45 comments/ 179327 views/ 12 favorites End of the Innonence By: Rob Conner Kirby Rivers was an unhappy man. The more he thought about his present situation, the unhappier he became. A lot of it was his fault. He had allowed things to get out of hand. He had allowed himself to be a chump for too long. The time had come to bring this unhappy chapter of his life to a close. Sighing, he rose from his office chair and walked out, telling his secretary he would be out of the office for the rest of the afternoon and to reschedule his appointments. His first stop was the bank. He directed his banker to close all of his existing accounts and start new ones in his name alone. To cancel all credit and debit cards except his MasterCard that was in his name alone. The banker was told to honor all checks on those accounts written till 12AM last night. Bankers aren't so usually obliging, but when you have several million dollars in different accounts, they tend to try to help more. As Kirby left the bank, he called a locksmith to come and change all the locks on his house. Also to change all the window locks to a sturdier type. Next call was to his alarm company. They were instructed to update his security system and put motion sensor lights throughout his 5 acre yard. He called his housekeeper and told her to allow the workmen in and to start packing all of Heidi and Fawn's things. They were leaving. He heard a sigh of relief from Mrs. Brown, "About time you put them bitches in the street where they belong." She said. She had been with the family for over 30 years, had wiped Kirby's butt when he was a baby. She was not known for holding her tongue. All Kirby could say was, "Your Right." He then headed home to supervise the packing. But he stopped by the cemetery . Standing by his parents graves, he silently apologized for his actions. His parents had died two years ago in a small plane crash on their way to their mountain home. Kirby had been devastated. An only child who didn't have a worry in the world. Suddenly he had to take charge of a multi-million dollar business and manage millions of dollars. To say the least he was overwhelmed. Heidi had been the glue that held him together during that difficult time. She had kept him calm and helped him deal with the details. Heidi was 5'7" tall with a 36C-24-38 inch body, blonde hair and blue eyes. She was sweet, good natured and very loving. Kirby and she had been engaged for 18 months at the time of his parents death. Things went along well for a year. Kirby was getting the hang of running a business. He spent long hours at the office and several days a month out of town. Kirby and Heidi had always had a good sex life. They were very innovative in their lovemaking and open to new ideas. But with Kirby working so much and being out of town so much, their time together was limited. Heidi had kept her job, even though Kirby had asked her to quit. They sure didn't need the money. But she insisted that this was her way of having some independence. Kirby had noticed that Heidi had began to change. She began to dress differently, wear more makeup, and stay out all hours with her "girlfriends". Kirby was not happy with the way things were, but loved Heidi to distraction. Their sex life had dropped from two or three times a day to hardly ever. He also noticed changes in her body. Heidi used to be tight, Now he could enter her with ease. He also noticed when she was naked, she had unexplained marks on her body. About three months ago, Heidi came home quite out of it. It was easy to tell that it wasn't from alcohol alone. She smelled like a hemp factory, her eyes bloodshot and her pupils dilated. She was stoned to the bone! Kirby had a strong aversion to drugs. One of his best friends had died from an overdose. Heidi used to feel the same. "What in the hell is wrong with you Heidi? You act like a totally different person. What's causing this?" he asked "I am a different person from the old boring Heidi. I like to have fun with my friends and have adventures. Sexual adventures. I've learned that I really like to fuck. All positions, with all types of people. Male, female, black or white. The men have to have big dicks. Not like your pathetic peter." She laughed "I got tired of being home by myself while you played big shot executive. I made friends, new friends who like to party. I learned what I was missing out on. How stupid I was being. Working in some little dead end job, when I had access to millions. I've been having lots of fun with your money!" Kirby looked at her in shock. This was not his Heidi. This was some stranger. She walked to the phone and dialed a number. "Fawn, this is Heidi. Come over to the house. I told dickless the score. No, don't worry. He's too wimpy. Bye. Love you." She hung up the phone and turned to a stunned Kirby. "My girlfriend, or should I say Lover is on her way over. She's gonna be staying for awhile. You need to move your crap out of my bedroom. Fawn is going to be sharing it with me and my other lovers. You can't do anything for me anymore with that little pisser of yours. But if you're a good boy, I'll let you lick the cum out of my twat when my male lovers are done." She laughed About 20 minutes later a short, somewhat plump woman with bleached blonde hair and obviouslly artificial tits came in the room. She walked over and gave Heidi a long tongue kiss, while fondling her breasts. She looked over at Kirby. "So this is moneybags? Not bad looking. Kind of cute." She said Heidi looked at him disgust in her face. "If you like the wimpy type. I prefer real men. With big dicks." They walked off arm in arm. " We're going upstairs now. Sleep in the guest room. Have that worthless housekeeper move your stuff tomorrow. Good Night, Dickless." She laughed That was the start of the worst three months of Kirby's life. Hot and cold running men and women in his house. His parent's house. Wild parties lasting for days. Thousands of dollars spent on drugs and liquor. Thousands on clothes for Heidi and Fawn and their lovers. The kicker was the 25,ooo dollars for Heidi's breast enlargement and 10,000 for Fawns liposuction. She now had a EE breasts that made her kook like she would fall on her face at any moment. Well that was all over now. He had tried to overlook what was going on, that it was a phase Heidi was going through. But by altering her body with tattoos and piercings and now a boob job, there was no going back for her, or them. The Heidi he loved was dead. Gone, never to return. He had paid more than he owed her for her support earlier. He missed his Heidi. Now the shit was going to hit the fan. And he didn't care who got splattered. After he left the cemetery he thought of a couple things he had overlooked. He got on his phone and made the necessary calls. THE CONFRONTATION Kirby sat in the only piece of furniture in his living room. The rest ruined by all the parties had either been discarded or sent for repair. All the mattresses in the house had been tossed. God knew what was in or on them. All the linen also. There would be a cleaning crew in tomorrow to clean the house and then it would be repainted. Then placed on the market. He knew he could never enter this house without seeing Both Heidi's. The Heidi he had loved and the one he hated. He had taken over the penthouse floor of the new office his company had bought. It would take a month to finish and decorate. Kirby was going on vacation on his boat. Heidi had been right about one thing, he had let Rivers Industries take over his life. He decided it was time to get a life. He had managers who were more than qualified to run the business. As they had before his parent's death. He had overreacted, thinking he had to be in charge of everything. He learned that lesson and would never forget it. All he had to do was to get this night over with and move on. He heard a banging at the front door. Guess the girls came home and found out that their keys no longer fit. Smiling to himself he walked to the front door opening it to let the worse for wear, females to enter. He turned and walked to his living room and sat in the only chair around. Heidi yelled, "What the fuck is this shit, Dickless." Kirby looked her in the eye and in a calm voice said, "Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear another word out of your mouth till I tell you to talk." He looked at Fawn, "You too bitch." The women looked at him in shock. "What's going on is the game is over. I'm done playing. Your asses are out of my house right now. I've stopped all the credit cards and closed all the checking accounts. I've trashed all the furniture and am putting the house up for sale. Then I'm going on vacation for a month. Far from here." "You can't do that!" sputtered Heidi "Oh yes I can and have. I'm being nice and letting you keep all your ill gotten gains." He stood up and walked over to Heidi and grabbed her hand. He pulled the large diamond ring from her finger. Then reached behind her neck and pulled the heavy gold chain from there. He then walked over to Fawn and snatched the bracelet then the chain from her neck. Kirby said, "These belonged to my mother. I expect the rest to be returned before you leave or I'll have you charged with theft." He warned "Your old car is in the back driveway. I've had the new one towed as we speak. Luckily it was still in my name. You'll leave with what you came with except for your clothes and personal items." He stated "I'll even let you keep your boobs. You're going to need them to get work as a whore or a topless dancer. Because that's about the only places that would hire you. At least you've had lots of practice." They heard the front door open then close then a loud voice say, "What the FUCK is going on here?" The voice belonged to a 6'6" white guy with lots of muscles. Heidi ran to him. "He's kicking us out! He's stopping all the money! Make him stop it Moose!" Moose looked at Kirby like a bug under a looking glass. Smirking, he said, "You little wimpy shit! I'm gonna break you in half. No one makes my Bitch cry but me! I like my lifestyle now and you ain't gonna change it!" as he stormed across the room, reaching for Kirby. But surprise. Kirby wasn't there. He side kicked Moos in the side of his flexed knee. You could hear the pop all the way across the room as the tendons and ligaments gave way under the weight. Moose hit the floor. Kirby stepped back as Moose howled in pain. Kirby bounced on the balls of his feet and quickly delivered several kicks to the side of Moose's head and chest. Moose head was ringing and his chest hurt. He tried to reach for his assailant, but missed. The lighter man then stomped on Moose's fingers that he was using to brace himself, breaking three finger and then his wrist. The big man then fell to the floor on his back screaming in pain. Kirby then kicked him several times in the nuts, making the big man pass out from the pain. Heidi and Fawn looked on in shock. They had seen Moose take out scores of men without a scratch. Now he lay on the floor beaten half to death. And not one scratch on his opponent. "Where did you learn to do that?" asked Heidi "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm a 7th Degree Black Belt. I was the national champion for three years before we got together. It just never came up in the conversation." He laughed Several large men then entered the room. They saw Moose lying on the floor. They looked at Fawn, who said, "He did it! He snuck up behind Moose and worked him over with a club!" Heidi looked at her friend in amazement. Kirby frowned. "You lying Slut. " he said to fawn. "Enough of this shit is enough! He turned and said, "Nathan come in here, Please." A tall Black man 6'8" 350 pounds of pure muscle came into the room followed by several other large men black and white. Three were armed with handguns held at their sides. "About damn time you called me. I thought I was going to miss all the fun." Said Kirby's best friend and his housekeepers son, Nathan Brown. Kirby turned to the men now standing behind Fawn and Heidi. These are friends of mine. Nathan," he said pointing to the biggest man, " is my best friend since childhood. Him and those fellows behind him compete in "Tough Man" contest all over the world." Nathan said, "Okay, who wants to be first? Come on now. All you husky boys. One at a time and the boys will put the artillery up. Come on!" The guys looked at each other. They were lovers not fighters. Five to one was one thing, one on one with big guys was another. No pussy was that good. "Man, this is not our thing. We're gone. Bye girls. " he said as they piled out the door. Kirby laughed, "Well girls. Seems like your on your own. I was gonna let you go peacefully. But Fawn, you lying bitch changed that. You like big dicks? Guess what, I have it on good authority that these guys have the biggest dick in the state. I'm sure they'll give you all you want." Heidi cried, "Please no. Don't do this to us. I still love you. You owe me!" Kirby walked over to her and slapped her as hard as he could in the right breast. She quickly bent over. He grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes, "NO bitch! If you loved me you never would have done what you did! And you got paid a lot more than what you were worth a long time ago. I expect you gone as soon as these guys are done with you and your slut buddy." "While your getting gang banged, think about what you threw away. I bet your buddy will be long gone now that the free ride is over. See how many of your so called friends stand by you. What we could have had together, if you had told me you were lonely. Been honest with me. We could have worked it out." "Too late now to talk about love. You make me sick. You're a whore and a slut. Have fun tonight." He smirked. He turned to the assembled men. "These sluts are all yours till dawn. I'd wear a rubber If I was you. God only knows where that pussy has been." He said as he walked out without a backward glance at the person who had once been the love of his life. Nathan followed him outside. Kirby stood with his head bowed and tears running down his cheeks. Kirby gathered him in a bear hug. "Damn Nathan, I really loved that girl! How could she do this to us? How? Shit!" He cried "It's hard to say what goes through a persons head when they do things like that. Sometimes people get lead astray. I know that Fawn is a pro at this kind of shit. Heidi is not the first." "I've got to go man. I can't watch this. Make sure no one hurts Heidi. Fawn I could care less about. Watch out for her. Make sure she is okay and has a place to stay. Say that your helping her as an old friend." He reached into his pocket and pulled out two envelopes and handed them to Nathan. "The top one is a bonus for the guys. I appreciate their help. The bottom is for Heidi. Use it rent her an apartment or what ever. If it runs more, use the miscellaneous account and I'll take care of it when I get back." "You sure? That's being mighty generous under the circumstances." Said Rivers Industries chief of security. Kirby looked at him. "I don't want her becoming a hooker. If she needs drug rehab, then send her. I owe her that much. Later." He said as he turned and got into his car and drove away. Never looking back. ALWAYS PEACTICE SAFE SEX. Getting a nut is not worth dying for! End of the Innonence Pt. 02 End Of The Innocence: The Morning After Chapter 1 Heidi Heidi awoke to the sound of someone banging on the bedroom door. Who the hell was that this early in the morning? Damn she felt like hell. Like she had gotten run over by a truck or like she had fucked everyone in the county. Oh Hell. The memory came back to her. Kirby had kicked her out and left Fawn and she to be gangbanged by his friends. The last thing she remembered was lying over a chair with one dick in her ass, one in her pussy and one in her mouth. What happened after that was fuzzy. She remembered being carried upstairs and being dumped in the shower then being put to bed. The banging at the door continued. Damn her head hurt. "Who is it? It's too damn early for visitors. "She yelled The door opened and in stepped Nathan Brown. He was Kirby's best friend and chief of Security at Rivers Industries. "Okay Heidi. Time to rise and shine. The cleaning crew will be here shortly. You need to be gone." He stated "Where am I going to go? I have very little money. My credit cards aren't any good. Oh hell. "She started crying. "You know Heidi, You should have thought of that sooner. You should have known Kirby wasn't going to put up with your shit forever. You did him dirty. He loved you. You kicked him in the balls. Spent his money and tore up his house then screwed other men and women in front of him. What did you expect him to do?" He asked. "I guess I didn't think. I just lost my mind." She answered "Look at yourself girl. You look and act like a slut. You've marked your body and had those obscene breast implants. You drink and do drugs, screw anything with a big dick. What happened to the Heidi I knew and cared about? Is she dead?" he asked "You need to get your shit together. If the drugs and booze don't do it, venereal disease or AIDS will. You're on a road to nowhere. You've thrown away the man who loved you. Next it's your life." "Just because I used to care about you, I'm willing to help you get straightened out. Rehab, having those implants removed, even plastic surgery on the tattoos and rings. But you have to want help. I'm not gonna make you do anything. It's up to you." Nathan said She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Thanks Nathan. I don't deserve a friend like you. But thanks. Let me get my stuff and I'll try to find a rehab that will take me with no money." She said hanging her head. He walked over to her and held her by the chin. "Good. I always knew you had guts. Don't worry about money right now. Just get well and become the girl you used to be. Okay?" She jumped up and hugged him close, mashing her EE breasts against him. She stepped back and smiled. "First thing is to get these damn things removed. They haven't been in long. Next I need some non- slut clothes. I wonder if my old ones will fit after these things are gone. Do I have time for a shower? I need clean clothes and my old makeup." Heidi said Nathan laughed, "Your clothes and stuff are in the next room. Yes, you can take a shower and you have an appointment with Dr. Anderson, the company plastic surgeon. I've made arrangements for you to have a full check-up and be tested for diseases then to Atlanta, to the Ridgeview Institute for detox and rehab. It's one of the best rehab centers in the country. You'll stay as long as it takes. Then we'll talk about the future." "Damn, this is gonna be expensive. You sure you can afford it?" She stopped and looked at Nathan with a shocked look on her face. "Kirby's paying for this isn't he?" She could tell by the look on Nathan's face that it was true. "Damn, damn, and double damn. After all I did to hurt him, all I took from him he still does this. Damn!" Nathan took her small hand in his big one. "Yeah, he is. He told me to take care of you whatever it takes to get you straightened out. He didn't want you hooking on the street corner. He believes part of this is his fault for not paying enough attention to you." "Please let him do this for you. He needs it to get past all this and you need to start over and make a new life for yourself. Don't be too proud or too stubborn. Take what's being offered. No strings attached." Heidi looked at Nathan. "Alright I really don't have much choice do I? But one day, some how, someway I'm going to make this up to Kirby. I swear it." She turned and walked from the room, head held high, looking more like the old Heidi than she had in months. Chapter 2 Kirby Kirby awoke to the sounds and smell of the sea. He had missed his boat. He used to spend weeks and weeks on her. The Daddy's Money was his pride and joy. It was custom built just for him small enough to be handled by one person but large enough to handle bad storms at sea. She had all the modern electronics from a fish finder to satellite TV. She had every device known to make sailing her easier. He had gotten to Savannah late last night. He had gone straight to the marina and had taken her to sea. He had called ahead yesterday and had her checked over, fueled up and provisioned for a long trip. He was about 75 miles out to sea according to his GPS. Thank God for the autopilot. He had been able to catch a few hours sleep in a chase on the deck after he cleared the harbor and shipping lanes. It was time for his usual at sea breakfast, a pile of bacon and eggs and toast. He checked the autopilot. Good to go for at least 8 more hours. He walked over to the rail and pissed over the side another joy of being at sea. He opened the hatch and went below. The inside was decorated in teak and tile so easy to maintain. The furnishings were in basic brown and beige. He walked through the living area to the galley style kitchen. It had all the latest labor saving devices, a large refrigerator and a large freezer. There was a small booth type eating area. Kirby walked back to the living room and opened a built in cabinet. He threw several switches and a large plasma screen TV came down from the overhead. It came to life and he tuned it to Fox News. He headed back through the galley and into the sleeping area. He opened the door to his cabin and almost passed out. Lying on his bed lay a red haired woman in a long white wedding dress. Sound asleep. Oh shit. This was all he needed. He just got rid of one woman and her problems now another shows up. Shit. He walked over and shook the woman by her shoulder. "Wake up Honey. You're trespassing on private property. The women rolled over and looked at him with the brightest green eyes he had ever seen. "Who are you and what are you doing on my brothers boat? If anyone is trespassing it's you buddy." She said the indignation clear in a voice tinged with an Irish accent. "I know I'm not your brother, and this is my boat. I had her built for me. So you must be on the wrong boat." He said She looked kind of shocked. "This isn't slip 67?" she asked "No my boat was in slip 87. But the number is faded and it might look like 67 in the dark on a moonless night. But we haven't been in the slip for hours. We're about 75 Miles out to sea. I don't plan to hit land for a least three maybe four days depending on the weather." Kirby added The woman gasped. Then moaned. "Oh darn. I really messed up this time." She mumbled to herself. "Would you like to explain what's going on and what your name is?" he asked in a grumpy tone. She looked at him. "My name is Kate O'Malley. I was supposed to marry this awful man that my father set me up with. I couldn't bring myself to do it. So I ran. My sister told me to hide on her husband's boat till she could came and got me. But it seems like I got on the wrong boat." Speaking with her touch of Irish lilt. Kirby just shook his head. "Well, I guess we're shipmates for awhile. Do you have any other clothes?" he asked "A few things, but nothing casual enough for a boat ride." She answered "Kate my lass, your in luck. My ex-fiancée's clothes are in the drawers and closet. Yau'll are about the same size. Help yourself. She doesn't need them anymore." He said "Is she dead?" Kate asked with some uneasiness in her voice. Kirby laughed, "No I didn't do away with her. We've broken up and gone our separate ways. Plus she had some, shall we say, adjustments made to her body. They wouldn't fit." He said pulling his shirt out in the front. Kate turned a nice shade of red. It almost matched her hair. "Sorry." she said "Quite alright Katie I'm going to cook breakfast. The head is through that door. If you shower please wet yourself, cut off the water. Then soap yourself up and then rinse. I have a large fresh water tank, but not enough to waste. You've got about 20 minutes." Kirby said as he turned and left the room, shutting the door behind him. Kate stared at the door that Kirby had just passed through. What had she gotten herself into now? Damn her Da to hell trying to fix her up with that slimy Eddie Burkholder just to pay his gambling debts. She removed her wedding gown then opened the door and entered the bathroom. There were twin pedestal sinks and a toilet in the corner with a small tub with a shower. She washed her face and hands then took care of her other needs. Reentering the cabin, she looked in the drawers and found one full of lingerie, and then below she found one full of shorts and tops. She checked the sizes. Bingo! Her exact size. So far so good as she dug deeper and found several swim suits. No one pieces, but several bikinis and three thongs in neon colors. Well. Well. Kate had always wanted to wear a thong. This might be her chance. The shorts fit her well. The top was tight enough to show off her C cups, but not be obscene. She headed barefoot to the kitchen. "Whatever you're cooking smells mighty good. I haven't eaten since yesterday morning and then only toast and tea." she said brightly He looked at her through bloodshot eyes. "Please shut up and eat. I haven't slept in 48 hours. I hate morning people." Kate gave him an eat shit look and went to the counter to fix her plate and some coffee, then sat across the booth from him. "Thanks for cooking anyway. I'll try to stay out of your way. I'll pay for any expense I cause." She said Kirby looked at her again. "Sorry to be such an asshole. I just haven't had a good last couple of months. I was looking forward to some time alone to try to get my shit together." "What do you mean alone? Isn't someone steering the boat?" she asked, panic in her voice. "I'm steering the boat, well the autopilot is. I set the course I want to take and the computer steers it. The radar and sonar are tied into it and looks out for obstacles and avoids them. The GPS, that's Global Positioning System, checks our position every 10 minutes. Also any weather alerts set off an alarm in my cabin. So we're safe as can be." He explained "But we're alone. No other human beings on this boat?" she asked "Yes we are. You can watch TV, listen to music whatever. If you want to read, I'll show you the library. Then I need at least four hours of uninterrupted sleep." "Oh and if you want to call your sister, Use this phone. He said pointing to a red phone on the wall. Punch that black button and it becomes untraceable. I use it for confidential business calls, but it'll work for you, only if you talk for less than five minutes. It's got an auto timer and cuts itself off." He finished Before she could thank him, he walked to the rear of the boat and into his bedroom. Kate began to wonder what she had gotten herself into this time out in the middle of the ocean on a boat with a stranger and no idea when she would see land again or if she ever would. No sense of thinking like that. If he was up to no good he wouldn't give her the run of the boat and allow her to call her sister. Speaking of which she better be doing. It took her several to figure out how to cut the volume on the huge TV down. Her sister should be at work by now. She owned a small gift shop in Augusta. She got there early to restock and re order before the customers came in. Kate dialed the number and listened to the phone ring several times before it was picked up. "Bath and Baubles, This is Shannon. May I help you?" her sister answered "Shannon this is Kate." she said "Where the hell are you? I waited half the day on you on that stupid boat of Billy's. "Well Sis, I got on the wrong boat. I'm out in the middle of the ocean somewhere with a man I just met. I only got five minutes. How are you, Da and Billy? Has Eddie bothered you?" she asked "Out in the ocean? How in the holy hell? I'm fine if you count having the shit scared out of me by a couple of Eddie's goons. They came to the boat and searched. They broke two of Das' fingers. Told him they were just getting started. Billy came up behind them with a shotgun. They left but said they weren't through yet. If you didn't come back in 48 hours we were all in deep shit." Shannon said "I'm so sorry Sis. I just can't marry that man. The thought of him touching me makes my skin crawl. If that makes me a coward I am." She cried "Don't worry Katie. It's Da's fault. He shouldn't have lost all that money. Let him get himself out of this mess. I wash my hands of him. It's time he fixed his own problems. Don't you dare come back here? Oh God. I hope they can't trace this call. I bet my phones tapped." She cried "Don't worry this phone is untraceable. I've got a minute left. Love you and Billy. I'll call soon. Bye." She finished crying. "Don't worry. We can take care of ourselves. You be careful. Bye. Love ya!" Shannon said as the phone went dead. Kate sat on the sofa. The urge to feel sorry for herself was tempting. But she resisted. She decided to explore the ship and maybe get some sun. She looked pale as a ghost. Returning to the stateroom she changed into a day glow thong bikini. Walking up the stairs, she found herself on deck. Looking out she could see the ocean miles of nothing but water. No land in sight. Oh well. Looking behind her she saw a set of controls a wheel and several levers and an array of electronic devices and gizmos. One gave their position in latitude and longitude. Below it was a monitor that showed their position on a chart, with red arrows showing their past course and a blue line showing their projected course. Another showed the radar returns and sonar returns. There was a keyboard and a number pad. Plus a dozen other switches and buttons. Quite impressive all the modern conviences. She wondered what kind of engines the boat had. Probably first rate like everything else she'd seen onboard. The structure was white fiberglass, aluminum and stainless steel for easy upkeep. She bet this baby would fly. But she controlled herself. There was time for that later. They were making 25 knots according to the readout cutting through the ocean like a sharp knife. Kate went below, carefully shutting the door. Looking around she decided to explore the entertainment center. Must be satellite TV, damn what a set up. She opened another door and found a selection of music on one side and video CD's on the other. She put on a Travis Tritt CD. She had developed an addiction to Country music since she'd been in the states. Guess most of Country Music was like her life. She went into the pantry to see what he had to snack on. Though she was elfin in shape and size she consumed a lot of food. She guessed she had a high metabolism or something. Let's see. Soda, beer and wine in the fridge along with milk cheese and fresh vegetables. Not shabby, she thought as she got herself a cold root beer. The freezer yielded meat, frozen egg rolls, pizzas. Pizza rolls and gallons of ice cream. Turning to the cabinets, she found chips, popcorn, pretzels, candy, potato sticks and tons of chocolate fudge pop tarts, yummy, one of her favorites. She got a bag of corn chips to go along with her soda and returned to the living room. She sat her junk food on the coffee table and looked at the book shelves. The books were easy to see behind glass doors. She picked out a Tom Clancy novel and sat down to read and munch. About four hours later, Kirby woke from his nap and then showered. Entering the lounge he watched the red haired woman as she lounged on his sofa reading his book and munching his corn chips. Damn she was a looker. She looked better in that bikini than Heidi ever did. "I see you made yourself at home. I guess you found everything all right?" he asked, smiling at her. "Yes thanks. This is quite some set up you have here. Home away from home isn't it?" she said Kirby looked out the porthole his thoughts far away. "I used to spend months at a time on her at sea. But my parents were killed in a plane crash and I had to take over the family business. I let it take control of my life and worked all the time. Lost someone I loved too. That's all in the past now" he said softly "By the way my name is Kirby Rivers. I don't think I ever introduced myself. I was dead on my feet." "I'm Kate O'Malley in case you forgot. I 'm sorry for interfering with your vacation but it's a good thing I did. My sister Shannon said that that creep Eddie Burkhalter's men searched my brothers boat then threatened my sister and broke my Da's fingers. He gave me 48 hours to return or my family was in deep dung." Kirby sighed. "If it's that important, I can get you back to Savannah." "Are you nuts? No way am I going back. The thought of that slime ball touching me makes me ill. Da's on his own this time. He's the one who owes Fast Eddie the money. Not my sister or I." she answered Kirby looked puzzled. "Are we talking about the Eddie Burkhalter about five ten, hundred and thirty pounds soaking wet? Struts around like he's the king of the world? Lives in Augusta? That Fast Eddie?" "Yes that him exactly. Do you know him?" she asked wondering if she had fallen in with one of Eddie's friends. "Yeah I know that little worthless drug dealing pimping piece of dog shit. He tried to pull a labor scam in one of my plants. It didn't work. I had some people I know have a talk with him. He was told if he ever tried to pull that crap again he'd be floating in the river. I was pissed off that I didn't get to beat his ass again like I did in high school when he hit on my girlfriend. What a putz." Kirby answered "Yeah this is a problem I can fix with a couple of phone calls. I promise you that your or anyone in your family will have to worry about Eddie the Asshole again. Give me the particulars." He said After getting the details he placed a call not to his friend Nathan Brown, but his big brother Lincoln. Nathan was as straight as an arrow former Federal Agent, honest as the day is long. But his brother Lincoln, aka as Big Bubba, was a gangster of the first order drugs, prostitution, gambling and anything else to make a buck. He had worked or killed his way to the top of the heap. Even though the brothers were opposites, they were still close to their Mama and each other. They were also best friends with Kirby. They thought they owed him. Their father had been killed a drunken brawl leaving them and their mother and other siblings with no way to support themselves. They had become friends with the "rich white boy" almost a year before in school. He shared his lunch with them and they had shared his mom's southern cooking with him. Lincoln was older but in the same grade as the other boys because of his expulsions for fighting and truancy. He was a mean SOB even then. No one messed with his kin or his adopted little white brother. When their father was killed, Kirby talked his mom and dad into hiring Mrs. Brown as the housekeeper and cook and letting the family live in the garage apartment. They also arranged for clothes for the children and toys at Christmas and treated the Brown's as extended family. The children went to college on scholarships provided by the Rivers. All three girls and three of four boys became successful college educated citizens. End of the Innonence Pt. 02 The only holdout was Lincoln. He was successful in his field, although it was as a criminal. He was the one who had taken care of Fast Eddie the last time. He wanted to feed him to the fishes in the river, but Nathan told him no. This was the end for that dick head this time. Lincoln would have his way this time. Soon Fast Eddie would be sleeping with the catfish in the Savannah River. Lincoln was delighted to her from his little brother Kirby. He was also delighted to hear about Fast Eddie. Not only because he could do the man who had helped his family when they really needed it a favor, and not because he had not known about his trouble with Heidi till the problem had been solved. Fucking Fast Eddie Burkholder had become a constant pain in his ass, like a huge fucking hemorrhoid. The stupid white boy did not know how to do business. Big Bubba had very few problems with law enforcement. He knew if they got a chance they would gladly bust his ass. Bubba kept a low profile and if his people screwed up he took care of it quietly. Dumb Eddie on the other hand was all flash and show, shootouts with other gangs with innocent bystanders being killed. His hookers were junkies, mostly HIV positive and they rolled most of their johns. This caused a public outcry and stirred up a media frenzy, which stirred up the cops. They cracked down on everyone, not just Eddie's bunch. It was very bad for business. Lincoln decided that he needed to think of a very creative way to take care of Fast Eddie, one that would send a message to all the small fry operators to mind their manners or else. Then business could go back to the usual ebb and flow.