Acts of Congress

by Red Snapper

  “Acts of Congress”

  A Novel

  Redsnapper

  Mission, Kansas, USA

  Midwest Publishing Group, LLC

  Mission, Kansas 66202-1499

  www.redsnappersplayhouse.com

  Acts of Congress - Copyright © 2011 Redsnapper

  All Rights Reserved, including the rights to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. For information, address Midwest Publishing Group, LLC, and Mission, Kansas 66202-1499

  This book is the work of fiction. Names, characters, place, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons is entirely coincidental.

  Manufactured in the United States of America

  Cover Art by HotBookCovers.com - Newark, N.J.

  Edited by: Ms. Sweet

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  ISBN-13: 9780615461755

  ISBN-10: 0615461751

  Dedication

  To Davitta L. Hanson, thank you cousin for your inspiration and belief in my writing abilities!

  Also By Redsnapper

  Scandalous Motives

  Scandalous Motives: Relentless Ambitions

  Scandalous Motives: Heartless Reactions

  Memoirs of a Creole Crime Cartel:

  The Origin of Tangie Laurie

  Contagious Lust: An Anthology

  Seductive Company

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  Curse of the Nocturnal Seductress

  Acknowledgements

  First, I give thanks to the almighty…Yahweh, thank you for being my inspiration and my salvation. Without you in my life, I would not exist.

  To my dear friend, Shay Nolon: Thank you for listening to me as I ranted about my vision and this wonderful undertaking and for having faith in me. You’ve helped me to make my dreams of publishing an action packed fiction novel a reality. As you know, I love writing, whether it is writing erotica, a paranormal or a mystery and I will always love this art. It is my hope that we continue to venture on many other projects in the near future. Keep up your good work as well and never give up your dream. To my dearest, the love of my life, Angela R. Washington-Thomas, PhD I am so in love with you…you are my inspiration and I love you deeply…Thank you for your support and believing in my dreams and most of all the love you give me in return.

  To my other family and friends, especially to my cousin Davitta L. Hanson, thank you for your continuous support and for having faith in me. Thank you for giving me great ideas for this novel and for your continued belief in me. You are an inspiration and you are one of many reasons I continue to strive for excellence.

  To all of my fans: Without you, there is no Redsnapper. I enjoy giving you what you crave and I try to give you nothing but the best. Thank you for your support and comments. Please continue to write reviews. Stay tuned for upcoming projects in the coming year.

  Prologue

  Across town in one of the Longworth House Congressional office buildings, the television was broadcasting the evening news while two distinguished gentlemen, watched it vigilantly.

  “Congressman Thomas Whetstone has always been a major figure in politics since the mid-1970s, but recent controversies are beginning to overshadow that legacy as we have just learned that the body of a young African-American woman was found dead in his Washington D.C. villa early this morning. Although the Congressman was now present when the body was discovered, we have not been able to get a statement from him or his camp as of this time...”

  The newscaster continued with the breaking news while the Congressman’s page quickly strolled into his office with a fresh pot of coffee, sat it down on the service counter and then swiftly rambled out of the office. He sat there at his desk while his most trusted administrative assistant of twenty plus years; Jake Towson tried to console him and make sense of all of this.

  “Look Thom...you know this doesn’t look good...why’d you let that crazy ass bitch stay at your apartment while you were away? Could this be the work of some idiot, that’s trying dreadfully hard to get your Congressional seat in the upcoming election? Hell, Thomas…this doesn’t look good for us at all…shit, man?”

  The Congressman heave a sigh while he stood up and immediately commenced to pace the floor while he continued to observe the story unfolding on the television. He glanced at Jake as if he received an epiphany, which immediately made him blurt out senseless jargon, “I don’t know how to explain this one...I just...”

  Jake promptly interrupted him, “Look...we just got out of some deep shit with those allegations of you taking large amounts of your campaign contributions and using them to travel to the Caribbean two years ago now this fuckin’ problem all of a sudden surfaces...we’ve got to think fast Thomas…we must think about this.”

  He turned toward Jake while he responded, “You’re damn right we need to think fast…Isn’t that what I pay you for…to fuckin’ think fast?”

  As soon as he said that, the office telephone began to ring off the hook. Jake groaned as he responded; “Well...now the fun begins…who the fuck is that?”

  The Congressman glanced at the caller ID and immediately noticed that it was his lovely wife of thirty-five years.

  He groaned heavily while he thought about how he would explain this dilemma to her and his daughter who was presently vacationing in Southern Europe. He knew it would be a matter of time before the news reached her there and he wanted to protect them from the media but it was too late while he hinted to Jake that it was his wife Abigail on the telephone. Abigail Hiltson-Whetstone, daughter of an enormously influential business tycoon who made his fortune during prohibition wasn’t new to this kind of rumormongering. For years, she knew that her husband’s sexual inclination was tremendously elevated for younger women and this incident was not a surprise to her. Thomas heaved a sigh while he slowly positioned the receiver toward his ear.

  “Hello…Abigail, my dear. How are you doing, sweetheart?”

  Before he could go on with his pathetic assertion she commenced to express her opinion firmly into the telephone, “Well Thomas…I guess your cock has finally gotten you in a predicament this time, huh? I told you if any of your bullshit got out and tarnished my family or our daughter’s reputations in any kind of way, shape, or form that I’d leave your ass for sure…what part of that statement didn’t you understand?”

  While he promptly tried to explain his position, he was completely unsuccessful because all he could now hear was the intonation of the dial tone ringing in his despairing ear. He gazed over toward Jake with a pitiful countenance on his face while he spoke, “We need to fix this shit and we need to get it done before I make a statement to the press.”

  Jake exhaled heavily then replied, “Look Thom…I told you that you were getting to close to that fuckin’ whore when you started that relationship….don’t you remember me advising you of that?”

  The Congressman groaned forcefully while he sat down on the nearby couch, putting his hands on both sides of his face.

  Jake gazed at him straight in his eyes when he asked the ultimate question, “Now I need you to come clean with me on this Thom…I certainly need you to tell me the truth on this one.”

  The Congressman stared at him astonished while he replied, “What the fuck are you talking about Jake? What truth?”

  Jake sat down on the couch directly in front of him and unhurriedly lit a cigarette. He inhaled the smoke and then seconds later he exhaled it through his nose while he answered him, “I need to know if you want my help with this Thom.”

  Thomas glared at him as raised his head and replied, “If I want your help…of course I want your help! You said you needed to know what…what are you asking me Jake?”<
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  Jake looked him square in the eye whilst he responded, “Did you fuckin’ kill her Thom? I need to know the truth. Did you kill Caramel Love?”

  Six Months Earlier…

  1

  “Absolutely Luscious Escort Service,” the receptionist sang into the phone while Dorena Gentry strolled past her on that Saturday afternoon. The two had hardly finished their lunch when the phone rang. Dorena strolled into her office to be at her desk if Lori patched through the call.

  As soon as she sat down at her desk, the phone rang. She immediately picked up the receiver while she said, “Hello.”

  “You have a Mr. Towson on line one,” Lori said just before Dorena sipped her glass of Armand de Brignac (Ace of Spades Champagne).

  “Okay, send it through,” she said while she turned on her computer. She groaned slightly preparing herself to answer any questions he had about the follow up on his boss’ secret rendezvous the night prior.

  Lori connected the call while she quickly responded, “It’s always about you at Absolutely Luscious Escort Service…Dorena Gentry speaking…how I can I assist you?”

  “Good afternoon, Miss Gentry. I was calling to converse with you in regards to last night’s charity benefit and the services that your agency so graciously provided, which by the way were absolutely superb. In fact, the services were so first-rate that’s the reason I am phoning you. You see…my client was so intrigued with the whole arrangement and the services provided. He also was extremely intrigued with your selection of some of the most stunning women in the business...but…”

  She interrupted him, “But…his intrigue lies with one particular friend of mine I presume?”

  Jake snickered while he replied, “Why yes…he has a special interest in seeing a particular young African-American woman who made such a huge impact on him that he asked me to see if I could arrange a private meeting with this particular young lady…if possible.”

  Dorena smiled while she begin to replied, to his request, “So Sir…does this woman have a name or do you wish for me to pick one out for him?”

  He laughed while he replied, “Well Miss Gentry…I do have a name for this lovely lady. Please hold on while I get it for you.”

  Searching through all the articles on his large mahogany desk, he quickly picked up his small black notebook and strummed through the pages until he found the entry where he wrote down her name. He then sighed lustfully at the same time as he replied, “She goes by the name of Caramel…Caramel Love. Would Miss Love be available for a late night cap later this evening?”

  Dorena sighed as she replied, “Well, let me just check her schedule for her availability…Hold on one sec…”

  She immediately checked her schedule on the computer and then continued to respond to his question, “Hmmm…it looks like she’s available around nine o’ clock…I hope that time is fine with your client Sir?”

  He paused for a brief second and then he replied to her question, “Perfect…that would be brilliant.”

  Dorena smiled while she began to speak seductively, “You do understand that there’s a standard arrival fee and thereafter and hourly rate Mr. Towson?”

  Jake laughed as he responded, “Of course…we wouldn’t have it any other way…I’ll need to get you the account information before she arrives I presume?”

  Dorena laughed slightly while she immediately responded, “We’ll settle that in a minute. Therefore, Sir…where does your client expect Miss Love to rendezvous this evening. It’d be nice if you could have her meet with him downtown at the Hotel Monaco, you know that luxury hotel in walking distance from the National Mall.”

  Dorena smiled whilst she replied, “I’m quite familiar with that locale…what’s the room number Sir?”

  He laughed when he responded, “Awww yes…the room number…Suite 215, she can confirm with the Concierge who’ll give her the key card to enter the suite. My client will probably not be there when she arrives, but please have her to wait with patient until his arrival.”

  Dorena quickly wrote down the information while she responded, “Will you be sending a car or will I need to provide transportation?”

  Jake sighed at the same time as he replied, “I’ll have a limousine pick her up around nine-forty-five. It’s imperative that she be dressed in something red…it’s simply drives my client ferocious…if you get what I saying?”

  “Totally” replied, Dorena while she wrote down the last extremely important detail on her notepad. She paused for a second and then asked him if he had any other requests. He had none. She then asked him for his e-mail address and he gave it to her.

  She smiled while she said, “Well Sir…on the matter of monetary arrangements…I’ll need you to wire the funds to this account that I’ll be sending you by e-mail shortly. Once the funds appear in this account, I’ll send her out…this transaction has to be done within the next fifteen minutes Sir or this activity will not commence.”

  Jake responded, “Of course…you’ll receive a confirmation number here shortly.”

  She stared at the computer screen while she waited for the transaction to transpire. Seconds later, the arrival fee and four hours’ worth of time in the total of $25,000 dollars was deposited into the account.

  She smiled at the same time while she responded, “Well Sir, if you need anything else please let me know before fifteen minutes prior to pick up so that we may accommodate your needs. One last thing…how should she address your client?”

  Jake replied with a serious tone in his voice, “Oh his name…she can just address him as “Silver Fox!”

  After that was said, he immediately hung up the phone, leaving Dorena with the intonation of the dial tone ringing in her ear. She put down the phone while she sighed, thinking about the conversation she just experienced as she thought, “I wonder if Caramel is in the building yet?”

  Dorena stood up from her desk and made her way toward the door. She opened it and stepped out into the hallway whilst she spoke toward her desk clerk, “Have you seen Caramel…has she come in yet?”

  She immediately replied, “Yes Dorena…she just walked into the dressing room.”

  “Cool…I’ll just go down and see her there thanks.”

  Samantha Jefferies, aka “Caramel Love” always made it a point to come to work extremely early before any of the others girls arrived. She was a woman who was incredibly sensitive when it came to her physique and she always kept her body covered unless it was very necessary to undress in front of another.

  This unusual behavior stems from the result of her childhood happenstances, where at a very young age she found herself in an obnoxious dilemma. Caramel was in a situation where she was forced to fight off several men who raped her repeatedly on numerous occasions while her mother who was a devout heroin addict did nothing to stop it. From the day that her dope fiend mother passed away on a dreadful heroin overdose some ten years prior, she told herself that she wouldn’t allow anyone to gaze upon her body unless it was under extreme circumstances. Those circumstances of course were later wavered for a price…that price being LARGE SUMS OF MONEY.

  Caramel was in the middle of changing her clothes when Dorena strolled into the dressing room. Of course, her reaction was to cover herself completely. Dorena frowned while she thought, “Why is she so secretive with her body…I don’t understand why she’s so private.”

  As Dorena got closer to her, she spoke out to Caramel, “Hey sexy…why you covering up…I’d love to see your sexy ass body girl.”

  Caramel smiled slightly while she slowly turned around to face her, tying her robe shut.

  “I was just about to get dressed girl. Is there something you want Dorena?”

  Dorena gazed at her seductively as she responded, “Yeah…you could let me get next to you before you go and let some old ass John taint that sexy bronze skin of yours…you know…let me lick a little of that trim girl.”

  Caramel laughed slightly while she replied, “Girl I would but…you s
ee…I’ve got to save this here cat for the paying clientele. You know how it is baby. This cat is worth a lot of money…honey.”

  Dorena frowned while she quickly replied, “Yeah…well you should let me see how good it is sometime.”

  Caramel frowned while she replied, “My trim ain’t free so you better gone with that shit girl.”

  Dorena sighed heavily as she replied, “Whatever,” while she tried to grab her crouch.

  When she did that, Caramel quickly grabbed her hand, holding it while gazing deep into her eyes.

  Dorena smiled mischievously slightly as she responded, “Damn Caramel…why you gotta be so stuck up?”

  She smiled seductively while she responded, “Because I am.”

  Dorena smiled slightly while she responded, “Anyway…I just wanted to let you know that you got a trick for tonight.”

  Caramel’s eyes grew huge as she replied to Dorena’s news flash, “Really where and when?”

  “Downtown at the Hotel Monaco…some guy going by the name of “Silver Fox” saw you last night at the gala and requested you for tonight. From the sound of it, it’s must be some senator or congressional puke trying to get his freak on. He’s sending a limousine by here around 9:45 PM so be ready to go by then okay?”

  Caramel smiled as she turned and looked at her reflection in the mirror. While she was now gazing at her make-up Dorena slapped her on her ass and said, “You really should think about giving me some of that cat bitch.”

  Caramel glared at her with a malevolence expression on her face while Dorena turned and strolled toward the door. All Caramel could now hear was the intonation of her laughter while several other women began to amble into the dressing room. She stood there furious while she still felt the sting from the slap on her ass planted there by Dorena, which made her feel extremely dirty. She knew she didn’t want to be there at that moment as she thought, “Why do I always attract the fanatical fuckers? Just wait till I get enough money to blow this fuckin’ shit.” “I swear I’m outta here.”