"If our machinations have no effect, it'll be time for another game plan. I very well could be wrong," Terry said honestly. "But I don't think I am. And you're right, she knows we're watching and the best place to keep something important is out in the open. Another reason why I'm fairly confident that Tate doesn't know who she really is."
"Hmmm," Bob said nodding. "Anything else?"
"Make sure our people can contact Mr. Nguyen if Cameron steps into suitable territory for an attempt."
"I'll see to it," Bob nodded. "And the second Free Agent?"
"He could prove to be very useful," Terry said considering. "See if he'll accept a retainer to be on standby for the next thirty days."
"Will do," Bob said.
"Alright, contact me if the situation changes," Terry said obviously pleased. "I'm gonna catch some football and eat a decent meal for a change. Anyone know who's playing today?" he asked happily as he rose from his seat.
"Notre Dame," an anonymous voice said.
"The Fighting Irish," Terry said amused as he strode for the door.
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Bailey awoke facedown with a giggle and a considerable weight resting on her thighs. She turned her head enough to see a panty clad Piper sitting up across her thighs with her back turned.
"What are you doing?" Bailey asked with another giggle as Piper ran something across the bottom of her foot. "Stop that," she said as Piper did it again.
"I'm waking you up, goofy," Piper said with a chuckle. "And people say I sleep like the dead," she added with another pass of a silk flower over Bailey's foot.
"Cut it out," Bailey said through another snicker and starting to squirm a little.
"I dunno," Piper said playfully. "Are you going to go get up anytime soon?"
"Am I not up already?" Bailey asked and she tickled her foot again.
"I guess so," Piper said hopping off Bailey's legs and scooting around to face her.
Bailey rolled over on to her side and lifted her head to glance at the clock. "Wow," she said. "You must wear me out. I've slept more since I've known you than I usually sleep in a month."
"I'm looking forward to wearing you out," Piper said waggling her eyebrows and smiled as Bailey shyly cast her eyes away.
"Hush."
"It's all the experiences you're not used to dealing with. Stress tires you out faster than hard labor," Piper said with a note of authority.
"I see," Bailey said with a grin. "When did you become so wise, Esmeralda?"
"I should get you for that," Piper said with a little scowl. "But I'm feeling generous today."
"Really?" Bailey said with smile. "What's the occasion?"
"No occasion," Piper said with a shrug. "Just woke up in a great mood."
"Is that a fact?"
"Yep," Piper said nudging Baileys arm away from her chest with her chin so she could nibble on her breast.
"That feels good," Bailey said quietly as she felt Piper suckle her.
"Tastes good too," Piper said letting go and tracing little circles around the nipple with her tongue. "You have incredible breasts," she complimented as she moved on to the other one.
Bailey closed her eyes and gave in to the attention with a sigh but they snapped open seconds later with a knock at the door.
"Girls, you gonna get up today?" Liz said through the door. "It's almost one."
"We'll be down in a minute, Mom," Piper said dropping her head in frustration on Bailey's chest.
"Alright, I'll make lunch then," Liz said in parting. "Hurry along."
Bailey brought a hand up to pet the head on her chest. "You want the shower first?"
"Will you take one with me?"
"No way," Bailey said shocked and Piper's head raised with a little scowl. "I mean not with your parents downstairs," she corrected.
"So if they weren't in the house, you'd take one with me?" Piper said with a teasing grin.
"Perhaps," Bailey said with a raised eyebrow.
"Hmmm," Piper hummed thoughtfully.
"Quit plotting," Bailey said with a smile.
"Oh, alright," Piper said with a little pout and sat up on the bed beside her.
Bailey's eyes tracked from the protruded lower lip to rest on Piper's chest. "You have little freckles on your chest," she said casually reaching out to touch one.
"Well imagine that," Piper said pretending not to have ever noticed before. "Where did they come from? They weren't there yesterday," she said with an alarmed expression and Bailey chuckled.
"Stop," Bailey said with a smile.
"You can have the shower first," Piper said with a chuckle.
"Okay, are you gonna go downstairs or wait for me?"
"I thought I'd wait…" Piper started but smiled mischievously, "…here and feed some urges," she finished and almost laughed when she saw Bailey's eyes widen.
"Really?" Bailey asked shyly.
Piper opened her mouth to tell her she was teasing but Bailey's expression intrigued her. "I was thinking about it," she said playfully.
Bailey eyes dropped to study the bedspread.
Piper looked at her carefully. "Would you like me to?" she asked gently and Bailey nodded bashfully with a powerful blush.
Piper blushed a little herself. "That would be a new experience for me," she admitted.
Bailey glanced up at her quickly and didn't say anything for a long moment so Piper took the initiative and stood up from the bed to remove her panties.
"I'm kinda of embarrassed," Piper admitted nervously...
Bailey's eyes came up. "Show me," she whispered.
Piper took a deep breath. "Sit up," she said and Bailey arranged herself cross-legged in the middle of the bed, her long hair covering her chest.
Piper crawled back into bed and sat with her back against the headboard, clasping her knees together and bringing them up to her chest. She waited until Bailey's eyes rose timidly to meet hers and she slowly spread her legs apart, admitting to herself that she found the situation exciting. Deciding to show off, she brought her hands up to cup her own breasts and played with nipples, teasing at them until they hardened. She felt her heartbeat begin to quicken as she watched Bailey watch her with open curiosity and desire. She dropped a hand between her legs and ran a finger lovingly up the length of her sex, spreading her legs even further and emitting a soft moan.
Her inhibitions fading rapidly, and her excitement growing unimaginably as she observed Bailey watching closely, she let a finger tease at her growing wetness. She inserted the finger leisurely and moved it in and out several times, withdrawing it slowly and bringing it up to her mouth to taste herself. Bailey's mouth dropped open slightly in wonder and that was all the incentive she needed to go to work in earnest. She closed her eyes and dropped the hand back to her sex, gently spreading herself apart and excitedly manipulating her clitoris with her middle finger. Breathing heavily, she began to feel herself approaching the edge, so she gradually came to halt and teased at herself so she could gauge Bailey's reaction.
"Would you like to touch me?" she asked hopefully
Bailey scooted forward and snuggled up to her side, hiding her face in the crimson hair.
Piper waited patiently as she felt a hand feel its way down her belly to her pubic hair. She excitedly observed the fingers curiously investigate the crimson hair with trepidation before she heard a sigh and the hand was pulled away.
"I'm sorry," Bailey said. "I want to but I'm…" she stopped and buried her head further into Piper's hair.
"Would you like me to help?" Piper asked patiently.
No sound but a slight nod was all she needed to take Bailey's hand and lead it down until it covered her. She gasped into her neck and Piper began to wonder about the wisdom of her actions when Bailey rubbed her hand over her clitoris. The hand paused there and she felt a finger touch her gingerly in discovery, a sensation that resulted in the release of a moan that surprised even herself in volume.
"Does that feel good?" Bailey
asked softly.
"Very much," Piper said with quickening breath as the finger softly rubbed back and forth over its discovery as it had been shown how to do.
"What would please you?" Bailey asked her face still hidden.
Piper's breath began to come heavily. "Stay right there and just don't stop," she pleaded and Bailey's face finally came up to look closely at Piper's.
Bailey felt the hips under her hand begin to buck as Piper wrapped arms around her and buried her face between her breasts, breathing rapidly. She applied a little more pressure to her exploration and suddenly Piper's whole body went rigid as she groaned loudly and let out a long, guttural moan that raised gooseflesh down the length of her arms and hardened her nipples pleasurably. Piper's legs trapped her hand tightly between them and she emitted a series of rasping whimpers with such a startling loudness and intensity that it served to excite her indescribably. Involuntarily, she heard herself let out a pleased moan of her own in response. Piper suddenly put her hand on top of hers and gently led it away as she placed kisses on her chest and neck lovingly.
"I love you," Piper said gasping into her neck and Bailey smiled brightly.
She let Piper catch her breath as she ran a hand curiously over the smooth skin of her body until her face came up and placed a gentle kiss on her mouth.
"Was that okay?" Bailey asked uncertainly when Piper withdrew.
"That was more than okay," Piper said with a smile. "That was fantastic."
"It was?" Bailey asked with a grin.
"Yes," Piper said with another kiss.
"It made me feel good to please you," Bailey said shyly.
"That's why they call it making love," Piper said gently and smiled as Bailey's eyes began to study the blanket. "I'd like very much to do that for you."
"I…" Bailey started blushing. "…I don't think…"
Piper cut her off with a kiss that lingered for a long moment. "Whenever you're ready, love," she said happily as she hopped out of bed and walked to the closet.
"You're very beautiful," Bailey said with a timid look at the body on display before her.
"Thank you," Piper said with a smile at her bashfulness, putting on a robe and sitting back down on the bed beside her. "You don't have to be shy, everything I have I want to share with you. That felt wonderful," she said with a kiss. "Now, I'm going to hop in the shower before mother comes up here looking for us again. Are you okay?"
"Yes," Bailey said with a dazzling smile.
"You're my heart," Piper said and stole another kiss on her way out.
Bailey waited for the door to close and dove under the covers excitedly. "That was amazing," she said to the room.
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"Good afternoon, Bailey," Liz said brightly as Piper led her into the kitchen.
"Hello," Bailey said pleasantly as they sat down at the kitchen table to find Corey slouched over a bowl of cereal, his head leaning on one of his hands.
"Hi, Mom," Piper said sweetly.
"Oh, hello," Liz said as if she just realized Piper was in the room.
Piper shook her head and sat down across from Corey.
"Looks like someone's hung over," Piper said cheerily to Corey who just grunted.
"Here you go, dear," Liz said happily as she put a plate in front of Bailey.
"Thank you," Bailey said politely as she studied the large omelet on the plate before her.
Piper looked enviously at Bailey's omelet and narrowed her eyes when her mother put a box of Cheerios and a bowl in front of her. "Gee, Mom," she said sweetly. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Liz said happily.
Bailey grinned at Piper and silently offered to share her omelet but she shook her head with an amused smile and poured herself a bowl of Cheerios.
"Corey when's your leave up?" Piper asked loudly.
"End of January," Corey rasped shooting a dirty look across the table.
"You must have a lot of time built up," Piper said with a grin at her brother.
Corey just grunted miserably.
"What are you gonna do today, girls?" Liz asked.
"No idea," Piper said with a shrug. "Just hang out, I guess."
"That sounds like a fine idea," Liz said pleasantly.
"Where's Dad?" Piper asked.
"He went out fishing with Marlon this morning," Liz said. "Your brother was supposed to go but he was worn out from spending most of the night kneeling on the bathroom floor.
"Awww," Piper said and then chuckled at her brother who didn't respond in the slightest.
"This is very good," Bailey said.
"Would you like another one?" Liz asked happily. "It's no trouble," she added with a quick grin at Piper who narrowed her eyes.
"No, thank you," Bailey said politely as she finished off the omelet.
"Alright," Liz said agreeably. "Why don't you take Bailey around the property when you're done slurping your cereal, Piper."
"Okay," Piper said and finished off her Cheerios with an exaggerated slurp. "That really hit the spot," she said cheerily and with a look at her mother, threw in a loud burp for good measure.
Bailey chuckled and even Corey grunted in amusement.
"You make me so proud, Piper," Liz said dryly with a humorless look on her face.
"Thanks, Mom," Piper said happily as she got up and took Bailey's plate and her cereal bowl to the sink.
"You ready?" she asked Bailey with a smile.
"Sure," Bailey said as she got up from her seat.
"Where's the truck keys, Mom?"
"They're hanging by the door. You girls have fun," Liz said as they exited the kitchen.
"Be back in a little while," Piper replied.
Bailey followed Piper outside and around to the back of the house where Piper hopped in behind the wheel of an old Chevy pickup truck. She started the car and immediately turned on the heater as Bailey came around to the other side and got in.
"It's cold," Piper said rubbing her hands together.
"Yes, it is," Bailey agreed rolling down the window and producing her cigarettes.
"It's freezing," Piper pointed out. "I can't believe you'd roll down the window."
"It'll take a minute for the car to warm up," Bailey said with a smile. "I roll it back up in a bit."
"Hmmm," Piper grunted unhappily.
"Where we going anyway?" Bailey said flipping ashes out the window.
"Gonna take you on a tour of the plantation and find a secluded spot to take advantage of you," Piper said as she drove slowly around the house and onto a little dirt road.
"Okay," Bailey said agreeably.
VII
The hurt doesn't show,
But the pain still grows.
- P. Collins
"You said you lived near Portland," Piper said reclining in Bailey's arms and playing with the end of a black ponytail. "How long were you there?"
"About eight years, I guess," Bailey said looking out the passenger window.
"What did you do there?"
"I read a lot and watched the ocean mostly," Bailey said quietly.
"Is that all?"
"Pretty much."
"So what made you decide to move to Atlanta and start C-Corp?" Piper asked curiously.
"There's more than one answer to that question."
"Tell me the main one then."
A response wasn't quickly forthcoming but Piper suspected that the silence was leading up to an admission so she let her take her time.
"I saw an opportunity to give something back," Bailey said finally.
"Give what back?" Piper asked lightly.
"Prosperity."
"I don't understand."
Bailey sighed and for a moment Piper didn't think she would continue.
"I once thought that if I used some of the wealth I acquired when I was younger and used it to help others, that it would make living with myself easier."
Piper digested the words thoughtfully. "Did it make it any easier?"
"No."
"You're a good person, Bailey," Piper announced, knowing it for the truth.
Bailey just closed her eyes and pulled the body in her arms closer.
"Are you too warm? I can turn off the engine for a bit if you like."
"No, I'm fine," Bailey said. "Your parents have a lot of property."
"Yes they do," Piper said stretching her legs a little across the bench seat of the truck.
"Did you always live here?"
"Yep, my mother's family has owned this land for generations."
"I see."
"Can I ask you a personal question?" Piper asked cautiously.
"Alright."
"Why haven't you talked to your mother in all these years?"
"She doesn't know I'm alive," Bailey said bluntly.
"Why would she think you were dead?" Piper asked agitated.
"My surviving family believes I died in the same gunfire that killed my father."
Piper considered that while she fidgeted in Bailey's arms. "I see," she said deciding to let the questions surrounding that die. "Why haven't you told them you're alive?"
"Because they were hidden from me, I only just recently located them," Bailey said with closed eyes.
"Hidden?" Piper said slowly her brow wrinkling in thought. "Where are they now?" she asked after a moment.
"At the British embassy in Washington," Bailey said honestly.
"Are you going to see them?"
"I don't know," Bailey said. "Perhaps."
"Will you tell me where you got the scars on your back?" Piper asked gently.
"Not right now."
"Alright," Piper conceded, knowing that Bailey was done. "My Dad told me to take care of you."
"He did?" Bailey asked curiously.
"He told me that you haven't led a gentle life and to take care of you because he thinks you've earned it," Piper said carefully.
"Are you?" Bailey asked in a whisper.
"Forever," Piper said snuggling closer. "If you'll let me."
Bailey rested her chin on top of Piper's head. "I'd like that," she said softly.
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Piper sat scowling across the Monopoly board that her mother had produced after dinner. A game which Bailey had played reluctantly but had quickly immersed herself in after only a few minutes. Piper had observed with amusement as Bailey displayed an atrocious competitive streak as soon as she learned the in's and out's of the game and had rapidly gone about decimating the other players at the table with a childish delight and an occasional chuckle.
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