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 Subject: 24 TETMD: The Reckoning Part 3 - Erika

   Story Codes: M/g oral, f/g oral

   Summary: Erika corners Dylan and for change, has her way for once. 
Brianna and Erika bond, as only two young horny girls could.  Events start
to develop.

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   - The Thin Man

   During the drive from the clinic to Jack's place, Erika decided that
Kelly's advice was the only guide she had.  She needed to determine who the
number one man was and see if she could find her way into his favor.  She
liked this guy, who introduced himself as Dylan, who was driving the car;
but, since he was driving, he couldn't be the boss.

   Still, when they stopped to buy her some new clothes and have lunch, she
found him to be extremely polite and generous.  She ordered anything she
wanted, and bought whatever she desired!  Dylan found that he enjoyed her
excitement over her being able to make choices.  He didn't consciously know
it; but, he also began to see the natural beauty and attractiveness of the
girl.

   When they arrived at the big house on the water, she felt incredibly
special!  Everyone deferred to her and treated her as if she were a
Princess or something.  She decided that she could get used to this
treatment.  Dylan guided her into a beautiful room where a thin man was
waiting for her.  After entering the room, Dylan touched her shoulder
enough that she knew to stop and wait.  He then closed the doors and stood
nearby as the thin man approached.

   The thin man wasn't ugly, neither was he handsome.  He was just a man.
He was definitely Asian, but that didn't matter at all to her.  He was
dressed casually, and impeccably.  Erika averted her eyes downward, glanced
back up as he neared and gave him her softest smile.  He smiled in
response. She felt a slight shudder run through her when she saw his
crooked smile.

   The thin man extended his hand to the beautiful girl and said, "My name
is Jack.  I am so pleased you are here with us at my home." He shook her
hand, released it and slowly walked around her, never taking his eyes from
her, except to glance at Dylan and nod his approval.  He spoke as he came
to stand in front of her.  "I am sure we will become very good friends in
the days ahead."

   Erika knew it was her turn to speak.  Looking him square in the eyes,
she stated, "I am very pleased to make your acquaintance Mr.  Jack.  As you
may know, my name is Erika Rollins." Glancing down, she continued, "I, too,
hope we can become good friends.  Your home is beautiful!  I've never met
anyone who lived in such a wonderful place!" Erika now smiled a natural
smile at him.

   Jack felt it in his loins and up into his gut.  He knew that this would
be one of the greatest experiences of his life.  He looked at Dylan and
instructed, "Dylan, please show Erika to her room, tell her how things work
...  what she may and may not do."

   Erika's room was on the second floor of the "guest" wing.  Her room
overlooked the ocean and had access to a well-appointed balcony.  The room
wasn't opulent, but was as luxurious as any four-star hotel room.  When
Erika entered, her eyes grew wide, she turned to Dylan and exclaimed, "For
me?!  I've ...  I've never ..." She didn't finish.  She then spotted her
shopping bags, alongside what was a closet door, and she immediately went
to her new clothes.  Carefully removing the clothes from the bags, and
laying them out on the bed, she looked at Dylan and asked, "I don't really
understand ...  why ...  why is all this happening?"

   Dylan sat is an armchair across from the bed and replied, "You've been
chosen.  Your life will be filled with very nice things ...  IF ...  you
play the game and make the boss happy.  So far, he is very pleased with
you. He likes you very much and wants to get to know you better."

   "I'm glad he likes me, but I really don't know him ...  yet.  Anyway,
what game?"

   "He wants someone, like you, to be his girlfriend.  His lover ...  I
mean ...  the game ...  the game is sex."

   Erika sensed Dylan's discomfort with the question.  She spoke, "He wants
to find out if he wants me for himself.  If I'm going to be his girlfriend.
All of this means I have to have sex with him, right?"

   "Not just sex; you have to want to have sex with him.  He also wants you
to want to be around him, of your own choosing.  He'll decide over the next
few weeks.  If it doesn't work out?  I don't know for sure.  You'll
probably be sent somewhere overseas to someone who'll just use you for fun
for a while.  After that, I don't know."

   They sat in silence for a moment and then Erika asked, "What are the
rules?"

   Dylan proceeded to explain all the behaviors that were expected of her.
He made sure to point out that at all times she must be ready, willing and
able to fulfill anything that Jack desires.

   Erika appreciated that Dylan spoke to her as he would an adult.  She was
picking up something else from him but couldn't quite figure out what it
was.  If she had been a few years older, or a bit more experienced, she
would have understood that Dylan was interested in her, very interested.

  
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   At dinner that night, with just the two of them, Jack was very taken
with the young girl who had such nice manners and understood how to
casually flirt.  He felt his need growing but did not want to ruin his
plans for the girl.

   For her part, Erika did not mind being around the thin man.  She
determined that there would always be something about him she didn't like;
but, that didn't have to stop her from liking what was left.  She laughed
at his jokes, demurely smiled at his compliments, and displayed the best
manners she could muster.  Erika used many of the little tricks that Kelly
had taught her and always kept in mind that it was her job to be in charge
of every situation.

   They strolled along the beach as the sun was setting.  Dylan walked
twenty feet or so ahead of them and two other men followed them at about
the same distance.  Erika thought the evening went well.  She was sort of
warming up to the thin man.  When they turned to head back to Jack's place,
she slid her arm inside of his and loosely hung on to him the rest of the
way.

   The sensation of the girl being on his arm, her small breast brushing
against him had its natural result.  Jack was hard for the first five
minutes of their arm-in-arm walk.  With some simple mind control, he calmed
enough to walk normally.

   When they returned to the house, Jack was uncertain what he wanted from
the girl.  Erika knew exactly what to do.  She looked up at him through the
strands of her delicate blonde hair and asked, "Would you be so kind as to
escort me to my room?"

   "I would love to!" he answered with a smile.  This time Jack presented
his arm and Erika hooked her arm around his.  They walked to her bedroom
door where Erika stopped and turned to face Jack.  She placed her palms on
his chest and moved him downward as she rose on her toes and reached her
lips for his.  She softly brushed her lips against his and then made full
contact.  She gave him a soft lingering kiss before breaking away while
softly pushing him away.  She turned, opened the door and said, "Good
night, Jack.  I look forward to spending more time with you tomorrow."

   Jack stood and watched as she disappeared through her doorway and into
her room.  For a second he considered following her, but then reconsidered.
Jack slowly walked down to the main room, poured himself a drink and walked
out to the veranda.  He saw Dylan sitting by himself at a table and
wandered over to join him.

   "Boss?  I'm kind of surprised to see you down here so soon."

   "The time isn't right.  We're sticking to the deflowering time table. 
Anything else will happen when the time is right.  Christ!  She is
something."

   Dylan eyed Jack, leaned forward and raised his glass to his boss.  Jack
responded and the two of them drank a toast to Erika without saying a word.

   After a short while, Dylan asked, "Boss, when do we make our move?"

   Jack ran the ice cubes around in his glass around and replied, "A month?
Maybe two?  In three weeks we will have a big shipment coming in and it'll
mean serious cash for us.  With that money, we will be able to buy all the
muscle we'll need.  I need you to be thinking on how do we: one, eliminate
Myra; two, remove Nick Manchik; three, kill that fucker Jason up in
Atlanta, and four, do it all in one night?"

   "Shit boss!  Anything else you want done?  Cure cancer?  Stop the tide
from coming in?"

   Jack's response was an icy stare.

   Dylan looked at Jack and said, "O.K.  boss, but ...  and hang with me
... we will need to be ready at any moment.  I don't think we can plan
everyone of those things to happen perfectly according to our time.  I
think something could happen, or an opportune moment could arise, and then,
we would need to be ready to strike.  Three weeks?  We start planning
multiple versions of the same plan, each one ready to go, in let's say,
four weeks.  We bide our time, when the moment arrives, we'll be ready."

   Jack's expression didn't change.  After staring at Dylan for five more
seconds, a smile slowly emerged on his face.  He set his drink down and
stood.  Dylan raised an eyebrow at Jack and Jack said, "Get started on it
...  tonight."

   Dylan rose, but Jack didn't move.  Dylan hesitated.  Jack asked, "Is
Aliyah still around?"

   Dylan glanced down and replied, "No boss, she left yesterday ... 
Columbia, I think."

   Jack thought a moment and asked, "Josie?"

   "Yes sir, still here and, I believe, very available."

   "Give me a half hour and have her sent over.  You start on some ideas.
We'll talk again in the morning."

   Jack quickly headed inside.  Dylan turned away and looked at the girls'
wing.  A light and some motion made him look up to the corner room where he
could see Erika peeking out.  He stepped more directly into her line of
sight and she fully appeared from behind the curtain.  She smiled at him
and waved.  Dylan waved back and then she motioned for him to come up.  He
responded by putting one finger up in the air, to indicate `wait' and then
he headed into the wing.

   Dylan knocked on Josie's door and, soon enough the pretty
thirteen-year-old girl answered the door.  When she saw it was Dylan, she
stepped back opening the door for him.  There were times when Dylan
marveled at his job.  This was one of those times.  Josie was a beautiful
African AmErikan girl.  She was tall and lean with shoulder-length black
hair.  She was perfect in almost every way.

   Dylan stepped into her room and she greeted him with a sleepy smile. 
"Dylan, I'm happy to see it is you knocking on my door." Closing the door,
she moved towards Dylan and continued, "What may I do for you?"

   Dylan had been with Josie twice before and they had a rockin' good time
in the sack.  Dylan looked the girl up and down, sighed, and said, "Not
tonight darling.  You have twenty-five minutes to get to the boss's room. I
think he is in need of a special experience ...  make sure you're ready."

   The smile disappeared from Josie's face but she wasn't totally
disappointed.  Josie knew that Jack played an important role in her future
and the three times she had been with him so far had been more than O.K. 
She looked at Dylan, pouted, and then said, "Oh, alright, I wish you
wouldn't disappoint me like that."

   Dylan stepped towards the door, put his hand around the back of her neck
and drew her in to give her a kiss on the forehead while saying, "Sorry
sweetheart, maybe next time ...  I know I would like to spend some more
time with you."

   "Don't worry; I'll be there on time." Josie said as she closed the door
behind him and headed to her bathroom.

   Dylan continued on to Erika's room where he gently rapped on the door,
silently wishing she wouldn't answer.  Erika opened the door, grabbed Dylan
by the wrist and pulled him into the room.  She scooted around him, peeked
out the door, looked down the hall and then quickly closed the door.

   Dylan couldn't stop staring.  Erika was wearing a translucent, light
blue, baby doll outfit.  Her developing breasts were softly cupped by the
upper cinch to the top, which covered her in a silky fabric.  The rest of
the top was a thin, gossamer-like fabric, which left nothing to the
imagination.  She wore light blue panties that, while not a thong, were
pretty much thong-like in design, exposing two perfect ass cheeks.  She was
wearing her hair down.  It flowed past her shoulders and was a perfect
natural blonde in color.  Although she was barefoot, her legs were still
long and shapely.

   She approached Dylan, took him by the hands and led him to the small
couch in the room where she sat him down.  As she moved him to the couch,
she started.

   "Oh Dylan, I am so pleased that you came up here to visit with me.  I
wasn't sure if you were signaling yes ...  or whatever." Stepping back from
him and running her hands along her torso, she continued, "Do you like
this? I so hope you do.  I used to have one of these when I was a child,
not so sexy though (devilish grin) but still ...  it feels so good, as if
I'm not wearing anything.  Not that I approve of casual nudity ...  I guess
it has its place.  You agree, don't you?  That nudity is O.K., as long as
it's not too casual?  Of course you do, who wouldn't?" Erika started moving
around the room, always keeping eye contact with Dylan.

   Dylan shrugged his shoulders, his eyes locked on the pretty girl and
started to say, "I kind of ..."

   Before he could say any more she cut him off.

   Now standing at the bed picking through some of her clothes, she said,
"Yes, I'm so glad you see things my way.  I so do love the clothes you let
me buy today.  I should put a fashion show on for you." Turning to him
holding a pretty pink dress up in front of her, she continued, "Yes, a
fashion show.  That would be so much fun.  Well, not right now, I'm
perfectly happy with what I'm wearing right now." She set the dress back
down on the bed and moved toward Dylan.  "Don't you think this little
outfit is just wonderful?" Once again, Dylan got no further than a shrug.
"Of course you do, you're a man, right?  (smiling and turning away while
looking at Dylan over her shoulder) Of course you like a sexy nightie like
this.  Do you think that Jack would like it?  Of course he would.  He's a
man right?  I hope you won't tell on me, but, I sometimes call him the
`Thinman.' I would never say that to his face though.  Do you think it is
still bad if one thinks an insult about another, but doesn't express it to
the person?"

   A pause!  Dylan's head was spinning.

   "Not if you like the person and don't want to hurt their feelings." He
said.  " Then no, it's not bad because you're trying to do some good.  I
think?"

   "Oh Dylan, you are so insightful.  I couldn't have expressed it better
myself!"

   Erika moved away from the bed and walked towards Dylan.  Halfway there
she stopped, and continued, "What about Rick and Kelly?  I mean, they
weren't exactly my friends, but they did sort of save me from the mess my
parents had made of things ..." Turning slightly and glancing directly at
Dylan, Erika said, "They did kill my parents, at least my dad, my mom
probably won't last for long.  Anyway, they did do that, but they also
saved me and look!  Look at this wonderful room and all these clothes!" She
slowed and calmed down before starting again, "I honestly don't think they
were going to live much longer anyway.  Those pills were going to kill them
both.  One night in the van, I was pretending to be asleep and I overheard
them ...  they said I was the only asset they had left and for the right
price ...  well, I think I stopped loving them at that time.  Dylan, how
can people be so mean?  How can they plan to sell their only daughter? 
Dylan, who should I hate more?  My parents?  The doctors who gave them
pills?  Rick and Kelly?  Or the Thinman?"

   Erika slumped a bit against the footboard of the bed.

   "Sweetheart, in this life, you are responsible to yourself only, until
you bring someone else into your life." Dylan spoke.  "Your parents didn't
realize this; they should never have started on the pills.  All of their
life should have been devoted to you.  Problem is ...  their mistake was
too large to cover, their weakness and mistake was too big.  You can go
ahead and hate them, it won't change a thing.  Maybe you should pity them,
pity them for being so weak.  The others?  I don't know ...  I do know that
maybe you shouldn't concentrate on hate, maybe start thinking more about
the future?"

   Erika moved to the love seat and took Dylan's hands in hers as she sat
next to him with a leg tucked under her.

   "Dylan, do you like me?  I do so like you but I would understand
completely if you didn't like me.  I mean, just look at the differences in
our ages.  I'm just a foolish little girl while you ...  you ...  you are a
man of the world.  So mature so in charge."

   Erika dropped Dylan's hands and pouted ever so slightly.

   Dylan had been drawn in and said what she hoped he would say, "Erika,
why, I like you a lot.  I've liked you since we both met.  As a
matter-of-fact, you're my favorite girl in this whole place!"

   "In this whole place?" Erika softly sighed, "Well, I would imagine I
would be your favorite over a much larger area." She leaned in a bit more
and moved herself closer to Dylan, taking his hand back into hers.  "I
imagine we just need to spend some more time together."

   Erika gracefully moved from the love seat, sliding softly against
Dylan's leg and with his hand in hers she stood between his knees.

   "I learned an awful lot from Rick and Kelly.  They made sure that I was
as prepared as possible before I came here.  I think I can remember
everything, but I know I'll need some practice."

   She lowered Dylan's hand and arched her back enough to bring her crotch
into contact with the back of his hand.

   Dylan was caught off-guard; he made a move to pull his hand back but in
the process only managed to pull Erika closer.  She took a quick step and
was positioned deep between his legs with her hands on his hand at her
crotch.  Dylan paused to catch a thought when she turned his hand palm up,
placed her right thumb over his fingers and slid herself onto his hand. 
With her left hand, she hooked his thumb and placed it up the front of her
crotch.  Before he knew it, Dylan had his hand filled with Erika's pussy.
Her eyes were half-closed and she was slowly humping his hand.  He was
surprised when he realized he was moving in motion with her, slowly
caressing her soft, pliable pussy.  He could feel the heat on his hand and
the warm moisture spreading through her dainty panties.

   Dylan shimmied forward, running his left arm under her right and pulled
her in for a kiss.  Everything had happened so quick that he found himself
in the middle of a sexual encounter before he knew it was happening.  Maybe
he could stop her, but he didn't want to.  `Fuck Jack, Fuck everything!' he
thought as his left hand began a methodological caressing of the young
girl's pussy.  Erika was kissing him, and doing it quite well.  Dylan slid
his free hand under the light fabric and ran it up to the nape of Erika's
neck.  This in effect pushed the cloth portion of her baby doll over her
nubbing breasts and up to her neck.  Erika released his hand, and regained
her composure enough to lift her top up and over her head.

   Dylan feasted his eyes on the girl and readily began to suckle on her
immature breasts.  Once again, Erika felt the spark in her body that seemed
to run from her pussy to her tits.  She jerked and let out a sensuous
"ooooh," each time she felt it.  She noticed that her hips had taken on a
mind of their own once Dylan had taken charge of fondling her.  She placed
her arms around his neck and loosely held him while he moved his mouth from
her lips to her tits and used the pad of his thumb to manipulate that
certain sensitive spot.

   Erika found that she really liked what Dylan was doing.  No one had ever
showed attention to her before.  Kelly didn't explain any of this!  Her
feelings reached the point where she suddenly gasped for air as she felt a
rolling jolt start in her crotch; it sent a chill up her spine, fog over
her forehead, it ran down through her gut, ignited a spark in her belly
button and then exploded in her pussy.  She shot up as stiff as a board and
let out the cutest little girl yell of "Ooooh My God" that anyone has ever
heard.  After one smaller jolt, she collapsed in a gasping pile onto Dylan.

   Dylan was mesmerized by Erika's little orgasm.  He knew she could feel
more; but, he also knew that this was enough for now.  He held her in his
arms.  He moved his right hand to his nose and inhaled the little girl
aroma.  He then sucked the little girl flavor from his fingers.  He hugged
the girl tighter and felt a wave of compassion flow through him.  He
thought, `Fuck, fuck, fuck ...' He knew he had just likely signed his own
death certificate for he knew he would never let Jack touch this girl.

   Once she regained her composure, Erika knew she had to return the favor.
She looked Dylan in the eye and said, "Dylan, I've never felt anything like
that before!  I cannot let this go unrewarded.  I must return the favor. 
Now stand up for me!" She stepped back and pulled him up to his feet.

   Dylan stopped her and said, "Erika, you don't have to do anything for
me. From now on, I'm here for you.  I ..."

   She cut him off.

   "Dylan!  My whole life I've had decisions made for me.  I never get to
have a choice.  Everyone knows what's best for me.  I've kept quiet and
done what's been expected.  My mom and dad, even though I knew what was
happening, I followed what they said ...  I probably would have let them
use me ...  I did everything Rick and Kelly said.  I did it pretty darn
good too!  Now, I have to wait for the Thinman to tell me what to do ... 
to tell me what he is going to do to me?" Erika paused, Dylan remained
silent.  "This is what I want to do.  I want to make you feel good ...  I
want to make you happy.  Dylan, please, just let me do what I want ...  for
once in my life?"

   Erika stood in silence, giving Dylan her best doe-eyed look.  Dylan
reached for his belt, undid it, unbuttoned his pants and let them slide
down to the floor.  His boxers were visibly tented; he was rock hard and
ready for Erika.  He put out a hand and said, "We can't go all the way, not
yet at least ...  we have to be very careful, you're the forbidden fruit!"

   Erika stepped forward, Dylan's hand came in contact with her forehead
and she casually tilted her head out of the way.  The result was that
Dylan's hand was on her shoulder and it eventually cupped the back of her
head as she moved into him.  Her head came up to just about his neck as she
wrapped her arms around his back and pressed herself against his body.  She
shifted ever so slightly, moving his dick upright along her lower abdomen.

   Dylan let out a moan of anticipation as her hands moved up his back to
his shoulders and guided his face down to hers.  She reached up on her
tiptoes and pressed her lips into his.  If Dylan hadn't completely fallen
for the girl previously, this one simple act sealed his fate.  She felt
marvelous in his arms as he embraced the enticing, almost naked Lolita in
front of him.  Her actions, her desires were so plain and honest, he felt
them in his gut, he found that sensations and feelings were overwhelming
any remnants of rational thought he retained.  Her skin was soft and fresh,
her aroma was indescribable, something he never smelled before; but, it was
something that he instinctively knew he loved.

   Her kiss was soft and tentative, a novel sensation arousing desire and
animal lust in Dylan.  She pulled his head tighter into hers as she moved
his lips open with hers and sought his tongue for a mating dance.  With one
hand, Dylan pulled his boxers down and off his hips, releasing his raging
hard on to press directly onto the little girl.  Erika was too late with
her hands to help him remove his boxers, but just in time to take Dylan's
dick into her hands and start an enticing stroke.

   Dylan paused and enjoyed the sensations running through his body.  He
rolled his head back with his eyes closed and arched his back, pushing his
dick closer to the girl.  He could feel her moving and knew what was coming
next.  He stood straight and tapped his finger on her head just as she was
positioning her mouth near his dick.

   "Darling," he said as she looked up, " untie my shoes and let me get
comfortable."

   Erika smiled up at him and quickly attacked his shoelaces, untying them
in record time.  She grabbed an ankle and guided his foot off the ground so
she could remove the shoe.  This was repeated for the other shoe and his
clothes.  Dylan felt much better, he could easily move about.  He sat back
down in the love seat, spread his legs wide and waved the little beauty in
to finish the job.

   And finish the job she did!  Dylan marveled at the skill the young girl
demonstrated.  He got the feeling that his dick was the only dick in the
world as far as Erika was concerned.  At times, Erika paused and smiled at
him, or commented on how much she liked his dick.

   Erika was becoming an expert in the art of seduction and control.  She
now knew that Dylan was the one she wanted and the one who could save her.
She wasn't lying about his dick either.  It was an adult-man big, not big
like Rick's; but, bigger than the others she had seen.  It fit into her
mouth, she had to stretch and work it, but she could get a lot of it in. 
It felt good.  It was soft on the outside and rock hard in the inside. 
When she sucked him in, she had a feeling of fullness, as if it was
supposed to be there in her mouth.  Sucking Dylan's dick made her feel sexy
and more than a little excited.  She felt it down to her pussy and was
surprised it was as wet and warm as it was.

   Having Dylan in her mouth was exciting and made her feel good!  Erika
decided, right then and there, that this was the only dick she ever wanted.
As she started to work to get him off, she thought about what it would feel
like to have him in her pussy, in that special place.  She looked up at
him. He was gazing directly at her and their eyes locked onto each other.
He gently caressed her head and started to cum.  He winced from the
exertion and grunted as his cum spurt into her mouth.  Erika suckled and
swallowed.  She let some slide down her chin but made sure to take as much
of everything else deep inside her.

   Dylan was in a state of absolute euphoria!  He wasn't in love with the
girl or anything; but, he felt a bond with her unlike he had ever felt
before!  The protective, and yes, the jealous, sides of him emerged.  He
would let nothing happen to this girl while he had a breath in his body. 
He felt his animosity toward Jack grow as he considered his plans for the
girl.  After the deflowering, Jack's plan was to auction her off and send
her away.

   Dylan watched Erika clean off her chin with her finger and then suck her
finger clean while looking at him.

   Dylan knew how his plan would come together.

   At that moment Dylan's mind was made up concerning the future.

   In another room, Jack was positioning himself between Josie's long legs,
preparing to thrust into her welcoming pussy, but with thoughts of Erika in
his mind.

  
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   The next few weeks fell into a sort of routine.  When Jack was gone on
business, Dylan and Erika spent more time together, but were careful not to
be too obvious.  When Jack was there, Dylan and Erika spent time together
when it could be arranged.  On those days, either he or Erika would sneak
to the other's room for a nighttime visit.  When Dylan was gone, Erika
mostly visited with Jack and spent her nights alone.

   After the big drug shipment was completed, everyone had a lot of extra
work trying to manage the all of the little girls that were being acquired
for export.  Money was flowing in and out of Jack's place at an
unbelievable rate.  There was a need for extra muscle and Dylan made the
appropriate arrangements with Rick for his men to provide the needed
personnel.

   Dylan and Rick formed a very close business relationship, so close that
it began to border on being personal.  They always spent more time together
than was needed to conduct business.  Rick asked about Erika and was
pleased when Dylan described how he had decided to take charge of her
future.  Once he was sure that his relationship with Rick was not based
solely on the exchange of cash, Dylan explained how he saw Rick's role in
his plan.

   - Dylan's Plan

   Dylan and Jack sat down at the meeting table in Jack's library to
discuss the plan for Jack's taking control of the Southeast market, and
more.  All parts of the plan were dependent on one thing and one thing
alone, having Myra in a vulnerable position.

   Dylan opened, "Boss, luckily for us, Myra acts like she is invincible;
her security is poor when she is around here.  We can't touch her when
she's out West; and, when she's travelling, well, she's also pretty much
untouchable.  But, I'll tell you, for whatever reason, she lets her guard
down around here.  We must not do anything to alert her."

   Jack nodded and added, "She is sniffing around to try and find the
missing money.  They think they can locate it electronically (smiling and
glancing upwards) but, they're too fancy for their own good."

   "You got it Jack, brilliant move by the way.  So, even when we have her,
we need her calm and unsuspecting.  The biggest thing we need is to get her
and Nick Manchik when they're both in the neighborhood.  If Myra is staying
here, she can be taken at will.  Then I, and three of the men, will
eliminate Nick Manchik at his place.  If Nick is on the road, not a very
good thing, but we may have no choice; then, we set a trap at his next
hand-off point or safe-house."

   "That would be you and the three?  Which three are you considering?"

   "Manuel, Victor, and Reggie; they're the best we got ...  and it'll take
all of us to bring that asshole down."

   "I agree that it'll take all of you; but, the asshole bit is pushing it
a bit much.  This is purely business for me, and therefore, for us.  I know
his loyalties are completely with Myra.  If I thought for one moment he
would join us, I would be talking to him now.  This ...  is about
business!"

   "Yes sir ...  now ...  what if Myra is at Nick's place?" Dylan leaned
back in his chair and answered his own question, "The four of us will
infiltrate and neutralize the both of them.  Of course the best possible
option would be to invite the both of them here with no one else around. 
But, that's unlikely to happen."

   "Dylan, what about Jason?  How do you plan to deal with him?"

   "Boss, arrangements have been made with Vincent in North Carolina.  He
will send ten of his men to take out Jason's operation in Georgia whenever
we ask.  He is very interested in the North Georgia territory and has
always felt that Jason has wanted to expand into the mountains.  If we give
him Atlanta and everything above the fall-line.  Vincent will be happy to
handle Jason for us."

   "Boss, we will end up controlling the entire southeast; and, before
long, everything east of the Mississippi will be ours.  Shit, the entire
Great Lakes region is being run by some construction worker and about a
dozen men!  All we need is the right time!"

   Jack considered all he heard and was pleased.  He would have liked
something more concrete but this plan would require striking at a moment's
notice, adapting to whatever opportunity is presented.

   Dylan looked at Jack and said, "There's one more thing, boss." Jack
lifted an eyebrow.  "With all of this going on, the house will be without
protection.  There will be three men here, but they aren't our best.  I've
made an arrangement and I hope you'll approve."

   "Go on."

   "I've put Rick and the twenty of his Road Warriors on contingency.  They
can be here in one hour once we alert them.  I'll factor that hour into our
plan.  I plan to place them in two barriers of ten men.  The first ten will
be out front of the grounds, the next ten behind them inside the wall. 
Rick will coordinate and stay near the main entrance."

   "Do you think that's necessary?  Who would come after us?"

   "My point exactly, it's an unknown unknown.  We have to be ready.  I
just feel safer knowing we won't leaving the house unguarded."

   "Excellent!  Dylan, you have earned your keep!"

   Jack stood and said, "I will be taking Erika to the steakhouse tonight.
She really enjoyed the hibachi chefs the last time we were there.  Would
you care to join us?"

   "Boss, you two go and have a good time.  I'll just keep an eye on things
around here.  Regardless, I need to get with Manuel, Victor, and Reggie to
make absolutely sure there aren't any fuck-ups."

   - Events

   Two days after the meeting with Dylan, Jack received word from Myra that
she would be arriving in Florida three days hence.  In her message, she
also indicated she would also have a traveling companion who would require
private quarters.

   Jack immediately brought Dylan in from a task and together they began to
formulate a plan.

   "Boss, she's going to stay here?  And she's bringing a guest?  Anyone we
know?  Is she planning something?"

   "Nah, I made some inquiries, apparently Miss Myra has a protégé of
sorts. From what I've heard, a very pretty young lady, some sort of legal
issue.  Regardless, they'll both be here.  I want the girl up on the
waterfront, in the room next to Erika.  Myra stays in the main guestroom
overlooking the side garden.  We need to be patient with this one.  Nick
will still be out of town; but, there are a couple of days that might
overlap."

   "You sure he'll be in town?"

   "She specifically asked that he be here, some sort of special
instructions or something."

   "Where is he now?"

   "He's running through the south pulling off abductions left and right. I
got him so drugged up he's almost left reality behind."

   "You giving him blow and the grays?"

   Jack gave Dylan a nod and added, "He goes through enough bourbon to kill
a horse.  Sometimes I think it's a miracle he's even alive.  Anyway, I've
been thinking.  When his time comes, take him out in whatever way is
needed; but, if possible, send him out with a speedball injection."

   "Boss, that'll be cruel, he'll be aware of his heart bursting in his
chest."

   "So be it.  He chose this life ...  I choose his death.  Let him be
cognizant of his mistakes.  Let him carry his regrets into his death.  He
should have had more loyalty to me."

   "I can't promise the method, but I can promise the event.  I'll see what
I can do.  In the mean time, we need to get ready for Myra."

  
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   Dylan was waiting for Myra and Brianna at the private Executive Airport.
Their flight from Atlanta had been quick and uneventful.  Dylan greeted the
two women formally and started to guide them to the car when Myra
interrupted, "Dylan, you and I need a few minutes alone."

   Dylan glanced over to a secluded set of seats near a different gate and
Myra nodded her head.  She turned to Brianna and asked, "You don't mind if
I have a few minutes with our handsome escort, do you?"

   Brianna smiled at Dylan and then turned to Myra with an exaggerated
pout, "If you must.  You always get the handsome ones!"

   Myra laughed and replied, "You mind your manners young lady!  It'll only
be a moment."

   Myra and Dylan sat across from one another and leaned close.  Even
though Dylan had met Myra more than a few times, he still wasn't quite
comfortable in her presence.  Dylan thought she was probably the most
beautiful woman he had ever met.  No matter how hard he tried, he still got
butterflies and had a tough time speaking clearly to her.

   Myra was so close to him he could easily inhale her heady scent and feel
her presence.  He finally collected his thoughts after she quietly cleared
her throat and started to give his report.

   "Myra, I'm in ...  I totally, one hundred percent have his trust.  He
sees us as partners.  He has put me in charge of arranging for your,
Nick's, and Jason's deaths."

   If Myra was surprised, she didn't show it.  She gave him a smile and
said, "Continue."

   "He showed me the money."

   This caught Myra's attention.  She glanced quickly at Dylan as she sat
up a bit, "Now, slowly and carefully, tell me about the money.  What do you
mean `showed you'?"

   "He hasn't deposited a cent; it's all in a vault off his bedroom.  I
have the numeric combination.  There must be around twenty-five million or
so in one-hundred thousand dollar satchels in there.  He went oldschool and
none of it is recorded electronically.  The secret of the deal is that it's
all from the drug trade.  He never touched the human traffic.  That's why
you were always just off finding his trail.  Anyway, it's sitting there
waiting for you."

   "Dylan, that is outstanding!  You need to make sure the combination code
hasn't been changed.  Tell me about your plan to ...  kill me ...  us."

   "There isn't much to tell.  Jack wants to get you and Nick at the same
time, while Vincent and his men in North Carolina will travel down to
Georgia and take out Jason.  Everyone has been briefed and we're all just
waiting for the order to go.  I'll lead the team to take out you and Nick.
I'll have three men with me.  In reality, when the opportunity presents
itself, I plan on taking out each one of them.  If an opportunity doesn't
arise, I'll make an opportunity.  Once we're done with that, the three of
us, at least, will make the move against Jack.  Jason will have to deal
with things on his own."

   "How will the three of us take out Jack?"

   "He'll be shorthanded and I have control of the extra men assigned for
security.  The man in charge already knows that when the time comes, they
will turn from defensive to offensive stances."

   "If I'm not there, can this still work?"

   Dylan paused before answering, "Yes, I think this will work even if only
one of us is there.  My guys don't know what's inside, but they're more
than able to take control and do with Jack whatever you decide."

   Myra contemplated Dylan's plan and asked one more question, "When will
this happen?"

   "It's simple Myra; whenever you want it to happen."

   "Dylan, I will be leaving in a few days.  I do not know if I will
survive or not.  If something should happen to me, as soon as you hear,
make sure Brianna is secure.  Work with Nick to take down Jack.  Don't
hesitate.  Warn Jason and put your plan into action.  If my trip is
successful, we'll put everything into action the night I return." Myra sat
back and looked at Dylan and then asked, "What else?"

   "I need to safely extract one person from Jack's place."

   Myra sighed, looked down at her hands and asked, "How old?"

   Dylan answered, "Twelve."

   Myra glanced up at Dylan and thought, `What is it with these men?!' She
said, "Make sure she is safe.  Anything else?"

   "No, I think we're all set, we better get going." Myra reached into her
bag and pulled out a slim phone.

   "Dylan, take this phone.  It connects with Nick, Jason, and me.  It's
only for emergencies."

   Dylan pocketed the phone and led the two women to the car.

  
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   Jack greeted Myra and Brianna at the entrance to his place.  He directed
the ladies to their respective rooms and invited them for a light lunch. 
Myra accepted Jack's invitation for the both of them and commented that
after lunch she and Brianna would take a walk on the beach.

   Lunch went smoothly and Jack was a perfect gentleman.  Myra could see
that he was having a hard time keeping his eyes off Brianna.  She wasn't
surprised; Brianna had the same affect on most men she met.  Jack insisted
that Dylan accompany them on their walk as they set off to the shore.

   As they left the house, Dylan pointed out all the amenities to Brianna
and made a point of showing her the corner of the pool deck where she could
lie out and not be bothered.  Myra added that no one would bother her in
the water and the area pointed out by Dylan was considered private.  As
they walked by there was only one person in that area.  Dylan stopped and
introduced Myra and Brianna to Erika.

   Erika took to the two new women immediately.  She commented to Brianna
that their rooms were right next to each other.  Brianna suggested they get
together later.  Myra gave Dylan a look and slid past him saying, "She's
just lovely ...  Jack thinks she's his, doesn't he."

   The look Dylan gave Myra was all the answer that was needed.  They both
turned and looked at the two beautiful girls casually chatting as if they
had known each other all their lives.  Both were lean, long-legged,
blossoming beauties.  Erika was a golden blonde and Brianna was a tanned
luxurious brunette.

   Myra spoke, "Erika, would you care to join us for a walk along the
shore?"

   Erika immediately reacted but held back to see if Dylan would approve.
Dylan nodded his head at Erika and she quickly asked Myra, "Could y'all
wait for a minute or two while I get my cover and sandals?"

   Myra replied, "Certainly, we are in no hurry." Erika quickly scampered
away.

   Brianna stepped towards Dylan and asked, "Is the pool accessible in the
morning?  I would really like to get in some laps before anyone is playing
in it."

   Dylan explained that she could probably do laps at almost any time of
the day.  The pool was mostly used when there was a large gathering.  One
or two people wouldn't get in her way at all.

   Erika had just rejoined them when Jack approached.  "Myra, I hate to
spoil your fun but we've got a call coming in and we should both be here to
take it." Myra shrugged her shoulders at Brianna and stepped towards Jack.
Jack looked at Dylan and asked, "Dylan, may we impose on you to accompany
these two lovely young ladies on their beach walk?"

   Dylan smiled at the girls and replied, "Boss, you give me the toughest
jobs ...  I think I can handle it!" And off they went.

   Dylan had a difficult time doing his job.  He was supposed to be
scanning for possible threats but his eyes kept settling back on the two
lovelies he accompanied along the beach.  He also noticed that every single
male, and more than a few females, gave extended looks at the girls.  Erika
was very pleased at having found a friend.  The two girls hit it off
remarkably well.  Erika was so relaxed that she spoke to and touched Dylan
much more than she would ever have in public.  Luckily, for them, no one
was observing them.

   Erika still didn't fully open herself to Brianna.  She deliberately held
back on her stream-of-consciousness talk until she got to know Brianna
better.  Brianna knew that the pretty girl was holding back but wasn't at
all offended by that.  Brianna figured what was Erika's business ...  was
Erika's business.

   That night, Brianna and Erika passed on going out for dinner with Jack,
Dylan and Myra for some together time with a pizza, up in Erika's room.

   After eating, the two girls wandered through Erika's room idly chatting.
As if out of the blue, Erika began talking.  She started with a soliloquy
about clothes and, before Brianna could make a remark, started recounting
their earlier walk on the beach.  Brianna realized that Erika saw and
remembered everything.  While she spoke, Brianna marveled at Erika. 
Eventually she was able to interrupt and suggested they sit on the balcony.

   They walked out the room and sat out on the balcony.  They watched the
water as the sun set.  There was a large storm brewing offshore and the
sight of it was magnificent.  Brianna finally asked what had been foremost
in her mind, "What are you doing here Erika?  Where are your parents?"

   Erika sat up, sighed, and said, "My dad is dead and I'm pretty sure my
mom is also.  Doesn't really matter, she's gone for good.  All I have is
me."

   "What about Dylan?  He seems to really like you.  I can tell by the way
he looks at you.  And you like him a lot too, don't you?"

   "I think I might love Dylan.  I don't know what that's really like
though.  Dylan is the only one I feel good around; except for you, now. 
Things got real bad.  My parents got messed up in some really bad stuff
with some really bad people.  I ended up being taken by them and had to do
lots of things before Dylan came and got me."

   "Lots of things?  Were you raped?"

   No, not really, I had to take care of a lot of men with my hands and
mouth, though.  I had to watch the leader and his lady have sex up close.
It was sort of gross ...  but, also interesting.  I don't know."

   "Damn girl, that's rough.  Things better now, though?

   Erika didn't answer.  Instead she thought for a moment and asked, "What
about you?  Myra can't be your mom ...  is she your sister?"

   "No, she's my guardian.  Both my parents are also dead.  I guess this is
one of the places that orphans end up at."

   They sat in silence for a moment, and then Erika said, "No, this place
isn't normal at all.  I think I'm being kept for that Jack guy to have sex
with me.  I thought he would have already raped me, but he hasn't.  I think
he wants me to be like his girlfriend or something.  You didn't see many
today, but there are always young girls staying here; maybe for a week or
two, but then they're gone.  I don't know what they do here, but I don't
like it.  I try and stay away from those girls ..."

   Brianna waited for Erika to finish but she seemed to be stuck, "and what
Erika?  What else?"

   "The men, Brianna, there are always men around ...  hanging with the
girls.  Sometimes they go inside, to private rooms for a while.  It makes
me scared."

   Brianna let what Erika said sink in but it didn't make any sense.  She
had no reason to not trust Erika; it just sounded so far out, though.

   "I'll ask Myra about it tomorrow.  No one is going to rape you or make
you have sex if you don't want it.  Understand?  I won't let it happen!"
Brianna got up out of her chair and Erika practically jumped into her arms
and began to cry.  Erika cried the tears she had been holding back for over
three weeks.  Brianna held the girl, trying to be strong.  Eventually,
Erika ran out of steam.  Brianna walked her back into the room and they
said goodnight.  Brianna lifted Erika's chin with the side of her index
finger and gave her a soft kiss goodnight.  "Try and get some sleep Erika,
we'll find out more tomorrow."

   Both Erika and Brianna were snug in their beds in their rooms, listening
to the nearing storm when Myra, Dylan, and Jack got back to the house.

  
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   Dylan had a big day ahead of him so he went directly to bed.  Myra
stopped by Brianna's room and chatted a short while before she left to go
to her room; Brianna decided not to bring up her concerns about Erika and
the goings-on at the house until the next day.  Jack went into his study
and poured himself another drink.  He stood at the window and watched the
first of the raindrops splatter to the ground.  Lightning flashed and
moments later, thunder rolled over the coastline.

   Jack made his way to Erika's room and stood by her door, drink in hand,
for a minute before moving on to Brianna's room.  He softly knocked on her
door and could hear her moving around.  She asked "Who's there?" while
opening the door and peeking out.  Jack moved forward and brushed by
Brianna and into the room.  Placing his drink on the chest of drawers, he
paused to look at Brianna.

   Brianna had her hair in a loose ponytail and wore simple short pajamas.
The bottoms were very short frilly-edged light blue things that made Jack
believe she couldn't be wearing any panties underneath.  The top was a
matching button up blouse that clung to her in a way that displayed her
developing breasts.  Brianna shifted her stance ever so slightly and asked,
"Jack ...  what do you want?  What do you think you're doing here?"

   Jack took an unsteady step forward, reached his hand for her shoulder
and said, "I was worried about you.  I thought the storm might be scaring
you.  I wanted to make sure everything was alright with the most beautiful
guest who has ever graced this house." He started to exert a very slight
amount of pressure, pulling her into him as he took another step to her.

   Brianna said nothing.  Her hand rose and quickly captured the wrist of
the hand touching her.  Her knee shot upward and she deliberately made a
glancing contact with his balls as she followed through with a duck under.
Jack was doubling over as she rose up behind him with a full arm-lock on
him.  She leaned slightly to her right and kicked his feet out from under
him.

   Brianna had him pinned down on the ground utilizing the leverage she had
on his arm.  Brianna then locked his arm down with her leg and firmly
grasped his neck, her thumb applying pressure directly under his ear.  She
leaned down, placed her lips close enough to his ear that he could feel her
warm breath and calmly said, "I could, and maybe should, kill you right
now, Jack.  You wouldn't be the first fucking asshole I've put in his
grave; so, you better not fuck with me.  As a matter of fact, you better
not fuck with Erika either.  If you so much as touch her, I'll kill you
with my bare hands, you understand?" She put a little extra pressure on his
neck.

   As Jack started to reply, Brianna realized that she really wanted to
kill him.  She felt something down deep that was starting to scream at her
to kill the asshole.  She started to exert more pressure as her eyes began
to fill with tears.  Jack was saying something and she couldn't hear him.
She shook the emotion away and concentrated.

   " ...  I'm sorry, I'm really sorry ...  I didn't understand, I made a
mistake, I apologize for my behavior.  I've had too much to drink and
behaved very bad ..." Jack whined on a little longer until Brianna couldn't
stand it anymore.  She relaxed her grip on him and slowly stood up and away
from him.  In silence, she watched him gingerly get to his feet, mumble a
"Thank you" and quickly limp out the door.

   Brianna exhaled, she knew she had to have breathed during the encounter
but it felt like she hadn't.  She gasped for air and felt herself start to
shake.  She leaned on the bed and tried to calm herself.  At first she was
a shocked; then, she found humor in the fact that her nipples were rock
hard and uber-sensitive!  She rose and ran her hands over her tits.  A wave
of energy, the like she had never felt before, swept through her.  That was
then followed by a jolt of anxiety.  Her eyes darted around the room. 
There was Jack's drink on the chest of drawers; there was the spot where
she was ready to kill a man!  A cold shiver rolled through her.  Brianna
darted out the room and with arms folded quickly made her way to Erika's
room.  She had to knock twice before Erika came to the door.

  
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   Brianna came through the door and made her way to the bed, where she sat
down on the edge.  Erika approached her and could tell that something big
had happened.  Erika stood in front of Brianna and extended her arms to
her. Brianna broke out in tears and clutched Erika to her.  As Brianna
cried on her shoulder, Erika held her and stroked her head and back.  Erika
felt wanted and, because of that, she responded with great empathy and
consolation.  She soothed Brianna without knowing what had caused her such
trouble.

   After a few minutes, Brianna was able to compose herself.  Erika quickly
scooted to the dresser and got a box of tissues.  What happened next with
Brianna's nose and the tissues can't be adequately described in words. 
Suffice it to say, Erika was feeling a touch uncomfortable.  Regardless,
once she was nearing normal, Brianna looked at Erika and said, "Jack just
tried to be with me ...  I almost killed him."

   Erika sat next to Brianna on the bed and turned to her, "I was told that
there are some men ...  that if you have to ...  you just gotta kill them.
If you can't right them, then you suffer and do it when you get the chance.
I think Jack is one of those men."

   Brianna was amazed!  "You don't think I was wrong?  I mean I defended
myself and he wasn't going to do anything to me ...  but, I wanted to kill
him ...  the thought got me excited!"

   "You mean ...  `excited' excited?  Like sexy excited?"

   Brianna dropped her head a little and glanced at Erika, "Yeah, I was
definitely worked up.  I'm still feeling it.  It's made me all emotional
and sensitive."

   Listening to Brianna was starting to make Erika feel pretty tingly where
it mattered the most.  She reached for Brianna's hand and moved it to her
lap.

   Erika leaned in to her and said, "Just listening to you has got me
feeling it too.  I can't believe you were able to stop a full grown man all
by yourself!  You're amazing!  And then, you had him in a spot where you
had his life in your hands.  My God!"

   Erika shifted her hips so Brianna's hand was now almost between her
legs. Erika looked at Brianna and realized that Brianna meant as much, if
not more, to her safety than Dylan did.  Erika knew she had to win Brianna.
Erika knew that she wanted to be with Brianna.

   Brianna's senses were highly excited, she was aware of everything; and
everything was as clear as it could be.  She knew exactly what the pretty
blonde girl was doing, and why.  She could sense the sexual arousal of the
girl mixing with her own excitement.  Brianna knew exactly where her hand
was.  Erika's hands were radiating warmth and Brianna could also feel the
heat coming from Erika's pussy.  She noticed that Erika was dressed simply,
wearing a mid-thigh cloth nightshirt with Ariel on it.  It made the girl
all the sexier.

   It had been a long time since Brianna had made a connection with anyone.
Shit, it seemed like years since she last had Ja'quoia in her arms! 
Brianna gazed upon the pretty little girl and knew that if she took the
next step, they would be committed to one another in ways that they could
not foresee.

   Brianna removed her hand from Erika's hands.  She stood, turned to Erika
and started to slowly unbutton her pajama top.  Once removed, she slid her
pajama bottoms down and stepped out of them (Jack was right, she wasn't
wearing any panties!) Erika, at first, thought she was being rejected;
then, she sat in amazement as the beautiful dark haired girl undressed in
front of her.

   Erika had never seen anything like Brianna in her life.  She felt
excited, but scared too.  This was new, very new.  Kelly hadn't prepared
her for anything like this.  Brianna was gazing into her eyes and Erika
could feel the affection that Brianna had for her.  She could also feel the
attraction and lust growing in Brianna.  Erika actually jerked and shivered
a bit when Brianna placed a hand along side of her face and started to
kneel down in front of her.

   Brianna's hand moved from Erika's face and gently moved down the front
of her nightshirt; caressing the younger girl as she knelt between her
thighs.  Brianna laid Erika down and worked her nightshirt up to her waist.
Erika was wearing simple white cloth panties.  Brianna smiled as she
started to caress Erika's pussy through the cloth.  She formed the panties
into a perfect camel-toe in the process and then it became apparent to
Brianna that she was going to be making oral love to chubby succulent
twelve-year-old pussy.  Erika hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties and peeled them down, not wanting to wait any longer.  She lifted
her butt to remove her panties and once they were gone, she lifted her butt
once again as an invitation for Brianna.

   Brianna ran her arms under Erika's thighs and reached up and in to get
at her little girl titties.  Brianna's mouth found its way to Erika's mound
and went to work.  Brianna used her tongue to open Erika's meaty vulvae by
working the tip side to side, and up and down, on her slit until enough of
a cleft was present to allow her tongue the freedom to seek out the girl's
cunt and clit.  Brianna located Erika's clit first and delivered a potent
tongue-tip lashing that had Erika arching her back high off the bed.

   When Brianna explored downward, her mouth sucked in Erika's pussy.  When
she released Erika, Brianna's tongue swirled through her labia until it met
...  a barrier!  Brianna paused, moved back a bit and let her tongue swirl
in again.  Again, it met a barrier.  Brianna peeked down, smiled, looked up
at Erika and started to kiss her all around her pussy.  Using her head, she
nudged Erika further up on the bed until she was also on the mattress. 
Brianna couldn't help herself, she giggled in joy at what she had found.

   Erika had no idea what was happening.  All she knew was that one moment
she was experiencing sensations she had never imagined possible; then, she
could hear Brianna giggling as she kissed her down there.  Erika lifted her
head as Brianna nuzzled her further up the bed and asked, "Are you O.K. 
Brianna?"

   Brianna looked at the girl, planted a kiss on her clit hood and said,
"You're pure aren't you?  You're still a virgin.  Right?"

   Erika didn't know how to answer and before she could think of something,
she heard herself say, "Yes, that's what makes me so valuable.  I haven't
been with a man and I'm still intact."

   For a moment Brianna considered breaking the girl's cherry and making
her less desirable; but then, she realized that by doing so she would also
make Erika expendable, of no value.  Brianna decided to stay in the moment.
"Have you ever had oral sex performed on you?  By a girl?"

   "No, not by anyone.  It sure is amazing, I thi ...  ngggh." Brianna was
lashing Erika's clit again and Erika ended up tongue-tied.

   As Erika was rocking and humping Brianna's face, Brianna was slowly
shifting the two of them so her pussy was moving nearer to Erika's face. 
Brianna slowed down after Erika jolted out two strong pelvic thrusts and
caressed Erika's head with her thigh.  Erika suddenly understood what was
expected of her but she didn't know how to do anything.  Brianna could see
uncertainty come across Erika's face.  Brianna knew what Erika was thinking
and said, "Just use your hand.  Just use it like you use it on yourself. 
Don't worry, if you like it, I'll like it."

   Erika smiled at Brianna and rolled into her, turning Brianna onto her
back so she could have easy access to her pussy.  Brianna was already very
wet and turned on.  Erika ran her fingers up and down Brianna's pussy and
brought about a rolling of her hips.  Brianna was sensuously moaning and
gyrating in response to Erika's ministrations.  Erika was loving the sight
of Brianna experiencing such arousal.  She leaned in closer as she pinched
Brianna's clit with her thumb and forefinger.

   Erika didn't understand what happened next; all she knew was that she
leaned in and kissed the top of Brianna's pussy.  She then sucked in
Brianna's clit and gently rubbed her teeth on it, as she flicked it with
her tongue.  Erika lost contact as Brianna let out a guttural "ooooww" and
curled slightly fetal.  Brianna just as quickly arched her back, driving
her drenched pussy into Erika's face.

   Erika was smothered by Brianna's pussy and found herself loving every
second of it!  She shook her head and tried to bury her nose into Brianna's
snatch.  Brianna began to pop off several rapid little jolts until she
pulled Erika in tighter with her legs and spasmed out an orgasm that had
been one year in the making.

   The two young beauties lay in the bed catching their breath and
collecting their wits.  Eventually Briana reached down and felt around for
Erika's hand.  When she found it, she pulled the younger girl up to her
where the two embraced and shared a loving kiss.

   They lay entwined until Brianna stirred and said, "I have to get back to
my bed.  You going to be OK here by yourself?"

   Erika said, "I'll be fine, you could stay ...  but it's probably better
you go.  Let's have breakfast in the morning."

   Brianna hated letting Erika down but said, "Myra and I are headed out to
breakfast before we go shopping.  That's when I'm going to ask her about
all of this.  Maybe we can get some pizza again tomorrow?"

   Erika rolled to her back and said, "I would really like that; pizza
again tomorrow!"

   Brianna got dressed, stood at the door and said, "Love you Erika!"

   Erika replied, "Love YOU!"

  
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   The morning after a strong Florida rain is, at first, refreshing.  The
rain clears away the bad air and humidity.  The cool breezes of the morning
combine with the new light of day to make one think that all is right with
the world.  As most residents know, this is a welcome but fleeting feeling.
Before long, the heat takes hold and the refreshing moisture from the rain
turns into heavy humidity.

   It was just such a morning as Dylan opened the car door for Myra and
Brianna.  Dylan dropped them at the Hemisphere Center where they sat for
breakfast at The Broken Egg.  Dylan didn't stray far.  He kept a discreet
distance and careful watch to ensure their safety.

   After some strained small talk, and placing their orders, Myra leaned
back in her chair and eyed Brianna.  Brianna felt her look and said,
"What?"

   Myra smiled, leaned forward and said, "It s not you who should ask
`What?' I should be the one to ask you what is on your mind.  The silence
of what you want to ask, or say, is deafening.  So, please my dear ..."

   Brianna fidgeted a bit in her chair, took a sip of juice, and asked the
first of her questions.

   "I understand there are many young girls who come through that house. 
Some are there for a few days or so and then they leave.  Erika thinks
they're being taken or sold.  They seem to be available to those awful men
who are always creeping around.  Is Jack involved in some sort of sex slave
trade?"

   Myra didn't flinch.

   "Yes ...  yes he is.  There is a worldwide organization that is involved
in that trade, as well as the trade in drugs, and, frankly, anything that
has a value.  So, yes, that is one of the things Jack does."

   "And you are his boss?  You run things?"

   "In a manner of speaking; yes.  I'm more like the person who helps the
man in charge.  I manage the personnel, I do not run operations.  All of
this doesn't matter because, yes, I am an important person in this
business."

   "So, the schools?  Everything?"

   "All of it."

   "Me?"

   "Yes ...  you.  I pulled you out of it; next question?"

   "Erika, she says she thinks she's being held to become Jack's girl.  His
personal sex slave?"

   "I don't know about that personally but, I can tell you that if it is
so, it won't happen.  Jack will not be doing anything, to anyone, soon
enough."

   Brianna knew Myra was telling the truth but still felt like there was
more.  "What else Myra?  What else is there?"

   "Hon, there is a lot ...  a lot more than what I could tell you even if
we took all day.  Listen, I'm working on a plan, a plan that will change
everything.  It's taken me years to get in the right position and have the
right weapons ready, at the right time.  You're going to have to trust me.
I haven't always been a good and moral person; but now, now, I plan on
making some things right.  You have to trust me."

   Brianna gazed at Myra and could sense no reason not to trust her.  She
cleared her throat and said, "Myra?"

   Myra looked at her and said, "Yes?"

   Brianna hesitated, took a sip of juice and said, "Last night Jack came
to my room.  He said he was worried that the storm might be scaring me."
She could tell by the look on Myra's face that this was very dangerous
ground.

   Through clenched teeth Myra asked, "And?"

   Looking down, Brianna said, "Well, he tried to make a move on me." She
quickly looked up at Myra and added, "I dropped him before he knew what hit
him.  I had him pinned on the ground and told him that if he tried anything
with me ...  or Erika ...  that I would kill him." Brianna kept her eyes on
Myra.

   Myra leaned forward, placed her elbows on the table, and rested her chin
on her hands.  She studied the girl in front of her.  She had no doubt that
Brianna could, and would kill Jack, given the chance.  She smiled to
herself; Brianna had included the other girl in her threat.  Well, not
really a threat, a fact!

   "We'll be leaving his place today and going to another house," Myra
stated, " a place I usually stay when I'm down here.  You'll meet Nick
today and you'll understand why I prefer staying with him.  Don't worry
about Jack, you did nothing wrong.  When he gets put in his place, he knows
to stay there.  Actually, I'm quite proud of you!"

   Myra was actually quite concerned for Brianna.  What had happened would
only light a fire in Jack.  She knew he would want his revenge on the girl
for her emasculation of him.

   "Who is Nick?"

   Right then the waiter brought their orders; they politely waited until
they had privacy again.

   "You saw his picture back at the home ..." Myra commented.

   "Yes," Brianna interrupted, " I remember, and I saw Jack's picture, he
reminded me of Keith.  I was right about that, huh?  I can't help but feel
that the truly evil one is the man in California.  You wouldn't let me get
anywhere near him.  So, that leaves the guy you met in Atlanta ... 
obviously Dylan ...  and Nick; but, who is he?"

   "You'll meet him today.  You can look at him with those eyes of yours
... then you tell me!"

   "Myra, I can look in your eyes and see a lot, but not enough.  You
really like him, don't you?  It's not, in-love love; but; its love.  This
is a tough one to figure out."

   Myra sighed and said, "I keep telling you, you just have to meet him. 
Lets finish up here; we have some damage to do!"

   The next two hours were spent shopping, shopping as only two
independently wealthy, fashionable women can shop.  Just as Dylan thought
he could take no more, a call came from Jack warning him that Myra would
soon be getting a call that Nick was on his way to the house.  Almost as
soon as Dylan ended his call with Jack, Myra's phone came alive as she
received word of Nick's pending arrival.  Very shortly, the three were in
the car heading to Jack's place.

   Nick hadn't arrived yet so Myra and Brianna headed upstairs to dispose
of the few purchases they made and get changed.  It was at this time that
Myra's phone buzzed, an exclusive tone she had set for one specific call.
The call did not last very long; but, it was one of the most important
calls in Myra's life.  She would be given access to the pig, Shapovolov! 
She would leave in two days.  He was being held in a compound where the
front lines are always shifting.  Certain promises had been made and
understandings reached.  No one was going to guarantee her safety.  One
does not just casually visit the Russo-Ukrainian front line.

   As she had done all her life, Myra moved the news to the back of her
head where she could work it over while maintaining a proper façade for
everyone else.  She began to pick out her mid-day clothes.

   Shortly, Brianna came into Myra's room and was impressed by Myra's
selection of clothes.  She wore a very pretty, deep green, short dress
along with a flashy necklace.  She also had her hair styled so that it
flowed down over her left shoulder.

   "Myra!  You're simply gorgeous!  I've never seen that dress before, is
it new?  My God, your hair!  Hmmmm ...  you are one extremely sexy babe!"

   Myra's phone buzzed, it was Dylan letting her know that Nick was in the
main room with Jack.  Myra glanced at Brianna and replied, "I've always
been fond of this shade of green.  I don't get too many chances to wear
something like this.  You like it, I take it?" Myra then did a quick spin
with her arms extended.

   Brianna laughed and clapped, "Absolutely beautiful!"

   Myra stepped to Brianna took her by the shoulder, and placed a soft kiss
on her lips.  "We'll be talking business for a while; I take it you're
heading to the pool?"

   "Yeah, I promised Erika we would hang out some today.  I wish she could
come with us ...  but that's not going to happen, is it?"

   Myra looked at her charge and saw a beautiful young woman wearing a
black one-piece bathing suit with a white wrap tied loosely around her
hips.

   "No, my dear, Erika stays here.  I do not think you need to worry about
her, though.  You've scared Jack and I believe Dylan wouldn't let anything
happen to her.  Come along, we've got things to do."

   They went downstairs then split as Myra headed to the main room and
Brianna to see Erika at the pool.  There were more men at the pool today
and Brianna felt quite uncomfortable as she walked past the leers and
hungry stares.  She made her way to Erika, who was sitting at a shaded
table reading graphic novel.  Erika greeted her with a hug and quick kiss.
They sat and chatted about Brianna's shopping adventure.

   Myra entered the main room and walked directly to Micky.  She raised her
hand to shake his but instead he politely took her hand and gave it a soft
kiss.  Myra felt the kiss run up her arm and tickle her spine.  This was
the first time she felt his lips and his kiss was soft.  She sat in a spot
where she could keep an eye on Brianna while talking business with Jack and
Micky.  Around noon, Myra excused herself to see if Brianna would join them
for lunch.  She arrived at the girls' table just as pizza and sodas
arrived. After some small talk with the girls, Myra returned and had a
pleasant lunch with Jack and Micky.  Throughout the meeting Myra found her
mind wandering in two directions; one, the idea of putting a bullet in
Jack's head; and two, getting a hold of Micky's dick.

   By the end of lunch, Myra knew what she would do.  She announced that
she and Brianna were going to head back out shopping.  She excused herself
and went out to the pool to gather up Brianna.  They walked, arm-in-arm,
through the house, past the main room where Jack and Micky were watching
them, and then up the stairs.  Myra told Brianna to get changed and then
she headed back downstairs.

   She caught up with Micky as he was heading out the door.  Myra told him
that she and Brianna would be staying with him after they went shopping. 
What could he say?  Of course, he agreed; but, there was more to his
agreement than the usual.  Myra saw a glint in his eye.  She just wasn't
sure who the glint was for.  She had noticed he and Brianna had exchanged
looks when they walked by.  Regardless, it was a done deal.

   Myra turned and headed back inside the house.  Jack was not in the main
room and wasn't out by the pool.  She noticed Dylan over by Erika and asked
him where Jack could be found.  Dylan turned and spoke into a small phone,
listened, spoke again and then turned to Myra, "He's heading back down now
and will meet you in the main room; seems he had to take a leak."

   Jack and Myra arrived at the same time.  Jack gestured for her to go in
first and she did.  After taking four steps into the room, Myra spun to
face Jack.  As she spun, her right hand clenched his neck and she kneed him
fully in the balls.  Jack crumbled downward, shaking in excruciating pain
while gasping for air.  Myra squatted down and pushed Jack to his back.  He
tried to turn sideways and go fetal, but Myra prevented that with a twist
of her hand.

   Myra had him.  She could have killed him with her bare hands, right then
and there.  Instead, she leaned in and said, "Jack, if you ever so much as
look at her again, or if I hear anything about you pulling such shit, I
swear, I'll come back and fucking castrate you!  You'll be begging me for
death once I get started.  As for Erika, I don't give a shit one way or
another, but remember, Brianna likes her a lot.  If you piss off Brianna,
you piss off me."

   Myra released Jack, stood and said, "You got your fucking ass kicked by
two girls in less than a day.  Tell you what, you fuck with that little
girl and I'll just bring Brianna back to kill you.  Dylan is going to take
us shopping now.  When we get back, you had better be somewhere else. 
We'll be out of here this afternoon."

   After some shopping, the two of them packed their bags and Dylan drove
them to Micky's place.

   The difference was like night and day!  Whereas Jack's place seemed
dark, Micky's place had a light, open, airy feel to it.  Micky took them to
dinner, where they had some of the most fun in quite some time.  The
restaurant owner was a delight, the food very good, and Micky was a perfect
escort.

   During dinner, Myra had a hard time maintaining a level of decorum
around Micky.  Her hand constantly reached for his hand, arm, or shoulder.
A few times, she leaned into him when laughing.  They caught each other
looking at the other more than a few times.  Myra was sure that Micky
didn't feel anything different but she knew she did.  She also knew what a
major part of her problem was as well.

   Prior to meeting with Jason, the tech guy, Nadelmann had sent her one of
the videos Jason was selling featuring Micky and Sabrina.  Normally, such a
video would mean nothing to her.  This time she watched the entire
production and found she couldn't take her eyes from Micky.  She knew she
would end this little business venture; but, for some reason, the sight of
Micky having sex with the young girl had a powerful effect on her.

   While watching the video, Myra's hand made its way under her skirt to
her crotch where she began to manipulate herself through her panties.  Her
eyes began to shut as images of Micky's cock ran through her mind
interspersed with visual recalls from times they had spent together.  She
pulled her panties down and, with the skill of a first rate bassist, she
strummed her fingertips across her engorged clit as her fantasy carried her
to another place.  Her orgasm wasn't some earth-shattering crescendo; but
rather, a strong release of pent-up passion and repressed feelings.

   Myra's eyes opened just as pretty little Sabrina was taking Micky's cum
in her mouth and on her face.  Myra shuddered out another, smaller, more
intimate climax.

   Brianna could see, at dinner that Myra wasn't herself and seemed to be
affected by the handsome and very attractive man they were with.  Hell,
Brianna understood Myra!  She found him to be very attractive too and once
she sensed Myra's attraction, her own seemed to grow.

   After returning home, later that night, Brianna excused herself and let
the two of them have some private time.  She couldn't help and tried to spy
on them from the window but couldn't tell what was going on.  Eventually,
she heard Myra return to her room.  Brianna listened carefully and waited
until she was sure Myra was in bed.  She then made her way to Myra's room
and joined her.

   Brianna cuddled up next to Myra on the bed and asked, "Why are you here?
Why aren't you with him?"

   "It just cannot be.  I am his superior, he is younger than I am.  There
are many reasons.  We, you, are much safer this way ...  no complications."

   Brianna adjusted herself so that she was half on top of Myra.  Looking
into her eyes Brianna said, "If I asked you for all of the reasons why you
should be with him tonight, and you answered honestly, your very first
reason would make more sense, and be more important, than all your reasons
not to be with him."

   Stroking Brianna's hair, Myra replied, "Love, you see things so simply.
The world is much more complicated."

   Brianna laid her head on Myra's chest, nestling between her firm
breasts, and replied, "Myra, screw the world!"

   At that moment a roll of thunder announced the approaching storm.

   "Everything is always complicated!  We decide how much of it to allow
in. Right now, the world is you and him; no one, nothing else.  He isn't
anything but what you want him to be and you will be the same for him.  I
can tell this ...  you both need each other ...  tonight."

   Myra held Brianna a little closer, pulled her up a bit, kissed her on
the top of her head, and slid out from under her.  She walked to the
closet, removed her nightgown, put on a thin, almost sheer, robe, and tied
the sash.  She turned to Brianna, softly smiled and said, "You ...  get
some sleep." Then she headed out the bedroom door.

   The encounter was just what Brianna said it would be ...  and more. 
Myra felt ready to face the challenges that lay ahead of her in the next
few days.  She would either be dead, or untold power would reside in her
hands.

   The three of them had a fine day of boating, where Myra shared with
Micky and Brianna that she would be leaving for Ukraine the next day.  Of
course, they objected, but that was all she would let them do.  This part
of her plan came together like a symphony!  Micky and Brianna were working
together to protect her and, soon enough, she knew there would be love
between them.  Not erotic love or intense lust at first, but rather, deep,
heart-wrenching love.

   That night, Myra contacted Dylan and Jason and explained to them her
travel plans.  She also contacted Thomas Donahue and asked him to come to
Florida in three days to look over the new school property that would be
selected, however, in reality, she wanted him around to lend whatever aid
he could if things went badly.

   A day later, Myra started on the first leg of her journey to right the
past and redirect the future.
   To be continued ...