Message-ID: <2204eli$9707201353@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2204.txt> From: Francis Dashwood <an18615@anon.nymserver.com> Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (27/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <199707201531.JAA20971@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 27 Mike burst through the door just after four thirty that afternoon, sensing that something was wrong before he was halfway across the kitchen. He poked his head into the lounge, noting that his parents were somber as their conversation ceased. "Mike, do you know where your sister is?" asked Maurice "Er, no. Isn't she with Nikki?" "Not at the moment. They've been gone since early morning" said his mother, Daniele. "What's today?" he asked. "Sunday, August 30th" replied his father. "I think today's the day that Rebecca next door was going to have her church ceremony. Lauren and Nikki were going to be there as well." "What church ceremony?" asked Maurice, a slight look of relief flitting across his face. "I can't remember what the church was called. Seemed a bit whacky to me, a mixture of all sorts of religions" "Mike, I want to ask you something. We think Lauren is in some sort of trouble, and may be hanging around with some nasty people. Do you know if she and Jim have been, you know." asked his mother, looking down at her clenched hands. "What?" "You know, do you think that they have slept together?" His mother spat out the words like rancid milk. "I don't know, how should I?" replied Mike, looking out the window. "Tell us the truth, Mike. This is very important." she said, her voice quivering with emotion. "Honest, I don't know. I know she really likes him. He seems OK to me. What's happened?" "Nothing, we hope." offered his father. "We had a phone call from someone who suggested that she might have done some bad things. I don't want to say anymore, just that we want to talk to her this minute." "Perhaps they've gone to Jim's place. Have you called next door?" asked Mike. Daniele looked at Maurice, silently commanding him. His father nodded his head. "Yes, I'll go and see if anyone's home." The back door slammed and Mike sat down in the vacant chair. "Mike, you really need to tell us if you know anything. There would be more trouble if any of this was true and we found out from somewhere else. Now, do you know if she has slept with him?" asked his mother, sitting on the edge of the sofa. "Mum, I don't know. Really. She's old enough, isn't she?" "No, she's only thirteen!" cried his mother, staring in disbelief at her son's question. "She's only a child!" "Why don't we call Jim and ask him?" "Oh, I couldn't". She stared straight at him, her eyes squinting. The look was enough to confirm that his mother did not believe him. "I'll do it. I'll explain that we're worried and see how he sounds. I don't need to say anymore" said Mike, moving towards the phone. "Wait! Wait until your father returns" said his mother, slumping back in the chair, defeated by the thoughts and scenarios rushing through her mind. She dabbed her eyes with a small white handkerchief, returning it underneath the sleeve of her cardigan. They sat in silence, Mike staring at the blank television screen while his mother stared at the floor. Their heads jerked up when the backdoor creaked open. Maurice entered the room and looked at Mike then Daniele. "I spoke to Claude. Mrs Renzer is out with her ladies, as usual. He says he thinks Rebecca went to this church thing, and thinks that the girls were with her. He also thinks that the church is `in the mountains somewhere' but isn't too sure where. Honestly, the man's a fool. I really have little respect for him. He thinks the church has something to do with Residues, but couldn't be sure. Anyway, he'll leave a note for Mrs Renzer to pop round when she's back from her tea with the ladies." "But he doesn't seem concerned?" "No, but that's probably because he knows nothing!" he growled. "Mike suggested he should call Jim, in case the girls are there." offered Daniele. "I suppose so. Just don't, you know, don't be too blunt. After all, he may be totally innocent." Mike braced himself to get out of the chair when the phone rang. His father picked it up. He listened for several moments before shooing Mike out of the way and slumping into the seat. He covered the mouthpiece of the phone and turned to Daniele. "It's Andre, he's found some sort of video in Nikki's room" Mike looked immediately at his mother, her face drained of colour. He gripped the side of his father's chair for support. "So where did that video come from?" He stared once again at the carpet, frowning. "But how did she get it from the hotel?" Maurice shook his head sadly. "Look, I'm going to call Kristal, she seems to be something to do with all this! I'll speak to you later" Maurice replaced the receiver silently. "What?" asked Daniele. "Andre found a video in Nikki's room - one of several that she has found at his hotel - and played it." Maurice drew in a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "It's quite disgusting. It has teenagers doing allsorts of things and there's scenes of people being whipped. He's very concerned about Nikki, since she's never been out so long without telling them or leaving a note. He's checked with all her friends and nobody has seen them." Daniele shook her head silently as the tears rolled down her cheeks. She left the room and busied herself in the kitchen. Her husband gripped the side of his chair, his anger and concern evident as he pounded his fist on the seat. 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