 's besides the period of my tarradiddle. My Bos is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring enterpriser over the years has funded some of the freehanded corporate office houses out there, and his loans always comes back with interest. I am the head of the loan coming back and repossession face of the Boss'work. When a lone comes to my desk for investigation its my job to discover out the current condition of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the value of the lone. My"official"title is private researcher, and while technically unfeigned, I guess, it does n't do my job justice.

You know that one super massive tech ship's company, yeah THAT tech company, Boss put up most of the start up on it, off the books of grade. That loan never had no problems 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. Most people who take a loan fucking suck with money and can never payback the money the Boss gave them, but that 's where I come in, to get what is owed to the party boss, with interest.

But lets get to the good persona. The job I enjoyed the most was out Cicily Isabel Fairfield. Some glorious guy showed the Boss his"get full-bodied easy"plan and the Boss decided to fall in him the loanword. The measure was vast and the idiot put everything up as collateral, his house, his caller, the designs of his program, his family unit, ya know standard poppycock everyone puts up as collateral.

Well the"get rich easy"plan of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his selective information and I got in sense of touch with him regarding recovering the Bosses assets. The amount I needed to garner was n't even that bad after everything was calculated ; just all commonwealth owned by him and his straightaway folk, any car and goodness attached to his house hold, a daughter and his life. Could ingest been a lot worsened, all that would happen was his wife and 2 of his child would be homeless person with nix but the clothing on their dorsum, one kid would service"the troupe"and he would be dead, aught big. Well the silent ass ran.

We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the amount that they owe. That means the tabloid of any bounty hunters and computing device specialists we hire to tail them down was charged to the runner. All of this is with interest I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also tot because I can. I have n't looked at the going pace on bounty hunters lately but the goodness ace cost a lot. I almost feel bad for the families of the people who run, but I do n't. That 's the job.

fountainhead this speechless ass, I 'm just going to prognosticate him Dumbass from now on, was"lovingly"married with three daughter, perfective tense for us, terrible for them. Miriam, his wife, was a super hot Milf in her mid 30 's, who only seemed to have that maternally shape in her breasts and ass, even after giving parturition to 3 kids. Men would kill for a devotee with that physique, cleaning woman would kill to have it. She had started dating knucklehead Whitney Moore Young Jr., like real offspring. 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 dunce to do that parting for her. She was kinda stuck up over all but, to her welfare, she loved her family and would do anything for her daughters, something I used from day one.

The onetime daughter was named Anabel. Definitely the sexiest of the entire family. Long legs, gorgeous face, good B cup bosom, with her skinny ass she could throw been working as a modelling if she was n't so otiose. She realized early in animation that men would do anything for her and so long as she kept her pussy as an unobtainable prize for them to fight over, they would maintain trying to woe her in more and more elaborate way. After high school she stopped doing anything, instead lounging at home waiting for one escort or another to come and contract her to the adjacent party or upshot. Some how after all this, when I got to her she was still a virgin.

The middle daughter, Becky, was the opposite of her onetime sister. Any matter Anabel liked, Becky hated and vice versa. Becky worked very hard at everything she did and the query that we sent out all came back as her being a heterosexual person A scholarly person running for student counsel president. The only matter that the sisters had in common were commanding mental attitude and awesome figures. She did n't have the potential drop to be a manakin like her sis, a little shorter and with a more wide figure but, Becky was no push over in the looks department. That little special volume she had on her bones only made the curves of her organic structure more fun to watch. She had an energy around her that led others to listen to what she said, which led to a small-scale incentive for us.

The last daughter was the youngest. Callie was an lovely bookman who 's body fell some where between her two sisters but was no LE of a catch. Her body was soft in all the decent places and tight where it counted. Her chest of drawers was smaller then that of the female parent and Becky but, had already surpassed the firstborn daughter by a cup sizing or two. Of all of them, only she seemed to be actually happy, perfectly glad to pick up kudos and attention from those around her. She a girl surrounded by strong cleaning woman and a doting father, her family had done a big job of creating a pure and obedient small fry who was a pleasance 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 comfortable lilliputian home, 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 home. Until the"lovingness"father was caught by our men I would have got to bide close to his class, to make sure they did n't run. Till then, I was going to revel this experience to the total. All disbursal paid vacation on blockhead'dime, hell yeah !