Assassin Affairs (15 page)

“Just
pop him kid,” Laura said. “Here's a silencer for your
pistol.”

Jessie shot
him in the leg. He winced in pain.

“Oh,
this is fun!!”

Renée
requested a turn, and then put a bullet in his arm. “Sorry,
kid, I don't wish to deprive you of anything, but my step-dad was an
abuser. You can take over from here.”

“Let's
do every other shot, just let me do the last one,” she said,
firing a round into his stomach. “There's an opening on the
back of the chair, put one in his back please.”

Renée
promptly complied with the request. “He's not long for this
world. Let's not take any chances of you missing your initiation.
Take the kill-shot next, sweetie.”

Jessica
savored the special moment as she fired a bullet into the man's
temple. “God, that was almost orgasmic!” she exclaimed.

Renée
knew Laura was unpredictable and a control freak, but what she didn't
know was that she had been to the house earlier and set-up a hidden
video camera. She now had a recording of the two of them both
shooting the victim, and planned to save it for leverage against them
in case she might one day need some power over one or both of them.

“Welcome
to our club, Jess,” both women said. “This calls for a
celebration. Let's go downtown and party!” It was dawn when
Laura dropped them off at the house.

“Should
we look in on your mom and Danny?”

“I
think we should,” Jess said.

Both were
sleeping nude in a spooning position, and looking most blissful.

“They
look good together,” said Jess. “I hope you're okay with
that.”

“I
am. I love and trust Danny. I'm looking forward to being with your
mom again. I hope you're okay with that.”

“I
am. I think I hear my bed calling us, Renée.”

“I
think I can hear it, too. C'mon, sweetie. I was proud of you last
night. I want to do some extra-special things for you this morning.”

“More
special than all the other things?”

“I
know a few other tricks I've been wanting to share with you, dear.
You'll be purring all day long, kitten.”

The
following days passed quickly and soon they had been there a week.

“We
should be going home, honey,” Danny announced one morning.
“Guests, like fish, begin to stink after three days. We've been
here seven. Let's not wear out such an incredible welcome.”

“Danny,
I want some private mother-daughter time first. I haven't had any
yet. Is that okay with you?”

“There's
a ballgame I want to watch on TV. Sure, go ahead, take all the time
you want.”

She
requested the two of them escort her to the master bedroom and the
threesome disappeared. Danny watched a ballgame, and then he watched
another. Later he made himself some dinner. The sun was setting when
the trio finally emerged.

“Danny,
it was incredible! They make an amazing team,” raved Renée.

“Thank
you, ladies. I love seeing my lady so happy,” he said.

They both
plopped down on the sofa exhausted, too tired to speak.

“I've
made some dinner. Please help yourselves,” offered Danny.

“Danny,
our foursomes have been amazing, especially that first night. The
one-on-ones I can't say enough good things about, but this threesome
was 'to-the-moon, Alice!' They're so eager-to-please and so
easy-to-please, it's awesome. I've never been so sexually-satiated in
my life!”

“I've
never seen you so enthusiastic before, but we're still leaving in the
morning. Jessie should go back with us, now that she's done with
school, and get some more training.”

“Jo,
Danny's birthday will be in mid-July, plan on coming out that week. I
want him to have his own private mother-daughter sessions,”
Renée commanded.

“As
you wish, Renée.”

“Don't
be so dictatorial with these two, honey,” Danny said. “Jo's
debt has been paid. Anything further is because of friendship. Lead
them into wanting to please us, not feeling they have to please us.
If you take too much advantage of their generous offer, you'll find
it's counter-productive,” he wisely advised.

“Jo,
Jessie, I apologize to you both for being out of line. You have me
smiling so much lately that I can't think straight.”

“We
do enjoy pleasing you both,” Jo said. “I'm hoping you
won't take us for granted, Renée. I feel like I've come a long
way with taking more initiative, but I'm not sure how forward I'm
allowed to be with your Danny. I don't want to get shot.”

“You've
been very generous with us, love,” said Renée. “Your
open-ended offer makes me very, very happy, and you make me very,
very happy. I'll return the favor and allow you carte blanche with
Danny. I love Danny, but it's not a possessive love. I love seeing
him smiling and I've seen more of that than usual lately. I swear I
will never hurt you and you can fuck him to your heart's delight.
Danny is my soulmate, not my husband. Other than that, he's as
unmarried as you are, Jo.”

“He
is?”

“However,
just because he says you've paid your debt, and I acknowledge you
have, doesn't mean I'm letting you two off the hook on your
open-offer.”

“Don't
worry, Renée. I have no intention of changing my mind. The
open-offer stands,” Jo said. “You've both awakened me in
a way that makes me feel alive again, more so than in many years. All
I ask is that you have some flexibility, I do have a career that's
very important to me. Be nice to us, don't take us for granted, don't
abuse the situation, and I'll go out of my way to please you both, I
really will.”

Things
calmed down over the next few hours as everyone ate dinner and
watched TV.

“Since
we're leaving in the morning, who's interested in having some
farewell-sex?” Danny asked. As he finished his sentence, he
looked over at the sofa and all three were sound asleep. “Oh
well, I guess I'll watch another ballgame.”

As they
prepared to depart that next morning, Renée's cell phone rang.
Very few people had that number and the caller ID said “PRIVATE”.

“Uncle
Chip?”

It was the
mobster who employed her as an assassin in New York. They weren’t
related, but the nickname had evolved when she had been in a
relationship with his late daughter. She had agreed to stay available
to him when she left the city to go on her sabbatical. There was only
one way to permanently leave the business.

“Do
you remember Misty?” he asked. “She was at dinner that
night you brought Danny here.”

“Yes,
Uncle Chip. I remember her.”

“I
asked her to marry me and gave her a lovely, expensive diamond
engagement ring. Then she goes out and gets knocked up by her
boyfriend that I didn't even know about. She knew I'd whack her if I
found out, so the bitch went into Witness Protection and took the
quarter-million-dollar ring with her.”

“Oh
my God, that's horrible. How can we help?”

“She
screwed up and broke the WITSEC rules. Misty is visiting her family
in L.A. so that they can meet this guy. Rumor has it that you were
seen very recently in downtown L.A. partying. Is that right?”

“Yes,
and Danny is here with me.”

“She
can hurt me if she makes it to court, hon. She's got to be hit and
it's got to be tonight, otherwise I'll lose her. I don't have anybody
to do it in on the west coast other than you guys. Can you help me
out?”

For her to
say no to Uncle Chip would be like Joanna saying no to Laura. There
was only one answer.

“Of
course, we'll be more than happy to help! We don't have much armament
with us here, though.”

“That's
being taken care of as we speak. The family lives in a hi-rise condo
downtown. I want you to give them sky-diving lessons. You know what I
mean, make her suffer.”

“We'll
take care of it tonight.” They worked out the details, Renée
updated Danny and brought Jessica into the loop. She was elated.

“Jessie,
we never use one another's names on these outings. We wear hoodies
when we enter a building to avoid the security cameras. Don't take
any actions without our approval. Do you understand?” asked
Renée.

“I
do. I'll follow your lead and do whatever you guys say. I hope this
one is more fun than the last time.”

“I
have a feeling it will be, kid. For openers, they're in a hi-rise.
Once bodies start falling from the sky, there won't be an abundance
of time for us to get way from there, so we'll save that part of the
fun for last. Got it?”

“Oh
yes, I can't wait!”

That night,
the trio picked up their new weapons and found their way into the
building. When they got into the family's unit, they were just
finishing a late dinner. They immediately terrorized the group,
convincing them to remain silent.

“If
you cooperate, we won't hurt anyone. We're here to give Misty a
warning.”

“I
remember you guys,” she said. “I'm not sure from where,
though.”

“Shut
up, bitch! We do the talking here; speak only when spoken to,”
Renée instructed. She slapped her hard. “Now introduce
us to your friends.”

“These
are my parents, this is my little brother Johnny and his girlfriend
Ashley, and this is my fiancé Benny.” The folks appeared
to be in their fifties or sixties, Johnny and Ashley their
mid-to-late twenties, Misty and Benny in their thirties.

“Did
you see that?” Jessie asked her friends.

“See
what, kid?”

“The
mom was checkin' out Benny's package!”

“Rumor
has it Misty is pregnant, that makes her a grandma. Grandma is just
wondering if he's got herpes warts, I bet. Stand up, Benny! Get up,
grandma!'

They
complied and she motioned for them to move together into the center
of the room.

“Drop
your pants for her, young man,” Renée ordered. “You
need to pass inspection before you can join this family.” He
looked over at Misty, and Renée shouted “Just do it!”

With his
trousers and underpants around his ankles, she directed the woman to
make the examination.

“He
looks healthy,” she said.

“You
can't always tell by looking, grandma. I think he has E.D. Check for
that!”

She
motioned with her gun for her to use her hand.

“Oh
look, Misty. He likes her! I think you're going to have some fun
family visits.”

The father
was becoming most upset, and when Renée directed the woman to
get down on her knees, he shouted “Stop this nonsense!”

“Kid,
put a bullet in his kneecap!”

She eagerly
complied and he collapsed in pain.

Renée
repeated her motioning request. “Take things up a notch,
Grandma, or Grandpa is a goner, and swallow for us! No one looks
away,” she ordered.

“You
can stop this, Misty, by fetching Mr. Cicero's diamond ring for us. I
know you have it here.”

The
entertainment with Benny was short-lived, so she said, “Benny,
a gentleman always reciprocates. Get busy quickly!”

“I'll
go get you the ring!” Misty exclaimed. A moment later, “Here
it is. Please leave us alone!”

Renée
looked over at Jessie and said, “Okay kid, you take over now.
You're the new puppet master.”

Jessie
waved her gun at the frightened group. “I want to see a pile of
clothes at my feet, right now. Everybody strip! Grandpa gets a pass.”
She watched with interest as young Ashley disrobed. She was petite,
with short dark hair and a fair complexion.

“You
guys, can I have some private-time with Ashley?” Jess asked.

“No
kid. Use the loveseat over there.” She lined up the chairs from
the dinner table for a makeshift theater.

Jessie
escorted the naked Ashley across the room. “You have a nice
body, honey. I love these soft breasts,” she said, toying with
her new plaything. “Have you and your boyfriend made love on
this loveseat?”

“No,
we've never done it. We were planning it for later tonight,”
she shyly admitted.

“Oh,
fresh meat, my friends will love that. Here's the deal, honey,”
she whispered into her ear, “Our contract is for only the
family. If you want to live, you need to become my friend. To be my
friend you need to make me smile. Do you know how to do that?”

“Yes,
I'd like to be your friend, but everybody is watching.”

“I
don't mind, dear.”

Once their
audience was seated, with grandpa moaning from the corner, Ashley
provided the entertainment at some length.

“You're
a keeper, sweetie. You've almost earned yourself an option,”
she whispered. “You can join them all in a nudists' leap, or
you can leave here with us. Here's your next step, lure Johnny out
onto the balcony. Find a way to get him standing next to you on that
bench next to the railing. When I give you the signal, be a good girl
and push him off. If you don't, I can guarantee you'll be joining
him.”

She nodded
her agreement, went over and took the young man by the hand. “She
says we should have sex out on the balcony, darling.”

Jessie took
Danny and Renée aside and whispered, “She has agreed to
push him off the balcony when I give her the signal. We'll act
shocked and follow the others out to see what happened. As they run
out, we'll give them a little added nudge and call it a nudists'
leap. How does that sound?”

“It
works for us.”

“One
thing though. I promised to take her with us if she does it. She's
fresh meat; they've never even done it. Okay?”

“We
can't let her go, you know.”

“Maybe
we could keep her for a few days of fun, then sell her,”
suggested Jessie. “She looks like a spinner, Danny.”

“Laura
has contacts for selling her, I bet,” said Renée.

“Maybe
we could trade her to Laura in exchange for the balance of my mom's
bonus debt to her.”

“Your
mom would regret saving you if she ever learned you traded Ashley
away for a life a sex slavery to save her from one afternoon with
Laura,” said Danny. “Besides, if she does this, she too
is guilty of murder. We may have ourselves a new recruit. Okay, give
her your signal, kid.” They watched with excited anticipation
as they moved closer to the glass door.