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Attorney-Client Privilege

By: storyteller_no_9



I sat down in her home office, the chair opposite her desk. "Thanks for seeing me on a Saturday," I said. I need representation."

She nodded. "Which is why I agreed to see you today. Tell me about it."

"I need to sue my employer for sexual harassment. It 's getting uncomfortable working for her."

"Her? This is a switch," she said, "and it sounds like this could be an unusual case. Why don't you tell me about it." She got up from her chair and came around to the front of her desk, leaning against the front edge with her hands on the top of the desk surface as a brace. "How often does all this happen?"

"Usually about three times a week. It's like this," I said. "I'll be working on something when she comes up to me and starts hitting on me. She starts talking suggestively, and if I don't take the bait she gets more and more blatant about things."

"Suggestively? Like how you look good that day, or how it's warm in the room?"

"Stuff like that, yeah."

"And that makes you uncomfortable? You're not attracted to her at all?"

"I didn't say that. It just that she's my employer, and there's the old saying 'Don't get your meat where you get your bread.' I have to be careful because I really like my job."

"Being careful is usually a good idea. What does she do from there if you don't respond to her verbal cues?"

"She goes from suggestive to blatant like I said. She already shows a lot of cleavage to begin with since she's well built, but she kinda steps it up a notch by beginning to unbuttoning her blouse."

She gave me a small smile. "I need to understand the whole situation. I want to get a better idea of what you're talking about. She stars unbuttoning her blouse like this, right?" 

One button, two buttons, a third button. I swallowed hard. The view was getting pretty nice. "Uh, yeah, like that. Her tits kinda jump out like yours do." I swallowed again. "Damn."

She stopped leaning against the desk and took a step towards my chair, continuing to loosen the buttons. "I have a feeling she just keeps on going like this, doesn't she?" When I nodded, she nodded back, then shrugged off her blouse and I before I could say anything else, she popped open her front-closure bra, revealing a nice set of tits. She was short, so they were at eye level as I sat in that chair.

"Oh, my god. Yeah, that's what she does." I couldn't help myself. As she took that final step forward, I reached out and took one breast gently in each hand and rubbed my thumbs over her nipples, which were already standing at attention.

She gave a little shudder. Looking down at me, she said "And this is what your reaction is when she exposes herself?" 

"I can't help it," I said shakily. "I'm a tit man, and when they look that good, I have to touch, and I have to taste." With that, I leaned forward and took her right nipple into my mouth and began to suck and to run my tongue over the tip. She murmured "Mmmm" as I continued to orally caress her right side while running my thumb over her left nipple. Her right hand slipped behind my head and she ran her fingers through my hair as I switched sides with my mouth.

She suddenly took a step back. "Stand up," she commanded. I complied. She looked down at my crotch. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. Hard to claim harassment, but let's continue the scenario. Does she reciprocate when you suck on her tits?"

"Well, kinda," I stammered. 

"Aha," she said. "I think I know what you mean." She dropped to her knees and began unbuckling my belt. She got it undone in record time, then swiftly unzipped my pants and pulled them down. The bulge in my underwear was unmistakable. "You look uncomfortable," she said, looking up at me. She pulled down my briefs, and my cock sprang to attention.

She smiled at me again. "Damn. Big. But not too big. Anyway, when I asked if she reciprocated, I meant does she suck your dick?" 

"Yes," I whispered, mesmerize by the sight of her kneeling and grabbing me. 

"Like this?" she said, and slid her lips over the head, swirling her tongue around the tip. I groaned, and she began bobbing up and down, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth as she began to suck me in earnest. She took it deeper and deeper before stopping and pulling it out. "Does she use her tongue, too?" she said as she licked along the underside, sliding the tip up and down the length of my shaft, ending with quick flicks along the glans. I almost when up on tiptoe when she did that.

She resumed sucking, again bobbing her head up and down as she took in a good portion of my cock. She must have sensed that I was nearing climax, because she abruptly stopped and stood up. I let out a disappointed sound, and she gave a little laugh and began taking off the rest of her clothes. "Get undressed," she said.

Who was I to say no? I slipped off my shoes and socks so I wouldn't get all tangled up, and then stripped off in record time. The sight of her naked made me even harder, if that was possible. She grabbed me by my erection and led me over to the couch on the far wall.

"Are you a gentleman about things?" she asked. "Do you return the favor when she sucks you off?" She sat down on the couch and spread her legs.

"Of course," I said, and took the cue, dropping to my knees. I saw her pussy glisten with juices, the lips protruding and pink and obviously aroused. "She me how you go down on her," she said, her breath catching.

"Yessss," I hissed and began to lick her slit. As I began, she spread even wider. I slid my hands under her ass to lift her slightly and started to tongue her clit. She moaned, and a began licking from side to side. She shuddered a little, and I moved my attentions southward to her opening. When I slid my tongue inside, she let out a little "Aaaah" and moved both of her hands behind my head, pulling me closer. 

I took the hint and stepped up my efforts, pistoning my tongue in and out of her pussy. I was rewarded by a corresponding wash of wetness on my face as she became even more aroused. Her juices tasted perfect. I thought I heard her moan, but it was hard to tell because she had wrapped her thighs around my ears and began rocking in time to my oral attack.

This time I was the one that stopped and pulled back. Her eyes were half-lidded and her face was flushed. There weren't going to be any more commands coming from her at this point. From here on out the show was mine.

"At this point is when we usually go to the next level. Do you know what I mean?" She nodded. "This is where we start fucking. You want me to show you how we fuck?"

"Yes," she said. "Show me."

She slid back onto the couch, but I stopped her. "No. We're not going to do it here. Take me to your bedroom." 

She got up shakily and took my hand and led me into the hallway and to the room across the hall. We walked to the bed and didn't just peel back the covers -- we stripped them off and practically threw them to the floor. She got on the bed and moved to the center. I joined her in the middle.

"Now, spread your legs for me." When she did, I kneeled between her thighs and stopped, with my cock poised at her entrance. "You have a beautiful pussy. It's time to fuck." And without further ado, I slid forward and slid inside.

She was nice and tight, but so wet that I was able to enter her with ease. We both let out little moans, and I grabbed the sides of her legs and began slow thrusts into her warmth. By the third thrust, I had worked my entire cock inside and she let out a little gasp. "Deep."

I gave an evil chuckle as I kept up a slow measured pace. "Deep is right. You like how my dick fills up your pussy don't you? Mmmm. Say it."

"Yes, nice and big. Yes." She looked me in the eye, biting her lower lip and began rocking her hips harder in time to my thrusts. "Fuck. Ahhh."

That's when I began stepping up the speed. Shorter strokes, deep inside, faster and faster. Her face began to turn red, her hips stopped rocking and started bucking, and I could feel her pussy begin to tense up. Then she cried out and began to cum. The way her muscles contracted, it was all I could do not to join her in release. Somehow, somehow, I managed to control myself while she let go. 

After a time, the earthquake subsided, and I resumed my earlier slow, steady pace. Her breath was ragged. "You didn't cum, did you?" she asked.

"Not yet. But I'm going to very soon." She resumed answering my thrusts by rocking with me, trying to urge me to completion. "You look so hot like this. Your big tits bouncing, your thighs spread for me, my dick sliding in and out of that tight little pussy." 

Her face started getting red again. "You like this don't you," I said. My breath was starting to come out in gasps. "You like having your tight little pussy filled. Now I'm about to fill it for real. You want my cum?"

"Yessss. Cum inside me. Fill my pussy."

When I heard that, I couldn't hold back anymore. I let out a bellow, and as I began to spurt inside her, she hit her peak once again, but this time was a total release for her, that super-squeeze once, twice, then a total relaxation of complete and utter orgasm. I noted it in passing, because I was having the most intense orgasm I'd had in a long time. It seemed to go on forever and ever. Time had stopped.

Then time resumed. I found myself still kneeling between her upraised legs, the sheets soaked with sweat and our commingled fluids. She looked at me, and suddenly I could see that she was in control of herself again, and in control of the situation.

"Don't you dare pull out of me," she said, wrapping her legs around my waist. "I'm going to ask you some questions, and there's no way in the world you're going to be able to lie to me with your dick still buried so deeply inside my pussy. No way in the world." She gave an evil grin.

"Ask away."

"You said you like tits. Do you like sucking on your bosses' tits? Tell the truth."

"Well, yes."

"Does your boss do a good job when she goes down on you? Do you like how she sucks your dick, how her lips feel wrapped around you when she's doing it."

"Well, yes."

"Do you like eating pussy?"

"Of course."

"Does your boss have an ugly pussy. Does she taste bad when you're licking her?"

"No."

"Are you starting to see where this is going? Is your bosses' pussy nice and tight?"

"Yes, it is."

"Does she respond the way you like when you fuck her deep with that big dick of yours."

"Yes, actually."

"Does your boss like it when you cum inside her?"

"Yeah. She does."

She got a serious look on her face. "Okay. Let me sum it all up. This happens three times a week. Your boss has big tits that you like to suck. She goes down on you and sucks your dick and it feels good. She has a pussy that tastes good when you go down on her. Your boss has a tight pussy and she likes it when you cum inside her. In short, your boss is a pretty good fuck.."

"Actually, she's not pretty good. It's the best pussy I've ever had. She fucks like a wildcat. She makes me cum like no one else."

I could feel my cum leaking out of her as she started laughing. "Sorry, I can't represent you. You don't have a case, and you don't have a ghost of a chance of winning a judgment against her. None. And I get the feeling you've left out some important information."

"I probably did," I answered.

She looked at me and smiled. "Seems to me you're going about this all wrong. You shouldn't sue this woman. You should marry her and wear her out in bed as often as possible."

"Okay, here's the part I didn't tell you. I already married my boss." I reached over and picked up her left hand. "Did it 26 years ago." I kissed the ring on her finger. "And after all that time, she's still a wildcat in the sack." I smiled at her.

She smiled back at me. "I like your attitude."

Attorney Client Privilege



Jack looked at the door. This was the place. He had an 11:00AM appointment. He knocked. "Come in."

There sat Barbara Phillips, thirty-six years-old, attorney. The most beautiful woman Jack had ever laid eyes on. And she was black. He'd always been attracted to black women.

"Mr. Shea?"

"Yes."

Barbara rose from her desk and came to meet Jack. She extended her hand. Jack reached for it and they both got a slight shock. Barbara laughed, "I guess it's a little dry in here. I'm Barbara Phillips."

"Jack Shea."

"Have a seat, Mr. Shea."

Jack sat. Then, the forty-five year-old white man watched as the black lawyer made her way back to her desk. His cock twitched as he marveled at her ass and legs.

"My secretary gave me some of the info. Tell me what happened."

"Well, I'm charged with battery. But I didn't really do anything, except defend myself." Jack heard himself going on about his case. But all he could think about was the vision sitting across the desk from him.

Barbara Phillips had a successful law practice. It kept her busy. Too busy to meet men. Except for the kind that needed lawyers. And most of those were not the kind she would be interested in. As Jack spoke, Barbara found herself watching his lips and hands. Remembering the shock when their hands touched, she began to feel a little warm. Get yourself together lady, Barbara thought. It's just that you haven't been with anybody in a long time. Besides, he's a white man. Not that Barbara was prejudiced, it's just that even though she wondered about white men sexually, she had only viewed it as a fantasy.

"So, I was just defending myself, Ms Phillips. I didn't hit the guy, he came at me and I pushed him away and he fell."

"Were there any witnesses?"

"Yes, I found one. A neighbor, Elizabeth Costello, she saw the whole thing. She'll testify."

"Call me Barbara, Mr. Shea." Barbara was surprised at this, as she usually kept things businesslike.

"Call me Jack." Jack was now fully erect after gazing at this intelligent beauty for the past fifteen minutes.

Barbara rose from her chair and came around the desk. "My fee is based on the hours that I put into a case. This shouldn't be too difficult, seeing as how you've already got a witness. How does a thousand sound?"

Jack didn't answer, instead he rose from his chair and took Barbara into his arms. "I'm sorry, I have to do this." He kissed her, then pulled back to see what Barbara's reaction was. Her eyes were closed. He moved in again, this time his kiss was met with Barbara's tongue. They kissed long and wet. Barbara's breathing told him, full speed ahead.

He moved his hands to her ass as she unbuttoned his shirt. Still kissing, they explored each other's bodies. Her ass was firm and full, he began to slide the skirt up, the thong panties Barbara was wearing gave him full access to her great ass. She took his shirt off and began kissing his muscled chest, and nipples. Jack nuzzled his head into her hair as she kissed and sucked her way down his taut abs. Her hair smelled of lilacs, this drove him wild. Barbara pushed him to the desk and he lay back. She unclasped his pants and pulled them down, revealing a great erection poking through his boxers. She kissed his cock through the material and rubbed his balls. After giving Jack a kiss, Barbara went back down to his cock, she pulled the shorts off and gazed at her first white cock. Taking it into her mouth caused Jack to moan.

Barbara sucked and kissed the pink head, running her tongue over it and sticking her tongue inside the peehole. Jack caressed her face as she sucked him. Watching her mouth slide up and down over the white shaft made Jack's balls tighten.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum, if you keep doing that."

"Don't cum, sweetie." Barbara stopped sucking and Jack moved her into his spot on the desk. He slid her skirt up around her waist and unbuttoned her white blouse, exposing great, dark tits covered by a tan bra. He then moved his head between her legs. She smelled delightful, her tan panties were already wet, he kissed the wetness and put his nose to it. He wanted to experience every inch of this magnificent beauty. He then slid them off, stopping to sniff them again. Live for the moment, Jack. He tossed them aside and moved toward the dark, shaved pussy. He kissed and licked all around, causing Barbara to wiggle and squirm on the desk.

"God, it's been so long, Jack. It feels so good."

"Mmm, I'm glad babe. You taste so good." As he resumed his feast, Barbara enclosed his head with her long, dark legs. Jack lightly licked her clit as Barbara's moans and cries filled the room. She ran her fingers through his silver hair and pulled on it as she began to writhe and buck.

"Oh God, Jack. Ah, oh yes, yes, oh baby!" Her cum juice ran down his chin. Jack lifted his head to see Barbara with her eyes closed and her chest heaving. On her face, a look of serene ecstasy. He kissed her beautiful lips and neck as she took his cock and put it inside her. Jack eased his cock in as he unhooked her bra, letting her beautiful, firm tits escape. He sucked the large, pert nipples as he pumped his black lover. Hearing her kittenlike responses turned him into a sexual machine. He was pleasing a Goddess. 

Barbara looked into Jack's eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist as he fucked her. The difference in their skin colors excited her as she ran her fingernails lightly over his white chest. Then she reached down to caress his balls as his shaft moved in and out.

With that Jack couldn't hold back. His balls rose and tightened in the sack. "Oh Barbara, oh yeah, baby, yes, I'm cumming!"

He pumped harder and Barbara was ready too. "Jack, oh yes, lover, oh God, oh God, ah,ah..." She bucked her hips and squeezed her legs around her white lover until they were both spent. Their echo of their moans still filled the room as they held each other, breathing as one. 

After several minutes Jack kissed Barbara. Her receptive manner told him that they were going to be seeing each other again, outside of the courtroom.

"So, do you think you can get me off?" Jack asked.

"I think I already have," Barbara said.

They laughed, a lover's laugh.



Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 01



For Abdul Salame it was the best part of the day. The vision would carry him through the rest of the morning and on into the afternoon as it did every day that he saw her. The middle aged worker at the newsstand located outside the huge skyscraper downtown had made a game of it. Guess what the beautiful blonde lawyer was wearing. He was able to win his little internal game more often than not and why not, after watching her for over five years he knew every outfit she owned. She usually got to work early, around 7am which was fine with Abdul. That meant there was no one else around to interfere with his voyeuristic fun. 

"Hello Abdul." The young blonde announced with a smile as she approached the newsstand.

"Oh good morning Lis. The Times as usual?" The Sudanese immigrant handed her the paper and took her dollar. He smiled to himself as he had lost his game. He had guessed the summer weight blue pinstripe but she had surprised him with the stone colored outfit. It was the first time he had guessed wrong in a number of days. 

"That's it. Now you're starting the citizenship process right." The blonde was looking down into her large bag as she spoke dropping the change into the purse inside. 

"Yes. Yes. That's right." The man was too enthralled with the touch of his customer's hand from giving her the change to pay attention.

"Remember I've okayed it with the boss. We are going to handle this for you free of charge so come and see me soon alright?" She reminded him.

The black man could only smile in response he was so smitten. With that Lis Rome turned and pranced up the steps of the downtown office building. Abdul watched the performance as she climbed the 50 steps. She was like any of the other people going to work in the city, although, as Abdul would attest too, she did it looking better than just about anyone else. Ms. Rome's hair stuck out in a crowd as did her athletic 5"-8" frame resplendent in the stone colored business suit. The tailor who fitted Lis for all her suits knew what she was doing. The material showed off all the important body parts, her swaying hips and small but pert cleavage. Yet the summer suit wasn't so tight that it was obscene. After all Ms. Rome was an ambitious lawyer at Collins, Kelly & Witt not some tarty secretary out looking for a breadwinning husband as much as collecting a paycheck. The statuesque blonde had a career and if things kept going well a future partnership at the firm which was located on floors 19 through 22 in the building. Still the beautiful attorney knew that looks counted so she dressed the part.

As she moved through the lobby to the bank of elevators Lis got her share of stares. The suit skirt was short and the black high heel pumps showed off her long legs. The calf and thigh muscles bulged behind tan skin that was smooth and polished from a recent leg waxing. She said hello to Anna at the reception desk. The pretty middle aged woman with the Mediterranean features had been with the firm for 15 years and was exceptional at keeping the unwanted salesman and stockbrokers away from the 55 lawyers employed there. 

Lis' office was large but only because none of the lawyers above her grade really wanted it. While many of the other offices were smaller they had a panoramic view of the city and the river below. Additionally their assistants were located right outside in the large bullpen made up of paralegals and secretaries. Meanwhile Lis' office was down a corridor, windowless and in a remote corner. Many jokingly called it the playpen. Lis didn't mind it. She had more privacy than anyone in the office.

This Monday morning would be no different than most others. Lis was only 33 years old but she was one of the better litigators in the firm. She seemed to be at her best with white collar criminal defense work and litigating civil cases. She was great in the courtroom, a rare talent that the partners saw as future greatness in the legal profession. Lis was at her desk finishing up the settlement paperwork on a corporate client's embezzlement case when Judd Witt knocked on her open door.

"Good morning how's our litigating superstar today?" The firm patriarch inquired with his usual broad smile. Judd Witt was the last of the founding members of Collins, Kelly & Witt. He brought in many of the best clients that accounted for a great deal of the revenue at the firm. Over the past couple of years when one of his clients went to court more often than not he called on Lis.

"I don't know. I haven't seen Roger yet this morning." Lis responded and smiled up at her mentor. 

"Ha! I could have sworn you passed him in the rankings last week!" Atty. Witt loved a good sense of humor. Lis had referred to Roger Gordon the current top dog in the litigation department.

"Not in this lifetime. So how was your weekend?" Lis returned as Judd closed the door to her office bringing a folder with him.

"Very boring but I do like not having to come in here so often. You and a few others have taken up much of the slack and I appreciate it." Judd sometimes got a little sentimental with Lis. He felt that close to her.

"Just doing my job." Lis replied trying to cut short the soft moment.

"And today is a work day and I have some more for you!" The managing partner bellowed in his famous tenor voice.

"Good. With the Keltic litigation done I could do with another case." Lis informed him.

"This one is a little tricky to say the least. He's not one of our usual clients. Xavier Washington was one of Briger's deals." Judd explained.

"Oh God not another one!" Lis smiled and shook her head.

Sam Briger had been one of the more flamboyant partners in the history of Collins, Kelly & Witt. While he brought in some huge Wall Street clients, Briger had engaged some very eclectic clients as well. Clients that had ran with him in his very crazy lifestyle.

"I am afraid that this one may be the wildest yet. Xavier Washington, or X as he is called, has done some big deals through the firm but ..., well ... there's no other way to say it. He's a pimp. He runs probably the most exclusive escort service in the city." The elder lawyer stated with a look that somehow combined sheepish with disdain.

"Oh great, I can't wait to dig into this one." Lis just didn't need this one a Monday.

"It's not what you think. You wouldn't even know what he did if you saw him. He actually runs a sizable real estate business as well. He had a run in with one of his tenants and they pressed charges against him. He's actually in the right on this one." Judd explained.

"So you want me to work out a deal for him on this one?" Lis asked.

"Oh I would have turned this over to one of our lesser colleagues if that's what this was all about. X told me that he wants to keep his record clean. You see he has this funny notion about being an innocent man despite his profession. I told him that he would have to pay our full hourly rate. Good luck." Judd Witt handed the folder over the desk to Lis.

"Judd I know you try to avoid having too high brow a reputation here and that's fine with me. If you don't mind me asking why are we working with a guy like this?" Lis inquired.

"Oh I don't mind answering that one. As I said X not only runs a very high class escort service, he owns a great deal of property in this city. He's quite a good businessman. The fees for his real estate transactions have been significant and of course he was one of Briger's boys. Always a laugh a minute with Sammy." The senior partner smiled and then turned and left the office.

Xavier Washington arrived at 2pm. He was ushered into Lis' office. The blonde attorney met him at her office door and she was mildly surprised. Lis had seen all sorts at the various city courthouses and this man didn't seem like a pimp at all. Mr. Washington was a very good looking black man he was wearing a nice conservative business suit and his demeanor would fit in with any of the lawyers on the floor. Lis shook hands with her newest client. She noticed that in her 4" Jimmy Choo pumps she was eye to eye with the very handsome black man.

"Have a seat Mr. Washington." Lis walked around her desk and sat in her chair.

"Thanks Ms. Rome. First, let me tell you how appreciative I am that you'd take my case. I realize that you're used to bigger fish with better reputations." Xavier Washington flashed an infectious smile.

"Well to be honest just because some of the fish in here wear white collars when they do their crimes doesn't mean they don't stink." Both Lis and Xavier chuckled.

"In any event Mr. Washington I don't care if you're Charles Manson in here for a traffic ticket, I'm going to give you my total attention and best effort." Lis finished.

"Well that makes me feel a lot better. Believe it or not I've never been arrested before." Xavier admitted.

"Why don't you tell me what happened." Lis inquired.

"I had these tenants in one of my buildings. It started out nice. They paid every month for a year and a half. Then they began to complain about everything, even had the health inspector down a couple of times. This is for a clothing store! The inspector said if they nagged him again he'd have them arrested!" The black man was animated but Lis noticed very much in control.

"How did you get arrested?" Lis asked calmly.

"Okay. I found out that all they wanted to do was move to another store front. I had another 3 ½ years on the lease. I confronted them and said they could move but I wanted rent for four months. I could get a tenant in that time. So what do they do? They stopped paying rent and moved anyway. They left some things behind after sneaking out in the middle of the night. The next day I moved out some inventory and furniture to clear space. One of the guys came by just as I was finishing. He did everything to get me to hit him. He pushed me, kicked me but I never hit him. I did push him back a couple of times though." Xavier finished his story.

"The police arrested you later that day?" Lis asked.

"Ms. Rome, they know who I am. What I do. I swear to God I wouldn't hurt a hair on anyone. You can ask anyone who works for me. And just so you know I don't expect you to like what I do but I do it as a gentleman."

"I'm not here to judge you. You're not going to have to worry about that. I do need the police report you brought with you. I'm going to meet with the prosecutor at the end of the day." Lis said matter of factly trying to hide her contempt for his profession.

Xavier handed her the paperwork. "I've been told that who you get as a prosecutor can make a difference. Is that true?"

"Sometimes." The blonde attorney smiled. "We've got Corinna Everlund. She's reasonable. I'm going to try and get this thrown out as just a landlord-tenant dispute. Would you pay a small fine for a misdemeanor if it came to that?"

"I'd think about it but understand I'm innocent." He responded.

"I understand." Lis got up and walked around her desk. "As I said I'm going to do my best for you." She held out her hand. As Mr. Washington got up to shake her hand Lis noticed him checking out her legs.

"Ms. Rome if you can help me I'll owe you big time!" The black man's response and smile made him seem like a little kid.

2

Lis Rome made her way to the third floor of the prosecutor's office. Corinna Everlund's office was at the end of the hall. She knocked on the door and poked his head inside.

"Hi Cory." Lis smiled at the prosecutor as she walked through the office door.

"How are you Lis? Come in and have seat." Atty. Everlund stood and walked around her desk. She was an inch or two taller than Lis and had the body of a fitness model. She had been a track and field star in college and although that was 15 years ago she looked like she hadn't lost a step. Her trim muscular physique intimidated and turned on more than a few male defense attorneys although around a beautiful woman like Lis Rome the prosecutor's own sexuality became obvious. She couldn't help but give the curvy blonde a serious going over as she walked through the door. Lis sat down at the small conference table and crossed her legs making sure to give the assistant district attorney an eyeful. Normally Lis wouldn't think of teasing Corinna but intuition told her that this case was going to be important to her and not an easy one. She knew she was right as soon as her counterpart sat down next to her.

"You know there isn't much I can do for your friend Mr. Washington. I can save us all a trial and offer 2 years. The woman's chiseled face and almond shaped brown eyes scanned the defense attorney for any mental sign of weakness.

"Ugh counselor this was a shoving match." Lis responded.

"I know but it's what the DA wants." The prosecutor applied her leverage.

"Look Cory I know what this guy does for a living and I'm not the happiest girl in the courthouse now that I have to defend him. Have your bosses gotten so lazy that they have to pin something as lame as this on Mr. Washington? Do they really think this is going to end the world's oldest profession?" Lis calmly shot back.

"I guess we're going to court then." Cory added.

"Well just so your so called victims, and I use that term lightly, know that they can't use you as their personal law firm. Here are copies of the civil suit we are filing against them for breaking the lease, damage to property and Mr. Washington's business as said building. It's for $1.67 million. I'd let you break the news to them that they're playing at the varsity level from now on but the sheriff has probably already served them." The blonde haired attorney handed the papers over to the prosecutor.

"Varsity level huh?" Corinna smiled.

"Complete with $400 an hour players. That's what it's going to cost for these weasels to stay in the game and defend this civil suit. Come on Corinna these people wouldn't even negotiate in good faith to be released from their lease. How do you think they'll look on the stand?" Lis fired another salvo.

Corinna Everlund smiled at Lis. She thought the blonde was the sexiest woman she'd ever laid her eyes on. The prosecutor had spent her entire life as an athlete. Perfection in physical presentation had been her life's ambition. So this beautiful young blonde haired woman really made her juices flow. Smart, warm and built with a feminine muscularity that Corinna thought was almost as flawless as her own physique. The prosecutor could really see herself with Lis and these thoughts had taken up considerable space in her thoughts. She had begun to really fall hard for the defense attorney.

Corinna decided to change tacks. "I feel bad making you came all the way down here for nothing. Let me buy you a drink." 

Lis could feel the heat coming from across the table and it unnerved her a little. "Oh I really shouldn't. I have to get back to the office."

"Maybe some other time then." The muscular dishwater blonde gave Lis a lascivious smile making her intentions even more obvious.

"Okay." Lis stuttered as she got up to leave. She was stunned. Corinna had flirted with her before but never had she made such an aggressive pass at her. Maybe it was frustration from having been handed such a weak case. Lis suspected that someone up above had stuck Corinna, who usually handled much tougher cases, a real shit sandwich with X Washington. For whatever reason someone really had it out for her client and with Corinna as the prosecutor things weren't going to be easy. While she was an extremely fair woman she wasn't the kind of prosecutor that rolled over for anyone even if she wanted to sleep with the defense attorney. 

3

It was late in the afternoon by the time Xavier Washington sauntered into Lis Rome's offices. She had broken most of the bad news to Xavier over the phone so there were going to be few surprises. 

"Why so blue counselor? The sun's sure to come up tomorrow." The black man gave his lawyer a broad smile as he poked his head into her office. 

Lis looked up and saw that X was dressed down but still looked good, real good. He had on a rose colored dress shirt and a pair of grey slacks. He exuded confidence and class and he had made an impression on the young blonde haired lawyer. Lis had grown more and more disturbed with his business interest. Every time she saw him or talked to X on the phone she wondered how such a nice man could get tangled up in such a hideous profession. Sure he had branched out into real estate and by all reports and rumors around the office those ventures seemed to becoming a bigger and bigger part of his life which was a good thing. Still what Lis found more disturbing than his questionable business practice was the fact that she actually cared about what this man did to make his money.

"I'm glad you're keeping a stiff upper lip, Mr. Washington." Lis replied as she got up from the couch that was against the side wall in her office and shook his hand.

"That's not the only thing that's getting stiff on me looking at that fine body." He thought as he took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Lis' desk. "I should have warned you that with my reputation things would be more difficult and please call me X."

"Well X that's some of the bad news, the good news is this charge is a joke. Your so called victims were served with papers for the civil suit yesterday. They may not be so cooperative with the criminal trial now." Lis reported.

"That's great I just want this behind me. You said that was some of the bad news though." X was curious.

"Well the prosecutor we drew is usually a no nonsense lawyer. She wouldn't have proceeded with this unless she was being pushed.

"Who's the prosecutor?" X asked with keen interest.

"Corinna Everlund" Lis answered

"You had mentioned Legs Everlund at the last meeting." The black man let out a breath and leaned back. For a brief moment his face betrayed a sort of panic. "Oh sorry I didn't mean to be sexist. I know she's good. That's just her nickname on the street amongst some of those that have had to deal with her if you know what I mean."

"Really?" Lis was curious now.

"I've never met the woman but some of the fellas say she's quite a sight." X continued carefully as he thought about how the prosecutor's legs might match up with those displayed in front of him now.

"She's in very good shape if that's what you mean and as you had said a very good prosecutor." Lis said slowly with a knowing smile. She was finding X's personality totally against the stereotype of a pimp.

"Well what do we do now?" He asked.

"We have to wait and see what this civil suit brings. The lack of evidence may cause this to die on the vine too. So we have to hang tight for now with the criminal side. Still we need to research what's driving this problem." Lis explained.

"What do you mean? Those assholes, pardon my French, want to get out of our lease and make me twist in the wind." X emphasized.

"X what I'm saying is that someone with significant juice is pushing this situation. There's no other reason why Everlund and her boss would proceed with such shaky evidence. I'm not just patronizing you when I explain this case in those terms. In short X, someone up there doesn't like you." Lis broke it to her client.

"Look, I don't mistreat the people that work for me. I think you've seen I'm a pretty regular guy. I don't make enemies." The black man was doing his best to keep his eyes from straying all over his attorney's legs which were crossed right in front of him.

"You have to admit that you work in what could best be described as a controversial industry. I have to guess that you may have enemies you don't even know about." 

"In other words you want me to check things out. See if someone's hasn't been happy with my lifestyle."

"I would think more on an individual basis. If this was someone trying to make a statement against your business there'd be others like you in trouble."




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 01



"Well I have to thank you for overlooking my ownership of an escort service to help me out here." X acknowledged.

"X you're a nice guy and you're being railroaded. That's all I care about right now." Lis didn't go any further. It had hit her like a lightening bolt during the meeting after floating around in the back of her mind for the past few days. She had always fallen for and dated the Ivy league type, meaning white and uptight, but Lis Rome wasn't ashamed to admit to herself that under different circumstances X Washington would have been on her to do list.

"You still disagree with my lifestyle though?" X couldn't resist prodding a little more.

"At the level I've heard you operate at I guess I'm okay with it. If someone wants to pay for companionship then that's their business. What I think really destroys your reputation is the violence prostitution seems to perpetuate." Lis lectured.

"Well you're right about that. I'm a gentle guy. I handle people the same way this firm does. If a male or female employee screws up they don't work for me too long." He explained.

"Male employees?" Lis was intrigued.

"Oh sure! You think only men need companionship? If you are ever in need, just give me a call." X could sense the lawyer loosening up and obliged her.

"I have a boyfriend. Thank you very much just the same." Lis laughed.

"You're right about the violence. So many men in my position mistreat young naive people." 

"It's a horrible epidemic." Lis couldn't hide her contempt for anyone who mistreated a defenseless person.

"They don't even hide it. Hell some of these assholes even brag about the beatings and the murders."

"What do you mean? You know about beatings and murder?" Lis was concerned.

"Only one murder. You know that young guy, the actor who disappeared 18 months ago? He's out on that floating dump in the river. He was moonlighting with this pimp and was quite successful. Yet he wanted out after a year or so. The pimp said no. This guy didn't really run an escort service with what you would call legitimate clients. He would make his people work with just about anyone with no real security. This guy was not what I would call an understanding person. Still the kid walked away. Well his employer walked into his apartment and took all his belongings to make up for the shortfalls and to scare him into coming back. Then when that didn't work he waited a couple of months and shot the kid in the back of the head." X looked like someone who had suddenly realized he had opened up too much.

"Oh my God X! You have to go to the police. That murder is still unsolved." Lis cried out.

"As I stated, this guy is not an understanding person and I am being totally honest when I say I'm not a violent man. I don't know how that stuff works." X explained.

"As your lawyer I'm telling you that you should go to the police, even anonymously." Lis pleaded with her client.

"I've got a conscience. I know what you're saying. Unfortunately this young man dealt with some serious people. I am sorry I said anything. I guess I am a victim of getting too comfortable here and opening my big mouth. I'll tell you what, I'll think about it."

"Promise me because I can't do anything. I'm your lawyer and what you say in here has to stay in here with me. Otherwise X I'd be on the phone right now." Lis couldn't believe he had told her about the fate of the young man. He truly seemed naïve about these things.

"Well let me make it up to you. I'm going for dinner. Why not join me." X smiled broadly putting his charm on display.

"Ugh geez X I would except I have more work here. How about next time?" Lis declined. 

She was worried that things might not end at dinner. Somewhere deep inside her a passion had flared. It was slowly leaking out and affecting the beautiful lawyer and there was nothing she could do to stem these feelings. 

It was hours later by the time Lis was finally able to walk away from her office. The warm summer air buffeted her face and blew her shoulder length blonde hair around her face. Lis couldn't get the 26 year old Cameron Sedgewick out of her mind. In actuality he was struggling to make it in the theatre industry. Short on money he had fallen in with the wrong crowd. He began working as a prostitute. He would see a couple of men a week at first and it paid the rent. Then he found that he was so popular he was up to 10 men a week very quickly. Cameron was gay and his specialty was dressing as a woman. He met some very wealthy men and some of them took very good care of him. Then one day Cameron landed a job as an assistant to a producer. While it wasn't acting it was a great break. The young crossdresser knew he was going to have to leave prostitution behind. Instead Cameron Sedgewick failed to show for work one morning. The disappearance made all of the city papers, not because a talented young man was missing but because of what he did at night. Lis actually knew a couple of gay men and people from the theatre that had known Cameron. They were heartbroken when Cam, as he was known, turned up missing.

When Lis found she couldn't stand it anymore the attorney realized she had walked by her normal subway entrance and travelled thirty blocks toward her apartment. She spotted a payphone and lunged towards it. She didn't care what she looked like desperately clawing at the phone or her career for that matter. Lis just knew because of her sense of decency she owed this kid.

Detective Larry Briski was doing a crossword puzzle when the phone in the 23rd precinct rang. "Homicide." The 55 year old answered the phone in his Brooklyn accent.

"Cameron Sedgewick's on the garbage barge in the river." The voice was so muffled the detective couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman on the other end of the line.

"What?" He barked back into the phone.

"Cameron Sedgewick . . . garbage barge in the river!" The voice yelled back.

"Wait a minute! Let me get a pen!" The detective had heard the voice the first time but the key was to try and keep the caller on the line as long as possible. The simple request that they stay on so he could get a pen was another simple yet sometimes effective way to keep a panicked informer on the phone. Sometimes a person no matter how determined they were to get off the phone would be polite enough to wait while someone got a pen. This time it didn't work. The line had gone dead.

The city police get a million leads on thousands of crimes every year. They are called lazy and inept when they don't solve a crime and while that may be true some of the times, many times they are just overwhelmed. Detective Briski may have lost a step or two but he wasn't one of the lazy ones. A crime unit was out on the massive garbage island the next day. It took 30 hours of digging before the remains of Cameron Sedgwick were found. He was in a horrible state of decay. Larry accompanied the body to the Medical Examiner's Office. He and his partner Ben Cujo had been on this case from the beginning. Through his friends they had gotten to know Cameron. Fortunately for the young man's memory Ol' Larry still got incensed when he saw an innocent person hurt.

4

The story was front page in all the papers. The big break in the disappearance of Cameron Sedgewick was Cameron himself. DNA testing had identified the body as that of the young Broadway employee. The Rabbi and Mad Dog were back in the game. Briski called the Rabbi because he was the only Jew in homicide and Cujo called "Mad Dog" because his last name was the same as a certain dog made famous in a Stephen King novel would be revisiting old suspects as the evidence from the autopsy became known.

It was late in the afternoon and Lis had just returned from the firm's gym. Many of the lawyers worked such long hours that they needed some sort of release. The partners dedicated about 1200 square feet to a workout room. The gym was small but had all the latest equipment. Attorney Rome spent an hour of every 16 hour work day scaring even the fittest of the firm's males with her intense regimen. She was preparing to write a brief when Xavier Washington appeared in her doorway.

"Hello X. What's going on?" They weren't scheduled to meet unless X had something about his case. It didn't matter, she had been thinking about him often. As she checked him out in the doorway her heart began to flutter.

"Hey I've got to talk to you. Is it okay?" He looked a little uptight.

"Sure come on in." Lis smiled in anticipation but became a little concerned when the black man closed door and locked it.

He paced towards the desk and then away from it to a corner of the office. "There's been some interesting stuff in the news lately." He was still facing away from Lis when he said it.

"What do you mean?" Lis hadn't even thought about consequences when she phoned in the tip to the police.

"Attorney Rome, there are very few people that knew about that young man, you, me and the people who put him on that God forsaken island." X informed her. 

"Oh my God!" Lis had made finding Cameron Sedgewick such a priority that she had ignored any privilege she owed Xavier Washington. Her stomach started doing flip flops.

"Yea I hope God actually does help us. Just tell me you didn't march your pretty blonde head into the police and just sit down with a detective." X sat down on the couch and stretched his legs out in front of him. 

"Are you kidding? I called from a payphone 30 blocks from here and I stuffed a handkerchief over the receiver." Lis explained.

"Well we at least have that. Still we could both end up dead or you disbarred if we're lucky." X warned.

"I know." Lis said softly.

There was a brief silence and then X spoke. "I'll keep you out of this but you're going to owe me."

"How are you going to keep me out of it. I made the call and what about you?" Lis replied.

X smiled. The lady seemed to be a team player which was a good sign.

"Hey I'm glad they found the poor kid. At least his family has him back and knows the truth. Yet finding the body doesn't mean that they've solved the murder. It may not ever come back to the conversation we had."

"I still want the guy who did this to go to jail X." Lis admitted.

"Well I second that one but these people aren't the kind that you would want playing opposite you on an episode of Nancy Drew, if you know what I mean." X stood as he talked. He suddenly seemed worried about Lis continuing to meddle in this affair.

"What do you want from me?" Lis wanted to know exactly what she was going to owe the handsome black man.

"I want you to stay out of this from now on. Enough has been done. Then I want you to make that assault charge go away. I don't care how. If I go to court this guy may think I may have been pressured into giving him up and now that the cops have the body. I could run into some more problems than a jail sentence." X said.

"I'll do my best but I'm going to be straight with you. It might be hard." Lis stood up and walked around her desk and leaned back against the front of it. Despite what was being discussed she looked over X and thought he looked incredible in the shirt's rose color.

"I understand that but now the two of us have an extra incentive to keep me out of court. I guess we're really a team now." 

The black man chuckled softly. He was disappointed in the athletic woman's outfit. While it was very flattering to her toned muscular body it was a charcoal pinstripe pantsuit. X wanted to look at her legs. He had a confidence that made Lis think everything was going to be all right. X was right in front of her, face to face. Lis felt that she had never been this close to X before but the last thing she felt was uncomfortable. She pushed off of the desk and stood all the way up. X seemed to take it as an entrée. He stepped up and put his arms on Lis' hips and leaned in and gave the gorgeous white woman a kiss. Lis pulled back instinctively but not the second time that X's lips touched hers. She stood there and let him kiss her for a moment and then she felt his arms moving around her back. X sensed the acquiescence and poked his tongue through his lips and against hers. Lis' insides were exploding with excitement. She was kissing a client right here in her office, a man who handled women for a living and for her the worst, a black man. All of it was so wrong but Lis couldn't resist the taboo. She opened her mouth and let the wet tongue slide in. 

They began kissing more passionately. Lis began running her hands all over the black man's shoulders and torso. He was so muscular she was going crazy. At one point X tried to move his lips to Lis' neck but she tried her best to keep their lips attached. She didn't want to have the ability to talk. It may have forced her rational self to the surface and it may have barked out for the handsome black man to stop ravaging her. She felt the hands pressing against her ass. Oh God was he going to fuck her right here on her desk? She pressed her hips against his to let him know that maybe it would be alright.

Instead Lis felt his hands move to her shoulders and gently press her down. After a brief moment of comprehension she knew what X wanted. She let the pressure take her down to her knees where she was met with an enormous bulge pushing out the grey pants. The black man moved quickly to take advantage. He unzipped his fly and unbuckled his belt. The pants were down at his ankles and Lis was looking at a huge black penis. It was semi erect and getting harder. It was a surreal situation. How could she be doing this? Lis didn't have time to think about it though. X had grabbed his manhood and was pushing it against her lips. She resisted at first. That rational girl was screaming at the top of her lungs. "You're at work! He's a client and worse, a criminal! A black man oh God Lis you're going to let a black man have you!" It was the last she heard from that side of her. Lis loved giving head and she was good at it. The musky smell was streaming up her nostrils drawing her closer to the purple head that had grown to the size of a small plum. Then there was the taste. She loved the taste of a man down there and she was sure that this man, so black and so gorgeous, was going to be a delicacy. When X gently lunged forward again Lis Rome opened her mouth and let him slide through her lips. 

Both of them were tentative at first even though their desires were bubbling over. They knew this wasn't supposed to happen. Now that X had gotten her to swallow him he slowly slid his penis in and out. He kept his hand behind Lis' head to control her but he was careful not to choke the white girl. He wanted nothing to hinder this moment. He noticed her tongue. It was flicking out of her mouth and reaching out and touching his erection like a snake's searching for a meal. He saw that it was much larger than normal. He also found that this girl knew how to suck cock. She had been on her knees before and she was as good as many of the women that did it professionally for him.

Lis was scared to death and many of the feelings that went along with this emotion. If someone came to her door just the fact that it was locked would raise serious suspicions. She felt shame that in a few short moments she had thrown her professionalism and ethics out the window. She couldn't believe she was doing this right in her office with a black man. Yet wasn't that what was turning her on? She could have easily stopped X if she wanted. This wasn't a black man sodomizing her. It was a white woman sexually charged with the raw desire to do something she would have never thought of doing before except deep down in her soul where she rarely wanted to visit. Lis started sucking harder.

X felt her desire boiling. This woman was incredible. He hadn't been with such an eager women in quite a while. He saw the tears beginning to flow down Lis' face as his penis was now bouncing off the back of her throat. She was taking most of his black cock down her throat and that long tongue was creating a wonderful friction all along the underside of his erection. He even felt her hands caressing his buttocks and along his muscular thighs. For X this was better than he had ever could have imagined it would be. She was as hot as any of the $2500 a night whores he ran.

They were both grunting and moaning uncontrollably. X was bucking his hips wildly and his eyes had rolled to the back of his head. He was rapidly approaching the point of no return. Meanwhile the passion that had been leaking inside of Lis was now flowing like lava from a volcano. It coursed through her body as she attacked X's manhood with a gusto she had never felt before. Her fingernails were digging into the dark skinned buttocks. Her head was bobbing up and down furiously. Lis had tasted the black man's penis and now she desperately wanted to swallow the rest of him. She ultimately got her wish. X spasmed and his muscles went taut. He had the presence of mind to muffle his moan. It came out as a kind of gurgle instead of the bellowing cry that he yearned to let out. 

The hot thick liquid gushed from the long tube of meat and splashed against the roof of Lis' mouth. As X's sperm continued to flow it coated her tongue leaving its thick salty taste. Lis drank X down with relish letting out a guttural moan as it flowed down her throat. 

Suddenly it was over. X dragged his softening penis out of Lis' mouth and collapsed backwards. He leaned back against the arm of the couch and watched Lis recover. Her full red lips were shiny with his cum. Lis wiped her mouth and stood up. 

"I can't believe we did that." Was all she could muster.

"Oh my Lord you are incredible!" X gushed.

"We shouldn't have done that. It was so wrong." Lis continued.

"As I said. I guess now we're really in this together." X stated as he wiped the mascara from around Lis' eyes with a handkerchief.

The larger more immediate problem came rushing back into Lis' mind and it showed.

"I can keep you out of this. I told you Lis. Don't worry just help me with this charge." X smiled reassuringly at his attorney as he finished wiping and gave her the cloth.

"I will." Lis answered breathlessly.

The black man leaned in kissed her full on the lips and she kissed him back. Lis felt his hand down at her crotch. She jumped when he grabbed at her genitals. 

"You know I was very disappointed that you wore pants today. You have spectacular legs and I look forward to seeing them when I stop by. They would look so much better in expensive stockings. You should get rid of those cheap pantyhose and buy a few garter belts." His face was so close to her, she could feel the full force of his breath as he spoke and his hand rubbing the soaked areas of her crotch. Then just like that X kissed Lis and he was gone. 

5

Lis couldn't sleep for days after her sexual encounter with X. She kept thinking. How could doing the right thing get her in so much trouble? Someone had killed that young man and even if they never found the killer at least Cameron's parents would be able to bury him and he would be at peace.

Those next few days at the office were like walking on eggshells. Lis tried to hide most of the time. After her initial meeting with X she had joked with a couple of her colleagues regarding her assignment. Now she avoided the subject like the plague. Lis knew if she was going to get free of this thing she would have to do two things, trust X to keep their secret and deal with Corinna Everlund from a weakening position. She had known X for less than a couple of weeks and he exploited women for a living. Still she felt more comfortable with the consequences of trusting a pimp than the prosecutor. 

She had a couple of hours of research to do in the archives. The law firm had an enormous amount of paperwork that had never been converted onto the computer. These archives were filed in the basement of the building. This area was split into two areas. There was the unsecured section which had paperwork that didn't have to be kept private. Then there was the much larger section which contained client files. This area was cordoned off by what amounted to a steel cage that ran from the floor to the ceiling and from wall to wall. The only way to gain access was through a door that needed a code to open. Lis could have had one of the first year associates do this work but then she wouldn't have been able to hide from the outside world which for the first time in her life had a pretty good stranglehold on her.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 01



Lis took one of the boxes off the racks that were attached to the cage. The boxes acted as a wall blocking anyone from the outside from looking into the secured archives area. Lis pulled out a case file put it on the table and began taking notes. She was on her sixth page of notes when she heard the security door open. The last thing Lis wanted was company. She looked up and saw Xavier Washington smiling at her.

"How'd you get in here?" Lis was amazed that the black man could get by the six number code system. 

"Hey I'm supposed to be a criminal right? Defeating a silly six number code is easy." He laughed as he walked toward her. "Actually I conned it out of your receptionist. She knows we have work to do."

X leaned down and kissed the attorney on the cheek. Then he pulled up a chair next to her. Lis felt the butterflies in her stomach beat harder.

"How have things been going on the case?" He asked anxiously.

"I haven't met with the prosecutor yet." The offered the excuse hopefully.

"We don't have much time now do we? It's next week right?" X seemed concerned.

"I'm seeing Everlund tomorrow." Attorney Rome stood up as she lied. She was hoping to develop a position of power by standing. Yet all it did was give the black man an opportunity. He slid his hand up her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Lis demanded but made no attempt to move away.

"I knew your legs looked extra fine. You've got a silky pair of stockings on." X discovered. 

"So I took your advice. That doesn't mean you can feel me up." She smirked.

"No, keeping me on ice with this case does." X worked from his seated position and Lis let him, keeping her legs spread. She took a sharp breath and shut her eyes when he reached her panties. There was silence as the black man expertly worked his fingers over her genitals.

"Why don't you take this tight little skirt off? Just as a favor for making me twist in the wind a little." X grinned up at her.

"Not here." Lis breathed.

"No one's gonna catch us sugar." X got up and reached around Lis and unzipped the navy blue skirt. It dropped to the floor around Lis' ankles. The black man took a step back. He took in Lis' athletic form, the perfection of the muscles in her legs encased in dark blue stockings up to her upper thighs, the beauty of her womanhood wet and pressing against her sheer panties. The pimp, no stranger to sexy women, was truly impressed.

"You know there is only one thing wrong. As subtle as it is, it's still so important. X sat back down in the chair. He alternately lifted Lis' legs and picked up the skirt and neatly folded it on the table behind him. Then he reached up and unclipped each of the clasps from the garter belt holding up her stockings. Then he gently lowered her panties. Lis stood there, frozen and speechless, not really believing this was happening. X got a good look at Lis as he lowered the parties. He was delighted to see that her pubic hairs were trimmed neatly and naturally blonde. X slid the panties over the straps and deftly reattached them to the stockings.

"There. Every lady with sex on their mind should be able to get out of her panties without her garter belt getting in the way." The black man stood with definite plans of showing Lis how it worked when the door to the archives facility opened.

"Oh shit!" Lis hissed. She went for her skirt but it was out of reach. She thought she was dead meat when she heard her boyfriend D. J. call out. 

"Lis! Hey Lis you here?" He called out.

There was no way that D. J. could see what was going on behind the boxes and there was no way he had the acumen of X in sneaking past the security door. Lis felt safer knowing this until she saw the opening where the file box had been. The box was uselessly sitting on the table next to her skirt. She thought quickly and bent over and put her face and shoulders down into the opening. It wasn't perfect but like most of the other shit going on in her life lately it would have to do.

"D. J. I'm over here!" Lis called out.

"Oh good I'm glad I found you." The well built 35 year old made his way over to Lis.

"Hey I wanted to remind you about Sunday afternoon." He said.

"Sure, the Henderson's party. I've got it written down." Lis squirmed as she felt a hand slowly sliding up her legs. She quickly realized that if she wanted to keep her boyfriend in the dark as to what was happening behind the wall of boxes she would have to stay still. X was free to do what he wanted to her. As she stood there bent over at the waist Lis felt her panties sliding down.

"What's going on down here?" D. J. inquired.

"Oh I'm about to be sodomized by a black man." Lis thought as she told him she was researching a client history.

"How about dinner tonight?" D. J. Asked.

"How about Saturday? I've got a huge workload the next two days." Lis countered. She wanted to keep the decks clear so she would be free to meet with Everlund at a moment's notice. Meanwhile X's hands were no longer caressing her legs. "What was he up to back there?" Lis wondered. She found out almost immediately. She felt something blunt press against her vaginal opening. Lis struggled as best as she could but with D. J. standing right in front of her it was fruitless. She felt X's hands grab her hips and the pressure increased until the black man slipped inside her.

"So what's wrong?" D. J. asked.

"I'm sorry honey but I'm busy. You've been through this too with your job." Lis let out as calmly as possible, unable to control her wide eyed expression as the large black penis began probing her insides.

"No you look strange that's all." D. J. replied.

"I haven't slept much lately. I'm kind of tired." Lis said. 

She was having more and more trouble maintaining her composure. She had at least 7" of the thickest cock she's ever experienced inside her and there was more to come. 

"Why don't you open the door? I've got a quick back rub that will pick you right up and make you feel real good." D. J. smiled and held out his hands and cracked his knuckles. He had no idea that making his girlfriend feel good was in a real expert's hands now.

"You know I can't do that." Lis replied. She felt X moving inside her ever so slowly. The black man was pushing in and out but at barely any pace at all and with only about half his erection. Lis wanted to be filled and she wanted it faster. In other words she wanted to be fucked like she knew X was capable of doing. The slow movement was annoying her at first and as her boyfriend continued to talk it was like an itch that only got worse. 

"Aw come on who's going to know?" D. J. implored. Although balding and a fraction shorter than his girlfriend Yale grad Dennis Joseph Horrigan was used to getting his way. This attitude was a big reason he landed girlfriends like Lis. Yet this time, unbeknownst to him, his girlfriend was being slowly skewered on a big black cock right under his nose. 

"D. J. We've been through this before." Lis' raised her voice to make a point and to cover up the fact that the beefy cock impaling her was now driving her stark raving mad. She needed to be fucked so badly and as soon as possible. That meant getting rid of one Dennis Joseph Horrigan. Still she had to pause as she felt X's hardness slowly evacuate from her vagina inch by inch. It left a void that had to be filled again. "This place has rules and if I break those rules I get fired. And if I get fired I would never forgive myself or the man that got me fired. Now do you understand why I can't let you in here?"

She got stern and prayed that it got D. J. to leave. She would do anything to get that big black penis up inside her hole again. Meanwhile X had changed tactics. The black man was popping his head in and out of the opening to her vagina. He was playing with her like a lascivious sadist.

"Alright alright I'll call on Saturday. See you later." D. J. acquiesced. Lis was rewarded with the entire length of X's erection back up inside her. Lis smiled and D. J. took it as a sign that she wasn't mad instead of the reaction of a woman about to get the screwing of her life. Lis watched her boyfriend walk through the archives door and for all intensive purposes out of her life.

As soon as the door clicked shut the athletic blonde lunged backwards into the black man. Neither said a word as X took her. There were just grunts and groans spread throughout the room. Lis bent all the way over and grabbed her ankles. X grabbed her hips again and really went at the blonde burying himself to the hilt over and over. Lis was now sobbing as the orgasms began wracking her body.

X was so enjoying taking this young girl. Everything about her turned him on. He especially loved his women fit. He was a leg and ass man and Lis satisfied those requirements perfectly. She also indulged another most important requirement, Lis was white and so was her boyfriend. X loved fucking a white woman especially when he could do it behind a significant other's back. Lis rang all his bells and more. As he reveled in the delightful friction created by sliding his long black cock into Lis' tight canal X was quickly discovering that this girl was one of the best fucks he's ever had.

He slowly withdrew from her. Lis wanted him to keep going. She knew he hadn't cum yet. She stood and faced X. She saw the jet black appendage sticking straight out, slimy with her excitement. She grabbed it and they began kissing passionately. Suddenly X grabbed her buttocks and lifted her into the air. Lis responded by wrapping her arms and legs around his body. X was surprised by Lis' weight until he felt the sinew bulging in her lower back and ass as well as the pressure from her powerful legs. She was all muscle.

Lis sank down allowing X's thickness to slide inside her again. The feeling was exquisite and she began humping wildly against X's body. The black man was amazed by her sexual fervor. What was wrapped as a prim and proper white girl with an uptight attitude was really a sexual animal that fucked with reckless abandon underneath it all. As much as X was loving having his lawyer use his big black dick as a pogo stick he was quickly tiring. He walked the two of them over to the wall and pushed Lis' back up against it.

"Oh God honey I've got to set you down." X gasped as he sucked in air.

"I'm too heavy! I'm sorry!" Lis replied between pants with a degree of disappointment.

"Oh fuck no girl! Too heavy my ass! You have the most incredible body I've ever screwed! You just fuck like the wildest sweet thing!" X thought maybe he had caught it in time and buoyed the girl's self esteem. He was experienced and could sense a woman's vulnerabilities. He had just found Lis weak point. Although the woman was in such fabulous shape she had a deep six pack carved into her abdomen she was self conscious about her size and weight.

Seemingly reassured Lis let her legs slide down X's body. They were now standing facing each other with Lis still impaled on the black man. X began grinding into her. Now facing her he could see the lust in Lis' eyes. The white girl was going to have a serious case of jungle fever after this experience.

They were kissing as X drilled his dick in and out of Lis and she was having an effect on him. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. As for Lis, she had never had a sexual encounter like this before. She had no idea this kind of intensity existed. They were standing there staring at each other breathing hot moist air onto each other's faces while X lunged again and again into Lis. She gladly accepted his thrust until suddenly X's body began to spasm driving his manhood deep inside her. Lis felt the warm liquid as she let out a high pitched scream. She caught herself and bit into her lover's shoulder to cut off the sound. Then she stood there and let X finish her off. Finally done X collapsed against Lis and the wall. They kissed briefly but as incredible as this encounter had been Lis couldn't risk this any longer. They dressed hurriedly. 

"You know I would love to see you tonight. I know you have to work but if you could come by my place I'd love to cook you dinner." X invited Lis.

"For D. J. I have to work. For you and that big black penis I'll be by at about 8." Lis smiled as X came over to her and they kissed deeply. Then he disappeared through the security door.

Lis worked in a cloud that combined confusion with a euphoric feeling for the rest of the day. At the end of it she hurried up town to X's place. He lived in a townhouse on the upper eastside. Lis noticed how beautiful the exterior of the building looked as she walked up to the location. She hadn't been able to get him out of her mind all day. What attracted a nice white girl like Lis to a bad boy like Xavier Washington was anybody's guess but she was sure this was more than a sexual tryst with the handsome black man. She was hooked. Lis climbed the front steps and rang the doorbell. As she waited she quickly looked over the façade of the building again and marveled at how impeccably it had been restored to its original form. By Lis' estimate Xavier was a millionaire several times over. 

X came to the door and they kissed. He had prepared a sumptuous meal of salmon and vegetables. There was also a rich chocolate truffle cake for dessert. They wasted little time after dinner. X took Lis to his bedroom and once again they made love. This time it was slower and more sensuous. Lis reveled in the black man's touch and let him take the lead once again. She took another dose of his seed into her womb and then slept in his arms through the night. They awoke early and Lis made it home to change before work. While she had not had much sleep what there was of it was a deep relaxing slumber. Being in the black man's arms gave Lis a sense of security that she had not felt in over a month. So as she arrived at work and gave her Sudanese friend, Abdul yet another look at her lush body and toned legs Lis looked as refreshed and happy as any woman about to fall in love.

6

Detective Briski walked around the table and sat down next to the thin black man. "Now that we've found your handy work this is going to be a slam dunk."

"You said it was going to be a lay up six months ago. What's up with the basketball metaphors? You know I may be a black man but I'm from Britain. Go with something I can relate too. You ever play what you boys over here call soccer?" The black man returned in a slight British accent.

"You ever see a dreidel in action? That's about the extent of it with my boys." Briski had to smile. He'd been at it for so long he could run circles around the quickest wiseasses and the confused look on the suspect's face showed he'd done it again. "Besides that I like the Knicks."

"Yea, well in case you hadn't heard white men can't jump, especially old wrinkled ones." The black man made a comeback worthy of a man who had been grilled by plenty of cops.

"So why'd you have to kill the kid? All he wanted to do was retire. What was the problem? Your pension fund underfunded or are you just that ashamed of being gay?" Larry decided it was time to turn the screws a little bit. He got the desired effect. The black man became visibly agitated.

"I'm not a homosexual. Nice try." He replied showing irritation.

"Look, it's just the two of us here. There's none of your fellow pimps with their sick macho shit hanging around. You can be yourself in this room." Larry continued his taunting.

"I told you. You can go fuck yourself!" The black man howled.

"Come on! All those men and transvestites you whored out and not one a woman, including Cameron Sedgwick! Why not get this over with so we can go home!" To Larry an interrogation started with the back and forth chop busting, a sort of carpet bombing that softened up the area and readied it for the invasion. Larry was now changing gears.

"I've told you so many times I didn't run that guy. I didn't know him at all. And speaking of home that's where I'm going if you are through." The black man wasn't going to give Larry Briski the chance to start his interrogation. He knew how good the cop was at tricking people. He had to respect that. He got up out of the chair confident that the cops had no more evidence against him now that they had a body than they did six months ago when they first dragged him down to the precinct. He had taken a calculated risk coming down here without a lawyer and it had worked.

7

"Hey how are you? I didn't hear from you yesterday." Lis cooed into the phone from her office.

"Sorry baby but I had to be on that renovation site all day long and when I got home I just collapsed and slept through the night." X reported.

"Well I got back from court a couple of hours ago and it looks like we are going to have to go to trial on this." Lis broke the news as directly as she could. She found it was the best way of getting bad news out of the way.

"I've heard better things but it's not unexpected." X took the news well.

"I've been thinking about this and we may be dreading this for all the wrong reasons. We've been afraid to take this to court." 

"You've got that right babe." X couldn't resist interrupting his lawyer.

"X, we're in the right but we've been afraid to go to court why?" Lis asked.

"I don't want to go to jail." He couldn't resist a chuckle.

"Well we need to go in with a different attitude or better said the attitude we had in the beginning. It's all or nothing. You have to let them know you're willing to risk it all in order to prove that you're innocent. Then we let your ex-tenants know that we aren't letting up on the civil suit after a judge throws out this ridiculous criminal charge. It was our original tactic. Just because some asshole in the prosecutor's office or someone well connected wants you in jail shouldn't change that strategy." Lis surmised for her client.

"You know you are right on girl!" X agreed with Lis' strategy. "This is a tough situation and just because we have to depend on a judge or possibly a jury to kick whoever up there doesn't like me in the teeth then I guess we'll have to do just that. Why don't you get that sweet ass of yours up to my place for some dinner and naked strategizing?" X asked.

"That sounds good to me. Should I bring some jammies for comfort?" Lis was smiling broadly now.

"Oh honey we don't need any silly jammies. If we are going to do some strategizing I need you to do me a big favor though." X was laughing softly.

"Your wish is my command." Lis replied demurely.

"I need to get back to the construction until about 7pm, then I have to meet with Kelvin Jones but I also need to get his sub contractors some money from my bank or they won't start tomorrow." X informed Lis.

"These guys are going to work on a Saturday?" Lis asked.

"Sunday too. I have to get a tenant in on time or I lose them." X told her.

"So what do you want me to do so your busy day is smooth sailing?" She asked.

"I need you to stop by my bank at midtown to get the money for Kelvin's guys." X said.

"By the way, is this The Kelvin Jones?" Lis was impressed with X's business associate. Kelvin Jones was one of the hottest architect/contractors in the city. His work could be seen throughout many of the black neighborhoods that were turning around and earning the title, gentrified. In the process Kelvin Jones had also become one of the hottest properties in the city himself. He was all over the local papers and magazines as one of the city's most eligible bachelors and with good reason, Kelvin Jones was a wealthy man and downright gorgeous.

"He's my boy. Does all my work, I mean why not get the best. You know what I mean?" X explained.

"I impressed but X I'm not sure about picking up all that money from the bank. I would be a pretty easy target for the wrong person." Lis said.




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"Don't worry about it Lissy. It's only bank checks and they're already made out to each contractor and I still have to sign them. Besides with those legs you could probably outrun a bus." X laughed again.

"Alright I'll get over there but I want some serious strategizing tonight if you know what I mean." Lis grinned sheepishly into the phone.

"Now your wish is my command." X hung up the phone with a smile.

Lis took a cab to her place from work. She normally didn't allow herself the luxury of a cab but she was running seriously behind. Lis changed into a pair of faded jeans and white blouse. With her body the trim blonde didn't have to get dressed up in order to look sexy a pair of expensive cowboy boots would do the trick. After checking her make up and brushing her hair Lis rushed out of the building and jumped into another cab to X's townhouse.

It was 8pm by the time she bounded up the stairs of his stoop. Lis rang the bell and X answered right away. Lis was blissfully happy to see the handsome black man. She hadn't been able to get him out of her mind all day, for that matter she had been thinking about him so often since they had first met. What attracted a nice white girl like Lis to a bad boy like Xavier was anybody's guess but she was more than just sexually turned on by Xavier at this point.

"Hey welcome." X greeted her with a smile and opened the door wide so Lis could walk through into his home.

"Hi how are you doing?" Lis asked as X kissed her on the lips.

"I'm doing better since your pep talk." X kissed her again. 

"That's part of my job. You know I didn't get much of a look at your place the first time I was here. This is so beautiful." Lis gushed as she walked into the professionally decorated living room.

"Thanks. I like to live comfortably." X replied proudly.

"I'll say. This furniture is gorgeous." Lis ran a hand along a chair as she walked through the room.

"Have a seat. You were able to get home today." X noticed how wonderful Lis' ass looked in an old pair of jeans but as someone who had toured her body up close and personal he expected her to look good in just about anything.

"This is actually an early day for me. It feels good to be able to wear some old clothes." Lis laid back into the couch and crossed her legs.

"Looks good too." The black man ran his hand up her leg and leaned in and kissed her cheek.

Lis smiled and let X touch her. It's what she had been looking for the minute she had walked through the door to the home. While she wondered what X's strong masculine hands had in store for her she took in the dark wood in the room and the artwork that hung from its walls. She turned towards X and kissed him. She wanted him badly and was going to let him have her right on the couch if he wanted. This man made her throw all restraint out the window he was that exciting. As their tongues found each other and began to rub against each other the front doorbell rang out.

"Oh shit its Kelvin." X broke up their romance as he stood up.

As soon as X mentioned the name, Kelvin Jones, Lis knew she was in trouble and an interruption of their sexual tryst was not the reason. In her haste to get to X's home and into his arms she had forgotten to stop by the bank and pick up the checks that X would need to start the rebuilding process of his newest project. It was well past the time where someone would be able to run down to the bank and pick up the checks. X noticed the worried look on Lis face as he went to the door to let New York's most eligible bachelor into his home.

Lis heard X greet another man in the foyer. They were laughing as they walked back into the room. Lis stood as she immediately recognized Kelvin Jones from the several magazine and style section photos she had seen him in. True to his reputation as a handsome man around town Kelvin Jones was bigger than life. Lis couldn't take her eyes off him as X introduced the two of them.

"It's so nice to meet you Lis." Kelvin said in a rich baritone that made Lis's spine tingle and goose bumps sprout all over.

"It's nice to meet you Kelvin. I should say haven't I seen you somewhere before but I already know where, in just about every social publication in the city. You're quite famous." Lis took the black man's hand as he held it out for her to shake. Before she became involved with X, Lis had only considered a select few black men worth a second look. It wasn't about being prejudice it was just the type of man she was accustomed to being around and thus attracted too. Kelvin definitely fit into that select group. The tall man's mahogany skin reminded Lis of very rich Belgian dark chocolate and although he was wearing a loose fitting white oxford shirt she could tell he was very well built. Still what really turned on the young lawyer was Kelvin's face. The symmetry was perfect with the cheekbones and dimpled chin jutting out and forming a nice triangle. It took all of her willpower not to stare at the man.

"It's getting harder and harder for you to travel incognito my man." X laughed.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to act like some star struck teeny bopper." Lis lied.

"It's no problem not when a beautiful woman brings up the subject. I haven't seen you around here before are you new?" Mr. Jones was referring to Xavier's primary line of work.

X immediately interrupted. "Ugh Kel, Lis is my lawyer. You know that thing with the dress shop." 

"Hey I'm sorry." Kelvin Jones literally took a step back he was so embarrassed.

X started laughing to ease the tension that had just elevated in the room. It didn't take much to get the two others to join in. Besides Lis wasn't smarting too much for being mistaken for a call girl. Rumor had it that X ran the most beautiful women in the city, up to $5000 dollars for a night's work. On top of that one of the sexiest men in the city was showing a definite interest in her. Lis noticed that Kelvin was shamelessly checking her out. As beautiful as Lis was she still suffered from surprisingly low self esteem when it came to her looks. This attention was feeding her ego and making her blush.

"You don't have to be sorry. I guess it could be a compliment in a weird sort of way." Lis let him off the hook.

"Hey we've got the demolition done and the contractors are ready to start tomorrow. This is going to be tight if you want this joint ready by the end of the month." X turned his attention back to X while trying in vain to keep an eye on Lis' ass.

"Under budget and on time that's this guy's middle name. Without my man this lease just wouldn't be happening. I know he's just being humble saying this may be tight. Lis do you have that package from the bank?" 

Lis' heart sank right then and there. She had heard from X how important getting this project started immediately was and now having one of the city's best contractors drive the point home again was horrible. She had blown it again for X. She hadn't even heard the exact amount of the lease and now she didn't want too. 

"X, I forgot to get the checks at the bank. I'm so sorry I was just hurrying to get up here at the last minute. It just slipped my mind until you asked me just now." Lis admitted.

Both men looked at her as if she had just told them that she was pregnant with both their children. Lis would have laughed at their wide open mouths and saucer sized eyes if she hadn't known how badly she had blown it.

"Can you get the plumbers and the electricians to at least get things started tomorrow?" X asked with a desperate tone in his voice that made Lis feel that much worse.

"You know these guys X, no money no work. They know you're a stand up guy but they've been burned too many times. It'd be a one in a million shot." Kelvin informed his client.

"Can we still get it done on time?" X asked hopefully.

"X, I was serious when I said we'd be tight to finish with this weekend. Without it there's just no real hope. Can your tenant move in a couple of days later?" Kelvin was trying to mitigate the situation.

"There's just no way." X replied.

"Let me call see what I can get done." Kelvin pulled out his cell phone and took a step away from the other two all the while keeping an eye on Lis who gave the handsome black man a hopeful smile.

Meanwhile X and Lis stood together and waited. "X, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I did this to you. I feel horrible." 

"Babe we're all human." Was all X could mange.

Lis wasn't used to panicking but that was what was exactly swirling around in her head at that moment. She had screwed up again with X and it was bringing about a serious bout of the guilts. She noticed Kelvin looking her way as he talked to one of the contractors and she smiled back at him. 

"X can I do anything to help you out of this?" Lis asked.

"Lis I don't want to make you feel any worse but don't you think you've done enough? I mean this guy likes you but he's not going to go down to the job and bang nails by himself. He just wants to bang you." X scolded Lis.

"I know he likes me. Just know that I'll do what you want to solve this problem. He has influence with his sub contractors. If you want me to talk to him I can do it." Lis continued. 

"Lis, he wants more than some talking." X informed her.

"You mean he wants me to have sex with him?" Lis whispered to X. She wanted to make it perfectly clear where X was going with this conversation. And while the thought of having sex with a strange man would have been abhorrent to her a few weeks ago tonight was different. She wanted to do help X and not just because she had screwed up. She wanted to help her man. She owed it to him. Lis didn't yet realize that her reasoning was mimicking a call girl's logic when she went to work for her pimp.

"I don't want you to feel forced but I think it would work." X reasoned with Lis.

"X, I came up here to see you tonight not go with some strange guy." She returned.

"I know that babe but I need your help or I'm doomed at that jobsite." X put his hands on her shoulders.

Lis didn't say anything she just looked at X and gave him a very slight nod. It was all that was needed. She had strolled into the web and become entangled. Now Lis had to hope that Kelvin Jones was an upstanding man. One that wouldn't make a girl pay for her mistake with a sexual favor. 

"Hey Kel, why don't we step into the kitchen for a second." X gave Lis one last look and then led the other black man out into the hall and back to the kitchen while he continued to talk on the phone.

They spent a while in private but finally emerged. Lis could hear them talking but couldn't really make out what they were saying. X came up to Lis and said. "It's okay baby Kelvin says he can pull a crew he's already paid off another jobsite and get them to work tomorrow." 

"Kelvin you have no idea how much I appreciate you helping me out. This whole thing was my fault." Lis breathed a huge sigh of relief as the weight lifted off of her.

"Well then you won't mind spending a little time with Kel to make it up to him for the sacrifice. Will you Lis?" X lowered the boom.

Lis thought she had avoided being used but her own beauty had done her in. Kel was obviously strongly attracted to her. She smiled meekly and said in a soft tone. "Sure that'd be fine." 

She smiled as Kelvin stepped up to her. "I'm sure this isn't something you're used to doing."

"It's okay." Lis said as she walked out the door with the tall black man. She was absolutely numb thinking about what she was about to do.

As Kelvin and Lis walked down the street together she began to notice the stares. She had never felt so paranoid. At first, Lis thought that maybe somehow they knew that she was about to sleep with this man in order to make things right for X. An interesting thought until she came to her senses. The other people on the street couldn't read their minds and besides she was far from the first woman to give it up for something like this. Finally she figured it out. Everyone wanted to get a good look at the pretty blonde white girl walking with the big black man. Some had obvious looks of disgust, others were admiring her and unbeknownst to Lis some were even turned on by the sight of them. Kelvin noticed that Lis seemed self conscious. 

"You must not be used to getting stared at." He smiled at her.

"Interracial couples must still be an oddity. It must be hard for you if you date white women." She defiantly stared back at an elderly lady.

"Well none of the white women I've walked down the street with have been as sexy as you." He returned.

"And you expect me to believe that someone like you doesn't get anyone sexier than me." Lis was flattered at the compliment but she couldn't resist throwing Kelvin a skeptical glance.

"You really have no idea how gorgeous you are do you?" Kelvin gave Lis' ass one last look before he opened the door to his Mercedes for her.

They drove downtown to Kelvin's loft making small talk as the car moved south. Lis quickly discovered that Kelvin could have been the city's most eligible bachelor on personality alone. The black man was engaging and very funny. He also had a confidence about him that was subtle yet belied a strength in the man. Lis felt at ease with him despite the circumstances that had brought them together.

Kelvin actually had a large garage in the building where his loft was located. They pulled into the well light garage which was part of a renovated building that held about a dozen high end lofts and a few storefronts on the first floor. Lis knew that a personal garage was an incredible luxury in this city reserved for someone that owned a building like this one. She got out of the car and walked over to a freight elevator where Kelvin was standing. They rode up to Kelvin's loft and Lis listened to him tell her how this building had been his first project. The owner had run out of money and walked away. Kelvin had convinced the city to let him pay the back taxes, take over the financing of the renovation and then take over ownership of the building. Since he already was the contractor, and a small minority owned one that the city didn't want to see go bankrupt, they basically let him take over the building for next to nothing.

"I have to tell you those were some scary days. I thought I was going to come apart each and every day that something went wrong." Kelvin admitted as the elevator opened.

"How did you do it? I mean the pressure, how did you live with it?" Lis asked thinking of her own recent problems.

"You just have to know that is something doesn't go your way, no matter how ugly it gets, you've got the talent and courage so keep your head down and go to work. Nothing replaces hard work. " The black man gave Lis a smile that was absolutely electric.

He changed course and gave her a quick tour of his pride and joy, his home. "All the lofts have an open design. The kitchen opens into the living room which opens into the dining room. On this side are two bedrooms and either one or two bathrooms depending on what the client wanted. For mine I put in only one bedroom and made the other space a workout room.

"My God! This is beautiful!" Lis was enthralled with the simple design yet luxurious look of the loft.

"With the lofts all having the same basic layout they were so cost effective to build." Kelvin couldn't hide his pride as a contractor as Lis looked over the main space of the loft.

Lis was brought back to the reality of the situation when Kelvin asked is she wanted a drink. "No that's okay."

"You know I'm not really sure what you actually do for X but I'm not going to make you do something you're uncomfortable with. I'll tell you what. There's this college basketball game on tonight. I wouldn't mind watching it. Maybe as your punishment for screwing up you can pop some popcorn and we can kick back with a couple of beers." Kelvin was letting Lis off the hook.

"I've got to use the bathroom. I'll be right back." The blonde attorney smile up at the handsome black man and then turned and walked across the room to the bathroom the high heels of her cowboy boots clicking on the hardwood floor.

As she made her way past the kitchen she heard Kelvin get on his cell phone. She found the large bathroom and closed the door. True to the rest of the loft the bathroom was spacious and beautiful. The amenities included a large Jacuzzi in one corner, a long shower stall with multiple shower heads. The entire room was made from marble. Lis checked her make up and applied some lipstick. Kelvin had been the gentleman and told Lis that he wasn't interested in forcing her into a sexual encounter even though he knew he could have done it. It meant a lot to Lis. This guy was a gentleman. Still Lis wasn't sure that being the good girl is what she wanted. The feeling she had when she offered to whore herself out was unforgettable. She felt so depraved and cheap yet in so many ways it felt so good. She never thought that becoming a man's concubine could somehow make her feel so liberated. She made a decision and for Lis Rome, Esq. it was a radical one.

Kelvin was on the phone to the last sub contractor he needed to put together X's new commercial space. It was actually not that untenable a situation. The owner of the other project didn't need to be in until the end of the next month. Kelvin could just take X's original crew and put them in that space on Monday. As Kelvin explained the situation to the plumber he couldn't get past the way he had been given Lis. It was somewhat troubling. X was a client of his yet Kelvin had never been a client of X's and he wanted it to stay that way. He didn't buy girls or worse it was unthinkable that he would ever coerce one into fucking him. His way was to seduce his prey with his charm. He had taken many a beautiful white woman that would have never thought of laying with a black man before meeting Kelvin Jones and then just like that they were in his bed or naked on his couch with his ebony colored manhood in their mouths or with their legs spread wide taking him deep and screaming like they had never before. That's why he had told Lis he didn't want her the way she had been given to him. Now if she happened to succumb to his gentle advances during the night well that would be a horse of a different color. After all he was just throwing compliments into the wind when he told he how sexy she looked. Yes, this woman was a prime example of Northern European beauty. 

Kevin broke from his deep thoughts just long enough to look up and see Lis standing in the kitchen area. She was leaning against a post wearing nothing but a smile and a pair of very expensive black cowboy boots. 

"Oh holy shit! Barney I got to go. Yea yea the keys are there and I'll be in by early afternoon." 

Kelvin couldn't get off the phone fast enough. He threw the cell phone down onto the coffee table and sat back and watched Lis make her entrance into the living room area. She walked over to the couch and stood in front of Kelvin. In the soft light the black man could make out the shapely muscles that made up her thighs and the tops of her calves that came out of her boots. This woman was in unbelievable shape and she made it look so sweet. The gorgeous blonde straddled the seated black man on the couch with her legs. She leaned down and put her lips on his. They began to kiss. Kelvin slowly moved his tongue into Lis' mouth. She was more than happy to accept him flicking the tip of her tongue along the underside of his. This seemed to spur on Kelvin. He began caressing her body and legs. He marveled at the hard smoothness of her thighs. Lis was quickly breathing heavily as they broke their kiss. Kelvin began kissing her neck and when he slid his tongue along her earlobe Lis moaned. She couldn't resist any longer. She reached down and ran her hand along the outline of a huge bulge in the black man's pants. It looked and felt like a thick steel pipe. Lis continued to lightly caress the fabric around the lump. She could feel it twitching in her fingers.




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"Oh Lord, honey if I don't get my prick out I'm going to tear my pants open." The black man gushed.

Lis' fingers had been a sweet torture for Kelvin and he needed relief. He pushed Lis up off of him and quickly unbuckled his belt and then pushed them down. As he kicked them off, Lis slid down to the floor onto her knees. It was then in the dim light that she got a good look at the man's penis. It was sticking straight out and it was quite impressive, longer and every bit as thick as X's. Lis saw it as a blunt bat as there didn't seem to be a head. The black man, now naked, sat back on the couch. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body. Muscle and bone rippled through his skin which wrapped tightly around his body. Lis couldn't resist touching Kelvin. Her hands were running along his chest, then his stomach and finally the long ebony prong that curved like a banana. As when it was trapped in his pants Lis ran her fingers along the underside. She had no idea how to handle a penis like Kelvin's.

"I've never seen a penis like this before." Lis said hesitantly. She may have seemed naïve but Lis had handled her share of cock. In fact she enjoyed giving head. She had just never done it with and uncircumcised one before.

"Honey it's just uncut. Go ahead and suck it." Kelvin advised.

Lis immediately went down on the black man. She took it in her mouth slowly with her tongue sliding along the shaft. Her tongue's length moved out in front of her mouth and gave the black man an incredibly pleasurable sensation. She could feel Kelvin breath deeper as she moved up and down on him. Lis knew she was exciting the black man. He was pushing his hips up and down. Very quickly the black man seemed close to orgasm so Lis pulled her mouth off his erection. She wanted this man between her thighs in the worst way and she wanted his sperm. She began kissing and gently licking at the shaft with her oversized tongue. As she worked on the shiny ebony pole Lis pulled down on it exposing the head of the penis for the first time.

"Oh there it is!" She said to herself. Lis took the plum sized head into her mouth and sucked and swirled her tongue around the glans. It caused Kelvin to howl. Lis once again thought he might be close to cumming. She lifted herself up off the floor and threw her arms around Kelvin and began kissing Kelvin.

"Take me to your bedroom and fuck me!" She demanded with a lewd smile.

The black man didn't have to be told twice. He got up and brought Lis with him. He had his arms around her as they walked to the bedroom. Lis felt the strength in his arms and it was intense.

"You're going to really split me in half with that thing, aren't you?" Lis gushed, her passion on overload.

"You have no idea how badly I want to sink my dick so deep inside you." Kelvin replied. He was every bit as turned on as his lover. This woman was just so sexy the black man wondered if he would be able to control himself once he got on top of her.

Lis lay down on the bed and spread her legs. She got a pleasant surprise when Kelvin got down between her thighs and began kissing and licking her. He started at her knees, leaving trails of saliva as he moved up her legs. He reveled in the silky smoothness of her muscular body. 

Meanwhile Lis was going crazy. Her body was boiling over. She was pulling the black man to her vagina with a frantic urgency. Finally when Kelvin got close enough she simply wrapped her legs around his head and forced his tongue into her genitals. Lis quivered when he first felt the rough friction. As Kelvin painted the labia lips with his spit Lis began to moan and buck her hips uncontrollably. The result was a violent orgasm that soaked Kelvin's face. Sensing the pleasure she was feeling he kept up his assault on her genitals.

"I need you inside me! I need you to fuck me!" Lis pleaded.

Without a word Kelvin climbed up on top of Lis and mounted her. Despite his size Lis was so wet with excitement the tightness of her vagina offered little resistance and Kelvin's thick black penis slid easily into her. Lis hung onto the black man for dear life. He was balls deep inside her and she had never felt so stuffed like this before.

"Go slow, please! You're so big!" Lis gasped as Kelvin began moving on top of her.

"That's okay baby. I want to last as long as I can inside your honeypot." He gushed.

So Kelvin started slowly pushing his manhood in and out of Lis. He could feel her clamping down on him. The friction was amazing. Try as he might he couldn't control himself and he began fucking the beautiful white woman harder and harder. He didn't want to hurt Lis but she felt so good his sexual instincts took over while he had prided himself on never letting a woman do this to him before, tonight was very different. He built up a steady rhythm while Lis wrapped her legs around the black man's waist locking her boots behind him and resting them on his back. She had found in spite of his size she was now able to handle him inside her and she wanted more.

"Now fuck me harder!" Lis gasped.

She reached down and urged him on digging her fingernails into his muscular black ass. His balls were slapping against her as Kelvin began to grunt on top of her and then she felt it. The warmth spread throughout her loins. She responded with another orgasm of her own bucking her hips against his milking the last of his seed from his balls. Kelvin collapsed on top of Lis and she hugged him close to her.

"Oh my God! That was so incredible!" Lis screamed as she kissed Kelvin's neck.

"I came too fast!" I'm so sorry!" Kelvin breathed into her ear.

"Are you crazy? I would have passed out if you had kept fucking me with that headless cock!" Lis laughed. She got up and went to the bathroom and cleansed her genitals with a damp towel. There was an unusually large amount of liquid.

Kelvin called out after her. "So you weren't disappointed?"

"How often do you think innocent white girls like me get pounded by 10" penises?" She was smiling as pulled off her boots and then jumped back into the bed and curled up at his side.

"Speaking of circus acts where did you get that tongue?" From a lizard?" Kelvin inquired. 

He felt the wetness brush against his neck and ear. "I'm part reptile." Lis cooed.

"I'm so sorry about how this happened." Kelvin confessed.

"Mmmm it's so weird. I hope you know I've never done anything like this before." Lis told him.

"I've never paid for it myself. I mean we didn't do that tonight, I know. It's just that when I saw you. I didn't care if you were one of X's girls. You're so beautiful. I knew I had to have you." X admitted.

"Well you've got me." Lis purred as she ran her fingers lightly across his torso. She got down to his lower torso and felt his limp member jump.

"Girl, you're going to get me in trouble with those fingers." Kelvin grinned in the dark.

"I was hoping we could break the rules at least one more time and get into a little trouble." Lis returned.

"It'll be my pleasure." Kelvin began kissing Lis.

"No wonder you get so many women. You're so charming." She kissed him right back.

"Don't believe everything you read. I don't get women like you too often, if ever." Kelvin propped himself up on his side next to Lis.

"You mean a white woman." Lis was curious.

"No I mean someone as sexy as you." 

"Now you're really pouring on the charm. So you date a lot of white women?" Lis had become intrigued with the interracial lifestyle since experiencing the reactions of the people on the street.

"I do okay." The black man replied modestly. "It's seems that you haven't had much experience with black man. Am I your first?" 

"No you're not. One other." Lis was sorry that she had pushed the subject now that it had taken a different turn.

"So you've slept with X?" Kelvin smiled knowingly.

"I'm not sure I'd call it sleeping." Lis admitted.

The statement drew a series of guffaws from Kelvin that shook his body. Lis was relieved there would be no embarrassing moment but she was quite surprised to find Kelvin unconcerned about being in second place.

"I can see what you're saying. So how does it feel, a prim and proper white girl like yourself, catching a case of jungle fever?" Kelvin inquired.

"Well let's just say that I'm becoming more and more worldly with my attitude everyday and I've learned that being down with the black man is most definitely a good thing." Lis admitted with a smile.

"That's my girl." Kelvin felt Lis' hand wrap around his hardening member and begin to masturbate him. 

Lis watched the ebony prong harden and regain its size. She was amazed that she had been able to get something that size inside her and that she hadn't been ruined. "I am most definitely down with the black man." She chuckled and then she bent over and went down on Kelvin. She tasted her excitement mingled with his seed which still coated the black cock. It didn't stop her from attacking the manhood with a lusty vigor. She felt Kelvin's hand on the back of her head as she went up and down on him. Out of breath, Lis took the hardness out of her mouth and positioned herself between Kelvin's legs looking up at him. She began kissing and licking at the underside. When she got to the base Lis flicked her tongue at the skin that connected the black man's scrotum to his enormous penis. It drew a loud cry from Kelvin and Lis smiled knowing she had found a particularly sensitive spot. She sucked first one then the other testicle. They completely filled her mouth. Lis looked up at Kelvin he seemed to be in some sort of ecstatic agony, moaning and thrashing his head from side to side. She let the scrotum drop out of her mouth. It glistened with her saliva. She licked at Kelvin's sweet spot one more time and then got up in a squatting position straddling the black man.

Lis grabbed the thickness of the black manhood and slowly impaled herself on it. It filled her as she nestled against his pubic hairs. It was easier this time so Lis was bouncing up and down on him immediately. She was milking pleasure from her lover with wanton lust in her eyes. She knew how good this man had made her feel before and she wanted it again.

Meanwhile Kelvin was so enjoying this woman. From his rather advantageous position he was able to admire the white woman's body in action. The black man had bedded a plethora of beautiful women of all different colors but he had never been with one like this before. He watched the muscles in her legs quiver and twitch with each downward plunge of her body onto him. It was a true pleasure to fuck such an athletic body. Unfortunately for Kelvin, Lis was having an effect on him sooner than he was used too. His balls were pumping his sperm into his erection and try as he might each movement brought a rush of wonderful friction. Suddenly he began convulsing Beneath Lis, his moans loud and guttural. 

"Do it! Do it inside me!" Lis commanded

She held herself in place on top of him as he hosed down her vagina with his seed. Lis leaned down and kissed Kelvin furiously. She hugged him close as he finished. She thought how incredible it felt to be in the arms of a real man. X may have been Kelvin's sexual equal but the way he had given her up to his friend just for some real estate project. How could a woman depend on a man who did that? To Lis it didn't really matter. For some reason she was still very infatuated with the man, which brought up her current boyfriend D. J. Lis chuckled as she kissed her way down Kelvin's muscular chest. D. J. had financial security and the pedigree but for the first time Lis was finding little else. Lis would have had trouble putting her finger on it until she had been with both X and Kelvin, but now she knew. Her relationship with her white boyfriend lacked excitement and sexually, well D. J. was physically and in prowess no match for either black man. 

Kelvin and Lis slept together in each other's arms for the night. Lis got up early and couldn't resist using the shower in Kelvin's luxury bathroom. The multiple heads supplied powerful jets of water that cleaned her of the previous night's sex. Kelvin was the most cordial of hosts preparing his previous night's conquest a breakfast with various fruits, oatmeal and tea. He knew that Lis had to eat healthy there was no other way she could maintain a body like hers. She ate heartily and said her good bye to Kelvin with a long kiss.

Lis was a long way from her apartment but she decided to walk awhile before finding a subway entrance. She thought over her extraordinary predicament. She had to get X out of some cooked up charge in order to keep her own ass out of a sling but at the same time she would be damned if Cameron Sedgewick's killer would just go unpunished. And what did she do to get herself out of the predicament? She fell for her client and let him have sex with her. Then she let her client pimp her out to get a real estate deal done on time. Lis had allowed herself to be degraded and used like some cheap whore. While she was upset it was more because she was frustrated that she had not been able to solve this puzzle. She wanted to get out of her ethical and professional problem and she wanted to serve her client well but she was also aroused by the lifestyle she had discovered. Xavier Washington excited her. Kelvin Jones excited her. And somewhere deep down inside Lis knew that she had to try and control her urges to run towards that excitement or she may find herself being used again.



Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 02



As Lis settled into her couch with a bowl of oatmeal she let out a soft chuckle. In her mind she was comparing her midtown apartment to Kelvin's loft. The size of his home and oh yes, the private garage were luxuries she could only dream of. Until she met Xavier Washington those dreams were reachable. Now she would be lucky to keep her job. The comparison was the only levity in an otherwise depressing and emotional day. Lis had broken up with D. J. earlier that morning. The insurance executive hadn't taken it well. 

Lis was the finest piece of ass he would ever know and it became apparent as he pleaded with the gorgeous blonde to tell him what he had done wrong. D. J. had always given his girlfriend an impression of being a strong man. That apparent strength disintegrated right in front of her and proved itself a pathetic fraud. She left the man broken. It would probably take him years to get over her. As for Lis she really liked D. J. and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him. Still she knew it was the right thing to do as painful as it seemed. If somehow they had stayed together how long would it have been before her lily white boyfriend found Lis lying in a bed with a black man on top of her?

Lis slept on the couch for over three hours. The girl usually spent Saturday afternoon roller blading or biking through the park. It would have helped. The past few days had been as stressful as any she'd ever experienced. The only relief had been her time with X. For whatever reason, she had forgiven him for using her like some sort of commodity to exchange with Kelvin Jones for construction services. It actually was an easy exercise for the black man, so experienced in handling these things with women. He simply concentrated on the fact that Lis had forgotten to run a simple errand for him. He never did it in a negative or overbearing way. While Lis raged about X's betrayal he calmly reminded her that he had been left with little choice. As innocent and commonplace as her incompetence was it would have cost him over $2 million if the lease had been broken. He poured on an ample portion of guilt mixed with a helping of how sorry he was for panicking and making a bad decision. 

X's abilities got him what he wanted. Lis' anger ran out of gas and then her feelings for the black man slowly took over. She told X everything that had happened between her and his friend Kelvin. She even admitted that she had enjoyed the feeling she got being with a strange man she had just met. From there X got the blonde attorney to talk about her brief experience of being with a black man in public. How it had both troubled and excited her. While it was just noise to X it was something he would file in his database under Lis Rome. In his mind, committed to memory he had many files on hundreds of women he had controlled and you never knew when a seemingly useless admission would be able to be used to his advantage in the future. 

Lis was a smart girl but so naïve she was an easy victim for X. After a couple of phone conversations and a long talk at his townhouse X got the beautiful white woman's submission. They ended up in his bed making love and she spent the night with him. She took up his invitation several more times over the course of the week and just like that she was totally hooked again.

Meanwhile there was still the matter of X's legal problems. Lis had met with Corinna Everlund another time hoping that she could avoid going to court. Instead all she got was another sexual come on. Lis had found that the prosecutor was good at seducing another woman. She wouldn't put her in a league with Xavier Washington but the well built amazon was smooth. She had asked Lis out again and intimated that it could help X but not with enough straight forward conviction so that it could be trusted. Other than that Lis noticed a sincere desire from the prosecutor that X go to jail. She didn't understand Everlund. They didn't have a great case. All they had was the defendant's strong wish not to put everything on the line and go to a verdict. This trepidation was typical of all defendants. There was nothing concrete that would get X convicted. Lis just knew that there was something going on but she had no idea what it was and there really was no way to get to the bottom of this mystery. 

Lis finally felt like shaking the cob webs in the late afternoon. She threw on her running shoes and did a quick four miles up to the park and back. She let her athletic ability kick in once she got into the park. Lis was easily under a 7 minute mile and it was effortless for her. Her leg muscles worked with a combination of grace and power that the most talented artist would be hard pressed to capture. On most days she noticed some of the usual stares from interested parties but as she glided through the park today she was deep in thought.

If she went to court on X's assault charge there was a good chance that she could win the case. She was a great litigator and on the surface the State's case was not that strong. Still it was more than X's freedom at stake. If she lost the case who knew what X would do to barter for a lesser sentence. Would he put her career at stake? Additionally what if there was something under the surface with regards to X's charges. Was she walking into some sort of set up? There was no reason that Everlund owed her more of a look at the State's case than they had too. She had done her usual superb job preparing but she was spooked. 

Lis got back to her apartment covered in sweat from the exertion in the mid-eighties temperature. She had four messages on her answering machine. They were all from girlfriends wondering about her and D. J. She hadn't even thought about having to face friends regarding the break up. It felt like just one more burden for her. It sure wasn't going to be easy to explain. "Hey girl, D. J. just wasn't measuring up especially in the sex department. So I started knocking boots with this real stud, a big black one and whoa, talk about all those myths. They're all true. Those black boys really know how to ride us white girls and put us away wet." Lis shuddered at the thought of the reactions of some of her country club friends if they found out she was sleeping with a black man.

Lis had normally gone out with D. J. on Saturdays. Tonight she was eating a bowl of fruit and granola and watching TV. Her predicament with X was seeping back into her thoughts. She had broken more than a few rules getting into this mess. That's when it came to her. There was an obvious way out of this hole and it involved going a little deeper before she would be able to climb out. It was still early enough in the evening to do what she had to do.

9 

Lis struggled to pull on the shiny black PVC pants. She had to lie on the bed and shimmy into them they were so tight. She had been given the pants as a sort of gag gift for her 30th birthday. She had worn them once for D. J. and she thought he was going to blow a load in his pants he was so turned on. She didn't bother with undergarments just a red satin camisole and a pair of black high heel pumps. Lis grabbed her purse and went out and hailed a cab.

She was wondering if she was going to end up in a hospital as the cabdriver refused to look at the road ahead of him. His eyes were glued to the rear view mirror and his extraordinarily sexy passenger. After ignoring two red lights and nearly killing a pedestrian Lis told the driver that she was in no real rush so he could slow down.

Weekend nights ended a few hours later in the city than in most other places so knocking on a door at 9pm wasn't out of the ordinary. The tony brownstone was 25 blocks north of Lis' apartment and across town. Lis loved this neighborhood and with a little financial luck hoped to move here someday. She was wondering if she was doing the right thing as she rang the bell next to the door. As it was, she had taken a huge chance that someone would be home. The attorney was walking another ethical tightrope. Lis was about to walk away when Assistant District Attorney Corinna Everlund opened the door.

"Well what a nice surprise. Come in." Corinna smiled and stepped aside to let her guest inside.

"Thanks. I know it's a little late." Lis begged to be excused.

The muscular prosecutor was wearing a blue silk robe that went down to mid thigh and her legs were shiny with moisturizer. It was obvious that she was in for the night.

"Nonsense. I was just relaxing with a book. And before you get the idea I'm taking money from the mafia, I married well and divorced even better." Corinna waved her arms at the paintings on the walls and the sumptuous furniture with a hearty laugh.

"Oh you were married?" Lis was surprised to hear that.

"Sure! We can all experiment can't we?" Corinna laughed at her own joke. "So what brings you over on a weekend night all dolled up? Out walking your pussy?" 

The prosecutor's eyes were glued to Lis' body. The pants were so tight and the plastic material was so thin every muscular curve and protrusion was outlined including her labia lips which pouted out shamelessly at the apex of her legs. Lis hadn't noticed the bulge when she had dressed and when she saw what her host was referring too she turned a bright red. Corinna smiled seemingly enjoying the pretty blonde's predicament.

"No I came to discuss the Xavier Washington case." Lis let the remark about her genitals go and answered Corinna straight.

"In that case I'll need a scotch. Care for one?" Corinna offered.

"Sure, on the rocks please." Lis answered.

"Have a seat." Corinna called out from the kitchen.

Lis' host returned with two glasses full of whiskey and a crystal decanter. She noticed Lis lounging back on the couch with her legs spread like a man would sit. She knew she was going to get a chance to change that attitude shortly. She took a seat next to Lis and handed her a glass. Lis took a hefty sip and put it on a coaster on the coffee table. She noticed that Corinna's robe was slightly open and she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"So how can I help you?" Corinna was anxious to get the matter of Xavier Washington over with quickly.

"I really need this to go away with no jail time." Lis pleaded. Even without make up she saw that Corinna was a beautiful 40 year old woman.

"You need something so you decided to tease me with pants so tight they look like a second skin on you. I mean that's some camel toe you're sporting. Did you think I would just roll over and you could go back to your boyfriend and laugh about it?" Corinna smiled slyly at Lis.

"No no Corinna! I didn't mean . . . " Lis saw her whole plan dissolving before her eyes.

Corinna interrupted her and stood. "Look I'm a lesbian. I'm a dominant one. I don't know where you thought I let other women make decisions for me just by dressing like this." 

"I didn't come here to tease you. I don't have a boyfriend anymore and I didn't need a huge glass of scotch to get drunk enough so you could have your way with me." Lis stood and took half the glass of scotch down with a gulp. It burned going down and she had to clench her teeth to keep it down.

"Alright! Alright! What's going really going on here?" Corinna said with a softness that indicated she didn't want to fight with her pretty guest.

"I can only say that if I don't come away without any jail time my career could go down the toilet. Someday I promise to tell you Corinna. I know I owe you that but I can't tell you now." Lis showed just enough of her hand to garner some sympathy.

"I hope I won't regret this. You're boy pays a $10,000 fine, another $10,000 to the storeowners and he apologizes in court.

"Nothing on his record?" Lis asked hopefully and when Corinna didn't answer immediately. "This wasn't his fault." 

"That may well be but if you want to stay out of court and the proverbial roll of the dice you are not really in a position to bargain." Corinna hesitated and then added. "Accelerated rehabilitation, he'll have his record clean in two years."

Corinna was standing face to face with her guest. Normally in her own heels the prosecutor was a couple of inches taller than the blonde but in her bare feet she actually gave up a couple of inches to Lis and her 4" Jimmy Choo pumps.

"Thank you for your help on this. I won't forget it." Lis said softly as she finished off the glass of liquor. The scotch was warming her.

"Well you do owe me. I'm going to have to sneak this one under the noses of some people. Here you deserve another belt after dressing like that." Corinna poured them each another glassful of Scotch as she shook her head and chuckled. "Did you really dress like this for me?" 

"I know I feel silly." Lis laughed with her and took another sip.

"I mean that thing is really hanging out there." Corinna put her glass down on the coffee table.

"What?" Lis asked naively.

"You really had no idea? It makes a perfect outline. It's a nice big one too. I like them that way." Corinna was looking right at the blossomed flower that was Lis' labia lips. The thin vinyl material had been sucked in a bit between the lips forming an obscene contour.

"I guess that's the camel toe?" Lis asked nervously and a little drunk. She looked down between her legs but could only see the genitals protruding out at the top. "I really can't see it."

"You've never heard the term camel toe? Girls with big pussies get them a lot. Myself, I have a hell of a time with a bathing suit." Corinna smiled lecherously at Lis.

"It does have me careful with which undergarments I buy too." Lis' eyes were beginning to swim with Scotch now. She never drank the hard stuff and she was at her limit.

"Well you're not alone. Mine is just as big." With that Corinna dropped her robe and just like that she was standing naked in front of Lis. She thrust out her hips and reached between her legs. "See the lips are like flaps hanging down."

Lis wasn't looking at anything new. She has seen hundreds of naked women in locker rooms. Yet she let Corinna continue with her show and tell.

"Let me help you get a look at yours." Corinna reached between Lis' legs and pushed the flesh upwards and forward further jutting out her guest's genitals.

Lis let out a moan. 

"Does that feel good?" Corinna asked softly.

She was moving in on Lis like a Boa Constrictor on a pretty rabbit. Once she wrapped herself around the pretty blonde there would be no escape. Corinna leaned forward and kissed Lis. She kept a hand on Lis' crotch and put her other arm around her holding her close.

Lis didn't know what to do. Sure she had admired many a woman's bodies but never sexually. Now she was being held by a woman that had just done her a very big favor. A favor that could easily be retracted if Corinna felt she was being used. She really had no choice. Lis was going to have to have sex with Corinna Everlund. The muscular woman was kissing her more deeply so Lis opened her mouth for her. Corinna took the invitation and deftly wiggled her tongue into her mouth. Lis noticed the difference immediately, the smaller tongue, and the soft smoothness of Corinna's mouth. As muscular and dominant as Corinna came off, she was still very much a woman. 

"You like me touching you down there?" Corinna cooed into Lis' ear which she was now nibbling on.

"Yes." Lis whispered. Maybe it was the liquor but she was becoming very excited.

Corinna broke her kiss and then issued her first of many commands of the night. "Take off your shirt."

Lis did as she was told. She lifted the loose camisole over her head and then stood and let Corinna take in her upper body. The muscular prosecutor reached out and gently tweaked one of her nipples. Lis breathed in sharply reacting to the electrical pulse that surged through her body. She began to slide her pants down.

"Oh keep these on for know. They look spectacular on you." Corinna pulled them back up and then with both hands began massaging Lis' breasts. She gave the blonde a quick kiss on the lips and commented on her breasts. "These are so nice."

"They're small." Lis slurred. Corinna's hands were having an effect on her.

"They're perfect for you. Look they hang straight out." Corinna brushed the underside of the breasts. "And I could play with these nipples all night long. They're like perfect berries." She leaned down and took one in her mouth.

"Oh Corinna." Lis sighed.

"Why don't you play with mine?" Corinna offered.

Lis put her hands on the breasts and began manipulating them. She copied Corinna's light touch. Corinna's were bigger than her own and despite her being a few years older than Lis gravity had had no effect on the breasts.

"I like the way your hands feel. You've done this before?" Corinna inquired with a gentle smile.

"No. Never." Lis answered quickly.

Corinna smiled and then put her arm around Lis and began kissing her. The former bodybuilder was definitely excited by the prospect of spending the night with Lis. She ran her hands along Lis' back taking note of the deep grooves that made up her musculature. This was the finest piece of ass she had ever had so she wasted little time taking advantage of her. She broke their kiss and staring right into Lis' grey eyes and commanded. "Now get on your knees for me."

Lis seemed bewildered at first but when she felt Corinna's hands gently urging her down she obeyed. Once she was down Corinna quickly stepped forward so that her moist genitals were an inch from Lis' lips.

"Go ahead." Corinna urged.

"I've really never done this before." Lis was looking up at the dyke.

"I'm going to make you an expert later. Right now I just need your lips and tongue in there." Corinna was grinning down at her.

Lis felt a pressure on the back of her head. It was Corinna's hand pulling her in. She smelled the salty musk as she stuck out her tongue and began to lick between Corinna's legs. She was slick with moisture and Lis licked the juices right off the flared lips. She ran her hands up and down the muscular thighs, bracing herself as Corinna pulled her between the thighs with more force. The Amazon's passion was a spurting inferno. She had wanted this sweet blonde ever since she had first laid eyes on her four years ago. Finally she had her and Corinna was going to enjoy Lis like a rare vintage wine.

The young attorney's long tongue was whirling around like a propeller. While it wasn't the best technique it was who was doing it that had Corinna's juices flowing. She rocked back and forth securing Lis' face in place with both hands now.

"My God how big is your tongue?" Corinna sighed.

Lis didn't answer. She was practically drowning in the nectar pouring from Corinna. She could feel the muscular power in her long legs and there was no way she could overcome the strong arms holding her in place. Lis had the feeling that if she stopped working her tongue, stopped pleasuring the woman standing in front of her she would literally drown in cum. Suddenly she noticed that Corinna was flexing her hips and thighs. It moved her genitals up and down and back and forth rather erratically. Lis stayed with her, keeping her tongue attached to the soft heated flesh. She heard a series of grunts and moans from above. She realized that Corinna was experiencing an orgasm. Lis grabbed her buttocks and held on all the while keeping her large tongue in constant motion. The sexual peak lasted for a long minute and then she felt Corinna's muscles relax. Although she had never been attracted to any women Lis got even more heated just knowing she had pleasured this one. 

Lis climbed up Corinna's body and threw her arms around her. Both of them were soaked in sweat. Lis' legs were broiling inside her pant's plastic PVC material. She felt Corinna's lips on hers and she opened her mouth obediently. What Lis had previously found to be a somewhat repulsive act had driven her to another sexual plateau. 




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 02



"For a beginner you're pretty damn good!" Corinna bellowed through some heavy breathing. "Are you sure you never played with your girlfriends at prep school?"

"No although I wasn't without offers." Lis said as she looked into her lover's eyes.

"Come with me my sweet." Corinna grabbed Lis' hand and pulled her up the stairs.

They went down a hall to a door at the end. It turned out to be Corinna's master bedroom. It was decorated with the same exquisite taste found in the living room. Corinna's bed was huge with four metal posts at each corner. Lis had never seen a bed this size before. Opposite the bed was a huge metal apparatus that looked like a squat rack found at a gym. She couldn't help noticing the silver chains hanging off the metal structure at various levels.

"What the hell is that?" Lis pointed to the rack.

"Let me show you." Corinna walked over to the metal frame with Lis in tow.

"Do you work out on this thing?" Lis asked naively.

"You could say that." Corinna replied with that same predator's smile she had displayed in the living room.

She began kissing Lis again her lips moving all over the pretty blonde's face. Lis could feel her pussy literally boiling in its own juices inside her vinyl pants. All at once she heard a click to her right and then sensed a movement to her left. She opened her eyes just as Corinna was snapping a handcuff on her left wrist. Her right arm was already harnessed. The muscular prosecutor was standing in front of her holding two chains. She pulled on them and Lis' arms went straight up over her head. Corinna put a link from each chain through a hook on the rack. And as simple as that Lis was her captive.

"What the hell is going on?" Lis babbled in a panicked screech.

"Easy there sweetie. It's my turn to make you cum." Corrina spoke softly into her captive's ear.

"Can I trust you?" Lis was very apprehensive.

"Of course, I would never hurt you. I am going to push your sexual limits though. Are you ready?" Corinna kissed Lis' face and then her mouth all the while running her hands all over her upper body.

The blonde was shivering in anticipation. She had never been in this kind of predicament before and it both scared and excited her. She watched Corinna walk over to her closet and pull out a pair of black high heel pumps. The muscular woman bent down and slipped the shoes onto her feet. The way her body glistening with sweat looked as she strutted back over to her, Lis couldn't find a weak part to her physique. Her body was perfect. Her thigh and calf muscles took on a whole new look in the high heels. They were bulging and much more defined and the glistening sheen from the moisturizer was still there.

"I hope you don't mind. I'm used to being taller than you." Corinna told her captive. 

"That's fine with me." Lis replied nervously. 

"Do you like the way I look in these?" Ms. Everlund asked with a knowing smile.

"I like the way you look in just about any high heel." Lis admitted.

Then, without notice Corinna grabbed Lis at the rib cage and began devouring the beautiful blonde. Her tongue glided over Lis' nipples and then her neck. She slowly nashed at Lis' arm pits and shoulders with her teeth and lips. Lis was howling in ecstasy. Just when she thought she could no longer stand the touching and kissing Lis watched Corinna squat and attack her vinyl clad genitals with her mouth. Lis could feel her tongue pushing against the plastic and then her teeth gently biting into her labia lips. The sensations were driving her insane. She was trying to get Corinna to pleasure her but her pants acted as a barrier. So while every bite and lick would send a shockwave through her body it was more like a teasing touch than the full lusty sensation needed to achieve an orgasm. It was obvious that Corinna was a very experienced and imaginative dominatrix. The pants that Lis had hoped would turn on the prosecutor were now being used on her. 

"Oh Corinna! Oh God! Please take off my pants!" Lis pleased as she bucked her hips back and forth.

"Soon my love." Corinna stood and cooed into the blonde's ear.

Corinna held Lis and kissed her all over her neck. Suddenly Lis felt a sharp pain at her right breast. She looked down and saw a silver clamp attached to her nipple. The clamp was attached to a thin silver chain which had several other clamps hanging off it. Corinna's fingers turned a small ring on the clamp and the small serrated jaws bit deeper into the nipple. For Lis the pain was excruciating.

"Corinna!" Lis yelped in protest.

"Shh Shh trust me honey." The muscular woman whispered with the confidence of someone who had calmed more than a few women hanging from her rack. 

Yet Lis wasn't so sure. She was panicking and began thrashing about in hopes of breaking down the rack and chains. While the handcuffs held her arms securely she could still twist around and kick which is exactly what she was doing. While Lis was powerful in her own right she was no match for her captor. Corinna simply climbed onto the blonde wrapping her legs around Lis' waist and weighing her down with her own 150lbs. While she was squeezing Lis with her potent thighs Corinna worked on the other nipple with another clamp. Lis cried out as the jaws tightened into her erect bud. Meanwhile the blonde was helpless to fight back. The sex and now Corinna's weight had exhausted her. She could only watch as her lover pinched some skin from each of her armpits and tightened the clamps down on the flesh. Lis' belly button came next. Corinna dropped down off of Lis and attached a clamp to the upper rim of her belly button. Lis could only whimper in response.

"Please no more!" Lis pleaded.

"From now on it is only pleasure honey." Corinna kissed Lis and wiped some tears off her cheeks. "You just have to know who is on top."

"I knew that the minute I walked in the house." Lis groaned with a cracked voice.

"Well since I have your surrender maybe we can slide off those pants." Corinna unbuckled them and pulled the pants down Lis' sweat soaked legs. 

Corinna took off Lis' high heels and then her pants. She got up and neatly hung the PVC pants, soaked with Lis' sweat, on a bed post. They were there now as a trophy for the muscular lesbian. Proof that she had taken yet another young woman. This one a prize she had lusted after for quite some time. She walked back towards her blonde captive. Once again, Lis admired Corinna's naked body in her high heels. The only fat on her body hung perfectly from her chest. The muscular legs were still glistening only now in a sheen of sweat. Corinna noticed Lis staring at her.

"You really do like what you see don't you?" Corinna smiled as she put an arm around Lis' shoulders and ran her fingers through the fine blonde hair. 

She kissed Lis and got back down into her squat and put Lis' shoes back on but not before taking each of her feet and sensuously rubbing them in her hands and kissing them. She let her tongue slither between Lis' toes and then trail along the ridge of her foot. She heard Lis' breathing become heavier and she smiled. Corinna worked her way up the long well defined calves and then attacked her inner thighs with a deliberate and saliva laden assault. After what seemed an eternity to Lis the bodybuilder lips and tongues found her genitals. Corinna's nails dug firmly into the round buttocks as she began her work. Lis was dizzy with sexual delight but it couldn't compare with what was coming next. For the next ten minutes Corinna proceeded to teach Lis the meaning of sexual passion. She let the chained up blonde orgasm over and over as she slithered her tongue in and out of Lis' vagina and then gently kissed her clitoris. She simply repeated this action over and over. The muscular woman had an indescribable expertise with a woman's genitals and she had Lis on the edge of insanity. Lis also discovered that the clamps produced more than pain. The clamps were connected by chains. Every movement caused at least one of them to be pulled or twisted. During the height of passion the torment from these clamps combined with the pleasure that Corinna was providing to produce a rich and unique mixture ecstasy not just where clamps were attached to her but throughout her whole body. The beautiful blonde was now experiencing a series of climaxes that left her in such a blissful sexual state that she seemed to be in some sort of hypnotic rapture.

Finally Corinna released her grip on Lis' body and stood up. She kissed her and then walked over to her closet. Lis hung from the padded handcuffs her legs having been turned into jello by Corinna's aggressive cunninglingus. As she recovered from the incredible sexual episode Lis wondered what the muscular dyke had in store for her next.

"I think it's time you my friend Eduardo. I hope you don't mind the possibly politically incorrect name but as you can see he had very nice brown skin." Corinna smiled over at Lis as she pulled out an enormous dildo with a harness attached to it.

At first Lis didn't recognize what Corinna was holding. After all she had never seen one before. The realization came when the amazon wrapped the belt around her waist and the big brown appendage hung from her complete with a huge head. The apparatus had a strap that ran from the front between the legs and attached to the back of the belt. More importantly, the strap had a fat cock that stuck and inserted into the strap on wearer's own vagina. When Corinna tightened the middle strap this appendage penetrated her. This made it apparent that both women would be receiving please as she used the huge brown cock sticking straight out in front of her on Lis. As she hung on the rack Lis could see why Corinna had named it Eduardo. The rubber cock was thick, long and a dark brown. 

"This strap on has tamed many a woman." Corinna walked gingerly towards Lis.

"That thing is fucking impressive. How does that strap feel?" Lis said as she watched Corinna smooth some lube onto the rubber. 

"Oh baby once I start to rock and roll on you it's gonna feel just fine." Corinna responded softly.

She was face to face with Lis now. Corinna pressed her flesh against Lis. The friction caused the clamps to send a familiar electrical current through Lis' body. Corinna reached down and grabbed the rubber cock. She squatted down, pressed the head against Lis and with one powerful motion lunged upwards and impaled the blonde attorney on 9" of rubber. Lis let out a guttural moan while Corinna wasted little time getting into a nasty rhythm. She grabbed Lis by the buttocks and hoisted her into the air. Lis wrapped her legs around Corinna and grabbed the top bar of the rack. Their bodies undulated against each other, one pushing the other toward orgasmic pleasure.

Suddenly Corinna reached up. "Give me your hands."

Lis let go of the bar putting all her weight on her lover. Corinna grabbed the handcuffs and unlocked them with a key hanging from the rack. With Lis now free Corinna walked over to the bed and with the blonde still wrapped around her body. Lis whimpered as they made their way to the bed, the rubber cock had filled her so much. When they got to the bed Corinna dropped the blonde onto the soft smooth sheets. The cloth felt wondrous to Lis' sweat drenched and used body. She lay there as Corinna climbed on top of her and began slowly plunging the strap on in and out of her.

"You handle this size very well. You must like your men big." Corinna commented in a voice strained with excitement.

"Please just fuck me Cory! Just fuck me and make me your bitch!" 

Lis wasn't interested in making small talk regarding her new found affinity for black men with huge penises. She just wanted the dyke to screw her lights out. And that's what her lover did. Slowly at first and then with a forceful rhythm that rivaled the strongest of men. Corinna Everlund knew how to treat a woman. Lis had often wondered what it would be like to be with another woman. She found out that at least with Corinna it could be as good as anything she would ever experience sexually.

"Oh Cory! Sweet God, Cory!" Lis screamed over and over as the muscular dyke took her in every position they could think of including letting the blonde ride Corinna on top. Lis learned how to ride the rubber cock so that it would move the appendage buried inside her lover's vagina. She watched as Corinna's eyes rolled to the back of her head and then as she experienced a mind shattering climax. It was wonderful accomplishment for Lis to have pleasured her lover. It was well after 3 in the morning by the time the two of them ran out of gas and collapsed into each other's arms. 

They slept like babies until after ten. Corinna awoke first and went down and grabbed the Sunday paper and some orange juice. She returned to her bedroom to find the most gorgeous piece of ass she had ever topped lying naked in her bed. It was a satisfying sight. Still there was more than just the satisfaction of knowing she's finally taken the woman she'd lusted after for over 5 years. Corinna was fully aware that she had feelings for Lis and she knew that now that she had slept with her it would be almost impossible to shake those emotions. 

Lis moved when she heard Corinna come back into the room. She had hoped to leave during the night but she was worn out, absolutely exhausted from the work out that her lover had put her through the night before. It was so different than with a man. Men had a natural conclusion to their sexual encounters. When the load was delivered inside the woman there wasn't much more to do but lay back and maybe cuddle for the sake of the woman. While not all men were that selfish Lis knew that a man had only so much to give. She had found out the previous night that a woman's sexual appetite could go all night and two women could find so many more ways to find pleasure for each other.

"Hey good morning." Corinna said softly as she sat on the edge of the bed next to Lis. She had dropped her blue robe that she had worn to get the paper and was now as naked as Lis.

"Good morning." Lis answered.

Corinna wasn't sure how Lis would feel having just spent the night with her first woman. She was hesitant but couldn't resist leaning down and giving the blonde a kiss. When she found Lis receptive to her advances her stomach did a quick flip. Lis smiled as Corinna pulled away and sat back up. Corinna handed Lis a glass of juice and watched her drink it like she had been in the desert for a month. Lis could feel the energy spread through her body replacing what had been spent the previous night. It wouldn't come close to making her whole. She would need a full meal if she was going to recover. Meanwhile Corinna had drank her glass and climbed into the bed beside Lis. She put an arm around her waist and lay close to her.

"Any regrets?" Corinna asked wondering desperately what was going on in the gorgeous blonde's head.

"Not really." Lis smiled as she turned to Corinna and kissed her. "I have to admit I came over to make that deal for Washington but this turned out to be so much more. I've never felt this way before."

"I thought it was so sweet you started calling me Cory during our lovemaking." Corinna ran a hand gently across Lis' breasts being careful not to hurt her nipples which were sensitive from the clamps.

"No one's called you that before?" Lis wondered.

"Sure, but not for a while. I guess between the job and everything else I live a pretty formal life with some formal people calling me by my full name." Corinna chuckled lightly at the only reason she could think of. "You know I don't think it's much of a secret that I like you Lis."

"I know." Lis turned on her side to face her lover.

"It's that obvious I guess." Corinna admitted.

"Cory every time I go to the government building, you stare at my legs like a horny schoolboy." Lis watched as Corinna Everlund, one of the most powerful law enforcement officers in the city, cringed with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry. I hope I treated you better than a schoolboy would have last night." She said.

"Yea I'll say you did. Cory I've never been handled like that before. It was so different, so wild." Lis told her.

"I hope it wasn't too much. I mean I don't swing from the ceiling every night and well, it was you and maybe I got too carried away. I'm sorry if I did." Corinna was suddenly remembering how serious the bondage had gotten last night. The last thing she wanted to do was scare Lis away.

"No I liked it. Like you said I'm not sure I could handle that kind of work out every night though." Lis smiled.

"You're built to handle quite a bit aren't you?" Corinna smiled back at her. "Roll over for me sweetie."

Lis complied and she was rewarded when Corinna climbed on top straddling her with her legs and began to gently massage her back. Lis sighed as the strong hands kneaded her back and shoulders. After the sexual workout only a few hours before the massage was absolute bliss. Corinna was most definitely an expert at massage. She ran the ball of the palm of her hand up Lis' spine and drew a guttural moan from the blonde. Then she worked her hands outwards to the shoulder blades and then downward to the lower back and buttocks. The process was repeated over and over and then Corinna moved down to the muscular legs. She did the proper technique first loosening up Lis' thighs and calves.

"How does this feel." Corinna asked.

"Oh my God! Cory you're incredible!" Was all Lis could get out with her face buried in the soft pillow. "But of course you heard me say that to you over and over last night."

Corinna laughed and then moved her hands back up the hard body to her buttocks. "I think I remember something like that being sobbed between moans last night."

It was at this point that Corinna gently parted Lis' buttocks with her hands and lowered her lips to the young woman's ass. She stuck out her tongue and flicked it at the puckered sphincter muscle. At first Lis wasn't quite sure what was happening and she was to relaxed to care. Then she felt the wetness back where no one had touched her before. It was different like most everything else she had experienced over the last twelve hours. She let out a moan as the tongue pressed and then plunged into her anal cavity.

"Oh Cory! You are so naughty! Such a naughty girl!" Lis was being treated to something that Corinna Everlund didn't do to any of her other lovers.

The tongue continued to move about Lis' backside. It went in and out of her hole and licked the muscle ring that made up the bud of her anus. It was a delightful feeling and Lis was reveling in the attention Corinna was paying her. She sighed loudly as the tongue found its way moving down to the space between the anus and genitals. Lis spread her legs wide and propped her ass in the air to give her lover better access to her. The muscular woman moved ever so slowly teasing the blonde as she took her time getting to her moistening pussy. All at once she lifted her head.

"Roll over for me honey." She ordered.

Lis was dizzy with excitement but she was able to do as Corinna had asked. From this position Corinna continued her sensual massage. She started to rub Lis' thighs and then quickly worked her way up to her breasts. She gently kneaded the soft flesh and Lis began to moan. Corinna bent down and began kissing Lis who returned the passion by flicking her tongue into her lover's mouth. Corinna sucked it into her mouth but couldn't suppress a giggle.

"That thing is huge. How did you ever get it?" She smiled down at her conquest.

"You liked it last night." Lis kissed her.

"I'm going to enjoy it now as well." Corinna told her.

The muscular woman spun around on top of Lis and got into a 69 position with her. She lowered her head and began lashing at Lis' pussy. Lis' reaction was immediate. She started to squirm and moan and when she looked up Corinna's genital's were right there. She couldn't resist. Lis grabbed the back of her lover's thighs and drove her tongue into the salty moisture. The two well built women wrestled each other as orgasm after orgasm washed over them. They both wished it would go on forever but in reality Lis gasped her surrender after about thirty minutes of servicing Corinna. She lay back and let the muscular woman finish her off. It had been a sexual marathon and both women fell into each other's arms exhausted.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 02



"My God if this is your first time you're going to be dangerous in a couple of months!" Corinna gasped. 

"You're an inspiration to say the least. I've never been licked like that before." Lis replied trying to get her breath.

"I'm glad you liked it." Corinna smiled her now right next to Lis'. She kissed her on the cheek and grabbed her body.

"This is the longest I've ever had sex with anyone!" Lis exclaimed with a laugh.

"Well by my estimation It has been about 13 hours with a nap in the middle. I hope you liked it enough to want to do it again." Corinna wanted to know if she was going to get this piece of ass again.

Lis knew Corinna was pushing her and while she would have rather walked out the door and left the notion of a return encounter up to her, she knew she owed Corinna some sort of answer. "Yea, I'd be crazy to say I wouldn't want to sleep with you again."

"You know you are right. I've had a serious crush on you for quite some time now." Corinna wanted more out of Lis.

"Cory one night isn't going to change my sexuality. What we did last night was intense and felt great but I've been with men all my life." Lis admitted.

"So this is going to be just a sexual relationship if it continues?" The muscular amazon stroked Lis' hair and looked into her eyes. 

"That's not necessarily true Cory. I like you. I get along with you when we see each other at the courthouse but that's all I know about you. That and the fact that when I've caught you checking me out and when you've made those passes at me sometimes these things have brought out feelings. You wouldn't expect me to suggest that you change your sexuality on just that would you?" Lis answered

"I forgot what a great litigator you are." Corinna smiled knowing her guest was right. "So if I called you and asked you out for a drink or a dinner, you wouldn't be freaked being seen with a muscle bound dyke?"

"You'd be surprised what I would be capable of my dear." Lis knew Corinna had no idea what she had been through over the past few weeks. "I'd have no problem being seen with someone I wanted to be with. Besides who said you look like some muscle bound dyke?"

"Come now you felt this last night." Corinna curled her bicep and held it up for Lis.

"Yea I felt that and Eduardo and a few other things as well." Lis laughed and so did Corinna. "You've got to know that you get as many stares from the men at the courthouse as I do. You're beautiful and those muscles make your body look gorgeous. You've got those pretty almond shaped brown eyes and those full lips. You're just as feminine as me."

"So what if we do it this way. We'll go slow. We're friends for now. I know you have a serious attraction to cock so if you want to keep playing with men that's fine with me. I would just hope that you wouldn't rub it in my face if things progress between us." The prosecutor dealt.

"That's fine I guess. What happens if this doesn't work out Cory? I don't want any bitterness. I couldn't handle that from another woman." Lis replied.

"Well I'm a big girl. I know this is so new for you and we're both taking chances here. Hey you are going to be able to cuckold me with men. That has got to be a first for two women." Corinna added with a smile.

"That's very magnanimous of you." Lis smiled back getting the interesting use of cuckold then she kissed Corinna and the prosecutor opened her mouth for her. They kissed for a minute and then held each other for a minute.

"It's my pleasure. Maybe I'll get to watch you with a nice looking boy some day." Corinna gave Lis a tickling jab in her midsection and the blonde squirmed and giggled. After a little wrestling the muscular woman got up out of her bed and walked towards the bathroom. "Now if you think my body is so nice why don't you come into the shower with me and scrub my back." 

10

Chester Bain walked down the street in the middle of Greenwich Village. He was usually a confident man but today his gate was a bit unsure. You wouldn't know it by looking at him. He was still the well dressed handsome black man with a radiantly bright smile. If you didn't know him you wouldn't have noticed a thing and even those that were in his inner circle just asked if he had come down with something or had he not slept well, nothing extraordinary. Chester was that good at hiding his feelings. In order to maintain his lifestyle he had to be this good. He ran many of the high priced male and transsexual prostitutes in the city. And while a big part of his persona was his heterosexual sexuality and his many public displays around the city with many beautiful women. What he was so careful to hide was his unbreakable habit of sampling the product he supplied the public, especially the transsexuals. Only those that were closest to him and the many young transsexuals that took part in his rather rough and kinky form of sex knew of his homosexual lust.

Today though there was something else of more dire importance on his mind. He hated having to go down to that police precinct. Even though the law said he didn't have to sit down with that viper of an investigator, Briski, he knew he had to attend just to try and pry any information they may have discovered. It was a near suicidal game played against a cop he knew had broken many a guilty criminals in his career. Ask anyone in this town that dealt with the police from the wrong side of the table and they would all tell you that it was a bad day when you drew the Rabbi as your investigator. There was just one thing that Chester knew that the all knowing detective Larry Briski and his crew of poorly dressed associates didn't. He was guilty of many things but not this particular crime. Truth be told he hadn't a clue who this Sedgewick kid was. He hadn't even known what he looked like until the papers produced his pictures, some in drag. And while he would have loved the opportunity to have fucked the sweet looking white girly boy until his ass bled, he had no idea beyond his private lust that he was being targeted by the cops.

Chester had talked discreetly with other pimps and prostitutes and while the publicity from his disappearance was well known no one really knew who this boy had been hooked up with. Since Cameron was trying to hide his second job as desperately as Chester was attempting to keep his bisexuality a secret he was very particular with whom he dated and thus whom he worked for. In addition Cameron didn't live the normal lifestyle of a whore. He hadn't been in the lifestyle for long and there were no drugs, no wild parties and no public displays that would have outed him as one of the sexier for pay drag queens in the city. Consequently Cameron Sedgewick was a veritable ghost in the sex trade industry. He worked in the same cloud of mystery that he had left it in. It was this fact that was now frustrating not only the city police but their main suspect Chester Bain. The black pimp knew that the sooner this murder was solved the sooner he could get back to the fun and games that made up his otherwise sexually corrupt lifestyle. 

One thing was for certain, as much as he dreaded it, Chester was going to have to work as hard as and in lock step with the cops to find Cameron Sedgewick's killer. If he didn't Larry Briski was going to be on every street corner and in every bar waiting for Chester. And between him and his crazed partner Cujo, Larry Briski could make Chester's life a living hell for as long as the real murderer was free. At the least this would mean a serious impingement on his freedom to earn money from his stable and at the worst he could be charged with the murder of Cameron Sedgewick. 

Chester pulled his cell phone out of his sport coat pocket and dialed one of his former boys. Carl who now went by the name Heidi had been a moonlighting prostitute like Cameron and had also worked on Broadway as his primary job. Unlike Cameron, Heidi had left on friendly enough terms with his former employer. Chester was hoping that he would get lucky and Heidi would have some information on the murder victim.

11

Lis couldn't wait to tell X about the deal she had worked out with Corinna Everlund. While the details of how this agreement was reached would hopefully remain secret, Lis was ecstatic that she would be able to announce to her man that she had succeeded at solving the problem that had brought them together in the first place. She had told X over the phone that she had some very good news and that she would be over as soon as her Monday meetings and work were behind her. Lis would have called X on Sunday afternoon but she was so exhausted from the workout Cory Everlund had put her through that she had slept through most of the day. While most of the lawyers were dragging their feet from a summer weekend travelling or playing on the beach, Lis was ebullient despite her own physical adventure. She couldn't wait for the day to come to an end so she could make the journey up town, put the issue of X's legal problems behind them and see where their relationship went without a guillotine hanging over their heads.

Lis bounded up the steps and rang the bell to X's townhouse. X's head immediately popped out of a second story window and he told her that she could walk right in. Lis turned the front door's knob and was surprised to find that it was open. While this was one of the finest neighborhoods in the city Lis was surprised to find that X had left his front door open.

"Hey baby! What's going on? You sounded like it was Christmas on the phone this morning." X exalted as he descended the stairs wearing a pair of nylon gym shorts and an orange tee shirt. 

"Well I guess you could say it is in a way. First things first, what are you doing with your front door unlocked?" Lis asked with concern as she allowed X to take her in his arms.

"I always leave it open when I'm watering the trees or the flowers out front or I'm expecting something sweet, like you." The black man leaned in and planted a kiss on Lis' lips.

"You should be careful. The city will water your sidewalk jungle." Lis was already beyond any home safety measures. She just wanted to keep kissing X.

Lis climbed up into X's body and began kissing him deeply with a growing passion. She stuck out her tongue and wiggled it at his mouth and then stuck it in. The black man took it and then began flicking his tongue all over it. Their mouths broke apart slightly so that just their tongues were touching. This was one part of their sexual foreplay Lis especially loved to do with X, kiss him with so much passion that their tongues ultimately ended up rubbing against each other outside of their mouths. She was getting wet as they stood there holding each other. Unfortunately X broke the passion to get back to the matters at hand.

"So what is this news babe? You've had me on pins and needles all day." X inquired.

"Mmmm" Lis sighed and hugged the black man close and rested her head on his chest for a brief moment. "How does a sort of accelerated rehabilitation sound?"

"I'm not sure what is it?" X smiled at Lis as he held her. He didn't seem to know what she was talking about but he was pretty sure it was a good thing.

"You get to plead not guilty with a few stipulations. You have to pay a fine and some restitution neither of which are small amounts but nowhere what the legal fees would be if we went to trial. You'll be on probation for two years and after that your record is clean." Lis informed him.

"Well don't get me wrong but why do I have to pay restitution if I was the one who was wronged?" X suddenly had a more serious look.

"Well it's not all that bad. Everlund and I met with the judge today and he wasn't buying some of her histrionics regarding the supposed harm that you did to your tenants. Cory wanted you to pay $10000 in restitution and make a public apology in court. The judge told her that would be fine as long as the tenants apologized for damaging your property and he cut your restitution in half. By the way I know for a fact that they had to put down a $15000 retainer with their lawyer to defend the civil suit and that's not coming back. We are also free to continue the civil suit which after their admission that they have damaged your property will be much easier to win. I've got some paperwork that needs your signature in a few places." Lis explained.

"Well all that sounds nice when you've explained it more fully. You really got that prosecutor to bend didn't you? That's my girl. You really do earn the fees don't you?" X cooed and kissed her.

"Well she wasn't exactly a happy girl when the judge made those changes." Lis admitted.

"Why was she such a stone cold killer on this deal? Who cares at this point?" X thought almost to himself.

"I wondered that too. She's not normally this way." Lis said in between kisses. She had begun pecking at X's lips in between her words.

Having sufficiently excited the blonde attorney X moved quickly. He lifted Lis' shirt over her head and found that she was wearing a very lacy bra. He anxiously wondered what other sexual delights the gorgeous white girl was wearing as he reached out and popped the front snap in her bra.

"Whoa girl! What happened to you?" X let out with alarm.

While the bruises left by the clamps from Saturday night had been hurting Lis she had been so looking forward to being with X she had forgotten about the marks that had been left on her body. Her armpits and belly button were branded with temporary marks that were an ugly brown while the bruises on her breasts extended beyond the areolae and distorted the normally perfect orbs as they hung from her chest. 

"Oh I . . ." Was all that Lis could get out in response. There are those that could tell a lie with an ease and quickness that make the words sound like the truth. Lis just wasn't one of those people.

"Did you have sex with that prosecutor to make this deal?" X asked with his eyes as wide as saucers.

"Why would you say that?" Lis snapped back trying to use anger to back down X.

"Well I didn't do that to you and I've been with you since Kelvin and I don't think this is my boy's trip anyway. That pasty white old boyfriend of yours didn't stop by and hurt you did he?" X finished his statement with a threatening tenor that told Lis that D. J. had better not have been the one that did this to her.

"No! D. J. would never have done this." Lis responded.

"So you did do it. You did it for the deal." X smiled broadly down at Lis like a beaming father proud of his daughter's report card.

"We did sleep together." Lis admitted. 

"Well if that's what it took to get me out of hot water, you sure did the right thing." X told Lis and then kissed her cementing his approval. And then he laughed. "So she's as tough as she looks. That's one bad ass white girl."

"Well it's over." Lis lied.

"Still you should have come to me if something like this was going to happen. You're not free to sex it up with whomever you want too." X informed her 

"I'm sorry." Lis answered meekly. She didn't want X to be upset with her but he had to know that she had no choice if he was going to end his legal problem.

X had pushed his position and apparently it had worked. Lis had not challenged the black man when he had taken the ludicrous stance that Lis should have asked for permission to have sex with Corinna in order to get him out of trouble. Despite being an incredibly intelligent woman Lis was falling further under X's control. She was proving that you didn't need to be a simple woman just submissive to be used by a man.

"Come on over." X gave a smile seemingly letting Lis know that everything was going to be all right.

Lis followed X to the couch and handed him the paperwork out of her briefcase. 

"I just ate something how about you, are you hungry?" X asked as he took the papers.

Lis shook her head as she sat down next to him on the couch. She pointed out the three places where X needed to sign and the paragraphs he needed to read. The pretty blonde couldn't resist taking a peak down at X's crotch. The nylon was tight and she saw a lump beginning to bulge out.

"Are you sure you're not hungry?" X looked up and smiled at Lis.

"No, why?" Lis was bewildered.

"Well maybe you could snack on this while I finish reading the agreement." X pulled down his shorts and his semi erect penis popped free. It ended up lying to one side over his thigh.

Lis smiled at X as if he had just said something rather distasteful. After all it was such a degrading request. How could X expect a highly educated and respected lawyer like her to suck his penis while he read over an agreement she had spent hours to prepare and basically prostituted herself to obtain. Yet when the black man's expression didn't change she knew he wasn't joking. There was going to be no romantic experience, just a submission. The old Lis Rome would have slapped him but the old Lis Rome had met Xavier Washington and now the new Lis Rome was infatuated with him. She slid off the couch and got on her knees. Lis looked up at X hoping for some sort of reprieve for her dignity. Finding none she gently grasped the thick ebony prong. She could feel the blood rushing through the shaft stiffening it to its full length.

"Come on now girl. You know what I want. Show me what you got." X ordered now confident of his total dominance.

Lis didn't say a word. She just put the shiny black cock into her mouth and began fellating X. If someone had walked in they would have been treated to a truly surreal sight. X, with his shorts down to his ankles reading a legal document while his lawyer was on her knees wearing only the skirt of a $1500 business suit and high heels pumps giving the black man head.

Lis felt humiliated. She had come to X to be praised for her work and made love too. Instead she was being used as nothing more than a sexual device. Still she could tell that X was proud of her and maybe that would be good enough for now.

"Honey, hold on for a second. Just stay right there." The black man was breathing heavy. Lis was sending him into orbit and she knew it. As Lis' feelings began to flow from humiliation to being turned on she felt something on her head. As she held herself steady with a healthy portion of black cock in her mouth she discovered that X was using her head as a makeshift table to sign the paperwork on. She rested her hands on his muscular thighs and let him finish.

"Good girl now go ahead and lick that chocolate lollipop." X threw the papers to the other end of the couch and leaned back.

Lis resumed bobbing her head up and down on X. He was as hard as a rock now and slowly moving his hips up and down to meet her sucking mouth. At one point X ordered Lis to suck on his testicles. Lis disengaged her mouth from the engorged penis and started to suck on the black man's scrotum and testicles. At one point she had both balls stuffed into her mouth and was rolling them around on her tongue. For Lis it was the ultimate depravity. The thick taste and musky aroma were intense. When she couldn't stand it anymore Lis retreated until she was kissing and licking his erection again.

"That's my baby. Good girl. Now get out of those clothes for me." X demanded with a confident smile.

Lis stood up and shimmied out of her green skirt and dropped her panties to the floor. As with anytime she was planning on seeing X, Lis was encased in expensive lingerie. The lacy garter belt and sheer full fashioned stockings looked exquisite on her as she stood in front of X in her pumps. Meanwhile the rest of her wasn't doing as well. Her face was a mess. She was covered with X's sweat and tears had streamed down her cheeks smudging her make up dreadfully. Still X's eyes were on her incredible body. The ripples that striated down her abdomen and those long powerful legs that had turned him on from the second he had met her.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 02



"Come here baby." The black man said as he stood.

Lis hesitantly stepped over to X and was rewarded when he took her in his arms. They kissed and it ended up as one of their tongue battles outside their mouths. X was also frigging the white woman and it didn't take much before Lis was sobbing into the black man's chest. Her legs undulated in and out and her hips moved back and forth as Lis became a sexual puppet with X's fingers manipulating the strings. X smiled down at her and continued to work over her genitals. He watched Lis's eyes roll back in her head and he knew he could do just about anything to her.

X moved behind Lis and kept his fingers in inside her reaching around and sliding them in and out. He kissed her neck and moved the two of them over to the edge of the couch. X absent mindedly brushed his fingers across Lis' breasts which caused the bruised woman to howl in pain. X whispered softly into her ear that he was sorry and let the hand trail down to her thigh. X truly did feel bad that he had accidentally hurt his woman. After all he was looking to break the woman and then mold her not cause her unnecessary physical pain.

"Bend over my sweet." X ordered. 

Lis did as she was told grabbing the arm of the couch. Just as she turned her head back towards X she felt him nudging his member against her. She spread her legs to accommodate him and he easily slide inside her and in one thrust was balls deep. She let out a stifled cry as X's forceful thrust took her breath away. She was flowing with excitement so X moved easily inside her sliding his erection in and out in a long slow movement. 

"Do you like it this way honey pie?" X grunted between runting movements. 

"Oh God X this is so nice, so nice!" She cried out.

"You're getting to really love black cock aren't you?" He said calmly as the noise of their bodies slapping together became louder.

"I love your di-ick! Big bla-ack di-ick!" She screamed in a stuttered a cappella her eyes now bulging out in response to each thrust which had now become shorter and more powerful.

"You love any black cock you can get your slutty hands on. You've got the fever now. That's okay I could fuck your body all day long. You're body is that sweet and you know it." X grunted out his lecture as he grabbed her hips and really dug into Lis. 

"You've got me X. You know I'm yours." Lis let out in a slurred voice.

Suddenly X withdrew from Lis causing her to moan in disappointment. X pushed her down further against the arm of the couch, and as hard as he had been fucking her up until now Lis was expecting to get a serious screwing after this slight change in position for leverage's sake. Unfortunately she was right.

X reached down and opened the drawer to an end table. The black man then pounced on Lis. They wrestled and maneuvered until Lis was lying prone over the arm of the couch and X was on top of her. Then she felt it rub up against her sphincter. The member was stiff and it was covered with grease. It was a blunt pain at first until her muscle gave way. She groaned loudly and turned her head. She noticed the jar of petroleum jelly on the end table. It was too late. X was halfway up her ass and the pain had intensified to an unbearable level.

"Oh X no!" She groaned.

The black man was relentless nonetheless. It was as if he had never heard her. He arched his back causing his engorged penis to probe deeper into Lis' rectum. X looked over at the mirror on the other side of the room. What he saw was his heaving black frame enwrapped on top of Lis' tanned body. Her silk encased legs were splayed out behind her occasionally bending up helplessly into the air in reaction to X's thrusts. For a man so enamored with dominating white women it was a beautiful sight. Still the most exciting portion of the scene painted on the mirror was the utter agony mixed with a slight amount of ecstasy etched on Lis' face. The assault on her anal cavity hurt like nothing she'd ever experienced but deep down there was a pleasure in giving it up to this dominant black man. As X sodomized the white woman he looked for this subtle sign of submission, of a willingness to please him no matter what it took and when he recognized it in Lis' face he smiled. 

X began lunging in and out of Lis. The greasy lube easing the excruciating pain for Lis. Yet she was whimpering in a high pitched sigh while prostrated underneath X just the same. There were tears streaming down her face. Still she didn't protest or tell X to stop. The blonde beauty just took the punishment as she received the thick heavily veined erection.

X was overjoyed that Lis had basically acquiesced. Still he wasn't sure how things were going to turn out when he was done with her. X knew he had taken a bit of a chance with such an intelligent girl but in reality that had nothing to do with it. He felt certain he would be rewarded as he had been before with so many other women. If a prim and proper woman like Lis Rome was willing to let her man, a black man, screw her in the ass there was so much more she may be willing to do. X pushed against Lis a couple of more time eliciting a guttural moan from her with each thrust and then he exploded inside her rectum. Lis let out a deep throated moan as her cavity filled with warm sperm.

Lis let out another grunt when the thickness eased unsympathetically out of her. She looked back up at X as he climbed off her and wiped his genitals clean with his tee shirt. He was smiling triumphantly and the realization why finally came to Lis but she didn't care. When he finished with his shirt X dropped it on Lis' still prone backside. His semen was drooling out of her ass and down her genitals and had begun to stain her stockings. 

Lis was still looking up at X seeking an explanation or more importantly some sort of apology. She got neither from the black man. Instead he quickly leaned down and kissed her on the back of her neck and then stood back up and went into the kitchen. X wasn't really concerned with Lis' feelings at this point. He knew he owned her.



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- 12 -

Lis pondered her predicament as she sat at her desk at Collins, Kelly & Witt. She didn't like being in these positions even one as sexually exciting as this one. She had been splitting her time between X and Corinna. One night it was sweating up the sheets in the upper eastside taking X's penis anyway he would give it to her. The next she was wearing a different type of outfit as she walked hand in hand with Corinna into a club in the south end of the city that catered to lesbians. Lis had never dated two people at once before. Despite the daily passes from a cadre of gentleman and the occasional woman, Lis had always been conservative. She couldn't be bothered by the games. Those days had long since passed. Still Lis had made no promises to Corinna. The gorgeous prosecutor had even told Lis that it was okay to date men while she got comfortable being with another woman. Lis was just careful that Corinna didn't find out who the man was that she was sleeping with. Meanwhile she felt that she owed very little to X. While Lis had fallen hard for the black man she knew how he made his money and as much as she wanted too she wasn't going to offer him monogamy yet. 

Lis was able to play one off against the other by telling them that work was important and there were some nights that she just had to be at the office. Lis was as disciplined as they came and she needed that discipline with both these lovers but for different reasons. While she had to hold off Corinna with a stick Lis had to keep her cool around X. Corinna would have been happy to have her move in and become her wife. Meanwhile Lis wasn't even ready to admit to the outside world that she was sleeping with a woman. Still she kept some of her clothes at Corinna's for the one or two times a week she would sleep there. At the same time Lis was using every bit of her self control not to fall on her knees and beg X to take her as his own. The black man had really gotten under her skin, as much as any man had ever been able too. She thought about X all the time, when she was at work and even when she made love to Corinna. 

Today Lis was trying her best to finish a memo regarding a strategy for a new case. The firm was defending Whillock Communications in an antitrust case. It was potentially one of the biggest cases the firm had ever done. With the positive outcomes of the Keltic suit and even Xavier Washington's case Lis had made subtle but very appreciable progress at the firm. She was no longer carrying the water for many of the partners. She was being assigned to the more high profile cases and she was doing more important work. Many of the newer associates were coming to her for help with their own work. They knew Lis didn't carry any of the self important elitist attitudes that many of the other more experienced associates had for baggage. They also sensed that they were sharing their work with a woman that was on track to become a partner.

It was Friday and Lis was recovering from a night spent with Corinna and her thick rubber friend Eduardo. Prior to the sexual workout they had spent some time down at Sally's. It was a dinner club where women could eat and dance in an intimate setting and not be interrupted or found out by husbands, boyfriends or anyone else from the outside world. While Corinna wasn't worried about the outside world Lis and many of the other women did. The blonde couple ate salads and sea bass and then alternately danced cheek to cheek on the floor to some slow sensuous music and ground their bodies against each other to a techno beat. Interestingly enough despite being a taboo homosexual relationship for Lis it was calm compared to what she felt around X.

Lis had delivered her strategy to a couple of the partners and it was met with overwhelming approval. She knew she was on a roll as she returned to her office. One of her phone messages was from X. He didn't call often and when he did Lis got butterflies in her stomach. They always seemed to be around when X called. Lis gave up all pretense of being nonchalant and returned his call immediately. 

"Hey sweet thing how's your day going?" X's voice was baritone bliss to Lis.

"Hi honey. Things are great." Lis breathed into the phone in her soft husky voice.

"I haven't seen you much lately. I hope I didn't do anything wrong girl." It was true X hadn't seen Lis for a few days. More importantly he was an expert at putting his women off balance and feel as if they owed him something.

"Oh God no! I've missed you so much. I've just been so busy at work and it's so important. I've been thinking about you." Lis admitted.

"I've missed you too." X added.

"I was put on this big case. I've had to put in some serious hours." Lis informed her lover.

"Well I'm sure that it can't match the importance of a certain landlord/tenant dispute." The black man chuckled softly into the phone.

"I like working with certain landlords. The fringe benefits of those jobs are so nice." Lis let out a laugh like a smitten schoolgirl.

"We should take advantage of those fringe benefits this evening. Why don't you put on something slinky and maybe some of that sexy lingerie that looks so sweet when you wear it. You know for a formal cocktail party and a little exercise afterwards. I've got another job for you." X offered.

"What kind of a job?" Lis chuckled at the minor role play.

"Oh it's a surprise but I'll give you a hint, a chocoholic like you will just love it. Let's say my place at 6:30?" X requested.

"Well you have me there I do love chocolate." Lis returned.

"You'll be heading out to a real nice party and some real fun tonight. Can you handle that baby?" X asked her.

"Sounds like fun. I'll be there." Lis said.

"It's nice to know I can count on you honey. I'll see you later." X said before he hung up.

She was excited. While Lis and X had been sleeping together for over a while they had rarely gone out in public. Previously there had been good reason to keep their relationship behind closed doors. The two of them had been involved in a criminal case and if their relationship had been made public it would have destroyed her career and possibly hurt the case to the point that X might have gone to jail. Then there was DJ. When Lis first started fucking the black man she was still very much with the uptight white boy from Westchester County. It was funny that she had thought of him as a boy. She hadn't before. That is until she had met X. Now that all these distractions were behind them maybe X was going to start taking Lis out and treat her as his lady. The thought was exciting to Lis. 

There was no avoiding it now. X had invaded Lis' mind and she wasn't going to shake him until she was in his arms. All she could concentrate on was what she was going to wear and how she was going to feel when X made love to her. She snuck out of work early and got home in time to wax her legs and pubic area. As always she left a small patch above her genitals. Then she took a long bath and relaxed. She had been tired from her evening with Corinna but the promise of a romantic night on the town with X was too good to pass up. Lis rubbed baby oil all over her body. It made her skin nice and soft and for whatever reason made her smooth muscular legs shine. The silk stockings slid up her legs easily. The cocktail dress was a tight fitting black sequin design that was backless and went down to mid thigh. Lis quickly checked out her shoe closet. The collection would have made Imelda Marcos blush. Lis looked at her choice of clothes as an investment. She felt that her appearance had a direct effect on her success both personally and professionally. She looked over the choices she had in black and quickly picked up a pair of Jimmy Choo patent leather sandals. Lis had been seriously addicted to Ferragamo shoes in the past and still wore them for conservative occasions such as work. Yet recently she had become a disciple of Jimmy Choo. The shoes were modern and stylish and perfect for a wild evening on the town. The sandals she had picked had a four inch heel and an intricate design of leather straps that ran up her foot from the base of the sandal and became a strap that wrapped around her ankle. Lis loved the engineering and giggled as she fastened the small buckle around her ankle. She couldn't help but think about how wonderful the expensive shoes were going to look high in the air as X went at her over and over and her legs kicked furiously with each orgasm.

- 13 -

As the cab pulled up to X's townhouse Lis was strategizing about how she was going to convince X to stop breaking the law and retire from the escort business. He had said that since he had lost a couple of women to retirement, going into stripping or some other sex trade career change he had not bothered to replace them. X's escort service was shrinking and apparently he didn't mind. It made Lis feel hopeful and good about her decision to get involved with the handsome black man, not that she could have helped herself once X had decided he wanted her for himself.

Lis stepped out of the cab and saw the limousine parked in front of the townhouse. Curiosity was getting the best of her as she rang up X from the stoop. When the door opened Lis was surprised to see X standing there in his sweats. He was perspiring and wiping his face with a towel.

"Hey babe." X smiled at Lis as he checked out her nylon encased legs. He never got tired of getting a good look at the toned flesh that made up her legs.

"I thought we were going out?" Lis asked with a confused look on her face.

"Well you are. I thought we talked earlier?" X replied.

"What do you mean?" Lis asked.

"Come on in for a minute." X stepped aside and waved to the driver.

"X what's going on here?" Lis inquired as the black man put his arm around her.

"Lis honey when we were talking earlier, about tonight, I really meant that I had a job for you tonight." X looked at Lis and saw that she still didn't quite get it. "Like you did for me with Kelvin."

"You're whoring me out?" Lis was incredulous.

"Honey I'm sorry I wasn't clear. We were talking about a job on the phone. When you said you were okay doing the job I thought you wanted to do it." X remarked defensively.

"X how could you think that?" Lis was stunned but not totally disbelieving of the black man's logic. 

"After what you said about your experience with Kelvin I thought you may be into this thing. Then when I told you I had a job tonight. Well maybe I just wasn't clear enough. I wanted to be discreet on the phone." X laid it on as smoothly as possible.

"I thought we were going out tonight?" Lis said again as if saying it over and over might make it true.

"You're just doing it at the Jamaican embassy then you come right back here. We'll be together." X stepped up confidently and kissed Lis. When she didn't pull away he knew he had her.

"What did you get me into?" Lis couldn't help sating her curiosity.

"I need you to attend a cocktail party at the Jamaican embassy. They're the biggest clients I have. Without you I'm in big trouble. I can't afford to lose these clients." X seemed to be almost pleading as he neared closing the deal.

"So you just want me to go to a cocktail party?" Lis asked hopefully.

"You can do whatever you want when you get there. I have another girl in the limo. There are a couple of men, my clients that I would like you to schmooze. You know make them feel good for a couple of hours. Your share is $1000." X explained.

"A $1000 to have drinks with some men?" Lis smiled for the first time since she had been in the townhouse. She wasn't stupid and she was surprised that X was playing her that way after all they had been through. Yet despite being disappointed beyond belief and feeling betrayed Lis threw her smarts out the window as she concentrated on not disappointing X. If he lost these clients because of a misunderstanding between them would Lis lose him? Besides Lis had been so excited the night she had played the whore with Kelvin. He had been so handsome and such a gentleman and she could be the naughty slut and there were no regrets. It was expected of her and she liked it. The cocktail party might be a turn on and if she didn't like her date she would simply slip out no matter what it did to X's client base.

The limo driver was a tall well built black man. As Lis approached the vehicle he held the door for her and shamelessly stared at her body as she smiled up at him. Lis climbed into the limo and found a very sexy looking woman with short spiked brown hair sitting in the back seat. Lis sat opposite her on the jump seat facing the rear of the car.

"Hey girl my name is Nikki." She held out her hand and Lis shook it.

"My name is Lis." The blonde attorney replied in her deep voice. She checked out the expensive lambskin dress Nikki was wearing and the shapely silk encased legs crossed in front of her.

Nikki took in Lis' gaze and let her eyes drift over the blonde. She thought the young woman looked stunning. X had done it again.

"X tells me you're new at this game." Nikki broke up the mutual admiration stares.

"Yes. I've got to be honest I've got no idea what I'm doing." Lis looked away out one of the windows to try and hide a tear that had drained out of one of her eyes.

"Just keep your cool and follow my lead and honey don't be so upset. There's no reason to make this such a big thing. We're just out for a night of fun. I know what you're going through. I've been there and I won't leave you stranded out there tonight okay?" Nikki reached over and put her hand on Lis'. The short speech and the gesture had calmed the blonde a little.

"How long have you been doing this?" Lis was both curious and wanted to talk about anything to pass the time and calm her nerves.

"Ha! Let's say time flies when you're enjoying yourself." Nikki chortled and took a softer tone. "My illustrious career started in the porno industry. I had a boyfriend who was already doing it and he talked me into acting with him. I stayed for over eight years. I was pretty big too. Lots of guys recognize me even today." Nikki told Lis.

"What happened to your boyfriend?" Lis asked.

"What happens to all boyfriends? They either become a husband or they get lost. Mine got lost. I think he's selling quilts out in Oregon now. It didn't matter I got pretty big in the industry while I was out in California but when I came back home to New York there weren't a lot of job opportunities for a retried porno starlet. That is until I met X. He turned me on to the escort business ten years ago and I've been here ever since." Nikki finished her story. 

"My God you've been in the business since you were a kid." Lis exclaimed. She had guessed that Nikki was just a year or two older than her.

"Oh honey you're so nice but I'm a little older than I look." Nikki took in the compliment with a smile.

"Do you like this work?" Lis was trying to pull as much information as possible from the short haired brunette.

"It's fine. I mean you'll find there are days you'd rather be doing something else just like any other job. Still I made almost $200,000 last year and with those legs that'll be an easy number for you to get too. I mean half my clients recognize me from being a porn actress and that really helps with the income. You may not have that but sweetie you are just gorgeous." Nikki continued to admire Lis to the point that the attorney was certain that the call girl was most definitely bisexual.

"Well thanks but this is just a onetime thing. I'm only doing X a favor." Lis cringed when Nikki began referring to her as a fellow escort.

"That's okay. A little experimentation is good. It's what got me into acting." Nikki added as a not so subtle warning. She looked out the window as the limo cruised through the theatre district.

"How many clients do you have?" Lis' curiosity had become insatiable.

"X lets me pick and choose. You know that seniority thing. I like the black men. Don't ask me why but for me they have been the better clients. These guys are going to spend up to $2000 a night so there's definitely a level of class there despite what you may think. I've never had a problem with one of my men. By the way, I hope you don't have a problem with black men do you?" Nikki asked.

"No not at all." Lis shook her head and smiled at Nikki.

"That's good because there just aren't too many blonde haired blue eyed boys at this embassy. In fact our clients are as black as coal." Nikki informed Lis.

"You know our dates? Who are they?" Lis was content to let her chatty fellow passenger continue on. Her first impression of Nikki was pretty positive. She seemed like one in a million, a woman that had made a very healthy living in the sex business and was mentally strong enough to handle it.

"Our boys are two Jamaican businessmen. They import sugar cane and rum. I mean I drink wine. Why couldn't these guys be from France?" Nikki's laugh was warm and genuine. 

"What would happen to your preference for black men?" Lis smiled feeling more comfortable with the bubbly brunette.

"Oh girl you just haven't travelled. London is chock full of African and Caribbean studs. I'm sure I could find a cute black boy in wine country." Nikki gushed. "Listen these guys are real nice. I'll let you take Robert. He's older and he'll probably only be able to pop once, so it will be an easy night for you. Besides I have to admit that I have a bit of a crush on Trevor. So if that's okay." 

"So we are expected to have sex?" Lis confirmed.

"Lis honey you could have worn pantyhose with that dress. Instead you've got a pair of real expensive stockings on those legs. I'll bet you're wearing very sexy garter belt too. Women don't put on that kind of equipment for a walk in the park. You're expecting to get laid tonight girlfriend." Nikki summarized. 

As the limo pulled up in front of the embassy Lis took in Nikki's comments and fumed at how easily X had used her naivety and trust to turn her into a whore, first with Kelvin and now tonight.

The two women made their way into the lobby next door to the actual embassy. For security purposes that building was off limits but the building next door was large and opulent just the same. It was crowded with other partygoers. Lis had no idea what tonight's celebration was all about but it didn't matter. The embassy social schedules were pretty heavy this time of year. Lis had attended a couple in the past, although her experiences involved the Irish and the German embassies. This night was going to be very different.

The two women made their way through the large foyer which was the size of a hotel lobby to a main ballroom. At one point Nikki grabbed Lis' hand and turned her head towards two black men standing in the corner.

"There are our clients. Robert is the one on the left. I've been with Trevor before. He's fine. I know Robert but I've always been with Trevor so . . . " Nikki gushed.

"I understand. I'll take Robert." Lis was beginning to understand how an escort could detach herself emotionally from a client. She had already begun the process.

Nikki led Lis over to the men. As soon as she came into view the men lit up with anticipation and their enthusiasm grew when they realized that Lis was the second escort for the evening. The younger man was tall and lean. He had long dreadlocks and was wearing a very expensive tuxedo. The older man was dressed just as well yet his appearance was more conservative with a tight afro and he was wearing a black cummerbund and bowtie not the flamboyant but tasteful red and black design on Trevor. He practically knocked down the taller black man so he could be first to Lis.

As soon as Lis saw the black man she regretted her wardrobe choice. A longer gown would have matched his conservative appearance and heels shorter than the 4 inch ones attached to her Jimmy Choo sandals would have at least closed the gap in height somewhat. With her 5'-8" frame Lis was 6 feet tall in her heels. She estimated the man standing in front of her was only 5'-6" on his best day. Additionally he had grey hair and looked at least twenty years her senior. 




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"Hello! My name is Robert!" The short black man gushed over the din of the crowd and held out his hand.

"Hi I'm Lis." Lis gave the black man her hand as her deep voice cut through the noise in the room.

"I'm so pleased you came tonight." He smiled up at the blonde haired beauty.

"I wouldn't have missed it." Lis played along.

Nikki and Trevor broke in. The large black man had his arm around her. They already looked like a happy couple. Lis could see why Nikki wanted Trevor. He was young and handsome.

"Trevor this is my friend Lis." Nikki introduced the two.

Trevor untangled himself from his sultry escort and shook Lis' hand. He smiled at Robert. He knew his friend had just gotten very lucky.

"So would everyone like a drink?" Robert offered.

"Could you please get me a glass of that wine we had the last time? Lis it's incredible." Nikki chimed in.

"I may have some later. I'll have a Dewars on the rocks." Lis wanted to make sure she had sufficient anesthesia in her system for the night ahead. She wasn't going to get stumbling drunk but Lis wanted to be nice and buzzed.

The elder black man motioned to a waitress. Lis guessed that these men must have had clout. Despite the crowd the drinks arrived quickly. Robert also knew his scotch. He made sure that Lis got a glass of Dewars Signature which was superior to the 12 year old scotch that Lis normally drank. Trevor took the drinks from the waitress and handed them around. Lis sipped hers and listened to the small talk between the other three. It was clear that the two men had hired Nikki many times before. There were even stories about Nikki spending time in Kingston. Gradually the four paired off and Robert turned his attention to Lis.

"So you are an athlete." The black man surmised. 

"What makes you say that?" Lis was curious about the compliment.

"Your legs, they are magnificent." Robert gazed down at Lis' exposed thighs. "Not to mention the rest of you. You are very impressive."

"Thank you." Lis bit her lip hiding her disappointment at the misogynist remark.

"I can also tell that you are not familiar with this world." Robert continued his dissection of Lis.

"And what makes you say that?" Lis' grin was tight as she waited for Robert's next remark.

"Well you drink scotch, and you appreciate very good scotch. I can tell. A drink made for the powerful and I thought you were going to kill me when I made that rude comment about your legs." In a few sentences Robert proved himself to be much sharper than he had originally come off. "Honestly I don't mean to be nosey about your personal life, it's none of my business. I apologize if I was too forward. I am just very glad that you came tonight."

Lis nodded and took another sip of her drink. Robert had redeemed himself. It was obvious that no one had handed this black man his money. He was observant and aggressive. Lis was impressed and almost couldn't resist letting him know she was available for corporate legal work. It would have been a hoot informing the partners how she got to know her latest client at her other job as a call girl.

Despite Robert being a smart and somewhat pleasant man the night progressed into somewhat of a public humiliation for Lis. Besides constantly looking over her shoulder to make sure no one she knew was at the party. Robert couldn't resist parading her around like a prized trophy. And why not, there were other white women on the arms of black men but partygoers knew most of them. This young woman was fresh and quite gorgeous. Next to her older shorter date she stuck out like a bright flower. Yet Lis realized that this was part of the game. She was not there to enjoy herself as much to make her man look good in public and then pleasure him later in private. 

Robert introduced Lis all around and the other guests were amazed. The statuesque blonde was too sophisticated to be a whore and there was no scent of a woman that was accustomed to being used. Could it be that she was so hard up for black dick that she was sleeping with the older man or was it his money that was the aphrodisiac that had her arm in arm with the black man? Whatever the reason many of the other men openly congratulated Robert on his conquest. As Lis finished off the evening dancing slowly with Robert, his head barely able to rest against hers as she leaned down and held him, her feelings of humiliation were clearly mixed with a weird sort of excitement. She was finding that she liked the idea of performing in front of strangers

The two couples rode up the elevator to the sixth floor. The embassy's annex building had some small apartments that more distinguished guests such as Trevor and Robert stayed at when they were in town. The elevator door opened to a large foyer. It was carpeted by a lavish blue and gold design. There were couches outside each of the three doors off the foyer. Lis was led by Robert to one of the couches while Trevor and Nikki sat down at another couch opposite them. Robert put his hand on Lis' thigh and leaned in and kissed her cheek.

"Your leg is so well toned. You should be proud of your body." He whispered into her ear.

"Thank you." Lis managed as she turned her head and their lips touched.

Suddenly the elevator door opened. An interracial couple in their fifties walked out followed by a waitress carrying a tray with four glasses.

"After dinner drinks Robert?" The blonde haired woman smiled as she hung on the arm of a distinguished looking black man.

"Oh why not Catherine, would you care to join us?" Robert beamed from the couch. "I'd like to introduce you to my friend Lis. This is Henri and Catherine Beauville."

Robert and Lis stood and shook hands with the other couple. Now Lis was truly impressed. He was running in the same circle as one of the biggest aluminum production magnates in the world, the Beauvilles were fixtures on the Forbes list of the world's 500 richest people. The tall woman was wearing a gorgeous dark green gown. Like Lis she towered over Robert. After politely declining Robert's invitation the couple quickly retreated to their apartment door but not before Catherine Beauville gave Lis a knowing smile. Lis just hoped that it wasn't a look of recognition.

The waitress was a pretty white girl in her twenties. She was a brunette with very bright blue eyes. Lis could see that underneath the frills of her tuxedo shirt and the short black skirt the girl had a nice body. She handed Lis her snifter of Sambuca and smiled.

"Have a nice evening." The waitress couldn't resist. Her look told Lis that the girl had probably sampled the joys of interracial sex herself. 

"I will." Lis answered as she took the glass from her.

"Well it's a shame that our friend Carl is no longer making his trips up here. The Beauvilles are good neighbors just the same." Trevor commented and both men laughed like two schoolboys that were in on some silly joke.

"Come on guys. Carl is a sweet man." Nikki added.

"Sweet being the meaningful word." Robert added which drew another round of laughter from the men.

"What's so funny?" Lis was curious.

"Carl is a very nice businessman from Jamaica and a good friend of these two. He's gay and these guys always gave him a hard time. They were mean." Nikki chastised the giggling men.

"He sold his distillery and retired last year and we were never mean to my good friend. What our pretty friend Nikki fails to mention is that Carl could dish it out as good as he got it. We may have chided him about his sexuality but he always had a sharp and funny comeback. We never treated Carl as anything another than a friend. Since his retirement Carl pretty much stays at home in Jamaica. One thing we had in common with our friend was a weakness for things pretty and white." Robert admitted.

"Well there was one rather big difference underneath his girlfriend's dresses." Trevor couldn't resist adding.

This comment earned Trevor a smack across his arm from Nikki. She seemed to be very fond of Carl and didn't like the men talking about him this way. Meanwhile all it did was bring about more guffaws from the two men who were enjoying their own jokes about their friend.

"Carl liked to date men who dressed as women." Nikki informed Lis from her couch.

"I remember seeing two of those women, if you will, quite often. I have to tell you they were better looking than most of the women in the ballroom tonight." Robert admitted.

"I have to say I do agree. Our friend Carl had good taste even if it was with the wrong sex." Trevor smiled as he tried to suppress another outburst of laughter. 

"Well with the matter of Carl and his girlfriends Ellie and Tammy fully discussed and our drinks served I would like to bid you two good night." Robert stood and took Lis' hand.

Lis stood and came face to face with the fact that this older diminutive black man was going to fuck her and she was going to gladly let him do it. Robert opened the door to their apartment and let her walk in first. The room was huge with a large bed located up a couple of steps at the far end of the room. There were bathrooms located on each side of the room. 

"The other Apartment has two rooms but it's much too small. I like this one better." Robert casually commented.

"I can see why. It's so elegant." Lis answered nervously as her anxiety level spiked.

Robert didn't say another word. He threw off his jacket and undid his pants. He sat down on a chair wearing only his unbuttoned tuxedo shirt. Lis saw that despite his age the black man was in very good shape. He took the studs out of his shirt and placed them on the stand next to the overstuffed chair. The shirt fell away on each side and exposed an abdomen that still rippled with definition.

He leaned back and began playing with his cock. Lis had never been in such a surreal situation. This man had simply stripped down and it was obvious that he now expected the woman he had paid good money for to perform for him. Lis noticed that the man's penis was very unusual looking. The black member was uncircumcised with an ample amount of foreskin extending beyond the head. It was rather stubby looking not because it was short but rather extremely fat. While not anywhere as long as X or Kelvin it was at least average in length and so fat in the middle of the shaft that it looked like a small football.

"You realize that I have been waiting for this since the moment I saw you, don't you?" Robert was pumping his meat and pushing his hips upward.

Lis needed no more direction. She wiggled out of her dress and then her panties and bra. She thought about undoing her garter belt but figured the black man would tell her if he wanted her naked. She moved over to him.

"My God! You are magnificent! You're legs in those stockings!" Robert gushed.

Lis smiled and dropped to her knees. She took the bulbous member from the black man and stroked it. Robert groaned and leaned back in the chair.

"You're quite thick." Lis complimented him.

She wasn't just paying Robert a false compliment either. As she had observed from a distance his penis expanded at the middle of the shaft to an almost comical proportion. The erection looked like a balloon. Lis gently ran her hand over Robert tugging on the foreskin and exposing the head.

"My guess is that none of your country club boyfriends have a penis this thick." Robert estimated.

"No that's for sure." Lis replied as she gazed at the jet black prong.

"Then suck on it. You know that you want too." Robert said through a thick groan.

Lis leaned down and began sucking on Robert. The foreskin was like an elastic band where it wrapped around the head. She dipped her tongue into the hole at the top of the rubbery skin and touched his head. Robert moans became more urgent and he gently pushed down on Lis' head. Then as her head began to bob up and down on him, the black man began taunting Lis.

"Such a pretty white girl, that's it suck my black dick. You know you're addicted now. You were so excited dancing with me in public, letting everyone fantasize that the sexiest white girl in the room would end up on her knees in front of me. And now you're doing it, just another white slut giving it up to a black man. You white girls get prettier all the time." Robert said as Lis continued servicing him.

Lis just kept sucking. She could have told him to stop it. The truth was she knew he was right. Besides she was working and sometimes working wasn't all that fun. In this case if she didn't like being called a whore for black cock she would just have to take it because Robert had paid lavishly for the privilege. Besides deep down she knew in her case he was absolutely correct. She was giving head to yet another black man that was on the larger side of average at least in thickness this time. At this point in her career Lis could open her mouth and swallow just about anything without gagging. She had done enough practicing with X but she couldn't get her mouth around the thickest part of Robert's shaft.

The black man didn't seem to care. He was pushing down on the blonde's head with increasing pressure and at the same time was now pushing up into her mouth with his hard penis. All at once Robert's bulbous erection eased further into her throat until Lis was staring at a mixture of grey and black pubic hair. The member filled her mouth and lodged in her throat. Lis thought she might suffocate she was so stuffed with cock. She could now feel his scrotum against her chin. She looked up at Robert, who was now standing, for some kind of mercy but found none.

"Oh you young white women are so docile, so eager to please." The black man rocked back and forth. Lis' head went with him now attached to his body by the rigid penis lodged in her throat.

Lis was miserable with discomfort but she wouldn't quit. She could take whatever this black man dished out. She had tears streaming down her face much to Robert's delight. Lis felt certain that the only way she was going to dislodge the hard football shaped member was to make Robert cum. Yet this would momentarily make things worse by further filling her with his seed. Still Lis was thrilled at the idea of this smallish black man dominating her. With her throat slowly relaxing and becoming accustomed to the thick piece of meat she dug her nails into his buttocks further anchoring herself to his swaying body. She wanted this man on top of her. Meanwhile from above Robert sensed the woman's submissive enthusiasm. This blonde was so gorgeous, so prim and proper he was really going to enjoy breaking her. And at this point in the sexual encounter the black man knew he almost had her and it pleased him to no end.

Robert pushed back from Lis. She had taken all of him down her throat so her lips had to stretch in order to get past the thick middle of the shaft. There was a popping noise as his erection, glistening with saliva, slid out.

"Stand up you lustful slut." The black man ordered with a smile.

He helped Lis up by her arms and they ended up in a hug. Still in her pumps Lis had to lean down to get her arms around him comfortably. He grabbed her hair and tilted her head downward. The older man stuck out his tongue and Lis eagerly sucked it into her mouth. Their tongues rubbed against each other mostly in Lis' mouth and she got Robert to tongue wrestle outside both their mouths just the way she liked it done. Meanwhile Robert had reached down and begun to manipulate her genitals. Lis shuddered in his arms and let out a moan. They stood there passionately kissing for awhile until Robert gave Lis' buttocks a playful slap with his hand. 

"It's time to give you what you've been waiting for all night. Get on the bed and I will put you through your paces my dear." Robert demanded.

Lis smiled and obeyed. When she had first met Robert at the beginning of the night she would have never thought that she would be this passionate lying on a bed waiting for him to get on top of her but here she was on fire and full of carnal desire. It came down to the revelation that had been hinted at with X and that had exploded out of her when she was with Corinna, Lis loved role playing and she was quickly discovering from all her recent sexual encounters that her favorite part was as the submissive. She pulled down the blankets and climbed into the bed. The sheets and pillows felt so cool and smooth against her red hot skin. She lay back against the pillows with her legs spread. She was anxious to offer her surrender to Robert. Obviously the black man had turned out to be a far superior lover than she had estimated at the beginning of the evening.

The black man walked towards the bed. Lis gazed at his naked body. It was wiry and wrapped with ropes of muscle. Despite his age the Jamaican had stayed in excellent shape, a hopeful sign of his sexual prowess. Lis continued to be enthralled with the shape of his penis. The erection bounced up and down straight out in front of him like a shiny black balloon. As he climbed up onto the bed Lis no longer saw a mature smallish man. She saw Robert as a strong confident black stud with a hammer for a sexual tool.

The black man climbed on top of Lis and she kissed him on the lips. Robert kissed her back hard on the mouth. She lifted her legs inviting him inside her. Robert accepted by rearing back and placing his engorged penis at her sopping wet vagina.

'Are you ready to be broken my lovely slut?" Robert smiled down at her confidently.

"Do it to me but just know that I'm not giving in that easily." Lis challenged already breathing heavily.

Robert lunged forward with a measured thrust. Lis was surprised at the Jamaican's restraint. Her vagina easily accepted the ebony prong up to the thickest part of the shaft. Robert withdrew and gently thrust again. He began relentlessly undulating back and forth. As she worked with him Lis could feel the appendage burrowing deeper inside her each time it came at her. That the black man would soon be balls deep inside her was inevitable. Still the Jamaican was patient. A large part of his sexual conquest up till now had been his forceful assault of Lis' mouth and his taunting remarks. Now he knew that simply ramming his abnormally thick manhood into her like a wanton animal was not the way to make her cum. This ability to change gears made it apparent to Lis that she was far from the first white girl Robert had taken. 

Meanwhile the Jamaican smiled down at Lis squirming beneath him. She was clearly uncomfortable with his thickness and it made the black man feel good that he could still have this effect on a woman, even a professional whore, that Lis was so gorgeous, young and white made it that much more sweet. Eventually Robert's need to be inside Lis overcame any pain she may have been experiencing. So he hugged her close and pushed down. The blonde let out a groan and her vagina finally stretched and accommodated him.

He started slowly and then built up to a pace that resembled a jackhammer at work. Lis had promised the Jamaican a good fight before she surrendered with an orgasm but his stamina was incredible. Usually a man's body could fuck for only so long. Whether he came or not he still had to slow down or stop in order to regroup. Robert just kept going. Lis couldn't deny that she was enjoying the short bursts that were exploding inside her. She was moaning loudly and her hands were holding her legs in a jackknifed position which allowed Robert to bounce off her. It didn't take Lis long to weaken. She tried to hold it off but her body began to give in and she could feel her first orgasm welling up inside her. It was an eruption that brought a joyful gasp.

"That's my girl. Give me what I want. You perform as well as any white woman." Robert growled finally out of breath.

Lis could only sigh in response. Shockwave after shockwave followed her first orgasm. They wouldn't stop as long as the black man kept fucking her and Lis didn't want either to happen. Her head thrashed from side to side and she had a look of euphoria as the liquid streamed out of her and covered them both. She had given into the black man.




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"Let me on top. I want to ride you." Lis gushed.

"Still not ready to give in?" Robert said as he rolled over bringing Lis with him.

"Jesus Robert! Those moans you heard. That was me raising the white flag. You've got me now use me." Lis announced her acquiescence as she grabbed the thick erection placed it at the mouth of her womanhood and sank down on the black man.

Lis had relaxed and was now able to pounce on the black penis. She smiled down at Robert as she flexed her hips up and down. Robert admired his prize as her body moved. She was as tight as any woman he had ever had and was so eager to please him. She was stunning and smart and most importantly she was blonde and with each thrust becoming more and more submissive to Robert. She was a wonderful trophy. X had really outdone himself with this whore.

Lis could see the satisfaction in his eyes. She leaned down and stuck out her tongue. She slid it into the black man's mouth wiggling it around against his own tongue. "You've been incredible tonight." She whispered and then began to pound her body up and down on Robert. His girth was stretching her nicely and each time the thickest part of his shaft strained her labia a tiny shock shot through her large engorged clitoris and made her quiver. Lis moaned as she gave into yet another orgasm, this one surprising her with its intensity. She threw her head back and sighed loudly. Robert watched the blonde hair fly and reveled in his conquest of the gorgeous white girl. 

Finally Robert couldn't hold back any longer. Yes he had shown this beautiful sexual athlete that he was far from an old obsolete black man. She wouldn't soon forget what he had done to her tonight. He let out a loud groan as Lis' tight pussy milked his erection. She could feel the warmth shooting into her body and spread her legs wide on the bed. 

"Oh God that feels so sweet!" Lis let out as the last of Robert's sperm shot up into her.

As their excitement waned, Lis collapsed on top of the spent black man. Robert wrapped his arms around Lis and kissed her. He was totally satisfied. He had to think hard to remember if he had ever fucked a woman like this before. Meanwhile Lis was impressed. The wiry black man with the peculiarly shaped penis really knew how to screw a woman. And for a man that barely broke 5'-6" Robert played the dominant role as well as anyone. Lis had thoroughly enjoyed the role play.

She lay down next to the black man and gently stroked his chest with her fingers. Lis figured that this was not going to be a wham bam thank you ma'am. She was going to lay with Robert until he told her to leave.

"You may pleasure a man like a pro but I can tell that you are quite new at this sort of thing." Robert brought up the subject he had briefly broached in the ballroom.

"You're right. I'm pretty new at this." Lis responded.

"So what do you do when you are not playing the pretty submissive white girl?" Robert looked over at Lis in the dim light and smiled sympathetically.

Lis looked back at Robert. For whatever reason she decided to trust a man she had met only hours earlier. "I'm a lawyer."

"You practice quite an interesting form of release. Are you just seeking some sort of thrill by doing this?" Robert spoke softly and seemed to be sincerely interested in Lis.

"You know I have to be honest Robert I've allowed myself to be tricked into this twice now. I could have walked away as soon as I knew what was happening but I didn't. I guess I was curious the first time and this time I was most definitely seeking a thrill." Lis explained.

"Well I hope that I was more a thrill than a dud. You know I'm not as young as I used to be." Robert inquired.

"Robert you were fantastic. I never knew I could enjoy the submissive role so much. I guess I have been doing it all along and just didn't realize it." Lis responded towards the ceiling, her head back against the pillow.

"That's so nice. I am glad. You see you can learn something about yourself in the most unusual circumstances." Robert accepted the compliment sensing Lis' sincerity. "I am always curious as to how someone can be so prim and proper during the day and become something so different at night. Carl had so many pretty white boys trying to make it in show business or something or another and working as a woman at night was just a part of trying to make enough money but I can tell that you are successful at what you do. I suspect that money is not your motivation being a sexual performer is."

"Well Robert if you want to tell me that you are as sexually aggressive during the day as you were with me on that chair over there then . . ." Lis' voice trailed off as she continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Then what, I would be arrested?" The black man chuckled. "I'm sorry if I was too rough. I just thought you were right there with me."

"I was Robert. You have nothing to apologize for." Lis said quickly so she could return to her thoughts. After a moment she asked him. "Does Carl ever get back to the United States?"

"Oh Carl is very happy down in Jamaica. He sold most of his ventures a few years ago and he hasn't been back here for awhile. Why do you ask?" Robert turned towards Lis in the bed.

"Oh I don't know. I can be too nosy for my own good sometimes." Lis returned doing her best to hide her motives and subsequent thoughts from the elder black man.

- 14 -

"So how was your first money screw?" Nikki already knew the answer from the look on the blonde's face as they travelled to their respective homes by limo.

"It was real good." Lis smiled back at the worn out brunette.

"Nothing like getting paid for a little fun." Nikki smiled back at her partner.

"You're right about that. How was your evening with Trevor?" Lis worked on making conversation. It was just before dawn and she was exhausted.

"Oh he's fine but I've been with Robert too. He may have a weird looking cock but he uses it as well as any man I've ever been with. And sister I've been with my share of men." The shapely brunette laughed loudly.

"I can imagine. You go back a long way with Trevor, Robert and who was that other guy?" Lis inquired blending in as much innocence as possible.

"Carl. He was a real gentleman and absolutely gorgeous. I mean he really turned heads." Nikki replied.

"So he played too." Lis kept prodding.

"Sure unfortunately not with me though. He liked his boys pretty and white but they were definitely boys." Nikki explained.

"Did you ever get to know any of those boys?" Lis pushed harder.

"Oh sure. I haven't seen too many in a while though. Carl hasn't been back up here in at least a couple of years. You know to tell you the truth I saw Heidi just the other day. Got her balls sniped though so she works in the real world." Nikki was cut off as the limo stopped at a mid town high rise. 

"This is my stop. I hope we can do this again. In my professional opinion you've got what it takes." Nikki leaned across and gave Lis a hug and a kiss before exiting the limo.

"Thanks Nikki. I'm sure I will see you later." Lis smiled and waved as she watched her fellow prostitute walk to her building.

She leaned back in her seat and took in the glow of the rising sun as it peaked through the open car door just before the driver closed it. Lis noticed the cars on the street forming the early elements of weekend morning traffic. While nothing like a weekday rush hour sometimes it could be busy early. It had been a long night and Lis was thankful that she didn't have to be at work. Maybe she would stop down in the afternoon. She was drifting off as the limo pulled up in front of her building. She barely had a chance to close her eyes when the door opened. She thought the driver was simply doing his job holding the door for her but instead he ducked in and sat opposite her on the rear facing seat.

"I'm very sorry I didn't get a chance to introduce myself on the way over. My name is Gideon." The large black man introduced himself as he proceeded to take off his blazer.

'What are you doing?" Lis was sleepy and confused.

"It's tradition for the last girl dropped off to pay the driver's tip." He informed her.

"Well it's nice to meet you Gideon. Any reason why you drove by my neighborhood to drop off Nikki first?" Lis had figured what kind of tip was due as the black man had gotten out of his shirt and was working on his pants. He was built like a linebacker.

"Hey don't get me wrong. Nikki's sweet and she knows how to tip, if you know what I mean. I just . . . Well let's just say you look far more generous." The black man leaned over and ran his hand up and down one of her thighs.

She was sure now that X was simply planning to add her to his stable. Why else would he allow his driver to use her. There was no way Gideon would try something like this without X's permission. She was never going to be his woman. She was just an asset now. She was too tired to fight. It was going to be easier to just give in than try and beat back a man built like a freight train. She gave Gideon a weak smile then reached down and hiked up her skirt and spread her legs. The naked black man got up and pushed himself on top of the gorgeous blonde. Lis took him in her arms and moaned as he slid inside her. As he began undulating on top of her Lis looked out the one way tinted windows and watched the early risers walk by the limousine oblivious to the sexual violation occurring inside. Lis thought how surreal it was that a neighbor of hers walked by with her dog as the ebony skinned brute administered one of her final lessons before she graduated to a full fledged call girl. Suddenly the black man quickened his pace and Lis draped her legs on his pumping buttocks returning her attention to that very lesson.

- 15 -

Lis slept most of the day. She either slept through or ignored the several phone calls that came in during the day. When she finally got up around 3pm she found that she could barely walk. Between the work out that Corinna had given her a couple of nights ago and her sexual encounter with Robert she had been ridden hard and put away wet. The only other time that sex had left her so vanquished was the day that X had made her have anal sex. The day after that encounter she could have sworn that several of her coworkers had been talking as she limped around the office like a cowboy the day after a rodeo. She promised herself that she wouldn't be that obvious around the office again.

When she called her answering service, Lis found that all the calls were from X or Corinna. There were none from the firm. This was excellent news. Now she wouldn't have to go to the office this weekend. Instead she could go to X's. She still wasn't sure what she was going to say or do. All she knew was that her motivation had changed and she didn't want to betray herself to X. Lis called Corinna and begged off getting together for the night. The prosecutor took it for what it was. She was going to be cuckolded by the beautiful blonde. Yet it didn't seem to bother her. A transformation didn't happen overnight and she would have to be patient. Besides, in a perverse way Corinna got off on the fact that Lis would be teasing some country club white boy to the point of him boiling over. Maybe she would give him a little head or if he was good looking enough or that much of a man maybe spreading her legs. Yet in the end the poor little rich kid was chasing a woman that would soon be totally unavailable. In the end Lis Rome would be climbing into her bed and any boys the pretty blonde had been pleasing would just have to go away heartbroken. Corinna Everlund had no idea how badly she had miscalculated.

- 16 -

Lis got up to X's townhouse just before 6pm. She was wearing a tee shirt, Levis jeans and a leather coat. The weather had changed over the past few days and the multicolored leaves that floated around in the street proved it. She was about to ring the bell but at the last second reached over to the doorknob and turned it. Once again X had left the door open. Lis smiled as she walked through the door. Someday X's over confidence, laziness or whatever it was would come back and bite him in the ass.

As soon as Lis made her way past the foyer she heard them. The woman was letting out sobs in a distinct and very familiar rhythm while X was grunting fiercely. At first Lis wanted to sit down and cry but she reminded herself why she was there. She couldn't resist climbing the stairs and finding out who was working out with X. Lis thought about Nikki. Quite possibly the professional slut was giving X a little thank you for last night's sweet assignment. Lis snuck up the staircase and headed down to X's bedroom. She figured it was good fortune that the door was cracked open even though there was such a conflict raging inside her. She couldn't smother the pain that X had inflicted upon her but on the other hand she had made a decision to help another man that she had never met.

She saw them on the bed. X was on top of her pounding his erection in and out of her. The large black prong was plumbing the depths of this woman's vagina which was spurting an extraordinary amount of fluid as it stretched wide for X. Her excitement was soaking both of them and made X's penis shine like onyx marble. Despite having been with him so many times herself Lis was amazed at how hard X could fuck a woman. This one was being put to the ultimate test. Lis couldn't see much of her with X covering her body but she saw that her supposed rival had dirty blonde hair and like her she was in superior shape. Lis could see that the woman had muscular legs. She watched them reach up and wrap around X's body and lock at the ankles. Lis concluded that she was a good match for X's violent thrusts as she began urging on the well built black stud reaching down and grabbing at his large round buttocks. Lis turned and quietly went back down the stairs. 

She couldn't resist poking around X's house. She knew that as long as the woman's cries continued not even a bucket of cold water would separate the two lovers. She began in the living room. During her career as a lawyer Lis had honed a talent for being methodical. This skill would come in handy for this project. Lis started with the desk in the corner. It seemed to be there more for decoration but Lis was going to leave nothing to chance. She quickly rifled through the few papers in the drawers. There was nothing of interest in the desk so she moved onto a small bookcase and then the end tables at each end of the couch. She moved over to X's study where she fully expected to find something of interest. As she made her way to the dark wood paneled room she could hear the woman's moans become more frantic and louder. It was obvious that X was wearing her down with his relentless lust.

Lis attacked the large desk in the study first. It was a much larger piece of furniture than the one in the living room and it was where she figured that she might find what she was looking for. While the room was very organized, she was aware that there was no way that she would be able to get through this room in the short time she had before X would be done with his latest conquest upstairs. Lis was impressed with X's organizational skills. For a man that couldn't remember to lock the door after he got done watering his plants he had everything where it should be. The problem was that Lis wasn't looking for information on Xavier Washington's various real estate ventures which she found laid out in different folders in the desk filing cabinet. She looked through a couple of the folders as the noise continued upstairs. She was impressed with the way X had set up each of the deals. He had swooped in on a distressed property and then let someone like Kelvin Jones loose on it. The keys to X's success seemed to be that he had several Kelvin's which he could call on for a renovation project. That way if one was tied up with another project he could still move quickly and more importantly let them compete against each other to drive the project's price down. Lis looked over the final bids of each contractor for the two projects she reviewed. They were all there in perfect order each filled out on the same form so that everything could be reviewed in an apples to apples comparison. 

Lis heard the pounding and grunting come to a crescendo upstairs. She replaced everything in its proper place. She was very aware that one thing out of place would be trouble with someone as anal as X. She finished and then tip toed back into the living room. Lis thought about just quietly leaving home but changed her mind. She waited patiently for X to finish with his friend.

After about ten minutes Lis heard them coming down the stairs. Her heart fluttered as they got to the bottom of the stairs. She stood just as X walked by the living room. He jumped about a foot in the air when he felt Lis' presence and then turn and saw her. For a moment he just stood there staring at her. Lis knew he was waiting for a strategy to come to mind or for her to make the first move. She knew he was a master with women and he could wait there all day for something to formulate in his head or for her to explode so that he could return a verbal counterpunch to whatever rage she would hurl at him. Instead Lis stayed calm and even managed to smile at the black man.

"If I've told you about your plants and that door once, I've told you a hundred times." Lis led with a smile. 

"Yea and I should have known it would have been you that taught me a lesson too." X was cool matching Lis' demeanor.

"I just wanted to stop by and talk. I'm sorry I interrupted. I should have called first." Lis returned.

"Lis I'm sorry about this. I never wanted to hurt you. I'm . . ." X didn't get a chance to finish because Lis wasn't interested in hearing any excuse regardless of how creative it could have been. She had gotten him to flinch regarding the woman upstairs and that was good enough.

"X I know it's your business and I knew that when I got into this with you. But I'm ready." Lis admitted.

"Ready for what?" X was puzzled by Lis' direction.

"You can turn me out. I'm ready to be one of your whores." Lis said.

"Jesus Lis are you sure?" X was astonished.

"Yea isn't it what you wanted all along?" Lis asked.

"Oh I don't know about that. We could still have something don't you think?" X lied.

"X there is no us just your work and I want you to work me. I can do it maybe twice a week. I have to dictate the times for now because of my other job but that can change. And X, I want to work the black men, especially Robert. I liked him." Lis informed him. She added her desire to work with black men and Robert in particular for several reasons chief among them her growing attraction to interracial sex and more importantly her need to continue gaining Robert's trust.

"Alright if that's what you want. I've got plenty of black clients that are going to just love you Lis and they'll all pay top dollar." X admitted.

Just then X's houseguest came into the room. Lis guessed she was about her age and drop dead gorgeous. She was shorter than Lis but with the same athletic build. She was wearing a short white robe that exposed a pair of very firm legs. Lis noticed the familiar satiated look on her. It was a look that Lis was hoping that X would one day reserve for her.

"Honey who is your houseguest?" The woman asked with more than a little intimidation entangled in her voice.

"Amy this is Lis." X introduced the two women.

"It's nice to meet you Amy. I was just leaving." Lis held out her hand but Amy stood there as if an alien had just approached her.

"How do you know X?" Amy couldn't resist prying.

"I work for X." Lis replied as she moved towards the front door and before X could throw in some elaborate fib. 




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"Well that would make sense. You've certainly have the body for it." Amy said in an insulting tone as she checked out Lis' form. It was clear that the dirty blonde now felt that she had control of the situation back in her corner.

Lis didn't give Amy the chance to lord it over her. She took her leave and hailed a taxi outside the townhouse. She got in the car and gave the driver Corinna Everlund's address. Hopefully she would be able to spend the night with her. Lis didn't feel like being alone. She had made a fairly big decision and it wasn't going to work for X. That particular slide into the depths was only a means to an end. Lis shuddered when the thought, no good deed goes unpunished flashed before her. Still she couldn't abandon the young man she had never met and would never be around to thank her for the work she was about to do for him.

End of Part Three

To Be Continued...



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17

Lis looked out at the early morning light as the rain fell against the apartment window. The color was a deep grey and the rain somehow made the room feel colder. She shifted her legs together to combat the imagined chill. The movement caused her partner to stir. The large black man rolled over and slid an arm over the blonde's shoulder. Lis turned and faced the man and opened her mouth when he kissed her. Despite the man's corpulent body it had been a good night. Joseph Dakay, Executive VP at the city's largest insurance brokerage was a good lover and she had enjoyed being with him. Unlike so many of the other men she had gotten to know in her new profession Joe was more than a wham bam thank you ma'am kind of guy. He took his time and made her feel good, real good. 

"You know it's one o'clock babe." The dark skinned 55 year old man told her.

"Yea I know. I'm sorry I've got to go so early this time. I've got to be at the office." Lis replied as she reluctantly climbed out of the warm bed.

Lis had let only two of her clients in on her alter ego, Robert whom she was now seeing at least several times a month and Joe a less frequent client. She had learned that she could trust Robert besides he didn't even live in the country. She saw him during his frequent visits to the cities. As for Joe the reasoning was easy. He was her former boyfriend, D. J.'s boss. One of the things Lis had feared most had happened. One of her clients had turned out to be someone she had known from her other life. Luckily for her Joe Dakay was fine with the arrangement and why not? Lis was no longer seeing his underling and he was more than happy to slide his veiny black dick into the gorgeous white girl that he had so longed to fuck while she had been dating D. J. When Lis found that Joe was willing to play along she was more than happy to comply with all his sexual demands.

Lis had the doorman hail a cab for her while she waited in the opulent lobby of Dakay's apartment building. She was going to see Robert later in the week and she wanted to put the squeeze on him to introduce her to his friend Carl. Robert had been Lis' client for almost two months and she felt she could push him into taking her on a trip to Jamaica. It was an aggressive move but other than the feeling in her gut and the few leads she had developed over the last few weeks she was no closer to finding out who killed Cameron Sedgewick. 

18

Corrina Everlund sat behind her desk in her office. As far as offices went it was typical government fare. It was smallish with older trim that made the office look antique and slightly decrepit at the same time. Her desk was made of wood but very plain. It was covered with folders filled with paperwork, the result of practically no paralegal help. If a victim of crime ever wanted to find out why they may have not received the justice they felt they so richly deserved all they had to do was visit Prosecutor Everlund's office. She was probably one of the smartest and most mentally agile attorneys in the city but her expertise did little against law firms with huge staffs and endless resources when she had so few assets at her side. Even a lone Navy SEAL stood little chance against an entire army. Still Everlund succeeded more than most and she had earned the respect of every lawyer in the city. 

The one unique perk Corinna had over all the private attorneys in the city was the view from her office. She stood and turned toward the large plate glass window that overlooked the courtyard that separated the government building that housed the District Attorney's offices and police headquarters from the city's huge courthouse. It was an unobstructed view of American justice at work. Every police officer protecting the people of the city, the criminals caught by those cops, and the attorneys that defended them passed beneath Corinna Everlund everyday on their way to the courthouse. After what she had just done looking out at the spectacle below didn't make Corinna feel any better. She had thought it was all behind her but she had been wrong. Maybe it would never end. 

"Corinna, you have an appointment with Attorney Jones regarding the Vassal Bank robbery in 15 minutes. He's representing a defendant Hank Foster. Do you still have to go to the basement offices? I can tell Attorney Jones you'll be late." Harriet Murray, the one secretary for four of the twelve assistant district attorneys, rang in over the intercom.

"No Harriet. I'm back." Corinna Everlund broke out of a somber daze to answer her assistant.

19

Chester Bain took the exit for Route 309 off of the Route 22 highway just west of Allentown Pa. The drive through western New Jersey had been pleasant. Despite a disparaging reputation for the most part the Garden State was actually quite nice. Bain loved the Jersey shore and vacationed down there often. The rolling hills of the western part of the state were a revelation to the 45 yr old black man. Surprisingly things got slightly ugly again when he entered Pennsylvania and drove through Easton and then into Bethlehem. They were once thriving factory towns that had since gone downhill along with the rest of the country's manufacturing base. While the transplanted Brit could see plenty of handsome countryside along the way the past had left its scars. It was only when he reached the more suburban city of Allentown that the peaceful journey returned. By the time Chester Bain got to the western end of the city on the highway did he see how beautiful the area could be. He got off of 22 west and headed south on 309 and then jumped off the highway and headed west on Hamilton Boulevard. It was the main artery of Allentown but Chester headed west into Trexlertown, a small town that was mostly surrounded by farms. After a few miles Chester found what he was looking for. The small café was located just north of the corner of Hamilton Boulevard and Route 100, a main road that ran north and south for miles through several Pennsylvania towns.

Chester saw her as he was parking his Mercedes Benz. After not seeing her for over a year Chester found Ellie Kreegal as beautiful as she had been when she worked for him. He got out of his car and walked towards her from across the street. The short haired brunette was clearing some tables in the front of the small restaurant she had started some months ago. He could see through the large window that she was alone in the restaurant. It was four in the afternoon and between lunch and dinner which was perfect for Chester. He was hoping to be able to spend a few minutes talking with his former call girl. She didn't see him as he passed by the window so he was able to take a good look at her. She was in her late thirties yet was still a gorgeous woman. There wasn't a man on earth that could tell that the tall brunette wearing a light purple blouse and short jean mini skirt wiping down a window table had once proudly sported a 7" penis. She had always been one of his most popular girls. Her sexual persona and prowess in bed were absolutely incredible.

The well dressed black man walked through the door and smiled as the blue eyed woman looked up at him. Ellie Kreegal smiled when she recognized the customer but the smile was mixed with apprehension. She had no idea why her former pimp had decided to visit and more importantly how he had found her.

"Well well look what the cat dragged in. Hello Chester." Ellie kept up her smile as she put down a rag and walked towards the slim black man.

"How's it going girl?" Chester called out as he reached out and hugged the pretty white woman. As it turned out Ellie's nerves were contagious. The black man couldn't help checking out her long shapely legs in the purple high heel pumps.

"What brings you down to this far away place?" Ellie asked.

"Do I need a reason to see my favorite girl?" Chester tried to throw a little charm into the mix. It didn't work.

"Yea as a matter of fact, you probably would need a good reason to leave the city and go on a country tour." Ellie broadened her smile. Chester may have been a pimp but he had been a benevolent one. He had even thrown a going away party when Ellie had retired and moved out of the city. 

"Guilty as charged. You could always read me Ellie." Chester came clean.

"You know if you're planning on opening an annex out here I won't be much help to you. You remember I had my balls snipped." Ellie reminded her former pimp.

"I just wanted to ask some questions Ellie. I found out where you were after I talked to Heidi. She still lives near me and when I told her what was going on she didn't think you'd mind." The black man informed her.

"Okay I guess I can forgive Heidi as long as it was for a good cause. You're just going to have to talk while I clean." Ellie said as she grabbed a bus tray full of dishes and moved back to the kitchen.

"I'll help. I don't want to interfere with you getting ready for the dinner crowd." Chester stepped up and grabbed the tray.

"In that sweater?" She held onto the tray.

"Okay let me get this thing off. " Chester began pulling off the cashmere sweater.

"We're in no rush we don't open for dinner on Mondays and my husband is working late tonight." Ellie had won the war for the tray and hurried back to the kitchen with it.

"Your husband! Girl a lot sure has happened since you became a country girl!" Chester was floored by the news.

"They sure have and Chester, he doesn't know." Ellie held up her ring finger as she informed him.

"Secrets safe with me, you know that don't you?" For Chester it was important that the former transsexual call girl trusted her. As it was he felt good that she would have entrusted him with the information.

"I do trust you Chester. So what's so important that you had to become a country boy for a day?" Ellie's curiosity had finally gotten the best of her. She locked the front door and turned the sign hanging in the window to the closed side. 

"Well I had asked Heidi and she never worked with this girl but she thought you may have. I don't know her working name but he was Cameron Sedgewick during the day. He worked in the theatre . . ." Chester Bain didn't get to finish before Ellie interrupted him.

"I knew him. I worked with him a few times to tell you the truth. I know I was stepping out on you when I did it but I had opportunities that didn't involve you." Ellie said matter of factly as she stared at Chester.

"You refer to the kid as a him?" Chester was surprised. He knew that calling a transsexual a he could get your own dick chopped off. As for Ellie earning money and not cutting him in, well he just didn't care at this point.

"That's because Cameron was a he. He was just a boy trying to make some extra money. He was never into the scene for the lifestyle just the money and the sex. He never wanted to be referred to as a girl like the rest of us. He did want to get laid and often. It's such a shame what happened to him. He was such a nice young boy. I really liked him. " Ellie informed Chester.

"Well the police have been sniffing around trying to pin his murder on me. The pressure wasn't too bad and then they found his body out on the garbage island. Ellie I feel bad for the guy but I am going to be perfectly honest I have to find out who killed him so these cops will leave me alone. Is there anything you can tell me about this guy? Who the hell did he work with?" Chester was almost pleading with Ellie.

Ellie gave Chester a serious look. She had never seen the man use violence against his women. She couldn't see him killing anyone. Besides why would he want to kill Cameron Sedgewick? She was still living in the city when Cameron was reported missing and knowing both men she couldn't see any connection between the two of them. As she had always done she decided to trust her former pimp.

"Well I believe you Chester. Let me think. I'm not really sure what I know that could help you. Cameron and I only worked together a few times." Ellie said thoughtfully as she drew on her memory.

"Anything honey, anything may help me." Chester continued his pleading.

Alright let's see. One thing that I knew that most didn't was that Cameron didn't just stumble into working. The thing is he didn't start hustling because he needed money as much as he liked it. He told me that he had snuck into the city the summer after he had graduated from high school and hit a gay bar. He got picked up and the guy turned him onto dressing. The kid loved it. He couldn't get enough of the high heels and make up although unlike the rest of us he didn't mind turning back into a boy at the end of the night. Next thing you know he's hooked up with a man who has him turning tricks." Ellie told her guest.

"So he was into the scene for more than the money. I thought he was getting out because he had finally made it in the theatre or had some sort of job in show business?" Chester contributed.

"I'm sure that may have changed his priorities somewhat but come on Chester when I was 25 years old I was in a continual state of rutting almost all day long. I can identify with what Cam was going through because I went through it myself." Ellie admitted.

"So he was willing to give up on his dream job to become a woman?" Chester asked.

"Oh no. Cam went by Tammy at night but he went with just a smooth body and make up and he did it well enough. He was able to pull it off as a gay man during the day and a complete woman after hours." She said.

"How is a guy in drag going to compete at that level? I mean you girls were making $1000 a night but you were taking your hormones and seeing all the right doctors." Chester challenged.

"Honey you had to see this boy in a dress. Chester I've taken hormones and seen God knows how many plastic surgeons and I'll brag that I'm the best looking woman in this one horse town and probably Allentown proper. Yet Cam Sedgewick could put on a skirt and wig and walk down Main Street here and I'd suddenly be a distant second. He was gorgeous when he dressed and quite the little actress too. Cam told me that he got into some kinky play acting early in his career. Seems he would work with one of the female whores for some of the clients. They'd go to the client's place with Cam dressed and this woman would work him over pretty good." Ellie told him.

"Maybe that's what happened. Some rough play gone bad." Chester surmised with some hope in his voice.

"No silly boy." Ellie laughed playfully as she looked over her former pimp. "She'd take him with a strap on but nothing too violent except that Cam told me she could fuck like a gorilla in heat. I guess she was a real dyke boss, you know powerful and muscular. It was all sexual though. Cam never got hurt and after the woman got done with him, they would go to work on the client."

"No idea who his pimp was? Or this woman he worked with?" Chester asked.

Ellie shook her head and smiled at Chester. 

"That's a shame because the police don't know either. It would be a big break and if not I could always use a creative woman like that." Chester chuckled as he finished his sentence.

Ellie moved towards the black man her long muscular legs flexing as the purple pumps clicked on the hard kitchen floor. When she got to him she put her arms around him and gave him a kiss. "You never had to depend on imagination Chester. This was just fine." She reached down and gently squeezed the man's groin. 

"This doesn't seem like appropriate behavior for a married woman." Chester commented as he let the tall brunette handle him.

"Well you know what they say about us white girls. Once we get a taste of the dark meat we always come back and I haven't had any chocolate in such a long time." Ellie began kissing Chester. "Oh and before I let you fuck my brains into scrambled eggs and I forget, Audrey used to work with them before she wandered down to your stable."

"Audrey! Really?" Chester's mind raced as his former whore kissed him all over his face and undid his pants. "I haven't seen her in a year. She got all fucked up and I had to cut her loose." 

"You'll find her. Now if you don't lay me out on this butcher table and fuck me I'm going to explode. This pussy has hardly been used and it sure hasn't been stretched by a black man yet."

Despite seeing yet another avenue to the answers he was looking for, Chester was more than happy to relent. Ellie Kreegal was one of the sexiest shemales in the city and she and Chester had done it every which way that it was possible. Now he was going to get to taste her as a real woman. Although he was a slim man Chester was able to hoist Ellie up onto the butcher table. Then he climbed up on top of her and mounted her. His erect penis sank in easily and he began banging away on the sweet brunette just like the old days. Only this time he was taking her pussy. It felt good. Ellie always did. She wrapped her legs around the black man's pumping buttocks and began to moan. Truth be told she had always loved Chester. He was always her man. Yet she wanted her womanhood and ultimately she knew that was something he wasn't interested in. So she had left him rather than live in turmoil after she had made the change. Still as the black man leaned down and kissed her and stuck his tongue into her mouth while he fucked her at an increasingly hectic pace, Ellie knew that all Chester Bain had to do was tell her that he wanted her to go with him and she would have gladly left everything behind.

20

Xavier Washington's escort business worked in a unique manner in that it accepted clients on a referral basis only. His advertising budget was set at $0. He spent nothing. His women were that good. X demanded that an escort be able to handle just about any social or sexual situation. Events like dinner dates in high end restaurants, trips overseas and parties such as the embassy party Lis had attended were all possibilities for the escort as well as the typical visit to a hotel to meet a married man. And once in the bedroom, anal sex, bondage and lesbian encounters were not off limits. As a result there were wealthy men lined up by the dozens willing to pay up to $7500 per night for a woman X had turned out.

With so much money on the table X's escorts had to have something more than just sexual prowess. They had to be at the uppermost pinnacle of what a man would consider beautiful and perhaps most importantly she had to have the necessary social graces. In short she had to be just about everything that a man would want to be standing next to him in public.

If X could take all these attributes and come up with a woman he was fully aware that she would very closely resemble Lis Rome. She had quickly moved up the ladder to become one of his top girls. As far as he was concerned X couldn't have been happier with the way he had played the gorgeous blonde.

Lis' social life now included being seen in public on the arm of a mature black man by some of her country club friends. It was inevitable really. When she ended up escorting in public Lis wouldn't end up in a dive bar. She went to the same restaurants and clubs that she went to when she dated D. J. As her supposed new dating habits became known many of her former friends drew obvious conclusions as to why she broke up with her white boyfriend. Comments like "She's got a bad case of jungle fever.", "We won't see Lis much anymore because you know once you go black . . ." and the most unique and untrue assertion that Lis would be stretched so wide that she would never be satisfied with a white man again began spreading through her former social circle.  

While it was somewhat painful to Lis she knew that this was going to be an inevitable result of her decision. Yet despite the apparent embarrassment, in a perverse way Lis got turned on by all the unusual attention. She was also enjoying the sex. While it wasn't always intense orgasms for the most part it was very enjoyable. From the dirty role she played as a whore to the many different ways she was used sexually it was all new and exciting for her.




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Yet all the sexual hijinx didn't take away from her primary purpose of finding out what happened to Cameron Sedgewick. She had pretty much drained all she could from Robert. He had a close friend who dated pretty shemales and hired them for sex but that was about the end of where his interest and thus his knowledge went. Lis had also been discreetly searching X's townhouse for any clues. She had expanded her search from the two downstairs desks to just about everywhere else in the house. By now X had believed that Lis was over him and just interested in spreading her legs professionally. He seemed to trust her and had no problem leaving her alone in his place. Lis could see why as she had been unable to come up with anything. Where Lis had been most fortunate was with Nikki. They had been teamed several times and had taken long rides to the outlying counties in the limo. During these trips Lis had worked the sultry slut pretty hard for information. All Lis had to do was bring up a subject and sit back and listen. Nikki loved to talk and their favorite subject was the pretty shemale that had dated Carl from Jamaica.

What Nikki had told her was that Cameron was actually called Tammy. He was also a very convincing woman who Nikki had been told was an absolute dynamo in bed. Nikki also gave Lis the name of another shemale that Nikki had seen work with Tammy years ago. Audrey was a sweet looking blonde that had fallen off the map a few years ago although Nikki couldn't be sure as she didn't really mix with the gay and shemale crowd. Nikki had heard about the two of them doing some pretty kinky stuff in the bondage scene a few years back but nothing more. And unfortunately no, Nikki didn't know who Tammy's or Audrey's pimp was. Both of them were extremely secretive as to who they worked for, to the point of it being more than a little weird. She didn't even know if they had belonged to the same employer. This had calmed Lis' nerves a bit. If Nikki didn't know who the shemale's pimp was then how could it have been X? 

21

Lis thought about her conversations with her fellow call girl, Nikki constantly. This night she ran the facts and hear say through her head over and over as she made her way uptown via a cab. It was a very rare occurrence that Lis didn't either get picked up or driven by Gideon to her appointment but unfortunately the limo was being used by two of X's other women who had to travel to Connecticut for the night. Lis was going to see a new client and they apparently weren't aware that X's girls were used to a certain level of convenience. As the cab parked in front of a quite ordinary looking building Lis got the impression that this client didn't have the financial wherewithal to afford the level of opulence that Lis offered. This was supposed to be a very easy in and out in an hour job but Lis made note that she would ask X to not make her available to work with this guy again. Even though the limo would be out front when she was done the neighborhood gave her the willies. 

Lis went into the building and found it much like her midtown apartment complex. She even wondered if the same architect had designed both structures as she rang the buzzer for 10H. The elevator was clean as was the hallway leading to the door so Lis felt more comfortable as she knocked on the apartment door. It wasn't Beekman Place but she would tough it out. Sadly Lis' confidence of a quick and somewhat safe evening disappeared when the large well muscled black man answered the door.

He was wearing an old brown tee shirt and older khakis. He smiled at her and Lis could see the two other black men waiting behind him in the small apartment. His smile was an imperfect collection of very white teeth and he smelled of entirely too much cologne. Lis thought of running right then and there. She might be able to make it to the elevator before it went back down to the lobby and get the door closed before the black man could get to her. They were extremely long odds but the only ones she had at this point.

The black man was an expert in the emotion of fear. It was the trade he dealt in. "Lis, let me assure you that you're safe with us. Come on in. I'm not going to hurt you."

"This isn't what I was told." Lis answered in a quivering voice.

"I know. Just a change in plans. We just want to talk that's all. Come on in." The black man beckoned.

"I think I'm going to call X." Lis reached into her purse for her cell phone.

"He set this up. Look Lis if we were going to hurt you it wouldn't be happening in my co-op okay. By the way my name is Tyrone." The black man held out his hand and Lis took it. "Come on let's get this done so we can get you home."

Lis seeing that she didn't have much of a choice walked into the man's apartment. She made her way down a hallway that ended with a small kitchen to the right and a large room that contained a queen size bed and a living room area. Once again Lis thought about her own living quarters except that the surprisingly well decorated place had a much more masculine look to it.

"Lis, do you want something to drink? My name is Al." A shorter but every bit as well muscled black man stood up from behind a small four chaired kitchen table and walked by her to the refrigerator. He turned and looked for her answer.

"Wine? Maybe some wine?" Lis replied with a nervous choke."

The black man turned back and opened the refrigerator. He reached in and grabbed a bottle of red wine, uncorked it and poured a glass for Lis. He handed it to her and Lis took a big gulp of the drink. Despite her present state of trauma Lis even took a moment to notice that it was a high quality wine.

"I hope you like it. It's a nice merlot." The third man stood up and introduced himself. My name is Chuck. We're all friends of your boss Xavier. We actually grew up with the boy."

"I see." Lis answered nervously wondering how such a dark skinned and menacing looking man could have such a wimpish name.

"Lately X, as we call him, has seemed somewhat depressed if you will. We all have worries in our lives but X has seemed to carry this one more readily than others. This seems to be upsetting him and it worries us, because of course, he has been our friend for so long." Not one of the men standing in front of her seemed to be the kind that would worry about a pet fish let alone another human being.

"I don't understand." Lis answered with a curious look.

"Well it seems that you have been asking around about a young man that was recently found dead. Now Lis we understand that you may have concern for the boy seeing as he was in the same profession you have recently taken up. Rest assured though that you're safe while X has friends like us do you understand?" Chuck explained as the obvious man in charge.

'Yes. Yes I do." Lis answered a white hot poker now jabbing at her chest.

"That's great. You see this was easy. Now you know that snooping around in subject matters that are not relevant to your work with X isn't important anymore. You could say we've come to an agreement. Right?" Chuck grinned at Lis.

"Yea I agree with you. I just was worried and . . ." Lis was quite sure that these men, while to varying degrees good looking, were the scariest men she had ever been in a room with.

"To be honest Lis X really has a great deal of affection for you. He also knows that you are a rising star in this industry. The sky's the limit for someone as sexy as you. We've heard good things you know. The one thing that worries a person in X's profession is attention. None of us would want to get drawn into something that would draw so much attention such as an unfortunate incident with a male prostitute. You start looking into things, innocently enough mind you, and the next thing you know the authorities want to know why. This would be unfortunate especially when people like us have no knowledge of rough trade as it's called. By the way that's a very elegant outfit you have on tonight. You look wonderful in leather." Chuck's attempt at charm was drowned out by a menacing demeanor that radiated from the black man. Lis was sure it followed him everywhere.

"Well thanks. And I enjoy working for X. I didn't know I was causing problems." Lis responded now confident that she was simply being warned to stay away from the Camron Sedgewick matter, at least this time.

"Let Tyrone take your jacket. This way you can stay and have a drink with us." Chuck offered. 

Lis was wearing a leather jacket and matching leather skirt and high heel pumps and she looked devastating in them. Now that the business part of the meeting was over the three men were like a pack of wolves staring at the blonde woman and sizing her up. Lis knew what was coming next. The men had to be paid somehow and she was going to have to pick up the tab.

"You guys promise to go easy on me, okay?" Lis asked as she let the man behind her take off her jacket.

"Lis honey we would never want to hurt someone who was on our team. You are on our team are you not?" Chuck asked as he approached her.

Lis felt Tyrone's hands gently reached around her and grab her breasts. Chuck ran his hand along the contours of her leather clad ass. Like any pack of wolves with a prey they were on her now. The two men began caressing Lis while Al went to the bed and pulled down the bedspread and blanket. Meanwhile Chuck leaned in and kissed Lis. She opened her mouth for him and put her hands on his chest. 

"There that's my girl. It's definitely a shame that we have to take off that lovely skirt. Your ass is a work of art in it." Chuck said as his lips moved to her neck.

Lis took the hint and unzipped the skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stood there in her white body shirt and panties and let the black man have at her. There was no use struggling. After all who was she to question who was going to fuck her? That was her pimp, X's decision. Her job was to spread her legs even if it meant pulling a train for a trio of well built black men. The body shirt was pulled over her head and the bra unharnessed. Chuck lowered Lis' panties letting them slide along her thighs and then her calves. Lis stepped out of the nylon garment. Now she was wearing only the sheer silk stockings and her high heel pumps. Still down in a squat, Chuck stuck out his tongue and dove between Lis' thighs while the other black men sucked on her nipples.

"Oh God!" Lis let out as her body took in the sensations emanating from all the hands and mouths.

She now knew the helpless feeling a weaker animal felt when it was cornered by the wolves. And as she was now in the throes of a sexual encounter she had never thought she would have ever experienced prior to going to work for X she knew it was useless to fight it. These men were going to have her and she was going to love it. 

She felt lips on the side of her face and she turned and kissed the black man. Lis wasn't sure which one it was anymore nor did she care. There were hands and tongues caressing and exploring every inch of her body now. She had thought that these men were going to kill her when the apartment door opened and instead she was going to be pleasuring them for the night. Right now though she was on the receiving end, one of the men had actually squatted down behind her, had spread her ass cheeks and was wiggling his tongue in and out of her anus giving her a severe rimming. Now that Lis had tongues in all the right spots she was being pushed right over the edge. Her excitement gushed out of her and into Chuck's face. He lapped up as much as he could but the white woman had come hard and there was a lot of warm fluid flowing out of her. Lis' body undulated back and forth as if the two tongues were like a spit seemingly connected somewhere inside her. She bellowed out a guttural response from deep in her throat. When she was done Chuck got up and faced her.

"X was right you are into ghetto dancing. You ready for this little gang bang?" He smiled right into her eyes.

"Oh yea! You know I'm into this! I'm your whore!" She barked, no longer in control as the other men kept attacking her with their mouths. "Put me on that table so I can take two of you at once!"

Chuck smiled and shook his head. "My sexy blonde whore we're going to make you airtight! Now open that pretty mouth of yours."

Lis did as she was told and was rewarded with a huge gob of Chuck's spit. The statuesque understood the act of submission. So she stuck out her tongue and let him drop another batch of saliva onto it.

They lifted Lis up and dropped her on the bed. She watched them quickly undress until Chuck, the alpha dog of the group, jumped on top of her and pushed his erection between her spread legs. Lis was so wet that it took only one thrust for the black man to go balls deep inside her. Once he had mounted her Chuck pumped a couple of times and then rolled the two of them over so that Lis was on top. 

"You are one tight girl but you sure take it like a whore." Chuck couldn't believe that X had sent up such a sweet looking white woman that fucked this well.

"Ugh! Big black dick!" Was all Lis could breath out before she felt someone climb on top of her from behind.

Tyrone had greased up his penis with petroleum jelly and was trying to mount Lis anally. He pressed against her until the head popped inside of her. Lis let out a helpless groan unaware that Tyrone was by far the most well endowed of the three black men. The large cocked black man usually found that if his erection was real hard, despite its size, he had no problem getting past a woman's sphincter muscle. Tonight it would be easy. He had never fucked a woman this anatomically perfect before. She had him as hard as a rock. Still Lis had only taken it in the ass a couple of times since X had introduced her to the brutal art of anal sex. She was tight and put up a struggle. Still Tyrone was impressed with her ability to handle the pain so he pressed against her until he was all the way into Lis' rectum.

With Tyrone now on top of Lis the two black men began moving in and out of her. She was groaning loudly and wondering if these men did indeed plan on killing her by fucking her to death. The black dick impaling her ass felt enormous. Just then she looked up and found the third black man. Al was standing on the bed in front of her his ebony colored cock up against her face. In perfect timing with one of her groans the black man took advantage of her open mouth and slid the hard tube of meat down her throat. As Lis braced herself by grabbing Al's thighs for support she now knew what airtight meant. She felt like the central cog in some sort of lewd machine with the black men heaving against her in a perverted rhythm.

They had each staked out a piece of her body. Chuck was pushing up into Lis from below and occasionally sucked on her nipples as they dangled just above his face. Tyrone's huge prong was slicing in and out of her rectum and Al had grabbed Lis' ears and was fully enjoying her ability to deep throat a well endowed man, an ability that had been developed to an expert level while working as a professional slut. All three men were heavily muscled and each was as physically powerful as anyone Lis had ever been with so she was held in place securely. Still she was able to tilt her head slightly and take in the scene as it played out on a closet door mirror. The writhing pile of bodies was so libidinous and she was its anchor, the center of the three black men's sexual attention. This was the penultimate use of a woman as a slut. Lis couldn't help showing her excitement. She grabbed Al's ass, digging her nails into the roundness of his muscular buttocks and pulled him to her until her nose was buried in his pubic hairs and his hard penis all the way down her throat. Meanwhile she began moving her hips up and down satisfying the other two black men's need for friction.

"Aw yea! We own this slut now! She's performing like a real whore!" Al announced triumphantly.

"He's right you know." Tyrone breathed into her ear as he fucked her ass. He had climbed all the way on top of Lis so that he was draped on her back. "You're just another prim and proper country club girl that tried a black man on for size and now you can't get enough. Well my dear we're going to give you all the big, black manhood you can handle tonight."

Lis knew everything the black stud had said was true. She was now screaming, absolutely screaming in ecstasy. The only thing keeping the entire city from hearing her primal response to the sexual assault was the thick hard prong lodged deep down her throat. Lis had never dared to even fantasize about such a sexual experience and it was making the blonde whore dizzy. The sex had simply turned into violent lust between the four participants. Not even being in X's bed was this exciting. 

Although Al's penis was fully embedded down her throat, Lis was still able to apply suction and lave her long tongue back and forth along the underside of the black shaft. Her efforts soon bore fruit as Al let out a high pitched sigh and began thrusting against her. The fluid was warm and the first gush slide right down to her stomach because the penis was so far down her throat. As the second spurt came forth Lis gagged and forced about half of the black man's manhood out of her mouth. She tasted the salty sperm as the rest of his load spurt into her mouth. Lis swallowed it down. The black man released his grip on her head and let the rest of his softening cock slide from between her lips, just as a final load of sperm escaped from the penis. The final ejaculate surprised Lis and her head rocked back as it splashed against her face and left a shiny sheen on one of her cheeks.

Lis recovered and wiped the white seed off her face and returned to the task at hand. She had two more black men to finish off. She let the men pound into her, one from beneath her and the other lying on her back with his cock buried deep in her rectum. She could feel the oversized cocks digging into her insides. They seemed to be sliding against each other with only a membrane separating her anal and vaginal cavities. Lis had never felt so filled.

The orgasms began cascading through Lis' body like rain falling on a roof. First Chuck would thrust into her and then Tyrone would push forcefully into her asshole. She felt as if they were alternately hitting her with hammers only when there was an impact instead of pain, Lis felt tingling explosions that sent shivers up and down her spine. After a few minutes of this incredible assault the men began shoving into her at the same time. The men were strong and the thrusts powerful so Lis had to brace herself to stay in place. She felt as if they were performing a synchronized ballet and it was driving Lis to the edge of insanity. 

Suddenly Lis felt Chuck beginning to spasm below her. Her moan registered a degree of disappointment. She was a pro now and it wasn't hard for Lis to tell when a man was about to cum. She felt the spurts of hot liquid warm her vagina as the black man groaned beneath her and blew hot breath against her face. Lis wanted more of these two men. It just felt so good to have the two of them inside her at the same time but she was milking Chuck dry and it was going to be over.

Meanwhile Tyrone had really begun to fuck her hard from behind. It very quickly became the two of them alone on the bed. He was the most muscular and well endowed of the three black men and he was punishing Lis with every inch of his manhood. The slapping noise of the two bodies slamming together was loud and sharp and it mingled with Lis' sobs. At one point she tried to crawl away from Tyrone but he had her good. His legs were in front of and entangled with hers and he had a good grip on her shoulders. So as the black man continued his brutal fucking all Lis could do was bury her head on the bed and take it.




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The other two men looked on in a sort of admiration of Lis' ability to handle Tyrone's thrusts. They stood and stroked their hardening cocks waiting for their turn to solo the gorgeous blonde. Lis barely noticed as the large black man continued to pound her ass with his 11" tube. It lasted for over five minutes until Tyrone's balls betrayed him and gave up an enormous load of semen which filled her rectum and then spilled out all over the black man's scrotum and the backs of Lis' thighs.

Tyrone remained draped over Lis' back until his penis softened and then he rolled off her as she collapsed flat on the bed. Lis' sphincter was beyond pain, it was just numb and it hung wide open in its totally relaxed state. She felt the cum drooling out of her orifices as she looked up at the three black men. They looked as dangerous as they were and she was certain that the tattoos on Chuck and Tyrone were prison tats. She rolled over and with her legs spread began pulling up and adjusting her stockings and garter belt. Al took the initiative and went down between Lis' legs with a large towel and began wiping her genitals clean. Lis knew he wasn't doing it to earn points as gentleman of the year. They were going to run a train on her. Something she would dutifully let them do to her. After all they were X's men and she worked for X.

So for the next couple of hours Lis let the three black men take turns with her. They laid on top of Lis one after another until their genitals were drained. And through it all Lis lay back compliantly and kept her legs spread. Truth be told she thoroughly enjoyed Al and Chuck. They had superior bodies and knew how to fuck a woman. Tyrone was another story. Unlike X and Kelvin who also had enormous penises the large black man had no technique beyond fucking Lis into such a submission that instead of orgasms all she felt was pain. Certainly a loving woman could teach Tyrone to fuck with feeling rather than caveman like force, yet Lis doubted the black man had ever met that kind of woman. After it was done they watched Lis clean up.

"So am I okay with you guys?" Lis asked as she slid her leather skirt up her thighs.

The two black men looked to Chuck like good soldiers. 

"Lis baby as long as you behave you'll be as fine as that sweet ass of yours and you will always have our undying gratitude for tonight's activities. Just so you understand this is a two way street?" Chuck grinned as he fell back into his rather formal way of expressing himself.

"Believe me I understand. I'm one of x's girls and that's all." Lis replied as she allowed Chuck to help her with her jacket.

'Good girl. Now let me get you back home. My car's out front." Chuck put his arm around the tall blonde and began to lead her towards the door.

"I can get a cab." Lis wanted the three men in her rearview mirror and she definitely didn't want Chuck to know where she lived.

Her comment was met with laughter from the men.

"Honey we don't see too many cabs up here at this hour." Tyrone chimed in.

Lis looked at her watch and found the black man was right. It was early in the morning. The panned quickie appointment had turned into a four hour gangbang. She was going to be tired and her ass was going to ache tomorrow thanks to the human sledgehammer, Tyrone.

"Come on. I'm not gonna bite you." Chuck grabbed her hand and gently led her through the door.

The other two men bid their farewells with satiated smiles that hid the violence they were most certainly capable of. Lis and Chuck walked down the hall by a few black people that stared at the painted blonde woman knowing full well what she had just been used for.

Chuck's car was a vintage Porsche. It sat alone on the darkened street. Lis looked around as they walked towards the car. She realized in the dark what a shitty neighborhood she had wandered into and how stupid she was to have ever gotten out of the cab at the beginning of the evening. She wondered how such a beautiful car survived on the ugly street and then she remembered who owned it. As tough as some of the people were in this neighborhood they probably cut a wide berth around any car owned by any one of the three black men she had just spent time with.

"This is a nice shade of green." Lis commented as she ran her fingers along the hood of the car.

"Thanks. It's unique yet conservative. You don't want to take a car like this and turn it into some sort of loud fashion statement." Chuck replied with a smile as he unlocked and opened the passenger door for Lis.

"I agree." Lis smiled back and dropped down into the passenger seat.

They drove down towards midtown on the mostly deserted streets. Lis was feeling lucky to have walked away from the three black men with just a sore asshole. She was sure that they had followed X's orders. There was no way that they would have risked ruining one of X's finest assets without his say so. What really scared her after receiving the verbal warning from Chuck was realizing that X was capable of so much more. She was as certain as the world was round that X had killed Cameron Sedgewick.

"You know you were good tonight. You're made for this." Chuck spoke as he stopped at a light.

"X has kept me busy and you know what they say about practice making perfect. I guess I'm a pretty good fuck these days." Lis replied half jokingly.

"Well yes. You are quite the eager woman." Chuck laughed. "But that's not exactly what I mean. You see I grew up with X, been around quite a few professional women. They can all fuck when they want too. Yet you handled yourself well back there. All of the women I have had to have a talk with start crying hysterically and hope that act will get them out of any trouble they have created. It doesn't."

"So what does?" Lis asked hoping she would never have to actually use the information.

"You were cool about it, about everything. After the talk you were rational about what we wanted from you and you performed. You're the first woman that didn't panic. Things went very smoothly because you can handle a tough situation. We won't forget that you know." The black man explained.

"Well I'll be perfectly honest if I hadn't taken an enema earlier today, in case I had a man that liked anal sex, I might have made a mess in my panties." Lis admitted.

"Don't worry about it. I'd probably do the same thing in your position. The important thing is you really didn't let your nerves get the best of you. A superior whore handles negative situations with a john the same way. She thinks through a situation and makes the best of things. That's how you handle your life. You know there are thousands of gorgeous women in this city but only a few could do what you do with the same panache." Chuck told her.

"There you go with those big words again." Lis felt comfortable enough with the black man to joke a little despite his obvious expertise with violence.

Chuck smiled. "You know you're not the only one with the education here. Those girly liberal arts schools are good for some things but I got my share of education."

"Really. Where?" Lis smiled back at him.

"Virginia. I went on a football scholarship. I played defensive back for four years but never made it to the next level. So in between practices and eager white coeds some of that high education did rub off." Chuck informed her.

"That's a good school. I could tell you were a cut above the other two." Lis complimented as she smiled over at him.

Chuck nodded a silent agreement. "You'll make a lot of money if you work a man like you're doing with me now. You're not the first Sarah Lawrence alum to choose this profession and do well. I'm sure of that. Use your mind on a guy and he'll think it's as sexy as those gorgeous legs of yours, which is really saying something if you ask me." 

"Thanks, but I didn't think that I was working you." Lis returned.

Chuck just smiled and then leaned over and kissed the blonde call girl as the car pulled up in front of her building. "Thanks for some wonderful sex tonight. Sometime I'd like to spend some time with you one on one if you know what I mean."

"Oh I know what you mean. If it's allowed I'm into it." Lis opened the door and got out of the car.

Lis walked across the sidewalk and shuddered at the possibility that X may order her to be a regular fuck for one of his thugs, no matter how well educated he thought he was. She turned and watched the sleek auto turn back uptown and wondered how Chuck knew where she lived without her giving him any directions and, more troubling, where she had attended college.

Whatever vehicles Chuck or X had used to poke around Lis' past she was too tired to give it much thought. She went upstairs to her apartment and got some sleep. She'd get up and spend Saturday at her office and go and be with Corinna. It wasn't supposed to turn out this way yet now that X had a firm grip on her body and soul Lis' career and the woman she had fallen for were going to have to take a back seat to her work as a whore.

22 

Lis arrived at Corinna's and thankfully her girlfriend wanted to spend the night at home watching a favorite movie. So yes, although she was spending less time with Corinna Everlund than she would have liked Lis now considered the blonde former bodybuilder her significant other. Lis never felt so alive than when she was hanging from Corinna's rack being gently and expertly tormented by her lover or lying in her bed kissing the dominant woman and licking every inch of her body.

The two women spent Sunday morning in bed. They ate breakfast and read the paper like so many other couples did in the city, just decompressing on a weekend. Then they made love. They were two very athletic women and they were capable of things most lovers were not and they normally didn't settle for any mundane session of sex. Today despite starting in the bed the two gorgeous women ended up in a standing 69. Lis hung upside down with her legs wrapped around Corinna's head and her face buried between her lover's legs. Corinna held her up and licked and sucked Lis' clitoris. Corinna was superior at cunnilingus. A skill honed over years of making pretty women squirm and then explode with earth shaking orgasms. While Lis was not yet as adept at this sexual skill her abnormally long tongue made up for a lack of experience.

Today Lis seemed to be getting the better of Corinna. It was always a contest between the two ultra competitive women to other cum first. Most times Lis was vanquished and gladly let her juices flow all over Corinna's face. That's why today, Corinna's quivering thighs and bucking hips spurred on Lis. She had slowly slithered her tongue in and out of Corinna's vagina and along the large labia lips barely touching the clitoris as she worked. Now she was moving her tongue at a frantic pace and it was driving Corinna crazy. Finally feeling totally in control Lis applied what she hoped would be the coup de grace. She took the huge clitoris in her mouth and began sucking. Corinna cried out breaking the continuous sound of their lapping at each other's flesh. The big blonde's powerful legs gave way as thick liquid splashed Lis' face and dripped into her mouth. They fell back onto the bed in a giggling heap.

Corinna climbed on top of Lis and kissed her. "Good God that felt so good!"

"I aim to please." Lis smiled triumphantly.

"You're sure getting good at licking me." Corinna complimented as she kissed and licked Lis' face. "You're so sticky and you taste so sweet."

Lis moaned an inaudible response.

"Well you've won today's contest so what can I do for you my love?" Corinna continued to kiss Lis as she talked.

"Dinner! I want a Sunday supper and I want you in a nice dress. You're the bitch for a change." Lis playfully demanded.

"A role reversal, I like it but you know I've never thought of you as a bitch you know that. May I make a request of the victor?" Corinna asked.

"Of course." Lis answered.

"I have a suit in the closet. It fits me and it'll fit you and Eduardo. And I want flowers. If I'm going to cook I want to be courted, seduced and topped properly." Corinna requested.

"Your wish is my command me lady." Lis accepted.

Lis left Corinna's feeling on top of the world. She felt foolish falling for someone so soon after X had shown his true colors and incredibly, a woman. Women had made passes and in some cases thrown themselves at her shamelessly. So it was Corinna Everlund that had finally got her. With all the good going on could she rid herself of the evil of Xavier Washington and the shameful lust of being a whore? Deep down Lis knew she couldn't stop it. This second life filled a need as necessary as the one Corinna Everlund filled.

Despite wanting to be with Corinna, Lis had to beg off having the gorgeous blonde tag along on her errands. One of her stops would be X's townhouse to pick up her money for a couple of weeks' work. She had no idea if she would get paid for servicing Chuck, Tyrone and Al but either way she told herself not to complain.

Lis had decided to get some exercise so she borrowed one of Corinna's lycra suits and ran to her errands. She purposely saved her last stop for X. She climbed the steps in the skintight black pants and the green sweatshirt she wore over the black top. X answered the door wearing sweats himself. He smiled at Lis and kissed her.

"How's it going girl?" He inquired as if the encounter with his thugs had never happened.

"I'm fine. How are you?" Lis smiled nervously as she walked past X into the foyer. Although she knew she would be safe here once again things changed between her and X.

"Come on into the kitchen. You want something to eat?" X asked.

"No I had breakfast." Lis replied as she followed X to the back of the house.

"I've got your money. Here you go and thanks for all your work." X handed Lis a brick of cash.

Most times she had her pimp deposit money directly into an out of state account she had set up with an LLC as the owner. This time she needed the cash to pay off a small equity line she had on her co-op. Prostitution was one of the only professions where someone at the top of the food chain, like Lis, could literally pay off a small equity line with a couple of weeks work. While X had been a conniving monster in dragging her into this life, for having some thugs threaten her and then allow them to gangbang her, Lis was able to trust X with her money. He always paid and if there was ever a dispute, which was very infrequent, after a brief discussion, X always let Lis win.

"I included $1500 for Friday, $500 a man. Is that okay?" X said.

"That's fine." Lis replied with a serious look.

"Think you might be interested in that type of work again?" X asked.

"With them?" Lis was confused.

"No hopefully not. I meant multiple partners. There are some high end bachelor parties and card games sprouting up. You'd be perfect. You may have to serve some drinks, a little below your station but the money would be a hell of a lot more than $500 a man." X explained.

"X after my talk with Chuck I know the score. If you want to line up twenty guys I'll do it. You turned me out and gave me work. I'm your whore plain and simple." Lis admitted to her pimp.

"He told me things worked out, that you were very compliant. Let's just call it an innocent mistake. As far as the gangbangs I think we'll keep them down to a few black men. Big gangbangs wear a woman out and make her old before her time." X said with a wry smile.

"Thank you for leaving it at that." Lis gulped nervously.

"Good girl. Now. . . speaking of turning out, I'm going to put Amy to work this week. I want you to take a trip to Robert's this weekend and she'll go with you. Are you okay with that?" X asked.

"Of course. Is she prepared?" Lis asked back.

"I'll set things up this week. You'll just need to hold her hand in the limo and on the plane. Robert's sending his private jet. I've told him that I've got a fresh girl and, of course, he wants to see you." X informed her.

"That's fine. Do you want me to do anything in particular?" Lis asked.

"No I'll let you know. She's naive and she owes me money. Damn girl thinks that just because she was a contestant for Miss Georgia she can host Good Morning America and she hasn't made a dime since she's moved up here." X chuckled and looked at Lis. "Now there is something you can do that I've been missing for awhile."

X pulled the drawstring to his sweats and let the pants drop to the floor. His penis was already hardening. Lis didn't need to be told anything. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth. X became rock hard as soon as Lis ran her long tongue along the underside of the cock. She went to work in earnest massaging the thick black shaft with one hand and gently playing with X's balls with the other.

"God damn girl you've become a first class cocksucker!" X exclaimed.

He was right. Lis had learned what pushed a man's buttons when she had a dick in her mouth. She had found all the pressure points that sent a man into orbit and just when to apply them so that she could give a mind blowing blow job. X was duly impressed that his newest whore had been learning the skills of the trade but as pleasurable as the blow job was he needed to finish putting her in her place. He gently pushed Lis' head back so his cock dropped out of her mouth. While he kept her on her knees he turned and faced away from her.

"You know what to do. Show me what a good slut you've become." X ordered.

Lis didn't protest. She didn't even say a word. She kissed each ass cheek and then leaned in and licked the back of X's scrotum. Lis then stuck out her tongue as far as she could and licked just above the scrotum and just below the black man's sphincter. The area was as hot as a furnace and counted her blessings that X was a clean man. She began licking everywhere from his tightening balls to the bunched ring of muscle that made up his sphincter. X was fitting out some moans as she spread saliva all over his ass.

"Stick it in there. Show me how badly you want to be a whore, one of my whores." X barked.

Lis did it by parting the large round ass cheeks and digging her tongue in deep. It slithered by the bunched muscle so far that Lis' tongue actually touched X's rectum. Lis couldn't stand it. She knew that X was evil, beyond that generic bad boy image that so many good girls like Lis fell for. He had done horrible things to other people, including her. Still Lis was his sexual slave. This was an addiction she never thought she could break. So here she was on her knees with her tongue buried in his asshole. She couldn't think of a more degrading sexual act. Still the smell and taste of his musk, the feel of his muscular thighs in her hands and most importantly the fact that a black man was dominating her had her soaking Corinna's lycra tights with her excitement.

X turned and pulled up Lis. She quickly got out of her clothes while the black man watched and stroked his penis. Lis understood X's appeal a little better now. He had the personality of a man that could talk a young school girl into giving up her cherry to him, the rippling muscle bound body that made a lily white housewife risk her marriage to be with him and for Lis there was something about X that got her to be a whore, to be a woman in his stable. She just hadn't figured that part out yet.

X took Lis and bent her over the kitchen table. The blonde stuck her ass up in the air and she felt his bluntness pressing up against her genitals. She wanted it so badly she pushed back against X and his erection sunk into her just past the head. She sighed when X accommodated her further advancing himself still deeper inside her.

"Oh God! How long has it been since we've done this!" Lis gasped now fully impaled on X's penis.




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"It's been too long baby." X returned in a strained voice.

He began fucking Lis from behind. She grabbed the edges of the table for support and arched her back to better present herself to the black man. She felt his hands on her shoulders gaining leverage in which to fuck her harder. Her entire body was tingling as her pimp began filling her vagina over and over. X had her good. He could make Lis feel more like a woman than any other man ever had or in her mind any man ever would.

X loved fucking Lis. She was always so eager to please the black man. It was so rare that such a gorgeous woman performed with such sexual abandon. X always thought that many of the better looking women felt that their beauty was enough when they were in bed. An unfair stereotype or not, X chalked up Lis' sexual exuberance to her competitive fire, her desire to be the best at her career, at anything athletic and, most importantly to X, her desire to pleasure a man. 

X had thought about greasing himself with some cooking oil and taking Lis anally but her pussy was so tight he didn't want to take his erection out of her for a second, it just felt too good. So he just banged away at his favorite whore making her scream with delight. 

Lis had pressed her body flat against the table and turned her head to one side. She was smiling blissfully and fully enjoying X's probing thrusts. Then through the fog of ecstasy she noticed it. She had never seen it before but then again she had spent so little time in X's kitchen. Besides the door blended in perfectly with the wall surrounding it, even the door knob was painted the same color as the rest of the kitchen. This time X had left the door open a bit and Lis could see that there was a staircase behind the door. X's townhouse had a basement and most probably the details of his escort business were down there.

Lis reached back with her legs and wrapped them around X's bucking hips. There was nothing she could do about exploring a basement with a foot of black cock buried in her vagina so she went back to the task at hand, pleasuring her pimp. Meanwhile X had shortened his thrusts so that he could stave off the inevitable orgasm for just a little while longer but it wasn't going to work. The black man had missed his girl's body and now that he was inside her again he had lost all control. His body stiffened and he dropped a big load deep inside Lis grunting loudly as he came. X pulled Lis up in front of him. He hugged her and kissed her neck. Lis turned around and put her arms around the tall black man. 

"Baby I'm going to want you here more often once you get back from Jamaica. I miss you." X kissed her.

"Exactly what I was hoping you'd say. I need my share of your dick and I haven't been getting it lately." Lis smiled up at him.

"Even with all that black cock I set you up with?" X smiled as he ran a finger over one of her nipples.

"Not like this one." Lis stroked X's penis which was slimy with their cum.

23

Chester Bain made his way downtown to the last known address of his former girl, Audrey. Ellie had painted a bleak picture of his former transsexual whore so Chester had braced himself for it. The black pimp got lucky when he knocked on the apartment door. While a new person had moved into Audrey's old residence she knew where the transsexual had moved too.

The address was only a few blocks over and a little deeper into Alphabet City. When he found the building Chester could see it was a decided step down from the previous one. He climbed a set of stairs and found Audrey's apartment. He knocked and was greeted with a "Whose there?" from a voice he barely recognized. 

"Audrey dear, it's Chester. I need to talk to you. Could you come to the door?" Chester said into the door.

The door opened and a gaunt person peered out and looked at Chester. "Hey baby I haven't seen you in so long. What brings you down here?" 

"I wanted to ask you about someone you used to work with Audrey, but I've heard that you've been hurting. I wanted to make sure you were okay." Chester leaned into the door hoping she would let him in.

Chester was face to face with the latest epidemic cutting across the country. The scourge had targeted one group in particular. Crystal meth had wreaked havoc in the gay community. A drug that increased the person's awareness in their brain's pleasure center, gay men used it for marathon sexual orgies. The drug was extremely addictive and was often a death sentence or at the very least good for a trip to a psychiatric facility if the addict didn't get away from it very quickly. When he looked over Audrey Chester guessed that she was close to one or the other.

The former transsexual prostitute had once been a tall glamorous blonde. She was in constant demand by some of the wealthier men in the city. What she was now was a shriveled up memory. Audrey's hair and teeth were falling out. She was sickly thin with sores on her face. She was jumpy and paranoid. Her apartment wasn't in much better shape. There was evidence of projects started but never finished. Half painted walls and a floor in the process of being refinished were signs of a person with too much undirected energy and nowhere to divert it.

"So how can I help the great Chester Bain? Do you need another girl?" Audrey asked hopefully.

"Not right now my dear." Chester responded.

"I understand. I'm doing some work in the decorating business you know. I'm redoing this place and may turn it into a showplace for a new business." Audrey waved her hand at the four walls of the small studio apartment. 

Rather than comment on the moronic statement Chester simply stayed silent as Audrey went on for a bit about the great future she had in the interior design industry. It was the typical bullshit that rolled out of a drug addict's mouth. There was always a bright future lying ahead. To the addict it hopefully hid the horrid existence that they were living from the outside world. It never worked and certainly not with someone as street smart as Chester. Finally the black man had to break into Audrey's in depth analysis of antiques.

"Audrey honey I was wondering if you remembered a girl you may have worked with. Her name was Tammy. As a boy he went by Cameron Sedgewick. I ran into Ellie and she remembered that you worked with Tammy and sometimes a woman, a big one that . . ." Chester was interrupted by Audrey.

"I knew Tammy! A nice girl. You would have been excited Chester the molester. She had great legs." Audrey smiled coyly at her former pimp.

"Sounds like she was quite a girl." Chester responded.

"She was fun. The dyke was all business. Mean lady. She did Tammy hard. I know because I worked with her too. It was all before I worked with you. It was kinky something I wasn't into but I just couldn't pass up the money. I mean how hard could a lady fuck you with a strap on? I thought it was going to be easy money until she climbed on top of me. She was as strong as any man that ever did me. She was so scary sometimes. I mean nice and then like a beast. When she asked me to work with her a couple of times after I started with you I was too scared to say no. Please don't be mad with me Chester." Audrey pleaded.

"Honey that's all in the past. What can you tell me about them? Who did they work for?" Chester pressed.

"Some guy uptown. He was the lady's husband I think. They lived together anyway. I heard what happened to Tammy." Audrey said with her eyes quickly showing a sadness of missing days that were never going to return.

"Who was the woman? What can you tell me about her?" Chester asked anxiously.

"She was big, maybe 5'-9", with a very muscular body but it didn't matter she was still very attractive. She had weird eyes too." The drug addict shivered.

"What do you mean weird eyes sweetie. Please concentrate for me it's very important." Chester knew he was close to tracking down an important piece to the macabre puzzle he had been forced to put back together. 

"She looked like she had a Chinese mother or something. They were big eyes but kind of like almonds, I guess. I don't know. Chester this is making me . . . I've got to run an errand. Can we talk later?" Audrey began pressing towards the door.

Chester knew when an addict was politely telling a guest that they had to excuse themselves so that they could get some more drugs but he wasn't going to allow it. He had no idea that Audrey had faded this far. Despite the stereotype that pimps beat their women and discarded them like used rags when they were done with them Chester was different. Being accused of killing a transsexual not only scared Chester it pissed him off. He wasn't a violent man. He got his stable to produce using different stimulus. The thought of killing or harming another person was abhorrent to Chester, so was leaving a former girl to die of a drug overdose. 

"Audrey honey we're going to go somewhere else today." Chester told her.

"Where are we going?" Audrey was curious.

"I have a friend. He . . ." Chester started.

"Chester if you want me to work I'll help you when I get back." Audrey didn't want Chester interrupting a meeting with her dealer. Besides her paranoid antenna had detected something that addict's couldn't fathom, sobriety.

"My dear we are leaving and going upstate. There's a place I want you to stay for awhile. It's safe and we can talk on the way." Chester reasoned.

Audrey stepped back and frowned and crossed her arms. "I'm not interested Chester."

"So you like the way things are going in your life?" Chester began to force the issue.

"I'm fine. I can stop on my own. I've done it before." Audrey raised her voice.

"No you can't and you know it. This isn't a choice. You're coming with me. With my connections I can make it so you'll be lucky to be able to inject liquefied baking soda into your arm. No dealer will sell to you. You're done one way or the other. Do you understand?" Chester pushed all the way.

"I can't believe that you stopped by here today. You're fucking everything up. I can't leave my place with no one to stay here." Audrey began crying hysterically.

"So if I get someone to stay here while you're gone you'll do it? Get sober?" Chester asked.

"You can really do that for me?" Audrey's resolve to stay high was weakening, for the moment anyway.

"Yes I'll stay here myself if it'll get you to spend time in rehab. Now let's get some clothes together." Chester had found a satchel and handed it to Audrey.

"Alright I'll try it but I can't promise anything Chester." Audrey gave in.

Chester felt lucky. He had caught his former prostitute at the bottom. She was ready to go and try sobriety. If she hadn't been Chester would have had a real battle on his hand. Addicts just didn't give up their drugs that easily. 

"Audrey you have to get sober and I'm going to help. I have to ask why you're even doing the fucking stuff. You had the sex change operation a while ago." Chester couldn't contain a chuckle as he helped Audrey stuff some clothes into a bag for her trip to rehab. 

The two got to Chester's auto with no problems. As he opened the door the black man realized he was home free. All he had to do was drop Audrey off at Briski's precinct and she would tell the detective that Chester wasn't Cameron Sedgewick's pimp and in fact had nothing to do with the murdered shemale. Instead he was going to chance the whole deal going south because he felt obligated to a former whore who had become an addict. He would drop Audrey off at a rehab facility about three hours north of the city. The director of the facility was a doctor that had been a friend of Chester's for years. As he drove out of the city he got on his cell phone and called the doctor who was more than happy to oblige his friend on a moment's notice.

As Chester drove he tried to get some more information about the mysterious woman that had worked with both Cameron Sedgewick and Audrey and her pimp husband but Audrey fell off into a deep sleep soon after they began driving. Chester figured that the transsexual was at the end of her most recent high and a long nap was in order. Chester took the opportunity to call Briski and make an appointment to see him when he returned. He didn't tell the detective about Audrey because he wanted her to get some sobriety under her belt before he unleashed the pressure of being a witness in a high profile murder case. What he did tell Briski was that he could call off the dogs. That he had solid proof that at the very least he wasn't Cameron Sedgewick's pimp and that there were new suspects for the detective to sink his teeth into. 

As the black man drove with the blonde sleeping next to him Johnny Cash's "I Walk The Line" came on the country radio station. One of the more unusual proclivities in the Brit's life was his affinity for American country music. As Johnny slowly belted out the song Chester began to sing along. He thought about Audrey and how beautiful she had been. Hopefully she would regain some of that beauty and appreciate that Chester had walked the line for her. As the song blasted out of the Mercedes' sound system the black man knew he was doing more than just getting himself out of a jam with the police. For whatever reason the black pimp was going to walk the line for Cameron Sedgewick too, he was going to help find his killer.



Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 05



24

Lis hung out across the street from Nikki's apartment building for over an hour. She knew that the short haired brunette would be finishing a "matinee" as the girls called it and should be home by 4 or 5pm. A "matinee" was the term the girls used for a late lunch rendezvous with a client. Sometimes there was actually a lunch involved but most times it was simply a trip up to a hotel room and a dance between the sheets. It was just after 4pm when Nikki walked down the crowded street. The sidewalk was mobbed with people making their way home after work. Nikki looked like any other secretary except that her suit, although expensive, was a bit louder and fit a little tighter than the others. The body encased in the wool blend suit was still fit enough to draw stares from many of the men walking by her. Lis timed it so that she was making her way across the intersection just as her fellow prostitute was crossing from the other side. 

"Hey girl! How are you doing Nik? I haven't seen you in a while." Lis held out her hand and waved at Nikki.

"Ugh hi Lis how are you? What brings you up here?" Nikki stuttered out in surprise.

"I'm just running an errand at the bank over there. It's where I have an account." Lis lied. Sizing up Nikki's response to seeing her, Lis knew who had tipped off X about her curious probing into Cameron Sedgewick.

"It's good to see you. It has been a while." Nikki replied.

"Are you working tonight?" Lis inquired.

"Nah! I just got busy over at the Palmore. You know I think those rooms have been cut in half over there. They get smaller every time." Nikki gushed quickly returning to her bubbly personality.

"How about we get dinner?" Lis invited Nikki.

"I'll call you tonight. I know we've got to talk. Okay?" Nikki briefly returned to a more serious tone and then just like that let out another giggle.

"I'll be home." Lis said as she gave Nikki a kiss and continued down the street.

25 

Lis moped around her apartment waiting for Nikki's call. She was hoping to get down to Corinna's as early as possible. The previous night had been a sexual thrill. Lis had donned her girlfriend's tuxedo. The boring term tuxedo didn't do the ensemble justice, while the feminine appearance certainly did. The black outfit was made up of a body hugging jacket and skin tight pants. Both were made from a thin silk material. Things only got sexier when one got a look at Lis in the see through black nylon blouse that was in fact a body stocking. Knowing that Corinna would be feminine and wear high heels, Lis wore pumps as well lest she give up too much height to the tall bodybuilder. After all she was supposed to be the man on this date. Lis did the role play to the nines she showed up at Corinna's door with roses and a box of chocolates. Her girlfriend had also played her role well. She was wearing a black flapper mini dress and a pair of black high heel pumps. It was a simple look but with Corinna's body you didn't need much to turn someone on. The tiered horizontal rows of fringe jiggled when Corinna moved. 

The two lovers played like they were on a first date. Corinna had cooked a sumptuous dinner and after she pushed Lis away from the stairs and the bedroom upstairs and into the living room. They had a drink and let the sexual tension take them. At one point Corinna let Lis kiss her and while they clinched Corinna let her hand drift across the large brown strap on dildo stuffed inside Lis' pants and against her thigh. Lis felt the hand brush against the rubber instrument and for a brief moment the gorgeous blonde knew what it was like to be a man, the aggressor. Corinna played the perfect woman, letting her date stroke her bare leg with her hand and kiss her lips and face. Finally she gave into Lis' desire and actually got on her knees and sucked on the large brown cock which Lis had taken out of her tight fitting pants. Lis was down to the crotch less body stocking when Corinna straddled her and plunged down on the stiff rubber dildo. They made love right on the couch. Lis finished off the muscular blonde doggy style pounding her as hard as she could while the thick secondary dildo pleasured her own vagina.

They ended up in bed giggling and replaying the night as they held each other. At midnight Corinna called a halt to the reverse roles and took over as the top again, although she promised Lis that the night's role play was too much of a sexual turn on not to try it again. Corinna told Lis that being a top was a part of her lifestyle but that she would allow Lis to take the dyke role more often because it meant so much to her. The admission spurred on Lis. She kissed her lover passionately and after a long seduction played out over the last several months Lis Rome finally gave Corinna Everlund what she wanted. Lis told Corinna that she was falling in love with her.

The phone rang around 9pm. Lis anxiously picked up the receiver. Nikki's voice was nervous and Lis could hear the street traffic loudly passing by. It was obvious that Nikki was on the street either on her cell phone or at a pay phone.

"Hey girl." Nikki sighed into the phone.

"Nikki, it's good to hear your voice. You looked down this morning." LIs inquired.

"Honey you have no idea. It's been a tough week or so. I'm getting too old for this." She admitted.

"How can I help?" Lis needed to know what her stable mate had told X about their conversations but she wasn't heartless. She could hear the stress in the brunette's voice.

"I think I'll be fine but we have to stop our little talks about our long since departed friend." Nikki said.

Lis didn't need to be told who she was talking about. "Is that why you're calling from outside?"

"Yea I'm at a pay phone. You can't be too careful if you know what I mean." Nikki told Lis.

"It's that bad? I mean we were just talking." Lis tried to underplay her motive.

"That's what I thought. The next thing you know I'm uptown at some rundown apartment pulling a train for some of X's boys." Nikki said.

"You too huh. I got a train run on me by three of them the other night. It was quite a warning." Lis said.

"Lis I'm not as good as you. I can't handle three men at a time. Especially back there, you know what I mean." Nikki admitted.

"Yea I do. Welcome to the club honey. Like I said, I met those men the other night myself. Understand me though you won't have to give it up to that animal again. I won't include you in this anymore." Lis referred to Tyrone as she assumed it would have been him fucking Nikki anally as he had done to her.

" Lis, do you think they killed that gay boy?" It was a dreadful statement not because of the accusation, more importantly it dragged Nikki further into the conspiracy. 

"Nikki, you shouldn't get involved and further." Lis warned her. X and his men were violent and she didn't want Nikki hurt, or worse.

"It's a little late for that now. I mean after what those boys did to me." Nikki may have been a career pornographic actress and a call girl but she knew the difference between work and being violated and it was obvious that she didn't particularly like the latter.

"Nikki let me handle this. I'm sorry I even got you involved in this thing. I can't even give you a good reason why I'm involved." Lis admitted.

"I know why. That's okay. You're secret is safe with me." Nikki assured her friend.

"Good. Now I can sleep at night. I want you safe. They punished you and as long as you go no further then that will be it." Lis told her.

"I guess that's right. Still I'm worried about you. Whatever they can do to me they can do to you." Nikki said.

"I know but I'll be fine. I'm going to the police with what I have after I get back from Jamaica. I know there's something down in X's basement that will help solve what happened to this kid." Lis informed her.

"Ahh a trip to Robert's paradise, don't even bother bringing any clothes. You won't need anything. It's too hot for stockings and corsets and you know damn well that they aren't going to allow you to put on a dress." They both laughed and then there was a brief silence. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Nikki and Lis had become too close.

"Nikki you said you knew why. Well why?" Lis asked."

"Why what?" Nikki asked back bewildered.

"You said you knew why I'm involved in this." Lis explained.

Nikki laughed softly and then in a serious tone said. "You're involved because you're one of the good guys. You're the person that saves the day Lis."

"Oh come on Nikki this isn't a movie. It just doesn't work that way." Lis responded.

"Yea you're right but I know you're smarter than most others. Things generally go your way and it's not just because you're lucky. You anticipate things so well. I've seen you in action. Even when things don't go your way you don't panic or get pissed off. You make the best of what does happen. Look at where you are now. You got caught by X. You had no idea he wanted to turn you out before it actually happened. Yet when it happened you didn't lose it, you simply became the top girl in the most exclusive stable in town. I know you wanted X but instead, along with your other job, in your other life, where ever that is, you're probably making more money than the queen of England. On top of that you're solving a crime that the cops have been working on forever. I don't admire many people Lis, it comes with this business if you know what I mean. I admire you. Honey you're still not hot for X are you? Cause that's one dead end." Nikki did what she did best, go on about something for awhile and then in an abrupt way change course to something she really wanted to talk about.

"Nikki that guy has sold me to other men who then use me sexually, set me up to be gang raped and God knows what else he may have in store for me. I'm through regardless of what happens between my legs whenever I see him." Lis had to laugh at her last statement and so did Nikki. "By the way I'm a lawyer."

"You're a what?" Nikki didn't understand Lis' admission.

"A lawyer. That's what I do in my so called other life." Lis reiterated. 

"Oh so that's why you're so crafty. I thought maybe you were some rich guy's wife or maybe just from a wealthy family. Who knew you were really a shyster." Nikki kept laughing.

"Nikki just promise me you'll stay away from this matter until after I get back from Jamaica. These guys mean business and they're bad." Lis warned her friend.

"No problem sweetie. I'll let you take the credit." Nikki replied lightheartedly.

"Nikki I want you to stay safe because I love you. You're my one friend in this life you know that don't you?" Lis admitted with emphasis.

"Okay I understand what you're saying and you know I love you too don't you Lis?" Nikki replied as she probably heard the words love and friend directed towards her without reservation for the first time in her life.

"Of course, I'll talk to you when I get back." Lis said good bye to her friend and hung up the phone.

26

Lis climbed the steps to X's townhouse. She was going to take the limo to the airport and travel to Jamaica and she was also going to help X turn out Amy. Lis' part in the process was going to be the same role that Nikki had played on her first night paid as a whore. Lis didn't relish the fact that she was going to help any woman become a whore. The fact that she didn't particularly like Amy did little to help. 

Like most days when she visited X Lis found the door to his townhouse open. She walked in and found X in the living room. He was sitting on the couch reading a magazine. He looked up and smiled at the gorgeous blonde. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white blouse. Lis would be changing on the plane as Robert and Trevor had planned to take the girls to a cocktail party once they got to Jamaica. X got up and gave Lis a full kiss on the lips and a hug.

"How are you babe? You know you've got the best body for an old pair of Levis. Those legs and that gorgeous ass." X held Lis in his arms.

"Thanks X." Lis hugged the black man back and let his tongue quickly slip into her mouth.

"So you ready for your first field trip?" X asked.

"I guess if that's what you call it." Lis chuckled at yet another moniker put on a visit to a client.

"I really wish we had time for a quick oral session but our girl is going to show up soon." X bent down and looked out his window. "Gideon is here. Why don't you wait in the limo and I'll get Amy ready."

Lis got another tongue filled kiss from X and she retreated out the door and walked down the street to the limo. Gideon was there holding the door for Lis with a big smile. Lis said hello to him and ducked into the car. He had enjoyed the sexy blonde many times as a "tip" for his driving and while Lis hated the way the large black man used her she was still civil towards him. 

Lis watched from the back seat as Amy walked up to X's place and climbed the stairs. She was dressed much like Lis wearing jeans and a tee shirt. She was carrying a wardrobe bag like Lis' as well. Lis figured that the black pimp had intimated to the blonde beauty that the two of them were going on a romantic weekend getaway. Lis turned the page of the golf magazine she was reading just as she guessed the other shoe was dropping. X was telling Amy that she simply owed him too much money and that something had to be done. Maybe he was telling her that he needed the money by next week for some sort of real estate project and could she have it by Thursday please. Faced with this shocking confrontation Amy would not know how to react. No one could think that fast especially if she was facing someone as confident at this game as X. Maybe given time she could come up with some sort of solution but X's technique was to blitzkrieg the woman. He would have made sure there was no way Amy would be able to pay him back on such short notice. And then he would have her. While X would be comforting and even loving in his approach he would make it certain that Amy knew he meant business. Next he would come up with an idea. One of his regular escorts had just dropped out of a trip to Jamaica. Why not go down with Lis and spend some time with a couple of his clients. It'll be a laid back trip, probably not even have to do anything more than attend a dinner or two and prance around the pool in a bikini. Not only would this favor wipe out her debt X would pay her.

Lis had seen it and been through it herself. She knew how X was going to play the pretty blonde. She would have no idea what had hit her until she was on her way back from Jamaica. By then she would have found that a weekend with a client would pay so well it would be almost irresistible to stay away. Then there was the underlying reason. It was the reason that kept Lis coming back. The sex. Lis found each and every encounter as addictive as just about any drug that man could come up with. When this was done it was going to be very hard to walk away from this lifestyle.

Just as Lis was drifting off into a daydream she saw Amy storm out of the townhouse. She was carrying her bag and for a brief moment Lis thought that maybe she had underestimated the girl. Had she told X to go fuck himself, that he could chase her all the way to Hell for his money? Then she turned towards the limo and not towards where she had originally come from and Lis knew X had gotten her. She watched the blonde bounce down the street towards the auto. Gideon opened the door with his trademark smile, no doubt sizing Amy up for a sexual tip at some point in the not too distant future. 

Amy dropped into the limo and collapsed into the rear facing seat opposite Lis. It was obvious that she was barely holding it together but Lis had to give the girl credit. She was doing her best. At first she tried to avoid Lis by staring out the window. Lis didn't try to intrude. Unlike Nikki she had no knack for breaking up the tension with a carefree, almost ditzy personality. She decided to let Amy stew until she was ready to talk, if ever.

After the limo began to move down the street Amy looked over at Lis. Her eyes were brimming with tears. "How are you?"

"I'm fine Amy how about yourself?" Lis responded the only way she could think of.

"Oh I've had better days." Amy answered.

"Believe me I know. I've been there." Lis tried to open things up but it momentarily backfired.

"How could you possibly understand what has just happened to me? What I've been told I have to do, for of all things, money!" Amy shot back looking to take her frustration out on her fellow passenger.

"I understand because not too long ago I sat in that very seat after having pretty much the same thing done to me by X. Now I can have Gideon stop the limo right here and you can get out and take your chances or you can make the best of things." Lis let out calmly. 

It was close to becoming a knock down drag out brawl which would have pissed off X so Lis had to be artful with her words. She caught a break when Amy remained silent for a few moments. She went back to looking out the window and then turned back towards Lis.

"How much do you make for a weekend like this?" Amy's voice was a little softer now as she too saw nothing positive in fighting with Lis.

"I believe that for the weekend we make about $7500 each. Of course this is up to X so don't quote me on any numbers." Lis replied rather matter of factly.

"Are you fucking kidding me? That's unbelievable!" Amy let out intensely. 

"Amy with your looks you can make quite a lot of money doing this. Most of X's women make extraordinary incomes." Lis kept up the pitch now that she knew what turned Amy's screws.

"It's not what I had in mind when I came up here from Georgia. You always have dreams and so few people get to achieve them. It doesn't seem fair." Amy lamented.

"People get to achieve their dreams. They just get there in ways that are different than they imagined. You have to roll with the punches Amy, that's all." Lis explained with a sympathetic smile.

"That sounds like it comes from experience." Amy smiled for the first time.

"Oh yea, like I said I've been right where you are. My advice is to make the best of it. The men we are meeting are gentleman and if you can deal with this you'll have some fun I guarantee it." Lis said.

The limo pulled up to the gate that housed the private planes at the city's airport. It was set apart from the main terminals and the crowds trying to get away for the weekend. It was a luxury that was reserved for those that could afford the incredible costs of owning or leasing a private plane. Robert's jet was a G 200. It was a sleek looking piece of technology that showed its opulence once the girls climbed the stairs and got inside. There were only the two pilots travelling with Lis and Amy. They were polite and professional and no doubt were under orders to keep their eyes on the great blue yonder and not the beautiful women whom would be seated in the back of the plane.

Lis got comfortable in one of the oversized leather chairs. She figured that Amy must have gotten as much information as she needed from her because the well built blonde settled in a couple of rows ahead of her and immediately fell asleep. Lis was sure that her partner was now comfortable with the fact that she would be spending the weekend pleasuring strange men or at the very least that her price to do such a thing had been met. Lis read a little and then fell asleep herself. The plane was going to land at 6pm and the night promised to be a long one.

27

Detective Briski had an annoyed look on his face as he looked at the computer screen on his desk. He couldn't type and he couldn't control the cursor. The detective, a thirty year veteran and a dinosaur too many of the younger members of the force, longed for the days when he could scribble a report with a pen. And like a stake in the heart of a vampire the department had mandated that its officers keep meticulous notes in a new software system. To a man like Briski to whom the word meticulous was just something else to be ignored this system was complicated and just one more reason to seriously think about putting in his retirement papers a few years early. Today Briski was doing his best hunt and peck on the keyboard as he input the details of a phone conversation into the system.




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"You look like a pro with that keyboard." Ben Cujo said with a broad smile spread across his face, his soft voice disguising the toughness of the 6'-3" muscle bound detective.

"You know I should have taken that typing class in high school and now I know why. This is torture." Briski responded in his usual overly dramatic way.

"Just think if you really had taken that class, you'd be halfway through writing your tenth romance novel by now." Cujo continued his playful dig.

"Three marriages Ben, no romances. I think we may have lost our main suspect on Sedgewick. Whoever said that finding the body was our big break was a little optimistic." Briski looked up at his partner.

"You know you said that finding the body was our big break. What do you mean we lost him?" Cujo asked.

"Ah Bain called earlier. He said he had concrete proof that Sedgewick didn't work for him. He said he may know who he did work for. Some married couple was all he would give me over the phone. I think he's being straight, for once." Briski gave Cujo a look to see if he got the joke.

"Well let's go get him and bring him in. We should get this over with." Cujo replied.

"He's out of town till tomorrow. He says he's coming right here when he gets back. He wouldn't tell me where he was." Briski informed his partner.

"You gonna put in the notes that we waited for him to get back from vacation?" Cujo seemed amused.

"Oh sure I'm notating the finer points of our sit back and wait for it to happen strategy. Nope, just that he informed us of new suspects and that we checked his place and couldn't find him. Now let's go to his place to confirm what I just wrote." Briski said as he got up and grabbed his suit coat.

"You know Larry you might think about giving the rest of us lessons on that new software. You own that system." Cujo loved busting his partner's chops. He was the easiest target in the world.

"Just drive will ya. My fingers are tired." Briski came back as they walked out of the office.

Meanwhile Detective Briski's notes were spread throughout the city's law enforcement software. While not available for everyone's eyes the notes were made a part of the investigation and within an hour of being input an interested party had already read them.

28

Chester Bain was feeling good as he left the garage where he kept his car and made his way to his co-op. He had spent the night up at the rehab center. He had made sure Audrey was okay and then had dinner with his friend, the director of the facility. He had planned to spend the whole day but Audrey was doing so well he had left at mid day and gone for a drive through the country. This time instead of Pennsylvania Chester had made his way through parts of New York and Connecticut as he slowly headed south. He made a stop at a restaurant in Milford and ate lobster by the water and then got on I-95 and drove back to the city.

Things were looking up for Chester. Hopefully Audrey would help herself in rehab and then ultimately she'd help him clear his name. Then he'd think about retirement. Yes retirement. Chester had plenty of money why not live off the investments he had put together. Besides, the trips to Ellie's and the rehab had convinced him that he was tired of the city. He had even narrowed his choice down to a place in Pennsylvania. It was a bigger, roomier state than Connecticut. Besides it sure would be convenient to be able to bang Ellie and her new pussy every now and then. She had been incredible when he had fucked her on the butcher's table of her restaurant and she certainly hadn't minded cuckolding her husband with him.

Bain got back to his apartment and immediately took a long hot bath, soaking out the remaining stress from the last few days. He got out of the tub and put on a silk bathrobe. He went into the kitchen and grabbed an ice cream bar. He went into the living room, turned on the television and kicked back on the couch. Chester Bain had eight transsexuals working for him. They each made anywhere from $500 to $2000 on the nights they worked. His stable was the best in the city for their specialized sexual orientation. Yet tonight Chester didn't care about any of it. He had checked in with a few of the girls to make sure appointments were being kept but that was it, all he saw was a light at the end of a long tunnel.

Bain had finished his ice cream and his eyes were getting heavy as a sitcom played out on the TV when the bell to his door rang. Chester wasn't going to be happy if one of the girls was stopping by with a problem. Then he thought of the detectives. "Bloody Hell! It's 9pm. I told Briski I'd be by tomorrow! Can't I get any peace?" He said to himself as he went to the door. He expected to see the detective and his crazy sidekick Mad Dog Cujo when he cracked open the door, instead he was face to face with a beautiful blonde. She was tall and wearing a fur coat.

"Hi I'm Corinna Everlund from the District Attorney's office. Can I have a quick word with you Mr. Bain?" Corinna flipped open her wallet showing Chester her badge.

"Ugh I'm supposed to meet with Detectives Briski and Cujo tomorrow. Do you want to meet with us then?" As gorgeous as this woman was, Chester was tired and didn't want to go through the process twice.

"I understand but we believe that we have someone and we wanted to get your statement right away to see if it matched up with what we've found tonight. My boss wanted it so urgently that he called me to get it tonight. I'm on my way out for the evening so I was hoping I could wrap this up quickly." Corinna flashed Chester a hopeful smile and a quick look at one of her legs by opening her full length fur coat a little.

"Alright then." Chester relented and opened the door all the way knowing that the sooner he gave his statement the sooner he would be free of this weight on his shoulders.

"Thanks for letting me do this. I know you've been put in an imposition regarding this case." Corinna stated as she entered the apartment.

"Do you want something to drink? I have some Perrier." Chester offered sensing this athletic woman wouldn't be drinking anything as unhealthy as a soda.

"Sure." Corinna accepted the offer.

The black man went into his kitchen and grabbed two bottles from the refrigerator and put some ice cubes in glasses and returned to the living room. He almost dropped the drinks when he saw Corinna. She had taken off her fur coat and what she was wearing underneath was devastating. The black dress fit like a second skin and only went halfway down a pair of very muscular thighs. The dress was full sleeved and went all the way up to her neck in the front and as Chester quickly noticed was backless to the woman's ass. The black man went around the couch and handed Corinna a glass. She took the drink and smiled. Standing in front of her Chester noticed that the ADA was wearing a very unusual necklace. It was gold and was a series of thin bands that wrapped tightly around her neck. Chester was an aficionado of women's shoes. He saw that the woman's high heel pumps were genuine leather and no doubt very expensive. He wondered how a city attorney could afford such luxuries as those shoes and the fur coat that was slung over his couch.

"So you've been running an escort service. For how long?" Corinna asked as she grabbed a pad of paper from her purse.

"Ms. Everlund I'm not sure that my lawyer would want me admitting any potential criminal activity to a law enforcement officer." Chester asserted.

"It's okay Mr. Bain it's just the two of us here and if things work out as I suspect you'll be granted full immunity. And please, call me Cory." The ADA answered as she wrote.

"Well in that case over ten years but your police would know that. They've been harassing me since day one." Chester regretted his comment about the police as soon as it left his mouth.

"Well I certainly agree about the police having better things to do than chase around consenting adults." Corinna let the black man off the hook.

"That's a refreshing opinion especially coming from the DA's office." Chester was truly surprised.

"I guess you could say I'm one of the more liberal members of that office. What adults want to do in their free time is their business and if you provide that service, what's the problem? Now you cater to men that date transgender girls correct?" The big blonde smiled at the black man.

"That's right." Chester was at a loss for words. Was this woman actually coming on to him?

"So what can you tell me about what you've learned about Cameron Sedgewick." Corinna took a sip and the put her glass down on the coffee table.

"Well just that I've got proof that Sedgewick never worked for me. I have a witness that worked with him and may know who his pimp was. I think you'll make a lot more progress talking to that person." Chester reported.

"So who is your witness?" Corinna took a half step towards Chester and looked a bit anxious.

"Oh she's . . ." Chester stopped there. "You know I hope you're not offended but I want to tell that information to Detective Briski first. He's been on this case."

"Well Chester let me assure you that I'm on the same team as Detective Briski. What you tell me will be told to him." Corinna's voice was soft and reassuring.

"Look why don't I call Briski and talk to him. I'm sure it'll be fine." Chester said.

"Detective Briski isn't available. That's why I'm here tonight. You can tell Briski tomorrow if you like, first thing in the morning." Corinna gave Chester a full smile which hid her mounting frustration at not getting the witnesses name.

"I promise. I wouldn't want to upset such a beautiful DA any more than I already have." Chester decided to act on the sexy woman's seemingly more that friendly attitude both to defuse the situation and hopefully to add yet another sweet piece of white ass to his trophy case.

Corinna seemed to take the bait. She reached out and gently touched Chester's bathrobe. "What is this bathrobe made out of? Silk? It looks so comfortable."

"Yes it is. Quite frankly I was going to compliment you on what you were wearing. If I knew there were women in your profession dressing this way I'd start breaking the law every day." Chester started pushing hard. He had decided that if he didn't get to fuck this woman he'd be very disappointed.

"Oh this, well I was on my way to go on a date but that can wait now." Corinna was right in front of the black man now.

"Oh really? Do you have more questions for me?" Chester Bain couldn't believe his luck. He was actually going to fuck this gorgeous lawyer.

"Well I have one more. Is it true what they say about you black boys and . . . well, size?" Corinna gently pulled open Chester's robe.

Blood was rushing into Chester's penis causing it to quickly engorge. He actually did have a nice sized organ that was just shy of eight inches in length and very thick. Corinna smiled and reached down and wrapped a hand around the solid flesh. She jerked it a few times hardening it to full erection as Chester moaned helplessly in front of her.

"I hope I've proved the myth true." Chester gasped as he let his robe drop to the floor. He was now naked in front of the blonde amazon.

"Oh you most certainly have! This is a beautiful penis! Does this feel good?" Corinna exclaimed.

"My God! It's wonderful!" Chester howled.

Corinna spit on her hand and then grabbed Bain again and continued to manipulate him. The wet hand lubricated the erection and allowed Corinna to jerk the thick penis harder. With her free hand she tweaked one of Chester's nipples. He was hers now and she knew it. She lifted her dress over her hips. Chester saw that she wasn't wearing panties and that the big blonde had the largest female genitals he'd ever seen.

"Just stay right there." Corinna said softly.

The amazon spread her legs and pointed the glistening black erection at her opening. Then she placed her legs on either side of Chester and allowed him inside her. He could feel the soft wetness of the white woman and it was heavenly. He gently pushed upwards and impaled Corinna to the hilt.

"Oh God baby we have to go slow. You're the biggest thing I've ever had." Corinna lied. 

"You'll be ruined when we're done here and you're little white boyfriend will be no good to you anymore." Chester bragged as he slowly moved in and out of the big blonde.

"He'll be good for eating out creampie." Corinna smiled as she leaned down and kissed the black man. "Now you do want to tell me who told you about Tammy's pimp, don't you?"

Chester looked up into Corinna's eyes and gasped. For the first time he saw that they were shaped like almonds. How could he have been so stupid? He tried to push away but it was too late. The athletic blonde jumped into the air and wrapped her legs around the black man's torso. Chester's first thought was to push himself from between the muscular thighs but Corinna Everlund was heavy and she had attached herself securely to him. Additionally she had begun to squeeze her legs applying pressure to Chester's midsection. 

As he struggled mightily against her he missed the big blonde pulling the gold banding off her neck. What Corinna was actually doing was pulling a long pliable band that had been wrapped around her neck several times. She moved quickly wrapping it around the black man's neck. It was done expertly and in an instant. Corinna flexed her arms outward tightening the garrote around the black man immediately cutting off his air. 

Chester fought back by trying to grab the wire out of his attacker's hands but he found that she had too good a grip on it and her arms were at least as strong as his. He tried to punch Corinna and he landed a couple to her neck but his arms were already shaking and his strength was rapidly waning. Chester Bain was actually suffering a fate somewhat similar to a prey being crushed by a large constricting snake. Her legs had compressed his torso to the point that he couldn't take a breath and even if he could the wire was actually cutting into the black man's neck now. Corinna was growling loudly from the massive expenditure of energy. Still she knew the end was near. 

Chester tried to twist his torso, one last effort to avoid his fast approaching fate. He heard the snap but he was so far gone, he didn't feel the pain of the breaking a rib. He tried to separate her legs but his strength was gone. Instead of fighting her, Chester's hands were simply resting on Corinna's flexing thighs. To the big blonde they felt like a gentle caress. The realization finally hit Chester Bain, he was going to die at the hands of this female assassin. He began shaking his head back and forth. He had been reduced to a desperate plea for mercy from his killer. Suddenly there was a tingling in his ears and his chest began flexing in and out involuntarily as his brain lacking oxygen for so long told his lungs to suck in air even if it was an impossible task.

"Shhh! Relax Chester. Just let me have you. That's it just submit baby. I've got you now." Corinna said softly into the black man's face as she felt the last vestiges of his being fade away. Suddenly the muscular blonde felt her own body quiver with excitement. It travelled through her and then overloaded deep inside her loins causing a familiar and powerful explosion where fluid flowed out of her and coated her prey's genitals and her own thighs. The excitement of killing Chester Bain while his penis was inside her had caused Corinna Everlund to orgasm uncontrollably.

Chester Bain's legs gave out and the big blonde followed him down to the floor. She released her legs from his torso but kept the garrote tight and her naked body on top of his in case he had anything left in him. Chester's penis had fallen out of Corinna and had softened. She felt the warm liquid drain out of it and all over her thighs. It wasn't cum. Instead the black man's bladder had released urine. Corinne knew that the failure of Chester's bodily functions signaled his demise but she stayed on top of him for another full minute just to make sure.

Corinna peeled the gold band from the deep groove that had been carved into Chester's neck. She rolled it up and put the bloody murder weapon into her purse. Then she began cleaning up the horrific crime scene she had created. First Corinna grabbed a dish towel from the kitchen and after wetting it wiped Chester's piss off her legs. Then she went back to her purse and pulled out a small bottle of solution, doused another towel with it and began to clean the black man's body. She poured more liquid from the bottle over his genitals so that any of her fluids left behind would be too contaminated to identify. Finally she wiped any fingerprints off the few things she had touched which included the drinking glass. She would discreetly do the same thing to anything else she had touched on the way up to the apartment.

Corinna walked back to the kitchen one more time to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. The statuesque blonde couldn't help checking herself out in a large wall mirror. First she wanted to make sure that nothing incriminating was still on her. She was naked except for her high heels. She smiled at her reflection. Her body was as close to perfection as it got. And this perfect body had vanquished another man. The fact that he was a black man and a pimp made the kill that much more sweet. She had literally orgasmed watching the life slip out of Chester Bain. It had been her third kill. The others had been sexually humiliated before they died which was thrilling to the big blonde but this one had been the best to date. Corinna caught herself as she began thinking of these conquests, the man who had been foolish enough to try and physically abuse her years before and that faggot who despite being dead for quite a while just didn't seem to want to go away. He would have been long gone except that Chuck had felt he needed to put a bullet in the kid's head. While they had been enjoyable they would never replace the one man she really wanted to end, end in a way that had gone through her mind a million times in thousands of different ways. Still, killing these men was a pleasure and until the day when she would be able to get that one man, these others would have to do for the full blown sociopath.

29

The heat hit the women as soon as the stepped from the door. They had changed into their cocktail party gear on the plane. Amy had slipped into a silver dress. It was very short and in her high heels Amy's legs were certainly on display. As she walked behind her to get out of the plane Lis noticed that they were as muscular as hers. She was wearing a summer cocktail dress decorated in a black and white design. The warm sun was welcome relief from the cold weather up north even if it was beginning to set low in the west. A driver was waiting to take them to Robert's home which was located along the beach in the Parish of St. Elizabeth. The parish was one of the bigger ones on the island and ironically was known for the many different ethnic groups that could be found there. In fact many Irish, Scottish and Germans settled in this part of the island in the 19th century and accounted for the racial mixtures that made up a big part of this section of Jamaica.

Robert's property was right on the water and had a private beach. Yet the beach was rarely used as the modern home was located about a half mile from the water and it had an enormous pool right off the living room. As the car made its way up the long driveway Lis took note of the lush growth of trees and brush. If you weren't on a road around here you were most probably in trouble. The home, a garage and a good sized guest house came into view as the driveway banked left. Lis guessed that the main building was at least 7500 square feet and the garage looked as if it would hold about 8 autos. This was a very serious estate.




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The car pulled up to the front of the house which framed a double door entrance. Amy was so enthralled with the scenery she got out of the car before the driver could open the door for her. Lis followed with a bit more reserve but was impressed just the same. The trees seemed to have been landscaped to perfection and the main house made of stone and dark wood was gorgeous. As the driver unloaded the luggage from the trunk and the girls were looking around the front door opened and Robert stepped out.

"Good afternoon ladies!" Robert greeted the women and then stepped over to Lis.

"Hello Robert! This is beautiful!" She gushed as she kissed and hugged the black man. "This is my friend Amy. Amy, I'd like you to meet Robert."

"I am so happy you could make it down here. Please know that my house and all that comes with it is at your disposal." Robert stated as he took Amy's hand.

"I've heard so many good things about you Robert. It's wonderful to finally meet you and this property is spectacular." Amy returned.

"Why don't the two of you come inside and I'll show you my home. We have a little time before the cocktail party." Robert held the door open for his guests.

They entered the foyer and were introduced to Jamaican opulence. The main room upstairs was in effect a large living room, dining area and a huge kitchen. A set of sliding doors off the living room opened up to a deck that overlooked a pool and patio. Robert took Lis and Amy on a tour showing them the master bedroom which Lis estimated had to be over 700 square feet. Then there was a hallway which led to three more large bedrooms and an office at the end of the hall which overlooked a hilly expanse that led to the ocean. There was a basement floor which was how you accessed the patio and pool. This level was also home to Robert's man Friday, Paz. 

Amy was invited to put her bags down in the bedroom of her choice while Lis instinctively put hers down in the master bedroom. The girls freshened up in their respective rooms and then met back in the living room. There Robert handed each of them a rum drink and they settled down and began talking. Amy had discovered that the situation was even better than she had first predicted so her mood had brightened considerably. Lis listened as her partner told Robert some very amusing stories about her life in Georgia and her experiences since moving to the city. The stories were interesting and funny and Amy loosened up to the point that Lis was relieved that it didn't look as if she would have to babysit the novice prostitute. Amy seemed more than willing to be turned out.

As the three talked Paz came up from the ground floor to introduce himself. He was an extremely tall black man with a lanky build. As he walked to them Lis saw his bright smile and boyish good looks. He couldn't have been more than 20 yrs old or so. Lis also saw the same self assured confidence that she noticed in both Robert and Trevor. It was a personality that must have been common amongst the privileged in the islands and it must have had a lot to do with their desire to be with only the sexiest white women.

"So Robert tells me you have a very bright future with his company are you enjoying your time there?" Lis asked the tall black boy.

"It is the opportunity of a lifetime. I have one more year at university and I hope that Robert sees fit to hire me full time." Paz replied as he looked over Lis and then Amy as if he couldn't make up his mind which one to fuck first.

"Well I know Robert is fair. I'm sure you'll be with his company for years to come." Lis gave her client a presumptive look and then smiled.

I think that Lis is a good judge of character, so far my young man, so far." Robert smiled at the two of them. He didn't mind being put into a corner especially by Lis.

Just as Robert was about to offer his guests a second drink Trevor poked his head through the front door. Like Robert he was dressed in some very expensive casual clothes. He walked in and gave Lis a kiss and said hello to Robert and Paz. When he saw the girl that X had for him it looked like he wanted to call X right then and there and tell him what a wonderful man he thought he was for delivering perfection. Amy looked gorgeous in her barely there cocktail dress. 

"It's such a pleasure to meet you. My name is Trevor and might I say that you look absolutely wonderful in that dress my dear." Trevor immediately poured on the charm.

"I'm Amy, thanks." The blonde almost curtsied she was so taken by Trevor and his good looks.

"Have you ever been to our island?" Trevor got right into the small talk.

"No, I've been to Bermuda once." Amy replied with a dazzling smile.

"Oh that's a wonderful island but we have so much more here in Jamaica." The handsome black man informed his white date.

"Why don't we let our women in on the chamber of commerce tour on the way to the party Trevor." Robert had become anxious watching his friend seduce X's newest whore and everyone got a chuckle out of the way he put his request.

"Of course Robert let us depart." Trevor put an arm around each woman and led them to the door while Robert gave some instructions to Paz.

"Paz isn't coming along?" Amy asked as they made their way down the walk to the car.

"He has some paperwork to do for me. Unfortunately long hours are part of interning at my company, especially if you are my assistant." Robert explained with a smile.

They climbed into the car with Lis and Amy sandwiching Trevor in the backseat while Robert took the front passenger seat. The driver steered the auto down the long driveway and then down a road that ran along the ocean. The women couldn't take their eyes off the beautiful beach as the sun set. The party was at a private beach club located about ten minutes from Robert's home. In that time Trevor had already gotten his hand between Amy's thighs and was basically using her legs as a hand warmer. The three of them giggled in the back seat while Robert looked on with a smile from the front.

The party was crowded with over 100 people in attendance. The club was a spacious building that was painted a pretty blue. While it was fairly large there didn't seem to be much to the interior. There was a large room where the party was being held, a grill room that contained a bar and about a dozen tables with chairs around them and what seemed to be some offices upstairs. Across a wide walkway from the building were a series of cabanas that backed up to the beach and the loud rhythm of the surf crashing in the background of the dark night. All in all it was a simple facility that just happened to be located on some of the most dazzling property in the world.

The two couples stepped into the building where the party was being held. The event was a fundraiser for a local charity and it was an annual event. There was a three man band playing island music in the corner and young white girls out serving hors d'oeuvres on trays. Although she had long since gotten used to being in public with a black man Lis was surprised to see that there were quite a few interracial couples at the party and that they were all black men with white women. In fact there were no white men present. 

Lis mingled with Robert through the crowd. She found that her man was a very important person in his upper class Jamaican neighborhood. She noticed that a large wood plaque on one of the walls listed Robert as president of the club and the adjacent golf club which was a large building that loomed in the darkness just up the hill from the beach. Lis noticed that Amy was getting along with Trevor's friends which put her mind at ease as she had been assigned the job of a sort of nanny to the pretty blonde. As long as Amy's personality was stable Lis' life was going to be that much easier while in Jamaica. 

Towards the end of the night Lis took a break from Robert and his friends and wandered outside to look at the ocean. The waves were large and were crashing against the beach in front of her as she leaned against a railing on a large deck outside the club and watched the ocean. She was thinking of life back home. It had gotten so out of control. Her work at the law firm had suffered. Not so that anyone had noticed yet but that would happen soon. The competition amongst the lawyers was, at times, brutal and you had to be bringing you're A game every day to stay ahead at Collins, Kelly & Witt. Lis was excused from this performance level for the time being as she helped some of the newer associates get up to speed at the firm. It was a chore that many of the more experienced associates had done prior to being asked to become a partner at the firm so this was a good thing. Yet it was expected that the gorgeous blonde attorney would soon return to the form that had gotten her so quickly to the top of the food chain at the law firm. The problem was that Lis was having doubts as to whether she would be able to do it. It wasn't an unusual thought, everyone had occasional droughts in confidence, but for Lis there was something else. She was regularly wondering if she could just walk away from being a paid whore. The investigation into Cameron Sedgwick's murder was going to come to a head very soon. Lis had once relished the day she could walk away from it all, now it scared her.

Just as she was about to go back into the party and find Robert, Lis sensed someone coming up from behind her. "Well hello. Enjoying our little neighborhood get together?"

"Very much so." Lis turned and smiled at Catherine Beauville. "It's very nice to see you again Mrs. Beauville."

"Oh goodness please, its Catherine. I feel old enough as it is." The tall blonde smiled at Lis.

"Okay. Catherine, how are you doing tonight?" Lis smiled back wondering how anyone so beautiful could feel old. 

"I'm fine. You know I didn't know if I'd see you again after the party at the embassy. Robert has taken a liking to you." Catherine smiled knowingly.

"I like him too. He's a wonderful man." Lis returned.

"Was he your first?" Catherine smiled at Lis.

"My first? I don't really look that young do I?" Lis' remark caused both women to break out in giggles.

"Oh I shouldn't be so rude. I should tell you about mine, Dwayne Hairstan. I was seventeen and I was with a very nice and handsome white boy by the name of James Roger. He was a tennis player with a big future. Our friends and families were very excited about the wonderful pairing but what no one knew was that I had gotten a taste of Dwayne. And I liked Dwayne's flavor very much. Everyone's biggest misconception is that almost all white women are repulsed by black boys. What they don't understand is that handsome is handsome in any color and Dwayne was gorgeous and a bad boy as well." Both women laughed.

"So what happened between you and Dwayne?" Now knowing what Catherine meant by her first Lis was very curious.

"Well I'll have you know that prejudice against interracial couples is fairly intense in my neighborhood deep down in Texas and they're especially hateful if a girl's pretty and blonde. So no one ever saw this girl holding hands with Dwayne Hairstan. But late at night, when no one was looking I let that beautiful black boy bang me all night long and four times on Thursday. " Catherine smiled and glanced sideways at Lis.

"So no one found out?" Lis inquired.

"It was our secret. I kept dating white boys but I always snuck back to the wrong side of town so to speak. Then when I was school I slept with a black man. He was about ten years older than me and my God did he know what he was doing. After that it was all over. I met Henri about 12 years ago and I've been with him ever since." Catherine finished.

"You're a lawyer. So am I." Lis said.

"Really? I was the youngest person ever to be elected judge in my state. Still I moved on. I had too if you know what I mean. Do you still practice?" Catherine asked.

"Yes I do. It's how I met my first as you put it. Now he's . . . " Lis stopped before she let it out.

"You're pimp?" Catherine finished it for her.

"Yes" Lis admitted with a disappointed look.

"Don't worry about your situation Lis. Someone as smart and as beautiful as you could change your situation anytime you wanted too. My guess is you enjoy Robert and probably the men you sleep with which is why your current choice for a second career hasn't changed." Catherine said with a knowing look.

"You're right. I could walk away anytime I want. I'm into the thrill of all the different men, all the different black men." Lis admitted to Catherine.

"Every woman fantasizes about the very thing you are doing tonight. Being jetted off to an exotic island by a wealthy man and then having to perform for him and perform well. You have nothing to be ashamed of. In fact I'm you're specializing so to speak. I've made it clear that I think black men are wonderful lovers." Catherine told Lis and then looked behind her. "Oh by the way, there's your competition right over there." 

Lis turned and saw a young blonde haired woman standing with three black men. "She's very pretty."

"Not as pretty as you or your friend. A bit too masculine around the face but it's obvious that the two of you belong to a couple of very serious gyms. Her name is Suzann. Suzann Patterson I believe. She's Norwegian." Catherine described the blonde in the red dress as they watched her work the three men.

"Someone like her must do very well down here if she's willing to date black men." Lis stated.

"She's a visitor just like you. I can't remember if she's from Washington DC or Florida. From what I gather from the local grapevine she's good though. I suspect she'll handle all three of those studs with ease tonight." Catherine commented.

"She must be very good and very experienced at handling men." Lis replied while making a significant mental note.

"Oh I'm certain of that as I am of your skills in your chosen profession. Here comes your man, Robert." Catherine said as she spotted Robert walking towards them.

"Why hello Catherine. Enjoying the evening air?" Robert asked as he walked up to the women and put his arm around Lis.

"Yes, and Lis as well. She's wonderful. Well I have to round up my own man and head for home." Catherine smiled at the couple and turned to find her husband.

"You know that's not a bad Idea. Unless you have something else planned." Lis smiled down at Robert.

"Oh I'm definitely planning on taking you home as soon as possible." Robert said with a lascivious grin.

"Good because I'm hungry for that cock of yours." Lis whispered into Robert's ear.

Lis had gotten quite horny interestingly enough checking out the sexy Norwegian as she played with the three black men. Lis thought the blonde's body was stunning and her legs were as toned as her own. As she and Robert walked by her Lis couldn't resist quickly introducing herself to the young call girl.

Lis followed Robert over to Trevor and Amy who were involved in a conversation with another couple. They joined the group and ordered one more drink. Lis was relieved to see that Amy was handling everything so well. She concluded that the newest addition to X's stable had accepted her fate and would perform as ordered.

The foursome finished their drinks and conversation and said good bye to Trevor's friends and headed towards the exit. Lis and Amy were waiting for the car to arrive when Suzann walked up beside them.

"Nice evening. I love this cool breeze." Lis broke the ice.

"The nights are always wonderful down here in the winter. Where are you from?" The Norwegian inquired.

"Up north, the city. And you?" Lis answered.

"Orlando. I'm a sucker for warm weather and golf." Suzann replied.

"Your accent says otherwise. Norway right?" Lis used what Catherine had told her earlier.

"Yes, that's very good. So where are your men?" Suzann continued the small talk. 

"They are out in the parking lot chasing down their driver and no doubt plotting some sort of fun for the rest of the evening. You've drawn quite a little crowd, your own bachelor's party." Lis took in the group of men standing off to the side joking with each other.

"You know, it's a living. I'm sure you've been there. I can handle them. Besides only three are mine and I've worn them down a bit already if you know what I mean. Those cabanas are great for what we do and no one bothers you at night." Suzann said as she looked over the group of blazer clad men with Lis.

Seriously outnumbered, yea I know what that's all about." Lis replied as she suddenly recalled the feeling of having three huge black penises fill her orifices. "Good luck and have fun tonight."

"Same to you. By the way if you're ever in Florida look me up. I'll teach you how to golf." Suzann handed Lis a business card.

Lis took the card. It had her name on it, a phone number and nothing else. Lis was excited that the blonde had made a move because if she hadn't Lis certainly would have. The Norwegian whore was just too good to pass up both as a possible sleep mate and as a possible networking connection in the adult sex industry. 

Lis climbed into the backseat of the car and right onto Robert's lap who had squeezed into the seat with Amy and Trevor. She squealed as the black man grabbed her ass. They made the quick trip back to the house, unloaded and went inside.

Someone must have called ahead because Paz had popped a bottle of champagne and had begun pouring. Everyone was a bit tipsy from the party so it wasn't hard to convince them to have a little bubbly. They all took glasses and toasted what hopefully would be a sex filled weekend.

"Whoever was the sexiest woman on this island she dropped to number three the minute Miss Lis and Miss Amy arrived." Paz gushed as he refilled glasses.

"Well put young man, well put." Trevor added as he invited the young black man to stand next to Amy. It was obvious that Paz was going to be invited to participate in whatever orgy was about to take place.

"Beautiful and so sexy." Robert exclaimed as he stepped up and kissed Lis full on the lips.

Trevor led Amy to one of the couches and sat with her. Paz went back to the kitchen and opened another bottle of champagne. He quickly returned and placed the bottle on the coffee table and folded his tall lanky frame on the other side of Amy on the couch. Meanwhile Robert slowly led Lis to a spot in front of the three.

"Like you said Paz, this is what a woman is supposed to look like. Long blonde hair with German features, a wonderfully toned body and long legs that show the muscular strength of her bloodlines. Yet despite their strength many white women have chosen to bend to the will of the black man. It is a wonderful time to be a powerful black man as the most beautiful white women are discovering that we are superior lovers and not only are they taking advantage of this they are so eager to take a submissive role. A role they have abandoned with white men. Paz, do you know that these two gorgeous white women have made themselves exclusive to black men? And they are far from the only ones." Robert explained.

"I'm looking forward to getting out in the world and finding this out for myself." The young black student grinned as he ran a hand along Amy's thigh.

"Until that time maybe you would like to see how a truly submissive white woman performs." Robert smiled down at the three and then turned to Lis and said "Young lady I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock in front of my guests."

Lis knew Robert wasn't joking. She had gotten to know the man quite well over the past several months. In public he was the perfect gentleman and in private, once the bedroom doors closed, Robert was a very dominant man. The same man she had met that first night at the embassy party. He would never hurt a woman but Lis knew from firsthand experience that the dark skinned Jamaican demanded that he be able to top a woman with extreme authority. With that in mind Lis had little choice. He had paid a king's ransom for her services. She dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.




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The dark colored member sprang out still somewhat soft. Lis stroked it once and then began licking it. It hardened a little and then Lis took it into her mouth. As she began working on the black penis she was very aware that the only noise in the room was the sloshing sound of the hardening member spearing through her saliva. The other three people in the room were fascinated with what was happening in front of them.

Suddenly Amy let out. "Jesus that's one thick ass dick!"

Robert's penis had ballooned to its mini football shaped size. Lis let her own oddly sized appendage, her tongue, snake out along the underside of the onyx hardness. Not only was the small audience enthralled with the sex act they were more interested in watching Robert back up his words. It wasn't just a drunken speech shouted out as a useless boast. They knew that Lis was a well educated and beautiful woman that carried herself with a very friendly yet assertive personality. Everyone at the beach party wanted to know who she was and any man would do anything to be with her. Yet here she was on her knees following the orders of this smallish black man like a trained seal. 

Lis felt the pressure on the back of her head. Robert's hand was urging her on and Lis responded. She relaxed her throat and began taking the thickest section of Robert's manhood into her wide open mouth. It was really an extraordinary example of dominance. The gorgeous blonde was on her knees, tears streaming down her beautiful face as every muscle in her body worked to pleasure the black man.

Lis had performed this type of blow job many times and not just for Robert. All of her well endowed clients benefited from the fact that she could take an amazing amount of flesh down her throat due to natural ability and now extensive practice. Still Robert was more than eight inches around and his thick prong was Lis' greatest challenge. Yet all three spectators cheered as the servile blonde's lips wrapped around the base of Robert's erection.

"God she did it! My girl's got talent!" Amy exclaimed as she let Paz and Trevor begin a tandem exploration of her body. 

"She's extraordinary Robert. You have trained her so well. That fat dick of yours has met its match." Trevor laughed heartily. 

Paz didn't join the conversation. He was busy moving his hand up and down Amy's bare thigh. He didn't care that he was the low man on the totem pole, watching Lis suck off his boss had made the young man uncontrollably excited and Amy was a very attractive target. Amy didn't protest the advances. She was truly impressed with Lis' prowess and just as excited as Paz watching the act of obedience. Meanwhile Lis was oblivious to what was happening on the couch next to her. She was sliding Robert in and out of her mouth applying a heavy coat of saliva to the thick cock.

Lis felt a pull on the hand she had placed on Robert's thigh. "Come my dear. You have done your part in making my point with your oral skills. It's time to go to the bedroom."

Lis stood and Robert kissed her, their tongues sliding in and out of each other's mouths. Lis looked over at Amy as she followed Robert to his room. Amy's eyes were closed and her dress had been lowered exposing a pair of perfect breasts. Paz was sucking on one of the nipples and Trevor was standing and getting out of his clothes. Lis' partner was about to get a proper welcome to Jamaica and the role of being a high priced whore by two very handsome and capable black men. In a way Lis envied her. She had become intrigued by Robert's protégé, Paz, who stood a foot taller than his boss.

Once inside the bedroom Lis threw her naked body on top of Robert's on the large bed. They began kissing and then Robert rolled Lis off of him and he got on top of her. He started kissing her again and moved his lips to her neck as Lis moaned her approval.

"I'm so sorry I made you submit in front of them. I became carried away with the excitement of finally having you down here." Robert breathed into her ear.

"Oh Robert you know I love being treated that way." Lis gushed back as she held the black man in her arms.

"Tonight though I only want to make love to you. No role play." The black man informed his beautiful white lover just before he took one of her nipples into her mouth. 

"Just get that big black cock inside me before I explode! I've missed this so much!" The statuesque blonde admitted and then she closed her eyes and let the black man have his way with her.

Lis was just beginning to doze off after Robert had finished with her as the high pitched sighs drifting into the room jolted her back to full consciousness. It was Amy and it sounded as if the black men were still going at her. Lis became curious and slowly disentangled herself from Robert, who was fast asleep. She slipped out of the bed and immediately felt the wetness between her legs. Her excitement always flowed when she was with Robert and although there was no real role play tonight was not any different. The black man must have been pent up as he had dropped a huge load in her and now the confluence of fluid was running down her inner thighs. Lis smiled at the achievement and then went to the bathroom and wiped herself with a towel.

It was pitch black in the living room and Lis could barely see as she slowly made her way to the couches. She saw Amy's high heels first, their silver finish reflected what little light there was in the room. Then she saw that Amy was still wearing them. The three of them were in a heaving pile on the largest couch. Trevor was in a seated position on the bottom and Amy was lying on top of him facing away from him with his hard penis firmly planted inside her ass. Amy's and Trevor's legs were positioned off the couch as if they were just sitting on it with Trevor's straddled outside of hers. Meanwhile Paz was standing over both of them. His ebony manhood was moving in and out of her vagina while his long muscular legs straddled both bodies at the hips. Lis could see the young man's perfectly round buttocks moving in and out of Amy as she approached them. From her angle it looked as if her fellow whore was actually being eaten alive by some sort of black monster. Amy's muscular legs were surrounded by the ebony colored muscle and flesh of the two black men. They were flexing and moving in time to each thrust at her body. Lis walked around to the side still naked herself. She got a look at Amy's face in the darkness and saw that she was in utter bliss. It was obvious as she watched her sucking on one of Paz' nipples above her that she wasn't being forced into anything. She went back to the bedroom and slept in Robert's arms.

30

The apartment was still neat. To Briski it seemed that the struggle had been brief and contained to a small area right next to the couch and coffee table. Still the battle had been brutal and the loser, Chester Bain, was lying naked in front of him on the carpet. Investigators were going over Bain's body with a fine toothcomb. For a while it looked like a NASCAR pit crew readying a driver for the race, yet Chester would not being climbing behind the wheel of anything. He was headed down to the medical examiner's office to be fitted for a toe tag.

"Find anything good Harrington?" Briski asked one of the younger men working on Chester Bain's body for clues.

"Just the usual excitement when one has to go over a naked man's body in intimated detail." Harrington, an assistant medical examiner looked up at Briski.

"Hey, you're the one who dropped out of med school and disappointed your mother." Briski never let a crack go unanswered.

"Briski that was your Jewish mother, mine's Irish and she thinks I'm a God working in this wonderful metropolis' police department." Harrington was up to the detective's level when it came to being a wiseass. "Actually we found him covered in the same solution that your other murder victim had all over him . . . or her." 

"Same way as Sedgewick." Cujo said as he walked up behind Briski with Captain Leroy Parker the head of the Vice Squad. When a player as significant as Chester Bain was murdered he got involved. 

"Well there's no bullet to the head but yea, he's been strangled and then there's that compression to the torso. He even had the same rib broken as the tranny. Tells me one thing." Larry finished.

"Same killer, maybe a serial killer?" Cujo estimated.

"We do have to let the Lieutenant know about that but more importantly when we talked to Bain we were close and what he was going to tell us was going to get us that much closer. Let's look around." The seasoned detective said as he walked towards the large bedroom in a vain attempt to find Chester Bain's killer.

"Look guys, you're the pros at this but I'd like to be kept in the loop. If only to help you guys with background on this guy and what we know about his life." Parker jumped in.

"Fine with us Cap, we could use all the help we can get our hands on at this point. This is the second time we've seen this type of job and we are putting the two murders together at this point. You know a Tranny named Cameron Sedgewick?" Briski asked parker, a man he respected and had worked with for years.

"No, actually. I'll check what we've got but that one ran under our radar I'm sure." The black Captain responded.

"Well that sounds like par for the course so far." Briski grinned at Cujo and Parker knowing that they had a tough hill to climb.

31

Lis awoke early. She grabbed a robe that was hanging on the bathroom door and opened the bedroom door and went to the kitchen. As she made her way through the living room she picked up Amy's dress which was lying on the floor. She laid it out neatly on the couch and did the same with the men's clothing. Then she went to the kitchen and opened the large refrigerator. She found a pitcher of fresh squeezed orange juice. She poured a glass and took a healthy gulp and then refilled her glass. She walked to the kitchen window and looked out at the vast expanse of forest and the ocean about a quarter mile beyond. It was truly paradise. She turned and checked out Robert's kitchen. She figured the dishwasher may have been the only appliance retailing for less than $5000. It was all state of the art and commercial grade equipment. This was her first trip to Robert's and she was already missing not being able to visit again when the Sedgewick murder was taken care of up north. Or would she miss it? Would she actually stop selling her body once the only reason she had continued was over and done with?

Her thoughts were broken when Robert emerged from the bedroom wearing his running gear. He smiled from across the expanse of his living room. "Ready for a little run?"

"A run huh? Sure I'm game." Lis said as she walked by him and into the bedroom.

She emerged not 5 minutes later in a pair of red nylon running shorts and a white tee shirt. Although Lis body would look extraordinary in some of the sexier outfits available she was more comfortable in simpler clothing for a workout. As they stretched in the living room both could tell by the condition of their running shoes and the way that they prepared that they were experienced runners.

"It will be interesting to see if those beautiful legs of yours are for real of just for show." The black man goaded Lis.

"I wouldn't get too cocky. I'll keep up." Lis replied confidently as she followed him out the door.

They started out at a rather slow pace. Lis was beginning to think that she was going to have to babysit Robert by trotting beside the older black man when suddenly he picked up the pace. They went a few hundred yards further and then the blonde pushed harder. She was working at her peak stride where she felt most comfortable. Meanwhile Robert was keeping up but his stride was more labored than Lis'. She was obviously faster than her black lover. Still despite having proven to Robert that her legs were good for more than just wrapping herself around him she had a muscular build and was good for about five miles at this pace and no more. She could see Robert with his slim build doing this run at a slightly slower pace and going forever.

After a couple more miles Lis thought she had overestimated the black man's running prowess when he slowed to a walk. She turned and looked back and noticed Robert had stopped at a driveway that looked as exclusive as his own. It led up to a large older white house with royal blue shutters.

"Why don't we stop and see my friend Carl." Robert said.

"Carl? You mean the man who used to travel to the city with you?" Lis' heart suddenly fluttered.

"Lis my dear, you've asked so many questions. I figured you should find out from the man who knows best." Robert told Lis.

"Robert, I have to tell you what I'm doing isn't exactly safe. I don't want to involve innocent people." Lis explained.

"We fear very little from people outside this island. It may look like a large island but we are a tight knit and very powerful community. We are safe down here and so are you. It is something that you should think about for your own future." Robert laid out a not so subtle hint. "Let's go find out what Carl knows about your murdered friend."

They trotted up the driveway and walked to the backyard. They found Carl seated in a lounge chair reading the paper. Lis noticed that despite the warm air Carl was wearing sweat pants and a heavy shirt. As they approached she could see how frail he was.

"Carl! How is my good friend?" Robert bellowed.

"Ah better than yesterday! This chemotherapy is truly a handful." Carl answered and he held out his hand for Robert to shake.

"I'd like you to meet my friend, Lis." Robert presented Lis to his friend.

"My lady I hope you'll forgive me for not standing. It seems I've come down with a rather bothersome case of cancer." The black man explained as he held out his hand rather effeminately for Lis.

"I'm so sorry. How are you doing?" Lis inquired as she took Carl's hand and then sat in a chair next to the lounging black man.

"Ah! I've lived a good life, no regrets. You know all that stuff but fortunately my doctors have said that things look good, a very treatable form of leukemia, but thank you for your concern. Now Robert has told me you have some questions regarding my poor friend Tammy. How can I help?" Carl finished.

"I don't really know why but ever since I stumbled into a major clue to finding Tammy's killer and the incredible thing is that I think the guy who gave me that clue had something to do with killing the boy." Lis started.

"Just like that he told you about Tammy?" Carl inquired.

No actually, he was telling me about his profession. He was a client and he was bragging in a way. Telling me how misunderstood the profession was but he told me about Tammy. He told me he had heard about where the body was buried." Lis explained.

"And you decided to tell the police despite the attorney client privilege standards in your country?" Carl asked.

"Yes" Lis replied wondering why it was her who was answering all the questions.

"And now you are in his stable as well." Robert interjected.

Lis looked at Robert and nodded. She saw what they were getting at and smiled. "So he played me. He wanted to turn me out from the beginning."

"You're a smart lawyer but a young woman. A young woman who grew up on a country club tennis court and not the streets, it's a kind of intelligence that you were very unaccustomed too." Carl smiled. 

"Actually it was an equestrian course." Lis felt like shit. X had meant for her to tell the police and then use it as leverage to get her to spread her legs for some of his darker skinned clients. 

"Add to that, he wanted to make the murder go away. As long as the body was missing the murder would never go completely away. With Tammy found the parents could bury their child and move on. Witnesses get old, clues disappear and the case goes to the back of the file cabinet. Carl, I know a little about this man. He is street smart. So are the three or four men that work for him. They are quite capable of killing a young call girl." Robert surmised.

"X killed two birds with one stone. He decided to get the matter of his girl's murder over with and use it to get me at the same time." Lis concluded.

"What? Oh no Tammy was a boy. You know that Robert. And his pimp was a woman." Carl seemed to come out of a daze to speak.

"A woman? Tammy . . . Cameron Sedgewick worked for a woman? Lis was shocked. 

"I always made arrangements with her. She even came along once with Tammy. She took him right in front of me. She was a masterful dominatrix and then they both . . . well let's just say I am a gentleman and won't go any further with what happened when they let me join in." Carl said.

"Who was the woman?" Lis asked with a certain desperation as she saw Carl visibly tiring.

"Oh I didn't really know much about her. Believe it or not I never knew her name. She had a superb body and dark almond eyes." Carl said as a servant came with a wheel chair and helped the elder black man into it.

"We should go." Robert stood signaling that the interview was over.

"There's nothing else you can tell me?" Lis wanted more but Carl was already being pushed away.

As they watched him go Lis almost went after him. She wanted to ask some more questions. She knew there was more. They turned to leave when Carl called out. It was a combination of weakness and feminine.

"Legs! That's what she had me call her, Legs! Oh, and Robert why don't you use my phone." Carl called out.

"Why do I need a phone?" Robert walked after his friend.

"Because there's no way an old man like you is going to keep up with such a fine young athlete all the way back to your house so just call your car from here." Carl was laughing heartily.

Robert joined in on the joke. He laughed at Carl's jab at him. When he caught up with Carl he took over pushing his chair. One could tell that the two were good friends. They probably depended on each other through thick and thin. Unfortunately Lis didn't see it. She had stopped in her tracks. Something had hit her like a two by four across the face.

They went out to an early lunch after leaving Carl's. Robert asked what Lis was thinking about at least twice. She was preoccupied. Still she had a good time with Robert. He was intelligent and worldly. She always learned something when she listened to him.

After they returned to the house Lis told Robert she was tired and wanted to take a nap. She took a quick walk to the deck overlooking the pool. She saw Amy lying on a lounge chair by the pool. She was sunning herself naked. The blonde saw Lis and waved up to her. The call girl lifestyle was obviously agreeing with former Georgia beauty queen.

"Oh by the way that's the de riguer uniform for the women in this house. So when you wake up." Robert had come up behind her.

"Naked? When did this rule go into effect?" Lis turned and faced him.

"It was decided as soon as the three of us saw the two of you with no clothes on. Maybe it's a little sexist but if you think the men around here are going to keep their pants on with the two of you walking around naked you're crazy." Robert was smiling like the Cheshire Cat as he leaned in to kiss Lis. "Sweet dreams princess."

Instead of a little nap Lis was asleep for over three hours. It seemed to be a habit she was picking up, when she was troubled over something she slept. Lis couldn't believe what Carl had told her. She was certain Cameron Sedgewick had worked for X. Hell she wanted it that way. The evil bastard would be gone. Even if it turned out that X had nothing to do with killing Cameron Lis thought he deserved some serious time incarcerated. 

She was just coming out of her heavy slumber when Lis heard her cell phone ring. Although it had international service she was surprised it worked out here in the middle of nowhere. She reached into the bag and pulled the phone out and opened it.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 05



"Lis! I found everything!" Blasted out of the receiver.

"Nikki? Is that you?" Lis replied.

"Yea Honey. Detective Knights at your service. Anyway I found where X keeps everything. It's in his wine cellar." Nikki told Lis excitedly.

"You're not down there are you?" Lis barked into the phone.

"Yea I'm going through files on the computer. He's got everything in here." Nikki reported.

"Nikki get the fuck" out of there now!" Lis ordered.

'I want to erase some stuff first. You know this asshole has black mail pictures in here? There are files that go all the way back to the beginning. He's got us all fucking and sucking the black boys, even Cameron." Nikki told Lis.

"Nikki turn off the computer and leave!" Lis was in a full panic.

"I can't have these pictures out there. They're so degrading." Nikki said.

"Nikki you've been in over a hundred porno movies. Trust me. The damage has already been done. Now get out!" Lis was at her wits end.

"The pictures aren't of me. I mean I'm in here but I'm getting yours out. He's got you with those three thugs of his and even some of his new girl, Amy. She may be an asshole but she has a life ahead of her." Nikki said.

"Nikki just turn off the computer. It's evidence. You'll ruin everything." Lis said calmly.

"Okay! Okay! There I'm out. You know they'll never find out. X is away for the weekend with his fellow shitheads. Black men playing golf, I mean I'm not racist but come on. He called me as a last resort. He left his door open again. I remembered what you said and thought I'd do a little exploration." Nikki explained.

"Alright Magellan the cruise is over. I'm staying on with you until you're out of the house and in a cab." Lis told her.

"Well so the police won't have to look too hard, the computer is hidden behind one of the wine racks. It's hidden pretty well. Guess whose name he used as a password? Someone really likes you my dear." Nikki kept babbling as she made her way out of X's place.

"Thanks detective. You're a real asset to the justice system." Lis felt better as she heard Nikki locking the front door behind her.

"Cabs right out front. I'm all set." Nikki said as she climbed into the cab.

"All right then stay away from X's until I get back. I'll handle things then. You just worry about being safe." Lis told her.

"I will. You be too." Nikki said before she hung up the phone.

Lis felt better with Nikki out of the house but she was anxious to get back to the city. She wanted this behind her. The one thing Lis Rome knew she would miss was being a lawyer. There was no way she would be able to keep her license to practice law after her tactics in catching Cameron Sedgewick's killer.

Lis freshened up and just walked out of Robert's bedroom naked. She heard laughter and splashing water. She went down the spiral staircase and through Robert's large recreation area which was turned on to a soccer game, a pool table and a free weight workout area. Paz' room was off to the left. Lis walked out into the light of a fading late winter sun. It was still very warm and Lis could smell the fragrances of the Jamaican flora drifting through the air.

"Whoa! Here comes sleeping beauty! Just in time! Trevor and Paz have just returned! Come join the fun!" Robert yelled from the diving board just before diving into the pool.

Lis saw Amy lying in the same chair from mid afternoon. She walked over to the reclining blonde and sat on the edge of the lounge chair next to Amy.

"How's it going?" Amy reached out and touched Lis' arm.

"Great. You haven't been here the whole time have you?" Lis asked.

"Oh God no! I took a nap just like you, only a little shorter. I got up just in time to give a delivery boy a thank you blow job as a tip." Both women looked at each other and laughed. Amy shook her head. "Hey at least he was cute."

Lis got a picture of a naked Amy on her knees doing her duty while a young black islander got the most pleasant shock of his life. While interracial sex had more or less become common place it would have been a rare treat for someone that normally only saw white women as tourists and from a distance. He probably blew his load in short order with someone of the quality of Amy applying the pleasurable pressure. 

"I'm sorry I slept through the day on you." Lis apologized.

"Don't be sorry Lis. These guys have been great and as for the delivery boy, I guess that's just part of the job." Amy said.

Lis patted Amy on the knee and then got up and dove into the pool. It was cool and immediately refreshed Lis knocking the cobwebs from sleep right out of her. She surfaced and did a couple of laps of the pool. As she was about halfway through her third lap she felt arms envelope her torso. She let out a squeal and saw that it was Robert.

"You know too much exercise is bad for you. It takes away from so many social things." Robert smiled into her face as he swam them over to the side of the pool.

Just as Lis settled against the concrete wall she looked up and saw a black body in the air. Paz let out a yell just as he hit the water. He had jumped from the second floor deck and Trevor was following close behind. They made splashes that resembled depth charges from an old navy battle.

"I fear one day one of them is going to kill himself doing that." Robert smiled with a tone that seemed pretty resigned to an accident happening.

"They seem to know what they're doing." Lis watched the Jamaicans splashing around in the pool.

"So did Evil Knievel and you've seen some of his more spectacular failures." Robert laughed.

"I'm sorry I slept for so long this afternoon." Lis said.

"You never have to say you're sorry for taking care of yourself. Besides now you are ready for tonight's fun. Which brings up a subject that has interested us since the two of you arrived, are you and Amy . . .?" Robert's voice trailed off but a devilish grin remained on his face.

Lis smiled back at her lover. "Let me find out."

Lis swam to the other side of the pool and lifted her naked body up to the concrete deck. She walked over to the lounge chair she had been sitting on and moved it so that it was touching Amy's chair. Lis lay down next to her companion and rolled over on her side so that she was close.

"How are things going?" Lis trailed a fingernail along Amy's arm.

"Are you kidding me? I get to lie out in the sun all day occasionally interrupted by big hard black dicks. I'm doing fine Lissy." Amy turned and smiled at her partner still unaware of what she was really after.

"Tell me sweetie, have you ever been with a woman?" Lis asked.

Amy chuckled with her eyes still closed behind her sunglasses. "Well there was Mrs. Peterson my English teacher. She gave me an A when I let her lick my legs and spank me. Pretty kinky stuff but you should have seen my grade point average. Why?"

"I'll try to surpass those high standards. The boys want a show. So if you don't mind, do you want the top or bottom?" Lis ran her hand up to one of Amy's breasts.

"Oh I'm so comfy here. Why don't you climb aboard and show me what you've got." Amy giggled loudly.

Lis began oiling her body with the tanning lotion as she lay on her chair. When she finished her body was a glistening sculpture in the dimming light. She rolled over off of her chair and right on top of Amy. She leaned down and kissed the shorter blonde. Her lips were soft and her tongue twirled around exploring the inside of Lis' mouth. Most importantly Amy seemed eager to please. While for Lis having a good sized cock to ride was so satisfying she had found she now had a distinct preference for women and Amy's body was a perfect example. She was in great shape and taut but unlike Corinna she wasn't a muscular dyke. Lis ate it up. She slowly kissed her way along the blonde's upper body. As Lis suckled on her nipples Amy began to moan. She lay there with her eyes closed and let Lis top her.

Meanwhile the men had taken notice and encircled the girls. They were looking down on them as Lis moved along Amy's body and began teasing her genitals with her tongue. Amy was squirming and moaning under Lis' ministrations when suddenly the big blonde spun around on her body and put Amy into a 69 position. The men cheered them on as the women began eating each other. Lis felt Amy's tongue working from below. It was small and desperately wiggling around at the opening of Lis' vagina. It was the technique of an amateur at pleasuring another woman but Amy was still hitting Lis' spots every few licks causing the muscular blonde to twitch above her. Yet in all she was no match for the expertise Lis had gained over the past six months with Corinna Everlund. Lis calmly started slowly by moistening Amy's pouting lips with her saliva. It mixed with the excitement that was now freely seeping out of the genital membranes and Lis ardently sucked it back into her mouth. After teasing her fellow whore for awhile, Lis moved in for the kill. She dug her nails into Amy's buttocks and worked her tongue furiously against her labia lips and clitoris. Amy never stood a chance. She was sobbing uncontrollably and pumping her hips upwards towards Lis.

The men were enthralled with the scene in front of them. Their hard penises were sticking straight out and the moonlight and lights that lit up the pool area colored their naked bodies a shiny onyx. All three of them were masturbating themselves. 

Suddenly Amy's body convulsed violently. Her mouth moved away from between Lis legs and her legs wrapped around her lover's head. Thick fluid spurt from Amy as she experienced an especially intense multiple orgasm. Lis had never seen a woman excrete so much excitement and she had no problem greedily lapping it up.

Lis stood up and while straddling the still undulating blonde announced. "Gentlemen I believe she's ready for you now."

With that Lis took a step forward up to the pool. She took a brief look back at Amy and the three black men descending on her body before jumping into the pool. She swam to the diving board and climbed out of the pool. She got up on the diving board and jumped up and down a couple of times. The board was very flexible and she got some serious height. She looked over at Amy and saw that she was still on her back. Robert was on top of her, his ass pumping up and down between her legs. Trevor was standing at the other end of the chair with his penis dangling down into Amy's mouth.

Just as she was about to dive Lis turned and saw the third black man. Paz had been creeping up behind her on the diving board. Now that he had been caught Paz smiled broadly and began walking down the board towards Lis wearing abroad smile and nothing else. He was as excited as any man Lis had ever seen. His penis was so hard it pressed against his body like a thick black pipe. While not quite as thick as the most well endowed men Lis had let fuck her, Paz was probably the longest.

"You don't have to sneak up on me. I'm all yours." Lis let Paz know as she eagerly watched the black boy's advance.

"That sounds good to me because I've been waiting for this all weekend." The black boy's voice shook with anticipation.

"Well then let's do this." Lis said softly as she put her arms around Paz.

She kissed the black boy and for the first time in quite a while the tall blonde had to get on the tips of her toes to reach her man. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and rapidly flicked it over his tongue. Lis took charge knowing that the 20 year old was inexperienced and maybe a bit intimidated. She squatted down and taking hold of Paz' thigh to balance herself, she grabbed his erection with her other hand and began sucking on the long hard dick. He was easily the largest of the three men and that size was emphasized by a turgidity reserved for a young man. Lis devoured the black hardness and began rapidly bobbing her head back and forth. She engulfed huge portions of the now glistening prong and used her long tongue on the underside of the young man's penis. The sensations created by Lis mouth drove Paz to the brink of orgasm very quickly. He had longed for Lis' touch all weekend and now that it was finally happening it was turning out to be better than he had dreamed. This woman was magnificent.

Meanwhile despite the rapt enjoyment of fellating such a gorgeous cock Lis pulled herself away and stood. She knew that if she spent another minute with the black boy's penis in her mouth she would have ended up swallowing a big load of sperm. While not a horrible outcome Lis was really looking forward to riding the young man. She began climbing up the muscular black body. The two athletic lovers used had to use all their agility to stay on the flexing diving board. Lis wrapped her legs around Paz locking her ankles behind him. She reached down and grabbed the thick ebony tube of meat and sank herself down on top of it. He was as hard as steel and as she slid down Lis found that the feeling was exquisite.

They were face to face smiling at each other. Lis was letting out soft moans with each shortened breath she took and then all at once Paz began bouncing up and down on the board. It caused his long erection to move inside of Lis. It was gentle movement at first but soon the black stud was bouncing hard enough so that his feet left the board. Lis was letting out screams now, both from the way she was being fucked and the sheer terror of possibly falling from the board. She had no say in her own safety. She had to trust the young man completely.

There had only been a few men that had touched Lis cervix. Paz was now banging into it like a sledgehammer on an anvil. The tall lanky black boy was bottoming out inside of Lis and filling her completely. She had a look of absolute ecstasy on her face as she hung onto the black stud. She let each downward landing on the diving board slam him deep inside her and sent violent shudders throughout her whole body.

Suddenly Paz took a big leap into the air and Lis let out a loud scream. They were in midair above the water. Paz may have felt as if his midsection was being crushed by Lis' legs but there was no way Lis was going to let go. She was at the point in her sexual excitement that she desperately needed the long black penis to stay inside her. So when they hit the water and plunged down Lis stayed glued to Paz making him swim them back to the surface. From there they were literally powered towards the shallow end of the pool by the motion Paz made as he fucked Lis. Once Paz was able to get his feet on the bottom of the pool he was able to use some leverage to bounce Lis up and down his body again. The two lovers thrashed about and splashed water all around. They were oblivious to their own commotion as both were so close to incredible orgasms. Lis reached hers first. She threw her head back and let it take over her body. She let out a guttural moan just as Paz' body stiffened and he began giving her the warm seed she had been lusting for all weekend. Their bodies banged against each other as Paz emptied the last of his load inside of Lis. It was a glorious feeling and one that Lis promised she would experience again with this black stud. As quickly as it had begun the water in the pool calmed and the two bodies slumped against one another and the two lovers began to kiss each other once again.

Lis pulled herself out of the pool and lay down on the concrete deck. Paz had exhausted her. She looked over to where Amy was being worked over by the two black men. Once again, Trevor was lying underneath the beautiful blonde with his hard cock planted firmly inside her vagina. Robert was on top plunging downward into her ass. Amy's eyes were bugged out in astonishment and they seemed to go cross-eyed with each thrust Robert made. His thickness was stretching her sphincter to what Amy probably felt seemed the breaking point. Lis knew first hand having taken it up the ass from Robert many times before.

The five of them had their own little private orgy that went on into the night. Although Lis had been with Robert many times before she along with Amy were impressed with the stamina of the three men. As a younger man Paz was especially insatiable cumming four times in less than five hours.

The girls spent half of the next day lounging by Robert's pool and then watching a cricket match on TV with Robert. To the girls it was an unusual game but entertaining just the same and as it turned out Robert had captained Jamaica's national team years ago. He was still an avid participant in some very competitive matches in the country. The three of them relaxed as Robert explained the nuances of the game as it played out on the TV. The men required no more sexual attention. Lis and Amy had worn them down over the previous two days which, of course, was their job. They were professional whores and a good whore left her client exhausted and totally satiated.

The plane lifted off in the late afternoon and headed north for the colder weather of late winter. The plane was delivering the girls but also picking up one of Robert's clients for a ride back from the city. Lis found some orange juice and poured out glasses for both herself and Amy. They were sitting in their sumptuous chairs sipping their juice and watching the island of Jamaica disappear behind them. Amy was sitting across the aisle from Lis so that she could stretch out but gave up after a half hour. She got up and curled up in the seat next to Lis and rested her head on the statuesque blonde's shoulder. 

Lis smiled sensing the change in Amy after one short whirlwind weekend prostituting herself out to three black men. She had found that the man she had hoped would lead her to the promise land financially had turned out to be a monster wanting to use her only as a business asset to up the bottom line of his business, the business of sexual favors for pay. All in all Lis thought Amy had handled things well. Most other women would have been crushed. In her case, Amy had done what X had asked and now it was time to find out where she was going to go from here.

"I'm so sorry about everything." Amy blurted out in a somewhat despondent tone as she stared straight ahead.

"What are you sorry for?" Lis asked back softly. She was just as tired as Amy.

"The way I've acted. The way I've treated you, Nikki and the other girls. I had no idea how you earned a living besides this. You're a lawyer, Nikki is such a nice person." Amy choked back emotion as she spoke.

"What did you do to Nikki?" Lis asked curiously.

"Oh I'm such an asshole! I thought that since I was queen of the castle I'd rearrange furniture and some other stuff at X's place. Nikki stopped by, probably to get paid, I figured that since she worked for X I figured why not make her move the furniture for me. I was such a witch! I even made her move things into the cellar." Amy admitted to Lis.

Amy's confession made Lis laugh. She also figured that was how her friend found the computer. "Sweetie, Nikki helped you because that's just the way she is. She'd do just about anything for a complete stranger so it's no surprise she would spend all day helping you move furniture. Nikki's a great girl that keeps me in stitches when I hear stories like this about her." 

They both began laughing. Then it became hysterical. It was a moment between two women who had developed a friendship. Lis had a picture of Nikki hauling tables and chairs around X's townhouse while  Amy barked orders at her and it made her shriek uncontrollably. They went on for a while until Amy suddenly stopped laughing.

"He really is a bad person isn't he?" Amy asked.

"Amy honey you have no idea the amount of evil that surrounds that man. It's not safe to be with him. You understand that now don't you?" Lis warned her.

"He's wants me in his stable doesn't he?" Amy concluded.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 06



Sorry to all of you who have been waiting for the final part of this story. When I did write this part I fully intended to have it be the last chapter of Lis Rome's journey. Yet as I put paper to pen I knew that I needed to add one more part. Consequently there will be one more chapter after this one. Please pardon my lack of organizational skills and I promise to finish this story very shortly. Until then please enjoy Book 6 of Attorney Client Privilege. 

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"Oh daddy! O God you're my daddy! You feel so fucking good!" Lis screamed as she bounced up and down on the black man, their bodies attached by the throbbing black erection buried between her legs. The glamorous blonde whore had become Academy Award worthy with some of her performances and the one she was detailing for this client was no different.

The man lying beneath her was pushing upwards with all his might, his onyx colored skin soaked with sweat. Charles Washington was a self made billionaire. Only forty four years old, the bespectacled computer geek had been bullied his whole life. He grew up in Mississippi and he was a genius and black. That put a huge target on his back because he was different but most of all he was a threat. Who knew what a black kid that smart could do. Even when he entered such a supposed fortress of liberal acceptance as Harvard Charles still caught his share of shit. Then he worked his way through a series of white bosses that he saw as knuckle dragging racists. While most of the men at the investment bank where he had single handedly developed some extremely sophisticated pension vehicles that were all the rage on Wall Street were decent enough guys, Charles had already developed some pretty heavy preconceived notions. He hated all white men. So he locked them out. Sure they thought he had given them what they had thought was a series of golden geese, the formulas for the pension plans, but there was so much more, and they would get none of it.

By the time Charles began developing his video games a keen hatred of white men and bullies in general had blossomed. In fact Charles' big break came when he started a company and launched a video game that centered around an undersized black man fighting off everything from aliens, gang members and eventually Aryan supremists . Certain levels of achievement gained the player monikers, such as gladiator or warrior. For his own perverse enjoyment Charles had come up with an X rated version of this game where after defeating a particular group the black video character got to enjoy and mate with his choice of that defeated group's women. After meeting Lis Rome, Charles made the Aryan level's ultimate prize an exact double of her complete with lingerie and high heels.

Charles' infatuation with Lis extended to the role play he had asked his hired whore to play whenever they were together. Today, Lis was Bobby Sue, an impossibly gorgeous southern belle that had lived in Charles' Mississippi town and had married one of the bullies that had so antagonized him as a young black boy. While the real Bobby Sue was probably tending to a brood of children being raised to hate and a husband unable to adequately provide for her, Charles was so wealthy he was able to pay $3000 to have a woman play Bobby Sue and be his sex slave.

Lis always answered to the name Bobbie Sue and even tried her best at a southern accent. In short the wealthy black man played out a cuckolding of the redneck bully by seducing and then fucking his wife every weekend. As for Lis, she loved the change of pace and Charles' ability to use his imagination to create original scenarios. Tonight there was little time to draw out one of the black man's plans. He had to be on a private plane to the west coast later that night. Lis had snuck over as Bobbie Sue under instructions that her racist husband was only supposed to be out for an hour. The tall blonde added in her own part to the script saying as she walked through the door that she just couldn't stop thinking about Charles and just had to touch him. This sent the black man into orbit and resulted in the two of them on the floor of Charles' huge living room.

"Oh my God Charles you're so much better than that no good white trash husband of mine!" Lis gushed as her body continued its up and down thrusting.

"That's my baby just give me that sweet white pussy." Charles growled with as even a tone as he could muster despite being balled by the hottest piece of ass he's ever laid eyes on.

"Oh I had no idea what I had been missing until I gave into you!" Lis clenched her vaginal canal increasing the pressure on the dark skinned penis.

The skinny black man grimaced when he felt Lis' vice like grip tighten. He knew that every time she clamped down on him it wouldn't be long before Lis would be milking the cum from his testicles. Charles didn't care. It was special every time he fucked the gorgeous blonde even if it cost him $3000 for the privilege. 

"Bobby Sue I'm going to push this load right up into that fertile womb of yours!" Charles howled, his cock already spurting its seed into Lis.

Lis pushed down on Charles. She could feel him drenching her and it felt good. It always felt good when a strong virile black man tried to impregnate her. It was part of the rush. She really enjoyed spending time with the billionaire. She lay down on top of him and kissed him with her tongue and mouth. Lis felt the softening black member slide out of her and she knew it was time to leave. With Charles' schedule there would be no hanging around with him tonight. Lis would miss the intellectual conversation that usually followed the sex.

Lis dressed quickly, gave the still naked Charles a kiss good bye and then took the elevator to the lobby. She waved to the doorman behind the desk and the one that held the door for her. They were nice men and Lis had gotten to know them as she had waited to be buzzed up to Charles' massive residence. While they never asked, they knew what the blonde bombshell did to deserve an evening with the African American billionaire. It didn't matter to the building's employees. Lis was as classy as any other woman that had walked through the building's doors and was actually much nicer. The fact that she charged directly and up front for the privilege of being with her was of no consequence to them.

Lis went right through the held open building door to the limo door being held by Gideon. Amy was lounging in the back fresh from her own night of work. During the month since her return from Jamaica the well built blonde had acquiesced to X's persistent demands that she take her place in his stable. X thought that it was just another gorgeous white woman falling for his charms but Amy was allowing herself to be turned out for a different reason. She smiled and gave Lis a kiss on the lips as the statuesque blonde took a seat next to her in the back of the limo.

"How was your stud?" Lis asked Amy with a smile.

"I'm going to have to get a safety net I'm working so high up. That guy is 6'-10". Did you know that?" Amy giggled.

"X has showed me his basketball playing card, among the others that we service. It didn't have his dick size listed but I hear it's a real stretcher." Lis looked at her fellow whore who simply rolled her eyes. They burst out laughing.

"How's was the geek?" Amy asked back.

"I think he'll be our friend when the time comes, if we need him." Lis told her.

"Good . Hey we're heading my way. I thought it was my turn to handle the gorilla tonight?" Amy looked out the window as the limo made a left hand turn.

"That's okay. I told him to take you home first. I'll take care of the tip tonight." Lis confirmed.

"What do I owe you for this act of mercy?" Amy had handled becoming one of X's whores as well as could be expected except having to spread her legs for Gideon. She detested having him force himself on her.

"Mmmm I'll think of something." Lis leaned over and kissed her again. This time she allowed her tongue to ooze out of her mouth and Amy gladly accepted it.

They kissed until the limo slowed to a stop in front of Amy's building. Lis watched the blonde strumpet climb out of the vehicle and then settled back into the plush leather for the five minute ride back to her apartment. Lis had come to dread this part of the ride whenever she drew the short straw. Despite his well muscled body and, although none of the women would openly admit it, superior sexual prowess none of the women liked having to be made to have sex with Gideon. Tonight it was going to be different. Lis would be using every skill learned as a whore to turn the large black man.

Lis took a two minute power nap. Her eyes opened when she felt the limo lurch to a stop. She took a deep breath and waited for the door to open. When it did Lis looked up and smiled at the hulking black man.

"Well hello Gideon." Lis turned on her charm.

"You know I was hoping it would be your turn tonight." Gideon said as he sat opposite Lis on the backwards facing seat and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"I told Amy that I wanted you tonight." Lis smiled her blouse already off.

"You read my mind baby. I mean your friend is a sweet cupcake but I have to say . . . and you know it too don't you?" The black man stammered as he stared across at the muscular female form.

"What?" Lis asked curiously, spreading her legs suggestively.

"You are the class of the fleet girl. X has the hottest women in this city and you're his best. I have to admit that I actually get tired of the others but never you." He admitted as he stroked his hardening penis his dark naked body shimmering in the dim light.

Lis chuckled as she kicked her skirt to the side. "Well Gideon I've never considered myself part of a fleet but I'll take that as a compliment. Still I've got to say that the day you get tired of that thoroughbred Amy is the day your dick falls off."

The remark caused Gideon to guffaw uncontrollably. "Yea you've got me there. She is a great ride, but girl you're my favorite. You have to know that no one comes close."

"Well then why don't we saddle up and ride." Lis kissed the large black man and then got down on her knees.

Gideon was taken aback. In all the years he had been secretly exacting this toll on X's women none had ever kissed him before. He knew these women were professionals doing a job but he had no idea how far their complete distaste for him went. Gideon was in extraordinary shape he just didn't have the smooth personality nor was he anywhere as good looking as his boss, X. His flat nose and oversized lips ensured that. Still looks had nothing to do with the repulsion. It was the way he used the women. 

He watched the gorgeous blonde take his jet black cock in her hand. Lis leaned in and gave the member a long hard kiss on the underside of the head complete with a quick flick of her tongue. The black man sank back into the seat and groaned. 

"How long have you been doing this Gideon?" Lis looked up at the black man and started her seduction rather awkwardly.

"Huh?" Gideon was startled out of his trance. "What do you mean?"

"When did you start driving for X?" Lis gave the underside of the black penis a lick from the balls to its head and it had its desired effect.

Gideon groaned before answering. "A few years ago Lissy."

Lis kept kissing and licking at the stiff black rod. Like an expert in martial arts she knew all the pressure points that could drive a man to the brink of insanity and ultimately subdue him. Yet Lis' black belt centered on a man's genitals and she was now using the experience gained as a whore that sucked cock for a living on the hulking black man. Lis briefly sucked the large balls into her mouth and rewarded Gideon for his answer by releasing his testicles and deep throating the nine inch erection that was standing straight up in the air. The black man howled as Lis' mouth encapsulated as much of him as she could take in her mouth. All he had ever received from any of the women was a wham bam thank you ma'am at the end of a night. He was a simple man but certainly not stupid. He knew that the whores X ran disliked him but they fucked him just the same. Still while Gideon enjoyed the power he seemingly had over the women he had had many bouts of guilt. Tonight though it didn't seem to matter, the sexiest woman in the stable was giving him the deluxe treatment. This was too good to be true.

"Do you like this job Gideon?" Lis asked as she nipped at the head of the penis with her lips.

"Oh God yes! Especially right now!" The black man grimaced.

Lis let out a hearty chuckle as she once again took the shiny black prong all the way down her throat as payment for his information. It was a process that would repeat itself over the next fifteen minutes. Like a trained seal being thrown a fish Gideon was responding to each of Lis' questions.

"I would think that a man like you would want something more out of his work." Lis pushed the black man.

"It's a living Lissy. I drive the car and I make sure that you girls are protected." Gideon smiled down at the tall blonde as she rewarded him with another throat tickler of a suck.

"Do you enjoy protecting X too?" Lis inquired.

"That's not my job. X takes care of himself and if things get tight he's got his own boys." Gideon was giving up information easier than a chirping canary.

Lis switched gears with the huge black man. She got up and straddled Gideon. She was getting close to what she wanted and for this she needed to be face to face with the black man. The blonde slut grabbed the ebony shaft of the penis from between her legs and gently sank down on it. Both of them moaned in response to the sweet friction by the motion of the thick black dick rubbing against Lis' vaginal canal. Lis' moan wasn't for the benefit of Gideon. As distasteful as she found him the athletic blonde found his extremely thick penis a pleasurable challenge.

"Ever have any cause to use your gun on one of our clients?" Lis breathed into his face.

"I don't have a gun. I don't need one." The black man flexed his muscles as he lifted up into Lis letting her know that intimidation was a very effective weapon.

"Sounds easy for a stud like you." Lis flexed her hips slowly and leaned down and kissed the black man. She was treating him better than he probably ever had been before.

"It is these days." Amazingly the muscular black man was still able to carry on a conversation, for what it was worth, with Lis' vagina clamping down on his erection.

"It hasn't always been easy, I guess. There was that trouble." Lis huffed as she concentrated on keeping the powerful black man motionless so that he wouldn't cum. She was almost there.

"The men were no good. There were always problems. Oh God yes Lissy you feel so good! X got rid of them." Gideon groaned out as he tried to thrust upwards with all his might.

Bingo! Lis had what she wanted. She uncoiled her legs from underneath the black man's thighs releasing her grip on his body. She began working with him now bouncing up and down and letting the stiffness ooze in and out of her. All the while she rained kisses down on the black man. She was treating him like a lover, something he had never felt with any of X's women before.

"Oh fuck all mighty! It's never been this good!" Gideon cried out in ecstasy.

"Oh see what happens when you add a little sugar to the cake my luv! Now make me cum you big black stud!" Lis commanded from above just as her thighs began to quiver.

Their bodies slapped together loudly. The muscularity of both lovers made the end of the sexual encounter a physical act of violence but that was the way both of them wanted it. Gideon arched his back upwards into Lis' shaking body. She could no longer control the enormous black man nor did she want too. Lis was soaking the black man's lap with her excitement, the effects of her orgasm wracking her body. When it ended they collapsed into each other's arms. Lis kissed Gideon's ear and then moved her lips to his mouth and kissed him again. 

"Holy shit that was incredible! Gideon gasped out of breath. "How are you feeling?."

"Gideon I didn't pee on you that's my cum coating your cock. You just gave me a fucking hell of an orgasm. That's how I feel!" Lis held his head in her hands as she talked to the black man.

Her fingers felt so good pressing against his head. Gideon suddenly thought about his misdeeds with X's women. "I guess I do take advantage of you girls. If X ever found out he'd have me shot. I know you're his main woman now. I have to tell you that I was going to stop. It was just a matter of time before he found out. I'm hoping that you don't tell him about this." Gideon was almost pleading by the time he finished. 

"You've got nothing to worry about as long as the sexual shakedowns end. I have to tell you though that very little gets by that guy. I'm sure he already knows." Lis told him as she shimmied into her skirt and pulled on her stockings to make them taut. 

"Alright then." Gideon had a sad pathetic look on his face.

Lis was quickly finding that unlike X's crew up north there was some humanity buried in this guy. It was just coated in a hard shell that had formed when he began working for X. "Tell you what Gideon, you get the urge to play hide the sausage with one of the women give me a call. I'll satisfy you."

"Really? You'd do that for me?" Gideon looked up hopefully.

"Well right now I would be doing it for whichever of my stable mates you were closing in on, but I think you may be a decent guy out of the way of this job. Besides, as you just proved you sure can fuck. Why wouldn't I want to spread my legs for you? A lot of women would." Now fully clothed Lis leaned over the seated black man with her arms stretched out on the back of the seat, smiling she kissed him again. "Consider it one employee doing a solid for another."

"I was a carpenter." Gideon blurted out when their lips parted. Suddenly deciding to continue answer one of Lis' previous questions.

"A what?" Lis looked into his dark brown eyes.

"I was a carpenter. I worked on anything that was intricate and difficult to accomplish. Then I did something stupid. I let some friends steal from an interior designer's office and then a client's home. I did a year upstate and was lucky to get this job when I got out. I got X's name from a friend of his inside." Gideon admitted.

"You did your time Gideon. Why didn't you start over?" Lis was suddenly curious.

"Lissy I was working for multi-millionaires. They only let a black guy my size into their homes because of my talent. Once they found out I was a thief it didn't matter how good I was." Gideon finished with a sick look on his face from just bringing back the memory. 

"I'm sorry for your trouble Gideon. I wish there was something I could do." Lis pushed back and moved towards the limo door. Suddenly an idea hit her. "Tell you what, why don't you stop by my place. I need some serious trim work done. You can give me an estimate and then, after you bang some nails you can bang me."

"Oh man that'd be fine." Gideon wore a shit eating grin and then called out after Lis as she climbed out of the vehicle. "You know Lissy, I do miss it. I miss being a carpenter."

Lis thought about how tortured Gideon must have become having his passion taken from him. To be as creative and as superior at a craft and not being able to practice it. By the time her head hit the pillow Lis had gone from sympathizing with Gideon's predicament to thinking of her own. When this was over Lis' passion for a gift she had would most certainly be snatched from her. The beautiful blonde cried herself to sleep.

33

Lis was being pulled in opposite directions by two extraordinary forces. On one side were the partners at Collins, Kelly & Witt on the other was Xavier Washington. Judd Witt and his brethren were satisfied that Lis had a future as a partner at their firm. Yet with that confidence came more complicated challenges and responsibilities at the law firm and thus more hours. Then there was X. The black pimp knew a good thing when he saw it and what he had in Lis was a rare gem. Every client gushed about her wonderful personality, her social skills, how she was always able to blend into any setting and of course there was the leggy blonde's sexual abilities. They all told X about her performance in bed. Sexually Lis was the stuff of legend but X already knew that first hand. He wanted her to whore herself out full time. He had heard her tell him more than once that she fully intended to turn herself over to him. The black stud wanted her sooner rather than later and he was constantly pressuring her.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 06



Yet while Lis' career future seemed up in the air her personal life was potentially just as explosive. She had nightmares about Cory Everlund's reaction to finding out that her lover had been whoring herself out for money behind her back. For that sort of betrayal Lis was sure that her ADA girlfriend would throw her in jail and never let her out.

As a result of her two careers and that one was against the law and that these discretions were being done behind Cory's back Lis was spending less time with her lover. It was a natural progression actually. The less time Lis spent with Cory the less chance there was that something incriminating might slip out. Still the leggy blonde attorney missed her girl and it was beginning to hurt only spending one night a week on average with her. As expected she wasn't fooling Cory either. The blonde bodybuilder had become colder and more distant. It was to the point that it was something beyond their relationship that had been bothering the assistant D.A. Lis figured Cory knew she was sleeping with men and it was hurting her. She just had no idea that Lis was getting paid up to $5000 to do it.

34

The two women met in front of Lis' building. They knew each other only superficially. Nikki knew Amy as the bossy bitch that had ordered her to move furniture around X's home as if she were some sort of domestic help. Now that she was just another one of X Washington's women and with her rather humbling change in attitude Amy knew she owed the former porn actress a heartfelt apology. Despite their differences the two women were to take some serious chances and possibly have to depend on and trust each other all because Lis Rome had asked them for help.

They made friendly conversation as they rode up the elevator. Nikki was finding that Amy was different. They made a couple of nervous jokes getting off on Lis' floor. It wasn't as much for being uncomfortable with each other as the enormity of the task they were about to undertake.

Lis answered the door and gave each woman a warm hug. She led them into the living room of her 950 square foot condominium. Since going to work for X Lis had been able to make a significant dent in the mortgage principle. She almost owned the place out right. The two women dressed casually in jeans and tee shirts took seats next to each other on the long couch in front of two white marker boards that were on easels. Lis had borrowed them from her firm to keep things organized. She was going to attack this chore just as she did any of her legal projects with an aggressive and organized approach. 

"So girls we all know why we're here but I want to hear from each of you. Why do you want to catch Cameron Sedgewick's killer? I mean really deep down, your most selfish reason. Whatever you say is fine with me and it stays with us." Lis stated.

The first question took the two visitors by surprise. They weren't expecting a session in psychoanalysis. After a brief moment Amy went first. "I want to make him suffer. I want X put in jail."

Her blunt response made Lis smile as she stood in front of the two magic marker in hand. "What if he didn't do it?"

"I thought we were sure that he did it or had someone do it?" Amy was surprised that there was still a question as to X's guilt. She had assumed that Lis had the situation well in hand.

"I am sure that he had something to do with it but nothing's written in stone yet." Lis responded.

"Well I don't care. I want to help find who did this and if X suffers along the way so much the better. Lis he tricked you and I into selling ourselves. Nikki, I know you went to work for X on your own and that's okay but you have to feel the same way." Amy said hopefully turning to her associate for support.

"You may hate him girl. I just want to get out from under him. X has owned my ass for too long. I would have left after that boy was killed but I know he probably would have done me too. If finding Tammy's killer frees me from X that will be just fine with me." Nikki added. 

Lis let out a laugh as she wrote her reason under the other two. "I guess X is a motivation for all of us. Amy, you want him in jail. Nikki, you want him off your back and I want both. Now that we know why we're really here let's move on to what we know. Nikki tell us about the computer."

"Honey it's in the basement, off to the left side behind a wine rack. It looks like a wall. If you can find the latch there's a section that opens into a little space that's got the computer, a couple of file cabinets and a desk. Trust me it's not easy to find. I just stumbled onto it but it's his temple of doom and it's what you're looking for." Nikki explained.

"Then you'll have to show me how to get in there. Amy that makes you our diversion. You can get it on with X again and make it look good?" Lis asked as she wrote on the board.

"Sure why not. It's what I do for a living now isn't it?" Amy said sheepishly as Nikki patted her on the knee for support.

"Good. Now Nikki what can you tell me about any of the other boys that X ran?" Lis asked as she cleared out a space on the white board and began writing with her marker once again. 

"I never worked with any of them and X kept that part of his business real quiet. These white boys were for the brothas on the down low and to tell you the truth Tammy did her own thing and from what I've heard it was some real rough trade. With that kind of lifestyle we may find X really didn't have anything to do with this." Nikki concluded.

"You may be right but as we've discussed finding Cameron's killer isn't the only reason we're here." Lis pointed to the three statements on the one board. "What about some of the other queens that may have specialized in rough trade?"

"I would have said talk to Chester Bain. He ran a lot of high class queens but he's taking the big dirt nap. He was found strangled the other day." Nikki informed her fellow investigators.

"A pimp for transsexuals who was strangled?" Lis gave Nikki a quizzical look and then nonchalantly jotted Bain's name down in the board.

Amy felt a little out of sorts not being able to contribute much but she couldn't hold back anymore. So with an inordinate amount of naivete she blurted out. "Down low? Rough trade? Dirt nap? What do these things mean?"

"Oh sweetie you'll learn all the important phrases as we go along. Let's just say that some black men like pretty white boys as much as pretty white girls, some of those boys play very hard and our boy Chester Bain is swimming with the fishes right now." Nikki was getting a kick out of mentoring her rookie blonde colleague.

"Alright you two, there's one more thing and it's the rainbow in this shit storm for you two high class hookers. I'm going to handle fucking Gideon from now on." Lis announced.

"Wow you've gone off the deep end and gotten into gorilla sex. How nice for you." Nikki's comment made Amy giggle.

"No guarantees on you guys never having to sex him again but I'll do the heavy lifting. I'm 99% sure Gideon knows what happened the night Cameron was killed and I'm going to do more than just milk sperm from him. Besides with a few lessons I might just be able to tame that thick dicked brotha. I took a big step towards both goals the other night." Lis finished with a smile.

"That's fine with us but my money's on wild thing never being smart enough to spell let alone be tamed." Nikki joked which elevated Amy from giggles to pure apoplexy.

"Just be nice to him girls. He's not all bad. He's just a little misunderstood." Lis concluded.

"Just a little? With that I'm going to get a drink. You with me blondie?" If the meeting accomplished one thing Lis knew it was that Nikki and Amy were now on the same team as she watched the short haired brunette poke the gorgeous blonde.

"Not just yet girls, let me spell out what each of us needs to do to pull this off." With that Lis began writing what was expected of each of them on the clean board. Amy and Nikki were impressed with their partner's organizational skills and more so with her desire to finish the potentially lethal project. They seemed buoyed by Lis' confidence as the three of them piled out of the apartment on their way to an early dinner and a few drinks.

35

It was after midnight and for Lis it had been a very long day. She had been at Collins, Kelly & Witt at 7am to prepare for a deposition and then spent six hours in a room conducting the deposition with opposing counsel. At 8pm she rushed into one of the bathrooms on the building's main floor so that she could secretly change into an evening dress that said one thing, slut. From there Lis made her way up town as quickly as possible to meet a client who wanted nothing more than to have a quiet dinner with a beautiful white woman and then take her to his bedroom and slide his hard black cock between her nice round buttocks.

Luckily Lis had a new ally in Gideon. He met her at midtown and swept her up in X's smaller town car for the final forty blocks. As required he was there to bring Lis home after she practically stumbled into the car from exhaustion and the burning sensation throbbing from her asshole. Lis settled into the front seat next to Gideon and relaxed as the car pulled out into traffic.

"Long day huh?" Gideon said as he excelerated through an intersection.

"Gideon you have no idea." Lis replied letting her head rest back against the seat.

"We'll get you home real quick then." The large black man smiled as he drove.

"Thanks. By the way where's the big tank?" Lis asked, referring to the large limousine Gideon normally drove.

"X is using it. He's got your girl Amy on an out of town excursion. One of the uptown monkeys is doing the driving." Gideon looked as if he had eaten something truly distasteful as he said the last sentence.

"Don't like X's friends?" Lis probed. 

"Don't ever mix me up with those guys Lis." Gideon gave her a serious look.

"I hear what you're saying. I don't like much of what I see.' Lis responded.

"Good girl. Nothing good ever happens around those animals. Don't get involved with that end of his business." Gideon warned.

"You've got nothing to worry about here." Was all Lis could manage before dozing off.

The car made its way south through the city and Lis was oblivious to its motion. She was dead to the world from the past few days activities. Her days had consisted of ten to fourteen hours of law and then some social activity topped off by some high powered sexual athletics. Her blessing this night was that it was Friday and she could sleep in on Saturday.

The lurch of the auto stopping woke Lis out of a deep slumber. In the ten minutes it took them to get to her apartment Lis had drifted off to an intense sleep and being jostled awake had perturbed her. Then she felt Gideon's hand gently caressing her hair and her natural reaction was to pull away. It's what she would have done with Gideon had it been a couple of weeks ago but now things were different.

"Hey hey you're home sleeping beauty." Gideon chuckled softly and gave Lis a toothy smile.

"Oh I'm sorry Gideon. It's been a tough week." Lis told him.

We all have them honey. You wouldn't have wanted to walk in my shoes the week you shamed me about my behavior with you girls. I spent all week telling each one how sorry I was and as sincere as I was I know it probably didn't help much. Things just got out of control Lis." Gideon admitted with a sorrowful look on his face.

"Your talks with the girls did help. Although Nikki swore that you were crying just a little too much when you gave her your talk." Lis giggled as she kidded the huge black man.

"I wasn't crying!" Gideon caught on to Lis' ball busting. "Well maybe I had something in my eye."

"Yea right." Lis paused and smiled over at Gideon. "Why don't you park the car and come up for a visit? You can check out that trim job."

"You're tired." Gideon was showing off his new side by offering to beg off a sexual encounter with Lis.

"Don't overdo it Gideon. You know you want to fuck me." Lis opened the car door and climbed out.

She waited on the street for Gideon to park the car. When he walked up Lis put her arm in his and led him into her building. In the entire time Lis had been whoring herself out she had not brought a man back to her place. Gideon was a major change from D. J. Hourigan but if any of her fellow residents disagreed with her choice of man no one dared complain when they got a look at the enormous black man. Besides the rumors had spread and this was just confirmation that Lis was no longer interested in white men.

They got to Lis' condo and walked in with their arms around each other. Yet as soon as Lis turned on the lights Gideon separated from the beautiful blonde and began exploring the space checking out the details of the cabinetry and what little trim there was in the condo. Lis stood with her arms folded watching him. After a moment she went to the refrigerator and pulled out two beers.

"You really are a carpenter." Lis strolled up to the black man and handed him one of the beers.

"You realize how easy it would be to add twenty five percent to the value of this place?" Gideon informed the tall blonde.

They stood and drank and talked about what Gideon could do to Lis' apartment. The conversation was relaxed and easy but Lis wanted more. She finished her beer and placed the bottle on the coffee table. She nodded towards the bedroom and grabbed the black man's catcher mitt sized hand. She led him back to a room decorated with a woman's touch something that was very foreign to Gideon as very few women had deemed him worthy of an invitation to their room. The windows overlooked the east side of the city and the river that surrounded it. Against the wall was a queen size bed adorned with a multi colored quilt.

"Get out of those clothes." Lis was doing something she so rarely got to do as a whore, she was taking charge.

"Yes ma'am." The black man said as he began a rapid fire discarding of shoes, socks and the rest. "How about you?"

Lis was watching the black man still in her tight fitting sequined cocktail dress. She was admiring his upper body. While it was slightly softer than X's Gideon had massive muscles. His torso was a nice V shape and his biceps were the largest that Lis had ever seen while his shoulders and trapezoids formed what could only be described as a mountain range that ran across the top of his frame. Lis could only guess that the black man weighed at least 275lbs.

She stepped up to him and gently tweaked one of his nipples. Gideon let out a deep breath in response. He watched as Lis deftly undid his belt and pants and let them fall to the ground. She squatted down, such an obscene maneuver in a formal dress and high heels. Lis lowered the black man's briefs and watched his thick veiny organ spring out semi erect. She put it in her mouth and began sucking.

Gideon's penis was the thickest Lis had ever handled. Even the thickest portion of Robert's member couldn't compare. She was stuffing it down her throat when she was interrupted by Gideon pulling her up. She looked bewildered as the huge black man took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. Once Lis Rome got her lips stretched around a big black penis there were never any complaints from the other party.

"How do you want me Gideon?" She asked.

"I want you to get out of your clothes and under your covers so I can climb in with you and massage this bad week right out of your mind." Gideon told her.

Lis got naked and jumped into her bed. She watched the black man with his erection as thick as a fire hose swinging around in front of him turn off the lights and then walk towards her. She put her arms around him when he nestled in next under the smooth sheets.

"Just lay back and let me try this." Gideon told Lis.

She lay on her back and the black man rolled right on top of her. She could feel his weight. He was by far the biggest man she'd ever been with. She reached down and gently caressed his manhood and then she felt his fingers on her face. They moved slowly and delicately and goose bumps quickly formed on her body. His touch was amazing especially for a big man. Lis immediately relaxed. The black man's fingers moved slowly along her blonde hair and then to her temples. They then dropped down to her cheekbones.

"Gideon this feels so . . . " Lis gasped.

"Shh just let me work my magic baby. Close your eyes for me." Gideon whispered from above.

Lis did as she was told and immediately felt his fingers lightly touch her eyelids. Lis let out heavy billows of air. She couldn't help reaching down and caressing the thick black member again.

"You're making it hard for me to concentrate on pleasuring you." The big black man chuckled softly.

"Mmmm why don't you just stick it in me and really give me some pleasure." Lis muttered back.

"Alright then but I'm not gonna move it. I'm gonna drive you crazy." Gideon smiled at the blonde's face only inches from his. 

Lis smiled back and then spread her legs. She bent the thick penis down and pointed it at her genitals. She was excited so despite its girth Lis slick opening took the black penis easily. She desperately wanted to move against the black man but he held her in place with his weight. Lis quickly gave up and let Gideon resume massaging her face with his erection buried up to its hilt. 

The blonde whore was moaning from all the sensations which now included the large lips all over her face, neck and occasionally her nipples. She draped her legs around the black man and pressed them down on his buttocks as the first of her orgasms swept through her body. While the black man was in total control his touch was slow and gentle and for Lis this was a welcome change. Since being turned out by X her partners had been mostly into pounding their oversized penises into her athletic body. She was a paid for whore to be used as her client saw fit and her sexual submission, actual or acted, was the way it usually played out. Tonight someone was actually making love to her, caring more about her pleasure than his own and to Lis this was a wonderful revelation. No matter how hard he tried to lay motionless the subtle movements of the two bodies was taking its toll on Gideon. While Lis was now moaning uncontrollably underneath him the black man's resolve was quickly dissipating. It felt too good to be inside this beautiful woman with her lovely flesh clamping down on his. He could only last so long and now his buttocks were beginning to slowly move up and down and his moans were mingling with hers.

"Oh honey that's it. You feel so good inside me. Oh yes." Lis whispered ecstatically into Gideon's ear.

She reached down and grabbed the large round buttocks as they humped against her at a slow deliberate pace. Gideon was too far gone now. His balls had risen and they were spewing a huge load of sperm up into his rigid member. Like any experienced slut, Lis could sense her lover's impending finish.

"Gideon that's it baby! Shoot it inside me! Hose me down with that big black cock!" Lis let out with a guttural howl.

The black man arched his back and gave the blonde whore what she wanted. He moaned and then let out a high pitched sigh as his penis seemingly exploded inside of Lis. After he finished Gideon lay back down on top of Lis and kissed her. She kept her arms and legs around the black man as she felt his penis soften inside her. Lis had never felt so relaxed after a fucking. Kelvin had come close but this was bliss. Mow she knew the difference between a whore's sex and being made love too.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Gideon where did you learn to use your fingers like that?" Lis gushed.

"I'm full of surprises." The black man kissed her again and then rolled off of Lis.




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"You can spend the night if you want." Lis placed a hand on the black man's muscular chest and gently ran her nails along the taut smooth skin.

"You don't mind? I'm bushed." Gideon replied overjoyed at the invitation.

"I'm sleeping in tomorrow so as long as X doesn't mind going without his car." Lis closed her eyes now more interested in sleep than her lover's voice.

"Not till after 11am." Gideon got out before drifting off himself.

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Amy's legs were jackknifed over her head. An impossible position for most but for the former gymnast it was a simple stretch. Still she was sweating profusely as the black man's rock hard penis sliced in and out of her splayed open vagina. She was the most flexible woman X had ever fucked and he was so enjoying her abilities. He found this one every bit as athletic sexually as his other favorite whore, Lis. And just like her blonde counterpart Amy was so easy to please. They just loved to fuck and they were real good at it. As he fucked her the black pimp was certain that he had the two hottest whores in the city selling themselves for him. He was going to climb on their backs and ride them all the way to an early retirement. He banged against the gorgeous blonde in short bursts now. He knew she liked it that way. He knew what each and every one of his girls loved and despised. It was what ensured his dominance of them.

The well built black man already had his retreat from public life planned. He had packaged his properties into two distinct entities. One included his commercial properties and the other residential, including his own townhouse. Buyers were already lining up discreetly.

X was making Amy sob with delight now. No matter how badly she wanted to hurt the black stud a great fuck was a great fuck just the same and hands down, X was an expert. She had released her grip on her own calves and wrapped her arms and legs around him as yet another orgasm washed over her body. Amy had been a very sexually active woman before meeting X but in the few months she had known him X had made her cum more times than all her other lovers combined. She couldn't believe someone who could make a woman feel so wonderful could be so evil.

X felt the body shudder beneath him and he smiled. This woman was his property. And why should he look at her any other way? She brought him money just like one of his buildings. Amy was an asset for X to posses but with such incredible fringe benefits. He had seduced and then made her a part of his stable. The art of getting a grown woman to whore herself out for him and still want him desperately was a skill that X had mastered. So the ultimate fringe benefit to owning such a perfect asset as Amy or Lis wasn't that he could fuck them anytime he felt like it, it was simply that he possessed them like a painting or a rare coin. To X his women were precious things, but only things.

He quickened his pace as he felt the sperm boiling up inside him. Amy dug her nails into his thighs and grit her teeth. Having such a large penis run wild inside her took the sweet blonde to the edge of what was pleasure and pain every time. It was pure ecstasy. She cried out as the cum spurt into her womb.

They held each other for a while and after kissing rolled to their respective sides of the bed. Amy's body was soaked with sweat and her vagina flooded with cum. Normally a sexually session like this one would have left the blonde completely satiated and relaxed. Now that she was in on what her lover had done to other people the tension was there, enough to make her spine feel as if it was a broom stick.

"That was so nice baby. You're the best fuck I have working for me." X told Amy with an air of complete conceit as he cleaned his genitals with a towel.

"Thanks." Amy rolled onto her side to face the black man.

"You're my number one now you know." X ran a finger along her face.

"I'm flattered. I'll wear the crown proudly for as long as it lasts." Amy answered not able to hide her sarcasm.

"Honey all the women are wonderful but you know as well as I that the only one that comes close is your pal Lissy." X ignored the contemptuous remark as he moved his finger down to her breast.

"X there's no crown if there's no stable." Amy said softly.

"What are you talking about?" X's curiosity had been peaked.

"X, I've seen the real estate appraisers and you haven't bought any property. You've sold that building downtown. It was your favorite. I'm just saying that it looks like you're liquidating." Amy told her black lover.

X hesitated for a moment as if thinking about what to say and then he smiled. "You know you may be as smart as your friend and that's pretty damn smart. If the wind shifts she can tell you why and where it's going next."

Amy had to laugh at X's backhanded compliment of Lis. It had actually been Lis that had correctly analyzed X's latest moves. "Look X you seduced me and then turned me out. Congratulations I'm your whore now and I'm willing to fuck other men for you because I like doing it. Still if you're going to make changes don't you owe us a little fair warning so we can make our own plans?"

"Yea you're right. When the time's right you'll be told what's happening." X lied.

"Good enough. I trust you." Amy lied right back at the black man as she rested her head on her arms and stared at him. "So are you moving away?"

"That last brush with the law was a tough one. A change of pace might not be a bad thing. It doesn't mean I'm going anywhere. Maybe I'll turn into your biggest client." X chuckled but was seething underneath. How could he have given up such valuable information to one of his whores. He was getting careless and now he really couldn't get out of town soon enough. He lied back against the pillow and closed his eyes. The spilt information probably wouldn't matter.

He had no idea how wrong he was.



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37

Lis was slipping on her navy blue Jimmy Choo pumps when she first heard the noise outside her front door. She figured that one of her neighbors must have been moving something big into their residence as she checked herself out in the full length mirror. She was wearing a navy blue business suit and she knew she looked good in it. The skirt was a bit longer than most of her skirts it went slightly below her knees but it had a long slit up one side that showed off a healthy portion of thigh when she walked or sat down.

Lis opened the door expecting to find some moving men wrestling a couch into a neighbor's place. Instead she found Gideon wearing a tool belt and holding a folding table saw and a couple of other hand tools. 

"Hey what in God's name are you doing?" It was Monday and Lis liked to be early to work on the first day of the week.

"I had some great ideas for the trim in your living room." Gideon said with a hopeful smile as he brushed by Lis into her living room.

"Gideon! I have to get to work! What makes you think I wanted to renovate my place?" Lis had a bewildered smile on her face.

"Look, this has nothing to do with us over the past couple of days. I have no delusions there. I do owe you. I owe you and the rest of the girls I've abused. This is the least I can do." For an enormous man Gideon had a certain sad look when he came clean and Lis decided to buy it.

"So you're going to redo each of our apartments?" Lis smiled at the black man.

"If I have too." Gideon's smile was broad and less pathetic now.

"Well in that case you can work on putting on the crown molding and I've always wanted a bookcase over there. Let me get you some cash for the materials." Lis opened a drawer in her desk and grabbed some money.

"You don't have to pay me anything." He said.

"The labor's your redemption. The wood is going to be mahogany so I'm paying for that. I don't know what X is paying you but I'm not going to bankrupt you with my ridiculous tastes." She handed over a small stack of bills to Gideon. Lis always seemed to have stacks of cash around ever since she had been getting paid to have sex.

Lis had a good day at the office. She settled a civil case that had been hanging out there for a month or two longer than it should have all because the blonde attorney had been spending too many nights on her back with her legs high in the air instead of burning the midnight oil at her law firm. Yet the signatures on the settlement meant $800,000 for the firm and while it was far from a record fee there had been only 500 hours invested in the case and that meant a nice profit. What the partners at the firm were interested in wasn't how many black men their associate was making but how much money she was making for them and today they were very happy with her.

Lis had been so involved with her client that she had forgotten all about the construction project going on at her home. She walked through the door at about 9pm to the smell of freshly cut wood and the sound of a hammer banging nails from her bedroom. Lis immediately noticed the huge bookcase that had been built into and running the full length of the wall. It was much larger than she had thought would fit comfortably into the room but she was wrong, it looked beautiful. It went from the floor to the ceiling then she saw the craftsmanship that had gone into the construction. Then there was the crown molding. It had been custom lathed not bought from a lumberyard pre milled. Whoever had done this was a very skilled carpenter and in a few hours had increased the value of Lis' condo by tens of thousands of dollars.

"Gideon?" Lis called out. 

"I'm back here Lis." The black man answered.

Lis delicately stepped over some equipment and wood scraps in her high heels and made her way back to the bedroom. She noticed that the intricate trim continued on into the kitchen and wondered how one man could have done so much work. When she entered the bedroom she was floored. Gideon was putting the finishing touches on the molding that wrapped around another ceiling high bookcase that was about six feet wide.

"Good God Gideon! How did you get all this done?" Lis was truly amazed.

"I told you I was good." Gideon looked like the cat that had eaten the canary.

"Come on this installation is one weeks work and that's without the mill work which is just awesome." Lis challenged as she stepped up to the ladder Gideon was on and playfully rattled it.

The black man actually had to grab the newly installed bookcase for support which caused them to both laugh. Gideon climbed down and faced Lis. They were very close. Lis could see that the black man was wet with sweat. His shirt was unbuttoned and beads of sweat were resting on his muscular chest.

"Actually this whole job is about two weeks worth." Gideon smiled down at the gorgeous white woman.

"Unless?" Lis prodded further.

Gideon chuckled and gave it up. "Unless someone has a crew of friends that own a cabinet shop. Then you might be able to furnish a skyscraper in a day."

"Gideon I told you I wanted it simple because I didn't want you to spend money. You're labor was enough." Lis was shaking her head in disbelief at the work that had been done.

"They all owed me a favor and were glad to help. Especially, after they saw your picture." Gideon responded.

"How many men were working in here?" Lis smirked.

"Ten, but they're all good guys, real professionals. Nothing was taken and no one went through your drawers. I promise." Gideon assured her.

"Ten men in here? Are you kidding me? It must have been a circus in here!" Lis was beaming up at the black man's face now.

"They all know what they're doing so we were able to get most of it done. Just some final touches and the stain work." Gideon continued to assure her.

Lis was over any kind of shock and began playing with Gideon. "They saw my picture, huh?"

Gideon nodded.

"No one sniffed my lingerie?"

He shrugged with a grin as if he was truly unsure about that one.

"Did you tell them I was your girlfriend?" Lis was now on her toes with her face right in front of Gideon's. She was glad to be able to look up at a man for a change. At her height and love of high heels it was a rarity.

"No way. You think my boys are going to believe I could get someone that looks like that?" Gideon pointed to the picture of Lis in a pair of jeans and cowboy boots standing next to a horse.

"You get to fuck me right?" Lis reminded the huge black man about their agreement and then planted a kiss on his lips.

"Lis I don't like to assume anything when it comes to something that's too good to be true." Gideon replied sheepishly.

"Maybe you're right but on the other hand . . ." Lis gave the black man's lips another peck and then turned and walked out of the room.

Gideon stood there not knowing what to do. He had never been in a position like this with such a beautiful woman. He heard Lis' heels clicking on the hardwood floor. He couldn't believe that he was here in this woman's apartment.

"Gideon!" She called for him.

He walked through the kitchen and not seeing her moved onto the living room. He found her there wearing only her blue high heels, a pair of very sheer pale blue stockings and a garter belt. She had her hands on her hips. Her body was exquisite in lingerie and her face made up. It seemed to accentuate her pert breasts, the torso highlighted by a feminine six pack of abdominal muscularity and of course the legs, thick with muscle and so shapely. She was an extraordinary woman.

"Get out of those clothes." She ordered.

"I . . . I've been working all day." Gideon nervously referred to his hygiene.

"I like the way you smell. Besides I'm only going to make you sweat more, a lot more. I'm going to make you work tonight Gideon." Lis announced as she watched the black man undress.

His penis was already erect. Lis liked it when a man showed his excitement without even being touched and this man had a cannon. Gideon's penis was a thick round tube of meat, thicker than any Lis had ever worked. Robert's prick was very thick at mid shaft, a bulbous member, and it was quite enjoyable. Yet now for Lis and her vaginal canal, now well stretched by so many African cocks, a 7 ½ inch penis was a bit pedestrian. In order to really ring the statuesque blonde's bell you had better have at least 9 inches swinging between your legs and Gideon had exactly that. The fact that he was 8 inches around when erect was icing on the cake to the long legged whore.

Lis walked over to the naked black man and gently grabbed his nuts. Gideon jumped at first and then realized she just wanted him close to her.

"You wanna blow job or a fuck?" Lis grinned up at the black man's face.

Gideon had something else in mind. He grabbed Lis' buttocks and lifted her into the air. She kicked her legs into the air while he walked her over to a table and placed her on it. Lis spread her legs and awaited the inevitable penetration. Instead Gideon got down on his knees and sank his face between her thighs. Lis let out a stifled cry when she felt the tongue press against her genitals. This didn't happen often anymore. Since being a professional Lis did the servicing not the other way around.

Lis lay down on the table and draped her silk encased legs on the black man's shoulders. She was really relaxing now and she knew this was really not work. She was being pleasured by Gideon's tongue and while not in a league with Cory Everlund he wasn't doing a bad job. There was hope for this eager black man. He was licking in all the right places and her juices were starting to flow all over his face. Lis let the soft high pitched sighs escape from her throat. This is how Lis envisioned her post prostitute love life, being made love too by a handsome, sexually capable and generous man and most definitely a black man. Yes, if ever Lis Rome would get to choose again it would be a man of African descent. When she thought about a perfect man he had traces of Kelvin, Robert, now Gideon and, of course X running through his veins. Lis had come to accept that regardless of what happened over the next few weeks she would never be rid of that man.

Lis was thoroughly enjoying Gideon's oral ministrations. The feeling of his tongue dragging across her large and now engorged labia lips was sending shivers through her entire body. Sensing her response to his work Gideon put more pressure on Lis' genitals. He deftly slipped a wet finger into her moistening hole. Lis squirmed and let out a plaintive howl. 

"Oh Gideon! Yes!" Lis let out in her deep voice.

As for the black man he kept up his oral assault. He knew that his partner was close and more than anything he wanted this white woman to be happy with his performance. Gideon continued frigging her with his finger and licking up around her clitoris. Lis was moaning and bucking her hips up and down as her first orgasm hit. Fluid gushed out of her and streamed down to a small puddle that had formed on the table.

"Oh my darling you have to take me! Fuck me with that shiny black dick!" Lis pleaded.

Gideon got up and lined himself up with Lis. She watched the black man grab his erection and aim it between her legs. Even his bear sized paw seemed to barely wrap around the huge girthy prong which was now drooling with pre cum. Gideon was overcome with lust and could hold back no longer. He pressed against the slick opening and despite an inhuman thickness with the abundance of lubricant slid right into her. Lis reacted by lifting her upper body up of the table and groaning. She may have wet with excitement and accustomed to being stretched by well endowed men but a cock this thick was still a challenge to take.

Gideon wanted to fuck Lis so badly he was on auto pilot. He began lunging into Lis with force. His balls began bouncing off her ass and sweat was pouring out of his pores. He was leaning over the naked white woman with a hand placed on either side of her. Lis could smell his musk heavy with sweat and she reveled in it. She wrapped her legs around the pumping black torso and reached out and grabbed the edges of the table all for support against the muscular body heaving into her.

When it looked like the two of them might destroy the piece of furniture and have the whole building wondering if there was a rugby match being played out in her apartment Lis reached up and hugged the hulking black man.

"Nigga Squat me you motherfucker! Bounce me up and down!" Lis gasped.

Gideon hoisted her off the table by the buttocks. Then he began lunging upwards and then letting the weight of Lis' body fall back down on the stiff appendage that was buried deep inside her. Lis felt as if she was being bounced up and down on him for hours. Like most black men she found the Gideon's stamina extraordinary. It must have sounded like a herd of buffalo roaming above from the apartment below. Lis felt like a ragdoll as Gideon kept throwing her into the air with incredible ease. The muscular blonde had found her ultimate sexual athlete. Suddenly Gideon stopped bouncing Lis. He held her close. Lis could feel his hips still bucking and the thick penis moving inside her. Then the warmth spread inside her as his sperm flowed into her womb. 

Lis held onto the black man until he was done. She let her legs drop and she stood on her tip toes as Gideon walked her over to the couch. They lay down on it with Lis in his muscular black arms. It was as if she were being held by a huge onyx statue Gideon was so big and solid. She reached for the remote and turned on the TV.

"Now isn't this perfect for a guy? A rigorous fuck and then a baseball game." Both of them laughed.

"This game's no good. I'm a Tigers man." Gideon kept chuckling.

"Tigers? How does a Tigers fan end up out here?" Lis turned and looked at him.

"I'm from Detroit." Gideon replied.

"Well good luck with that." Lis rested her head back on his chest.

"I think these stockings are about the best thing I've ever felt, especially with you wearing them." Gideon ran his hands along one of Lis' silk clad thigh which was damp with sweat and cum.

"Mmmm you better like them. They cost $50 dollars." Lis smiled down at the black man.

He lifted his head and kissed the blonde on the lips. Lis broke the kiss her smile had disappeared.

"Gideon we have to talk." Lis said softly in the darkening room.

"Okay, shoot." He replied.

"I need your help." She informed him.

"Whatever I can do, you know I owe you." He replied.

"Well first you should know that you owe me nothing and secondly the way things are going between us, it has nothing to do with what I need from you. I'm hoping we can see how things go between us despite you know . . . my job." Lis explained.

"I'm okay with whatever you want Lis. And I understand what you have to do to make your money." Gideon said.

"Okay well." Lis hesitated and the let it out. "I need to know what happened to Cameron Sedgewick.

38

Nikki smiled broadly and grabbed at the sheets. She loved the sensation of the bulbous cock stretching her vaginal opening as it slid inside her. She was laughing on her belly as Robert mounted her from behind. Once he was in to the hilt the black man covered the shapely brunette with his ebony colored body and began to undulate his hips up and down. He was much gentler with Nikki. The more physical dominating attitude was hatched with the woman who had become his true love, Lis. Nikki had a body that they could have modeled the Barbie doll after it was so perfect but in Lis Robert had a sexual playground.

Nikki moaned each time the thickness of the penis withdrew and stretched her labia lips. It was sexual bliss. She felt the black man's hands on her shoulders using her for support as he fucked her. She further showed her acceptance of his penis by throwing her legs over his. It further spread her for him and the black man began fucking her harder.

They had been going at it for about a half hour and the room was hot. She felt the sweat dripping onto her back. Having been with Robert so many times she could tell when the man was close and she knew Robert was about to pop. She clenched her vaginal canal down on his penis causing a wonderful friction. Robert felt the change in sensation and let out a groan. He couldn't fight it anymore. He gave in, quickening his pace and letting the tightness grab at his manhood. He let out groan after groan as his heaving body slapped against Nikki's buttocks. Nikki felt the sticky liquid gush into her. She let the wiry black man cum and then lay down on the smooth sheets when he collapsed on top of her.

"I've missed you Robert." Nikki let out between heavy breathing.

"And I you. My goodness I'd forgotten how wonderful you are my luv." He huffed from above.

Nikkie felt his lips on her neck and sighed. "You have Lis now. How could you miss any other woman." 

The black man climbed off Nikki and lay down next to her so that they were facing each other on their sides. "You women are such a silly lot sometimes. You are so smart so beautiful but when another beautiful woman enters the room you automatically believe you are forgotten. Yes Lis is gorgeous and sexy but so are you my luv and there is no way either Trevor or myself would ever forget you. You are and always will be one of my loves."

Nikki blushed seemingly satisfied with the black man's eloquent explanation. They kissed and hugged each other.

"Now my sweet you have to take me to our dear friend Lis." Robert said as he began climbing out of the bed.

"You want to see her now? Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Nikki didn't relish the thought of leaving the bed covered with plush Egyptian cotton sheets.

"Why yes my luv, you see my dear friend Carl left a very important message for her before he left this world." Robert smiled sorrowfully at the sexy whore.

39

Lis flipped her cell phone shut as she climbed into the limo. She had told Robert that the easiest way to meet was if she stopped by the embassy on the way from her own sexual encounter from uptown. Amy was already in the back seat. The two women kissed as they moved out into traffic.

"Gideon we're going to stop at the embassy for an extra half hour or so. Is that possible?" Lis knew that X tracked the location of his whores and his two cars down to the minute and side trips were not often tolerated.

"X expects me back at the garage at 1am so I think were fine." The large black man turned his head slightly as he drove so that he could be heard.

The limo pulled up to the Jamaican embassy and the two women jumped out and moved quickly towards the residence building. Since they were expected the front desk waved them to the elevator.

"How did it go tonight?" Lis turned and asked Amy.

"Oh God! I'm trying to make peace with the fact that one of the most incredible bodies in the city shoots his load quicker than he can shoot the ball." Amy chagrined.

"Money is money even if it's a quick shooting pro basketball player." Lis told her fellow whore.

"He blew a huge load right on my thigh. It smeared all over my stocking." Amy lamented.

"So that's why you're barelegged. Hey Charles Mutomi that African oil guy? He's so flabby it's like having sex with a waterbed. Yet he's well hung and knows how to use it. You can't judge a stud by his appearance." Lis said as they got off the elevator.

Amy followed the taller blonde visibly shaking from laughter as a result of the waterbed remark. Despite her earlier prickly personality Amy had turned into a rather silly girl that enjoyed a good laugh. They went up to the large one bedroom apartment where Lis had been sexually dominated by Robert so many times before and knocked on the door. Nikki opened the door. She was wearing a conservative business suit. Lis had influenced her choice of dress recently which had made her more professional woman and less professional whore.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 07



"Good evening ladies." Robert greeted them as she walked over to them buttoning up his dress shirt.

"Good evening Robert." Amy smiled at the black man.

"It's so nice to see you again Amy." Robert reached out for her hand and kissed it. "And you my lady?"

"Robert" Lis gushed as she leaned down and kissed him on the lips.

"I have something for you from Carl. I'm sorry to say that cancer finally got the best of my friend two weeks ago." Robert smiled as he thought about his friend. He retrieved an envelope from the desk and turned to give it to the tall blonde.

Despite the smile Lis could see the grief in Robert's eyes. "Robert I'm so sorry to hear about Carl. I know what such good friends you were."

"I knew my friend since we were children. Believe it or not he was the one that stuck up for this runt of the litter when the bullies lined up against us in the schoolyard. Robert was remembering his friend with pride." In his final days he did not forget you or your mission. He asked that you receive this sealed letter."

"Is that a judicial seal?" Lis asked with an expert's authority.

"Yes it is. If anything Carl was thorough and he wanted things official, he always did." Robert answered.

"What does it mean?" Amy asked.

"It means that Carl left us a notarized affidavit. We shouldn't break the seal unless we are in the presence of an officer of the court, a judge or district attorney." Lis explained.

"Girl, how do you know so much?" Nikki interjected which caused Robert to chuckle.

The four had a brief conversation consisting mostly of the girls giving Robert their condolences regarding his friend Carl. As they were about to take their leave Robert called out to the here women. "Ladies! One more thing. My influence in this city ends at the front doors of this building. If this project of yours becomes overly challenging you know where there is a sanctuary and it is absolute."

They loaded into the elevator and Amy broke the silence. "What did Robert mean about sanctuary?"

"It means that if the shit hits the fan and something happens to me you're to head to Jamaica and Robert's immediately. You both understand?" Lis told the other two women.

They nodded solemnly and then Nikki broke up the seriousness of the moment. "You know I really do think she's some sort of super heroine or maybe an alien. She knows everything does everything. Which one is it honey?"

"You've seen how long my tongue is. You decide." Lis smiled over at the sultry blonde.

Amy was already smiling broadly glad to have the subject changed. The three of them walked out into the night. The two continuing to playfully poke at Lis about her supposed super human abilities. It would be one of the final laughs they'd have together for quite a while.

40

Lis had it all worked out in his head She had even taken two weeks vacation from her law firm so that 100 percent of her energies could be devoted to bringing down Cameron Sedgewick's killers and Xavier Washington. Still, from her experience as a lawyer she knew that projects worked out in one's head never worked out that way in reality. You had to be nimble and willing to change direction in an instant. While she did it as easily as putting on her pumps in a courtroom she didn't know if she was up to it in such a potentially more violent situation. 

The four of them met at Lis' place on the first day of her vacation. Lis led them through the plan of action she thought they should take and then Gideon added some suggestions that ended up being incorporated into the plan. Lis was impressed with the large black man's smarts and was glad that she had worked him over to their side.

They had enough of the story put together from what Gideon had told Lis. As she has suspected he had been driving that night and he had seen and heard things that had narrowed down the killer or killers to someone in X's crew or X himself. They still had to find out who it was and Lis was certain that they would find out who it was in X's basement.

In the meantime Lis decided to give X what he had been waiting for. She went to his townhouse and told him she was going to quit her job and become his full time whore. She was using up the rest of her vacation time and could start immediately. X was overjoyed. From a purely financial standpoint Lis could gross an additional 5 to 10 thousand dollars a week. Just as satisfying was the victory he had achieved. He had taken down a brilliant sophisticated professional woman and made her a part of his stable. A woman who would now cater sexually to wealthy and powerful black men fulltime and she belonged to him. For Lis, her goal of getting her pimp to let down his guard had been accomplished.

She went out every night that week and had three matinees. Lis was getting laid like a porno actress starring in an interracial sex epic. She was jumping from black cock to black cock and earning X a huge sum in just her first few days. Little did her dominating pimp know but her first week was going to be her last. The well toned blonde was planning on springing her trap before she finished her second week.

41

Lis' head bobbed up and down furiously in the complete darkness. She wanted this particular erection to pop quickly. It wasn't that the blonde whore didn't enjoy this particular client. As she always demanded he was a black man. He was also in good shape and devoid of painful or overly unusual fetishes. He simply liked his sex the old fashioned way which when it came to getting paid Lis was just fine with sometimes.

Today Lis needed a favor and decided that a freebie blow job was appropriate. Judge Elwood Jordan was shocked when he discovered that the gorgeous and very talented attorney at Collins, Kelly and Witt was moonlighting as a painted lady. Lis was just as shocked when she knocked on the door for the job and found that the judge was one of the many men that paid for sex.

At the time Lis knew it for what it was, a gambit by X to out her as a whore and thus force her into becoming a full time girl in his stable. Unfortunately for X Lis and the judge were reasonable people and neither panicked. Since the judge worked in family court and that wasn't Lis' gig they didn't have to worry about conflicts of interest. In fact the two barely knew each other. Lis was smart enough to be familiar with anyone of importance at the courthouse while Judge Jordan knew a sexy woman when he saw one and he was a sucker for a blonde with great legs. Lis' short skirts and high heels were legend downtown and she drove him crazy. The business/sexual relationship continued on about a once a month basis.

Lis needed advice on which judge could be best trusted to hold onto the affidavit that Robert had given her and not let it become public. Afraid that if their relationship somehow became public the affidavit might get thrown out of a court case Lis wanted to use someone besides Elwood Jordan. Understanding the situation the judge had recommended one of his colleagues and then sat down and let the leggy blonde crawl under his robes in her business attire and service him.

Lis attacked the dark skinned prong with gusto. The last thing she needed was to be caught on her knees pleasuring a judge. The sloshing noise of the black penis stabbing into the warm saliva eminated throughout the chamber. The judge was fully reclined in his leather chair his eyes mere slits. The blonde attorney usually took her time with the judge but that was at his apartment or at a hotel room. Today they were in a semi public place and Judge Jordan was getting the skin sucked right off his cock. He had tried to hold off the inevitable but she was so fucking sexy and so good at her work. The black man erupted into her mouth with a groan. Lis expertly sucked the salty cum down her throat and then backed out from under the judge's robe and stood. She smoothed out her wool skirt and pulled up her stockings as the black man looked on with admiration. She was by a wide margin the hottest piece of ass he'd ever bought.

"So Judge Raymond. I've never met him." Lis said as she grabbed her briefcase.

"He's in probate. Your boys Wentworth and Smalley know him inside and out." The judge referred to the two partners a Collins, Kelly and Witt that handled estate work as he pulled up his pants.

"As long as he doesn't need to be serviced, one judicial dick is enough to suck and try and keep my license at the same time." Lis smiled as she turned.

"Lis we're two consenting adults. You're license to practice law is safe as far as our relationship is concerned. As for Judge Raymond, you won't have to worry about any sexual advances. I picked him because he's the most ethical judge I know and that's truly saying something believe it or not. Now take care of yourself with whatever this thing is." The fifty something black man gave the blonde a kiss on the lips.

As Lis was leaving the judge's office she bumped right into Corinna Everlund. The two women held each other and when they found that people were starting to take notice they let each other go.

"Family court, what's a hot shot like you doing down here?" Corinna smiled at her lover.

Lis had thought long and hard about letting her girlfriend in on what was happening. She wanted to know what was happening. She wanted to know what a sharp legal mind like Corinna's thought about her situation but that was exactly why she couldn't tell the muscular blonde. It was her situation. She was a whore and when Corinna found out the shit was going to hit the fan.

"Just dropping off some paperwork for a colleague." Lis grinned back at her.

"Why don't you stop in for a visit?" The muscular blonde nodded towards the elevator.

They made their way up the four floors to Corinna Everlund's office. Behind closed doors Lis was once again subject to the sexual advances of an officer of the court. Lis took a seat on the couch and Corinna settled in right next to her and put a hand on her lover's knee.

"So where have you been lately?" The district attorney leaned in and kissed Lis.

"Mmmm too busy. I'm sorry. I've wanted to be with you. They have me running ragged over there and I can't say no." Lis opened her eyes as their lips parted.

"It's okay. I've heard around the courthouse that you're the new star at Collins, Kelly & Witt. That doesn't come without some serious hours." Corinna smiled understandingly and kissed Lis again.

"What happens if someone comes in here?" Lis giggled running her hand through Corinna's hair.

"They'll be shocked to find I like women! Very good looking women!" Corinna let out with mock surprise and a smile as she got up from the couch.

Lis admired her girlfriend's legs and ass as she swayed over towards her desk. The powerful blonde turned and leaned against the desk and crossed her legs.

"How about dinner tonight?" Corinna seemed to be testing the gorgeous blonde with her invitation.

"Sure, where to you want to go?" Lis knew that I her plan went into effect over the next couple of days this may be a last night o bliss with Corinna and she didn't want to miss it.

"I'll cook." Corinna grinned mischievously.

"Yea and then you're going to cook me." Lis returned the grin as she stood and faced the muscular bull dyke. 

"You wear those leather pants you first seduced me with and I'll certainly have you steaming. Would that be such a bad thing?" Corinna grabbed Lis' hand and the two kissed passionately for a long minute.

42

As always Lis was aware of Cory's subtle hints. She had mentioned the skin tight leather pants and Lis knew well enough that her well built lover wanted to see her in something that showed off her prominent genitals for all the world to see. Cory got turned on thinking about Lis making her way uptown totally exposed, a sexual look that during the day the prim and proper blonde tried so hard to hide. Despite being the top Cory also liked her women to have some masculinity to them. Lis understood that her muscular lover liked a challenge, a fellow dyke or maybe a woman who wasn't so sure about a lesbian encounter, someone that needed to be taken down or expertly seduced. Either way Lis never failed to play the part and play it well. Tonight she had shimmied into a pair of shiny pvc pants. They were every bit as tight as the leather pants. Another pair of Jimmy Choos, a white mid drift blouse and a black jacket that matched the pants and Lis was out the door, eye candy for anyone that was lucky enough to catch her on the street.

Cory Everlund deftly put the salmon into the oven as the doorbell rang. She wanted a quick glass of wine and to get to dinner as soon as possible. She wanted all night to work on her luscious blondie. Relatively speaking it had been a while -- over a week -- since she had been with her girl. She missed touching the athletic blonde, feeling her squirm underneath her while they made love. Still tonight there would be an ultimatum of sorts. Corinna had let the gorgeous attorney play the field for long enough. She had an attraction to men just like Lis but a commitment was a commitment. 

Then a familiar cloud drifted into her mind. It had been there ever since She and Lis had gotten close. Had Lis been sleeping with other women? That would have been devastating to Corinna. No woman had ever dared to cheat on her but this one was different. Lis Rome could walk into any room and seduce just about any woman. She was that sexy. All sorts of scenarios and conspiracy theories raced through the bodybuilder's mind and they all drove her to the point of insanity. There was the nightmare where Lis was pressed up against the wall by a well built Hispanic woman. The Latina was kissing Lis and had her hands on her breasts. Then there was Lis all dolled up in a sexy outfit bent over facing Corinna. There was somebody between her legs. Corinna couldn't tell who it was until Lis let loose with an earth shattering orgasm and the same Hispanic woman stood up and came around and began kissing her girlfriend. It was Alana. She was another Assistant District Attorney in Corinna's office and the object of desire of just about every man that walked through the courthouse doors. Corinna had even come close to attempting to seduce the tall black haired beauty before meeting Lis but decided that a workplace affair would be career suicide. 

Corinna couldn't figure why these thoughts entered her mind but they were destroying her inside. Had she picked up subtle signs that Lis just didn't like being the bottom in their relationship? After all she was a strong woman with a muscular dyke build. Was she simply enjoying her new found sexuality and going a little girl crazy? Or worse, had she actually hooked up with the tall dark eyed Latina from her office? Was that dirty half Mexican sliding her tongue in and out of Lis' pussy? Corinna couldn't be sure about anything but she was going to find out and if there was a hint of any Latin loving she would do Alana in much the same way she had taken care of that black pimp, a slow sexually oriented death. As with any sociopath, acquaintances drifted in and out of being targets of their violent ways just by whatever might be imagined, realistic or not. And so just like that, an assistant district attorney was in danger for no other reason than she was beautiful and an imagined seductress of Corinna Everlund's girlfriend.

Lis knocked on the door and was greeted with a smile and a passionate kiss. Lis loved being in Corinna's arms. They went to the kitchen where Corinna was keeping an eye on the fish. They giggled and touched each other while Corinna poured a glass of chardonnay for both of them.

"This is a very nice California vineyard. I think that California wines are so overpriced now but something like this is worthwhile." Corinna exclaimed as she finished pouring and then stepped up to Lis and held up her glass and made a toast. "Here's to us. I hope this works out girlfriend."

"Here's to us. And I really do want us together Cory." Lis returned.

"It's just taken so long." Corinna put out.

"I know. I know. Cory I need another week maybe ten days and everything will be smooth at work. I apologize about seeming so cavalier about such an important thing. I have to tell you that I think about you all the time, about us being together." Lis admitted.

"So ten more days huh? Tell me. And I won't be mad because I told you it was alright when we were first together. Do you need ten days for work or to get out of another relationship, with a man . . . or maybe a woman?" Corinna came out with it.

"Work Cory work. I'm not in any kind of long term relationship with a man and definitely not a woman. You have to know that the way you make me feel. There is no one else that can do those things, that I would let do those sorts of things to me. " Lis carefully phrased her answer so that she wouldn't let on that she was having a series of one night relationships with countless men and then there was the thought of Amy's perfect body.

"Well I'm a little better now I guess. You've been away so long. I thought that maybe you were moving on." Cory finished with another gulp of wine.

"Cory you should know that I don't do things that way. I've been burned myself and I don't like sleazy get aways. I would have done anything face to face with you." Lis smiled as she walked over to the amazon blonde and put her arms around her. "And right now the only things I want to do face to face with you involve this sort of thing."

Cory put her arms around Lis as her blonde girlfriend began kissing her. Their tongues touched and then rubbed against each other. Then Cory broke the kiss to talk. "You have no idea the crazy scenes that were playing through my mind."

"Oh my God Cory I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to put you through anything." Lis said while in the big blonde's arms and then grinned. "So what were you thinking about?"

"Stop it I'm embarrassed enough as it is." Cory smiled back and then kissed her again.

"Come on honey let me in on it." Lis playfully pushed her.

Cory hesitated and then said. "You know that tall Hispanic ADA in criminal with me?"

"Sure, Alana something or other right?" Lis answered and then listened.

"That's her. Well I kept thinking about the two of you." Cory Everlund's face was crimson red with embarrassment.

"Well at least you had me sleeping with a beautiful sexy woman." Lis grinned as she kissed her lover again.

"You two did look good together." Corinna couldn't help laughing. "It drove me crazy you know."

"Well let's drive you crazy in another way." Lis reached up under Corinna's skirt and felt her womanhood.

Corinna gasped as the hand firmly brushed against her. She kissed Lis on the neck and breathed against her. Just as she expected Lis found no panties and just flesh. She ran her fingers along the pronounced lips and let the middle two slip into Cory. She began frigging into the amazon, gently at first and then with more and more pressure. She kissed Cory's neck as she worked her. The muscular blonde let out a burst of guttural cries in as she sank into utter ecstasy. Her body began to rock back and forth as she pushed into her lover's.

"That's it baby just let it go. You're getting nice and wet aren't you?" Lis smiled into Cory's eyes as she continued to pump in and out now with all four of her fingers.

"Ugh! Oh! Oh God Oh!" Cory let out in full heat. It had been a while since anyone had made her feel this way. She grabbed at Lis and hugged her into her body. "Go down! You have to go down!"

Lis did as she was ordered. She squatted down and smoothed the mini skirt up. Cory's pussy was dripping with lubricant and had completely relaxed. Lis was looking up at a hole she had stretched wide with her fingers. She stuck out her tongue and dove into Cory. The muscular female let out a loud gasp when the tongue sank into her and when it began to wiggle from side to side she began to scream. Cory marveled at the blonde's prowess. She had taught this girl well, perhaps too well. If she was able to drive her to such sexual heights it was Cory who was in peril of becoming the sex slave to Lis' pleasuring techniques.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 07



The next twenty minutes or so was a picture of lesbian passion. They got out of their clothes and the two of them ended up on the floor in a 69. Cory was underneath her blonde lover, an unusual position for her but with Lis' tongue buried to the hilt she was too busy thrusting her hips into the air to care. Her own tongue was doing its work as well. Lis was squirming on top of her and the liquid was drooling out of her slit. The women were moaning and telling each other how much they wanted each other.

Finally Cory had to take control. She lifted off the floor and grabbed her lover by the hand pulling her up off her knees. They kissed and then Cory threw Lis against the heavy wooden kitchen table bending her over it. She resumed her licking only now she had grabbed a wooden mixing spoon and begun to use it on Lis. She plunged the handle portion of the utensil into the bucking blonde's genitals while she continued to assault her with her tongue. Lis was now beside herself with lust. She was screaming, actually screaming for Cory to make her cum. Once again the two lesbians had achieved a sexual intensity that was not to be believed. Cory who had been sliding the utensil back and forth along Lis' clitoris had now turned it around and was using the spoon end to stretch Lis' opening. 

"Oh my God Cory! My darling! That feels so incredible! What are you doing to me?" Lis turned her head to see what sort of diabolical sexual torture her lover was performing on her. 

"Just relax my sweet. You're all mine tonight." Cory was grinning, her almond shaped eyes dancing with desire now that she was once again on top.

The muscular Blonde worked the wide spoon in and out and occasionally gave the enflamed lips a lick so that the gushing lubricant wouldn't drip onto the table. Cory wanted it all for herself. Meanwhile Lis was lying prone on the table on her belly and her legs spread in a split. She wasn't quite as flexible as Amy but it was clear that Lis was giving herself completely to Cory. The bodybuilder was more than eager to take advantage. She withdrew the spoon which had splayed open Lis' pussy and replaced it with her fingers. Like Lis had done to her Cory began frigging the blonde which brought the sobs back louder than ever. Lis felt the fingers all over her genitals. They were touching her and sliding in and out of her. All at once she felt what seemed like all of Cory's fingers enter her.

"Oh Cory what are you doing? That's too much!" Lis exclaimed as she turned back to try and see what her lover was doing to her.

"Just relax honey. Relax those gorgeous legs of yours and let me do you." Cory said in a soft tone.

With that Cory sank the rest of her hand into Lis. She moved gently in and out of the blonde until she was easily taking her up to her wrist. Then she closed her hand into a fist inside of Lis. Meanwhile Lis had no other choice but to trust her lover. Now that her hand had been curled into a fist Cory was anchored to her lover. Lis squirmed and gyrated her buttocks up and down and side to side. She found that as long as she stayed relaxed her vaginal canal was loose enough to actually enjoy what was being done to her. Yet, inevitably the pleasurable sensations caused her to clamp down on Cory and at first there was some pain until the first orgasm hit and then Lis was on fire. She began pushing back onto Cory's fist and now the drooling lubricant had turned into a gushing spray that was squirting out all around the muscular blonde's arm.

"Sweet Lord what are you doing to me Cory." Lis roared through the lust in her voice.

"You're experiencing your first fisting my luv and you are doing wonderfully. There just take it like a woman. That's my girl." There seemed to be a glee in Cory's voice that Lis had never heard before and it was unsettling.

As Cory had ordered Lis took it. She took her lover's fist for what seemed an eternity of orgasms mixed with a delightful dose of masochistic agony. She had too. With the clenched fist lodged inside her Lis was helpless. Her legs flailed about on the table while Cory manually stretched her. This was bigger than any dick that Lis had taken. Lis let out a staccato burst of deep groans when a particularly violent orgasm made her body involuntarily flop around on the table like a freshly caught fish. It was at this moment that she thought she may actually die from the pleasure that was coursing through her body. Cory relaxed her grip on the comely blonde's genitals and let her hand slip out of the soaked hole. Lis lay exhausted on the table while Cory's hands pressed down on her back and traveled up to her shoulders.

"My God Cory what did you do to me? That was so fucking intense!" Lis gushed lying on her belly.

"Did you like it sweetie?" Cory asked softly as she climbed on top of the blonde and reached around and grabbed her breasts. 

"I'm not so sure I can handle something that wild every night but you just fucking rocked me." Lis replied as she turned her head so that she could smile up at her lesbian lover.

"Why don't we go upstairs. This table might suffice for a fisting but we should be more comfortable." Cory cooed down into Lis' ear.

"What's burning in the oven?" Lis asked with a bit of concern in her voice.

"You're what's in the oven. Now we've got two big athletic bodies to feed so why don't I order some steamed vegetables from Charlie Dragon's and we can feed each other in bed." Like Lis, Cory's penchant for being in shape extended to her eating habits.

"What did you have planned in there?" Lis was still curious about the planned meal.

Cory lifted Lis up from the table and held her from behind. She kissed her on the neck and kneaded her breasts for a moment and then walked her over to the phone and dialed the Chinese restaurant. While Cory talked on the phone Lis turned the tables on her lover. She nibbled on her neck and her ear while she pleaded with the sculpted blonde to include some ribs with their order. The two wrestled with each other and giggled as they kissed and Cory tried to finish talking with the restaurant. Then Cory dragged her girl up the stairs and threw her onto the bed.

They made love only to take a break when the Chinese food was delivered. Cory had rolled her eyes but had ultimately relented when Lis had pleaded for an order with meat in it. Despite her regimented diet she kept stealing the gorgeous blonde's ribs as they ate in bed and talked about their jobs and life in general. Lis was so happy when she spent time with her lesbian lover. Cory was intelligent, gorgeous and as dominant as any man Lis had ever known. She had decided that when her battle with X was over she would do whatever she could to make things right with Cory and give herself to the muscular blonde. Little did she know that this night would be the last moment of peace she would ever have with Cory Everlund.

43

It had been two days since Lis had kissed Cory and told her she would meet up with her at the end of the week. The time for pulling off what they needed to catch Cameron's killer was running out. Lis couldn't procrastinate any longer. She placed a call to Amy and told her it was one. Then she got Nikki and Gideon over to her apartment. 

The two of them arrived almost simultaneously and their nerves were showing. Gideon was perspiring heavily until Lis turned down the temperature for the air conditioning. Meanwhile Nikki was chattering about everything and anything. It was clear that her mind was racing at a hundred miles an hour. 

"Okay guys everyone has each others' cell phone numbers right?" Lis asked to start things off.

"We're all set." Gideon said his face shiny with moisture.

"And everyone's got their phones set to vibrate right?" She continued.

"Lis baby just settled down we're more than ready alright? I mean I haven't practiced this much since before my first porno shoot." Nikki smiled somewhat confidently.

"I wish I could have been there for that." Gideon added.

When everyone added up what Nikki and Gideon had each said they all broke out in hysterics. At that point the buzzer to Lis apartment sounded. Lis went to the door and spoke softly into the intercom. She pressed the button so that the building's main door would open and then turned her attention back to her guests. 

"Look we're all going to be under the gun at one point or another today but everyone knows what our girl has to do for us. Without her we don't even get off the ground so let's give her some support and if I say that she has to change her outfit to sex herself up then just back me up okay?" Lis announced just as the knock came at the door. Lis opened up her apartment door and her mouth dropped wide open.

"Well will this work?" Amy said from outside the door.

"Ugh" Was all Lis could get out before her fellow whore walked through the door.

"I don't think we have to worry about our girl not looking like a sweet piece of bait! No siree!" Nikki barked in her familiar rebel howl. "Girl you look so ready to go to work!"

"Good God do you think that may be too much? You might kill him." Gideon added as he looked at Amy with his eyes popped open as wide as saucers.

"So you think this is okay?" Amy asked as she took a spin so that they could get a look at every inch of her.

"Amy, the two of us are professionals at dressing for sex and we're both blown away. I think you're going to have no problem getting him naked." Lis commented from the doorway.

They were all right. Amy was wearing a short white with blue flowers summer dress. It went down to her upper thigh where a pair of tanned well oiled legs appeared and went down to a pair of extraordinary high heel sandals that tied off around her ankles. Her body glistened with the lotion she had applied everywhere. It was a miracle that she hadn't been jumped on the way over to Lis' apartment. 

"Okay everyone hopefully we can all be around to ogle our girl when the mission is done. We all know what we're doing. Oh yes, we all have Detective Briski's phone number just in case." They all nodded in the affirmative. "Hopefully we are in and out of this thing without X and his gang knowing a thing and then I can take the evidence to the authorities and Cameron Sedgewick's family can have some peace."

With that Amy and Gideon left together. Lis and Nikki, both devout bisexuals, couldn't resist checking out the well built blonde's shapely legs as they walked away from them glistening in the light. The two women remained behind. They wouldn't be expected into the game for another hour. Both were wearing running tights and lightweight long sleeve tops. Lis had thought that coming off as a couple of runners out for a jaunt in the early evening would provide them with an ability to mix into a crowd if they needed it. The two whores waited nervously on the couch and watched some TV. They were worried about their friend as she was the one that would be initiating Lis' plan.

44

Amy and Gideon drove uptown in relative silence for the first five minutes. Then like a nervous parent Gideon began asking Amy if she had remembered one thing or another and if there was anything else he could do for her. When Gideon seemed to be going into a third loop of the same reminders and requests to help the tightly built blonde she calmly interrupted the enormous black man and told him she was all set and more than ready for the task at hand. Maybe it was the fact that she had done enough tricks and was now a full professional, that for the most part she had not been in Lis' apartment where the others had worked themselves up to a nerve wracked frenzy or quite possibly her past as an athlete, a gymnast was serving her well.

"Why don't you let me out a couple of blocks from the house. That way X won't be able to see the car." Amy told her driver.

"Sure thing baby. Now are you sure your all set. You've got everything you need. We don't have to go back for anything." Gideon was on pins and needles in the driver's seat.

"Gideon, I'm good to go and you know as well as me that I've got everything I need right here." The blonde smiled over at the huge black man as she grabbed her breasts and then moved a hand down to her thigh and gently caressed it up and down.

"You certainly do have it all. You've got my number on speed dial just in case right?" He smiled nervously back at her.

Amy leaned over when the car came to a stop and gave the black man a kiss on the cheek and then full on the lips. "When this is over we're all going to work on getting all this stress out of our systems."

"I sure wouldn't mind knowing how we're going to do that because I need some stress relief right here and now." Gideon replied.

"Sex silly, we're all going to have one hell of an orgy together when this is over. Thanks for looking out for me big man." With that Amy opened the door and hopped out of the car.

She only had to walk two blocks to X's townhouse but in that short distance Amy had picked up an abundance of admirers. Even in a city chock full of the most gorgeous women in the world she was getting stares like she was the most beautiful thing the men and some of the women had seen in years. It wasn't that she was dressed so provocatively. Sure she had on a short dress and extremely expensive high heels but a lot of women wore this sort of style on a hot summer day. It was what was wrapped in the dress and the legs that wore the heels. Amy was a bomb and most everyone she walked by were paying her tribute.

She climbed the stairs to X's townhouse and turned the door knob. As they had hoped X's habit of leaving the door open when he was at home would continue on this day. Amy slowly pushed open the door and once inside gently knocked on the inside wall and called out for X. 

"Amy sweetie is that you?" X called out from the living room just off the foyer.

"Sure is. I've got the cash from the trip to Miami and I wanted to get it to you before I lost it." Amy said as she turned the corner and walked into the living room.

"Oh honey, you're more careful than that. You're my star player right . . ." X had been looking down reading some paperwork but when he looked up he couldn't speak anymore.

Amy held out the thick wad of money and smiled up at X.

"Good Lord girl do you have a job today?" X asked throwing the pile of papers onto the couch.

"No, I just bought this dress. What do you think?" Amy did a twirl just had she had for her friends at Lis' apartment. She already knew she had the black man right where she wanted him.

"Girl that outfit is unbelievable. I mean it's sexy as hell but not in a slutty way. It's good baby real good and those heels are so sweet. You've done something else haven't you? Your hair and that oil on your legs, it's crazy." X grabbed at his crotch in the loose fitting pants.

It was a subtle signal but the only one Amy needed. She walked over to X and squatted down so that she was eye level with his genitals. She reached up and grabbed at the long cylinder that was now a huge bulge in the cotton pants. Gently massaging it she took her other hand and pulled down the zipper and undid the button at the waist. Amy pulled the long black tube out of X's pants and then carefully slid it onto her mouth. She began fellating the hard penis and playing with the large nuts hanging in the relaxed scrotum. X was enjoying the unexpected sexual encounter. It was always a pleasure when one of his ladies showed up wanting a good fuck, especially Amy or Lis. They were both incredible specimens and it was clear that Lis was teaching Amy many of her wonderful techniques.

45

The two women jogged up to the street just south of X's town house. Then they stopped and walked up to the front of the luxurious home. Nikki noticed how much Lis was sweating. It came from the nerves but also from working out every day. They took the steps up to the front door and found that Amy had been able to make their job easier by leaving the door cracked open. Now they just had to push the door open without turning the knob and making any unnecessary noise.

They got inside and pushed the door back to its cracked open position. Then they turned and crept into the home. As they moved past the opening for the living room they were shocked to see that Amy had been unable to get X up to the bedroom. Now it was going to be very hard to pull off their mission. What they saw was a bit of a shocking sight to Nikki who had yet to see Amy perform sexually. The athletic blonde was on top of the black man in a most unusual position. They were naked in an overstuffed chair that was facing the two women. Sitting in the chair X was facing right at the women. Fortunately for Lis and Nikki, Amy was blocking the black man's view of his foyer. She was also doing an incredible job of keeping his mind on something else, mainly her body. 

She was on top of the black man and facing him. She had her legs spread into a split with one calf on each arm of the chair and she was still wearing the sexy high heels. With her body spread wide in this position her genitals were hanging over the black man and his long hard penis which showed a wet demarcation where the white women's pussy had already engulfed it. The two women watched briefly as Amy's back and thigh muscles bulged and flexed causing her vagina to lower and impale on the jet black prong. She had X right where she wanted him. He was moaning uncontrollably and trying to push up into her. Yet she had her arms around his head so that her breasts were right in his face. This served to keep him from thrusting upwards with any kind of effectiveness and kept him from looking past her. With each downward movement Amy further stuck herself on the black penis until she was actually pushing herself beyond her legs being level. 

The two whores would have loved to have stuck around and watched the superior act of sexual athleticism but there was work to be done. They made their way to the back of the home and into the kitchen. From there they descended the stairs into the cellar. Lis knew immediately that without Nikki there would have been no way that she would have been able to find the computer in any amount of time without getting very lucky. There were a dozen rows of wine racks filled with bottles. It all looked simple enough until you tried to find the door that Nikki had described. She stood there as the shapely brunette walked right over to one of the racks and motioned Lis over. 

"The room is right behind here. We move this rack and then there's a walk way back to a door." Nikki described as she grabbed at the rack.

Lis was impressed with the fact that Nikki would have been able to find X's hideout as quickly as she had. While the part of the rack that moved was actually not planted on the floor and swung open easily finding the door to the room seemed just as hard as finding the rack would have been. Lis followed Nikki to a part of the cellar wall and watched her stretch up and feel along the top of a wine rack until a door that had blended perfectly in with the rest of the wall seemingly popped out of nowhere.

"How in the hell did you find this?" Lis asked.

"You just have to work at it. And my father worked at a security company. Used to bring me along on jobs a lot. They didn't have the technology that they have today but the basics haven't changed too much. Let's go." Nikki grinned and pulled the heavy door open wide.

Behind the door was what looked like a small panic room. There was a couch, a small kitchen area with a refrigerator and microwave, a comfortable looking captain's chair, a flat screen TV hanging from the ceiling and facing the couch, and a built in table that held the computer and monitor. Lis figured that this was where X went when he wanted no one to find him be they one of his whores coming over to complain and nag or someone that might want to do him harm. She spent only a few seconds checking out the safety room and then got right into starting up the computer.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 07



"Any passwords?" Lis asked hurriedly.

'I told you. It's your name, only a little different. You know." Nikki answered hesitantly.

Lis was having none of it. "Nikki!"

"Lis Slut." Nikki finally answered.

"Well at least he's accurate, an asshole but accurate." Lis smirked as she typed into the computer.

The screen came alive and as a screensaver the black man had revolving pictures of each of the women in his stable. There were eight of them and they were all pictures taken with the women performing some sort of sexual act. There was Nikki with her legs encased in mesh stockings and spread wide with a black man on top of her. Then there were the other women all doing something perverted and all dressed in lingerie, all elegant whores. The last two were of Amy and Lis. Amy was on her hands and knees on X's bed with him on top of her. She had a look on her face that said that she was totally enjoying herself, a broad smile as if she was laughing heartily at something X had said. Finally there was Lis. She was in the living room dressed in stockings and high heel pumps with one of her business suits thrown off to the side. She was on her knees and she was looking up at x with a look of lust in her eyes, her hands resting on his muscular thighs. She was sucking his cock and she had most of it buried deep down her throat. Just as quickly Nikki's picture popped back up and so Lis moved on. She popped a CD into the computer and began downloading what she thought were pertinent files.

"You've got to get to my friends place. We all have to get safe as soon as possible and you're first. Here's her address. She's an assistant district attorney. It's her job to help us." Lis handed Nikki a piece of paper with Cory Everlund's address on it.

"I can stay here. You'll only be a few more minutes." Nikki was a brave and game woman. She wanted to stay with her friend.

"Remember what I said. We need to get this done and get safe as soon as possible. You did your job finding this computer while we were in Jamaica. Now it's our turn. We all get safe as soon as we can. You're not needed here anymore so you have to go." Lis half reminded and half ordered her friend.

"Alright then. You know how to lock this place up?" After Lis nodded Nikki kissed the blonde and turned and left. She climbed the stairs and left via the back door of the house so as not to have to walk past X and Amy again and risk being seen.

Meanwhile Lis was expertly moving through X's files. If he had thought that he had some secret sanctuary Lis would have told X he was sadly mistaken. Besides the hidden room which a former porno actress with a glancing history in the security business had found with a modicum of effort there was this computer which had one simple and moronic password protecting some very compromising information. Lis was downloading it all and quite efficiently. She had thought she may have had to hide inside X's basement until Amy coaxed him into taking her out to an early dinner which was part of the plan. As it turned out she would be done hopefully before her friend was finished fucking Xavier Washington.

Done with the accounting that showed bank account information and basically how X made his money whoring out his white women Lis moved to the files that contained pictures and video. Sadly if she had these pictures, which X no doubt had for purposes of blackmail to use against any woman that might cross him, they could be used as evidence. Lis was also looking for signs of Cameron. Did X save pictures of the cross dressing whore hoping to keep him in his stable via some sort of extortion? 

Lis saw the pictures of the more recently employed whores first, which included herself. There was Amy in various positions with a tall African diplomat that she dated often. He had a thin lanky body and a very large penis but the blonde gymnast was up to the task, taking the black man with a smile on her face. Lis viewed her own pictures next. They were all of her with X or of her on that fateful night with X's three thugs. All the pictures showed that she was having the time of her life, even the ones with her being violated with all three cocks at once. Although there was a cock in her mouth, Lis could see the look of desire and satisfaction etched on her face. Lis didn't bother opening the video files. She didn't have the time and those files would make a noise that would attract an unwanted guest. 

She downloaded the file and then moved on to an older one and hit the jackpot. There in the third grouping of pictures was Cameron Sedgewick all dolled up as his alter personality, Tammy. He was wearing makeup and lingerie and to Lis he looked absolutely magnificent as a woman. He was very passable but she could tell it was him, it was in his eyes and his cheekbones. Like all the other ladies he was having sex and he was having it with a black man. It was the man sticking it to Tammy that surprised Lis. The first picture showed Tammy on her back taking it from Chuck, the head thug from her night in hell several months ago. As she filtered through the pictures one thing was apparent. Chuck was not doing any kind of ugly chore that X had put him up too. He was totally enjoying being in the company of the young white transvestite. There were pictures of them kissing, Chuck handling the erect white penis and ultimately the well built black man sucking on Tammy's cock. It was clear that the big tough guy liked pretty white boys as much or more than pretty white girls.

Lis was about to leave. She had everything she needed to incriminate X and his men in Cameron's murder and a high end call girl ring and she had been down here for ten minutes already. Still there was one more picture file. She couldn't resist opening it to see what X had in his oldest file. Lis gasped when the file's first picture downloaded. She flipped through them one by one. By the end tears were streaming down her face. What she was looking at was the descent of a gorgeous white woman into the depths of X's cesspool. There were pictures of a young Corinna Everlund competing in track events, probably at college, and then of her standing with a handsome young black man. It was X. They were hand in hand, arm in arm and kissing throughout the first pictures. Then there were wedding pictures. Cory dressed in a white dress that made her muscular figure look beautiful. Lis couldn't resist flipping through more pictures. There was Cory in sophisticated yet risqué outfits, one with her wearing only high heels and mesh pantyhose with her hands covering her breasts. Then there were the naked photos. These pictures were the first to show the man made enhanced tits. There were then pictures of Lis' girlfriend posing having sex with various black men. Despite knowing she was being filmed Cory had a smile on her face, and finally there were the series of photos of Cory being sexually used by the same thugs that had violated Lis. In the pictures they were all over her and gone was the sexy smile that told the viewer that Cory not only didn't mind having her picture taken with her legs wrapped around a muscular black torso or with a cock in her mouth. Instead all that was left was the distant look of a woman that knew she had been taken and used by the man who had said that he loved her and wanted to be with her forever. Cory Everlund had been Xavier Washington's wife and like a leopard that couldn't change its spots he had broken her and then used her.

Lis counted the seconds as the last file was copied onto the disk. Now Lis wasn't going to have time to copy the files onto the second disk as a back up. She had most probably sent Nikki into a trap and she had to get down to Cory's place. She quickly pushed the door closed and arranged the wine rack so that X wouldn't know that she had been there. It probably wouldn't matter much if Cory ended up getting out of Nikki that the two of them had raided X's lair. She had to get out quickly.

She climbed the stairs and peeked around the cellar door to see if X was in sight. There was nothing in sight and Lis began to make her move when the phone rang. It made a noise like a cannon going off in her ears and Lis nearly screamed out loud. She breathed easy when she heard the upstairs phone receiver picked up and X answer it. She was moving towards the back door when she heard him bark "What?" and that only made her step that much quicker. 

Lis got out of X's place before she had a chance to find out what had perturbed him so much. It really wasn't necessary because she had a good idea. As she ran she pulled out her cell phone and began to dial. 

"What's up?" The black man answered as he rested his body back against the car seat.

"I need you to pick her up at X's and there may be some more guys there by the time you get there." Lis ordered into the phone.

"Got it. I'm two minutes away." Gideon started the auto and began to pull out of his parking space.

"Gideon! Did you know a Corinna Everlund?" Lis asked as her breathing became harsh.

"No why?" He asked back.

"X's wife. What was her name?" Lis had become confused.

"Helga Johanneson. Some Swedish babe that grew up in the Midwest." Gideon was driving now.

Lis thought for a second and then barked back into the phone. "Was she a dishwater blonde? Really well built? Almond shaped eyes?"

"Gorgeous with fake tits and an ass that you dream about? You got her." Gideon finished for her. "Lis she's a real psycho too. I wouldn't be surprised if she was involved with this whole thing."

The last sentence sent chills up and down Lis' spine. Corinna Everlund wasn't her real name. How had she gotten through the Bar Association and more importantly how had she become an assistant district attorney? She had made a huge mistake sending Nikki down to a killer's home thinking she would be safe. She had to save her friend.

It took her about ten minutes to get down to Cory's place. Without a plan she went to the front door and used her key to get in. She had no idea how she was going to save Nikki, Cory was bigger, stronger and now that she knew, someone who had killed before. Still she just knew that she had to try her best for her friend. She entered the home and heard the noises upstairs. She began to bolt up the stairs but first stopped at a table and opened a drawer and then closed it. 

There was no reason to sneak up on Cory. Lis knew that the bedroom was set up so that no one could get to the muscular blonde before they would be found out. So Lis simply walked down the hall and opened the door. What she saw inside told her everything she needed to know about her lover. Cory Everlund had no soul.

She was standing with a riding crop in her hand wearing lycra work out gear. Meanwhile Nikki was hanging naked from the rack with her head bowed down. There were marks all over her body that told Lis that Cory had been using the crop on her friend. She was also bleeding from between her legs and from one of her breasts. Lis doubted that Nikki knew that she had entered the room but Cory turned and smiled.

"Come join us my luv." The Amazon motioned with her hand as if she was welcoming Lis into a dinner party.

"Get her down from there! Do it now!" Lis demanded as she stepped up to Nikki.

"Oh you've forgotten who the top is around here. So typical of a bitch that can't get what she wants." Cory laughed in a way that told Lis she was out of her mind.

Suddenly Lis heard Nikki trying to mumble something so she leaned in and gently grabbed her face to hold it up. The first couple of times Nikki tried to speak Lis just couldn't understand her and then she began to make some sense. 

"Did you do this? Did you sell me out?" The shapely brunette murmured.

"No Nikki No! I would never do that to you! I thought this woman was with the police and I was wrong! I'm so sorry!" Lis told her friend as emotion overcame her knowing the predicament she had gotten Nikki into.

"Actually she's right Nikki. Lis here got to know me at my other job. Seems that we both played one another. If I had time to tell you the whole story you'd laugh at the irony of this whole mess." Cory glowered at her lover as if an explanation was expected.

"We both fell under the same man's spell. The difference is that I didn't kill any innocent people for him." Lis snapped back without a hint of intimidation.

"Kill people for him? Oh no my dear lover I always killed for myself. Do you think that Cameron Sedgewick was killed because he was a cute little shemale? That transvestite was planning on ruining everything! I spend three years going to law school at night under an alias, planning my escape from that life and the stupid queen threatens to black mail me! Do you really think that I would let that happen? Do you think I am going to let myself be pushed around?" The last few sentences were uttered in the curt angry voice of a madwoman. Lis had no idea that her former lover had this side to her.

"Cory this is over. You have to let Nikki go. The police will be here soon. If you let us go then we can get you help." Lis pleaded.

"Oh you think I need help? That's nice. Let me tell you that is the last thing I need. I have the two of you and X has that blonde gymnast. Who is going to tell the police?" Cory asked sarcastically.

"I wouldn't count out Gideon." Lis was kicking herself for not calling Briski so she played her last card.

Cory recoiled when she heard the name. It was obvious that Gideon carried a great deal of weight amongst X's gang when it came to delivering violence. Yet the voice at the bedroom door seemed to reassure the blonde bodybuilder.

"We've got your pal Gideon covered if he ever shows up at X's place." Chuck was standing there holding a gun. "Tyrone and Al are there already."

"You know it's not too late for you. You can be with me if you want. You just have to help us clean this up." Confident again, Cory seemed to be laying down a deal for her lover, Lis.

"I'll take this." Chuck had walked up to Lis with his gun in his waistband and reached into her tights and pulled out the CD and at the same time given her genitals a quick swipe with one hand while slapping her ass with the other. 

"Leave her alone asshole!" Cory barked.

"Just the CD. Besides we're all buddies here, fuck buddies that is. I've fucked each and every one of you sweet white girls in this room. She's sure looked better though." Chuck pointed towards Nikki and let out a sick laugh as he bent the CD back and forth essentially ruining it and seemingly rendering the day's mission a complete failure.

"Yea yea you fucked your share of white boys too, including that piece of shit that got all of us into this mess." Cory concluded as she turned her attention back to Nikki but instead of being able to finish off the brunette she was met by Chuck's horrifying anger.

"Fuck yoooou! You fucking white trash whore! You let him take you down after all that talk about changing him. It was X who first got you to pass yourself around for free and then do it for money. You fucking bull dyke whore." Chuck roared back at the big blonde.

"Once again trying to change the subject you closet queen." Cory turned and told Lis. "You know it wasn't just me that wanted sweet Tammy dead. You see she broke Chuckie's itty bitty heart. First she let this big black stud sleep with her and fall in love with her then Chuckie finds her doing squat thrusts on Tyrone's telephone pole . . ." It was then that the shot rang out and Cory's eyes went wide in disbelief.

Chuck was still pointing the gun at Cory as the smoke rose from its barrel. Lis looked back at her lesbian lover and watched her fade onto the floor with an astonished look on her face and her hand clutching a spot on her lower chest that was now gushing blood. Chuck seemed to suddenly realize what he had done and dropped his gun. No matter how bad it got there was no way that X was going to excuse even a boyhood friend for shooting his ex wife no matter how viciously she had taunted him for being gay. He just stood there as Lis went to Cory and held her head in her lap.

"Oh my God I can't believe he shot me." Cory uttered in obvious pain.

"Cory stay with me. Just breathe for me." Lis grabbed her cell phone and dialed 911. 

"You know I loved you. I really did. I may . . . have been fucked up but I would have been good. We would have been great you know that?" Cory's almond eyes were staring up at Lis now as the blood began to flow from her mouth.

'Oh yes Cory you need to know that I loved you too. I would have been with you and we would have been fine." Lis answered with tears dripping out of her eyes and down onto Cory's face.

The blonde assistant district attorney smiled up at her lover one more time and then she coughed violently and blood gushed from her mouth all over the two of them. Lis hurriedly turned and grabbed a towel which was lying on the bed but when she turned back it was too late. Her girlfriend was gone. Cory's eyes stared blankly up at Lis and she wasn't breathing. Chuck was standing over them now still not believing what he had done. 

"Hey she shouldn't have said all that stuff. She was lying. She's a lying slut. You know that don't you?" Chuck had begun backing up as he spoke. He was going towards his gun.

"Leave us alone you fucking psychopath!" Lis squealed knowing she was helpless to stop the black man.

Suddenly there were thuds coming from down the hall and into the room burst Briski and Cujo. Before he could get to his gun or turn to try and fight, the muscular Hispanic detective had him in a head lock. His strength was extraordinary as he lifted Chuck right off the floor and the black man's gurgling noises could be heard across the room.

"Oh don't worry he's in good hands now." Briski announced in his usual one liner Henny Youngman style. Then he calculated the seriousness of the situation. 

The middle aged detective bent down and put his hand on Lis' shoulder half to comfort her and half to help himself down to the floor. He grabbed the towel from Lis and pressed it against Cory Everlund's chest. Then he felt for a heart beat with his other hand and then checked for a pulse at her neck.

"Hey Ben where're the EMTs. We need them now." Briski lifted himself up and ran to the doorway where he was met by two men with a stretcher.

He ran right by his partner who was putting the finishing touches on Chuck. "You have the right to remain silent . . . " He barked as he swung his fist all the way back and then recoiled landing the clenched ball of bone and flesh right on the black man's kidney. The air flew out of Chuck like a hot air balloon bursting and he slumped in Cujo's arms at which point the detective laid him down and put a set of handcuffs on Chuck's wrists.

The EMT's moved Lis out of the way in a brusque way. It was nothing personal they simply had a job to do and it looked as if the odds were very much against them. Meanwhile Briski had already moved over to Nikki at the rack. He was trying to work on getting her free until he saw that she was in handcuffs. He put his hands in his pockets. After rifling through them he gave a frustrated what the fuck look and turned to his partner.

"Hey Ben I need your keys." He yelled over to Cujo.

The brawny detective reached into his own pocket and threw a set of handcuff keys over to Briski. The older detective reached out and grabbed the keys in mid air then reached up and inserted the key into the blood stained bracelets. The key worked and when the cuff opened causing the weakened Nikki to collapse towards the floor. Briski and an EMT caught the naked woman before she could crash onto the floor. She was bleeding profusely from one of her nipples and from her vagina which had been violated by Cory. The EMT went right to work on the girl and she was put on a second gurney and wheeled out of the room and off to the hospital, so quickly that Lis didn't have a chance to see her friend.




Attorney Client Privilege Bk. 07



By now there were people moving in and out of the room at an insane pace. The only constants in the room were Briski, Cujo, Lis, the EMTs working on Cory and Captain Leroy Parker who had entered the room along with the second team of EMTs. The first team was nearing the end of their work with Corinna Everlund. She had lost so much blood and the bullet had done a great deal of damage. Finally the senior member stood up and they put her on the gurney for the trip to the hospital. They would continue working on her until they got to the emergency room but it was simply going through the motions. There was no heartbeat and the muscular blonde hadn't taken an unaided breath in the last ten minutes. Lis watched with tears in her eyes as the gurney wheeled by. She knew it was the last time she'd ever see the woman that had changed her life.

"Excuse me but we have a lot to clean up here and we're really going to need your help." Detective Briski had walked up to Lis.

"Yea I know." Lis was pretty much in shock and couldn't offer much more.

"I'm Detective Briski and this is my partner Detective Cujo and Captain Parker from vice." Briski had winced when he had let it slip that a vice officer was in the room. He figured just looking at the tall gorgeous blonde that she had to be part of X's stable. So he was surprised to hear her open right up.

"My name is Lis Rome. I'll help anyway I can as long as you get up to Xavier Washington's townhouse and . . . ." Lis answered. 

"That's already been done. We arrested three men and took one to the hospital along with a woman who needed some observation." Parker informed her with an assuring tone.

"What happened over there?" Lis was beside herself. She needed to know what had happened.

"Did you know these people?" Cujo asked.

"Yes! My friends Gideon and Amy were over there!" Lis responded.

"Well you picked the right side. Your friend Amy is fine, just shaken up. That moose Gideon, he was one of yours?" Lis nodded and Briski continued. "Well he's going to be fine. It seems it takes more than one bullet to bring down a grizzly. He's being operated on to remove the bullet but it's not life threatening."

"Oh thank God! Oh thank God they're going to be okay!" Lis gushed.

"You're the one. You know we never would have closed this without you. You know that don't you?" Briski asked.

"Yes that was me. Believe me I wanted this as bad as you did. In that table, in the drawer at the end of the hallway I hid a CD disk. It's got everything you'll need. I switched it with a blank I was carrying before I got to this room." Lis admitted and then she went into a story that had the detectives on the edge of their seats for the nest four hours.

They talked down in the living room while the forensic people worked upstairs. The men fired questions at Lis one after another. She handled them all like a pro. When the men found where the beautiful blonde's day job was they understood why. They smiled knowing that their primary target Xavier Washington was finally going to get the justice he deserved. They had a an ace fighter pilot that was as experienced and as slick in a court room as any lawyer the black pimp could ever hope to hire. So with Lis' involvement there was only optimism as the detectives went out the front door with Lis into a sea of cameras and microphones. No one spoke to the reporters despite the shouts and pleads for information. The reporters were in a frenzy at the shooting of an assistant district attorney. The detectives and Lis simply moved towards their cars with Lis riding in the front seat of Captain Parker's cruiser. Still there were pictures, plenty of them and they landed on the front page of all the city's tabloids. Lis Rome was now a star, the wrong kind of star.

46

The first shoe to drop belonged to Judd Witt, or more accurately the entire partnership at Collins, Kelly & Witt. As it turned out Judd Witt still had a soft spot for his favorite associate. While he knew that in all probability she was going to lose her license to practice law not as much because of her transgressions as a whore for hire but more accurately as a result of her using information her client had told her against him. Ironically it would be X that would end Lis Rome's career as a lawyer even as the evidence she had gathered would put him in jail. 

Despite his affection for Lis it came down to Witt to do the partnership's bidding. He visited Lis at her home and told her that she would no longer be allowed to practice law at Collins, Kelly & Witt. Still he gave her his assurance that he would be there for her at any disciplinary hearing that determined her license to practice law either as a character witness or as her defense counsel, whichever she wanted. It was the ultimate reassurance for the blonde attorney. Especially since without a law firm to lean back on she would be all alone out there, an easy target for anyone that wanted to bring a grievance against her with the disciplinary committee.

The inevitable happened when X, sentenced to sixty years without parole for his part in the murders of Cameron Sedgewick, Chester Bain and Corinna Everlund, also known as Helga Johanneson, plus his career as a pimp spent his last dollars on paying his attorney to bring action against his former lover and sex workhorse. Lis found herself standing alongside Judd Witt at a defense table up against August Twain. A rather blue blooded individual Twain had nonetheless earned his keep handling some of the sleazier products brought before the city's courts. Thus they found themselves in unusual positions, Twain as the prosecutor up against Lis who had been one of the more ethical attorneys in the city prior to meeting Xavier Washington. Still no one involved with the proceedings could have predicted what was going to happen as the case reached it climax.

There was one witness left for Twain. Up until that point his prosecution had been having its way with the defense and why not, after all, Lis had indeed broken her ethical duty to X. As hideous a human being as X had turned out to be and as much as he had deserved to be betrayed Lis was still going to lose her license despite a very spirited defense from her mentor and friend, Judd Witt.

". . . promise to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you God?" The baliff held out the bible for the witness.

"I do." Answered Detective Larry Briski.

"Detective Briski would you please give us an overview of your duties as a detective on the police force?" August Twain asked of his witness.

"I'm a homicide detective stationed at the 29th precinct." Briski kept it short.

"And what were your responsibilities with regards to the Cameron Sedgewick murder case." Twain continued.

"I was the lead detective on the case, along with my partner Ben Cujo." Briski was like a coiled snake on the witness stand. As long as you stayed clear of him you were okay it was when you gave him a poke that you were in trouble.

"Detective could you tell us about a series of phone calls you received with regards to this case?" Twain was moving in to glean the information he needed from the detective.

"I get a lot of phone calls during the day you're going to have to be more specific." Larry turned his head and addressed the three lawyers that made up the committee.

"What I meant is did you field a series of phone calls from an anonymous source, a female caller?" Twain was beginning to feel that this may not be the lay up that he had originally thought it would be.

Briski sat back in the chair and thought for a long second, too long for August Twain and then answered slowly. "Oh yea, we had a couple of calls from a woman that gave us some information." 

"And in the course of your investigation, did you find out who this source was?" Twain wanted Briski to close out this grievance hearing and the committee to spend about ten minutes deciding to take Lis Rome's license to practice law. What he got instead was Briski's heel right in his face.

"Oh no, we could never be sure who that source was." Briski answered nonchalantly.

"Detective Briski is the woman who had given you the leads that led to the arrest of Xavier Washington in this courtroom?" Twain was quickly losing control of the situation.

"Oh I really couldn't be sure. I guess Attorney Sinclair may have a reasonable resemblance to the source's voice." Briski turned and nodded towards the head committee member Linda Sinclair.

"Detective Briski didn't you at one point admit that Lis Rome was the woman that had made phone calls to you with information implicating her client Xavier Washington as the main suspect in the murder of Cameron Sedgewick?" The blueblood was practically screaming now.

"Objection Attorney Twain is leading his witness." Judd Witt jumped up sensing the end may be near.

"Objection sustained." Attorney Sinclair said still amused that she was being dragged in to this grievance hearing as a possible source.

"Detective didn't you conclude that a particular woman was the source after you had met her in person?" Twain ranted.

"I've got to be honest I've thought I had the voice cornered a few times. I mean how are you going to pick out a voice from a couple of quick phone calls over a period of a year?" Briski again turned his attention to the three committee members who were now nodding their heads.

"If it please the committee it seems that Attorney Twain has misjudged his main witness. Without Detective Briski's corroboration with regards to who his source was with regards to the Xavier Washington case I believe that there is insufficient evidence that Attorney Lis Rome is guilty of any unethical behavior. I ask that the committee retire to its chamber to render a decision." Judd Witt applied the coup de gras.

"I haven't finished with my witness. You haven't even presented your defense. We aren't done." Twain winced at the thought of this turning into a romp.

"Attorney Twain I don't see you obtaining any more significant information from this witness and I have to agree with Attorney Witt that simply sending us to make a decision may be the best strategy." Attorney Sinclair concluded.

47

They met outside the building and had a bit of a reunion celebration. There was Lis, Witt, Briski and Cujo, who had attended the hearing for support. They were laughing and joking as August Twain walked by.

"Well that was a new low even for you detective." Twain commented with a smile on his face.

"Hey Twain you've seen those bull fights where the bull gores the matador. Now you know how the matador feels that's all." Briski nodded and smiled triumphantly.

"Well anyway congratulations on keeping your license Attorney Rome. My guess is what you've been dragged through over the past year or so is punishment enough for anyone." With that the thin well coiffed attorney marched the rest of the way down the steps and vanished into the crowd not all that upset at losing his first prosecution.

Just like that it was over. Lis gave each of the men a hug and a kiss. They had all had a part in rescuing her but now they were saying good bye. Judd Witt was the last to leave and the most emotional. Lis Rome had been the daughter he had never had and he had so loved seeing her every day. He made her promise that she would stay in touch and she agreed. Yet it would be the last time she would see the man who had done so much for her outside of a hospital. The managing partner would develop cancer and be dead within a year. She got to visit him as he went through his treatment. She was indeed like a daughter attending to Judd Witt right next to his longtime wife almost every day as he fought a valiant battle against the deadly disease. While it was a revelation seeing and briefly getting to know her former boss outside of a work environment it also broke her heart.

48

The three of them stayed together, through the trial of Xavier Washington and his thugs and beyond. They never faced any charges themselves. The fact that an assistant district attorney had actually tortured and tried to kill one of them and seduced and had a relationship with another had the prosecutors' office running for cover and quickly looking to make deals with Nikki, Amy and Lis to be witnesses and not defendants. They all did their part and as a result not only was X going to spend the rest of his days behind bars, so was Chuck. Tyrone and Al had assaulted Gideon with deadly weapons and they were an intricate part as the muscle end of X's high class escort service and so those deeds had cost them twenty years. 

The girls became inseparable. They met every day and ate lunch and then spent time together. It was more for support than anything else. At first it was just Lis and Amy. Nikki's injuries were severe and despite having a top notch plastic surgeon work on her the gorgeous brunette's nipple and genitals had been mangled by Cory. They did their best to make her whole again but the scars were always going to be there. While it wouldn't have been too bad for a normal woman, it was hideous blow for one that had spent the better part of her life performing naked and exciting men and women with her perfection. She was glad to have Amy and Lis when she was done with her physical recovery as the psychological recovery would go on and on.

They also had Jamaica. Robert welcomed his women with open arms and they took advantage of the warmth, sunshine and abundance of interracial sex. At one point all three lived with Robert for over two months. The pool parties were legendary and even the up until then stodgy Beauvilles joined in on the small orgies. Lis would marvel at the sight of Catherine Beauville's long elegant body spread out on a lounge chair with a black man on top of her and another feeding his engorged cock into her mouth. She was an experienced and eager lover, something Lis found out first hand on Robert's bed one night.

The final night of one of their trips was especially emotional as Nikki announced that she would be staying behind. She had grown tired of the city and thought it was time for her to take things a bit slower. As a result of the authorities laying off of the women, all three had rather significant savings that went untouched. Thanks to Lis and the expertise of many of her investment connections those savings had grown robustly and so Nikki was going to be quite comfortable. She was also going to be looked after by Robert, Trevor and the rest down at the close knit beach club.

Meanwhile Amy and Lis went back up north. They were still hungry in a way. They couldn't put a finger on it but they took a plane ride and landed back at their destiny.

"How is this going to go?" Amy asked as they walked through the midtown hotel. She ignored the stares, something she had discovered happened often when she looked the way she did and something she learned to live with when she began dressing the way she had on this night.

"I think it'll be a rather easy meeting. Just follow my lead okay?" Lis returned with a smile. 

"Gotcha! This is pretty important I guess." Amy answered.

"If we don't get this then we don't get our business so yea baby girl this is big." Lis gently patted Amy on the head and the blonde laughed at the gesture.

Their fur coats went down to mid thigh and exposed high heels and silk encased legs shaped by miles of exercise. Everyone in the lobby knew that these women worked hard on their bodies. If they were lucky enough to get a glimpse as the coats opened as the women walked they saw exquisite and expensive cocktail dresses underneath. 

They rode the elevator up to the eighteenth floor and stepped out. They hadn't been in this hotel before but they each had been in enough of them in their line of work to know where to go. The room was 1844 down at the end of the hall. Lis looked over her friend before knocking and gave her face a quick caress. She didn't want her partner in business to be overly nervous on her first important meeting. She rapped her knuckles gently on the door. A tall black man answered the door.

"Why hello ladies! Step right in." He answered the door with enthusiasm.

"Good evening Captain Parker. How is the commanding officer of vice doing tonight?" Lis turned on the charm as she leaned in and gave the black man a full kiss on the lips. "You remember my partner Amy?"

"Of course how could anyone forget." Parker went over to Amy and gave her a kiss on the lips. The blonde accepted the black man's advances and why not? If things went well she would be doing more than simply kissing the black cop in the very near future. Permission from the establishment to sell one's body in the city came at a high price. 

Lis and Amy had made their choice and now the fun and games would begin as they started a new and much more independent chapter in their lives at the top of the food chain in the city's crowded field of working women.