Pastor Sarah was sitting having her morning coffee when she heard Jack’s truck pull in her driveway.
“Well Jack, this is a pleasant surprise, I didn’t expect to see you till tonight.” Sarah said as she invited Jack in for a cup of coffee. “I hope you are not here to tell me that Brenda has changed her mind about our threesome tonight.”
“Bill Johnson is sending a crew today to work on the offices at the church. Movers are coming to pack everything in boxes, and then removing all the furniture, carpets and drapery. My men will be in shortly to begin scraping and painting. I can’t believe how excited Bill is about his project.”
Sarah thought, “If he knew Bill was getting a night with me in Atlantic City, he might understand the motivation.” However, she simply said, “Bill is a very devoted trustee of the church.
As Samantha came down the steps, she was surprised to hear voices coming from the kitchen. She had slept in the guest room, since she came in very late after her night with Walter and Martha. Sarah was already asleep and she was exhausted.
“Good morning Jack, did you stop by for a refresher course?” Samantha asked.
“Sorry, I am here to work today.” Jack responded.
Rubbing her hand over her breast, she said “But Jack, you know what they say about all work and no play.”
“Hands off.” Sarah said, “Jack needs to conserve his strength for tonight because Brenda and I have big plans for all his energy.”
As soon as Margaret dropped off the children at day camp she headed for the parsonage to get the details of Samantha’s Day with Walter.
When she walked in the kitchen, she said, “Good morning Jack, did you stop by for a refresher course?”
“Is there an echo in this room?” Jack asked. All the women started to laugh.
Before they had time to explain, the trucks for his crew and the moving crew arrived, so he headed to the church to supervise the operation.
“So, tell me all about your day with Walter.” Margaret said to Samantha.
“You mean my day with Walter and my evening with Walter and Martha!”
Looking at Sarah, Margaret asked “Am I ready to hear this? I haven’t gotten over what I saw yesterday and Frank refuses to believe it.
“I have no idea what Samantha did yesterday or last night, since I was in bed when she got home.” Sarah responded.
“What did you see yesterday? Samantha asked Margaret.
“Martha and Sampson were fucking like teenagers!” Margaret responded.
“Yeah, I know, we compared notes last night and agreed that Sampson certainly brought out our wild sides.” Samantha said.
“So, back to your evening with Walter and Martha. What happened?” Margaret wanted to know.
Samantha told them about the camera in the stateroom and how they tricked Martha into thinking nothing happened until they watched the video of Samantha and Walter. She explained that as they watched the video she introduced Martha to being caressed by a woman while Walter kept her pussy occupied with his tongue. She went on to say that when they switched places, Martha really went crazy with the different feel of a woman bringing her pussy to a full orgasm while she was sucking off Walter.
“After Walter went to bed around ten o’clock, Martha wanted to know more about how women could satisfy each other. I left her very exhausted around two a.m.”
Shaking her head, Margaret said, “You have to come to our house tonight to explain all of this to Frank. He will never believe this.”
“I am suppose to be having ‘Dinner and More’ with Sampson and Candice tonight.” Samantha said.
“I will call Candice and invite them to join us. The children have an overnight at day camp, so we will have a great evening.”
“Sounds good to me.” Samantha said.
Barbara took Jason to daycare and was amazed that he didn’t object to her leaving at all. In fact he was so involved, she had trouble getting a kiss from him before he left. She thanked Mrs. Buckley for making Jason feel so comfortable and told her she would come on her lunch hour to discuss the brochure.
Barbara was surprised to see all the trucks and buses that were in the church parking lot when she arrived. As she came into the kitchen, Sarah introduced her to Margaret and Samantha. Sarah asked Samantha to go with Barbara, so she could tell her about the situation with Jason’s father.
Margaret called Candice to invite her and Sampson to dinner.
“I have had a business meeting come up for this evening, Candice said, but I am sure Sampson would jump at the opportunity. Why don’t you give him a call.”
“Ok. But I am sorry you will not be with us.”
“If I get out of my meeting and Sampson isn’t home yet, I will come on over.”
“Great!”
When Margaret called Sampson, he was more than willing. He had been upset when Candice told him she had a business meeting. Margaret asked him if he could pick Samantha up at the parsonage, since Greg had driven their car home.
“It will be my pleasure.” Sampson responded.
Barbara told Samantha the story of how she had been raped by the son of the Business School she attended resulting in her pregnancy.
Barbara picked up the telephone and called Angie and asked her to get the lowdown on Jason’s father. After giving her the short version of what had transpired she gave Angie his name and the name of the business school. While they were talking, Angie keyed his name into the national data bank and said “Wow! He has cost his father a lot of money. All cases had been settled for big amounts of money. They were all for sex with female students, but none involved a child.”
Barbara asked Angie, “Are you ready for the ‘Sperm for Research’ again?”
I will leave for Atlantic City a day early if I can get an appointment with him.” Angie responded. “Ask Barbara for the name of the motel?”
After giving her the information, Samantha said, “I will see you in Atlantic City.”
“What is the ‘Sperm for Research’ project?” Barbara asked.
Laughing, Samantha said, “Angie will pose as a scientist doing research on analysis of the nations most brilliant teachers and how their influence impacts the future of our country. She will make him believe that he has been recommended and she needs a sample of his sperm for the good of future generations.”
“Does she ever fail to get the sample?”
“She hasn’t failed yet.”
“Once we compare it with a blood sample from Jason, his financial future will be secure. We could go after cash for you, but that would be difficult to prove, because he has witnesses that saw you willingly walk down the hall to his room. But, a healthy monthly support check as well as an trust fund will guarantee not only a college education, but private school if you choose not to send him to public school.
Barbara started to cry with joy just as Sarah walked in the room.
“Let me guess, you gave her some idea of what you could get out of Jason’s father.” Sarah said.
“Angie is on the case. We cannot fail. By next week, we will have an out of court settlement ready from Jason’s grandfather. If he decides to take us to court, he will probably lose the business school because we will convince all previous women who accepted settlement to join in a class action suit.”
Barbara sat there in disbelief.
“Was Jason upset about you leaving him at a new school.?” Sarah asked.
“Are you kidding? He forgot I was his mother in about one minute.”
Barbara told Sarah and Samantha about stopping at Ruth Ward’s house last night and how Rita has hired her over the telephone. She also told them about the fact that she was on the verge of eviction and that her husband was eight months in arrears on child support.
Her ex-husband wouldn’t happen to be Dr. Sam Ward, would it?” Samantha asked.
I am not sure, but one night at the strip joint, I remember her saying her ex was a doctor.”
“Is she a natural blonde about Sarah’s height and build?” Samantha asked.
“Exactly. You obviously know them?”
“They wouldn’t know me. I was a few years behind them in school. Sam was voted doctor of the year at our home town hospital last year. He kept Ruth pregnant about three years in a row while he slept with half of the women in town according to my father. Dad was upset with him being Doctor of the year. I don’t think my father would let him operate on him if he was dying. He knows Ruth’s parents, who hated the way Sam treated their daughter.”
“Call her up and let me get some basic information. We should be able to have money in her account by this afternoon.” Samantha said.
Barbara got up and walked around behind Samantha as though she was looking for something.
“Did you lose something?” Samantha asked.
Laughing, Sarah said “She is looking for your wings.”
“Good luck on that score.” Samantha said, “But thanks for the compliment.”
When Barbara called Ruth, and told her she had a lawyer who wanted to handle her case, Ruth responded, “I have already spent more money on lawyers than I can afford.”
I don’t think Samantha is worried about a fee, since her dad knows your dad.
Hitting the speaker phone, Samantha said, “Hi Ruth, you probably don’t remember me. I am George Wilkins’ daughter.”
“You were a few years behind Sam and me, correct?” Ruth said.
“That’s right. I am an attorney now and my specialty is ‘Deadbeat Dads’. In your case, I can have money in your account this afternoon. I just need to know the monthly child support amount, months in arrears and your checking account number for wire transfer.”
“He is suppose to pay, $800 for each of the three children. He has not sent me anything for the last eight months. When I got laid off, I called him and asked him for money and he just laughed. He told me to go peddle my ass, if I could find anybody who was interested.” Fumbling through her purse, she found a check and gave Samantha the number.”
“He will be singing a different song by nightfall.” Samantha assured her. “I will get back to you as soon as I make another call.”
“Yes, Judge Whorten please.” Samantha said in response to the operator at the court house.
“Hi Dad Whorten” Samantha said.
Since she was using the speaker phone, Barbara and Sarah heard the judge say “Samantha! When are you coming home to see your folks. You know we miss you around here. We haven’t forgiven Greg yet for taking a church so far away. You know we could use him right here.”
“Speaking of mom and dad, have you seen them lately?” Samantha asked.
“Don’t talk to me about your father. We played a round of golf yesterday and for a change, I led by a stroke or two the whole game. Then he pulled a new driver out of his bag on the 18th hole and went over the water for a hole in one.”
“You must be kidding! Daddy can’t hit a ball hard enough to clear that water and if he could, how would you stop the ball on that narrow green?”
“I found out later, he spent hours the day before with the club pro and that new club, practicing that shot. Some how he got the distance to go over the hole and spin back. Best damn shot I have ever seen at the club. But, I know you didn’t call me to talk about golf. What son-of-a-bitch is not paying his child support now?”
