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Chapter 146: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 12, Twenty-Six Years Ago
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 147: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 13, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Mitch
"Give me my stuff, Angelo."He won't meet her eye as she scrabbles through bags, snatching whatever looks useful and stuffing into a holdall. "Mitch, I'm sorry. He threatened me..."She looks up; the briefest of eye contacts. "It doesn't matter. You were scared. I get it. I'm scared. I'm going.""Where to, Mitch? Where will you go?"But she doesn't answer...He's already betrayed her once..."Mitch, there you are!" She swivels to see Frank propped against the bar. He gives her that big, all-American smile of his. "I was beginning to think you and Larry had run off into the sunset together." Turning to the barman, "Beer and a whiskey chaser, please, Angelo." Then, "What can I get you, Mitch?"Her eyes dart to his and then, flushing, she looks away again, shoving stuff into her holdall."Mitch, what's wrong?"She mutters something incomprehensible.Angelo slaps the drinks down on the bar next to him, but Frank ignores them. "Mitch? What is it? Have I done something t
Charlotte's Search Chapter 148: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 14, Bad Weather
JAMESRain lashes sideways onto the windows.Roll on Spring.Is this blasted weather never going to end?But I'm warm and comfortable; naked next to my dozing Jade-Eyes, her body heat percolating to me. And beyond her...Where's Michael?Got up early...?The wind howls a complaint, rattling glass and the lashing of the rain turns to a spattering...Sleet?Why would he get up early for this?Much better here...... but over the blather of the weather, I hear the hiss of the shower in the en-suite.I consider the tumble of red hair lying next to me.How is she now?Over the shock?Or at least dealing with it?I try an experimental stroke over the curve of a shoulder. She sighs and stirs.She does look much better...Another stroke. This time I follow it through along a smooth, pale arm.The eyes flicker open, green orbs settling on me. The mouth curves up. "Good morning, Master.""Good morning. Slept well?""I did yes."I trace the line of her
Charlotte's Search Chapter 149: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 15, You Can't...
JAMESAnd I draw my tongue in a long smooth stroke through the length of her. And again. Her pussy is wide, swollen and fluid, and as I delve deep, swiping and lapping and licking, she pulses, throbbing flesh carrying the promise of a crashing orgasm...Yes...Drive her over the edge...Withdrawing just for a moment, I repeat. "I haven't given you permission to come."Her voice rising half an octave, "Master... I can't...."And I return to her clit, aiming for the sensitive spot she has to the base, probing, massaging and working her.She bucks, then abruptly stills, although still straining, and I look up to see Michael across the bed, grinning as he pins her arms above her head. "Let's see how obedient you can be to your Master."Draw it out...Ramp it up...She's flooding, shaking violently and I back off, allowing the tension to ease for a few seconds, then taking her clit between my lips, inserting fingers inside her, I both suckle and fuck her, deliberately ta
Charlotte's Search Chapter 150: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 16, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Where is She?
KLEMPNERIn the guest room, the single I slept in is as I left it, the blankets rumpled, the sheet thrown back from when she invited me to sleep with her.Let-down gnaws at me.Did I offend her that much?With a gift?Glumly, I head back out where the taxi driver stands leaning against his vehicle blowing smoke rings into the evening air.He humps my case into the back again. "Where to, Boss?"I give him Mitch's old address; that dingy apartment which, apparently, she prefers to all that I offered her...Gave her...The taxi pulls away, the garish harbour lights irritating me with their dazzle.What do I say to her?Hi... you just flushed my gift down the drain...As we pull up again, I look up, reflexively seeking her window. Again, it's in darkness. I check my watch.Headed out...?Working again?The cabbie twists in his seat. "Want me to wait again?""Please, yes."I don't bother with my case. Instead, climbing the stone steps to the door, I fumble
Charlotte's Search Chapter 151: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 17, Package
JAMES"Morning, Kirstie."The concierge smiles from her desk as we enter and cross the lobby. "Good morning, Mr Alexanders. Morning Charlotte." Then she riffles through a stack on her in-tray. "Oh, Charlotte. Some mail for you. I had to sign for this one." She offers a small padded envelope, then, clearing her throat, "Um, James...""I've not forgotten my promise, Kirstie. I'm seeing Ryan later this week on-site. I'll make a point of allowing extra time for a chat with him.""Thank you." She bobs her head, the pearl on her velvet choker bobbing with her.Charlotte looks curiously but briefly, her attention taken by the packet. She receives very little mail.And there's only so many people who might send her a package...My antennae twitching, "Why don't we go up to my office," I say. "Have a coffee together before we start the working day. You can open it there..."... In privacy...She nods, going into silent running. As we ride the elevator, she crosses her arms, th
Charlotte's Search Chapter 152: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 18, Interceding
JAMESI twirl my fork into spaghetti tinted a brilliant green with pesto. Spaghetti is a food which, while I'm partial to it, I normally reserve for eating in decent privacy. There's nothing like having sauce down the front of your shirt to ruin your credibility. However, given the nature of the conversation I want to have....... Promised to have....... with Ryan, I accepted his recommendation.Won't do any harm to pass a few compliments to his relative...And the food is indeed excellent."Parmesan?" Ryan passes me the grater. "They make the pesto here. Grow it themselves in the gardens at the back.""Really? Great idea. I'll suggest it to Michael and Charlotte. He's looking to build up the hotel restaurant and she's looking for excuses to grow things."And I dry up.How the hell to begin this...?Ryan forks up pasta, chewing, sipping at an excellent white Sauvignon and occasionally glancing up at me. After a few minutes, he says, "So, what is it can I do for you
Charlotte's Search Chapter 153: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 19, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Finding Mitch
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 154: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 20, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Escape
MITCHShe descends the stairs as if the devil is behind her...He is...She risks a look up; the briefest of glances. She can't see him, but the clang of pursuit echoes above her. And she runs...Down two stories, three. Almost to ground level... and there... As she hits tarmac... a door close by... An emergency exit swings open, a body erupting out of it...Frank.He canons into her, grabbing her by the waist, swinging her around."Mitch...""Don't stop." She jerks a head up to where Klempner rattles down the steps after her. "Where's your car?""Basement, but the keys...""Got them. Move."The pair swerve, u-turning back into the stairwell, barrelling downwards. From above, the sound of a slamming door; echoing boots on concreteThey burst into the parking lot. "Where?" She peers into the low dark space."There." He points, still running, snatching at her wrist, towing her along. From behind another crash from a swinging door. From off-side, Bech appea
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