Many miles of travels to straighten things out

“Ok,” I said. "I need to enter everything now. See you in a few hours on the beach; we all have some tanning to do before we head back!"

Ian nodded and left. I entered my room and recognized a cologne that both Vic and Vin wears. I closed my door and ran to reception and asked what happened to my room. The employee looked at me weirdly. I showed him under blacklight my true identity; a tattoo only to be seen under black light. He said that he let a man in my room. I said that I was aware however, it's listed that my authorization was required. He had no said authorization. I said that he needs to get his armed guards to go in my room to take out whatever man was in there, do a full sweep of my room to remove anything that they - the hotel - didn't put in there and remove any recording devices immediately. He hit a silent alarm and I heard at least eight armed guards head to my room. 

The owner of the hotel came out to speak with me. As we were speaking privately, I showed my The House identification - tattooed onto me - under black light. He apologized profusely and fired the employee. 

Fifteen stressful minutes later, the armed guards came out with Vic and Vin plus a box of recording devices. I was asked to identify Vic and Vin - which I did. They had moles where they didn't, scars in eye brows that they didn't have and removed the poorly made face masks that they had. It was Giacomo - Jack - and Giovanni....George's brothers. I told the guards to have Jack and Gio arrested and I would be checking out immediately. 

Since I didn't know what they didn't touch in my room, I left the room as is and walked to the airport. It was a four hour walk but I knew it was the airport that I needed; not the one I came through in. At the door, there were two black lights set up next to each other. I scanned both tattoos and was granted access.

There were three men there waiting for me. By appearances only, they were C, Vic and Vin. They - one by one - scanned their left arms. On the screens, their true identities were proven. I almost fell to the floor. They also scanned their right arms - what popped up on the screens were their identities within The House....they were The Powers That Be.

I blacked out and woke up in the local hospital of where we were. Each medical employee scanned their tattooed identifications each time they entered my room as proof as who they were. 

When I regained my bearings, I was informed that either George or Ian poisoned my dinner and sent Giacomo - Jack, Giovanni, Jacques and Marvin my way to distract me from outing them. I asked how I was being used as a victim to out two men that were so clearly in love with each other. 

"Babe, they were using you in order to get you out of The House so they could be a part of The Powers That Be to get rid of you," Vic said. "They are truly in love with each other and they felt that with you finding God again that you would out them and kick them out of The House."

"Well, they are now for trying to kill me," I said. "Vin, how did you go through ten years of this and knowingly putting me in harm's way to get rid of them."

"If they knew that you were on to them, they would've taken all of us," Vic stated. "The three of us plus you. They were great within their roles of The House but they got greedy. Once it was apparent that you would join us, they wanted to take you out."

"That's why I had walked the first time," C said. "I had to distance myself personally and professionally from you. Yes, I love my girlfriend and yes, we're still struggling; she somehow knows there's someone else. However, I still care for you very much but because I am with her, I can't be involved with you romantically. As for professionally, stepping away from you was hard. I knew you were safe with me but I also knew that you were safe with Vic and Vin."

"Why the fuck did you ignore me for six weeks, C? I know that you know what happened each time you left me," I said.

"George and Ian were getting close to me knowing that I was one of the three trying to protect you," C said. "I am so sorry for hurting you."

"Get me home," I said. 

"You're not cleared to leave," Vin said. 

"Good news, DeppGrl! Gentlemen," the doctor said after he scanned his tattoo. "DeppGrl, you are ok to go home. You were dehydrated and poisoned but you've been cleared to go home. I'll get you on the first flight home. Or wherever you want to go to."

"Where can I go that's safe for me?" I asked the doctor. "I don't know who to trust."

"Gentlemen? Get out!!" the doctor demanded. "I can't tell you but I know this, where you go those three men will do what they can to find you and try to protect you from George and Ian. What I can do is set up a train ticket to go to another trusted airport. You'll fly to where the ticket says that you're going to. However, when you land, you'll be given a piece of paper to tell you where to head. You'll go to where you're sent for protection. I'll delay these guys the best I can. As for George and Ian, I will publicly make an announcement that you died en route to a local hospital."

"When can I leave?" I asked as I gently pulled out the IVs.

"Out in the hall is a cart. I know that you don't trust me but watch me scan out, grab the cart and scan back in," the doctor said. "When I come back in, I will scan everything to show you that there's nothing on these supplies that gives away where you're going. There's also local money; also untraced."

I nodded to the doctor to start the ball rolling. Once he scanned back in, we scanned the clothes and money. If there was any tracking device on anything, they went straight into a bucket of acid at the bottom of the cart. I had minimal stuff to use but at least there was more than what I had when I entered the room.

"Doc, what about my hard copy identifications?" I panicked. "I can only travel within The House. With George and Ian on the loose, they'll be able to track me if I travel within The House."

"Don't worry," the doctor said. "I know that you weren't paying too much attention to the guards that went to your room. My brother - who is the director of The House - knew that the alarm came from you so when George and Ian were escorted out of your room, your IDs were grabbed by my brother. He lives on the resort for part of the year but he knew you would be there and moved back to the resort to be there just in case. He was aware that you were heading here so drove them here."

"Scan them please!" I begged.

The doctor did and they came back fine. We hid them the best we could in the nooks and crannies of the bag that I have.

"There's one more thing that we need to do, DeppGrl," the doctor said. "We need to get The House's tracker out of you."

I nodded and turned my head away from him, pulling my hair from my face. He used a scalpel to slice a small opening under my hairline and took out the tracker and stepped on it before stitching me up. I asked if he had a manual or hand held scanner to go over the rest of me to make sure that I was clean. He nodded and took it off the cart then scanned me.

"Turn your head the other way," he said. "This one will hurt more but I'm afraid to give you anything."

I did as he asked and he was right, this one hurt more. He stomped on it then stitched me back up. I bent down to pick up both trackers and placed them in the acid as well. I wasn't going to take any risks.

"Doc, I don't know who you are or why you're helping me out but thank you," I said. "Somehow, once I am ok, I will get word back to you that I am ok!"

The doctor gave me a hug and directed me to where I needed to go. I biked several hours away to get to the next but safest airport. I used the identification from this country to get on the plane. 

Once on the plane, I was given a bottle of water with a napkin. I was so tired that I just drank the water but then looked at the napkin.

"Hold tight onto your stuff. Have it slung over an arm and be prepared to take off your seatbelt. Be prepared to leave your footwear behind but you won't need it when we land."

I closed my eyes and fell somewhat asleep. I was nudged awake by one of the few people that walked passed me. I got myself ready but strapped my shoes on just to be on the safe side. The water bottle and note were gone. We landed and we were rushed out of the plane. As I was exiting the plane, someone shoved a piece of paper in my hand. 

"Use the same passport that you just used to go through customs. You'll be brought into a customs agent's room. They're one of us."

As I slowly headed to customs, I pulled out that passport. Just as the note promised, I got pulled into an office.

"DeppGrl, I am Delaney." the customs agent said. "The doctor is a friend of mine."

"Hi Delaney," I said, doubting her name. "What do we need to do?"

"Behind that door is a shower and hair dye to make your hair a bit softer in color and cut it," Delaney said. "It's ok, I do hair on the side."

I nodded, showered and got dressed in fresh clothes she laid out for me. I let her know that I was ready. 

"Is this your real job?" I nervously asked.

"Yes," she said. "Don't worry. You're not the first person from them I helped."

"How can I trust you?" I asked. 

Delaney pulled up an old image of her when she worked for The House. 

"I was once one of you," she whispered. "But I had to get out. Similar situation from what the doctor said. He's got friends in place all over to help you."

"Wait......!" I started.

"Don't!" she said. "The walls can have ears but we need to hurry!"

I stopped playing "Twenty Questions" and let 'Delaney' do her work. In no time, my hair went from blonde to brown, cut four inches off and softly styled. She gave me a hug.

"Hold onto that passport as you need to finish going through customs," she said. "Here's a flip phone. There's one number in it - mine. Let me know when you get to where you're headed next and I'll have our next friend help you. Remember, your strong heritage!"

She gave me the phone and a ton of untraceable money in different currencies. There had to be thousands of dollars. I quickly found discreet pockets in the clothes she gave me to hide the money. I went through the rest of customs fine. As I received the passport back, I opened it to check the stamp. The photo inside is what got me....it was my sister's photo. We look nothing alike. Well, except for the hair at this moment in time. I sighed in relief.

As I collected my bag after going through customs, I went to get a drink of water from the vending machine. When I was making my selection, someone walked by asking for someone named "Cap'n". I realized that's what the tag in my clothes said..."Cap'n".

I said that my clothes were from Cap'n. They slipped me a piece of paper.

"Get water; G2. Bag of peanuts; H4. Package of cookies; A3. Take your change and head to Terminal B4. From there, go to the ticket counter and ask for friends of Ralph. Someone will meet you there and give you a ticket to your next destination."

I did what the note asked and headed on my way. When I arrived to the ticket counter, I was embarrassed. 

"Hi. Excuse me, miss?" I nervously asked the terminal attendant. "I got separated from my group. We agreed that we'd come to this terminal and ask for 'friends of Ralph' to be paged."

"Sure thing, miss." she said. "It happens all the time."

"Friends of Ralph, please come to Terminal B4. Friends of Ralph, please come to Terminal B4. Thank you!"

"I appreciate it, miss," I said. "I'll be over there, ok?"

She smiled and nodded when an older gentleman walked over. He said that he was Ralph. I wanted to look past him but when he looked over at me, I knew that this was the Ralph I needed. He hobbled over as he exclaimed that it was his fault for not making sure that everyone in the group was with him. He hugged me and said to go three terminals over to where they sell train tickets. 

I asked which passport I needed. He said to trust my instinct but probably not the one I used to get here. I nodded and we walked over together as the terminal attendant was looking at us. When we were out of her view, I went alone and 'Ralph' went his own way.

"Hi. I'd like a ticket please," I said. "Someplace quiet."

"Sure thing," the attendant said. "Passport?"

I immediately felt nervous as there were customs agents all over the place now. I knew not to use the passport that I used to get to this airport. I tried to get my next closest passport when it slipped out of my hands. The attendant was getting frustrated. I purposely threw on the waterworks. I explained that I went through a tough break up after losing my job and running on very little sleep didn't help much. The attendant apologized. I stepped to the side so they could help the next person in line. This gave me the time to get the passport I wanted. I hopped back into line and passed my passport to the attendant.

The attendant barely looked at the country of origin of the passport, barely looked at the photo, stamped a stamp and gave me a ticket to Kep, Cambodia.

"That'll be 150,000 Cambodian Riel," the attendant said. "About $37.41 in American money." 

I vaguely remember Delaney giving me Riel so I counted out the 150,000 Riel for the attendant. They double checked and wished me safe travels. When giving me the receipt, there was a slip of paper with a note attached.

"I understand your frustration and what you're going through. The customs agents were looking for you and were looking at you. Please don't cry like that at this airport again. Crying in public is very frowned upon and makes people look suspect. Please get to your train ASAP and board as soon as you're called. When they ask you for your ticket, say you lost it. They'll bring you to another car. Look for a woman in all brown clothes - her companion has a change of clothes for you. On this train - according to your passport - you're a frumpy old woman."

I just about face palmed myself but quickly checked the passport photo. It was me but as a frumpy old woman and I certainly didn't look at the photo prior. I hoofed it over to the train and waited at the gate to be called. 

As I was waiting, I discreetly ripped the note up and tossed different pieces into several garbage cans close to where I was standing. I did see in my travels several women in all brown. The one stood out and when she saw me looking at her, she quickly shook her head no. I heard a chirp.

"DeppGrl. Delaney. Stop looking for your next person. You’ll get yourself found out. Keep a low profile.”

“Ok.”

“Change of plans. Get on the train as scheduled. Hide your ticket and move to first class. A new person will find you. Be safe. And keep a low profile at ALL times! D.”

After all the training that I had, I can’t believe that I almost lost my lack of identity to get somewhere secluded. Thankfully, I was able to get on the train moments later, sat down in my assigned seat, hid my ticket and tried to relax a little bit. I put my snacks on the arm rest and my bag under my head so I could close my eyes. I was out cold in seconds. 

About thirty minutes into the trip, I jolted awake and gathered my things; snacks too. Something in me told me that it was time to move to first class and that’s what I did. With a quick glance behind me, I saw George. 

I found a few empty seats when I saw the train conductor come up to me with a smile on his face. 

“Miss Gauthiar! What a pleasant surprise!” the train conductor said. “I wasn’t expecting you this soon!”

“Well, I - ….” I stuttered.

“I’ll give you a quick tour now,” he said, pushing me to the front of the train.

He slammed the door behind us. 

“I’m a friend of Delaney’s. She told me to take care of you. And I noticed someone look for you,” he said. “Look, we’re in a predicament but there’s two ways off my train and they both don’t look good. What’s the back of your ticket say?”

I pulled it out and it gave me a phone number. He called and was greeted by a Swiss man. They talked about my predicament and they said to take option two and hung up. 

“Hurry up,” said the train conductor, as he put my bag on in front of me, sealing it after throwing my snacks in there. “Step into this harness and secure it!!”

“What?” 

“Just do it!” he explained as he helped me in it. “Our Plan A and Plan B didn’t work so now we’re on Plan C. We are about to go under a 4 mile tunnel so we don’t have much time. I need you out this window in 15 seconds so a helicopter can take you!”

“What?” I screamed as he helped me to the window and sit on its ledge.

We both grabbed the harness. He tightened it, wished me luck and completely pushed me out of the window. Up I flew, just barely missing the tunnel. I was pulled up fast and pulled into the helicopter and we turned east. 

Once the door was shut, the harness was taken off and I laid down on the floor. I’d never learned this at The House but if I survived this, I’d make sure that it’s taught!

“Woof! That was something else,” I sighed. “Ok. What’s on the agenda?”

“Eat,” I was told by the pilot. “Save your food as we’ll feed you now and supplement your supply before we drop you.”

Great  who knew that I’d be doing a cannon ball out of a helicopter. Fuck, I’ll teach this too!

I ate what they had - MREs. Not great but not bad either. They packed my bag with more MREs, empty water bottles, water filtration supplies and powdered drinks. They landed soon after at a safe house and made sure that I changed and used the restroom before leaving. They gave me a gps, satellite phone and an emergency pingy thing in case of an emergency.

I hugged them all before asking which way I needed to go. They told me east and I looked at them weird so the one turned me to face east.

“Keep going until you can’t anymore; the trail will stop. We’ve added bear spray and other protective plans. There’s hidden camps with tents along the way; you’ll know what they look like. Do most of your travel during the day but if you get behind schedule, keep going at night.”

“Um, ok?” I said.

“We’ll have eyes on you throughout this,” the pilot said. “It’s almost dawn and hikers will be here soon. We need to leave or there’s going to be questions for the local government that they can’t explain. Delaney will text you once a day so make sure you answer her right away!” 

I nodded and thanked them. I didn’t look back as I headed east. I had no clues nor signs of who to look for. I had food for a few days and I knew that I was walking by a stream so I knew that I’d be hydrated. 

During the first day of my hike, I wondered how I let my guard down around George as I barely knew him. Ian? I admired him and thought he’d never go for me. I thought Vic, Vin and C were all gone too. I burned bridges with them but yet somehow, they claim they were trying to protect me. When I get to where I get to, I need to find a therapist. 

By day three, I found a small hut that was well hidden. I took my pack off, went inside and slept for a few hours. Before moving, I made sure I was fully alert and able to hear any changes before I put my shoes on. I heard nothing but nature so I put my shoes on.

I hadn’t heard from Delaney so I texted her.

“Hey, girl! I haven’t heard anything from you in a few days about that pub crawl you mentioned the other day. Where is it?”

I waited for about an hour when I the satellite phone warbled to life. I turned the antenna.

“Hello,” I said. 

“Delaney’s been found out. We have someone coming for you. Stay put!”

“I don’t trust anyone at this point!” I exclaimed. “I need to know who’s coming to help me and what they look like!”

“You’ll know them!”

The phone went quiet. I turned the antenna back, took off my bag and leaned my back against a rock. I had bear spray in my hand. I waited like this until midnight. I was tired and I was hungry; down to my last snack.

“DeppGrl,” my brother whispered. “What in the fuck did you get yourself into?”

“Who are you and what do you want?” I demanded.

“DeppGrl. It’s your brother, dammit!” a voice I barely recognized. “I’m here to get you!”

“I don’t know you!” I yelled as I hit the emergency beacon. “I don’t know your voice. I can see you as clear as day but I don’t recognize you whatsoever. You’re not my brother!”

“Yes, I am!”

“He’s dead, you bastard!” I screamed as I hurled myself at him, taking him down. I felt a mist hit the back of my neck. I pulled a gas mask from my side pouch of my bag and threw it on. Just in time. I sprayed my fake brother and this other person with bear spray. 

The second person and I fought for control of the spray and my bag. I was tired, hungry and in need of something to save myself so I used the last of the bear spray in this second person.

Fuck. My second canister was now emptied. My bag spilled and it was dark. I begrudgingly used a flashlight to collect everything that spilled from my bag. I hit the emergency beacon again. That’s when I noticed it didn’t light up. It was broken as was the satellite phone. The only contact I had in the flip phone was being held somewhere and here I was, disoriented and lost.

The men - my fake brother and his partner - were still on the ground and in pain due to the bear spray. I remembered that I had zip ties so I dragged the men to the closest tree and zip tied them together and to the tree.

Once the air was more cleared, I took the gas mask off. I caught my breath, took a drink of my filtered water and sat down. I went as far east as I could and someone that I knew was supposed to come get me. Yet, I didn’t know these men. They didn’t have any forms of ID on them and neither one of them knew my birth name. 

I tossed everything that I had back in my bag and headed west. I kept my eyes pried open and paid attention to nature; nothing out of the ordinary. 

*Chirp*

I opened up the flip phone and recognized the number but couldn’t place the name of the contact.

“Leeandria. Stay put. I’m coming for you, kid!”

Fuck!! I knew who it was but I couldn’t think of the name.

“Hey, kid. It’s Pavel. Pavel Orbinsky. Stay put!! I’m old!”

It was my childhood best friend’s dad! Or at least I hope it was. I heard a familiar whistle. I whistled my part next.

“Shark bait. Oooh ah ah ah!” Pavel whispered a line from one of my favorite animated movies.

“Oooh ah ah ah. Shark bait!” I replied.

“You and Paulynn met during dance class just before kindergarten. You’ve been two peas in a pod ever since,” he said.

“Pavel, what’s my legal birth date?” I asked.

“December 19, 1982,” he replied.

He’d have to be 2 out of 3 at this point.

“Hobby I loved most?”

“Horseback riding and cheering,” he said.

“Favorite non alcoholic beverage?”

“Milk,” he said as he walked over.

“About 2 weeks early for my birthday, Pavel,” I said as he got closer. “The other answers are easy.”

“I know,” he sighed. “I don’t want to do this.”

“DeppGrl, DROP!” I heard a familiar voice scream. “Fuck it, Leeandria! Don’t you ever fucking listen to me? DROP!”

“About time,” I muttered as I dropped. 

I heard Pavel hit the ground. My brother - with his two million dollar legs - still could hit like a football player. I got up and helped my brother up. 

“How are the legs?” I asked. “Ready to drop more money on them?” 

“Sore but the doctor is on his way,” he said as he was moving like an old man. 

I dragged Pavel to a tree and zip tied him there.

Finally, a small two engine plane landed near us. I recognized the pilot; he was the train conductor.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again,” I lied. 

“Where’s the doc?” my brother asked. 

“Not here,” I said as I dug deep into my bag. I found the phone Delaney gave me. I called her and gave her my coordinates. Seconds later, three helicopters landed near us. One took Pavel and the others I zip tied, one took my brother and I and the other stayed behind to clean up the mess.

My brother was dropped off at the hospital and was met by our joint ortho doc.

“Take good care of him, Doc,” I said. “He’s the only brother I’ve got and he’s a good one! Bro! Don’t die on me, ok? I love you, but I need to go.”

“Where to? Why?” he asked.

“Government. Classified,” I said. “I’m not safe right now and neither are you right now. Doc will take care of your immediate needs now but will do more thorough work at my hospital. Doc? Keep me posted!”

I grabbed my bag - which was reloaded with food and money. And instant coffee. And a new emergency beacon, satellite phone and gps unit. I looked at my brother once more before I got near the helicopter. It looked like he was trying to tell me not to go so I went closer to him.

The helicopter blew. I went flying and landed thirty feet from my brother.

“Hey, Doc?” my brother said. “Go make sure she’s alive and then take us both to her secure hospital.”

“Are you trying to kill your brother?” asked the doctor.

“Nope,” I moaned. “Help me get up. I think I need a new bag of everything!”

“Oh, get on the gurney with your brother,” he sighed. “Once I clear you, you’ll get new everything.”

“Ok, Doc,” I said. “Bro, move over!”

We took an elevator down to the basement and put into an unmarked van. Delaney was behind the wheel; stricken with fear of our safety. When she saw and heard us, she was a bit relieved but still worried.

“How ya’ doing ya’ big lug,” I asked my brother.

“I’d be better if you listened and didn’t try to kill us both,” he said.

“Delaney? Shoot me, ok?” I said.

“No can do, The Powers That Be,” she said. “I’m here to keep you alive and be your friend!”

My brother gave me a look but I just shook my head “no” pretty hard. He nodded.

We got to the hospital. I climbed out and put on my own gurney. A hospital employee took two black lights to my forearms and that let myself, my brother, the doc and Delaney into the hospital.

“Doc. You understand what this means, right? You work for me now?” I said.

“Yes,” he said as he smiled

“You’ll stay with your private practice but you’re on call for both my brother and I at all times now,” I explained. “And not a word to him.”

Doc nodded. The less the better for my brother.

“Doc?” I asked. “Please do your best to save him and his legs. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for him. Just do your best. You fixed him before. I have complete trust in you.” 

Doc nodded. Bro looked confused and green from being in pain. I trusted Doc with my life.

The ER/Trauma doctor took me into a room. I passed the neuro exams easily; mild concussion at best. Other doctors came in to make an assessment. No broken bones; just bruised up to the wazoo. I had to stay in the hospital for 24 hours. I arranged that my brother and I would share a room. The stipulations? An accordion door for privacy and no tracking nor recording devices in the room.

I impatiently waited outside of the trauma room my brother was in. Doc came out and said that my brother is fine but a few stretched ligaments in one leg and needs bed rest for 24 hours before he gets re-examined before getting released.

“Doc, you’re like a fairy god uncle that came into our lives. You’re family. I know that with your family past, I know that you don’t want to deal with the government any more than you have to. I’m trying to change it and the only way I can, is from inside out. And it’s doing the trick. I’m outing people and unfortunately, that almost cost me my brother,” I said. “We’ve got a room together. I want you in there when I talk to him, ok? Can you do that for me?”

“Sure thing, Leeandria,” Doc said as he hugged me. “He’s been given some meds but he’s with it. Once we get in there, we’ll shut the door and scan again, ok?”

I nodded. He pushed my brother on the gurney and I sorely walked behind him. I grabbed the device scanner - the only salvaged thing I could get from my bag. As soon as we got into the room, I scanned it and the room was clear.

“Bro, this is going to be tough to swallow, ok?” I said. “You know how nervous I was to meet Doc due to his family’s nefarious dealings and he wanted nothing to do with it?”

“Yeah?” he said. “Doc is the same kind of nervous when you told him that he works for you now?”

“Sorta,” I said. “I work for our country’s government. I can’t tell you which branch but where I work, we call it The House. Remember Delaney? The woman who drove us here? She got me involved to help sort shit out. She no longer works for The Company - what we call the entire government - but knew I’d be part of The Powers That Be. Now that I’m there, my life is in danger.”

“That’s why the helicopter blew up,” he said.

“Exactly,” I said. “There's three men who are trying to help me. Vin, Vic and C. They’re trying to help me get George and Ian - the men that were supposed to protect me - get into custody. George and Ian have worked at The House longer and feel threatened. They don’t have the black light tattoos like I do. I can go to any hospital in the world that’s involved with The House and my tattoos get scanned; one is my true identity and the other is what The House knows me as.”

“How does this involve Doc?” my brother asked.

“His black light tattoos got reactivated when he came in with me,” I said. “I’m now the highest ranking woman. That’s not the scary part. My life is in danger until I can get George and Ian in.”

“Wait. Vince like former fiancée Vince like former teacher? And Vic as in the old dude that used to work for me?” my brother asked. “You’re trying to kill me.”

“Yes. Don’t worry about C as you don’t know him,” I said. “Look, once I’m given the go ahead, I’m heading back out to get George and Ian. When I’ve got them? We’re going to be safe. Until then, you’re staying with Doc at his family compound. I called in every favor I could.”

“Did you get anyone from the ‘old’ crew, Leeandria?” Doc asked. “Most of them and their families are still family to me.”

“Yes, Doc,” I said. “They’ve got local police with them too. They’re getting along.”

“This is a ton to grasp,” my brother said. “When are you leaving?” 

“After I shower, change, get my specialty contacts, get my asthma med injections and a new pack with supplies ready,” I said. “Maybe eight hours?”

“Get some rest, Lee,” my brother said. He started snoring.

I let myself out so I can build my own pack. I found the supply closet. A old military rucksack almost at tall as I am, lightweight sleeping bag and blanket, a few changes of clothes, bear spray, a knife, bug spray, MREs, empty water bottles, filtration system, money in different currencies, gps tracker, emergency beacon, satellite phone, regular old flip phone, hiking boots and a variety of passports. 

I threw the bag in my brother’s and I shared room, went to IT for them to get working on the passports and then I showered. Delaney laid out some durable clothes for me. 

“Thank you for everything, Delaney,” I said.

“You’re very welcome,” she hesitated.

“You really don’t want to help me, do you?” I asked. “It feels like out of the goodness of your heart that you want to help but you’re so over The House that you dread helping. Like you’ve been burned before.”

“How did you know?” she asked.

“I’ve ready everything I could on you, Samantha,” I said using her real name. “You got close to where I am now 15 years ago but it was a boys club then and when you fought for what you wanted, you were let go. George and Ian.”

“Leeandria? Can I call you that?” she asked. 

“If it’s just us, then yes,” I said.

“I know how to get to them,” she said. “George and Ian. I’d like to help you.”

“Are Giacomo, Giovanni, Jacques and Marvin in on it as well?” I asked. 

“They’re not any more,” she said. “Jack, I mean Giacomo, might be but I doubt it.”

“You know I’ll have to make you alive again, Delaney,” I said. “It’ll put a target on you again.” 

“Let’s do this right though,” she said. “We’ll pair up together on the ground.”

“On one condition,” I said. “Tell me where your brother and Ian are!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Samantha said.

“I am now the highest female ranked as The Powers That Be, a position that you almost had until your brothers, Ian, Jacques and Marvin got involved,” I said. “I know that there’s some kindness in you to try to protect me but once you heard that I wanted to bring Delaney back to life, I saw so much of George and his hatred in you. He thinks you’re dead and that it’s my fault!”

“I don’t know anything!”

“You haven’t done much research on me,” I said. “Out of the three thousand agents that I’m in charge of, I have perfect recall on everything from their personnel file; including yours. You were supposed to keep me updated but you also gave me a fake phone to keep me away from your brothers. Your brothers think you’re dead and yet you’re trying to protect them from me. I have one brother and one sister. My sister and I don’t talk. However, my brother and I are each other’s life line - like how you and George were. Help me get him and his fiancé Ian!”

“Oh that Ian!” Samantha screamed. “I always hated him!”

“Get me to Ian,” I said. “I’ll take him down. He’ll go away for being the mastermind of planning my murder, but maybe I’ll be able to help George. Sam, if you want your brother alive - like I want mine alive - you’ll help me!”

She opened up her old The House laptop and hacked into Ian’s finances. We were able to trace and back trace everything. From there, we were able to track where George and Ian were. They, unfortunately, left the resort that I left them at but it wasn’t high security. They were nearby.

“Do either one have an inkling that you’re still alive?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “I sent a photo of myself to Ian from my phone. I sent it while you were on your hunt that I sent you on.”

“If you’re lying to me right now, I’ll lock you up in the same cell as Ian!” I said. “Give me your phone!”

She instantly handed it over and plugged into my smartphone.  I was able to track Ian but not George. Ian was headed to my brother’s hospital room. Pavel must’ve slid a chip into him. 

I grabbed Sam by the hand and we ran to my brother’s room. Ian was about to open the door but I pulled out the pepper spray that I had in my pocket at sprayed him. I hit an alarm and guards came running down. They got a hold of Ian and I told them to take Sam for questioning. They complied.

I checked in with Doc and my brother; they were unharmed. They locked the door from the inside when I left. I went up to security. Ian spilled everything and agents were across the area grabbing George, his brothers, Jacque and Marvin. Samantha faced Ian and told him that she still has proof of his involvement in her not being the highest ranking woman within The House.

I spent the night staying up, watching my brother sleep through the night for the first time in years. Agents were talking to all involved to some degree; George, Ian, Giacomo, Giovanni, Samantha, Jacques and Marvin. 

All pointed at Ian as the mastermind but he pointed at Samantha for leading me astray due to her jealousy of my fast track to The Powers That Be. They were all charged with kidnapping (of each other, of me and my brother), attempted murder (of my brother, Doc and myself), inciting people I knew for years because I’d trust them and a whole myriad of other crimes.

My brother and I stayed safe with Doc at the family compound for what seemed like a year. His family’s former associates and local police protected us as I cleaned out The House as many members were linked to George & Co, as we called them. Between the main people involved, Ian and Samantha (code name Delaney) both were sentenced for 90 years a piece but every other member were sentenced to 60 years each. 

I wasn’t needed at trial. Neither was Doc nor my brother. I’d seen therapists but I couldn’t trust any of them so I just walked Doc’s family compound with former family associates. They were my therapists and I was theirs. My brother’s legs healed fine and he had physical therapy.

Once I felt comfortable leaving the compound, I had my tattoos removed as did Doc. We decided The House needed a full make over. Eye scan, hand scan and DNA testing before entering each building, even medical. If someone had a twin or other multiple, they were not accepted into The House to work as a field agent but they could work in a different building in a country with different protocols to enter their respective buildings as in house employee; pencil pushing. Communications between siblings were often monitored in order to prevent another George & Company.

I still didn’t trust anyone that I worked with at The House nor The Company. I did go visit Samantha aka Delaney in case I needed to go back to different reports. 

After an additional six weeks living at Doc’s I found a new house not far from his. I slowly talked to my family about what happened but mostly said things were “classified” when I didn’t feel comfortable answering questions. 

My brother and I no longer talk; he doesn’t even respond to my texts. He leaves me on read. Doc doesn’t tell me much other than my brother is ok as are his now four million dollar legs; my brother decided to go mountain biking and messed up his legs.

As for the three men who truly tried to save me? Vin, Vic and C? Bridges are officially burned three fold. We don’t talk to each other. It’d been made clear of that when they visited me at Doc’s once. They all thought their way was the best way and I kept pushing them away and we had this massive fight - it was so bad that Doc rushed me to the ER due to a severe asthma attack. They guys followed but I told them that they aren’t good for me and that they ought to end their friendship with each other; we were all toxic for each other.

George vs Giovanni

I got back to the hotel. Ian was there with George and had told him everything. Just to do my own test to make sure that George was George, I kissed him and started rubbing my hand over his penis. Giovanni would jump out of surprise and George would practically drag me to the room cave man style. 

“Ian?” George growled. “We’ll see you later!”

We rushed to the room. The second the door was shut and locked, we stripped and got onto the bed. As soon as I was on my back and legs spread, George mounted me and rode me for about an hour. When he was fully drained inside of me, he pulled out of me and laid down next to me.

“Ian told me everything,” George mumbled as he was sucking and squeezing my breasts. “He told me that you’re one of my bosses and that your stalker was my brother.”

“Show me your tongue," I said as I slid down his hard penis and gently rode him.

George stuck his tongue out to show me that his tongue is pierced. I knew it. Giovanni has a permanent gold tooth. This must be Giacomo; he's more like George than Giovanni ever will be but he still isn't George. 

"Hi, Jack," I said as I climaxed and climbed off of him. "How many are there of you?"

"Hi, DeppGrl," Giacomo moaned. "Just 'Seppe, Giovanni and myself."

"Where's George?" I asked. "Giovanni is an easy tell and it's not because of the gold tooth. His mannerisms are quite different."

"What about me?" Giacomo asked. "George is, unfortunately, at the mercy of Giovanni."

"You're mannerisms are similar to George's but you screw differently - he’s rougher," I said. "Where does Giovanni have George being held?"

"At his place," Giacomo said. "I don't know which one. He's got three places."

"Oh, Jack," I sighed. "It's a bit naive to believe that Giovanni only has three places. He's got five...two of them have acres of property."

"That I didn't know," he said. "What can I do to help?"

"I may have screwed you but I don't know you so I can't trust you. What did you tell Ian?"

"That Gio has three places and gave the locations - with the types security he has," he said. 

"Gah!" I moaned as I got off the bed to get dressed. "Ian? Yeah. I did what you asked and I have some more information for you. Jack is shocked to say the least."

"What?" Jack stated. "Why am I in shock?"

"Yeah, Ian. I am getting dressed and grabbing my bags. I'll meet you in the lobby," I said as I looked at Jack. "He - unknowingly - verified that Gio has five properties in total - two of which have acres of property and all of them have different kinds of security."

I hung up on Ian, threw on my sweatshirt, grabbed my stuff and left the room. I climbed into a vehicle that was waiting for me and headed to the one property of Gio's that was the furthest away. I was going to text Ian my plan but my phone died, the car that I was driving had GPS and I didn't know if I could trust Ian fully at this point.

It took me three hours to get to the largest property instead of normal four hours. I turned off the car lights and parked a quarter of a mile away from the property. I quietly got out, popped the trunk and closed the driver side door. I walked to the trunk, switched into broken in hiking boots, a Kevlar vest - both bullet proof and knife proof - night vision goggles and grabbed a weapon. After grabbing everything, I closed the trunk quietly, went to the passenger side of the car to grab my rescue inhaler and manually locked the car before closing the door, attaching the key to my belt and the spare inside of one of the boots.

As I walked to the edge of the property, I turned on the night vision goggles. I heard a stick behind me snap then felt three taps of a hand to the back of my left thigh. Only two people ever used that. Jacques is in a foreign country from the last I heard and Ian was the other.

"05256585," I whispered not sure who I'd get confirmation from.

"05256585 confirmed. 04246484 here," Jacques whispered.

"04246484 confirmed. 08286888?" I asked holding my breath; wondering about Ian.

“08286888 MIA,” Jacques said. 

“Grand Master J,” I sighed as I hugged him. “Good to see you!”

“The lovely Mrs. Depp,” he said as he hugged me so tight he almost squished me. “Ready to get the man your apex craves?”

“Tell me something that I’ve only told you, Doctor J,” I said unsure of everything right now. “Something that no one else knows about me.”

“You had a mole the size of Texas on your right butt cheek that you had a dermatologist remove but you had two double board certified plastic surgeons close where the dermatologist removed the mole,” J said. “You then covered up where the plastic surgeons did their best work ever with tattoos.”

“What is the tattoo of?” I asked - everyone I work with knew I had tattoos but not everyone knew what tattoos I had. 

“A bird, a birdcage and some type of foliage,” he said. 

“Dude, that tattoo is common knowledge at The House,” I replied.

“You have a tattoo of a key on your apex,” he said. “Not many men notice it but you told me about it.”

“I told a number of people about it!”

“Aha! You hate driving on bridges and under bridges as you have an irrational fear of bridges collapsing!”

“Both my therapist and my mother know about that!”

“Triskaidekaphobia!” he exclaimed as he nuzzled my neck.

“Huh?”

“You always tell people that your favorite word is ‘fuck’ but I also know that it’s also triskaidekaphobia!” he exclaimed as he kissed me. “You said it’s your secret favorite word because it’s fun to say.”

I sighed. For now, I knew that it was Jacques. We quietly came up with a plan for covering three acres of land in two hours. That also included looking for shelters that were hidden in plain site. Since we were still at the car I used, I took my boots off and replaced them with thick socks. I moved the spare key into my sports bra. 

I looked at J. He looked at me. I nodded and we went our separate ways. The thick socks protected my feet from rocks, tree branches, wildflowers and other greenery and would help me feel if something was off with the ground.

Forty five minutes later, I felt something off with the ground. I turned on a flashlight to see what it was. It was George’s foot; I looked more carefully and saw George tied up to a tree. I took a folded knife out of my pocket and cut the rope, releasing George. He was unconscious and I had no idea how long he was out. I fireman carried him to the car.

Once there, I got him in the car and took him an off the beaten path to get him to The House. Halfway there, he woke up.  I pulled over, parked and got in the back seat to hug him.

“Easy, my love,” he hoarsely. “Giovanni. Giacomo…..”

“I know,” I said. “They’re both at The House.”

I got back behind the wheel and drove George to Medical at The House. Jacques helped get George inside as I headed to the showers. I gathered my things, stripped and put on my shower shoes, Jacques joined me.

“My god, you’re more gorgeous than I remembered,” he moaned as I started stroking his penis; I was looking for a tattoo of my number at the base of his penis. “I missed this!”

“Guess you missed me so much that you removed your tattoo that I gave you,” I said.

“You’re too smart for your own good,” Marvin - Jacques’s twin - said. “I’ll go get him!”

Normally, I’d laugh at Marv’s antics but after going through what I had to in order to find George but I wasn’t in the mood.

As I’m showering, the real Jacques showed up and joined me after showing me his tattoo. We quickly finished our showers, dried off, got dressed and headed to my room. We close and lock the door, drop our stuff and start stripping. I start stroking his stiffening penis, smile as I see his tattoo and take as much of him as I can down my throat. He immediately shoots a load. I gagged but I swallowed the load. He pulled out and helped me get on the bed.

Once situated, he inserted his penis into my apex and began to ride me. He filled me up three times before he pulled out. I instantly knew that this was the final screw we’d have. 

When we were getting dressed, he explained that he was aware of what I was up to but when he stopped hearing from me and stopped hearing reports about me, he thought I was a downed free agent. He claimed that he took his time before moving on. With one look, I knew it was my closest friend within The House.

“Get out,” I calmly stated. “I knew that there was something going on between you…you guys constantly giving each other looks!”

“She’d made a pass at me,” he said.

“Don’t start with me about that,” I stated. “You made the first pass at her way before I had to get involved with the old man again. You knew what I had to do. Remember that we have a legally bound contract?”

“You said you got rid of it,” he said nervously.

“J?” I stopped him in his tracks. “I taped today so I have proof that you broke the contract. You know that you’ll be in court in 24 hours. The House will be mine as you’ll be forced to quit; no pension or anything. Oh and Jacques? You’ll have to disappear with her. Find new identities and move out of the country.”

“What?”

“Time to re-read the contract. In about 10 minutes you’ll faint outside of your room and you’ll be immediately sent to Medical. You’ll have a tracker put in you so I’ll know where you are in case I need to travel again. If you’re nearby, old friends will escort you out of the country until I’ve left.”

He left and I heard him semi collapse before George and Ian caught him. It’s up to Medical to where they put the two trackers but I have an idea. A tattoo artist - a friend of mine - will cover up my badge number from the base of Jacques penis with images of poison ivy; something that Jacques is super allergic to. Now, anytime he’s with a woman, he’ll be forced to think of me.

Ian knocked on my door and entered. He kissed me and I kissed him back but I pulled away. I told him that I sent the recording and that phone to The Company but I won’t be at court the next day as I’ll be at a nudist beach and drunk off my ass. He laughed.

“Keep J’s personnel files but send the rest his shit to the incinerator.  I’ll beg and bribe house keeping to burn these sheets and ask The Powers That Be for a different room.”

“Honey, you are now a part of The Powers That Be. You brought down Jacques, Anna and Abi,” Ian said. “Your room here or at any other House on the planet can be whatever room you want.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Really,” he said. “Your residences have been packed and cleaned out, word has been sent to your family that you’re ok but you’re taking a sabbatical somewhere warm.”

“Who’s coming with me?”

“George,” he sighed. “He wanted to go.”

“You’re coming with us,” I said as I began to strip. “I can’t go on this trip without the two men I appreciate,”

Ian stripped, picked me up and carried me to my bed. We spent the next 24 hours in bed having sex. Ian assumed that I was off my birth control and ovulating but yet he still filled up my apex with his seed. His last climax, he thought would be the one to get me pregnant.

We slept for several hours before George came into my room. He knew that he’d have to share me with Ian on the trip. They woke me up, George put on a dreaded condom as a show. Ian was already on his back so I slid down his penis. When I was ready, George pushed his penis into my full apex. They stretched out my apex with each thrust. After we all climaxed, George pulled out rolling off the condom and I climbed off Ian. Ian kneeled in front of me, George rolled on another condom. When I took Ian in my mouth, George took my ass. I loved the pain and gagging on seed so I let them tag team me like this until they were almost empty.

They both pulled out and switched places. I took George in my mouth as I took Ian in my apex. Three hours later, they were thoroughly drained. We collapsed and napped. They woke me an hour later with George plowing my ass and Ian plowing my apex. We all climaxed together.

After filling me with his seed, Ian booked us a charter plane to a hot locale that an unlimited bar and nudist beach. They left in good spirits to go pack. I showered, feeling full of seed. After drying off, I packed all of my IDs, minimal clothing and plenty of sunscreen.

Thirty minutes later, we were up in the air. During the flight, we drank and continued our three some. In the long flight, I can’t tell you how many times we climaxed nor how many times I was filled. Since I was still ovulating, Ian had a field day; fucking my apex hard and often. A few times when George was fucking my apex, his condoms broke and he spilled his seed in me too.

We finally landed, disembarked and checked into a hotel. I had a separate room but George and Ian shared a room. After sleeping, I walked into their room. They were naked and in each other’s arms.

It hurt me that these two men - that I loved to a certain extent - loved each other more than either loved me. I was happy for them. 

Since there was still some sun left, I went out to the beach after I grabbed a blanket from my room. One of the bar staff helped me spread out the blanket as another kept pouring margaritas for me. I made sure that I kept flipping over so I’d tan easily. When I noticed that my skin felt dry and tightened when I moved, I knew it was time to pack up for the night.

“Need help, babe?” George asked. 

“After I shower, maybe?” I said. “I got a little crispy and might need help with the aloe.”

“Ok,” he said. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you about Ian and I.”

“I know,” I said. “I had some emails to read and calls to take. That’s part of why we’re here, the three of us.”

“Do we need Ian?” he asked as he offered his hand. 

“Yes,” I said.

I showered, George helped with the aloe and helped me put on a loose dress after the aloe dried. I put sandals on and we went to dinner…all three of us.

“We’re mostly here for R & R,” I said. “However, it’s been brought to my attention that now I’m part of The Powers That Be, I need to bring coupled up agents here. You’re welcome to work for The House but not as field agents.”

They both looked shocked. I explained that now that their covers have been blown by coming to an island where many governments across the world brought their agents for relaxation. I told them that who they love is who they love and I’m in full support of them. They had the choice of remaining with The House or part ways.

“What would we do?” Ian asked.

“Under my direction, you two will be teach other agents how to do their jobs; together or alone,” I said. “You know each other’s strengths and weaknesses so that’ll be up to you to decide. What’s up to me is whether I keep your cases classified, your grade level and pay rate.”

“When do we need to decide by?” they asked.

“Five minutes from when I leave the table,” I said as I got up.

When I got back to my room, Ian was running behind me.

“Yes?” I asked when I turned around.

“We’ll do it,” he huffed and puffed. “We’ll teach within The House. But sometimes we’ll teach together and sometimes we’ll teach separately.”

George

“I’m one of your bosses, George,” I said. "I didn't find out until four months ago."

"Why haven't you told me until now?" he asked as he signaled for a server. "We're going to need a third pitcher and a shot of whatever is your strongest alcohol is. Thanks."

The server nodded and went on their way. 

"It wasn't the right time and it was agreed upon between the five of us for me not to say anything," I sad after drinking a gulp of the sangria - thankful we were just a quick walk's distance to the hotel. "Vince and the others never knew who you were but they were on the way of wanting to find out. I led them away from trying to find out."

"Yes, I am well aware," he said as he cleared his throat. "From the time I started until now, how many of them were serious?"

"Two. Vin and Matteo," I said.

"Thanks," George said to the server. "I just don't understand why, though. Yes, it was agreed upon by you and the others. There's got to be some good reason." 

"It was a mix of several things but due to the classification, I can't really share the exact why," I said as I poured myself sangria from the third pitcher, thankful that the server was bringing more food and water. "At the end of the day, you weren't in the know due to your safety - "

"My safety?" he asked. "I have been protecting you for several years."

"Once you checked in with the office with who you are and your team found out who my stalker was, I was informed. If this person was aware that you and the team knew - which led to me knowing - would cause you harm," I said. "It’d became dangerous because if you knew, we'd have to pull the protection from me and get you the protection instead. They had a manifesto explaining everything."

"Wow. Sounds crazy," he said. "Crazy like a fantasy."

"Here," I said taking my work phone out of my purse. "You recognize this phone; you've seen this countless times."

"Hello?" he asked as my work phone rang. "Giuseppe Gargiulo. December 19, 1975.  Badge number 18345."

There was a long silence from George as I knew that Ian Marlowe - my partner - was confirming what I told George.

"Thank you, sir," George said, hung up and handed me my work phone back. "I'm sorry that I doubted you."

"Thanks," I said. "I'm heading back to the hotel. Ian told me that I can get the hotel room upgraded; it'll be a suite of sorts. He did most of the arranging. Two separate beds in two private sleeping area, two bathrooms but a common kitchen and living room. I'll make sure that you're aware of the room number."

I grabbed my stuff and left George there. As I turned my head back to look at him, his head was in his hands. I knew that when I got back to the hotel that Ian would be there for George. I knew George wasn't the George that I knew. Giuseppe has an identical twin named Giovanni. Giovanni has been in and out of prison and psychiatric hospitals....Giovanni has been committing crimes and has recently been diagnosed with schizophrenia. 

You may be asking how I knew that the man across from me was Giovanni. It was because he had a gold tooth on his first pre-molar tooth; it was visible any time that he smiled...which was more frequently than George.

Vince

Vince swung by to pick me up the other night to take me to dinner at this recommended restaurant but as we were eating, we were shocked because the food wasn’t as good as we were both told. We just finished what we’d ordered - appetizers - when we asked for the bill. Once paid, we left and ended up grabbing fast food. We ate in his car as we headed back to the hotel. Thankfully, he cracked his windows to help air out his car. He grabbed my overnight bag and my travel mug of water while I grabbed my purse and the garbage from dinner. I saw a garbage can in the lobby so I tossed the garbage in that garage can.

Vince led me to the room he had. I smiled and took his offered hand. The elevator ride took a few minutes since we had the only room on the top floor. We got out and he swiped the key card into the slot and let me in first then followed me in. He put my stuff in closet and went to the mini fridge to grab us some water. I took a few sips before turning to see that half the room was filled with my birth month’s flower.

“Thank you, Vin,” I said before I hugged him. “Very sweet of you to grab flowers for me!”

“You’re welcome, baby,” he said as he kissed me and wrapped his arms around me. “I love you.”

I started unbuttoning and unzipping my pants and then Vince followed my lead. We were undressed and on the bed in no time at all. As I laid on my back, he kissed and caressed my body, lingering on my breasts. I moaned his name and spread my legs for him. He climbed on top of me and inserted his hard penis in my wet apex and started sliding his penis in and out of me. 

He screwed me like that for over an hour and he filled me with his seed several times. As he filled me up the umpteenth time, I wrap my legs around him and flip us over so I’m on top. I start grinding against him and riding him, he climaxed again. I gently climbed off  of him.

“Is this what you wanted?” I asked as I pulled my phone out of my purse to order a car but texted George instead. “Did you take me to a nice restaurant and then fill half of the hotel room full of flowers that I’m super allergic to in order to bed me?”

"I didn't realize that you're allergic to flowers,' he said.

"I am asthmatic - to which you are well aware of - plus I am allergic to pollen!" I exclaimed as I got dressed. "You ever see me use my rescue inhaler, use a nasal spray for allergies, pop a Zyrtec? Especially after being given flowers…?”

"Well, yeah...." he said.

"Put two and two together," I said as I threw on my jacket and grabbed my stuff.

I immediately put my stuff back down and searched the room thoroughly to make sure I didn't leave anything behind; which I didn't. I kissed Vince on the cheek, grabbed my stuff again and headed down the stairs....taking the elevator would make George wait even longer. The second that my foot hit the sidewalk, George pulled up. I threw my overnight bag in the backseat, climbed into the front seat and slammed the door.

"Where are we going?" George asked as he sped out of the hotel parking lot.

"I don't know but it needs to have alcohol, George, and plenty of it," I said. "You're going to need it!"

George drove us to this hole in a wall of a bar; his friend owned it and there was a standing offer for George - the booth that's the furthest from any other table and booth was his and no one could use it unless George was there with them. He parked, got out and met me at my door - I was already out of the car and my cross-body purse across my body. He smiled, shook his head and offered his hand to me. I took his hand and followed him into the bar. 

We sat down at the booth that's unofficially his. We ordered some food - potato skins and nachos - and a pitcher of sangria. By the time the first pitcher of sangria was empty and halfway through the second pitcher when he asked what was going on.

"George, I know that I should call you Giuseppe but I know you as George," I started. "An old lover of mine knew who you are as you were in the military together and knew that you went into the protection services but mostly for diplomats. There was some sociopathic psychopath stalking me and that's why my former lover hired you. The more that you drove Vince and I, and the more I got to know you, I realized that you have multiple identities due to your work for the several agencies that you work for."

"Deppgrl?" he said. "How do you know my true identity? No one calls me Giuseppe but my mother because she doesn't know exactly what I do."

"I know this because I am one of your bosses," I said.

"What?" he asked

Thinking of shutting this blog down for good

I have so much going on right now that I don't know if I can maintain this blog. Things are rough financially and health wise for me, health wise for family members and other circumstances that has me so stressed out that I don't know if I can upkeep this blog.

Some reflection

I think it’s time for me to step away from both Vic and Vin temporarily – if not permanently. One is so in love with me that it's smothering me, but I am out of love with him. One is married and won’t be leaving his wife for me no matter what. The first being Vince and of course, the second being Vic. I have loved them both to some degree over the years but in different ways.

I thought that at one point, Vince and I would marry but thankful that we didn’t. I still care for him and about him to an extent but we’re so different from where we are now in comparison to what we were five years ago. I have so much more to give but what I can’t do is give it to him. I am more than a wife and mother, though. I can’t sit at home and raise the kids – he’s retired so he could, but he wouldn’t. I need to be at work and get paid for the work that I do. Not knocking being a parent because that’s many jobs in one – I just don’t think being a parent is for me.

Years ago, thought that Vic *might* leave his wife for me but since he’s proven to me in the past that he won’t. He hadn’t left her years ago and he won’t now. Does he love me? No, he doesn’t. Does he love being intimate with me? Yes. If he left her for me, what says that he won’t do to me that he does to her…. cheating on me? No. I can’t do that, nor do I want that. It was great when we were together, but I barely think of him or about him when I am not with him.

Many of you are probably wondering about Matteo and George. I blocked Matteo due to him still in love with me and wanting to marry me....he's a bit overwhelming. He’s a great choice; tall, handsome, smart, fantastic in bed, great driver, amazing kisser but even better dancer, great cook but not so great at baking however, I don’t feel the same about him as he does for me. He will make another woman happier than he could make me.

George? George is a decent guy but nothing more than a few nights of mediocre sex. I am still not fully sure who he is exactly, but I know that he worked in my country’s government on some kind of protection team for high-ranking government officials and diplomats. The only thing that my government wants from me is my money; I have no secrets, nor have I done anything significant to be noticed. What I *do* know is that my old lover, Javi, has reached out to George and asked George to keep an eye on me. And paid a handsome amount of money to do so.

I am in no danger or anything of the like however, I am clumsy as all get out. I trip over my bare feet going upstairs while holding onto a handrail. I guess George was hired or used as a favor to make sure that whomever I was dating and/or sleeping with wouldn’t hurt me.

I haven’t spoken to Javi in a long time; not in years. I hope he is doing well. We didn't end well and we didn't end badly either. We had a FWB/situationship - which we were both fine with -  and he found a woman that he was romantically interested in and started dating her. I wish them the best.

Needing to be a little extra careful

I do my best to remember to take my meds - especially my birth control - but sometimes I forget. The couple of days, I’d forgotten to take my BC. Two days ago, I started ovulating. Last night, I was at Vic’s  

I had my legs spread for him all night long. He took his time licking, sucking and biting my apex. I was screaming in pleasure and squirming. Vic knows when I’m ovulating when my nipples are twice their normal size, the sensitivity of my large breasts and I cannot get enough of him. 

Before I arrived last night, Vic picked up a few box of condoms; we both hate condoms but since he’s married to someone else, he doesn’t want any more kids. 

We still have some condoms left and going to take the opportunity to use them.

I can’t sit down for a little bit

I spent a few hours last night with Vince and we both had a great time. He filled up my apex with his seed then he spent the rest of the time riding my ass. He had me bent over his couch, kitchen counters, tables and bed. 

I can’t sit without being sore and I love it. 

Vin

Despite getting over being sick (sinus infection and dual ear infection), I still had some fun adult times with both Vic and Vince - individually, of course. Earlier the other day, I had a migraine and my severe chronic lung disease was acting up so I took my meds for both. Still not feeling too great, I went to urgent care. They couldn't do too much for me as I already did what they were going to do. They did set me up to an IV for electrolytes and they gave me a different treatment for my lung disease - both seemed to help a bit.

Thankfully, I was able to leave at a reasonable time. I went home. I showered, napped and eventually woke up to a text from Vince. He texted me that he was in the area and wanted to see if I wanted to meet up. I called him to say that I would need about 45 minutes and I'd meet him where he was. He told me that he'd pick me up in an hour and have a bag packed in case I need to spend the night. I chuckled and said OK. I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair and got dressed. I threw an oversized shirt in my bag, toiletries, a few clean panties and two changes of clothes - one for a casual dinner and one for a nicer restaurant. 

The last few things I grabbed were my keys, wallet, purse, phone and charger. By the time I was ready, Vince knocked on the door then used his key to enter my place. He came in, took his shoes off, smiled and bent down to kiss me.

"Hey, doll," he said. "Ready? Parents have the cat and dogs?"

"Hi, old man," I chuckled. "Yep! Plus their toys, food, treats and everything else that they need and desire!"

Vince laughed so hard and said that they all need and desire are food, pets/belly rubs, treats and their favorite toys. I agreed as I laughed. Vince grabbed my overnight bag while I grabbed my purse. As we exited my house, he used his key to lock up. The neighbor of my duplex looked at me weirdly and I had to chuckle.

"This is my friend, Vince. I know you've seen a ton of people - fine, men! - in and out of my place and heard many of them. He as full access to my place and permission to enter at any time."

My neighbor nodded their head and went into their side of the duplex. Vince put my bag in the back of his car, came around to the passenger side of my car, opened the door for me. I got in and he carefully closed the door once he checked that it was safe to do so. I buckled up, tossed my phone in my purse and smiled when Vince got behind the wheel.

"Where are we headed, babe?" I asked as rested my hand on his leg as he put the car into gear and headed to the hotel. "Anything fun planned?"

"Nothing terribly exciting, beautiful. Just us, a few books, movies, dinner and drinks somewhere and maybe some time in bed?" he said as he smiled. 

I fell asleep in the 20 minute drive to the hotel that Vince booked. He gently woke me up when we got to the hotel. Again, he grabbed my overnight bag and I grabbed my purse. As we were heading in, he took my hand, gave my hand a squeeze then lead us up the suite that booked for us. There was a mini kitchen in the suite. He stored my bag in the closet and I placed my purse on the counter. 

"Want anything to drink? I have bottled water, juice, beer...?" he asked.

"Just water and one of your wonderful hugs," I said. "I know that the last time we were together, we talked about not having sex. We’ll play it by ear, ok? I don’t want you to feel like I’m leading you on.”

“Ok, beautiful,” he smiled as he got a bottle of water for me. I thanked him. 

We chatted for a few minutes before we decided to go for tacos for dinner. I touched up my makeup and followed Vin to his car. He drove an hour north to this place he’s heard great things about. After parking and getting out of the car, he opened the car door for me. He gave me his hand and helped me out of his car. 

Going full circle twenty odd years later, I tripped. Vince caught me, pulled me tight into his arms and gently kissed me. I opened my mouth to deepen the kiss. He pulled away some minutes later trying to catch his breath. 

“I want you right now but you’re worth more than a quick time in the back seat,” he said, kissing me at the top of my head. “Let’s get something to eat, ok?”

I nodded and followed him inside the restaurant. Once we were sat at our table, the server came over to take our order. We ordered fried dumplings, egg rolls, spring rolls, wonton soup, beef and broccoli, chicken and broccoli, sesame chicken, and sweet and sour chicken. As our apps came out, our waters were refilled and we were given hot green tea. 

We had a great time talking during dinner that night. I knew at that moment that I was no longer in love with him however, I’d still love him to a certain extent. For the most part, he treated me well but I’m not the woman he needs in his life. 

When the conversation was dwindling, we asked for the food to be wrapped up. Vince paid the bill as I went to get the car. When I pulled up to the front of the restaurant, I left the car the car running, got out of the car and into the front passenger seat; he’d drive us back. I leaned back to put the food on the floor behind his seat and grabbed a sweatshirt that he left on the backseat.

I got myself situated back in my seat, buckling the seatbelt then covering myself with his sweatshirt. He hopped in, buckled up and asked if I was ready to head back. I said that I was and he drove us back. I knew that he wanted to rest his hand on my leg/knee but he was tired and he knew something changed between us during dinner. Not even 10 minutes into the drive, I fell asleep.

“DUDE!! Be careful” Vince hissed. “Please carry her up to my room, Matteo. It’s the second door on the left. I’ll be up there in a moment.”

“Relax,” Matteo replied, unaware that I was awake. "I've had this beautiful and precious and curvy woman in my arms before. I don't trust you to carry her!"

"I don't trust you enough to carry her!"

"Vince, any louder and you'll wake her!" Matteo whispered. "We both love her but we don't trust the other."

Vince grumbled in the background as he followed Matteo and I upstairs. Matteo laid me down on the bed gently and kissed the top of my head. I heard him say something to Vince but couldn't make it out. I fell back asleep before Matteo even left the room.

Vic

I went to Vic’s for a few quick rounds last night but I ended up staying the night. He filled up my apex and he spewed his seed down my throat a few times as well. 

We smoked a few joints together and then he roughly mounted my apex from behind. Vic shagged me as roughly as he mounted me. He reached around me to squeeze my breasts as hard as he could. We both climaxed together when he pinched my engorged nipples. I screamed as I felt his seed hit the walls of my cervix. 

“Si, mi amor,” Vic moaned as he released a MASSIVE load of his seed in me. “Yessssssssss, bebé. YESSSSSSSSSS!”

“Yessssss, Papí,” I moaned as my apex clenched around his pulsating and twitching penis. “Fill me up!”

“Yessssssssss, Mamacita!” Vic screamed. “Dios mío, amore!”

“¡Dame!” I grunted as I swiveled my hips. 

We climaxed hard together, screaming each other's names. Soon after, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept through the night.

In the morning, Vic kissed me to wake me and offered to make breakfast for me. I thanked him for the offer but declined. He looked a little disappointed but he understood that breakfast usually isn't my thing. I got up, showered and got dressed in some clothes I packed. 

I walked around his place to make sure that I had everything that I came with and I did. When I went back downstairs, I drank some juice and kissed him good bye on the cheek, grabbed my stuff and headed home.

A visit from Vince

Early afternoon of New Year’s Eve, Vince came by with a bouquet of my favorite flowers and a bottle of champagne. As I put the stunning flowers in a vase, Vince popped the champagne and poured us some in some champagne flutes that I have. We clinked glasses and drank our champagne. He poured us a few glasses so it wouldn’t lose its bubbles; it was about 3 or 4 half filled champagne flutes for each of us

When I put my champagne flute down, Vince bent down, brushed my hair out of my face and kissed me; slowly sliding his tongue into my mouth. As we kissed, he pulled me closer to him. I could feel his hardening penis. 

“Want to go upstairs?” I asked when I kissed him back.  

“Yes, my love,” he said. 

Vince took me by my hand and led me to my room. We continued to kiss as we took our clothes off. I started to stroke his hard penis as he was pinching my nipples. I got on the bed, laid down on my back and spread my legs for Vin. He fingered my apex to see how ready I was. Once he felt that I was ready enough, he gently slid his penis in me. 

Vince slowly shagged me as he pinched my nipples. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us over. I rode his glorious penis until he fully drained himself in my apex. He rolled us back over. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Forty five minutes later, Vince woke me up by kissing me. 

"Hey, baby. Sleep ok?" he asked. "I've missed you so much."

"Hey, old man. I slept ok. Did you?" I asked with a smile on my face. "I missed you too."

"What do you want to do about dinner, babe? Take out?"

"Let's get showered. I feel like going out. What do you want to eat?"

"As long as we shower together! Maybe? Ha ha ha! I want to eat you!"

"Dude, seriously?" I asked as I got up from the bed. "Pizza? Thai?"

"Seriously, dude?" he asked. "I am up for pleasuring you!”

“I know,” I said as I kissed him. “We’ll figure it out when we leave. It’s time to shower!”

We showered together. During the shower, he pushed me against the wall, tilted my hips towards him, he slid into my apex from behind and screwed me hard. He climaxed in my apex several times before pulling out. I turned off the water, grabbed our towels and we dried off. We hung our towels up then headed to my room to get dressed.

As we were getting dressed, we still couldn't figure out where to eat so we figured we'd go to the restaurant that we get to first. We got to this restaurant - what my parents' generation would call a "greasy spoon" - that I'd seen and passed by many times before since moving here but haven't been to. He parked and we headed in. He took a look at the menu when I popped into the bathroom - our normal recognizance mission. The bathroom was spotless and one could tell that it was recently cleaned. When I was walking back to Vince, he gave me one of his winks and smiles that made me fall in love with him when I was in my early 20s. I knew that we'd both enjoy the food here.

We were seated and ordered a few beers, a few appetizers and two different burgers. He ordered his medium rare with onions and blue cheese and I ordered mine medium rare with onions, pepper jack cheese and pickles. Both of our burgers came with fries. I added cheese and gravy to mine - a "specialty" from where I lived for the first 41 1/2 years of my life.

When we were eating, we talked about what this meant to us; the sex, dinner and him spending the night with me. Vince said that he still had hope for us and that he still wanted us to work out; despite our past he still loves me. I told him that with everything - us being on and off, fighting about having kids, fighting about getting married, him cheating on me - I still love him very much but I don't see it working out between us however, I wanted to try to remain friends with him if he was up for it. 

Clearly, my answer wasn't what he wanted but he understood it and respected it. He proceeded to ask me how I wanted the rest of the night to go with sleeping arrangements would be. I told him that he's more than welcome to spend the night in my bed but sex would be off the table. He sighed and said that would be fine with him and that he doesn't want to pressure me into doing something that I don't want to do OR just may regret doing at a later time. I knew that he wanted more but he knew better not to push me in doing something that I both want and don't want.

After paying the bill, we headed back to my place. We changed into our pajamas, threw on a movie and had some wine. Eventually. tiredness overcame us so we went to bed. 

Vince? George? Or Vic?

Early yesterday morning, Vince called to see if I’d spend the day with him in his bed. I said that I would. He said that he’d send George to pick me up. I made sure that when I got dressed, it’d purposely get George’s attention. 

George arrived about 30 minutes or so later. I got in the front seat when he arrived. He was a bit cautious but was ok with it…after I rested my hand on his leg. A minute or two later, he moved his hand from his leg to his penis. I began to rub his hardening penis. 

“We’re taking a detour,” he said. “I need you!”

He quickly found a hotel and got us a room. We stripped, got on the bed then he mounted my apex. I moaned his name. He fucked me hard and fast. In no time, we climaxed together. 

As George was spilling his seed in me, he began to hump me as hard as he could. We climaxed again several more times - each time, he shot his loads of seed in me. Thirty five minutes later, he balls were empty. We took a quick shower together; he kissed and caressed my body as he was applying moisturizing body oil on me. 

We got dressed and left the hotel. George sped to make up for the time we lost due to stopping for sex. We were 15 minutes later than the agreed arrival time but Vince didn’t care too much.

I entered Vince’s place and was warmly greeted by him. We caught up, had a few alcoholic beverages and went to his bedroom. As we were kissing, we ripped our clothes off, I got on the bed and spread my legs for him. He mounted me roughly and yes, I loved it. 

We spent hours fucking and we both climaxed often. Vince pulled out, had me get on my hands and knees and then he slammed his still hard penis in my ass. I screamed his name. Vince fucked, shagged and humped my ass. I loved it as he felt amazing as he stretched my ass.

“Fuck, baby!” Vince screamed as he slammed into my ass. “Your ass feels SO amazing and so swollen, babe. Fuck, I’m going to make you more swollen!”

Vince filled my ass with his seed several more times. I passed out as the pain was unbearable. When I came to, Vince had placed an ice pack in my ass and told me that he filled up my ass 4 times in total. 

We rested for a bit before I got on my back. I spread my legs for him. He gets situated between my legs and mounts my apex. Vince fucked me hard for several hours like this and poured countless amount of loads of his seed in my swelling apex. 

“I’ve missed this,” he grunted as he fucked me hard. “I’ve missed being between your legs, baby. God, you’re amazing!”

“So have I,” I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I have a few rounds left in me.”

Vince rode me and fucked me hard, filling up my apex with his thick seed. I thoroughly enjoyed the sex with him but looking forward to George on the way to my home. Not only is George “bigger” but he makes me climax harder than Vince can.

“One last load, babe!” he grunted as he squeezed my breasts. “It’s going to be a massive load of my seed. Fuck!! Going to make your sweet apex overflow from this load!”

Minutes later, we both climaxed hard and I felt Vince’s seed fill my cervix. It took him 5 minutes to fill me with his seed…I loved how it felt from his throbbing and pulsating penis. He groaned and moaned when the last few drops of his seed poured from him. 

We fell asleep just as we were and we slept for over an hour. Vince woke me up by shagging my apex. I moaned in pleasurable pain. We both climaxed and he filled me up again. When he pulled his penis out of me, he climaxed again spilling his seed all over his satin sheets. 

I got out of bed, showered and got dressed. By the time I was ready, George was waiting for me. He was fine with me in the front seat. On our way back to my place, we stopped at the hotel we went to earlier. We went up to his room. 

We closed and locked the door before we stripped and climbed onto the bed. George had me lay down on my stomach and and raise my hips. He ate my apex and ass from behind; I loved it. 

George mounted my apex from behind and he started fucking me like his life depended on it. In between our screams of pleasure, I begged to be fucked harder. George spend the next 45 minutes fucking me as hard as he could. He kept filling me up with his seed. He pulled out and slammed his penis deep inside of my ass. 

“Fuck!” I screamed. “Just like that, baby!”

George shagged my ass hard and fast for close to 10 minutes. A few more thrusts and we climaxed together.

“I need to get you home,” he moaned as his penis was still twitching inside of me. “There’s a surprise for you. I hope that you can use it!” 

We got up a few minutes later, showered and dressed. He drove us back to my place and dropped me off. I walked into my apartment and there stood Vic in all of his naked glory. I stripped and he carried me to my room, gently put me on my bed. I spread my legs for him. He mounted my swollen apex and fucked me gently and passionately.

Vic knew that I was sore and swollen from Vince and George but he didn't seem to be bothered by it. He screwed me the way he always wanted to....passionately and slowly. I loved it and enjoyed the climaxes more. We both each other more and the climaxes more like this.

We spent the rest of the night and part of this morning having sex. He filled up my apex thoroughly and he'll go back home to his wife. She'll know how well he pleased me by the gentle bite marks on his body and his empty balls. 

Vic

George showered, dressed and left when I’d fallen asleep. When I woke up, I put my sheets in the wash, showered, got dressed and went downstairs to eat. As I’m about to start the dishwasher, Vic called me to let me know that he’s on his way. 

I quickly run upstairs to clean and put new sheets on my bed then put the sheets that are in the washer into the dryer. The doorbell rang as I was heading downstairs. I opened the door and let him in. He came inside of my place and immediately shut the door, kissed me and carried me to the couch. He laid me down, stripped of his clothes, lifted up my skirt, spread my legs and mounted me. Vic fucked me hard and fast. 

Vic and I used every horizontal surface of my apartment to fuck. We wound up in my bed to continue to screw the rest of the day. The man had me screaming and moaning his name. I lost track of how many times he climaxed and how many times he filled me. 

George

After I rested for a bit from the night with Matteo, George called asking me if he could spend the rest of the day with me and maybe stay the night. I told him that he could. He told me that he’d be over in an hour. I cleaned, started my laundry and showered. As I was wrapping the towel around my body, George texted me to let me know he parked and that he’d use his key to let himself in.

True to his word, George let himself in and announced himself. I told him that I was still upstairs. He took the stairs 2 at a time and found me in my room. He bent down to kiss me, drew me in his arms and kissed my neck. We headed to the bed as we’re kissing and him stripping. We get on the bed - I’m on my stomach - and he mounts my swollen apex. I scream. He starts humping me slowly and rhythmically

“Yessssssss,” I moaned.  “Just like that, baby!”

“You’re so incredibly swollen and tight, baby,” he grunted as he picked up speed. “You feel so good wrapped around my penis. I could spend the rest of my days in you like this, babe!”

We climaxed so hard together. As we caught our breath, George pulled out, told me to get on my back and spread my legs for him and I did. He spent the next 45 minutes eating, licking, sucking and biting my apex. I climaxed on his tongue so many times that I lost track. Just when I thought that I couldn’t climax again, George mounted me again and took his time screwing me; he held onto my breasts for balance. 

“Yessssssssss, baby!” George moaned as he started screwing me faster. “That’s exactly how to take me, baby. We’re staying right here all day. The only breaks that we’re taking are just to rehydrate. Do you understand, baby?”

“I don’t want or need any breaks,” I whispered. “I just want us to stay like this all day, baby. My legs spread open for you and you climaxing in me.”

“Good, baby. We’re going to enjoy ourselves!”

We spent the next few hours screwing all over my place. When he was fully drained in me, we fell asleep in each other’s arms for several hours. I don’t know much about the man but I know that I enjoy being with him sexually and how much I love how he feels inside of me. 

George gently woke me around 9 pm and asked me if I wanted anything. I told him that he could join me in bed again as I want him as much as he wants me. He smiled then said that he meant food. I asked for orange juice, scrambled eggs and bacon.

“You got it, love,” he smiled. “Shower, get dressed and the food will be ready for you!”

I showered and threw on an oversized shirt then headed to the kitchen. George took one look at me, bent me over the counter, spread my legs and entered me. He fucked my apex hard and fast. We climaxed hard. I felt his seed my cervix and I climaxed again.

“I can’t stop, babe!” he grunted. “You need to eat but holy crap, your apex won’t quit!”

Fifteen minutes later, George drained himself in me. Once he was finished pouring his seed in me, he carried me to the couch then he started cooking; I soon fell asleep but I didn’t have time to sleep much as eggs and bacon are quick to cook. We ate, cleaned up the kitchen and went back to bed.

“You’re beautiful,” he muffled in between biting and sucking my breasts, as he slid his penis in my apex. “I can’t promise you forever but I can promise you that right now, we’re going to enjoy each other!” 

We spent the rest of the night screwing. George’s last load was an hour ago however, his penis is still in me and twitching, spilling his seed in me

The fun with Matteo

It took a bit for him to get out of work for the rest of the day yesterday but when he got out, he rushed to pick me up. I was outside waiting for him with an overnight bag packed. His truck was barely put in park when I got in. He put the truck in reverse and we headed to the hotel. 

When we arrived, we rushed in and up the room as he’d already checked in before he picked me up. As soon as the door was shut and locked, we stripped and got on the bed. I laid down on my back, spread my legs for him and he mounted my apex. As he was destroying my apex and rearranging my guts, he kept screaming my name. We climaxed hard and often. 

He pulled out, threw my legs over his shoulders and rammed his still hard penis in my sore ass. He shagged my ass for a little bit; climaxing often. When he pulled out, I screamed in pleasurable pain. He gently put my hips down on the bed, laid down on his stomach between my spread legs and began to eat my apex. I kept screaming his name. We got a call from reception. 

“Hello?” I moaned. “Yeah, I know that we’re being loud. If you saw the size of this man’s penis, you’d be screaming too!”

I hung up and continued to enjoy Matteo eating my apex. I climaxed many times and my juices spilled onto his tongue and his face. After my last climax, he mounted my apex and began to destroy me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us over. I rode him as fast as I could, holding onto the headboard to keep my balance. As I swiveled my hips, Matteo grabbed my hips and lifted his hips slamming his penis hard. We climaxed together and our juices flew out of me.

He rolled us back over and began to kiss and caress my body. His throbbing penis was still in me, twitching and still pouring his seed in me. I pinched both of his nipples and bit the base of his neck.

“Trying to get pregnant?” he asked as he was shagging me. “Just say the word and I’ll fuck you nonstop for a week, babe. You know that once I get you pregnant, I would fuck you day in and day out.”

“Yeah?” I asked as I bit the other side of the base of his neck. “You promise you won’t stop fucking me?”

Matteo grunted, groaned and moaned as he kept draining his heavy balls deep inside of my waiting cervix. Who knows how long he drained himself in me but we fell asleep with his penis still in me and releasing more of his seed in me.

The alarm that Matteo set woke us up about an hour later. We were entwined in each other’s arms. He kissed the top of my head, asked me to shower and get dressed. I didn’t want to as I enjoyed being held but I did as he asked. 

He eventually joined me in the shower. I smiled. We showered in silence. We got out, dried off and dressed in jeans, sneakers and sweatshirts. Before we left the room, Matteo bent down and kissed me gently. I tried to back away but he deepened the kiss.

When he finally broke the kiss, he sighed and said that after dinner he’d give me the morning after pill. I looked at him funny then realized that he said that he get me pregnant. He apologized for sharing with me something that he’d never wanted to share with me.

“I’m still not over you, babe,” he said. “I never will get over you. I love you so much.”

“Matteo…really?” I asked as I rested my head against his very chiseled chest. “I was in a long on and off relationship with a man for nearly eighteen LONG years. I was never ready to marry him despite loving him. It’s going to take some time to get over him and find myself away from him.”

“I’m not going to ask you to marry me; I asked you once and you said no,” he said. “You love me to some extent. I’m trying not to rush you to move on. Please tell me that you feel this connection that we have.”

“I’m having fun with you; enjoying our time together whether it’s dinner or in bed. It’s true that I care about you and appreciate you as a friend and person. I’m so grateful for everything you do for me. The connection that we have is lust.”

“Is it George?”

“It’s him but it’s not him.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s walk to dinner as we speak, ok?”

Matteo kissed me gently before we threw our sneakers on and me grabbing my purse. He took me by the hand and we left. When we got to the street and he lead us to where we heading to dinner. 

“So this guy…George? He’s ghosted you several times and it destroyed you; thankfully it never got as bad as the first time with what you shared. What makes him so special that you allow him back into your life but when I state that I love you, you push me away?”

“I shouldn’t have had to let him back into my life however he and I have a connection. We’re drawn to each other for some weird reason. We’re happy for the other however we see each other differently than we see ourselves. I think that despite his inability to tell me that he’s going through a tough time, he grew up in a different country and men weren’t to share their emotions and struggles as it’s a sign of weakness. Did it hurt like hell when he ghosted me? Fuck yes. I see myself as a woman who’s a classy slut, of sorts. I literally and figuratively screw around with men of MY choice but haven't been in a serious relationship since Vince. George, on the other hand, sees me as a woman who enjoys sex and believes that I'm far classier than I think that I am.”

“What about me, babe? I see myself with you and will give you everything that you want. You want a new car? It’s yours. You want to be spoiled with books every week? It’s yours. You want me? I’m yours. Baby, I love you. I just wish you could see how perfect we are for each other!”

“I care about you and I wish I could give you the life that you want but I can’t. I appreciate you so much and the fact that you love me is just incredible as I don’t see myself as marriage material for you, Matteo. You deserve more. I could care less about sports and cars and going out to dinner with friends 2 to 5 days a week. I’m a homebody. Sure, we can go out to dinner with friends once a week but let’s watch a movie at my place or yours afterwards, not a theatre. Let’s watch historical shows or read books or teach each other something or just spend a few nights a month with friends, not half the month. I’m an introvert and it takes several days for me to recharge.”

“Want me to stop being friends with my friends and give up sports?”

“Of course not! We do NOT need to be with other people almost every day of the week nor with each other 24/7. You can spend more time with them instead of trying to guilt tripping me into joining you. Besides, the most fun that we have is in bed. You don’t care much for my hobbies and I don’t care much for yours. You’ve got to understand this; you’re a smart man!”

“Look, babe. Let’s drop this for now, ok? We’re both physically spent, hungry and a bit dehydrated. Let’s taco our faces and after we taco our faces, we’ll grab greasy burgers around the corner. Sound fair?”

I nodded my head in agreement. Matteo opened the door into the taco joint, letting me go in first. He nodded to the host, he grabbed us menus and lead us to a table. As we were looking over the menus, refried beans, yellow rice, sangria, soft shell tacos and burritos were brought over to the table. We picked at what was brought to the table. Before the server left the table, Matteo ordered a few orders of churros to go. The server nodded and left. 

Matteo and I ate in silence. I was grateful for that as I was tired of this constant back and forth and it reminded me of how Vince and I went back and forth. I probably pissed Matteo off but I didn’t care too much as I have boundaries and he crossed them. When we finished, the server brought the churros over and Matteo gave the server his credit card but the server declined the card. Matteo was confused and the server said that he worked for my brother and he saw how unhappy Matteo and I were and wanted to do something nice for us. I thanked the server and gave him $30 as a tip; I knew that the cost of the food was almost triple of what I gave him. I spied the owner, nodded my head and the owner came over. 

“I know this server as he worked for my brother years ago. He’s a hard worker and busts his butt off for whomever he works for. If you make him pay for this meal or make him give up this tip, trust me…you will be reported. Trust me, this server and the rest of your staff deserve far better treatment than what you’re giving them.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said. 

I pulled out my wallet again, pulled out a business card and handed it to the server. I told him that if he needs a reference for any job any where near this restaurant, near where he currently lives or near where my brother’s restaurant was, call me. I’d make a few calls and make sure he’d get a job. He hugged me and said that he’d take me up on the offer. 

Matteo grabbed our food, took me by the hand and lead us to the burger joint around the corner. We went in and sat down at the bar. The bartender took our food and drink orders. Matteo bent down to kiss me…one of my ovaries twitched. 

We chugged our drinks. Before we could ask for our food to be packed up, the bartender brought our food in a to go bag. Matteo threw a hundred dollar bill on the top of the counter, thanked the bartender and grabbed our food. I grabbed our bag from the taco place. He took my hand and we rushed back to the hotel. 

In no time, we were in our room. We put our food in the fridge, stripped and got on the freshly made bed. I got on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. Matteo fingered my apex for a few minutes then he mounted my apex. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me hard. We were screaming and climaxing.

As he was shagging me, he leaned over to grab the bottle of lube. He poured a few drops on my ass and I couldn’t wait; I knew it would hurt but I also knew we’d both climax hard. After filling my apex with his seed, he got us some water and zinc - zinc is great for the libido of women and men - and he took one of his uncle’s erectile function pills. 

He put the water back down, grabbed the lube again, poured some on his hard penis and more on my ass and shoved his penis into my ass. I screamed in pleasure and nearly collapsed in pain. He grabbed me by the hips and started fucking my ass like it was the last thing he could ever do. I loved it and hated it. 

I loved it for the pain, the pleasure, the climax and feeling his seed being shot deep inside of me. I hated it for the pain. I screamed his name with each thrust. He called me his whore and then he told me that he loves me. Matteo fucked my ass harder and harder then he asks me to marry him. I tell him no. Three thrusts later, he climaxed in my ass for the last time and I collapsed in pleasurable pain, falling asleep. 

About 25 minutes later, I wake up on my back with my legs spread…Matteo grunting, groaning and screaming my name. He’s fucking me like he’s never fucked me before. I asked him to take it easy but he doesn’t. I know that I asked him to force himself in me. He holds both of my hands over my head and continues to fuck me as I weakly ask him to stop. He paused to ask if I was ok and I said yes - he then  continued to fuck me for a long time and he filled me. 

He pulled out of my swollen apex, slapped my ass and called me a good girl. I got out of bed, went to the couch and fell asleep. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to sleep long as I heard Matteo stroke his penis as he was watching adult videos; he was being loud. I got up, walked over to the bed and laid down, spreading my legs for him.

He mounted me and fucked me for hours. I was just laying there when he was finally spent. As he filled me up for the last time, he poured 3 loads worth of his seed in my waiting cervix. He collapsed and fell asleep with his still pulsating and throbbing penis deep inside of me.