0 comments/ 24087 views/ 5 favorites Caught in the Act! Ch. 03 By: MadeForOneStory Work was slow and dull today, for some reason. I hated working double shifts on Fridays, I never got home before 9, and even then it was grabbing some dry toast and straight to bed, to sleep. Still, I had a fruit salad for lunch that I'd picked up from the corner shop earlier. I'd been meaning to start eating a bit healthier, and I had liked the sound of the various fruits, so thought I'd give it a try. I'd decided to eat outside today - it was nice out, and I thought I'd make the most of it. I'd elected to sit on a bench near the cenotaph in the town square, in the shade of a sycamore tree. I took the plastic off the top of the pot, and unfolded the fork that has been provided, and stabbed a piece of pineapple. I loved pineapple, especially chilled pineapple. As I masticated the chunk, something tasted decidedly...odd...about it. I elected to ignore it, putting it down to lack of refrigeration in the past few hours. I chose a grape next, and stuck one of the fork's prongs through the stem hole, rather than trying to pierce the skin of the grape with the blunt plastic fork. Again, as the grape split between my teeth, and the juice leaked onto my tongue, I again noted the unusual distaste the grape had attained. I checked the rest of the fruit, and all seemed to be fine. There were some strawberries, pieces of kiwi fruit, and some slices of orange. The orange segment seemed to be misshapen - flatter, and longer than usual, and a deeper colour than it should have been. My stomach turned, and I put the pot aside as a pressure built within my gullet. I was going to be sick! I made a split second decision, and threw up in the shrubbery trough beside the bench. I felt awful. My head was aching, my insides were in flames. I picked up the fruit salad pot, and hurled it into the bin on the other side of the bench. Last time I buy one of those! When I returned to work, I still felt like I was about to be sick again. My headache hadn't improved, and my colleagues were becoming concerned. Eventually, one of them called my boss over, and she sent me home. The same co-worker even offered to give me a lift (since I cycled to work every morning, he had to load my bike and helmet into the back seat). As soon as I got home, I went to the medicine cabinet, swiped the box of paracetamols, and downed them with a glass of water, before plodding to my bedroom and falling face first into my pillow. ***** I woke up, finding myself on the floor next to my bed, the covers wrapped around me. I'd fallen away from the door, and now found myself in the narrow space between the wall and my bed. I murmured, and glanced at the wall clock. 7:15 As I began to maintain consciousness, I yawned, and sighed gladly. I felt a lot better! Still half asleep, I heard Alex and Natalie's faint voices from the living room. I slowly got up and silently draped the duvet back across the bed, and tiptoed to the door. I peeked through, and saw the pair sat next to each other on the couch, watching a film on the TV. I also noted the empty wine bottle on the floor next to the couch, and the half-empty bottle on the coffee table. I slowly and silently opened the door, trying not to make any noise, and slipped across to the bathroom, gently closing the door behind me. I sighed. I hadn't been spotted. I moved to the toilet and relieved myself, making sure I didn't hit the water and make noise, and crept back to the door. There was no sound in the other room any more. I carefully opened the door so that I could peek through, and saw that the TV was off, and heard gentle moaning sounds from the couch. As I adjusted my positioning to see a bit better, I could see Alex and Natalie locked in a full on kiss, their hands stroking each others' backs, drawing around each others' shoulders, running through each others' hair. I felt my cock start to harden as the girls started to undress each other, Natalie pulling off Alex's green long-sleeved boy shirt, Alex then removing Natalie's vest top, revealing their gorgeous breasts to the cool air. They returned to kissing again, Natalie unclipping Alex's bra strap, breaking the kiss, removing it, and leaning down. The back of the couch obscured my vision, but I could just see the back of her head, so knew that she was suckling on Alex's nipples. Alex let loose a moan of vain as Natalie pulled away, and started fumbling with something. Alex grinned and leaned back out of view. After a few seconds, I heard the unmistakable sound of jeans hitting the floor. After a moment, Natalie's head disappeared from view, and Alex's leg replaced it over the back of the couch. Only one thing was going on: Natalie was eating her out! Alex started to moan in ecstasy, and I knew I had to see this! I seized the opportunity and crept back across to my room, so I could get a better look at the girls. I closed the door enough so I could still get a generous view with little chance of being seen. What I saw was incredible! Alex's hand was resting on the back of Natalie's head, and pushing it into her pussy, her eyes were closed as she moaned in her pleasure. I reached down and readjusted myself in my pants, and quickly withdrew it. I wanted to join in so bad, but I didn't want to cum just yet. Alex started to moan a bit louder, "Oooooh my god! Don't stop! Keep going! Oooooooooooh...." she started to buck her hips as Natalie kept devouring her pussy. A hand reached up and pushed down on Alex's hips to keep them still, thumb resting on her clit. I saw Natalie's other hand sneak up towards Alex's cunt. She curled her ring finger into her hand, forming the shocker, and pushed her index and middle finger into Alex's pussy, and her little finger into her ass. Alex's eyes snapped open and she let out a cry that made her sit up as Natalie started pumping her hand as she licked at her folds. "OOOOOOH my fucking GOD!" Alex cried, her face starting to contort and scrunch up as a powerful orgasm welled within her. "yes...yes...YES...YES....OOOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!" Natalie pulled her head away, and Alex let loose a huge gush of cum in a jet that struck Natalie square in the chest. Alex bucked her hips about a foot in the air, and Natalie grabbed Alex's hips, and pulled her orgasming cunt to her face and she thrust her fingers deep down within, and lapped fericiously at her clit. "GGG...GGGUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!" Alex shrieked as she came again, a huge jet of pussy fluid shooting out and spraying Natalie in the face. Natalie continued to finger and eat her, pushing Alex's hips forwards, making her spray herself in the face and tits! As Alex began to calm down, and her orgasm subside, Natalie stood up and removed her bra, lifted it up to her face and took a deep sniff. "Mmmmmmm...smells like you," she chuckled, before casually discarding it. Alex was just lying on the couch, gasping and heaving for breath. Natalie laughed. "So...how was your first time squirting?" Alex managed to muster the strength to speak, "Un...real," she said, before slumping back down on the couch to regain her strength. Natalie giggled to herself. She suddenly gasped and ran a finger up her stomach, catching some escaping pussy juice. "Mmmmmmmmm. I think I need to get cleaned up. I think I'll hop in the shower. Be back in a moment," Alex took a deep inhale and sighed in pleasure. Natalie turned to come towards the shower, her breathtaking breasts bouncing slightly with every step, her brunette hair cascading down her back, a couple of rogue locks falling down the front of her collar. I knew I risked discovery, so slowly eased myself out of her line of sight, and hid behind the door as she padded past. Listening eagerly, I didn't hear her footsteps transit from carpet to lino. I heard her first go into her own room, and after a moment, through the wall ajoining our two rooms, the scraping of plastic on wood rather high up. I guessed she was taking a box down from atop her wardrobe. I seized the opportunity while Natalie replaced the box, and quickly darted from my hiding place to the bathroom opposite as quietly as I could. I heard Alex shifting on the sofa as I scurried across. I knew Natalie wouldn't be long, so I acted fast, and opened the wicker clothes basket (which I had emptied only yesterday to take to the laundrette down the road) and got inside. No sooner had the lid closed on my head, did the bathroom door swing open and Natalie stride in, still dressed in only her jeans. She was stunning, even more so with the sticky shine of Alex's lady cum up her front. I gently lowered myself so that the basket's lid was shut, for fear of discovery. I heard a clink originating from the sink, a click, a brief squirting noise, and the familiar sound of the shower's water running filled the room. I decided to risk it, and sneak a peek. Tentatively and cautiously, I lifted my head up just enough so I could see through the narrow slit between the basket and its lid. Natalie was sat on the edge of the bath, and was in the process of taking off her jeans and panties. As they reached her ankles, Natalie stood up, and wriggled one of her feet out of her jeans, and flicked them to one side with the other. She reached over to the sink, and pulled out a large dildo, about 8 inches long at a guess, and a clit stimulator. She stepped into the bath, and into the oncoming stream of water, facing the showerhead. Natalie threw her head back, letting the water pour over her gorgeous breasts, and dragged the dildo across her nipples, the nubs swelling and hardening as she did. She lifted the dildo to her mouth and ran it sideways across her lips, her mouth opening slightly and sensuously grazing it from base to tip with her lips. She held it up in front of her, and flicked a switch, turning the vibrator on. She softly touched it to the top of her cleavage, and slowly traced a line down her body to the parting in her legs, letting loose a moan as she reached her clit. Natalie bent her legs slightly, so that she could more easily grant the vibrator entry to her passage. She hesitated at the entrance, and used a hand to part her lips and expose her clit, and she inhaled in anticipation, and started to push the vibrator into her pussy. Her expression changed immediately, from biting her lower lip in anticipation, to one of gasping pleasure. She'd only touched the vibrator to her vagina, and was only starting to push it in, but she moaned audibly at the sensation, and urged it in further. One of her legs spasmed, and she had to put a hand down on the side of the bath to steady herself, and she lowered herself down into the bath to avoid falling mid-masturbation. Whilst better for Natalie, this was worse for me, as my view of the action was obscured by the tub, and all I could see was Natalie's dildo-ing arm, face, and collar. "Aaaaah fuck," she gasped, as she pushed the vibrator further into her pussy. I saw her legs tense and push against the side of the bath. I felt the overwhelming urge to grab my cock and beat along to Natalie's masturbation, but I managed to stop myself from doing so to avoid being noticed. I don't know what I thought was hotter, the fact that Natalie was filling herself with a clit-stimulating vibrating dildo in the shower, or the fact that I was watching, unbeknownst to her. Natalie threw her head back and bucked her hips, and let out a cry, snapping me back to reality. From the all to brief glimpse I got, the vibrator was now all the way into her pussy, the clit stimulator now joining in, pleasuring Natalie even more. She was starting to gyrate and thrust her hips rythmically, her eyes closed in pleasure, and letting out a long, low moan of ecstasy as the vibrator continued to go about its work deep inside her tight cunt, causing her legs to spasm and lock, and shock her stomach muscles as her pussy walls contracted around the intruding object as it continued its assault on her senses. Natalie's cries started to get more and more urgent, her hip movements increasing in speed, the wave of her orgasm cresting and mere seconds from crashing down on her and breaking against her body. Then it hit her. Her face froze and became rigid and her hips bucked high above the line of the bathtub, her body stiffening in that position, as her orgasm washed over her, powerful waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. Then she found her voice, and let out a loud gutteral scream as the realisation of her orgasm finally came to light. Her hips dropped and began gyrating against the vibrator again. Her breath deepend into pants of exasperation as her orgasm began to subside, pulling the vibrator out of her pussy and casting it aside. My cock was on fire, craving attention. I wanted to cum so much. I decided to risk it and shift my position in my pants so it was a bit more bearable, and so my penis could actually get some physical contact. It was a gamble that didn't pay off. Natalie heard the slight shuffle, and immediately perked up. She turned off the shower, and got out of the bath, strode over to the basket in which I was concealed, and whipped the lid open. "What the hell are you doing in there?!" she cried out in shock, recoiling slightly and covering her boobs with one arm. "Oh..." I exclaimed sheepishly, the feeling of shame sweeping over me, "Hi..." was all I could think of saying. "How long have you been there?" I slowly stood up and eased myself out of the wicker basket, "Uhm..." I stuttered At that moment, Alex came in to see what the commotion was about, and jumped in shock at the sight of me, "Mike?! What are you doing here? I thought you were working late tonight!" "I was feeling sick so I came home about lunchtime," I explained, "I was sleeping it off when you guys came back. I woke up and you were making out on the sofa and I didn't want to disturb you," "Hmmm..." Natalie crunched her face up, as if trying to contemplate the validity of my story. We stood there in silence for what seemed like an hour. "So you saw the whole thing, did you?" "Yes," I answered. Natalie unfolded her arms and moved past Alex into the hallway. "Alex..." I began, seeking forgiveness. "Don't, Mike," "I'm sorry," "I said don't," Alex raised a finger, "I don't know what you were thinking, or what was going through your mind, but all said and done, I kind of like the fact that I was being watched." My eyes brightened at this revelation, "You do?" "Yeah," Alex smiled, "Shall we go sit down and talk about it?" With that, Alex turned to leave, an I tentatively followed her to the dining table behind the couch, and sat on one of the chairs beside her. "Now, what is it that you want to talk about?" I asked, letting my hands rest on my lap. "Well, just about what you saw, really," Alex brushed her hair over her ear, "Did you see Natalie eat me out?" "Yeah, I did," "And did you see me squirt all over her?" Just recalling this was making me incredibly horny. I felt my penis begin to throb and beg for attention, "Yes," "Good," Alex grinned, and nodded her head, "Time for round two I think," I felt someone grab my hands from behind me and yank them back behind the chair, before wrapping something around them and tying it tightly. "What the fuck?!" Alex grabbed the chair and spun me round to face Natalie. "Now we can have some real fun!" she laughed. "Nat, what the hell is this?" I tested the bonds on my hands. It was soft and felt familiar, "Is this one of my ties?!" "Yes," Natalie answered, "You are going to sit here, and watch while your girlfriend and I fuck right in front of you." She started to undo my jeans, and Alex pulled my shirt up and over my head and down so it was dangling on the tie between my hands. "You are not going to touch yourself at all," Natalie hooked her fingers around both my trousers and my boxers, and started to pull them down. "Because that would be no fun at all, would it?" I moaned as the material dragged along the length of my cock before it sprang free, and fell naturally back onto my groin. Natalie continued to pull my trousers down my legs. I lifted my feet to help her remove them, and she managed to pull my socks off as she passed. She gently stroked the inside of my leg, causing me to lurch at the feeling. Hot damn! "Hope you enjoy the show," she said, as she slid her hand up my thigh, almost at my cock, and then removed it. Natalie turned to Alex and pulled her into a kiss. Alex wrapped her arms around Natalie and pulled her in, caressing her bare back, and pressing their breasts together, causing them to swell outwards. Natalie broke the kiss, and traced one of Alex's nipples with a finger, teasing her, "C'mon hun, let's give Mike a show!" She bent down, and, cupping Alex's breast in her hand, lowered her head to it, and started to lick at the fleshy part of her tit, avoiding contact with the nipple. Alex moaned, and I felt my cock start to ache. Natalie's eyes skitted over to me, and with a knowing smile, she opened her mouth and swallowed Alex's nipple, her lips closing over the areola, and her cheeks squeezing in as she took a long, deep, sensuous suck. Alex took a gasping inhale at the sensation, and rested a hand atop Natalie's head as she suckled. Natalie relaxed and took another suck, this time squeezing and kneading Alex's breast as she did so, causing Alex to buck her hips slightly and moan. I really wanted to join in and at least relieve some of the feeling in my cock, the ache, the desire to touch and to be touched, and to bring an orgasm to both girls so intense, they wouldn't be able to walk for a week! I just wanted to join in so badly. I let out a moan of anguish at the thought of denial. Natalie pulled herself away from Alex's tit, shot a sexy smile at me, and moved to the other one, taking the nipple she had just left between her finger and thumb, and began to roll it as she suckled on it's jealous twin. Alex took a sharp inhale and let out a deep moan as both of her nipples were being assaulted in different ways. Natalie seemed to be suckling at Alex's tit in short, sharp bursts, rather than drawn-out longer ones, and began tugging and pinching Alex's other nipple with her hand, stretching her breast before letting it snap back into its natural position. As I watched and craved my girlfriend getting orally pleasured by my flatmate, I saw the sexual tension building in Alex's face as she pulled Natalie deeper into her breast. Natalie tried to pull away, getting smothered by Alex's tit flesh, but Alex pushed her back into it, "Don't you dare stop!" Alex started panting and moaning and crying out. I recognised the noises and the look on her face - she was about to cum! Her breath sped up and her eyes opened widely and she let out a gasp before looking down at Natalie ravenously devouring her breast. She scrunched her face up and moaned loudly, pulling Natalie deeper into her breast, batting her hand away from her other tit and pulling her nipple out as far as it would go, and she held it there. She was still panting, still seemingly on the verge of orgasm, but not quite being able to tip herself over the edge. She let go of Natalie and she came back up, rasping for breath after being smothered by Alex's tit. "I...I don't understand..." Alex gasped, "I was there! I almost came but I couldn't..." She looked at Natalie, and her eyes changed, as she gazed lustfully at Natalie, and took the plunge, diving straight down in between Natalie's parted legs on the floor, and started to lap furiously at her cunt. Natalie let out a moan, and fell backwards, her arms shooting out behind her to support her. I felt my cock pulse as she let out a deep moan, and I watched intently as Alex ate Natalie out. Caught in the Act! Ch. 03 Natalie looked over at me, and gave me a big grin, "You like this? You like watching your girlfriend eat me out?" She reached up and gave her tit a big grope, "It feels sooooo good!" She tilted her head down and took her own nipple in her mouth, squeezing her breast at the same time, letting it go with a pop! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned and her hand shot round the back of Alex's head and stroked her as she continued her oral assault on Natalie's pussy, "I bet you wish you had your cock in there, ready to blow, ready to give us the hot sticky cum you've been saving, and blast it all over our big, soft, beautiful titties!" I moaned in anguish, as my cock yearned for attention. It cried out to be touched, to be relieved, to be allowed to release! Natalie yelped and bucked her hips against Alex's face, her moans growing more urgent as her orgasm approached. She lay back flat on the floor, one hand squeezing her tits, the other playing with her clit, fervently rubbing at it, urging her orgasm on, willing it to arrive! I panted as my penis grew ever more needy of attention as Natalie's pleasure grew. It craved contact, it was yelling out for it, and it was unbearable! Natalie suddenly convulsed and cried out in orgasmic pleasure as the waves of her climax washed over her, her hips bucking into Alex's face as it receded, and she calmed down. Alex withdrew her head from Natalie's dripping cunt, giving it a kiss, causing Natalie to shudder in post-orgasmic pleasure, before sitting back on her calves. "Now," she said, turning to me as Natalie began to recover, "I think it's time you were given some love, don't you?" "Thank god for that!" I thought, I threw my head back and sighed deeply as Alex moved round the back of the chair and undid the tie, and grabbing my wrists, keeping them behind me. "We're moving to the bedroom now. You are not allowed to touch yourself," Alex stated firmly. "Stand up," she instructed, and she led me into Natalie's bedroom. She lay me sideways on the bed with my legs apart, and straddled my chest in a 69 position, took my cock in her hand, and closed her lips around my cock head. Holy shit, the feeling of her mouth on me was heavenly after so long of being denied touching myself, I was so glad that the first thing I felt was her sweet lips wrapped around my shaft, and her tongue running around my cock, constantly moving, always busy, leaving no portion of my shaft untouched. I moaned loudly as the feeling intensified, and Alex took me deeper in her mouth. Suddenly, she took my cock out of her mouth, "For fuck's sake, Mike, eat my fucking pussy already!" Taken aback and caught off guard by her, I obeyed, and rammed my face into her moist, juicy cunt and started to lick at her like I was starved and had been given a joint of prime gammon to feast on as my first meal. Alex let out a moan and immediately returned to eating my cock, pumping the shaft with her hand at the same time as fast as she could. I reached under her legs and pulled her crotch towards my face as I ate her, and upped my pace to match hers. I could already feel the cum brewing in my balls. I stopped eating Alex for just long enough to warn her, before resuming my cunnilingus, and pushing her towards climax as well. She responded, and held the head of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and pumping the shaft with her hand at full speed. At such a vigorous pace, the feeling was incredible, and I was so close to cumming now! Alex suddenly stopped her motions and let me go from her mouth. I couldn't believe it! She was going to deny me after so long?! "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!!!" Alex cried, pressing her cunt against my face. I pulled away, "Make me cum too! I need to cum!" "I will, but I want you to see it!" That was all the motivation I needed. My face shot back to Alex's cunt, and thrust my tongue into her, swirling it around her pussy walls. I felt her tremble as she started to cum. I stuck a finger into her ass, and that pushed her over the edge. Alex came, and came hard. Her pussy fluid leapt from her in a jet, hitting me in the face and chest. Taken by surprise, I recoiled from her, and let her spray me in her fluids. After a few seconds, the flow turned to a gentle dripping, and Alex started to come down from the pinnacle of her climax. She slowly got off me, still shaking from her orgasm, and lay beside me on her side, perpendicular to me, she took my cock in her hand and started to gently stroke it. Due to her exhaustion from her recent orgasm, she took me slowly into her mouth, and started sucking only the head, her tongue gently swirling around the tip. She dipped her head, and licked the length of my shaft from base to tip before wrapping her lips around my cockhead again. The feeling was exquisite! I shuddered at the sensation, and Alex smiled and chuckled at my enjoyment. She took her mouth off me, and tightened her grip on my shaft, licking the head now. I moaned as I felt the cum stirring once more in my balls. She took me in her mouth once more, and slowly started to work me with her hand and mouth. Her hand fell from around my cock, and she lay it across me, as if trying to hug me, and sank deeper onto my cock. The feeling was unbearable. She was trying to draw this out for as long as she could, and as a result, the feeling was intense! It was as if I was getting more sensitive the longer she took to bring me to orgasm! She took my cock in both hands and squeezed me tightly while she focussed on sucking the head. I was getting desperate now. I needed to cum! She held me tightly as she dipped down once. She gently licked my cockhead, her tongue swirling round it. Her lips made all to brief contact. I could feel the pressure start to build deep within my shaft. I was going to blow! I thrust my hips forward into her mouth, but her hands obstructed a full push. She kissed my cockhead deeply. I felt the cum surge through my shaft, ready to hit, the release finally about to come after so long! To my dismay, Alex pulled her head away, the cool air hitting my cockhead. What the fuck was she doing? I NEEDED TO CUM! She dipped her head down one last time, and touched her tongue to my peehole, and suddenly, my orgasm hit me. A huge spurt of cum leapt from the tip of my cock, accompanied by a mind-blowing orgasm. The cum missed both me and Alex and landed on the bed between us. The next one licked Alex's nose before falling back onto my groin. Alex swiftly dipped her head and wrapped her mouth around my cock and caught the rest of my cum in her mouth, the rest spilling over the sides and dribbling down my cockhead and over Alex's hands. She took a few more deep sucks of my cock to make sure that there was none left, and let what she had collected dribble down the sides. "Holy shit," I gasped, "That...was...incredible!" Alex sat up, and let go of my cock. She ran her cum-covered hand across my stomach and groin, scraping it off her hand. "Glad you liked it, babe!" she laughed, scooping up the cum dripping off her nose and wiping it on my groin with the rest of it. "Why are you doing that?" I asked, "I know you don't like swallowing, but why are you wiping it on me?" Alex chuckled, "I may not like swallowing cum...but Natalie does!" I looked down, and saw Natalie stood at the doorway, "Damn right I do!" She strode into the room, and knelt between my legs, and pulled me toward the edge of the bed, and immediately got to work. She started licking the cum up from my stomach first, tracing circles around my belly button, and slowly made her way towards my cock. She took my slightly deflated member in her mouth and stood it upright, keeping the head within her lips, tongue swirling around, tasting me, savouring the flavour. The sensation was a little unpleasant following such a powerful orgasm, as I was still really sensitive, but it was still really hot! She plunged down and took the full length of my cock into her mouth without so much as a cough, and sucked it deeply, drawing her head back up the length, and letting it drop out. My cock started to soften in her hand, and she started to stroke it to try to get it to perk back up, but her efforts were in vain. "Nat, I think I'm done," Natalie looked up at me, her face wraught with disappointment, "But you've only cum once! I need you to cum for me too!" "I know, but, whoo!" I sighed, "Alex really knocked the stuffing out of me!" "All right," Natalie reluctantly let go of my cock, and climbed into bed, allowing me to swing my legs round and lie in bed properly. "But you will cum for me tomorrow!" she whispered in my ear as she hugged my arm, pressing her tits against me, and nestling her head on the nape of my neck as we three drifted off to sleep. ***** I was awoken from my slumber by a hand stroking my penis. Still half asleep, I glanced over at the clock on the bedside, but it had been knocked so it face away from the bed. My arm was free from beneath one of the girls, so I reached over and turned it around. 6:48 The red digits seemed to be slightly pulsating, it was rather enthralling, satisfying, soothing. I felt the haze of sleep drifting over me once more as my eyes closed. They didn't stay that way for long, as I felt a sharp pang of pleasure as a tongue brushed against my cockhead. My eyes snapped open, and I hoisted myself up on one arm to see what was going on, not to much avail as there were blackout curtains on the window, so the room was still dark. Despite having fallen asleep on top of the bedclothes, the duvet was draped across the whole lower half of my body, hiding the kinky events beneath. Intrigued, I gently lifted the covers to try to get a look at who was taunting me this way, but a nimble hand whipped up and pulled the covers down to conceal beneath. The girl's lips opened, and swallowed the head of my cock. I rested my hand on the bulge in the covers where her head was, and thrust my hips forward slowly, pushing me into her mouth, the mystery of who it was, adding a new dimension to the sensation. All I knew was, with the physical and mental stimulation, it was driving me crazy! I cried out as I felt myself cumming into the mouth of my mystery assailant, a tongue writhing at the tip of my cock, working the cum out from it, making sure it didn't miss any. "Oh, Natalie, you sure know how to keep a promise!" I thought to myself, as I felt her cheeks squeeze my cock as she swallowed my load, and took her lips away from my cock. The covers shifted, and a golden head emerged from beneath. Alex! "Morning," she grinned, before kissing me on the lips, "Have a good sleep?" "Yeah," I replied, stunned that it was Alex all along! I thought she didn't like swallowing, then again, she had nowhere to put it. "Even better wake-up call!" "Thanks, babe," she smiled, "Only fair you caught up on cumming. You only came once last night, and we came so much!" I chuckled, "Really, there's no need to," "Well, Natalie was insistent we...levelled the playing field, so-to-speak" "Speaking of Natalie, what got you two so worked up last night? You know, before Nat found me watching her?" "Well, we had had a couple of glasses of wine each, and we got talking about you," Alex explained, "I guess wine gets Natalie going, and she told me how you made her squirt on Valentine's. I told her that you couldn't get me to squirt, and she said she could do better." "And she did, did she?" "Well, she made me squirt, and I loved it, but I would rather have you make me squirt," "So what did she do differently to me?" "You just weren't going about it the right way," Natalie said from the doorway. She had a towel wrapped around her body, and her hair was wet, indicating an early morning shower. she flicked the main light on, and strode towards us. She sat down on the bed, and grabbed a hairbrush from a drawer in her bedside table, and started to run it through her sodden locks. "Women are all different. I've been fucking since I was 14, so I've always been confident with my body being something guys would love to rip the shit out of, and teasing them before letting them take what they want, and I always get super horny super quickly. "Alex, on the other hand, is more timid than me, a bit less aggressive, so she needs to be approached in a different manner. She needs to be handled more delicately, and needs a bit more build up to get not only her body craving more, but her mind too!" Natalie said, replacing the hairbrush in the drawer. "I'd not thought of it like that," I said, the solution having been so obvious the whole time. "No, you wouldn't, since guys tend to think..." Natalie put on her best attempt at a deep, masculine voice, and continued, "...'Hrmmm. That didn't work! I'll keep trying it until it does!'" Alex laughed, "Oh my god, that is so you!" I recoiled in shock slightly, the sudden jab at me catching me off guard. Realising what she'd said, Alex apologised, "Sorry. Still friends?" I snort-laughed and kissed her forehead, "Yeah, why not?" "So, Mike," Natalie said, "I hope you're ready now!" "For what?" "I still need to make you cum! It's not fair if Alex gets it all!" "I suppose not," I agreed, with a laugh, "But Alex has already gotten me off, so I'm not in the mood right now," "Alex you bitch!" Natalie gasped, giving her a friendly slap on the leg, got up and took the box down from on top of her wardrobe, fumbled about for a moment, and pulled out a flesh coloured strap-on, and tossed it to Alex. "If I can't have some proper cock this morning, this'll have to do. It's about the same size as him. Put it on and fuck me!" Alex did as she was told, and put the dildo on, adjusting it so it fit her, and sat in the right position on her hips. "Oh wow!" Alex gasped, "I've not had a cock before! This is so cool! Shit, I wish I had one of these," she said, waving her hips from side to side, causing the dildo to sway. "You wanna know what it's like to have a cock?" Natalie asked, and before Alex could answer, she dove down and clamped her lips over it, giving the dildo a blowjob. "Oh shit!" Alex cried, "This is so awesome! Now I know why guys love getting blown! This looks so hot from here!" And it did. It did look hot. Weird, certainly, but it was really getting me back in the mood! My cock was starting to harden again, and I felt the urge to get in on the action. Natalie stopped sucking Alex off, and said "You know what else guys love? Tit fucks!" Natalie reached into the box again and whipped out a bottle of lube, and dribbled it generously onto Alex's cock. She jerked it with her hand until it got nice and wet and slippery. Natalie lay down sideways across the bed, and I got off and crouched behind her head to watch. "Only when you have a cock on do you know suddenly why guys love this shit so much! It all looks sooooo fucking hot!!" Natalie slowly peeled her towel away from her, and let it fall to either side, so she was lying on it. Natalie cupped her tits, ready to receive Alex. She obliged, and straddled Natalie's chest, the faux cock resting between them. Natalie pressed her tits around the dildo, and Alex started to thrust. From where I was situated, I could see a tit fuck from a whole other angle, and it was mesmerising! The swell of Natalie's boobs being pushed together around a cock, parted by it, a bulge pushing inwards against the breast, distorting its beautiful round shape as it was thrust back and forth between them. "Holy crap you're right!" Alex said, starting to increase the pace. Natalie tilted her head forwards and opened her mouth, allowing the dildo to slide between her tits and into her luscious mouth! "Oh my fucking god, Mike!" Alex cried, "How the fuck do you keep yourself from cumming for so long?! If I was a dude, I'd have painted Natalie's face by now!" I couldn't take it any more. I needed some action! I touched Natalie on the forehead, and tilted her head back so it fell over the edge of the bed towards me. I pressed my cockhead to her pursed lips, "Mmmmmm...about time!" she said, and she opened them to accept me into her warmth. Since she had limited movement, I started to fuck her mouth as Alex fucked her tits. "Holy shit, Mike! This is so fucking hot!" Alex moaned, the experience clearly turning her on. "I wanna fuck Natalie now! I wanna fuck her with my big, new cock!" I moaned as I withdrew from Natalie's mouth, and she moaned in anguish, "No! I want the real one! I want Mike in my pussy!" "But I wanna fuck you with my cock, Nat!" Alex complained, "I'm loving this!" "You both want to fuck me? Then DP me!" Natalie said, "Get off me Alex, and lie down!" Alex did as she was told, sitting up against the headboard, the strap-on standing at attention. Natalie straddled her, and angled herself so she was hovering over the strap-on. She grabbed it and angled it so it met her asshole, and she slowly lowered herself onto it, moaning as she was stretched. "Wow! So this is what it's like to fuck someone properly!" Alex gasped, another first for her! She was getting so turned on by all of this it was unreal! I never thought she'd be this excited just by having a strap-on! "Aaaaaaah! Shut up and take me!" Natalie lowered herself further onto the dildo, about half of it inside her. She rose and fell, sinking the dildo balls deep into her! She leant back, pushing her pussy upwards. "Fuck me, Alex! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast!" Natalie's face became feral and animalistic, and she was getting incredibly horny at the anticipation of her DP, and that she was being fucked in the ass by a girl, with her boyfriend watching. Alex responded, and began pumping her hips furiously, ramming the cock into Natalie's ass hard and fast, punching the cock to the hilt with every thrust, Natalie's moans crescendoing rapidly. It took about ten seconds of stimulation before Natalie came, and came hard, a jet of pussy juice shot from her and cleared the end of the bed, hitting me in the foot. Her hips bucked as she squirted, causing the dildo to spring free from her anus. "Aaaaaah fuck!" Natalie screamed, "Get your fucking cock in me now, Mike! FUCKING NOW!" I obeyed, and leapt onto the bed, Alex angled the dildo and slipped it back into Natalie's ass. I lined up, and speared my cock into her sensitive pussy, and buried it straight to the hilt. She screamed, and her pussy convulsed in orgasm again, squeezing around my cock. Thankfully, since I'd cum such a short while ago, I was nowhere near another orgasm myself. Nevertheless, I started thrusting into her as she came, stimulating yet more smaller spasms to make their mark. Natalie quivered and shook as I and Alex pounded her, the constant feeling of two cocks inside her, filling her up, proved too much for her. "Aaaaaaaaah! Dont! Ever! Stop! Fucking! MeeeeEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" Natalie came again, hard and loud, her pussy clenching around my cock like a vice, her body shaking as her orgasm reverberated through it, coursing through every nerve. I pulled out of her as it subsided, and lifted her off Alex's strap-on. I lay Natalie down beside Alex, and started to undo the strap-on. "Hey, leave my penis alone!" Alex protested, and tried to fight back, but I won out, and managed to remove the strap-on and toss it to one side. "Alex, I think it's time for Natalie to receive her cum!" I said, and pulled Natalie towards me slightly, "But how to give it to her?" "Fuck her tits!" Alex suggested, "Cum between them and plaster her face!" I straddled Natalie's chest, and placed my cock between her tits, "Hun, give me a minute." she said, still exasperated from her orgasms. Caught in the Act! Ch. 03 "Ok, Alex, I'll fuck your tits for a bit then!" Alex lay down next to Natalie and cupped her tits. I shuffled over and sat over Alex's chest, and she mushed her tits against my cock! I moaned and started to fuck them, pushing my groin into the underside of her breasts with each thrust. They felt magnificent! Natalie began to stir beside us, and she rolled onto her side to watch the tit fuck. She leant in, and started to lick at my cock and Alex's breasts. I shuddered at her tongue's touch. Alex relaxed her breasts, and Natalie grabbed my cock and stuck it in her mouth, giving it a quick suck to sate her hunger, before letting it fall back into Alex's cleavage. Now that she'd tasted, she wanted more. She dipped her head back down and started to lick at the opening again, my cock pushing against her tongue with every stroke, intensifying the feeling of the tit fuck. Alex dropped her breasts again, and with one hand, grabbed my cock, and offered it to Natalie, who took it in her mouth for a quick suck. Alex brought it to her own mouth and sucked on the tip while Natalie licked as close as she could get to the head. Alex held my cock out of her mouth a moment, and both girls started to lick hungrily at my head. Fuuuuck the feeling was incredible, having both girls licking my cock at the same time! Not to mention the visual stimulation as well! I withdrew my cock from Natalie's mouth, and rolled her over onto her back, and she squealed in delight. She pressed her tits together, and I thrust my cock between them. God, they felt great! She let out a moan as I fucked her chest, "Oooh fuck, I've cum so much, my tits are so sensitive! You're making me sooooo horny! Ooooooh!" "Alex, suck her tits!" I told her, and she obeyed, wrapping her lips around Natalie's nipple and sucking it hard. Natalie let out a loud moan of pleasure, and pressed her tits around my cock tighter in response! Alex took her mouth off Natalie's nipple, and reached around the back of her head, and put a hand on each tit. Natalie dropped her hands and tilted her head forwards, and Alex took over, controlling the pressure on my cock. She pressed Natalie's tits together really tightly, and I pushed forwards, my cock entering Natalie's mouth with each thrust, the head pressing against her tongue. I could feel the end coming, and my orgasm cresting. Alex leant forwards and started to lick my cock as it popped out from Natalie's cleavage. I let out a loud moan, and my orgasm hit me. A jet of cum lashed out and left a streak across Natalie's face from her chin to her forehead. "Oh my fucking...yes! Give us your cum, babe!" Alex said, as another spurt leapt out and landed on Natalie's cheek. A third landed in her open mouth, and a fourth landed in her cleavage. "Holy fuck," I said, as Natalie leant forward and took my cock in her mouth and sucked at it hard, bobbing her head on my cock. She took it out of her mouth and offered it to Alex, "Keep him hard, babe! I want to try something! Stand up, Mike," My interest piqued, I stepped off the bed, and stood up, Alex with my cock in her mouth, and she was succeeding in keeping me hard, the sensitivity of my cock post-orgasm meant her every lick was amplidied beyond normality, every suck felt like a hurricane! Fuck it felt good, if a little bit uncomfortable for a little while. Natalie, still dripping in cum, knelt next to Alex, and whispered something in her ear. "No way!" she gasped in delight, a smile beaming, "Oh we so have to do that!" The girls shuffled to face each other, and held their breasts up, moved towards each other, and pressed them together around my cock, my lucky member sandwiched between all four beautiful tits. "Fuck them, Mike! Fuck them til you cum!" Natalie commanded. I thrust my cock between all four tits, the feeling was unlike an ordinary tit fuck, and the phsycological stimulation was through the roof! The girls started kissing, and it all became too much for me! I let out a long, loud moan, and Natalie sensed that I was about to cum again! She took control and dropped her tits, Alex following suit. "Alex, get behind him and wank him off on my face!" Natalie scurried next to me, and stuck her still cum-covered face right next to my cock, "See what its like to give me a facial!" Alex got behind me and hugged me, her head resting on my shoulder, her hand wrapped around my cock and started beating me off. I moaned as I felt my orgasm approaching, "Give me your cum, Alex," Natalie said, "Give me all our fucking cum!" Alex sped up her motions, and I felt the pressure on my balls, and the cum rushing through my shaft. I came, and a shot of cum leapt out onto Natalie's cheek, "Ooooh look, I'm cumming!" Alex squealed in delight, another spurt leapt out and hit Natalie's other cheek, and she took me in her mouth to drain the rest of cum from my shaft. "Holy fuck!" I gasped, my cock withering in Alex's hand. Natalie released my empty cock from her mouth, and gave it a kiss before standing up, letting the cum dribble out of her mouth and onto her chest. "Now, you can go get some breakfast," Natalie ran a finger up a tributary of semen, which was drooling down her stomach, and scooping it into her mouth, "I have mine right here!" Caught in the Act Ch. 03 The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Trilogy Series, Dark Side Of The Force series. Caught In The Act, Ch. 1-3. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial or racist language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above. ***** Part 14 - Search Warrant October 2nd, 5:30pm. My cell phone rang. It was Paulina Patterson, who said "Judge Folsom didn't issue an arrest warrant yet, but he did issue a search warrant for your suspect's house, in particular for the shoes that might have left the dirt tracks that night. Get moving before he changes his mind!" -------- "WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" yelled the shrill voice. It was Karen Warner, who had walked in on us. The Crime Lab and many police officers were tearing through the house of Coach Brian Harlan. Several pairs of his shoes, including a pair of sneakers caked with mud that looked promising, had already been taken into evidence. We were now going a little further than we should and seeing if we could find any papers or anything hidden that tied Brian Harlan to a group that Jack Muscone and I had nicknamed 'The Four'. "Miss Warner," I said. "How nice to see you. We are executing a search warrant on the property of your lover Brian Harlan. May I suggest that you not interfere." "You fucking bastard." said Karen Warner, her eyes pouring daggers into me. "You will pay for this." She did not even try to feign lack of understanding, I noted. She was smart enough to know the game was up. She turned and left. -------- "Congratulations, Tanya." said University President Sidney P. Wellman. "He's a fine boy." He was visiting Tanya Perlman in her home, to which she and her new child been discharged from the hospital. Mrs. Feeley was staying and helping Tanya with baby Pete. "Thanks." said Tanya. "And how have you been doing, Sidney?" Tanya could be informal with Wellman; she had been his mistress for several years, breaking it off when she began seriously dating Officer Pete Feeley, then starting the affair back up again some weeks after Pete had been murdered by Angela Harlan, the Black Widow. "I'm good, good." Wellman said, then knew that Tanya was just too perceptive as she studied him. "Okay, okay, I'm really worried about Brian Harlan. You heard about his cancer?" "Yes." said Tanya. "But just him having cancer isn't what's bothering you, is it?" "No wonder the Iron Crowbar wants to put you back in charge of Major Crimes." Wellman said. "You see through things like he does." "I only wish I could see half as much as him." said Tanya. "So, tell me about it." "Well..." said Wellman, then deciding to trust Tanya, "Commander Troy has been more than generous in preserving the University's reputation by not having pursued Coach Harlan. But I've... I've been told something that leads me to believe that the Iron Crowbar might not be so... discreet... in the future." "And you want me to talk to Don?" Tanya said, more as an accusation than anything else. "No-" Wellman said, then exhaled, "Well, it's not me that is really worried about the University, but the great man who has been such a benefactor to the School. He very much is worried about what the Iron Crowbar will permit himself to do, and how it might harm the University's reputation, especially in the athletics area after all the trouble we've had there." "Sidney, I've already talked to Don," said Tanya, "and I'll just tell you this... trust the Iron Crowbar. Even when what he's doing doesn't seem right, it'll turn out that way. He's not going to throw his wife's University under the bus, but he IS going to do the right thing by the people who are innocent in all this." Their eyes locked, and Sidney Wellman finally relented. "He must be one hell of a man." he said. "You even named your son partly after him." "You're one hell of a man, too, Sidney." said Tanya, her eyes flirtatious. "And it won't be long before I'm sampling your... talents... again..." Part 15 - Arrests October 3d. And there's no better way to start a morning than with a hot cup of coffee and a hot reporterette on the TV screen. It was time for Bettina! "This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News! Channel Two News has learned that three arrests have been made in connection with the murder of Derrick Belle! Belle's sister, Cheryl Belle Dunston, her husband, and Belle's cousin, known as R. M. Belle, were arrested on charges of embezzlement and fraud. These crimes were uncovered by Town & County Police, who contacted SBI authorities to make the arrests. SBI Agent Ted Crenshaw and SBI Reserve Agent Thomas "Sapper" Warren of the City Police effected the arrests based upon information provided by the Town & County Police's Vice Department, led by Lieutenant Teresa Croyle!" Detective Thomas "Sapper" Warren was the big black Detective who had gone with us on the Joe Arruzio arrest raid, and who worked with Detective Robin Ventura of the City PD. And you better believe I had Bettina mention Teresa's name prominently in exchange for giving her the tip to these arrests. "Channel Two News has also learned that Commander Donald Troy is investigating possible links between Belle-Dunston and the murder of Derrick Belle, but he hastened to say that no charges for the murder are imminent at this time. Now let's go to the Sports Desk with Chuck Pringle. Chuck!" It was a taped broadcast, with Chuck Pringle saying: "Thank you, Bettina. Channel Two Sports has learned that the condition of University Head Football Coach Brian Harlan is more serious than originally realized, and while doctors are not commenting, the University Athletic Department and Boosters are making preparations for the possibility that Coach Harlan will not return to the University as head football coach. No decision will be made until December, but the Athletic Department has stated it will need to take decisive action before recruiting season heats up in December, so that coaches and recruits will know what the status of the football program will be for next season. This is Chuck Pringle, Channel Two Sports..." "Now why in the world did they release that?" Claire Michaels asked. I was happy to hear her question, it showed she was catching on. "It's definitely for a purpose." I said. "I think their Big Boy knows what's coming. This is his doing." ---------- "It's solid." said Dr. Woodrow at 1:30pm. "Barry Oliver consulted with us on it. The athletic field fibers from the shoes are the same as those found at the crime scene, and so exact that we've been able to show it exclusively. The mudballs are also consistent with that found on Coach Harlan's shoes that were confiscated during the search under the warrant." "How can you tell it's the same lot or from the same place?" said Chief Griswold. We, meaning Dr. Woodrow, myself and Paulina Patterson, were in the Chief's office. "Deterioration of the fibers, as well as unique traits in the production of the nylon 'weave', are consistent with the fibers found at the crime scene, at the University's practice field, and on the shoes. The odds are astronomical that they're from different places." said Dr. Woodrow. "That seals it." said Chief Griswold. "Crowbar, what about the phone pings?" I said "Thank goodness for stupid people, they make our job so much easier! He actually brought his cell phone with him, probably left it in his car while he hiding in the Belle house." I then explained to Dr. Woodrow: "Coach Harlan's cell phone was pinging the nearest tower to the Belle home between 5:10 and 6:20 on the afternoon of the murder. That's while Shayla and Seth were having sex, then when Belle caught them and after they left him alone at the house. That essentially puts him at the crime scene, and when added to the fibers found after the search warrant, it should be more than enough for an arrest warrant, unless Paulina has an objection?" "Not at all, not at all." said Paulina. "I'm going to the Courthouse now to see Judge Folsom. In fact, if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way." "By all means, Miss Patterson." said the Chief. After Paulina had left, the Chief looked at me and said "Well, Crowbar, looks like you've waded hip-deep in the University political shit again. Who are you going to send to make the arrest?" "I'm bringing Detective Rose with me, she'll make the formal arrest. She did a much better job that she's giving herself credit for, and she deserves it. But I'm also going to go, to take the hits for the political stuff myself. I don't think Lorena is ready for Henry R. Wargrave." "You're not ready for Henry R. Wargrave, either, Crowbar." admonished the Chief. "In truth, nobody is." I could not disagree with that. ---------- It was 4:30pm and Dr. Wellman was hosting a hastily-called meeting in his University office. "Brian, he's coming to arrest you." said Dr. Wellman to Coach Brian Harlan. "I told him that you will turn yourself in when he gets here. It's the only way to keep this as quiet as possible and for you to look good in the media." "Sidney," said Henry Wargrave, "I am not convinced that this is the best way at all. There is no way Coach Harlan can look good if he's arrested. Just think of the damage to the University's reputation!" "Yes, Henry, I know." said Wellman. "We usually agree on most things, but how much worse would it be for the Iron Crowbar to put out an arrest warrant for Coach Harlan and he not cooperate? We'd be in a terrible spot then!" Wargrave turned to Harlan and said "Brian, we'll have the best lawyers working on your behalf. Don't worry about a thing, even if the Iron Crowbar does contradict my strong wishes and arrests you-" Just then there was a knock on the door. "Police! May we come in?" asked an imperious voice. Dr. Wellman picked up his desk phone and told his assistant to allow them in. I came into the room with Sr. Patrolman Rudistan, asking Detective Lorena Rose and Sr. Patrolman Morton to remain in the anteroom until called for. Bringing in Rudistan was his reward for having not only kept his mouth shut when I beat down the animal abuser Bryan Thatcher, but for participating in the roughing up of that despicable slug. "Gentlemen, you know why I am here." I said, holding the arrest warrant in my hand. "Before you do anything, Commander," said Henry Wargrave, "I want you to reconsider this action. There must be a way this can be done more quietly, perhaps in a way that the Public won't have to know, which would besmirch the reputation of this great University." "The problem is, Mr. Wargrave," I said, "the Public already believes that Mrs. Belle murdered her husband, and will continue to believe that unless and until another arrest is made... in this case the arrest of the true murderer of Derrick Belle-" "Let me try again." said Wargrave, becoming irritated. "We once had a conversation where I ceded to you that the Town was yours... and the University was mine. This greatly affects my University, and I will once again... suggest a more circumspect approach." I let my eyes bore into the billionaire's, not feeling the fear that I'd felt in the past when confronting him, letting righteous anger guide my path as I said "Mr. Wargrave, first of all, I've saved your company millions by arresting Cheryl Belle Dunston, who was embezzling from the Belle company and was going to challenge the ownership structure by challenging the will. I would hope you would take that into consideration in these discussions." "But I will also add this, Mr. Wargrave, and it is not negotiable: I've been more than circumspect in the past. I could have, and in hindsight should have, had Brian Harlan arrested for providing the Black Widow with an alibi... and regardless of the fact she was his blood kin, I consider his actions to have cost a police officer his life at her hands." I stared down at Harlan as I said the words. He only stared back malignantly. "And further, when I did act with restraint, what was the Coach's answer? To attack me in the Media and with the Council over the raid to take down his murderous cousin, preventing the death of another police officer. No gratitude at all in the man, Mr. Wargrave, so do not even try to talk to me any further about 'circumspect'. The University will survive, and this is definitely my territory, as this murder happened in my Town, and I have the reputation of the innocent to consider." "Think about it, Commander." said Wargrave, giving it one last try. "It would behoove you very much to consider my way of doing things." I was done with this. I turned to Rudistan and gave a signal. He opened the door and in walked Detective Rose with Patrolman Morton. She walked up to Harlan. "Brian Harlan," she said, "you are under arrest for the murder of Derrick Belle. Please stand up." Harlan looked over at Wellman and Wargrave. Wellman nodded while Wargrave looked on, his face set in stone. "Cuff his hands in front of him, Detective." I said. "He's not going to do anything in his condition." Harlan finally got up and Lorena put on the handcuffs, reciting the suspect's considerable Rights as she led him out the door, Morton and Rudistan following." "You will regret this, Troy." said Wargrave, his face beginning to show his anger. "Four little Indian boys, going out to sea; a red crowbar swallowed one, and then there were three." I said, paraphrasing the poem, which actually said 'red herring' instead of 'red crowbar'. I don't know if Wargrave understood that by 'four' I meant the shadowy group led by Ward of Ward Harvester. Wargrave's eyes gave away his increasing anger as I said "I hope you realize how this helps you and your businesses far more than it hurts the School, Mr. Wargrave. Have a good day, gentlemen; gentlemen, have a good day." With that, I turned and left. It was a Media crush outside, and the newscasts would show Rose and Morton leading Coach Harlan to a waiting police cruiser for transport to Headquarters. When I stepped outside, following them, I was besieged by the Press, and gave the statement I needed to make: "Coach Harlan is implicated in the murder of Derrick Belle, which will be proved during his trial. I want to be clear that Shayla Belle is completely innocent of involvement in the murder of her husband, that she had nothing to do with it, and she should not face any accusation by anyone..." Part 16 - Solution We were at The Steakhouse at 9:00pm on October 3d, having had another celebration dinner paid for by the Chief... maybe. I choose not to know what arrangements he and Town & County Councilman John "Jack" Colby, the restaurant's owner, come to on these occasions. I do know that the Chief likes the bourbons and samples several of them. Celebrating with us was Laura, Martin Nash and Sandra Speer; Barry Oliver and Tanya Perlman, who had come together; Cindy Ross and ADA Jenna Stiles, not being overt but also not hiding that they were a lesbian couple; ADA Paulina Patterson and her husband; Claire Michaels and Hugh Hewitt, who came together; Todd and Jeanine Burke; Jeanine's partners Tina Felton and Virginia Madison; Lorena Rose, Teddy Parker, and Jack Muscone, all who came singly. Julie Newton was busy with the SBI on the evidence to prosecute Cheryl Belle Dunston and her cohorts, and the rest of Vice were working on a drug raid. "In hindsight, it looks easy," said Claire Michaels, "but I really don't know if anyone else would've seen it the way you did, Commander. So how did you catch on to Coach Harlan so quickly?" The room chatter died down as I began telling the story. "Well," I said, "first of all, you new guys had no knowledge of the past history of some things, such as Shayla Belle's past relationship with Seth Warner, of her past problems with her husband, and of Seth's problems with his family after his father was killed." I continued: "The crime scene was very important, as it served to exonerate Shayla and Seth as well as give the vital clues to the murderer. Let me first tell you what happened, then how I arrived at my conclusions. "After watching the afternoon practice session and tracking his athletic shoes in the mud at the edge of the practice field, Coach Harlan took off early and drove to the neighborhood where Shayla and Derrick lived. He entered the house while Shayla and Seth were making love in the bedroom. He grabbed the poker from the fireplace and I believe was about to attack the lovers in the bedroom. His intent may have been to kill Seth or it may have been to kill Shayla and have Seth blamed for it. I'm not sure Derrick Belle was the primary target." "As it happened, Derrick Belle came home and Harlan had to rush into the closet, leaving some mud trackings along the way. Belle confronted his wife and her lover, who wisely left the scene. At that point, Harlan was trapped in the closet with Belle at home, possibly waiting for Shayla to come back. Harlan may have thought that if he killed Belle, Seth would take at least some of the blame. So he-" "Uh sir," said Lorena Rose, "I'm sorry to interrupt, but can you tell us why Seth was Coach Harlan's target?" "Sure." I said. "Again, this is information some of you don't know. Seth and his sister Karen are in a vicious dispute over Dynacorp, their father's company. Karen had maneuvered to take control so that she could sell the company, but Seth took legal action to stop it. Tina?" "Yes," Tina said, having raised her hand, "I might add that Seth's lawsuit has gone surprisingly well, and I have hopes that I didn't have when we started that he might actually win this thing. Karen must be seething over it." "Yes, she and her partners." I said. "I won't get into the weeds of that right now, but suffice it to say that Karen Warner really needs an edge over Seth, either by his death or by him being arrested for murder so that his case would collapse in the Courts. I might add that Karen Warner and Brian Harlan are lovers and have been for some time. Unfortunately, I cannot prove anything that implicates Karen Warner in the murder, so understand this is all sheer speculation." I continued: "So Harlan has to escape the closet and get back to the University. He sneaks out, maybe is seen by Derrick Belle but probably not, then he whacks Belle in the head with the poker. He leaves, cleans off the poker, throws it and probably his cleaning rag in a garbage can when he gets to the University. Of course, Shayla and her several friends come back to the house and find the dead body, and it is indeed most very fortunate for her that some clues were left to lead us onto the right path." "And that path is..." said Cindy Ross, either showing impatience or just needling me; it was hard to tell which from her facial expression. "I could see at the crime scene that someone else had been there." I said. "And that was why I pointed out the weather to Detective Rose. The Crime Lab did a huge job in finding those artificial grass fibers, and that led me to the practice fields. Then the poker was found on Campus, so it was becoming increasingly obvious that someone connected with the University was involved in some way. Caught in the Act Ch. 03 "After that, Detective Rose thought about the possibility that Seth, not Shayla nor Derrick, was the real target, and a lot of things began clicking for me. Who had motive for harming or framing Seth? His sister. Who was his sister's lover? Why, the head coach of the University's varsity football team. After that, it was a matter of looking to see if Harlan's cell phone pinged near the Belle house, which it did and at the correct times. From there we got the search warrant, and once we had the shoes, we had about as strong a circumstantial case as we possibly could. Certainly enough for me to make the decision to make an arrest." "Do you think he'll stand trial?" asked Sandra Speer. "He's a very sick man, from what we've heard." "That's a good question." I said. "Harlan's hearing is tomorrow morning, and he may well get a delay while he undergoes his treatments. But I've also heard... that in reality there is no hope for him, and it is only a matter of time before he dies." "I have to admit," said Lorena Rose, "that I was misled about the sister and about Shayla." "I can understand why." I said. "And as it turned out, Cheryl Belle Dunston was definitely committing crimes. She set up some fake deals that allowed her to take large lump sums, but there were no time-payments for the company to be receiving. Only she or someone at her level could put that into the system without even a Court signing off on it, as normally happens." "Let me add this:" I added. "Shayla and Cheryl were actually in league with each other to break Derrick's will! Cheryl made a big mistake: she admitted that she and Shayla liked each other. I thought she was throwing that out to mislead us, but later realized that it was true, that Cheryl and Shayla were friends, and were conspiring together. It is very possible that if Shayla could've gotten Derrick to hit her, she could kill Derrick and claim self-defense, then Cheryl would contest the will not only to keep the company for herself, but to get Shayla a cash settlement from the estate. Again, we can't touch her, we have no proof and Shayla actually never could get Derrick to get physical with her, but I fully believe they were trying something." That started some chatter amongst the guests. I took the opportunity to refill my single malt Scotch, then continued: "Derrick was intending to sell his company to his venture capitalist partners, and he was going to cut Cheryl out. I think he knew she was embezzling from the company and defrauding him, but he didn't want to expose her and have her jailed. I don't think he realized that several people were targeting him for murder. In fact, it might have been sheer luck that Harlan got to Belle before Shayla or Cheryl did..." "No wonder Shayla dropped me as her lawyer." said Jeanine. "She doesn't need a divorce lawyer anymore, but she's going to need a criminal attorney." "No, I think she's going to follow through." I said. "Even from jail, Cheryl Dunston and her husband are challenging the will, and Shayla will be right there. But you're right; she needs a different kind of attorney, and she'd better be very careful of the sleeping giant she is awakening." "I wonder what our billionaire friend is going to do about that." Jack quietly said to me as others started talking amongst themselves. I replied "I might have mentioned to Shayla that while I have nothing I can use against her, it might be most very good for her health if she gets out of Town while the getting is good. Wargrave is pissed at me for arresting Harlan, and he might well take his frustration out on anyone he can get to named 'Belle'..." ---------- "This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!" blared the beautiful redhead reporterette at 7:00am the morning of October 5th. "Channel Two News is bringing you continuing coverage of the arrest of University football coach Brian Harlan for the murder of Derrick Belle. At the preliminary hearing, Judge Patrick R. Folsom denied the defense counsel's request that the charges be dropped based upon the gravely ill condition of Coach Harlan, and he denied full bail. "However," Bettina continued, "Judge Folsom did allow for Coach Harlan to be placed under house arrest and wear an ankle monitor so that Coach Harlan can continue to receive lifesaving cancer treatments at University Hospital. Additionally, Judge Folsom has postponed Coach Harlan's trial until next January, and stated that he will consider further postponements depending upon Harlan's medical condition. Meanwhile, doctors refuse to comment on Coach Harlan's prognosis, but Channel Two News has learned from several sources that Coach Harlan's illness is life-threatening, and that his chances of recovery are very slim. Now we go to Priya Ajmani at the National Desk. Priya!" "Thank you, Bettina!" blared the gorgeous Indian reporterette, Priya Ajmani. "Channel Two news is following the campaign of Katherine Woodburn, who is running against TEA Party Extremist John Cummings for the State Senate seat left vacant by the death of Senator Nathan Allen. Let's go to the tape of Ms. Woodburn's speech last night!" The tape rolled, showing Katherine Woodburn's speech the evening before to a crowd of young students, very liberal and anti-police in their views. She was giving them the red meat: "And just how heartless is it that Commander Donald Troy of the Town & County Police arrests Coach Brian Harlan, who is seriously ill with cancer, throwing a sick man in jail on the most dubious of evidence?" Woodburn shouted, seemingly angrily. "I call upon D.A. Krasney to drop these ridiculous charges against Coach Harlan, and let the man receive the treatment he needs to live! And I call upon the Town & County Council to immediately terminate Commander Donald Troy's employment with the Police Department... we need Peace Officers, not thugs that beat up DUI suspects on Christmas Eve, and certainly not brutes heartlessly throwing cancer patients in jail and illegally using crowbars to beat up citizens!!" The crowd roared their approval at Katherine's vicious attack upon me. "She is really going after you, Don." Chief Griswold said as he sipped his coffee. "Be careful. I might suggest leaving the crowbar in the car so the Media doesn't get any fresh shots of you carrying it." "Yes sir." I said. "Do you think that's really going to hurt you?" the radiantly beautiful Detective J.G. Joanne Cummings asked. "After all you've gone through for the citizens of this County?" "It's not just me." I said. "I'm not worried about myself. Katherine Woodburn just declared war on the Police Force. She's planting seeds of 'police brutality' not just about me, but about any officer. She made sure to bring up Teresa Croyle beating up Dean Allen. And if your cousin John Cummings comes out with a law and order campaign, she'll just reiterate all this as a strong counter to it." "With respect, sir," said Joanne, "I disagree: I think it's you personally she's going after. John's campaign people say Woodburn really hates you, and you personally, immeasurably. Yes, she mentioned Lt. Croyle, but I think you'll be hearing your name more and more from her lips." I did not have a chance to respond. My cellphone rang. It was Jack Muscone calling, asking me to go to the Airport and board an FBI plane for California. The Chief's phone also rang... it was Jack's boss, asking the Chief to give me to the FBI for a day of 'consultation'. Part 17 - Federal Investigation We flew into the San Jose, CA, airport, where we were met by an FBI car and driven to the San Jose Convention Center. The Convention Center was being expanded, and we were taken to a spot in the construction area after being given hard hats. A couple of FBI agents from the area and a couple of Federal Marshals were with us. "They found it this morning." said one of the FBI agents. A dead man was lying half-buried in concrete that had been recently poured. I could see enough of the man's face to recognize him... it was former Town & County Police Sergeant Brody. "Good grief, the Mob usually does a better job than this of disposing of bodies." one Agent said. "True." I replied. "Which tells us that this was done on purpose. They wanted us to see it. They wanted us to find this body, and they wanted us to be able to identify him and to know who he was." There was a general murmur of agreement. Just then Fred Dixon walked up, appearing out of nowhere. "Troy, Muscone, you fucking idiots! Now look what you've done, you've gotten the man killed. You just couldn't leave it alone, could you?" I made a quick observation of the man as he spoke, trying to pretend and convey anger, trying to humiliate Muscone and me. "Stop the fucking act, Dixon!" I said loudly, shocking everyone around. "I know play-acting when I see it, and that's what you're doing now. You don't give a shit about Brody, and you know damn well he's not here because of Jack or me... he's here because of you and the bastards you work for! "Are... are you accusing me of this?" yelled Dixon, trying to make his face red with anger. "You bet your ass, I am!" I yelled, directly confronting him. "And you can tell your boss that I will get to the truth, and I will bury both you and him. Don't let me ever see you again in my County, Dixon, or you'll meet the same fate Bartholomew Scott and Jody Corrigan did!" With that, I stalked past Dixon and off the premises. "Well," said Jack Muscone, "I think that concludes this consultation. If you'll excuse me, gentlemen..." He nodded to his fellow Federal agents then began hustling to catch up with me. Dixon finally walked off in his own direction, getting away from the inquisitive stares of the other Agents on the scene. -------- We got back home that evening, and Jack and I were at the Cop Bar. Laura had met us there, and Jack filled her in on what had happened in San Jose. We had not said a word while on the plane nor in the car rides to and from the airports, fearing someone overhearing us, but Jack chose now to start talking. "At the risk of stating the obvious," said Muscone as he cut a piece of the delicious steak in front of him, "you were right about Brody. He must've known more that we realized. I guess we'll never know now." "I'm not giving up, at least not yet." I said, not really eating my own steak, which was destined for a 'to-go' box for breakfast the next morning. "So you think Dixon is part of all this?" Jack asked. "I'm not sure if he's actually a part of it, or if he's simply working for people that have ties to it." I replied. "Just like Sarah Collins, she just did what she was told by her bosses. I think Dixon is a lapdog in the same sort of way. He did what he was told, took the persona he needed to in order to get his masters' business done. But he's blown now, and that's why I said what I said in front of all those agents today." "I'm going to dig deep on this one." Laura said. "He's been around my former projects for years. If he's part of Corrigan's cell, my superiors will need to know that." "They need to know, anyway." I said. "I get the feeling that Dixon is something else... he was playing so many roles... FDA, DEA, FBI, CIA, Marshals. I wouldn't be surprised if Les Craig in Southport would recognize him as being with the Department of Transportation... anyway, honey, you tell your bosses; Jack, tell your bosses, and I'll... well, I'll think about it some more..." -------- The room was shrouded in darkness as Fred Dixon entered. He could see the silhouette of the older man at the other end of the room, looking out the window into the night. "Well, Fred," said the voice that emanated from the silhouette. "Not much gets by the Iron Crowbar, n'est pas?" "Apparently not, sir." Dixon said. "But it could be bluff on his part; I really don't think he knows the real truth about me." "Oh, I suspect he does." said the voice. "And it would be best if we take you out of his County, even his State. Go to our New York offices. There is another project I think you can work on... the Iron Crowbar's sister thinks we don't know about her little 'French Connection' that she's still working with, and we will have to change her suppositions... to include us." "Yes sir." said Dixon, relieved that he was not going to be ending up in a concrete foundation himself. "No, Fred," said the voice, knowing his thoughts. "You're way to valuable to us, you've been an excellent agent for us and will continue to be. Go to New York, I'll contact you there..." ----------- October 6th, 8:00am: Dr. Laura Fredricson walked into the nursery room behind her office, carrying her baby son Jim. Gayle Roberts also came in, carrying Jim's big sister Carole. "It's going to be a busy day." said Laura. "I've got six appointments and- what the fuck?!" Sitting in the nursery room was Henry R. Wargrave. Laura swiftly handed Jim to Gayle. With lightning speed, her .357 magnum pistol flashed into her hands, the laser pointer in the handle activated and lighting up Wargrave's chest. "Easy, Doctor." said Wargrave. "I'm unarmed." "I don't give a shit." replied Laura, her anger growing second-by-second. "What the fuck are you doing in here, you son of a bitch?" "Why, I'm here to give you a message, Dr. Fredricson." said Wargrave, slowly standing up, his arms raised and spread in surrender. "A message you can pass on to your husband. He has begun to irritate me. And your continued probing into what's left of Jody Corrigan's cell is most bothersome. You must drop it, Doctor, you really must drop it. That's all over; let it go." "Oh really?" said Laura. "Consider yourself no longer my patient, Mr. Wargrave. Get someone else to help you get it up. And be sure to understand this: if you ever enter this nursery again, I will kill you. If you ever threaten my children again in any way, I or one of my associates will eliminate you, regardless of the consequences." "Dear me, Professor, dear me." said Wargrave. "I hope you will be much more aware of the potential consequences of your actions... and your husband had better watch himself, lest he seriously inconvenience me." Laura cocked the trigger; Wargrave was now in serious danger and he knew it. "I'll be on my way now." Wargrave said, moving to the exit with measured speed, then hastily leaving the room, being sure to close the door behind him. Inside the nursery, Gayle Roberts quickly put baby Jim in his crib and Carole in hers, then helped Laura to sit down. The lovely professor had begun shaking as the crisis had passed, still wondering if she had not made a mistake by not immediately killing Wargrave. ---------- "And that's what he said." Laura said. "But what was worse is that he actually was in the nursery- where our children are!" She was still frazzled as she sat next to me on one of the sofas in front of her desk, an hour after the confrontation. Jack Muscone was also in the room. "Nobody in Washington will touch the man." said Muscone. "He's way too connected and too powerful. Do you think he's behind the Brody killing?" "I don't know." I said. "I'm not sure if that was him or someone else, another very powerful group of people." "Well," said Muscone, "we're continuing to pursue those groups at the Federal level, but other than that I'm not sure what we can do." "I do." I said. "This was his reaction to me arresting Harlan, but also for the probe of the Corrigan cell. I think he just means it as a warning. But he went too far. Threatening my children is crossing the line." "Honey," said Laura, "what are we going to do? He's got three leftover assassins from the Corrigan cell; he could have our children murdered, or have you and me killed." "Yes, he could." I said. "But I'm hoping he's not yet at that stage. We'll have to be vigilant, and he knows that if he goes after my family, I'll kill him. But I think... hmmm, I wonder... he's no longer getting treatment for his erectile dysfunction..." "No, I couldn't help him with that, anyway." Laura said. "He's impotent, not even the whips and chains excite him anymore." "Good." I said. "Guuuuuuuudddddd..." I went into a reverie. He was behind Dr. Heinz's death, and now he'd threatened my wife and kids. If it was a war Henry Wargrave wanted, I was going to give him one. And I knew the perfect opening salvo... Part 18 - Epilogue Coach Brian Harlan would never stand trial. On the Saturday after Thanksgiving he would die of the cancer that was ravaging his body. Karen Warner stayed with him during the entirety of his ordeal; in fact, just two weeks before his death, Brian Harlan and Karen Warner were married by Pastor Raymond Westboro. Upon his death, the Medical Examiner would find a very large amount of morphine in his IV bag, enough to end Harlan's pain and put him to sleep for all eternity. The Police Commander would make the decision not to waste taxpayer resources on that; Harlan was with his cousin Angela in some special place in Hell, he was no longer my concern. Meanwhile, Coach Russ Bronson would be named head football coach, and the University would begin a search for a new Athletic Director. ------------- The beautiful Indian reporterette Priya Ajmani lay on her back on her bed in her apartment, naked except for high heels slides on her feet, her lovely legs spread wide, unspeakable pleasure coursing through her her loins as the massive, ten inch cock jackhammered in and out of her stretched, sopping wet pussy. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled as the white stud on top of her relentlessly pumped her, scraping his prick along the sides of her cunthole, rotating his hard, muscular ass to add to her pleasure. "Oh God, I'm coming... I'M COMING!!" Priya gasped out. Todd Burke pushed his cock into the beautiful babe as hard as he could as her cunt muscles violently contracted as if to push the huge invading meat out of her well-fucked womanhood. The young stud was pleasantly surprised how much prick the small woman could take; he was burying nearly his entire meat into her with each powerful thrust, feeling his large, swinging balls smack her lovely brown asscheeks. "God! this is one sweet, fine pussy!" Todd growled as he resumed pumping in and out of Priya as her deep orgasm subsided. "You are one incredibly hot fuck, baby!" He meant it; Priya was indeed one of the most pleasurable fucks he had ever experienced. Not as good as- no, don't think of that, of her... "Oh Todd, it's so good, oh God, you're the best I've ever had!" Priya gasped, feeling her pussy building up to yet another deep, sensational orgasm. She had fucked many men to get her stories and advance her career, some of them handsome men in positions of business or political power. None of them had ever fucked her as confidently and powerfully as Todd Burke was fucking her now. He was almost demonic in his sexual prowess, she thought as she attempted to meet every one of his powerful thrusts. "I'm getting close, baby." Todd growled, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Where do you want it?" He was in a pushup position over her, having captured her legs under his powerful arms, her pretty feet resting on his shoulders. "In my pussy, baby!" Priya begged. "Don't pull out, please shoot your hot load deep inside me!" As if to emphasize her point, Priya grasped Todd's muscular asscheeks and squeezed them hard. In response, Todd turned his head and began kissing and sucking the sides of Priya's sexy foot, then turned and did the same with the other. He felt the deep, excruciatingly painful ecstasy of his climax building, racking his loins, feeling the pent-up explosion gathering. "UHH!!" Todd screamed out. The first powerful jet of sperm fired out of his big cockhead and deep into Priya's vagina. He did not shove his meat all the way into her, but held back as more jets of semen coated the back walls of her spasming twat, eager to work through her cervix and into her fertile womb, and find her waiting eggs to fertilize. Caught in the Act Ch. 03 Spasm after spasm of pleasure rocked through Todd as he drained his balls into the Indian beauty beneath him. This had been one very good fuck from one very hot woman! he thought to himself as he leaned down and deeply kissed Priya's mouth. She returned his kiss hotly, their tongues twining hard as they relaxed into post-coital bliss. "Mmmm, did that feel as good as it looked, baby?" said the woman's voice from the door way. The lovers jumped, Priya gasping as she took in the sight of the lovely woman, her clingy dress giving away the lovely hourglass shape of her body, her beautiful legs made more shapely by the navy blue high-heel sandals she was wearing. Todd got over his shock as he looked over his shoulder. "Mom!... oh, Mom... fer cryin' out loud, what are you doing here?" His words were a feint; he knew totally well why his mother was there. Elizabeth approached the bed as Todd eased his still-hard cock out of Priya's sperm-filled pussy. "I just thought I'd come in and join the fun, honey." she said. "And I really want to get to know your friend here, very well... very well." With that, Elizabeth began pulling her dress over her shoulders as if taking off a t-shirt, then let her panties drop to a puddle around her shapely, elegant feet. Wordlessly, the lovely older woman eased onto the bed next to Priya's right hip. She took the base of Todd's huge, slimy cock in her hand then lowered her head to it. "Oh my God!" Priya gasped as Elizabeth engulfed her son's meat into her mouth, cleaning off Todd and Priya's combined juices, moaning as the pleasure of the flavors filled her sex-starved mouth. Her pussy melted, becoming sopping wet with desire. Once cleaned up, Todd got off the bed as Elizabeth lay on her belly between Priya's spread legs. "Mmm, this looks delicious!" Liz said, then extended her tongue and licked Priya's slit from just above the tight sphincter of her ass to her bulging clit. Then Elizabeth dove in, feasting on Priya's pussy and her own son's huge load of semen. Priya had no objections to being eaten by a lovely woman. She often masturbated to the thought of Cindy Ross or Katherine Woodburn licking her slit, but to feel it now from the woman who's son had just fucked her and filled her pussy with his cum was incredibly hot! Meanwhile Todd was leaning over Priya's beautiful Indian face, shoving his cock past her luscious, full lips and into her throat. Priya sucked greedily on the huge slab of man-meat, fellating the young stud like a pro, desperately eager to bring him pleasure and show off her incredible talents... ------ Long minutes later, Todd was lying on his back, with the two women pressing their sexy bodies against his muscular legs as they gave him a hot double-decker blowjob. One woman would suck him deeply as the other tongued his aching, recharging balls, then they'd switch. As they would lick up and down his huge thick shaft, the women would make sure to let their lips slide together, and often they paused from sucking Todd to kissing each other with deep, tongue-battling kisses. "So, Priya," said Elizabeth as the women lazily continued to minister to Todd's cock and balls, "we have some great plans for you... if you join our team. What would you like? To replace that bitch Wurtzburg as chief reporter? Your own editorship at KSTD?" "They both sound good." said Priya. "But what I want is for you to make me rich while you're getting rich." "Now that sounds like a deal!" Todd said enthusiastically. Elizabeth smiled, a sly, sinister smile. "Oh, that will come, my dear. That most definitely come. And my dear brother won't even know what hit him in the process..." Finis...for now.