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Unwanted Guest Ch. 01

By: Nextstar



Betty was anxious. Her heartbeat was rapid. She was walking back and forth across her bedroom. Her father, Tom Kolvig, was coming to stay in the house for few months and she was not sure how things in her life would go when he would be around. Matter of concern was that tonight Jack, her husband, was leaving for California for two weeks and in his absence she would have to bear with this unwanted guest. Jack had told her once that his father was a tough man, who likes to dominate people around him. If that was the case then surely there would be trouble for she wasn't the type who would tolerate any dominance from anyone. 

Betty and jack married in September 2011 when Jack got good job in New York. Tom Kolvig was not in favor of this marriage. He wanted Jack to marry girl of his choice. But Jack loved Betty. And Betty loved Jack. This arrangement of love was all required for marriage as per their opinion. So when Jack got the job in Brooklyn they decided to move ahead with their life and got married ignoring the dominant, Tom Kolvig. They bought a house, raising debt from the bank, and started their married life with great enthusiasm.

Horn sounded outside. A Car had entered in the driveway.

Betty rushed to the bedroom window and pulling the curtain slightly peeped out. Mustang stopped near the porch. Passenger side gate opened and a man stepped out. As Betty had guessed her father was in countryside appearance. Anybody could say that he was a farmer. He looked taller than Jack and was also strongly built. Contrary to Betty's imagination the man had black beard and mustaches. As he removed his het she noticed thick black hair on his head.

This man should go to zoo, what's he doing here?, Betty mused.

"Come on you lazybones, pick up my stuff. You don't expect me to pick it after long journey, do you?" he barked at the Jack.

Betty was observing everything from window.

"And where's your lazy wife, call her for help if you need any."

Holy crap! Why's he calling me lazy?

"You get inside papa, I'll manage," Jack said politely.

This was strange; Betty didn't know that Jack could be that much polite.

Just then Betty noticed that her father was roaming his eyes on the house. Before his eyes reached toward window she pulled herself away and with a long sigh sat down on the edge of the bed.

After half an hour Jack called from downstairs. "Betty! Papa is home, come and meet."

"You have married a wrong girl son, I'm telling you. This isn't the way to treat me. I'm her father god damn it. She should've been on the door to welcome me."

"She's not feeling well papa, I've told you. Otherwise she would've come to receive you at station."

"Well she can't be that much unwell for not to meet me even here."

Betty heard everything. She didn't want to go downstairs at all but for the sake of Jack she decided otherwise.

With shaking legs she climbed down the stairs slowly. When she was at middle of the stairs she saw that her father was seating on the sofa in the living room.

"Welcome Betty. Instead of you welcoming me, I'm forced to welcome you," Father taunted.

"I'm sorry dad, I wasn't feeling well."

"First of all call me Tom; I'm not your dad."

"I ... I just meant to be respectful."

"Tom is also respectful," he grinned. "Now go get one cup coffee for me, I'm feeling little tired."

This was strange. Straight away he was trying to dominate her.

"Coffee?" Betty looked toward Jack, who pleaded with his eyes to comply.

I would rather throw hot coffee on your face, to burn your attitude, Betty thought as she moved toward kitchen.

Jack followed her.

"Jack, I'm sorry to say but I can't stay here with him in your absence. Either you cancel your tour or he would have to stay somewhere else."

"Oh honey, please don't say that. He's my father."

"So what, that doesn't mean he would say whatever he liked."

"Please honey; this is the chance before us to patch up our relationship with him. You know I can't cancel my tour," Jack said kissing her forehead. "And I know pretty well that you can handle everything."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes about my Betty I can never be unsure about anything."

"Liar!" Betty said and kissed him.

 ****

Knock. Knock.

Betty slowly opened her eyes and fumbled for her bedside lamp. She looked at the wall clock. It said 6 A.M.

Holly crap, who's knocking on my door, she mused.

She had almost forgotten that an unwanted guest was staying with her in the house.

Door knocked again. "Betty!" her father shouted.

Shit! What's he doing on my door at this time? Quickly she jumped down from the bed. She was in panties only. She threw her eyes in every direction to trace her bra but couldn't find it. "Betty!"

Shit! 

In haste Betty wrapped herself in bathrobe and opened the door and found Tom Kolvig just inches away from the doorway. He was in tracksuit as if he was going to take part in any sport event. He examined her from head to toe and said, "What's the matter with you lazybones? Sun is about to rise and you are still sleeping."

Betty couldn't muster any response and stared at him in great disbelief.

"I forgot to tell you, I go for morning walk daily," he said.

Then go what you doing outside my bedroom, she thought. "Morning walk?"

"Yes morning walk," he said. "I've heard that there is Prospect Park around here. Would you mind telling me where it is?"

It was very strange that for his morning walk her sleep was disturbed. Nonetheless keeping herself calm and cool Betty told him the direction. When he was gone she slammed the door shut and went back to sleep.

 ****

Betty was in the kitchen, making breakfast, when Tom Kolvig returned from the morning walk. He straight away came to kitchen and stood in the doorway, staring at her.

First she ignored his presence and kept doing her work. But when even after a minute she still found him standing on the entrance she became conscious. His presence felt weird. Don't know why but it seemed to her that he was ogling her. This shook her to the core. She was his daughter and it wasn't supposed to happen but still it seemed that it was happening. To confirm her suspicion she turned quickly to catch him off his guard. What she observed took her breath away. The way he shifted his gaze hastily as she turned made it sure that he indeed was ogling her. It didn't take long for her to realize where his eyes might have been. This shook her even more. Her broad and solid buttocks, victim of his ogling, also felt the wave of this shivering. Just then her eyes drifted, without intention, downward to his groin area. Seeing big obvious bulge there she turned back quickly. She was literally shaking. Pretending that nothing had happened she went back to work with trembling hand.

"Hey lazybones, what's in the breakfast?"

"Please stop calling me lazybones," she said without turning back.

"Okay lazybones point noted," he said. "Now give me breakfast quickly, I'm dying here with hunger."

She turned back in rage to shout at him that she was not his servant. But he was gone.

After five minutes Betty placed the ham sandwich on dining table. "Breakfast is ready!"

The bedroom in which Tom Kolvig was staying was just opposite of dining room.

Tom Kolvig came immediately. Now he was in T-shirt and Bermudas.

Taking a bite from ham sandwich he said, "I don't give complements Betty but ..."

Betty looked at him with questioning eyes. She was expecting some praise about her cooking.

"Okay ... but what." She demanded.

"This is hard thing to say Betty but I want to say it."

Wait a minute, where it's all heading? Betty mused. She suspected something weird was coming and decided to get the hell out from there.

"Enjoy your breakfast, I got some work to do," Betty said and turned to leave.

"Betty!" he shouted.

She froze and slowly turned toward him.

"I want to tell you something. Stay here." It was clear-cut command.

Now there was no option. She stayed there and waited for him to speak.

Taking another bite from sandwich he began. "You are beautiful Betty."

Betty swallowed. Uncertain about how to react at such a statement from her dominant father, she stood there blank-faced.

"Thank you Tom," she managed somehow.

"Today I lost control on myself. You've got seductive buttocks and luscious tits damn it."

Oh God ... Oh God ... Oh God. Betty was aghast.

"I ... I beg your pardon," she said then repented. Surely she didn't want him to repeat such a statement. It would be hard to hear it again.

"I think I said it loud and clear," he said.

She kept mum.

Then suddenly he rose from his chair, pushed his Bermudas down and pulled his organ out. It happened so quickly that Betty didn't have time to react. Though she closed her eyes immediately after momentary shock, but still, she couldn't avoid the sight of his dick.

Even from a floating glance she could figure that what she had just saw was huge in every dimension. Jack's organ was nothing compared to massive thing possessed by his father.

"Look I'm still not able to keep it under control. You made my dick mad," he said.

Panicked and shocked, she turned, lunged to the stairs and climbing two steps at a time got to her bedroom and closing the door stood leaning against it. Her heartbeat was jumping, breathing scattered.

To be continued ... 

Unwanted Guest Ch. 02



Tom Kolvig stood still near the dining table. His Bermudas was still on his knees along with his underwear. Holding his manhood with his right hand he stared towards the stairs. There was evil smile on his face. His mission, for which he had come from Canton, his village, had begun.

It was good that Jack had left for California for two weeks. Now in his absence, Tom had plenty of opportunity to play his game.

Pulling his Bermudas up, he got back to his seat and resumed his breakfast.

****

"Oh God ... Oh God ... Oh God," grumbling Betty rushed to her bed for her mobile which lay somewhere around pillow.

Picking up the phone she dialed Jack. Phone rang for a long time. No answer. She tried again. No answer.

Jack might have reached around 3 in the morning at Los Angeles and probably he was sleeping at the moment after over five hours of journey in the plane.

Unsure what should she do, Betty sat still on the edge of the bed. Her heart was still struggling to slow its beat down.

Suddenly picture of her father's organ emerged, unbidden, in her mind. She shook her head to flick the picture away but strangely it stayed. God, how big it was. It was just unbelievable.

So far Betty had believed that such a thing existed only in stories. There was reason to believe such thing. So far she had just seen Jack's organ which was little over 5 inches. Naturally it was difficult to imagine that someone could possess even bigger than that.

Betty hadn't even believed Kathy, her best friend, who had told her that her husband had over 9 inches member.

But now she knew better.

She drew deep breath and her facial expression became serious. She was finding it hard to understand why he was doing such a weird behavior with her. She was his daughter and such a behavior from his part was inappropriate from every angle. Understood he didn't like her but still fact of their father-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship couldn't be denied. 

Thump. Thump. Tom Kolvig was on the door.

"Holy Crap. Now what?" Betty mused.

She stayed glued to the bed, leg trembling, heart jumping.

Tom Kolvig banged a heavy fist on the door. "Betty!" he shouted.

Betty flinched, her face pale with horror. 

"Open the door, God damn it!"

Slowly Betty rose from the bed and with shaking legs crept to the door. "What's the matter?"

"Open this goddamn door." Dazed and confused she stood still for a moment near the door, and then with shaking hand opened the latch.

"What's the matter with you lazybones?" he said.

Betty was speechless.

"I'm going out to roam around. Do you want me to bring anything from the market?"

Betty wanted to ask why he did such a weird thing in the dining room but couldn't gather strength to open her mouth. Moreover she was confused why was he behaving like nothing had happened.

"No, I don't need anything."

"Okay then," he said. "And hey ham sandwich was good."

"Thanks," Betty gave a awkward smile.

"You prepared ham at home, didn't you?"

Betty nodded.

"Good job but there's scope for improvement," he said roaming his eyes on her breasts. "And one more thing ..."

Betty gave him a confused glance.

"So how was it?" he said.

"What?" Betty couldn't understand what he meant.

"My cock ..."

Oh God, how could he ask such a question? Betty was shocked. "You shouldn't behave like this with me; I'm your daughter," she said, keeping her eyes on the floor.

"Oh come on, don't act like prude," he said. "You've got luscious body. You should enjoy it. And I'm just asking a simple question. After seeing my dick you should say something about it. I didn't hesitate a bit when I praised about your ass and tits."

Betty swallowed a knot in her throat. Holy cow, how easily was he saying all this? "I'm not feeling well." She tried to change the conversation.

"What's the matter with you lazybones," he said. "I think Jack's not fucking you properly."

"Please!"

"Has he got the same size as mine?" he asked.

"No!" she replied instantly then regretted. Responding to such a question was very foolish act.

Tom Kolvig grinned. "I knew it. Then you'd surely want to take mine in your pussy, won't you."

Betty's whole body jerked with the idea of his huge organ entering her little pussy and she shouted immediately, "No! I don't think I can take that."

Oh God, why on earth did she say that? Shit. Tom's hand moved to the front of his trouser where a tent was building very fast. Caressing his protruding member he said," Of course you can lazybones."

Betty's eyes followed movement of his hand and beheld the massive tent in his trouser. Why her eyes went there and why they stayed there to stare at his bulge was something she was finding hard to understand. But one thing was sure that whole thing was creating tantalizing sensation throughout her body. Betty could feel that her panty was slightly wet. This was strange. Very strange rather. It wasn't supposed to happen.

Just then Betty's mobile rang. Pulling her eyes away from his bulge she rushed back to the bed to pick the phone.

"Who's it?" he asked stepping in the bedroom.

Seeing him coming in the bedroom she forgot to answer the call. She felt a wave of foreboding that something wrong could happen if he stayed in there.

"It's Jack. Would you mind going out please?"

"You don't want to report Jack what's going on here, do you?" Tom Kolvig said getting closer to Betty.

Betty shot a hard look at him and without a word answered the call and keeping the phone on ear went to the window. Jack informed Betty that his flight journey was comfortable and now he was getting ready for the meeting. He said he'd call later when he'd be free and hung up.

When Betty turned back from window she found that Tom was lying on her bed. "What did he say?" he asked.

"Nothing, he's getting ready for the meeting."

"Come over here. Let's spend some time together on this bed," he said roaming his hand on his groin where he still had obvious hump.

Strangely invitation seemed tempting. Now when she knew that big cock existed, this invitation provided opportunity to get to know more about it. He might put his dick in her hand and then she'd know how such a thing felt in the hand. But what if he decided to put it somewhere else? Thought shook her to the core. Shit. No. She shouldn't let him stay in the bedroom.

"You were going out?" Betty said.

"Yes I'm," he said and pulling himself up got settled on the edge of the bed in seating posture. "Come here!"

She stood firm. She didn't like that he was commanding her as if she were his slave.

"I'm yet to take my breakfast so ..."

"Come here lazybones!" he said sternly.

Unsure, why was he calling her she crept towards him. Taking every single step with dread.

When she got closer to him, swiftly he got hold of her hand and before she could understand anything she was seating in his lap with her buttocks firmly planted at his excited cock.

She wriggled to escape but he was holding her tightly with his arms around her stomach. "What are you doing, please let me go."

"Hold on Betty! Sit still!"

"Why are you doing this with me?"

"You are beautiful that's why."

Betty was confused. This wasn't valid reason to behave like that with her. Moreover he never liked her as his daughter. How come he found her beautiful out of a sudden was beyond her comprehension.

Just then her attention went to the thing on which she was seating. It was hard like a rock. Strange wave of thrill moved across her body. It had never happened before and probably would never happen again. First time in her life she was feeling other than Jack's organ on her body. Since she was in pajama, which had thin fabric, his hard dick seemed much closer. When she felt the throb of his dick she came to her senses and started struggling again to get free from his clutches.

"It's unnecessary Betty, why don't you stay still and feel my dick," he said. "I don't let everyone sit in my lap."

"I don't want to sit here. Let me go," she said and after one more attempt sat still.

"Cheeks of your ass are so soft Betty. Nice one."

Betty couldn't decide how to react at such a complement. But her face became pink. "Please let me go, I'm hungry."

Tom Kolvig removed his arms from her stomach and said, "Okay I'm too getting late."

Immediately she got away from his lap and stood in front of him.

"Jack shouldn't know any of this," he said looking into her eyes.

Betty didn't say anything and stood still. Just then she realized how much wet her panty had become. Why her pussy was reacting that way was something she was finding hard to understand.

To be continued ...



Unwanted Guest Ch. 03



Author's Note: This story deals with adult theme. This depicts sexual relationship between father and daughter-in-law. It is a pure fantasy, not related to anyone living or dead in anyway. If you are mature enough to enjoy such adult theme then please read it and also provide your valuable feedback. If your moral conscious doesn't allow you to enjoy such stories then please don't waste your time here. There are other stories for your taste here. Thank you. 

*

Betty lay on her bed lost in her thoughts. She had finished all the domestic chores. It was ten minutes past twelve. Events of morning were flashing through her mind. Again and again, she was thinking how her father first shown her his dick, and then forced her to sit in his lap. It was shameless act from his part; something he should have never done. It had disturbed her.

Just then she heard the voice of Tom Kolvig: "where are you lazybones."

She had left the door unlocked so that she didn't have to face him when he came. Perhaps he had just entered into the house and was searching for her. She stayed glued to her bed; she had no intention to face him.

After a minute she heard footsteps outside her room. Her heart started pounding. She looked at the door latch; it was securely latched.

He knocked on the door.

"Yes!" she said.

"Open the door," he said.

"I am taking rest. Please go to your room."

"Open the door damn it," he shouted.

She shook to the core. She didn't want to open the door. But he kept knocking.

Finally, in anger, she rushed to the door, opened it quickly, and said, "What do you want?"

"I want your pussy," Tom Kolvig said.

She looked at him with wide eyes. She couldn't believe what she heard.

"I-I beg your pardon," she stuttered.

"I said, I want your pussy."

Her throat went dry. How shamelessly he had spoken such statement without any regard to decency. He was her father after all.

"Go to hell," she said, trying to shut the door but couldn't; he was holding it tightly.

"This is not the way to talk to your father," he said.

"First learn how to talk to your daughter then question my behavior."

"Look I am very desperate right now. You have to help me here."

"I can't help you."

"Listen to me," he said grabbing her arms, pushing her into the room away from the door. "While walking through the market I saw many beautiful women with nice tits and sexy ass. I wanted to fuck them. I wanted to penetrate their pink holes. But I couldn't seduce anyone. They took me as old man and didn't respond favorably to my flirt. Now I am so desperate that I cannot wait. You are my last hope. You have to give me your pussy."

Her heart started pounding hard. His dirty words were stirring some strange feelings inside her. "Let go of me."

"Please this is a request. Do something for me," he whispered into her ears.

"I-I can't do it. Leave me."

He put his burning lips on hers. She was not expecting this. Though she quickly turned her face away, he still got away with nice kiss. But he again succeeded in putting his lips upon her tender lips and started sucking them wildly. She struggled fiercely but this time she couldn't force his face away nor she could turn her own face; he was holding her face tightly. When she started liking his wild kiss she had no idea. Her struggle had stopped and he was kissing her passionately, chewing each lip between his. Her breathing was uneven.

When she regained her consciousness she again pushed him away and shouted, "What are you doing, stop it."

"I can't stop. I badly need a pussy."

"You are an animal," she said in a disrespectful tone.

He laughed and placed his lips on hers again, holding her face tightly into his hands. She couldn't push him away; she wanted to but couldn't. She had never been kissed like this. He was hurting her lips but still she had surrendered before him. 

When her father got away from her lips on his own she said meekly, "Please get out immediately."

"I am not going anywhere till I get your pussy," he declared and started removing his clothes.

She panicked. "What are you doing, stop it," she said, her voice shaking.

But he didn't listen and within a minute he was totally naked in front of her. She couldn't keep her eyes away from his body. He was indeed animal. He had thick black hair all over his body. He looked like beer. His big dick dangled obscenely between his legs. She felt the disturbance in her breathing as her eyes examined his mammoth cock.

"This will not stop till I stick this dick into your cunt. Remove your clothes and get ready for me."

"I will not let you do this," she said, her eyes on his dick, wondering how she would accommodate this giant if he really stuck it into her.

"You will...of course you will. I know you are dying to take in your cunt," he said, walking toward her, his dick jumping with his movement.

"T-there is no such thing," she said, stepping back.

"You can't lie to me. Your eyes are exposing your desire for this cock," he said shaking his dick obscenely. 

"It is not true," she said quickly.

Reaching close to her he caught her hand and guided it to his cock. "Hold it."

She resisted, tried to pull her hand away but he held her hand tightly and placed it on his dick. Waves of thrill travelled through her when she felt the hardness of his organ against her hand. "Please don't do this."

"I am going to release your hand. I want you to keep your hand on my dick," he said and released her hand.

She pulled her hand quickly.

"What are you doing lazybones? Can't you hold this poor dick and give it some relief."

"I can't," she said moving backward, stopping when she hit the wall.

He walked to her confidently, grabbed her hand, and again placed it on his dick. "Of course you can."

This time she let her hand stay on his giant. Her fingers were trembling as if she was holding a fire.

"Good girl," he said. "Play with it?"

She looked at his organ. Big purple head was glistening with excitement. She ran her index finger across the head. He jolted with joy.

"Oh God, what did you do?" he said.

"N-nothing," she said.

"Do it again," he said.

Again she ran her finger across the crown of his cock and again he jolted with joy.

"Take it in your mouth," he said.

"I don't do that," she said politely. She hadn't even sucked jack's dick. She would never suck his father's.

He started moving his face close to her, trying to kiss her. She turned her head away. Her hand was still on his dick, feeling its texture and strength.

He turned her face with his hand and placed his lips on hers. Her breath became heavy. Removing her hand from his dick she pushed him away.

"I think it is enough. Please try to understand I can't do it. I love Jack."

He moved forward and embraced her tightly into his arms. She could feel his dick at her belly. Then he placed his lips on hers and started kissing her wildly. She was trying to push him away but he wasn't budging even an inch. After few seconds she stopped doing it, letting her hands stay on her sides. His wild kisses were raising waves of excitement within her.

When he got away she said meekly, "I am your daughter."

"I don't care who you are. I need your pussy," he said and again placed his lips on hers.

As he kissed her his hands were kneading the two globes of her buttocks. His fingers were trying to get into the tight valley between her ass cheeks. When he couldn't get access easily he parted them wide and started digging his finger into it. She started losing control.

After five minutes he got away from her and took her to the bed. Within a second she was below him and he was kissing her wildly. He was also trying to get her naked which she was resisting to her best. But slowly and slowly her clothes were disappearing from her body.

When she was finally naked she again made feeble attempt to escape but he caught her. 

"You are not going anywhere before you give me your pussy," he said and threw her back on the bed below him. 

Looking at her smooth pussy he said, "As I had expected it is best pussy I have ever seen. Years ago I had fucked a young girl of your age. She also had the similar pussy. I still remember her as the best girl I have ever fucked. But now you will become the best."

She blushed pink. "Please, I think we should not do it," she said trying to cover her pussy.

Tom Kolvig pushed her hands away and touched the pink hole of her cunt.

"It is wet and ready and still you don't want to do it. Why do you want to deny pleasure to this poor cunt?"

"Because...you are my father," she said.

Ignoring her words, he inserted his index finger into her slippery cunt and taking it out sucked it dry. "Umm...tasty cunt...I would love to fuck it."

She blushed deeply at this obscene gesture from her father.

Top kolvig took postion between her legs and holding his dick said, "Are you ready to take this." 

"I-I don't know," she said, closing her eyes.

"You will know very soon."

He took hold of her legs and put them on his shoulders. Then holding his dick he searched for her pink heaven. Finding it he rubbed the purple head of his massive tool on the pink opening. She shivered with excitement and started craving for penetration but didn't expressed her desperation to him.

And then suddenly he pushed the crown of his cock into the small opening of her cunt. 

She cried with pain. "Aaahhhhh..."

Inner folds of her cunt were resisting. But he had no intention to stop. He took deep breath and with a massive stroke pushed the full dimension of his manhood into her. 

"Aaaahhhhh," she cried again. "Please wait a little, I am in pain."

He grinned lewdly and started pumping his dick in and out of her pussy mercilessly; not caring a least about her pain. After few seconds when pain subsided she started moaning with each thrust he gave into her, digging her fingernails into his back.

"I knew you are a slut," he said huskily.

"I am not slut. You have forced me into this."

"Your slippery pussy is saying otherwise."

"That doesn't mean that I am doing it willingly."

"Then why are you moaning," he said with a fierce stroke into her.

"Ahhhh," she moaned. "I hate you."

Tom Kolvig placed his lips on hers and started squeezing her boobs. Meanwhile thrust of his cock continued into her. It was going at such places into her cunt where her husband's dick had never gone before. She was feeling so good. Feeling of strong orgasm was developing into her. She was enjoying this moment very much. His mouth was giving pleasure to her boobs and his giant cock was giving pleasure to her pussy. It was special moment.

"Did Jack ever fuck you like this?" he said.

"No, and he don't have to. He is not an animal," she said rudely.

"I am sure you are enjoying this animal," he said while pushing his dick violently into her.

Intense wave of orgasm swept through her and she screamed loudly, "aaaahhhhh."

He raised his speed, his dick pumping in and out with great force. Again intense orgasm swept through her. Just then he growled like animal and started coming into her. She could feel his hot semen seeping into her tender pussy she felt throbbing of his cock.

When he had released everything into her he collapsed over her. His breathing was heavy, his body sweating. Her own breath was also hay wire. He felt quite heavy but she decided to stay still and relax.

Just then she heard footsteps outside her room. She panicked. She tried to push her father away but he didn't budge. Perhaps he had drifted into sleep.

She shook him violently. However it was too late. At the door was standing her brother William, watching them with confused eyes.

She pushed her father away and pulled sheet on her naked body, her whole body shaking.

Without a word William slipped out of the door. Quickly she wore her clothes, went to the door, and peeked out; William was sitting on the sofa in living room.

"What's your brother doing here?" Tom Kolvig said wearing his clothes.

"I-I don't know. What should I do? How would I justify this to him?"

"Leave that to me, just relax," Tom Kolvig said, his face expressionless.

To be continued