by Tom Harem
"Yes, I'd also like to know why you need to talk to a known criminal," Tom said, intruding and standing beside me.
"We need acix bullets and, by the way, arrows too."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Kendra said. She had sat on the table and attracted the attention of most of the boys there.
"And a whip too. She's the only person we know who can find that kind of thing."
"And you were going to do it behind my back? Ashen warned me you could be unpredictable and get off the record." Tom said. He tapped his finger on his lips and looked thoughtful, sometimes frowning, "on the other hand you are right. I can't get you that kind of metal and she can. Do you really trust her? We cannot risk someone finding out where we are, how many we are, anything that puts us in danger. I'm putting my neck in the line for you."
"It's my sister. She won't betray us. She didn't do it before, and she won't do it now." Kendra said and pulled the top up.
"I trust her. We're allowed to contact her, right?" I asked.
"Yes. But don't tell anyone else. Let's keep this a secret for now. Use the rest of the day to rest and, beyond doubt, take a bath. Anyone else needs anything?"
"I have something to talk to you about." I told him and put my hand in my pocket to confirm that I still had the paper that I had picked up in his room a few days ago, "you can go ahead. This is going to be quick." I said to the girls.
Kendra walked up to me again and murmured in my ear that she would be waiting for me in the room. She didn't even give me time to answer before she joined the other girls.
"A good life, isn't it? I miss those days. Girls, boys, whatever came into the net was fish." Tom said, "But what do you have to talk with me about?"
I took the crumpled paper out of my pocket and put it in his hand. His eyes rolled from one end of the paper to the other and then he looked at me again.
"Where did you get this?" He asked me and saved the paper in his pocket.
"It was on the floor of your living room. The girls don't know about this. What happened?"
"None of you were supposed to find out. This can't get out of here, James. Are we clear?" Tom said, and I agreed, "We had a team following Maggie's father. They were transmitting new information to us at least once every hour. Suddenly, they stopped reporting it. We tried calling several times, but nothing either. We found them two days later floating in the river. Their bodies were sent to the normal police and we had to use the little influence we have to collect them before more people knew and the news spread."
"And you didn't think it was a good idea to share that with us? Do you know where her father is now?"
"We have no idea. He's not home and none of our spies have heard anything. We also know that Shimmer already knows he's being followed. Things aren't going well on our side."
"True. But what about the poll? We heard that in the main building. People still trust the Hunters, it's not as bad as it looks." I said, "Who's that group over there?"
"Just because the poll was positive doesn't mean it can't change. We're on a tightrope and the Reapers know it. One false move and we'll throw it all away." Tom answered me and sighed, "volunteers. All of them went through a selective period in which they were investigated and went through many interviews. I'm showing them the place."
"What about the albino, did you hear anything else? I see. The more the merrier, I presume."
"He's gone, too. There are reports that he locked himself in his condominium in the new black market, but we don't know where he is. Maybe tomorrow you can figure that out."
"We'll try. You know, Lipa's just a product of her childhood. She's not as bad as you might think."
"The girl who killed 10 cops at once isn't as bad as she looks?" Tom asked me, the black eyes carved into my chest as if he was trying to pierce my soul.
I thought for a brief moment before I confessed that I didn't know that. Maybe she'd changed, at least it was what I said to myself. I did not see that girl I had met, who had called her sister as soon as she heard that the council had been attacked, killing 10 people unless it was necessary.
"You didn't really think she was one of the most wanted just for smuggling guns, did you? Just because she cares about her sister, about her own blood, doesn't mean she wants to know about the rest of you. Don't forget that." Tom told me.
"I suppose you're right. Let's see how it goes tomorrow." I answered him. Kendra was waiting for me and I couldn't stay there the rest of the afternoon, "I'm going to go. Don't worry, this conversation will remain between us."
"I hope so. Let me know what the girl said and what day you're meeting her. Don't tell me where and when. The less I know the better. Ashen trusted you too and I do too, but don't think I'm going to risk my whole career for you." He said it and turned his back. He had already taken the first step when I stretched out my arm and put my hand on his left shoulder.
"What about Ashen? How's he doing?"
"Better. He's still not well, but he's getting better over time. According to the latest tests, he'll be fine in two or three weeks. Knowing him well, in a week and a half he'll be out here, ready for the next one. He never liked to be still." Tom said and, for the first time that day, wept a slight smile.
We went on opposite paths. I still heard him telling the young people to keep walking and explaining to them the breaks we had and how each one was entitled to one doughnut a day. I climbed the stairs, filled with vigor and with my chest raised, knowing what was waiting for me up there. At least that was what I thought. When I opened my bedroom door, my eyes captured an image that I knew, there, at that moment, would never come out of my memory again. The four girls on the floor, half-naked, lying on a fine white kitchen towel...
Chapter XV
"I thought it was better this way." Kendra said and winked at me, "While you were talking to Tom, we all agreed on this. None of us mind sharing you. And speaking of me alone, I kind of like it. There's something captivating about watching you sweat while you make someone else moan and I watch, you know?" She added and licked her light red lips.
"I'm not much of a sharer, but I think you'll be the exception" Elisa commented before getting up and letting her bra fall off.
The rest of them did, too. Breasts of different sizes but all of them oversized except for Victoria who had medium but slightly rounder boobs. It was an all-tastes buffet and I was about to enjoy it to the fullest. There were stiff nipples, some with the bigger aureola and even tits that reached the navel. It was paradise, an aphrodisiac dream I had never thought would happen in real life. Elisa gave me her hand and pulled me over to them. They were hungry and needed to quench their thirst too. Vic took my shirt off while Maggie took off my belt and Kendra unbuttoned my pants. Elisa's warm lips touched mine. I bit them and she smiled, tossing her head back with her mouth half open as if she was just a second away from uttering a long moan. My pants went down to my knees. Elisa's body was rubbing against mine, her nipples getting hard and rubbing against my chest.
"Is this really going to happen?" I asked, still perplexed. There were only smudges and clippings from that time at Elisa's house but now I was sober, and they were 4 instead of 3.
Maggie's lips were the first to slide down my dick. I was semi-erect, but it actually got as hard as a rock in her mouth. It went from the bottom of her throat to the right side of her cheek until she repositioned it. It was like her cheeks were air-filled, but she had nowhere to puff it. Vic and Kendra enjoyed my balls; they licked them and then put them in their mouths until they couldn't anymore. Their saliva ran down their chin, and when they learned, it went on its way through their facial contours, going from their cheeks to the nooks and crannies of their eyes and finally to their foreheads. It didn't take them long for their faces to be almost unrecognizable. The blurred makeup, the black and moist color as if it were tears that flooded their faces. Elisa was now kissing my neck, traveling it from one end to the other, sometimes twisting her tongue on the most sensitive parts.
The tip of her tongue seemed to carry small shocks that would spread until my fingers curled. My chest would rise, and my hot breath would grace Elisa's ears. There was no shame in that room. The world out there was no match for us. The trust we had in each other grew with each licking, every time our lips met halfway along the way, or the symphonic orchestra that was the moaning mix. Victoria took Maggie's place and started sucking me nonstop, her head bobbing, her red hair falling over her head and covering her face. Kendra and Maggie kissed each other for the first time, their breasts being flattened on each other, between youthful smiles, lip bites and neck squeezes. Elisa squeezed her own nipples and moaned, her panting breath ringing in my right ear. The room looked huge, almost endless as if the walls had distanced themselves to give us space. We weren't worried about the noise we made or even if we got caught.
"Let's go to bed," I told them, and they moved away.
The saliva was dripping off my dick with every step I took. There was still a thin white thread that appeared to be getting bigger but kept sticking to the skin. I lay on the bed and waited for them to come closer. Elisa was the first and she sat on me. She was wet enough to slide down smoothly. She was tight and with each roar the walls tightened even more. Maggie and Kendra were each beside me, kneeling on the bed, leaning and putting their tits in my mouth while kissing each other necks. Vic was in the corner of the bed, gazing at us as she masturbated furiously, her tiny fingers rubbing her rosy flesh and her bulging clitoris. She wriggled her head, moaning louder and louder, the fluids wetting the bed and her eyes rolling over. Elisa bounced on me, her head tilted back as she begged for more.
"Don't stop, don't stop." She said, nearly breathless.
I grabbed her ass and pulled her close to me, helping her move me even faster. Our bodies had special chemistry; they fitted perfectly, and I felt every movement of her hip in my being. It was a crazy carnival of pure pleasure and long-lasting climaxes.
"I'm cumming," Elisa said, sweat running down her face, her cheeks reddish and her tits bouncing.
A few seconds later she calmed down and thanked me. She got up and switched places with Vic who was already dripping from her pussy.
"Make sure there's enough for me," Kendra said.
Maggie was fingering her, with her slightly bent fingers, rubbing them on her g-spot until Kendra gripped the sheets so tightly that she ripped them off. Lust had no end. At that moment, with Victoria there, leaning against me, riding me, my mind sailed. I tried to hold on to that place; the soft fragrance of her perfume, their bodies touching each other, their smooth skins and the sound of her splashing on top of me, but I was already well beyond them. I wondered if my dad had had a chance at it too. If he had put it aside or if he had betrayed my mother, if those long days when he only came home at dawn had more than one reason to exist.
"Now me." Kendra said, "Let's see if I haven't lost my grasp on this yet."
I woke up just in time to see her sitting on me. She had the biggest ass and the edges covered my legs. It was hard to focus with her moaning in my ear. She bit my ear while she was doing it. I tried to think of something else for a brief moment, just enough to last a few more minutes. I had to hold on. I told her to get up and put her on all fours and fucked her like that. Each thrust harder, the hands gripping her hips until my fingers were branded on her white skin and pulling her black hair until she tilted her head.
"I missed this." She screamed, "Don't... don't stop, please." She said, her voice failing her, becoming increasingly acute.
Victoria got up, walked to Kendra, and laying her hands on her shoulders, began to shove her towards me. Her butt touched my belly once in a while and my dick was throbbing towards the end.
"I'm almost there," I told her, going even faster, even harder, until I felt a chill go down my spine as I was coming, and my hands trembled. I ended up finishing inside her and walked away, witnessing the liquid slide down her reddish lips and running down her leg. Elisa asked her to get closer and to bend before her. She licked my thick white liquid and swallowed what she could, a trail sticking out of her corner lips.
"That was... great," Maggie said, still sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, masturbating.
"I really needed it," Kendra said between fast, breathless breaths.
"You should have invited me to this group sooner," Vic said and we all laughed.
The bodies shone with sweat, pink cheeks, and the sex scent, of animal instincts that had used us as guinea pigs there.
"We should take a shower," Vic said, "My legs are still shaking." She added.
"She's right. I like her." Kendra said and leaned against one of the walls, already with her panties in her hand, "Better say this before I forget but my sister said to meet her tomorrow. She sent the location."
"Isn't it the same place as last time?" I asked her.
"No. They must have moved the black-market place after everything that happened" Kendra answered me.
"It was the least they could do." I replied, "Do you think she can help us?"
"I'm sure she can. Although I don't like having to resort to her. It makes her feel cocky, you know? As if she wasn't enough already."
"We have no one else to turn to. Don't think I like this either." I told her.
They picked up their clothes. All they wore was their panties and their T-shirts. The white, soft legs were still glistening as well as the faces and the rest of the bodies, especially the zone below the breasts. They all gave me a mouth kiss before leaving my room. I seized the silence to lie on the bed, over the sheets, staring at the ceiling, hands under my head thinking about what had happened. The images were replaying themselves in my mind. The lips going down my length, touching my skin, them bouncing on my dick, and even Elisa licking up my liquid of Kendra's pussy. I released a wow that no one else heard and then I got up. I wore my boxers and pants and left the room.
When I entered the bathroom, I could hear the water running on the other side of the wall as well as the girls' laughter. I pictured them bathing together, groping, the water running down their tits.
I let the shower drip while I was taking off my clothes. The water heated up and the steam coated the space like a grayish, warm mist. I took a quick shower and went back to my room. They were still bathing.
The rest of the day went by in a heartbeat. We dined together in the canteen, where a dozen more people were eating the same mixture that they claimed was puree, the semi-fried potatoes, and the undercooked meat.
I hadn't slept well for several nights but there was something different tonight. Kendra's return and the poll had left a sweet taste in my mouth, the feeling that good times were upon us. The long-awaited bonanza after the storm that had engulfed us. My last thought was how surprised I still was with Keno having a girlfriend. The boy who didn't treat anyone well turned out to be spending time listening to love music for someone. I suppose everyone has their weakness and I had four.
Chapter XVI
I woke up the next day with someone knocking on the door. That banging noise was already becoming a habit.
"Who is it?" I screamed, having zero desire to get up. My eyes were half-closed, my body ached, and my lips were dry.
"It's me, Kendra." She said, "May I come in?"
"Yes," I said, "Come in."
As soon as she stepped in, I asked her if everything was okay. She had a dull look like she hadn't been sleeping much and was building up the courage to tell me something. Eyes as black as two putrid rubies that popped out on her pale skin.
"My sister texted me." She said as she came in, "the same as always. That I should be careful and to not be followed."
"We all have to be careful. We don't know if there's a spy here." I said, "We got to get going, don't we?"
"Yes. The other girls are already up. They're pouring water on their faces."
"How about you? Why are you here? Is something wrong?" I asked her, tapping the bed as a sign for her to sit there.
"No
big deal. I'm still getting used to this life again. At the hospital at this hour, I'd still be asleep. But at least I can walk now. I was tired of being still." She said, looking calmer than usual, "Well, I just came to wake you up." She said and turned to the door when she was halfway through.
"Kendra, wait, is there anything you want to share with me?" I asked her.
She paused before answering, "No, thank you. I'll be quick too. You should do the same."
She left my room and was careful when closing the door so she wouldn't slam it.
I got dressed, cleaned my face and teeth and went down the stairs. They were already waiting for me. Some of the boys from the previous day's group were already sitting at the desks, pressing the computer keys, the robotic boredom wrapping the whole room. There wasn't even a sign of Tom. His office door was closed.
"Are you ready?" I asked them.
They all nodded. We headed for the living room. It was empty, two boxes of doughnuts in the trash can and a slight coffee scent perfuming it. Each of us picked up a doughnut before we sat on the couches and cushions. Kendra told us that Lipa was expecting us in Okinawa and that, just like last time, she had to go first before we showed up.
"Do you have to do that white-spot jumping stunt, too?" Maggie asked her.
"Yeah. It's my way of letting her know there's no cops or Hunters around. We've had that system for years," Kendra replied.
Between chewing the fluffy doughnut dough and drinking sips of water and lemonade we had little time to talk. We hadn't finished when another Hunters team showed up. Two boys, one of them with black hair overlaid with a green mix that dripped onto the white t-shirt, the black pants, and even the wind glove. I had never seen one of those before. A gold coating covered his slender wrist and a transparent crystal was held horizontally by two thin strips of metal. The boy next to him laughed with his yellowish smile, pausing just to scratch the undercut on the right side of his hair. Around his waist was a kind of belt, for lack of a better word, where he had dozens of metal shurikens. Blood dripped from some into the torn black pants and others were just muddy. They were both level D, almost in C, which the girl was already at. She was silent, her eyes amber in the light, greenish in the dark, traveling across our faces, while we were still shredding the food. Her purple hair was caught in a ponytail, but, nonetheless, the sword's gray grip gleamed behind the colored threads.
