The Insolvent Client

a Short Story

Copyright � 2006, Varangian

�I want you to find my brother,� the girl had said without preamble, twisting her fingers together and looking shyly aside at the floor of my office.

She was a college freshman, blond, blue-eyed and sweetly pretty.� Her fresh face exuded innocence, and her well-fleshed body, still slender with small boobs, seemed to have been untouched by lustful male hands.

I immediately fantasized about the circumstances of her defloration, which could not possibly be long in the future.� My cock stirred.

�Why me?� I asked.� �Have you tried the police?�

�No, no!� We can�t involve the police.� I saw your ad in the Yellow Pages, and I thought ��

�I usually work on marriage problems, if you know what I mean, Miss ��

�Colbert, Janice Colbert.� But you�re a private detective.� You know how to find people.�

�That�s true, of course.� How long has your brother been missing?�

�Since yesterday.�

�Yesterday!� You should wait a week or two before paying me good money to find him.� He may just be off on a lark.�

�I know that�s not the case, Mr. Ambrose.� He fled the house after an awful situation at home that I don�t want to discuss.� I know he�s hiding somewhere and I need to find him.�

�How old is he, Miss Colbert?�

�My age: eighteen.� We�re twins.�

�You should really wait a few days, Miss � may I call you Janice?� My services are rather expensive.�

�How expensive?�

�Three hundred dollars a day plus expenses.�

�Oh, my!� I don�t have that kind of money!�

�Then you should use the police.� They�re free.�

�No!� I can�t do that.� Besides they�d just push papers around and accomplish nothing.�

�Do you have any idea where he might be, Janice?� It seems you�ll have to find him yourself.�

She hunched her shoulders then shook her head.� She raised her eyes to mine like a beseeching puppy.� God, was she pretty!� I hadn�t experienced a virgin in twenty years, since I was her age.� I was out of practice in that regard, but here was a glorious opportunity.

�Maybe we can work something out, Janice.�

�I�ll do anything, Mr. Ambrose!�

�Call me Jack.� You understand you�re asking me to work for nothing.�

With teeth on lower lip the fresh beauty nodded, looking into my eyes, then away, and back again with determination.

�I�d really appreciate it,� she said without a quaver.

�You�re very pretty.�� I extended a hand to touch the unblemished cheek with my fingers.

She blushed, but she did not step away from the caress.� Instead her chin came up.� �Like I said, Jack, I�m ready to do anything to find Billy.�

I realized that she understood what I would demand for my services and that she was willing to accommodate me.

�It�s getting late,� I said.� �Let�s go to my place and share a bottle of wine I have in the fridge.� We�ll discuss your problem further.�

�You�ll help me?�

�Yes, of course, Janice.� I�m sure I�ll be able to find your brother.�

* * *

She was clad in jeans and a T-shirt under which modest boobs poked.� I felt like a youngster, ready to score for the first time.

We sat together on my couch with wine glasses in hand.� Guessing that subtlety and seduction were unneeded, I calmly placed a hand on her upper thigh.� She laughed nervously.

�I assume we understand each other,� I said.

�Yes, of course, Jack.� Except � I can�t go back home.� May I stay here with you until we find Billy?�

I gaped at the young beauty, scarcely believing my good fortune.� Just to be certain I pressed my fingers into the crotch of her jeans.

�That feels good,� she said and placed her glass on the side table.

This was no virgin!� Perhaps that was for the best, because I wouldn�t have to endure her weeping in discomfort as I fucked her.� She might even enjoy it!� I also put my glass aside and reached up to palm a soft tit.� Then we kissed.

She allowed me to undress her which I did slowly, relishing the exposure of genuine blonde flesh, young and fresh.� Her pale boobs, with pointy nipples surmounting pale red areolas, were firm like a younger girl�s.� I fell upon them and sucked each in turn as she fondled my head and moaned in pleasure.� Extended fingers definitely revealed no virginity.� Was she a screamer?� I hoped so!

I stood to undress, looking down at her loveliness � pale thighs, long and perfect, light brown hair between them neatly trimmed.

�You�re gorgeous!� I exclaimed, pushing down my boxers.

�And you�re well-hung, Jack.�� She reached up to enfold my turgid cock.� �I�d like to taste you.�

She leaned forward to tongue my knob then engulfed half of the shaft.� I played with her flaxen pony tail as she sucked.� She was good!� Not a virgin here either!

�Christ, Janice!� I called out. �I�m going to come!�

She responded with muted noises and sucked even harder.� I exploded into her mouth, spurt after ecstatic spurt.� My emissions drooled past her lips and coated her chin.� She continued to suck until it became painful and I pushed her head aside.

* * *

I ate her out that evening in bed after having explored her exquisite body with mouth and tongue.� She eventually, after noisy moans, screamed in orgasm � a full-throated howl.

Then I was upon her, between her lovely thighs, into her.� We kissed as we fucked.� She scratched my shoulders and back, meeting my athletic thrusts without inhibition, crying out again and again as pleasure repeatedly overwhelmed her.� God, was she hot!� I sucked her neck as I came, bellowing.

Afterwards, I lay raised on an elbow and gazed at her for long moments, amazed that such a fresh young thing could be so passionate.� She rested with eyes closed and a small smile on her gentle lips.� She had captured me totally.� Although completely spent, I still desired her.

�Why can�t you go home?� I asked, snuggling her to me.

�Do I have to tell?�

�Yes, if it has anything to do with Billy�s disappearance.�

�Billy beat up on our stepfather then ran away.� When Dad starting getting mean with me, I hit him on the head with a beer bottle.� He fell on the floor.� He might be dead.�

�I can understand why you don�t want to go to the police.�

�It�s worse than that, Jack.�

�How so?�

�Dad forced Billy and me to make dirty videos.�

�That�s awful!� With your own brother!�

�It�s the filming we didn�t like, Jack.� Billy and I have been having sex since we were about eleven.� We went along with Dad because we made money from selling the discs.� But things blew up last week when he made a special movie with us and another guy.� The guy wanted it for himself, but Dad kept a copy to use for blackmail.�

�Why did Billy beat up your stepdad?�

�Billy just got fed up with the situation.� He hurt Dad then ran away.�

�Who was the other guy?�

�I don�t know his name, but I�ve seen his picture in the newspaper several times.�

�Someone important?�

�I think so.� I stole the video.� Do you want to see it?�

* * *

After a few porno flicks they get boring, especially ones that feature slutty women and guys with round, hairy bellies.

The video that Janice and I viewed in my study was remarkable only because of the twins� fresh beauty � that and the owner of the hairy belly, Thomas McKlinty, head of the state�s Republican Party, a ruthless and corrupt man.

The action was routine fucking and sucking, exciting only when the pretty twins went at it.� Although a firm heterosexual, I could not deny the sexual attraction of Billy, an androgynous blonde, almost hairless boy.� The hairy guy seemed to be more drawn to Billy than the boy�s sister, although he did fuck the girl as she looked at the camera with distinct boredom and no response.� The guy sucked then fucked Billy, who did not appear to mind the penetration.

�Is Billy gay?� I asked.

�Not all the way,� Janice responded.� �He�s had a few close buddies at school, but I�m the only girl he�s had sex with.�

�The man in this film is very powerful,� I said.� �Does he know your Dad has a copy?�

�Yeah.� Dad called him and demanded a hundred thousand dollars for it.�

�Shit!� I think you and Billy are in a heap of trouble, to say nothing about your Dad.�

�Do you suppose that guy is holding Billy?�

�It�s possible, Janice, but not likely.� If he does have your brother, he may want to exchange him for the disc.� We need to go back to your house and talk with your Dad.�

�He might be dead!�

�We�ll find out.�

* * *

Jed Colbert, whose forehead sported a bandage, met us at the door.

�What the fuck do you want, bitch?� he growled at Janice.� �You�re of age, and you don�t live here any more.�

�Janice is staying with me for the time being,� I said.� �We�re worried about Billy.� Have you heard from him?�

�I don�t care about that ungrateful faggot.� He ran off with a video that was going to bring me a big score.�

�Janice has it, Mr. Colbert,� I said.� �And we�re not giving it up.� What now?�

�Fuck those twins!� I�m out of here!� It�s gotten too hot for me in this state.�

�But what about Billy?� Janice wailed.

I pulled the girl aside and we retreated down the front steps.

�He�ll be no help,� I said.� �I have an idea regarding McKlinty.� He has the resources to find Billy, a vast organization.� I�m going to give him some incentive to find the boy.�

Just then a Mercedes screeched to a stop behind my car and two guys jumped out.� I knew them: Tony DeGrazia and his muscle guy, Dwane, two �security guards� on McKlinty�s payroll.

�What are you doing here, Ambrose?� DeGrazia asked with a menacing sneer.� �You better not be involved with this video matter.� The boss has told me to pull out all the stops.�

I calmly reached beneath my coat and brought forth a heavy Glock which I held beside me, pointed at the ground.

�I represent the girl here and her brother.� The boy is missing.� You tell McKlinty to find him.� Then we�re willing to make an exchange: the boy for the video.�

�It�s not that simple, Ambrose.� These kids and their Dad know too much.� I suggest you back off.� Just get into your car and leave.� You�ll live a lot longer.�

Just then a car sped down the driveway of Colbert�s house and skidded into the street.� With rubber burning it raced away.

�We�ll get him,� DeGrazia said.� �He can�t hide no matter where he goes.�

�That�s not my problem,� I said.� �I don�t represent him � just the kids.�

Dwane moved forward but stopped when I pointed the Glock at his chest.

�Playing hardball, Ambrose?� DeGrazia asked with an insincere smile.

�You know me, Tony.� I don�t back down.� Go tell your boss what I said, that I�ll trade the video for the boy.� He knows where to reach me.�

�You�re making a big mistake,� the man growled at me, but he and his companion turned and climbed into their car.

* * *

My cock in her felt so right!� Janice caressed my torso with her soft thighs as we fucked, kissing all the while.� She was building to her second orgasm, and mine was quickly approaching.

�Oh, Billy!� she cried into my ear.

I did not resent the misapprehension, and for a moment I imagined I was that sleek, hairless boy fucking his lovely sister.� My own climax soon followed.

We cuddled for long minutes afterwards, half dozing.� I was resolved to get the boy back unharmed, to have the two of them live with me as they attended college.� To have Janice I�d put up with the boy and his queer proclivities.

The ringing telephone brought me alert.

�That you, shamus?�

��Shamus!�� I repeated with a laugh.� �You�re an old-fashioned guy, McKlinty.� You watch too many old movies.�

�There�s only one movie I�m interested in, Ambrose, and I don�t trust you not to have made copies.�

�I�m not foolish enough to blackmail you, McKlinty.� I�m only interested in the boy and his sister.�

�You building a harem?�

�You give me Billy and I�ll return the disc.� It�s as simple as that.�

�Those kids know too much, and so do you.�

�If that�s your position, then I�ll make a copy of the video and arrange for it to be made public in case of my death or injury to either of the twins.�

�I figured that.� So you haven�t made a copy yet.�

�That�s for you to find out.�

�I�m in a car in front of your house, Ambrose.� My boys could come in shooting in less than a minute.�

�You won�t do that, McKlinty.� You know I�d blow them away, and where would that put you?�

The phone went dead causing me to fear the worst.� Still naked, I rushed to a closet, retrieved a shotgun, loaded it and ran to the front hallway.

�They�re in back!� Janice screamed just before I heard glass break and thump against the back door.

I moved quickly to the kitchen and took aim at the hoods on the porch.

�I�m armed to the teeth, you goons!� I yelled.� �Don�t come in any further.� Better yet, get the fuck out of my house.�

�I get your point, Shamus,� McKlinty called from the porch.� �Let�s talk and make a deal.�

�Go back to your car,� I replied.� �We�ll negotiate by phone.�

I watched them tromp down the porch stairs.� A minute later the phone rang.

�So,� I heard McKlinty say in a tone of exasperation, �you want me to find the pretty faggot.� I can do that, but I want the video.�

�Of course you do, but I�ll keep a copy just as insurance for myself and the kids.�

�That�s no less than I expected, shamus.� I�ll set the search in motion and call you later in the day.�

* * *

I rested on my elbows atop her, between those exquisite thighs.� We were slow-fucking, kissing and chatting.� We had both already come at least once.

�I�m worried about Billy,� Janice said.� �Do you trust that man?�

�Not at all, but we have him over a barrel.�

We kissed then thrust at each other with more determination.

�This is so good!� I exclaimed.� �I don�t want to give you up.� Will you live with me while you attend college?�

�What about Billy?�

�Of course, he�ll live here too.�

�That�s a relief, Jack, because he and I have nowhere to go.�� She twisted her lips then added, �We don�t have money for tuition.�

�That�s not a problem, sweetheart.� We�ll be a family.�

She laughed then grinned.� �An incestuous one!�

�Definitely!�

We began fucking in earnest, slapping our flesh together.� She stared into my face and allowed me to share her ensuing, noisy orgasm.

�Oh, God!� she cried, scratching my shoulders, and I bellowed in climax before she retreated from her high.

Afterwards we cuddled. �I fondled her perky butt with one hand and diddled her rear opening with a gentle finger.

�Billy puts himself in there sometimes,� she whispered against my neck.� �I enjoy it.�

From the video I had learned that Billy was no less long or thick than I.� Janice�s sexual appetite continued to surprise me, because she was such a fresh, innocent looking girl.

�I�ve never had two guys in me at the same time,� she murmured in my ear.

Just then, before I could explore that tantalizing subject further, the phone rang.� It was McKlinty.

He sighed.� �You got me over a barrel, shamus.� I�ve found the boy and he�s with me.� Let�s trade.�

We did it on my front porch.� Janice held out the disc to DeGrazia while grasping Billy�s hand.� I remained behind the screen door with a shotgun at the ready.

�Will they leave us alone now?�� Billy asked with a slight lisp, when we gathered in the house behind locked doors.

�Yes, McKlinty knows I have a copy of the video.� He won�t risk bothering us again.�

�We�re going to live here with Jack, Billy!� Janice exclaimed.

The pretty boy nodded.� �We need the protection.�� He stepped near to me.� �I think I�m going to like it here.�

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