Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 136: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Fifty-Two

MICHAEL

James pulls at his chin. “Does Charlotte know about all this?”

“I’ve not gone into details…. She knows I’m doing something, but I think she’s trying not to think about it too hard right now…. Listen, one other possibility does occur to me, about Klempner’s motives. He changed his mind when it was pointed out to him that he was retaliating against someone who was completely innocent of what had happened. Even if taking Charlotte from her mother as a baby was part of his reprisals, her mother wouldn’t know anything about everything that’s happened since…. What kind of revenge is that?”

“So…?”

“So, Charlotte wants to know about her mother, probably to find her, and Klempner knows that. He’s in prison for God-knows-how-long. Suppose he intends to simply sit tight, and let Charlotte do his work for him, track her down? With everyone trying to help her because she’s the long-lost daughter, rather than the psycho she’s hiding from?”

“And then pick up where he left off? Sheesh…. that’s an uncomfortable thought…. you think he’s mad enough for that?”

“Yup. In fact, ‘mad’ is an interesting way of putting it. I’m told by Will Stanton that he may not end up in prison at all. He’s got doctors arguing that he’s psychotic, criminally insane; and lawyers on both sides saying he should be locked up for the good of the rest of the human race, but in a secure hospital. Personally, I think he’s just an evil bastard.

“So, we go for it? Try to get back to a normal life, but remain vigilant?”

“Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty? Yes, I think that’s about it….”

*****

CHARLOTTE

I’m sitting in the lounge, reading, keeping my Master company. Michael is on the phone, chasing up on-going work in our mountain home renovation.

Glancing up, my Master’s eyes are on me. His injured leg outstretched from his armchair, nonetheless, he looks relaxed and comfortable. Chin resting on his fist, he watches me.

I know that look….

Smiling, “How are you now, Master? Feeling better?”

“Better? Yes, you could say I’m feeling better.” His deep, satin voice is slow and measured, and there is no mistaking his intent.

I put down my book, kneel by him. His hand brushes my cheek.

you

and down, he kisses me but

I’ll come up to

and to have my breasts within easy reach for him. I’ve been waiting for this moment, and for the last few days, have made a point of wearing blouses that either unbutton rather easily or which have

to play the game. Running a finger along my face, down over my lips

them, his eyes slide up

watching. The laces unravel, and as my blouse falls open, I lean in closer, bringing my breasts close enough to feel the warm wash of my Master’s

“God, you

the bedroom, Master? I think it would be easier for you in

“Mmm… yes.”

but he brushes him

not dealing with

legged, he rises, limping through to the

Master? Then you don’t

He’s embarrassed….

bend over the end of

Nice, easy access….

me in this position, he should be able to reach everything easily.

is grinning. “God, I’ve

grin back. “Anytime, Master. Just say the word. We’ll just do things the easy way for

“Now there’s a view to make any man happy.” Slipping hands inside my panties, he tugs down, but as he

catching him, preventing his

don’t need any fucking

artery and caused a lot of muscle damage besides…. For God’s sake man, I don’t think you’ve taken on board yet, just how close you came to dying. And there’s no shame in taking time to recover from

Michael, then he pauses, shrugs and laughs. “You’re right of course, both of

a few months to properly heal. You’ll be yourself again, but you do need to take it easy

nods, sheepishly. “What

me do the work. If you exercise every day, you’ll soon be

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