1 comments/ 23539 views/ 2 favorites Mistaken Identity Ch. 03 By: ainu Earlier - Debbie was a college sophomore. Dark red hair, more attractive than she thought, with a lovely figure that was usually hidden in the shapeless sweats of a college student who doesn't think of herself as sexy. She did have a sex history, though. In high school, she and her boy friend finally got around to sexual intercourse, straight fucking, and discovered they loved it and did it as often as possible. Which was a lot. He mentioned that he should have bought condoms by the gross. Then in college Debbie met another guy and duplicated the straight sex that she loved in high school, until he flunked out after two semesters. Her parents paid her tuition and books but she always needed to work in order to earn spending money. Through the college she baby sat for a couple and ended up having an affair with the husband. He introduced her to oral sex. She couldn't get enough. She still loved to fuck but really went wild when eaten and developed almost an addiction to sucking his cock. He kept wanting to end the affair, didn't like cheating on his wife and kids. After some months, she went to meet him at their normal hotel on their normal Thursday night. He hadn't actually agreed to be there but she needed him. She even borrowed some dress-up clothes to impress him and truly looked lovely. He didn't show. But another, older, man mentioned her name and led her into the dining room. One thing led to another and she had the greatest night of sex in her entire life. He was even better at eating her than the cheating husband. And had a delicious cock. And they fucked in several different positions after showering together. She spent the entire night; the first time she'd done that. The next morning as she was about to leave he paid her a $1250 fee plus $300 more as a tip because she was so good. A huge amount to her. Warren had thought she was the prostitute of the same name that he had arranged for. Struck by the amount of money, Debbie contacted the agency that Warren had ordered a prostitute through and offered to work for them herself. She ended up tested for diseases (passed), went on the pill, got a cell phone and received basic instructions. She went on her first job and it was the same man, Warren. They again had wonderful sex. Obviously wonderful to Warren as well as Debbie. He offered to pay her a retainer, actually put her on his company payroll, so that she could sleep with him whenever he was in town. She agreed and quit the agency. She gets $4,000 a month, minus taxes, for the half-dozen or so nights a month that he's in town. Otherwise, she's free to be herself. He has a bargain and she has more money that she ever dreamed of. And great sex for both of them. . . . . . . . . . Debbie was awakened by some movement. Warren had nestled behind her in spoon fashion and she could feel his erection pressing into her. He started to reach around her and she rolled onto her back and spread her legs slightly to give his hand room. She reached for his cock and wrapped her fingers around it. "I'd like a taste of that beautiful pussy of yours," he says, "All pink and white and delicious." She turns to look at him and smiles as she feels his fingers moving into her vagina. She moves her hand up and down lightly on his cock. "I'd love you to," she says, "while I feel that sexy cock of yours in my mouth." With no more conversation, she rotates around and straddles him, sitting her pussy on his face, while she leans down to get her lips around his cock. She can feel him using his fingers and tongue and lips on her. She holds his cock with one hand while she licks and sucks on it, with about half of it in her mouth. She's in no hurry. She loves the feel of everything. If he wants to keep going this way, she'll love it. If, as she expects, he decides to eventually move to fucking her, she'll love that, too. It's been a great night and this is a perfect way to wake up. She moves her hips to help aim his actions where she wants them. After a few minutes, he pushes her hips up some. She smiles, knows what he wants, and almost jumps to move around and sit herself on his cock, taking it up in her. She leans forward slightly, on her outstretched arms. As she moves her hips and enjoys feeling him fill her and move within her, he props himself up slightly and sucks on one nipple as he kneads the other. He then moves his hand from her breast down to diddle her clit as she continues to ride him. She gets more and more aroused, starts moving faster and faster. She sits up and begins to almost pound herself on him, fast and hard, and finally lets out a scream. Her insides clench him tight as she emits a flow in orgasm. She sits on him and leans forward to kiss him. "You're still hard," she says after the kiss. She lifts off, moves to the side and stays on her hands and knees, lowering her head onto her arms. He moves behind her, between her legs, aims back into her vagina and, holding her hips, begins pumping into her. Once he finally cums, shooting his warm load into her, she drops flat, rolls over under him, puts her arms up around him and holds him tight and kisses him. "Warren, you're terrific," she tells him. "You're the best ever." They shower together. He has a meeting in a little over an hour. She has a class in two hours. She cleans up, as he does, then dresses in what she wore there the night before. Not her college-kid sweats but a nice blouse and skirt and medium heels, sort of professional appearing. Sexy professional. She takes a bus back to her apartment. She thinks to herself on the trip that she's very lucky. She's been sleeping with Warren for over a year now. She's about to finish her Junior year of college. She has her own apartment -- just a bachelor, basically a single room with a bathroom and a kitchenette built into one wall - and is out of the dorms. She has a bank account. She has nice clothes she wears to be with him and even some for school that are a step up from what she used to wear. She's happy. She's satisfied sexually and financially. She's also late. She grabs her books and notes and hurries off to class without changing. After class, she and a mixed group of others stop into the campus coffee shop as they often do. This is after her nine a.m. class. She has almost an hour until her eleven o'clock. Since she's been sleeping with Warren she hasn't dated. Not because she couldn't. He made it plain he wasn't buying her, just renting her for several nights. No one had made any moves and she really had no unmet needs. Warren was better at sex than anyone else she'd ever been with. All three of them. After coffee and conversation, as she was starting towards her next class, one of the guys she vaguely knew, Brian, caught up to her. "You're heading to Dorrel's aren't you?" he asked. "Yes," she said, smiling at him. "I'm in that class, too," he said. They walked next to one another. Debbie had noticed him before. He's smart. And he's quiet. He's not handsome in a pretty way but he seems to be in good physical shape, must work out at a gym, and has always seemed pleasant. "You look great today," he said, then hurriedly added "I mean, you always do but you're dressed up more today and it looks great." She smiled. He's trying to be nice and make conversation. "I have an appointment later this afternoon so I'm dressier than normal," she said, as some form of explanation even though it wasn't true. "You always seem so happy," he said. "I mean, you smile a lot and don't complain and bitch like a lot of girls." "Well, I guess I am happy," she answers. "I don't think most girls complain and bitch all the time, though." "I probably said the wrong thing," he sort of stammered. "It's just that you're so good looking and nice to be around." They were at the classroom. She headed down a row of seats towards the center of the room. Brian followed and sat in the seat next to her. They both paid attention during the lecture, taking notes. Debbie had used some of her money to get a laptop computer and actually took her notes on it. When the class was over, Brian said "I should have said you were smart as well as pretty. I bet that computer is a big help in keeping things organized." Debbie admitted that it was and started to stand, to leave. "Uh, it's about noon," Brian said, "Want to have lunch with me?" Debbie smiled. He had been trying to get up his nerve to say something like that, obviously. "Sure," she said, smiling at him, "I would eat lunch now normally. Where do you want to go?" Lunch went well. Brian obviously wanted this to be a date, wanted to pay. Debbie made polite protests but allowed him to. She paid more attention to him and decided of the guys she knew now, he was probably one of the best. He's smart. He's nice looking, built well. Inexperienced around women. But she liked him and was willing to see where he wanted to take this. He finally managed to ask her to go out that evening, to a movie, to dinner. She couldn't. She was going to spend the night with Warren. Probably the last night for ten days or more, he would be flying back East the next day. Of course, she can't tell that to Brian. "I can't tonight," she said. "I really can't. I'm not saying no, I just have something else planned for tonight. Maybe another time." He suggested the next night and Debbie agreed. Debbie, as usual, showed up at Warren's hotel at 5:30. As usual, they had truly great sex. They started off oral, full 69 to climax for each , showered, ate a room service dinner naked. Fucked. Fucked again. Slept, woke up and fucked. Off to the East for Warren, back to school for Debbie. That evening, she met Brian as pre-arranged at school and they headed off for a slightly early dinner in an inexpensive Italian place. They both have spaghetti. Sitting across from one another, Debbie realizes that Brian is staring at her. "You just keep staring at me, Brian. What's up?" "I'm sorry, I don't mean to. I guess I can hardly believe I'm actually here with you. You're just so beautiful and perfect and I think about you all the time." "Think about me?" "Well, yeah. It's sort of embarrassing. I've probably been almost obsessing about you for months." "Why didn't you say something earlier?" "I don't know how I ever got the nerve to now." "So you thought about me. You don't know me that well, you must have had to imagine things, invent things. Did you think I was sexy?" "Oh, yeah. Very much so." Debbie grinned. "Did you masturbate, thinking of me?" Brian almost squirmed. "Oh. Gee, I don't. Uh. Well, yeah, I guess so." "What did you imagine me doing?" "Oh, Debbie, I can't really say. I mean, this is all so embarrassing." "Well, did I do things to you or did you do things to me?" "Oh, gee. Well, it was all me doing things to you. I mean you have this beautiful body and I imagined everything I could do with you. Everything I've seen guys doing on the 'net." "Did you get your mouth to my sex. Did you lick me?" "Well, gee, uh, well yes." "But you've never seen my sex. How do you imagine it?" "Oh my, this is so embarrassing. Well, I've seen other girls on the 'net and just really sort of replaced them with you, I guess." "So you've never seen a live woman naked?" "Uh, no, not really." "So you're a virgin. Never had sex with a woman." "Uh, yes." "I should probably tell you that I'm not. I haven't been with a whole lot of guys but I'm no virgin. So I hope you're not imaging me as some sort of unattainable perfect woman." "Oh. I guess I never even thought about that. I just thought about how great it would be to be with you." Debbie grinned. All this had turned her on a little. And she was intrigued with how it might be to introduce a guy to sex. She and her boy friend in high school had been each others' firsts but this would be a lot different. "Brian, I think we should scrap plans for a movie. Let's go back to my place." He looked almost frightened. "Uh, sure." is all he managed to get out. The concept of what might happen was almost beyond his ability to comprehend. He paid for their dinners. They left. She hooked her arm in his and walked so their sides touched a lot. It was only a few blocks. "Oh, you live in the rabbit hutch," he said as they started into her building. She grinned. She had heard that before. The building was largely full of students in relatively low cost, small apartments. Hers being one of the smallest. "Yeah, this is home, sweet home." Once inside, with the door closed and locked, she looked at him. "We might as well just get undressed and eliminate a lot of time wasting, don't you think?" Without waiting for an answer, she starts removing her clothing, hanging up what needs to be. Down to her bra and panties, she looks at Brian. He has his shirt about half unbuttoned. "Go on, Brian. Get your clothes off." She removes her bra and then bends as she pulls her panties down her legs. Completely naked, she turned to Brian. He has his shoes off, his shirt off, but still has on pants. She walks to him and starts unfastening his belt buckle. "Debbie, you're the most beautiful woman possible," he says, standing there almost in a daze. She kisses his chest. and gets his belt loose and unzips his fly. "Let's get these off," she says as she starts pulling his pants down over his hips. He wakes up some and bends a little and steps out of them, tossing them to the side. She hooks her fingers in the tops of his boxers and starts pulling them down. She lowers herself as she lowers his shorts. As they pass over his penis, it pops up, quivering, fully erect. She moves her head so his cock is against the side of her head, touching her, as she makes sure his shorts are down and he steps out of them. She then moves her head slightly to lick the side of his cock, reaching up and getting the fingers of one hand around it. "You have a delicious looking cock, Brian," she says, as her other hand moves up to his testicles and her lips encircle the head. "You don't have to do that," Brian blurts out quickly. Debbie holds on to his cock as she moves her head back and looks up. "I want to. I hope you love to do me as much as I love sucking you. Besides, you won't last long. Maybe after this you'll last a lot longer later." She then gets her mouth around the head and starts licking and sucking again. Her slurps are audible. She takes more of him into her mouth, then begins rocking back and forth, licking and sucking, milking him. Her hand leaves his balls and moves to his butt, holding him to her as she continues to suck him. She makes a dozen or more passes back and forth when his cock jerks a little and she starts to get a mouthful. She continues to use her lips to milk him, finally pulling loose when his ejaculations stop. She swallows, looks up at him smiling,, then licks his cock all around, as if she's cleaning it. She then stands up, puts her arms around him and looks up at him. "Kiss me," she says softly. He puts his arms around her, holding her and kisses. When they finally break, she takes his hand and heads to the bed. "Now it's your turn to do everything you ever imagined doing to me," she says as she climbs onto the bed and lays back, looking at him with her arms open to him. "I don't even know where to start," he says. "Lean over me and kiss me. Hold my breasts as if you love them, feel them. Then kiss them, suck on the nipples. Kiss me everywhere but eventually get between my legs and get your mouth to my vagina lips. O.K?" He hesitates but then does exactly what she had told him. She puts her arms around him as they kiss. She fondles his head and shoulders as he moves down to her breasts. "Yes," she says as he starts licking one nipple. "A little more forceful. Don't bite but don't be too soft either." "Yes," she says again as he does as she suggested. Then he moves to the other breast. As he kisses down onto her stomach she musses his hair and spreads her legs. He gets between her legs and leans down. She moves her knees up towards her upper body, raising her vulva to him. "Use your fingers," she tells him as she reaches down and puts her hands on either side of her labia. "Pull me open a little. Yes. Get your tongue in there. Ah, yes. Lick around. Lick around all you want. Push your tongue into me as far as you can. Ah, yes." After a couple minutes, she puts the fingers of one hand on her clit. "Lick up here, where my fingers are. Feel it? Oh yeah. That's it. Lick that. Yes. Lick it a lot. Suck on it. Oh, yeah. Slide a couple fingers into me down below. Yeah. Move them around, in and out. Yeah. Perfect. Just keep doing that. Enjoy it. Make love to me with your mouth." For two or three minutes there is no sound but the wet slurps of Brian's mouth on Debbie's clit. Then she begin to breathe faster, heavier. She starts to make unintelligible grunts. She puts a hand on the back of his head. Her other hand is pulling at a nipple. "Lick around, do anything you want. God, this is so good," she almost screams. Then her whole bottom starts jumping. She moves her legs together, squeezing his head between her thighs. "Suck it all up," she says loudly, then grunts and moans. Brian does as she says and gets mouthfuls of her juices. Finally she opens her legs and lets go of his head and lowers her legs, relaxing. Brian sits back and looks at her. His mouth and chin are glistening. "You were terrific Brian," she says, sounding almost tired. "Now, if that lovely thing of yours is up and ready, lean over me again and get it into me." He does lean up over her. She reaches down and helps aim his cock into her now wet and slobbery lips. "Just push with your butt and get it in me." He does. "Ah. Ah. Yes." "Now fuck me Brian. Pump it into me. Get emotional and go crazy." Her legs are up again., her knees on either side of him. "Am I hurting you?" "No, it's great." "It's just so tight." "Keep pushing in until our bodies hit and you can't get in any further. Fill me up." She could see the concentration on his face but she also could feel him moving deeper into her. Then he finally was all the way in, she could feel his body pressing against hers. "Just stroke. Long and slow. Pull out. Not all the way. Then back in. Yes. Just like that. Over and over." She could feel him moving inside her. "I've never felt anything this good in my whole life," he says. "Just keep moving," she tells him. "It's the movement that gets us aroused." He continues to slide in and out, over and over. "You can speed up any time you feel like it. You can't go to fast or too hard. Whatever you like, I'll like." No more talking. Lots of sounds. His cock moving in her squishes a little. Their bodies pounding against one another. Heavy breathing. Oofs and uhs and aahs sounding a little like tennis players making hits. He straightens up some to try and get even further into her. Her knees are almost up to her shoulders as she tries to give him room to get as far into her as possible. He moves faster and faster. She's the first to react. She can feel it coming and starts to moan, then almost scream. She presses her legs against him, gets her feet up onto his back to try and pull him against her. He can feel her insides gripping him, tightening on him, almost like muscles rippling against his cock. Then she starts gushing, Fluids leak around his cock. Her cries are sort of strangled. All of which turns him on even more and while he keeps pumping into her, he can now feel his inside sort of boiling up. He pushes as hard as possible into her and holds it as he ejects load after load into her. Wrapped around him, arms and legs, she sort of rolls back and forth, holding him inside her. "Brian that was just great. Perfect. You're not a Virgin any more. " He tries to kiss her but she's enough shorter than him that in order to get his lips to hers, he pulls his cock out of her. He does kiss her. Her lips sort of mushy. Finally he lifts himself off her and lays to the side. "Debbie you're perfect," he says. "I love you." Mistaken Identity Ch. 03 (Author's Note: This is a 'what if' side story for The Perfect Pussy series. I never felt that I really had a chance to let Waylon talk about his feelings for Keni and think over what drove him over the edge. A lot of you have suggested that for his crimes he be locked up or sent to a mental hospital, maybe he will agree with you, but let him speak for himself and then decide from there okay, after all this is still America and the process of being innocent until proven guilty is still a part of our freedom...God Bless America...!) * Waylon lay back on the bed and watched as Noreen came in from checking on the girls. They had been hard to get to calm down tonight, let alone send them up to bed and go to sleep. She smiled as she walked over and settled on the bed beside him, wrapping her arm across his bare stomach. "Keni really loves kids doesn't she...?" Waylon nodded. "She is totally involved with other people, especially with kids. I can just see her and Harley with a whole houseful." "She's hoping to, she's a little afraid that she might have the same trouble her sister and mom had. The doctor told her that it is doubtful, but she still doesn't want to rush. I guess your brother has been talking to her about going back to school too, seems she had a college fund that she's been using to help out and he thinks she should at least take some classes in something she likes..." "I can see her reaction to that..." Waylon chuckled at the thought of her choices of classes. "Actually, she's been thinking about it. She just isn't sure what she wants to take. She likes to learn she told me, but all different things, says she's never been real good at any one enough to concentrate on it. Except making your brother happy that is, god she loves him something crazy." "That about describes how the two of them are, Crazy with a capital C. Never seen Harley so happy though, I'm glad to see it." She turned to look at him. "Do you feel any jealousy?" Waylon considered it, did he? "No, if anything I feel like it's all better between us, me and Keni, we talked about it while you were getting the kids ready for bed and Harley went out to pull the truck up in the drive way, and lock it up. She doesn't want anything between us and told me it's better to clear the air. And she thinks me going to a hospital for a while might be a good idea. I got 'some issues", as she put it, to work out. I think she's right." "Well, if you do, then we'll all work on them together. At least you're willing to try and get help Waylon. That's more then some are willing to do." He turned to look at her and ran his hand over her face. "Noreen, if you and I are going to together, there is one thing you got to do, put the past behind you. I'm not that sick son of a bitch you were married to, and gods help him if he ever comes near you or those girls again. He'll have the three Barnes boys to show him how to treat a lady. That came direct from Harley by the way. We maybe asses, but we don't like men beating on wives or kids. Well at least not the way he did, maybe a little in bed for fun..." She nodded. "I can tell," her fingers reached out and stroked his face. "Are we going to talk all night, or do I have to make the first move...?" Waylon grinned. "Why honey, I may be a jerk and an ass, but there are some things I don't take for granted, especially with a lady like you. Hell, I never have been around a lady like you before, not going to just crawl in without an invite. So...are you inviting me...?" "Oh hell yes..." She moved to kiss him and Waylon loved the feel of her lips and how the very tip of her tongue pushed past his to explore his mouth. Her full breasts pressed into his chest and he let his hand slide around to the full bottom he had loved to watch as she moved around his hospital room. She was full and ripe and as soft as a cloud, and he pushed her night gown up so it bunched up at her waist as he slipped his hand between her fleshy thighs. At the first touch of his fingers on her slit, she moaned. "You like that," he whispered the words, "so do I. Damn you feel good." "Hmm, your fingers feels wonderful, it's been so long..." Noreen ran her lips over his face and down to his throat as he explored the slick slit between her legs, she was soft and plump lipped and he used his thumb on her small little clit as he let two fingers slide inside her. She was tighter then he expected from a woman with two kids, but he didn't mind. If anything it only excited him more to think how she would feel wrapped around him. He was in no hurry though; he wanted to make her feel extra good the first time they were together. He wanted to hear her moan and call out his name over and over, to feel her cum around him and feel her flood his face. When he thought about it, he wanted it all from her. He wanted all that she had for him to take. Finding her mouth, he kissed her deeply and heard a deep throated grunt from down the hall. It was followed by a high pitched squeal and a giggle. He didn't need to ask to know that Harley and Keni were having fun of their own. He began to work his fingers in and out of her and rub her clit harder. Waylon wanted to hear her squeal just the way Keni had, to know he was making Noreen happy. He felt her hips begin to jump and he put his lips by her ear. "That's it honey, cum for me, I want to make you feel good...you mean so much to me Noreen, I want to please you and take care of you and the girls forever." He bit her throat and sucked at the skin to leave behind a cherry red mark. "This is just the beginning honey; I'm going to spend the night making you feel good." She swallowed hard as she pulled his mouth down to hers and he felt himself swallow her scream. The power of her climax was more then he had ever expected and he had to crawl between her legs and push himself into her before it ever ended. He felt her lock her legs around his waist and grip his shoulders as he moved in and out of her slowly, then building speed as he heard her beg for more. Lord, she felt so enjoyable and so tight, he was no king Kong, but still he could feel her everywhere, and he loved it, reaching below her, he gripped her bottom and struggled to his knees to really be able to love her better. God, it had been so long, and it was so fine. Soon, he began to understand what it must have been like for Harley and Keni that first day. He could feel the bed shaking with the joining of his and Noreen's bodies and the sounds that came from their bodies slapping against each other. Was this how it felt when you found your other half, your soul mate? When your body met its needed half? He had known more then his share of women but none of them had ever done what she was doing to him. "Noreen, oh my god honey, what the hell is happening to me? It's never been like this, not once in my whole damn life." He felt scared to death, but more alive then he had in a long time. "Oh my Lord, Noreen...I can't wait, I can't hold out..." She gripped his arms and arched up to meet him. "You don't have to Waylon; I'm already there before you..." Yes she was, even as his first shot rocketed out of him, he felt her clench and spasm around him. Yes, it was glorious, it was heaven, it was the whole world exploding around them and seeming to take a life time to come back together. When it did, he could only lay down on her supporting himself on his elbows and stroking her face with shaking fingers. They were kissing like he had never kissed any one before and when he found his breath, he looked at her. "Tell me I pleased you Noreen, tell me that you enjoyed that as much as I did and that you never wanted it to stop." She looked at him in amazement. "Please me? I never knew it could be like that...as far as enjoying it, god Waylon, give me more anytime you want and please never let it stop..." Pulling her close as he settled down to sleep, he knew that it never would, he was as hooked on her as Harley was on Keni, and he had no complaints what so ever. * * * Noreen slipped out of bed and used the bathroom, then dressed and went downstairs. It was early yet, but from the sounds from the kitchen, the girls were already up. It took her a minute to remember that they were no long alone in the house, but the last thing she expected to see as she entered the kitchen was Keni at the stove, making pancakes and talking to the girls about the farm. "I've spent the last ten summers there, and I love it, and you can get to know Kimber and her brothers. Maggie is about the best friend I've ever had and her husband Scooter, he is hilarious. I really think you'll like it there." Hannah looked at the woman standing at her mother's stove. "Will you and Harley be there too?" "For a while, but when we move, you and your sister will still have my sister and Harley's to spend time with, and I'm pretty sure your mom and Kate will get along great, they're about the same age. I'm just a kid compared to most everyone there," she looked up, and smiled at Noreen. "I got fresh coffee on and I figured you might enjoy a day free of cooking breakfast." "Coffee sounds great." She started to get it, but Keni shooed her to the table with her girls and she went gratefully. Hannah brought her a cup and settled back on her chair. Noreen noticed that Keni was drinking a mug of it herself, and thought how normal it looked for the girl to be doing things like that. "Surprised you're up so early, you and Harley had a long drive yesterday, then a late night..." Keni giggled. "I wasn't the only one, but we won't talk about that. This is about the time Harley and Dean get up for work, so it's normal for me, and what with getting ready for the wedding and fixing up Harley and I's place, I am constantly on the go..." She put pancakes on two plates for the girls and brought them over. "I'll let you doctor these up. How many you want Noreen?" "Just a couple, but you don't..." Even as she started to speak, she stopped. She was wrong, Keni did need too. She needed to keep busy, to cook and clean and take care of things. Her protest fell on deaf ears as Harley came in the kitchen, he wore only a pair of jeans, and she had to admire his build. Noreen watched as he walked up behind Keni, nuzzled her ear and she heard him whisper something to his woman. She was glad she didn't know what it was, because from the way Keni blushed, she could guess it was something adult only. Keni only shivered openly and smiled. "Harley, the kids are in the room." His laugh was deep and joyful. "Hmm, then let's go back up stairs. I finally got you all to my self for more then a few hours." "Harley James Barnes, behave, or I will burn your breakfast." She sounded as if she was teasing, but Noreen watched Harley take a step back. "Oh honey, you wouldn't do that to me, would you?" His eyes took on a mock horror stricken look. "No...but seriously, we are guests here, so act a little human okay?" She gave him a quick kiss as she handed Noreen her pancakes. "Now sit down, drink your coffee and show your muscles off to the girls. Hannah, Leigh, those muscles will be around to help Waylon keep your future boyfriends in line." Watching as Harley and Keni bantered back and forth, Noreen saw how perfect they were together. They had the kind of relationship she had always dreamed of, playful, loving, and totally full of life. That was how it had been at the first with her ex husband. But over time he had changed and now she was glad he was long gone. Last night with Waylon, she had learned what folks had told her for years. That last night had been how it should be between two people. She doubted she could ever be as open about her sexuality as Keni was but then they were two different people. When Waylon came in he grinned at Keni, then walked over and Noreen bent her head back to look up at him. His kiss was soft and easy but filled with the same passion she had tasted last night. He pulled out the chair beside her and took the plate his sister handed him. Keni, she also noticed didn't fix herself a plate, instead she settled for coffee. When the girl saw Noreen's unasked question, she smiled. "I was sick a while back, my body is still taking it's time over what it will or will not let me eat." Harley nodded. "She pushed herself too hard, so the doctor said. My sugar takes on too much and doesn't know when to stop..." He gave Keni a loving smile. "Which reminds me, we forgot to tell you Way, you have been in official custody of two sworn Crossroads deputies since we got here. Can you believe that, me a cop?" Waylon almost choked on his coffee. "You are kidding me...?" The idea of Harley begin a lawman was about as believable as any of them being a priest. "God honest truth little brother, Sheriff Jones thought it might be a good idea if there were any problems between here and home. Like speeding tickets and such..." He took a bite of his pancakes as if realizing he was saying too much. Keni chuckled. "Which he got three before that truck ever left Oklahoma, and two more once we crossed into Texas. I think most of the cops thought we were joking until we showed them the warrant and all, which reminds me, I need to serve you with it as soon as breakfast is over. So I suggest you plan on spending the day packing this place up so we can get back. You'll be placed under house arrest at your mom and dad's until we can get this straightened out, okay?" Waylon nodded. "Works for me, I ain't going anywhere. Noreen and the girls will need to get settled in and as for me, well, I need to get my act together big time." "Yes you do, Noreen, do you know who I will have to talk to at the hospital to get the records of how long he was there and when he was brought in?" Noreen told her the information she would need to ask for and gave her the name of the police officer and detective as well. Keni nodded as she wrote it all down. Despite the early hour, she was on the phone and leaving messages before the rest of the table had finished eating. She saw Harley look at Keni with a worried look in his eyes. "Slow down honey, we got a couple days." Keni nodded. "I know, but I want this settled so we can get home. And I keep thinking how close McCall is to my folks. Well, it's not like he will show up at my mom and dad's front door." Noreen saw Waylon pale and heard his deep intake of breath. "Oh my lord..." He looked at Keni, "Keni, he knows you're from Oregon..." Keni paled so much Noreen was afraid she might pass out. "Does he know where Waylon?" Waylon was trying to think. "God, I swear I am never drinking more then a couple beers from now on, no more whiskey for me. We talked about so much, he was interested in all the family, but when I talked about you and Harley, that was when he really got interested, but Anita would know...maybe Sheriff Jones can talk to her, she might remember." He looked sick. Noreen nodded. "Make the calls Keni, better to be safe then sorry." It was clear that the sheriff would talk to Anita as soon as possible; the calls to her parents were something else. "Mom, listen to me, you and dad, you got to be careful, this man is fucking insane. Well how the hell am I suppose to act? Dammit mom, I'm scared for you and dad. Just promise me okay, you know what Waylon looked like right, well he's like him. Mom, you and dad, please?" Her father seemed easier to convince and when she hung up, it was clear that she was breathing easier. "Pretty damn good, mom is more carefree about a possible murderer showing up on her door step then dad is. Dad's going to get them a motel room for a few days. He thinks they need some time to be alone anyway..." Her fear changed to a smile. "I hope they don't charge for extra noise." Harley laughed and nodded. "Okay babe, now relax a little. All we need is the proof that Way was here all the time this has been going on, and then it's over." Noreen saw Keni take a bite of her lower lip before she answered him. "Will it Harley, will it be over...?" * * * It was a question Noreen was asking herself as they packed the house up. There wasn't a lot she wanted, most of it was things she had gotten at thrift stores and was worth little as far as sentimental value to her, when they finished just after sunset that night, and she sat on the couch looking at the entire contents of her life for the last two years. It wasn't much, some clothes, her computer, the girl's things, a few odds and ends. Keni came and sat next to her, putting her arm around her and Noreen wondered how the girl had known she need comfort right them. Wiping her eyes after she had cried herself out, she looked at Keni. "How do you do that, know when someone is hurting like I was...?" Keni shrugged. "I don't know, I just do sometimes. I guess I would feel the same way if it was me, or Kate or my mom...it ain't easy being a lone woman raising two girls. I got a friend back in Portland, I used to baby sit for her after school, and she was like you, abusive husband, trying to cope with all that was going with her around her. Sometimes she would just need to cry, so I'd sit with her and talk...not about anything special, just odds and ends. My aunt, who is a great believer in people having special powers and reincarnation and all, she says that I have this talent for just knowing things and it's one I should work on. I guess maybe in a way, she's right. I knew from the minute I met Harley that he wasn't as bad as everyone said. That there was a part of him that just needed someone to believe in him and be there for him through good and bad, personally, I think it was just me feeling all the love for him that I feel now." "He's a good man." It wasn't clear how Noreen could make a judgment about a man she barely knew, but it had been the same way with Waylon. The minute she saw him in that hospital bed, she had known there was a man full of hurt and need for understanding under those bandages. Harley gave her that same feeling when she saw him and Keni together or heard him talking to his brother. "Yes he is, so are Waylon and Dean. Dean was no angel before he met Kate. My sister said the first time they met; she poured a beer over his head because he was acting like such an ass. He just looked at her and for an instance she really thought he was going to hit her, then he just started to laugh and that was it, they been together every since." She looked around and made sure Harley and Waylon were occupied somewhere else. "Let me tell you what happened the day Harley and I got together..." Noreen listened in stunned silence as Keni told her how she had caught him in her room at her sister's and what he had been doing. "My lord, he wasn't...was he?" Keni laughed. "Swear to god, I was so shocked I just about turned and ran out, but I knew that it might work to my advantage and damn if it didn't. I would have never told on him, but still, always nice to have some blackmail fodder for the future if you need it. Now I admit, I am rude, crude and I definitely have an attitude, but around him, I have to. He's not a normal man is he?" Noreen watched as Harley and Waylon came into the room. "No, he's not, neither of them is; but would we want them any other way?" The younger girl shook her head, "no freaking way. Hey sugar..." She got up and moved to wrap her arms around the tall, good looking man. Harley gave her a suspicious look but wrapped one arm around her and bent his head to claim her mouth. It was a deep, loving kiss and you just knew that he put all he felt into it. Waylon grinned at her as he sat down beside her. "I told you those two are crazy about each other, about as crazy as I am about you and those two little girls we got upstairs." He put his arm around her and rested her head on his shoulder. "I would like to know how the hell he can kiss her for so long and never come up for air, seems like they would pass out after a while." Mistaken Identity Ch. 03 That made Noreen giggle, "Maybe it's all in how they turn their heads." She had to admit that it must be good, because Keni looked in no hurry to come up for air. Not that she wanted to find out; she had just never met anyone like Waylon or Harley before. Not anyone that ever made her emotions and body act the way Waylon did especially. She could still feel the chills her body had experienced when he touched her and had made love to her the night before. The way he was looking at her now, the hunger in his eyes made her body react and he smiled as he saw her nipples had hardened against her shirt. Bending his head, he nibbled at her ear. "Hmm, can we leave the two deep sea divers alone for a while with the girls; I want to take you upstairs and..." He began to whisper and her body flushed with his words and the husky tone of his voice. "Hey, hey, none of that, not till the sun goes down, we still got work to do." Keni laughed as she spoke. "Way, you leave that poor woman alone for a heartbeat at least." Waylon grinned. "Then you better tell my big brother not to be kissing you like that because I am just as dirty minded as he is." Harley grinned. "Not a chance, I got too much experience on you little brother." * * * That set the two brothers bickering and Noreen saw the happiness in Keni's eyes. When the younger girl slipped outside, Noreen followed her and found her sitting on the porch, crying her heart out. "You okay Keni?" Keni nodded. "I am just so glad they are back like that...seems like since I went to Crossroads, they been at each other's throats, and I been feeling like it was my entire fault. Thinking some times that if I had never come to Crossroads, none of this would have come to pass. It was a heavy burden for me..." "And you could never tell Harley or anyone?" "Oh, I tried to, but they would all just tell me no, it wasn't my fault and this and that, but it kept picking at me, and me getting so involved in everyone's lives and all, it made me feel like I just wanted to run and scream." She looked at Noreen. "I know a lot of folks wonder why I can be so willing to be with Harley, knowing his appetite for sex and his little ideas of fun. For me it's a total release when we make love, I can forget all the problems of the world, and the more down and dirty we get, the more I feel at ease. Does that make sense to you Noreen?" The look in her eyes gave the impression that she needed to be reassured, to be told that she was alright, that it was a part of life. Surprisingly it did. "It's called Love Keni. Harley makes you feel safe and secure no matter how rough or gentle he treats you. You know he will never hurt you beyond what you can stand, and that he will always be there for you. You knew something about him that had let that love grow in you from a very early age, most women never that lucky to find it." Keni gave her a shy smile. "I think you did find it Noreen, it just came to you later then some I guess." Noreen found she had to agree with her new friend. "So do I Keni, so do I..." To be Continued...