MIDNIGHT Ep. 064: CoUNTdOWN

7:10 pm! The Dive Inn Hotel, Caretaker, South Carolina.

Clinton Biles was snoring like his nickname, a bear. Having been up all day and night between working at Harbinger Shoals cutting trees then becoming security guard. He was worn the fuck out. Peace and quiet for once, he hit the Queen size bed he called home and was out like a light. More apt, out like the dead body Dawn Bearpaw and Midnight Amador happened upon.

Able to drive his own car for once made life so much easier. His wife Mindy was off running errands all day with his new lover Britney Saunders. Yes, they knew and approved of one another. Having knocked out around 3:00 in the afternoon under the air conditioning it was instant Nirvana. Four hours later he heard the door open and found his lovely ladies hovering over him. "Rise and shine! You're relocating, Mister Bear." Mindy crawled into bed and straddled her husband's hips.

"I need sleep." He mumbled with his eyes shut.

Next to the bed stood Britney Saunders cuffed to young Alexis Roster, her free hand covering the girl's eyes. With Clinton nude atop his covers there was a whole lot of hairy real estate to see. Not for the nympho! Ali surprisingly behaved and actually turned her back to him the best she could. Of course, there was a huge mirror on the wall to see his reflection in. Mostly his legs and scrotum with Mindy's big ass on top. Ah, well!

"Moving van is ETA fifteen minutes. I paid the furniture store more than the furnishings are worth to bring them in tonight from Cordoba. You have a brand-new King-size bed to hibernate on Bear."

"Happy with my Queen."

"Aww! As I sit on his throne." Mindy giggled then stretched out over him to kiss her man. "Maybe we should just let him rest Brit. He has had a rough 24-hours."

"You're right! The delivery guys can haul everything in. The only problem I have is Dolan made me promise not to take Ali's cuffs off of either you or I."

"We could cuff her to Bear." Mindy snickered!

"Oh, yeah, that would go over well. You and I have enough to contend with adding Lakshmi to his harem."

"Hey! I have Ollie."

"You had the pizza guy last night too. We are not trusting you alone." Bad enough she sucker-punched the ladies at the furniture store, the engaged salesman and sales lady playing with Alexis in the restroom right under Brit and Mindy's noses. Evil was everywhere and Ali was the Devil's daughter. Worship me Motherfuckers! That they did.

"And her neighbor, and his son."

"Say what?" Clinton revived and lifted his head groggily. "Just since the Rez? Kid, you're insatiable."

"Hey! My future stepmom did the dad."

"Stepmom?" He shook his head to clear the cobwebs. "CC get engaged?"

"Nooo!" Mindy rolled her eyes! "Ali is just predicting the future."

"Fuck it! Get on up off me, Mindy Lou." He took his pillow from behind his head to mask his nudity once Mindy crawled away. Looking over at Ali's back he stood up and ditched the pillow in order to put on his pants. Forgetting the mirror, he heard Alexis praise the Bear God!

"How do you two fuck that? I knew he cut down trees for a living, but he brought a trunk home with him."

Mindy realizing his reflection stepped in front of Clinton blocking her view. "Behave! That goes in my Bearcave!"

"I will if you add, or I'll have Bear paddle your ass." She razzed Mindy! "I'd fucking love that."

"Never gonna happen!" Clinton growled, pants up and zipped. "Either, or!"

"I'm joking! Geez! Tell him what else you bought him Brit."

"Will you shut up already! Can't I surprise my man?"

"Her man!" She pointed at Mindy. "I like how you share each other. Did I tell you Oliver shared me with his whole biker club? The LEZistance too! Girls aren't so bad but I prefer big bad boys... like Clinton."

"Yeah, let's just brag about a gangbang and being chained up in an oil change stall, behind a hidden door." Brit frowned! "I think you should roommate with my mom in the loony bin."

"I wonder how Chantele is settling in?" Mindy dared to ask.

"I'm certain she's screaming her head off now that they've probably burned her fur coat and given her a bath."

"Fancy new strait jacket!" Clinton recalled her last bath at the car wash as he put on a t-shirt. "What did you buy me?" Cheesy grin out of nowhere!

"A razor for your Harley... I mean hairy chest." Ali turned back to face them then palmed her mouth. "Oops!"

"Wait! What? You didn't let me pick out my own bike?"

"I really hate you! I say we gag her and lock her up at Daddy's jail until we get unloaded and set up. We got a text from that ShadowBitch that works with Opal saying Nick paid to get my power and water turned on for dealing with what Opal did to us."

"Jails full remember. Nick is locked up overnight." Clinton combed his hair in the mirror then sat down on the bed to put his boots on. "He has Midnight and Bearpaw in his cell with him I hear. That Opal is across the hall in the cell your mom yanked the wall down on."

"Serves her right! Man, I really liked her until that doping us stunt." Mindy sighed!

"What kind of Harley did you get me?" He grew curious. "What if I don't like it?"

"Gift horse in the mouth?" Alexis opened her jaw wide and teased Clinton. "I'll take that horse."

"Gimme a sock to stuff in her yap." Brit told Clinton. He had a better idea. His dirty boxers on the carpet were picked up and balled in his fist. Taunting her with them she shrieked, laughing as he tried to shove them in her face. She nearly twisted Brit's shoulder trying to evade the Grizzly. All calm now Mindy took out her cell and showed Clinton a photo from the Harley dealership. Mindy was stretched out on the bike posing like a model.

"I know your tastes. Green is your favorite color."

"Fatboy!"

"For a fat girl!" Mindy snickered! "Did I pick the right one?"

"You did good! Thanks, Brit." He pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. "Buyer gets the first ride. When do I get it?"

"It's at the house now. I paid the dealership to deliver it just like I did the furniture store. We drove by the house just before here so it's in the driveway. They even filled the gas tank for you."

"Fantastic!" He rubbed his palms together. "Let's do this. I have to be back at the Shoals by 3:00 AM!"

"Shadow even bought us Korean food. It was on the front porch waiting. I took it inside, so nobody stole it." No neighbors on that dead end street so it was probably safe unless critters got to it.

"Nick's hacker buddy is alright." Mindy smiled! "It's weird but I like her." A ping on her cell which was still in her hand Mindy looked at a text that said. "So, I'm weird now! LOL! Bite me fat ass. Sexy ass, but again I like bigguns!" Mindy busted up then showed the others. "I think we're being eavesdropped on."

"Nothing better to do until Nicky needs me. I should have gotten a side car for that Harley so you two skanks could both ride with Gentle Ben." Even Alexis laughed at ShadowBitch, her humor was too funny. "This text is a secure wavelength I'm always live if you need me. Any friends of the boss are righteous in my book. Well, most of them. I won't even go near the Black Ops Boys. Just the Black Ops Girl! Opie's my bestie! Give her a chance."

"We will." Mindy spoke for everyone, even if Brit and Clinton cocked a brow. "Chime in anytime, Shadow."

"Thanks, Biggun!" Chuckling, Mindy took an ass selfie and sent it to the text. That resulted in a, "WOOOOHOOOO! Moon over Miami!" A dancing emoji then a mooning emoji made the group grin. "I'll leave you to the unpacking. Sorry I can't see the action. My drone is at the jail on charge. I could fly it out to the house, but Nicky might need me. Have fun all!"

"BYEEEE!" A unified effort of cheery roommates. Bear opened the cave entrance and led his clan astray. Outside, he even picked Ali up and tossed her over his shoulder, which meant Brit had to walk behind him to keep up with her hand in the air. Alexis was having a ball. Brit now knew what a side car on the Harley might be like.

********

Londale, South Carolina! The bar called LOADED! All caps! Like a gun poppin' caps in ya! Owned by a retired Marine.

"Why are you on your knees?"

William Gullivant peered down at the gorgeous bartender of Arabic decent. Nova Khar-Issawi even had her head lowered as if respect. Where did she learn all of this submissive stuff? "Forgive me, Sir Will! I approach you out of curiosity. If I disrespect, you I will get dressed and go."

"You're not disrespecting me. I guess you're just catching me off guard. Why would you... you don't even know me."

"I sense your sadness, Sir. I only wish to make you happy."

"Happy, how?" He got hard immediately. Although, he found himself reluctant to get too expectant due to her boss Winston Richards seeming to keep his eye on her at all times. "Don't answer that."

Against his brewing desires to be dominant he crouched down in front of her and reached in to lift her chin. "Look at me." Eyelids open her eyes danced with allure. "Wow! Eyes like that can steal a man's soul."

"Thank you, Sir."

"Let's stand up and get you dressed before anyone comes out. Especially your boss, he looks like he could flip a car over." Helping her up they faced one another under a canopy light. "So, you like what you see I take it." He then picked her dress up from the concrete and handed it to her. She pouted at having to get dressed.

"Yes! Very much, Sir."

"Was I that obvious when I first looked at you? You're on fire. But I guess your name tells all. Nova is an exploding sun." That made her smile. "I found you beautiful at first sight."

"You honor me, Sir. How might I keep your attention? I would willingly do anything to prove myself worthy of you."

"As in be my girl?"

"If I might be considered."

"I need to be honest with you. I have a girlfriend, well, a slave."

"Perhaps I may learn from her."

"Uh? Rather not!" He knew Veronica still had a wild side he was fighting to tame.

"I mean... I don't know what I mean. I love Veronica and she's working at being my slave, she's new to this too. But I won't lie to you, I could definitely see myself being with you." That made her blush. "I'm the boss, so V... Veronica, I call her V, knows I do who and what I want. But I don't want to feel like I'm using you." Dumb! A master uses his slaves! "Unless you want to be used." Better, if not asking rather than insisting. Oh, Nick needed to punch you in the jaw for that.

"NO! GODDAMMIT!" He circled in step growling at his own mixed evolution. Back to facing her he reached up and grabbed her neckline in both hands and just kissed her. Showing strength in his grip she melted into his controlled presence. Hearing the door open he quickly released her just in case, so it didn't appear as if he was assaulting her. A young couple leaving smiled at them and quickly moved on into the parking lot.

"You excite me, Sir." Nova took the risk. "I am at your service, should you wish me to be."

"So, tempted! Didn't I hear something about you going to work for Albert Roster?"

"Yes! Within the week, I think. I will be living with him." Wet thinking about it. Old or not she was infatuated slightly. Mostly due to the T16R355 that made her crave the man's affections. No longer a virgin by her own touch she now begged for something real. "Working at his antique store."

"Perfect! I'll stop by and see you as often as I can. That is if Albert doesn't prevent me from doing that."

"I am certain he will be as much of a guardian as Winston. I do wish a life of... "

"Your own?"

"Yes and no! I want to belong. To be... like you, I am confused. I have only recently lost my virginity. Not to another, but to myself. I have yet to be with a man."

"And you were hoping I'd be your first." Perhaps Albert she thought, a recollection of being in bed with him, but abused by Opal's drug influence tormented her hormones. Her lust was making her fidgety, trembling at Will's returned grip over her throat.

"If that is what you expect of me, Sir."

"Not tonight! You're still on duty, right?"

"Yes! Until we close at 2:00 AM."

"I can't stay that late. Midnight... " He pondered his ward Miss Amador, "... I have a busy day tomorrow." Presumably handling Nick's whore another day at least. "How about I help you move to Albert's?"

"I own nothing. A bag of clothing. Photos of my mother."

"Yeah, I guess you might not need a whole lot moving in with Al. Do you have a cellphone?"

"No, Sir!" He released her, again the door opening up. This time it was the Heavy-Feather brothers. Gently drunk they opted to head back to the Rez before camping out in the parking lot or in some ditch. Nodding at Will, Calvin glared at Nova. A squeeze to the girl's shoulder he said "Goodnight!" Oliver seemed quiet and merely nodded.

"I must get back. Winston will be upset with me."

"You go on in first. I'll follow a few minutes later so it doesn't look bad. We'll talk again after you move to Caretaker. I promise."

"I will look forward to it." He did open the door for her. After she entered, he let the door go and had a fit. Why was he being such a gentleman. "GODDAMMIT!" Round two! Worst master ever! Controlling his temperament William looked at his cell and against his better judgment called Veronica. No answer he began to worry.

"No way is she asleep. It's too early."

Nope! Bawling her eyes out locked in the she shed at Tilly Cooper's house. Her cellphone screen lit up the guardian gnome on the back porch. Call waiting!

********

The Santee Reservation aka the REZ.

"I'm usually pretty ballsy, Crimmy, but I'm kind of afraid to meet your dad."

Crimson Merrick drove her girlfriends sleek red Jaguar through the streets of REZ town. Eyes were definitely looking at the chrome wheels. "More than having your car stolen and chopped up?" Crimson waved at literally everyone even in the dim lighting of nightlights. "I'm saying hello to prevent that. A Merrick driving this ride keeps it in the driveway."

"That's a relief. I'd hate to have to make them poorer than they already are for stealing KitKat here. Red wrapper on the candy bars, Jaguar is a kitty. You get the idea."

"That's cute. So are you." Crimson blew her blonde tomcat, tomboy, all girl, a kiss. "And I'll save you from daddy. He's weirdly supportive of us. I honestly thought he'd scalp his own, especially after what he's been doing to Mikaela. I resisted telling you this, but dad and Mikki are going incest on me."

"Wow! Maybe that's why he isn't against you and I as a couple. He's in the wrong but even though you and I are in the right, to some folks it's just as taboo."

"Could be! I think Dr. Freak warped daddy's mind. It was Erika who brought Mikki into daddy's bed. Now it's almost daily I think, but again, it's only been a few days since it started. It could blow over. Daddy even removed my mom's portrait he had over his bed, so she didn't have to see him tap their daughter. I really stress that someday he might change his mind and try bedding me down too. I am his favorite daughter. Hopefully, our maid Sasha keeps him entertained enough to not picture me. Dr. Freak too! I like the Doc, but she spooks me a little. She's so freaking out there."

"We're in this together, Crimmy. I'll go down fighting for you."

"Aww!"

"Is Sasha hot? I want to know before I go down for you." That made Crimson swat her lover's arm. "I'm teasing!"

"No you're not. Even I think Sasha is hot. We went to school together. I might have had a tiny girl crush on her many moons ago. Even worse, daddy only lets her wear an apron in the house. That's only when cooking and cleaning. Otherwise, its high heels and eye shadow."

"Woohoo! Do you have one of those cute little serving bells you ring to get cervixed--er--serviced, I mean service." Another swat, the girls laughed it off until reaching the gates to Merrick Manor, the largest house on the Rez. Prime property and surrounded by a 12-foot-tall fence with cameras everywhere. Jasmine knew that because she often tapped into those to watch pretty Miss Crimson swim in their massive in-ground pool.

"We're here! Hold onto your baseball cap we're going in."

Turning in she punched a code into the gate box and the rotary barrier rolled to the left allowing entry. Driving through it closed back up. "There's Mikki. She's going to the club." Jasmine easily noticed the hot older sister by a few months wearing a short bright yellow stretchy dress, her darkest of brown hair pinned off to her left profile while the other flowed beautifully. "Go ahead and whistle I know you've watched her as much as me over the last year. You had better have watched me more Bitch."

"All you Crimmy. Except when Mikki Mouse skinny dips. You always wore a bikini."

Tooting her horn Mikaela paused at getting into her car and flared her eyes at the red Jag. Parking next to her, Crimson shut off KitKat just as Mikki stepped around to meet her.

"Hey! Nice ride! I want one."

"Hop on!" Jasmine patted her lap. "I mean in!" A tongue razz toward Crimson faced a sneer. "Stop scalping me already! I'm having fun. Hey, Mikki, I'm Jasmine."

"So, I've heard. So, you're a dike now?" Mikki rubbed it in playfully but did pat Jasmine on the shoulder to confirm that she was teasing.

"So, you're the new go to Daddy's girl?"

FIGHT! The girls loved one another, giggled and hugged once Crimson left the car. Jasmine not to be left out hurriedly ran around the bumper and joined in their hug. In her case she patted both of the Merrick butts. Mikki of course with no panties on felt the pat a tad too close to paradise. Crimson in her jeans barely felt it. Responding as one, the Merrick girls took Jasmine to the car's fender well and tickled her. Laughing hysterically Jasmine went full on heavenly angel, call of the wild.

"Take me! Take me!" A loudspeaker along the fence line crackled and a male dominant voice was heard to say, "That will be quite enough. You know where you should be Mikaela."

"I'm going daddy. Don't be a fuddy duddy! This could be my new sister-in-law." Oh, that made Crimson cringe. Jasmine looking at the camera waved, "HI, DAD!" Now Mikki decided to run for her car. Crimson clamped her girlfriend's mouth.

"Relax! I'm not offended by her. Bring her inside and grab a bite. Sasha made spaghetti. I have to take a call, but I'll find you both shortly."

"BYE, DAD!" Jasmine yelled as Crimson removed her palm.

"Good impression! Stupid cunt!" Crimson giggled and kissed her girl. Hand in hand they strolled into the house. Once within the front door Jasmine took a hard look around at all of the fancy decor. Photos on the wall commemorating a once proud tribe throughout the generations adorned the walls. A huge painting up over the fireplace of a happy couple looked down at the rest of the world.

"Family?"

"My grandparents! Dad's mom and dad. I'll introduce you to mom later, thanks to Dr. Freak mom got pushed out and locked in the attic." Crimson pouted! "Remember I said she used to be over dad's... their bed? Well, I guess daddy felt badly letting her watch him fuck other women. Erika had an interesting point now that I think about it. That would be kind of shameful to do that."

"Not like your daddy hasn't shamed his family before." Jasmine whispered faintly and held Crimson's hand tighter to ensure she was not putting her down. Crimson understood!

"Food or want to see my room?"

"Seen it many times when you masturbated for me."

"When I thought you were a dude." She reminded Cybercock!

"Hey! I used to own a strap-on! That's a cock, with a vibrator mode even, so, cyber-attack Baby."

"We might need to buy one of those. I'm not a total lesbian. I do like dick."

"I'm game! I'll pull your hair and talk in a man's voice. You can call me Jerry."

"Jerry was the mouse. Definitely Tom."

"Thomas the little train that could. Chugga! Chugga! Chugga! Woo Woo!" Love was on the right track. Dining room set up for two, it even had candles lit. "Daddy moves fast."

"That was me." The revolving door to the kitchen opened up and the beautiful housekeeper slash chef entered with a big bowl of spaghetti. "Master told me to reheat leftovers the second you hit the Rez."

"Watching us?" Jasmine sighed!

"Daddy likes to know what might be coming his way. He has eyes everywhere, not just cameras. Kids in trees even, if you can believe that."

"Ah! A little birdy told me." Jasmine eyed Sasha in only her apron. Crimson just shook her head at the girl's obvious attraction. "I'd do! I'd do! I'd do a lot of licking to that Puddytat." Sasha merely grinned!

"Sit down, Playa!" Crimson pulled a chair out then abandoned it for her own spot. Sasha went back to the kitchen for sauce and garlic toast. Over the next fifteen minutes they filled their bellies and watched Sasha lay atop the far end of the 8-foot table and masturbate, minus apron.

"Dinner and a show! Daddy has her trained well."

"I can see that. Is she dessert?"

"If my master wishes it."

"So, you're calling dad Master now? I think Mister Sanchez must have had a hand in inspiration. You live here now too, right?"

"Yes! The guest room for now but master says it is only temporary. I don't know where he plans on letting me sleep. Possibly with him, but not if he has guests over himself." Sasha used a narrow piece of garlic bread to move in and out of her delectable cunt. Jasmine was drooling over the dip.

Burping at her belly full Jasmine stood up and walked over to Sasha and took the bread from her and bit off the end that was going up inside her. Savoring the flavor, she turned the bread around and shoved the opposite end up inside her.

"Crimson needs her dessert too."

"Coming!" Sasha giggled!

Crimson saw the girl roll her eyes and drizzle onto the table resting beneath her. Crimson also belched and excused herself before getting up from her seat. Venturing around the opposite side of the table she retrieved that garlic bread and bit off the other end. This was the first time Sasha had experienced anything too erotic with her old classmate. "Maybe if daddy doesn't hog you, you can be our midnight snack."

"God, I love you." Jasmine raced around the table and embraced her lover. Sasha sat up smiling. Kiss broken Jasmine looked back at Sasha. "Bring us a sundae at midnight. Whip cream and cherries."

"If master allows it."

"Speaking of!" Crimson sighed heavily! "That phone call is taking him forever."

********

30-minutes ago!

"Speak!"

Nodin Merrick sat in his office going over weekly receipts that his casino manager Evelyn Lilypad had dropped off earlier in the day. Business was getting behind with so much going on around him, dealing with his fellow elders. They and Oliver Heavy-Feather and Alexis Roster, Dr. Freak, Crimson's hospital stay, then Cybercock, he concluded that he was needing a secretary.

Sasha was smart but he needed her solely for tension release and cooking. Landline phone to his ear he heard the findings out at Harbinger Shoals. "A body? Whose body? FBI? Wonderful! That's on Sanchez. Hidden crypt in the basement, eh? Sounds right out of a Stephen King movie. Who knows what went on out at that horrible place before any of us were ever born. We all know the stories of the white man's world disturbing our lands. Just keep me posted if it ends up having anything to do with our people."

Call ending Nodin sat back in his plush leather high back swivel chair. Creaking a bit, he stared off into space and pondered the deals he was making with Nick Sanchez. His entire world was changing around him, and he wasn't certain what to make of it all.

A few weeks ago, he was solely born and bred Santee nation, nothing more. Now he was considering Erika Ferrec as a potential love interest. The woman was amazing and brought something entirely new to the table. So much new that his hunger for women was increasing. Sasha and Mikaela were great fun but still not enough. Even Evelyn Lilypad was made to suck his dick before returning to work. Of course, Evelyn would do anything to keep her job and her marriage. Her husband Barker's gambling debt up to their ears in her own casino, he made her do whatever Merrick wanted. She grew to like the payback.

"Knock! Knock!" Was he off in another world that long?

"Daughter! Friend of daughter! You may enter."

"I thought you were going to join us in the dining room."

"Forgive me! Since you've been away, I'm up to my ears in work."

"I'll get you caught up."

"We can get you caught up." Jasmine lifted a hand. "I swear I won't do anything that makes me look worse than I already have. High IQ! I can figure out your budgets and payroll." She presumed with receipts slung everywhere that was his mission.

"That will not be necessary Cybercock."

"Jasmine, now! I think I'm retiring the cock part. You have to admit that before all of this crazy stuff I was a big help to Crimson."

"Yet not good enough to be hacked yourself."

"Oh, I was good, trust me. But there is always someone better. My mistake was digging into a darker web than even a black widow could feed on. Nick's people are freaking geniuses to have busted me at my own game."

"Nothing illegal!" Crimson pointed at the girl's nose ring. "You're legit from here on out."

"Uh? I'm working for Nick. I'm not quite sure legit is under his roof. I mean he does a whole lot of good deeds, his Robin Hood act and all, but trust me he's not perfect. Close, though!"

"We can discuss all of that another day. I'll welcome you as my daughter's girlfriend but crossing me will not be pleasant. One dime off in of my accounts from here on out I'll zero in on you, guilty or not. Earn your place in this family." He paused to look at the mess before him. Tapping a middle finger on his files he stood up and moved behind his chair. "Daughter? Eyes on the job until it's done. Jasmine? If that is your true name." Nope! "Come with me."

Swallowing dryly Jasmine found Crimson releasing her hand to shift around her father's hip and drop into the desk chair. She instantly began sorting receipts. Nodin delicately placed his palm on Jasmine's shoulder. Leaving the office, he closed the door behind them. "You may relax. No ulterior motives as long as you have none."

"Anything that goes on in this house stays in this house, Mister Merrick. Just as I hope you understand that anything that goes on in my working for Nick has that same loyalty. He pays awesome!"

"I can only imagine. Follow me please." He led her down a lengthy hallway then up a flight of stairs. On the second floor he stopped at another door and opened it. "You are safe, stop looking tense. I am not going to kill you."

"I hope not! I really do love Crimmy."

"And I do believe that. You did protect her from the bounty hunter looking for you. Brought her flowers when she was in the hospital."

"Well, to be honest, I was on the run, but she was my first thought. Survival, a close second. Now that I know I was never any assassination target my life is somewhat back to normal. Crimson can keep me sane and on the straight and arrow... narrow!" She clenched her teeth. "Innocent mistake I swear I'm not racist. Love my girl!" Nodin actually smiled, then turned on a light switch to head up stairs. The attic was huge! It needed cleaning for certain, loads of antiques and heirlooms were everywhere.

"Welcome to my gift to the happy couple. I will learn to accept you and my daughter together. Of late, my own life has changed dramatically. For all of my deeds, and I am aware you know of them, I do want to slow down and enjoy life before I get too old and cannot."

"Gift?" She looked around.

"Yes! Crimson used to love playing up here as a child. After careful thought I've decided to remodel the attic as your shared space. Design it with Crimson and do what you want with it. The antiques can be moved to the climate-controlled storage units I own."

"Wow! I didn't know what to expect walking in here Mister Merrick. But thank you." She noted the painting of his wife along a pillar in the middle. "Is this your wife?" Nodin followed her point and turned sideways to look. Choking up a bit he nodded.

"Yes! My wife Anastasia. She died in a car accident when the girls were young. I hate to admit it, but I moved her up here only recently."

"I kind of heard. Crimson told me that Dr. Freak... I mean, Dr. Ferrec suggested change in your life, starting with escaping the heartbreak of your past."

"Correct! I'm certain my daughter's do not approve of isolating their mother's memory to the attic. To be frank, I do not know where to place Anastasia."

"Can we mount her on the wall up here once we redesign the place? Crimson would love that."

"Sound idea! Anastasia would be close to her kids."

"Right! Mikki can come up anytime to pay respects."

"Agreed! Welcome to the family." He placed a palm on her shoulder. "Prove me wrong."

"Thanks! I will. Can I call you dad?"

"You may not!"

With a smirk Nodin Merrick left Jasmine to snoop. To his knowledge there was nothing incriminating up here. Heading downstairs for a piece of pie, possibly a piece of Sasha who was cleaning the kitchen, Nodin trusted the new girl. Risky, but a start!

"This crib has possibilities." That is until she spotted an actual crib amidst the clutter.

"Aww! Baby Crimson was in this I bet."

As weird as it was a motherly attitude entered Jasmine's soul. Smiling as she caressed the mattress, she felt something beneath it crinkle. Lifting a blanket, she noted a taped incision. Curiosity driven she lifted the tape and found it sliced open with envelopes hidden within with very good handwriting on them. "Eh? Better not!" She taped it back up and went down to give Crimson the good news. It would be a long night until Sasha joined them to paint nails and eat ice cream. No sex! Just a girl's thing!

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Nearing 10:20 PM! 7539 Ingermead Road! Or, as Caprice Comstock called it, Fingerme Road! The new home of Britney Saunders and her lovers. Dinner first!

After a healthy two-hour workout moving in an entire household of furniture, Clinton Biles needed a breather. Even with the help of movers it took forever with a four-bedroom home, then putting together beds, hooking up new appliances, etc.

The ladies brought in the smaller items and found room for everything in the kitchen and bathrooms. Brit had thought of everything, even a riding lawnmower as another truck delivered late night items. The rich bitch could not wait another day so, money talked. Winning a huge lottery was the best thing to ever happen to her. Well, outside of meeting Clinton and Mindy. Alexis Roster was even uncuffed on the condition she pulled her weight, kept her clothing on, and remained in eyesight. So far, so good! With the delivery drivers done they packed up and headed back for Cordoba.

His new present in the garage, moved there out of the way, Clinton took his needed breather to get acquainted with his Harley. Lights helped! Alone there, he heard a car door behind him.

"Lakshmi?"

The former native of Mumbai skipped up the driveway in shredded denim shorts that had near zero inseam. Her top was a t-shirt she had gotten from the same batch sold at her uncle's convenient store. One that had a catch phrase of, "Ride Hard, Ride Free!" with a Harley logo on it. Perfect timing, she lifted her top in front and ran with her bare breasts hurling about.

"Mister Clinton! I am freeeee!"

"I can see that." He chuckled. "Nice duds. Your uncle let you wear that out?"

"He insisted! I must show you something." She lifted her cellphone and brought up videos of she and her uncle. "This is how I am free." In one of them her uncle was carrying all of her dresses that were long and entirely too traditional to Indian influence and stuffing them into a burn barrel at his home.

"Did your uncle lose his mind?"

"Mister Nick not only paid for my college, but he also purchased uncle's store for double its worth. Uncle Manan is now just the manager. Mister Nick had conditions, and uncle must follow them or lose his job."

"Conditions?"

"Yes! I must wear clothing such as this as long as I go to college and work for uncle. I will wear very short dresses to school. Uncle even suggested I wear less while working the register."

"Less than those booty... thongs?" He chuckled and lifted her up by her belt loops, the inseam sinking deeply up into her cunt. "I see your twat."

"I hide too much." She shivered with excitement! "I have brought scissors if you wish to make them shorter."

"Fuck the scissors."

He stepped up to the Hindi beauty and lifted her t-shirt up and off. "Oil rag from here on out." He tossed it on a small table in the three-car garage. "Shorts only!" He then picked her up like a rag doll and sat her on his Harley seat. Without starting the bike, he climbed on in front of her then hiked the kickstand. Walking them backwards to be silent about it, he turned the bike around in the driveway and fired it up. The vibration instantly struck Lakshmi's inner thighs prompting her eyes to fan wide. Hugging Clinton from behind he smiled at her nipples digging in. "Hold on tight!" No issue there!

Hearing the bike Britney and Mindy looked out the living room window while hanging drapes to see Clinton and a near naked Lakshmi driving off. "Looks like we both got cheated out of flipping a coin for the first ride. The naked chick beat us to it."

"Better get used to it." Mindy sighed! "I think polygamy is the new game in town. Share and share alike."

"I bought that bike. It should have been courtesy that I got that first ride."

"And I was prepared to give up my spot out of that respect."

"Do they make side cars for both sides of the bike? For all three of us bitches?"

"I'm sure Nick could have one made for us."

"Or Shadow."

"Speaking of our shadow. Alexis is taking an awful long shower. She's been in there twenty minutes." The ladies looked at one another and dropped everything to run upstairs. Finding the door unlocked they barged right in and saw an empty shower stall with the water running. Window open and screen lifted they just knew.

"Dolan is going to fire us."

"We never should have uncuffed her."

"Did you intend to bathe her? I sure didn't!"

"She couldn't have gotten far. Maybe Clinton will spot her."

As if! He was more into his night ride. So much for sleep!

********

Petunia Cove Trailer Park! Up the coast about seven miles.

Caprice Comstock stretched out over the back of Sheriff Dolan Roster, looking over his wounds inflicted by Opal Savage. "She really tore you up. I'm afraid to rub lotion on you, Baby. It might sting."

"I'm fine!" Dolan sighed and rolled over under her, now face-to-face. "As tired as I am you're the best medicine."

"Aww! Sweet talker! I know you need sleep Dolan. I'll just lay here in your arms and let you snore."

"Eh? What Sanchez told you." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh! Now you want me to do it. What happened to telling him he's not my boss?"

"He's not! I just like how he thinks." Dolan chuckled! "Well, that part at least. I still can't believe he's got the mayor in his pocket too. No wonder Topsail hasn't given me hell over Nick getting away with the girls streaking."

"Dolan? Outside of church goers do you really think the townsfolk hate seeing beautiful girls running around naked? You do realize that only you complained about Alexis. How many people turned her in for being an exhibitionist?"

"Now that you've brought it up, no one. I was just doing my job and duty as her father. Topsail never said one word about that even. I just presumed he was cutting me some slack." He puckered his lower lip. "Huh!"

"As much as I regret saying this, Daddy Dolan, if you're letting Midnight, Dawn, even me on occasion get away with nudity, you truly can't bitch at Ali."

"Stop making sense."

"And suck your big, fat cock until daylight?"

"Dare ya!"

"No reason to dare me, Daddy. I happen to like the owner as much as the dick." She slid down his body tenderly and hovered into position over his hefty erection.

"How much do you really like me? A few days back you were ready to stop seeing me."

"You know that was because of Oliver. Now that he's agreed to leave me alone... "

"And replace you with my kid."

"Ugh! Why can't we just be happy? Dolan, I... fuck it! I'm in love with you."

"I think we should stop seeing one another."

"Asshole!" She laughed! "There! I've admitted it."

"Even though I cheated on you with Savage?"

"Even though I've cheated on you with your next-door neighbor?" Touche!

"Our lives together will never be boring."

"Not as long as we know Nick." Suddenly a cellphone lit up on the nightstand next to them. Spotify on CC's phone began playing Elvis Presley's Love Me Tender. "What the heck?"

"Ghost in the trailer?"

"GO AWAY, SHADOW! PRIVACY, PLEASE!"

Laughter in the background of a connected call Eloise Dyson ended the music and said, "Night, Lovebirds!"

"Christ! We'll never be alone again."

"Not as long as we have each other." Flick! Flick! Lick!

"See you in the morning."

Eyelids lowered!

So did Caprice Comstock's lips.

"Nawht Bahby!"

********

11:45 PM! Caretaker Police Department! Confinement!

Nick Sanchez ended his latest meditation on the floor and stood up to stretch. Darkness in the cells on a timer, he heard heavy breathing, then the sounds of clothing being shredded. Hisses of, "Freeeeeeeeeeee!" he knew that his former compatriot Opal Savage had shed what little she was wearing.

Fingers ravaging a sloppy cunt in the dark made Nick narrow his eyes. The scent of abused pussy filtered through the air. Even his captive slaves Midnight Amador and Lillian Dawn Bearpaw whimpered as the odor stimulated their nostrils. Their drug-induced hormones were going insane trying to maintain their vigil, attached to the bars as Kami had ordered. Arms folded over his chest he remained silent to hear Opal thrashing about in her first of many orgasms, her own stimulant T16R355 destroying her demeanor. "Haaaaaaaaaaate youuuuuuuu!"

"You do not hate me! Hate yourself!"

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck Youuuuuu!"

"Not this lifetime! Forever denied me. Do your job and pay repentance for your errors."

"Pleeeeeeasssse!"

"CUM!" A scream tore at the silence. Opal Savage climaxed so dramatically that she squirted all over her cell's floor. Even with her body convulsing she threw herself onto the concrete and went into a lowered doggystyle angle to utilize both of her hands in burrowing deeper into her cunt and anus both. In her ferocious attempt to bring about another she licked her juices up off of the dusty floor.

To each side of Nick, the girls squirmed, fighting to hold onto the stance he placed them in. Hours like that their limbs were quivering badly. Neither refused to fail.

"DOREI CUM!" He bellowed! Midnight Amador instantly squirted and cried out, "FOR KAMI!"

Dawn wanted so very badly to attack her slave sister but knew that would be a mistake. Nick examined her reaction without moving, arms still folded. "ESCLAVA CUM!" Dawn's pet name! A shrill cry expelled, Lillian Dawn followed his order to the spree. A geyser flooded the concrete and leaked into the hallway.

"FOR KAMI!" She panted!

As if seeing in the dark Opal crawled across her cell and reached, her face pressed between the cell bars. Unable to reach Dawn's tidal pool the ebony warrior roared in disdain. Back to digging fingers deep.

"The countdown begins."

Nick Sanchez disrobed and fondled his ten-inch Master Class.

Midnight was in his sights!

Until Dawn!