Reporting Pt 07 Christmas And New Years Parties

This is the continuation of the series Reporting and continues to interweave itself with some of the other series all centred around real life characters living, working, loving and making the mistakes so common to people in mid western USA, i.e. because of the high risk reward scenario overhanging all in an oil and gas boom and bust town like Houston. It may not be as crazy as Loving County with its current boom like conditions from shale operations, but it prides itself on its middle class values and its strong history.

An interesting study just completed by one of the US major Universities in the North East has confirmed what a lot of couples already suspected about married women and infidelity. In essence it concluded that married women were more likely than men to seek a lover and that search would not always be accidental or unplanned. As a matter of fact the woman is now more likely to be the aggressor than ever before in our society, even in conservative Houston. Today's woman is much more aware and wanting variety, spontaneity and quality sex and orgasms than her male counterpart. This logical development flows through the series.

For the musically minded the lyrics of two seriously great songs come to mind to all lovers of music around this time of year, i.e. when we all get together with some people we dislike but they are usually relatives so we put up with them or they are bosses or staff we have to get along with. There is plenty of reflection on the year gone by, mistakes are made and re-made, too much alcohol is consumed and invariably for many it is a time of considerable change and sometimes new beginnings.

Beatles: Yesterday

Yesterday all my troubles seemed to be so far away

Now they are here to stay

Oh I believed in yesterday.

Suddenly I am not half the man I used to be

All my troubles hang over me

Yesterday came suddenly

Why did she have to go

Oh I don't know she wouldn't say

I said something wrong

Oh I long for yesterday...

Fleetwood Mac

Don't stop thinking about tomorrow

Don't stop thinking about tomorrow

It will soon be here

Yesterday's gone

Yesterday's gone

Don't stop thinking about tomorrow.

Dennis at His Home

Dennis rolled over looking closely at his now pregnant P.A. lying naked on their bed. He marvelled at her being so relaxed, pregnant, unmarried, boyfriend and lover married to someone else with two dependent kids, just stood down from his employer for insider trading issues on a Project she and Dennis had worked on, her boyfriend doing his best to escape being charged with criminal offences and as broke as he came into the world. Yet she was happy and sleeping soundly. Beautiful, smart, highly educated and one heck of a lover.

They had spent several hours last night talking through their predicament, checking and re-checking their financial situations, reading the documents Belle had left on Dennis' desk and browsing the house to see what they could salvage from his creditors. Their world was not pretty.

Donna had her man and Dennis realised what that meant, its consequences and how that played out back in his employers premises.

No money to speak of, credit cards and other massive loans outstanding and worries over the people he had been teaming with in trying to tie down the takeover of X Co Inc. Those now arrested and the money men behind them in their failed bid were not gentle kind and forgiving people. The high stakes had turned out to be a disaster and the Federal Authorities were feasting on the examples they were creating out of the corporate high flyers and their leased BMW's.

Dennis lifted himself and struggled out to the kitchen living on the fun that he and Donna had enjoyed that night, all night, until they both collapsed exhausted from their love making and from the reds left in his cellar.

Their lovemaking that Friday night was totally uninhibited and as passionate as any young virile couple on their honeymoon. Donna called an end to their research knowing money was a disaster and her savings were going to be their recovery methods over the coming weeks. She excused herself to the bathroom to remove her clothes and free up some space for where she wanted her man's cock to venture.

Dennis was still head down over his bank records when Donna walked up to him seated at the dinner table and bent over placing her boobs over his neck:

Does this give you any ideas darling?

She let her hands wander over his shirt as she undid his buttons down his front allowing her access to his hairy chest.

Donna delicately nibbled on his ear and she whispered:

Time to take advantage of your personal slut? My pussy is leaking down there and it needs your attention.

Dennis allowed her to play with his chest just to see how she would progress.

Donna as she saw the opportunity to tease:

I trust you find something else to concentrate on tonight, if I may be so bold to entice you to the bedroom. We haven't tried doggie for a while now have we (knowing it was Dennis' favourite position in the Karma Sutra note book).

She lay sideways across the table and all his papers making it impossible for him to continue his reading and faced her pussy directly at his mid-rift.

He could see a glistening pussy and it seemed to be contracting as she flashed him her sensitive parts.

Not taking the hint he stared at her opening and encouraging her next steps.

Realising his attitude she lay face down on the table and opened her legs fully exposing her lower holes to whatever she could encourage him to do.

He resisted temptation or was it to tease?

Donna knew what was on his mind so she raised herself to her knees and slid backwards putting her pussy within smelling distance of his nose and treating her right hand to her clit as it massaged away into her gap.

Dennis thought it was to time to reciprocate as he slid forward on his chair and began to lick around her rose bud and down her slit. He was going to get her so wet she would be begging him to fuck her all night.

Nothing was said as Donnas openings spread further taking in more fingers and his tongue as it lashed her sensitive spots. He drew her harder onto his tongue by using his two free hands and pulling her back via her hips.

Donna:

You know I cannot resist too long down there, so make it good. Pregnancy is making me super horny, so you better be up for a long night...

The pressures on her pussy, clit and rose bud all combined to cause one serious rush of contractions as she came so hard she collapsed face down on the table.

Dennis knew he had to react instantly so her dropped his pants, kicked off his slip-ons and pulled his now hard but medium sized cock out and put it to her pussy opening allowing her juices to flow freely over his head and allowing his substantial lubrication. He waited and then drove it deep into her cavity and pulled her back onto his groin in one rush of pleasure.

Donna just took every last inch she could suck into her body and wrapped her legs around his back as he lifted her willing up so his thrusts could be as deep as he could achieve. She supported herself on her arms as her rear was pummelled from behind.

The FBI cameras caught every last facial expression of pain, pleasure and achievement as she eventually drew out of Dennis that beautiful lush sperm that had been so effective during her last fertile period when they were in NYC.

As they both came down from their highs Donna looked at her now well hooked man and quietly motioned him to take her to bed and work on her other holes now seeking their own attention.

That eventful Saturday morning he saw his mobile was blinking a message. It was 10.00am on Saturday. Who would be trying to contact him this early on the weekend?

He opened the message. It was from Belle.

Belle:

You absolute bastard. Tried to go to work today and there was a FBI guy there waiting for me outside mums house. Grilled for over an hour. I told him I knew nothing about X Co Inc and that was the truth. Received a text from the girls at the desk while being grilled saying some gorillas came in looking for me. Now I am leaving town on the freeway with the kids going to hide for who knows how long. No job. You shit got us into this and now me and the kids have to pay for your stupidity and arrogance. Don't you ever come near me or the kids again in our life-time. I promise you will never find me if you try.

His happiness was momentary as he scanned that message and considered what it meant. He looked outside and down the street through the sheer curtains. There was a black SUV with darkened windows 50 metres down and it was not owned by any of the locals he knew in the street. He picked up the phone again and dialled the FBI guy who had been interviewing him for the last week in Austin.

Dennis:

Hi Hank. Have you guys got me under surveillance? Is that you black SUV outside? You told me that you were going to leave me and Donna alone while we considered your offer.

Hank:

If you look up the street a bit further in the other direction there is a Cadillac station waggon. That is us, not the SUV. My guess the guys in the SUV know we are here and that is why they haven't paid you a visit if you get my drift.

Dennis:

OK so what do we do?

Hank:

My offer still stands. You go into witness protection with Donna and we get you out of town ASAP today. You spill the "beans" on that consortium and their team and you be prepared to stand up in Court, probably about 12 months from now when they get Court time. If you don't, we pull our people out today and we can only provide police drive-bys.

Dennis:

Do I have five minutes to talk this through with Donna.

Hank:

Mate you had hours last night to do that but you chose to drink, screw Donna and be merry all night. She does have one fine piece of arse and obviously loves doggie, but you know that already. Love that mesh bra she wears and that g string, mate I understand why you had your cock up her all night. Just think what those "baboons" down the street would do to her if they get their hands on her or should I say big cocks. She would be doing drugs and tricks for them after she was trained. Have you ever seen photos of those trailer parks up Odessa way and the size of those drillers and grease guys working on the rigs up there in shale country. She would have her legs opened for months until they wore her pussy out and arse then she would enjoy a dip with concrete shoes. Besides isn't she pregnant there with you according to her doctor.

Dennis:

So you have our place bugged? What else?

Hank:

You've got no idea you bloody idiot what we know about you. Probably it is better to say we now know so much it is surprising just how bloody amateurish you are. One other matter, we saw your wife as she smashed her mobile in her parent's home this morning after we paid her a visit. She and the kids left rather hurriedly, but they don't interest us from the way we know you operate. You must have something mate, because she is a looker and that tight body is great in and out of her gym gear. Nicely trimmed we noticed. She loves cowgirl screws we noticed.

Dennis:

OK no need to get vulgar. I get the story. So what about my lawyer. What about my job.

Hank:

Jings mate you are so stupid. Your lawyer is under the pay of those goons down the street. No lawyers and you only talk to us in our safe house until things progress. Your boss just said to us "he can go fuck himself and he owes me a lot of money from his advances". The deal is you are ready in one hour with one roll-on bag each and your laptops, with Donna, dressed and ready to go. We will take you out via the back and straight out up the interstate. No phones, texts or emails to anyone. We will tell your parents you are under our protection. The only pussy you will get near for months will be Donna's if she agrees to go with you and both of you will need to go through changes to your appearance and identities. She would be crazy not to be in with you, but you better make sure you keep her happy. I will ring you in one hour and if you are not ready we will drive off. You will be assigned two protection officers that will be living with you and they will be the only ones who will be seen outside your safe house. You will regularly be moved between safe houses and between States to make you hard to track. But we cannot make promises of total safety, but a lot of that is up to you and Donna being sensible. Right. Everything clear?

One hour later Hank was at the back door. They were waiting with bags as instructed.

Hank:

We have no time to waste, but if you are going to be confined with us for months you need to realise just how bad a situation you both are in. I need to tell you and Donna a very true summary from the case I just finished before we head off. You probably saw a sanitised version of it on TV. It is all about these types of goons your team employed. Are you listening and listening well because if you do you probably will live through this mess. If you don't then my guys could get killed and you guys will be killed very slowly and painfully.

Donna and Dennis nodded.

Hank:

Three Japanese sisters went missing on a holiday in Los Angeles a few months ago. Their wealthy parents flew out to find them and the local cops got no-where. We in the FBI found them by chance in a trailer park up State. They had been drugged stupid after attending a rave party and abducted as sex slaves. One of our illegals team members brothers was in the trailer park doing some well supervision work up there and he recognised them sufficiently to alert our team. Sufficiently because they all had been beaten up over the weeks they were missing and their minds were blown by the drugs they were fed to keep them hooked. We raided the camp and arrested three guys and found 10 girls in the same situation, some were really close to death if they had not stopped their drug habits. In the guy's possession we found 20 passports from all over Asia of girls that no longer existed. They were going to sell the passports into the blackmarket trade. These women were just meat to them. The girls were seriously messed up both physically and mentally and if they can get through rehab back in Japan where their parents took them, they are never going to be able to have kids because their insides are just mush.

Message is if you guys mess up even so slightly that will happen to Donna. You Dennis are going to be beaten senseless every night until you tell them everything they want to know and then mate you are never going to be heard of again being in a deep pit somewhere or twenty miles offshore feeding the fish.

The guys we could arrest were so low down the pecking order we could get minimal info from them and when they got to jail they did not live long even in maximum security.

What we did learn was the three Japanese sisters had bad been sold on to a slave trade syndicate and everything was done in cash. They were basically targetted as soon as they arrived at the rave party and with everyone off their minds on drugs no-one ever noticed they disappeared or even knew they were there in the first place.

These slave syndicates operate pretty well un-controlled through the Southern States and they buy and sell only the best looking women to whoever will pay the most. Good looking women like Donna are well sought after onshore in places like Loving County or offshore by the middle-easterns.

So you guys if you stay inside under cover, not recognised as missing and we re-shape you over time you are likely to live. New identities, the lot. Be stupid, don't listen to your guys or do anything at all electronically that can be traced and you can guarantee 100% what happened to those girls will happen to Donna. And just as an aside there were 5 guys who had suffered the same fate as the three Japanese girls and they were male prostitutes up there in that same camp.

Now give me your mobiles. You will never need one of these again, at least until you can be released from the witness protection program somewhere in the USA. We know your parents and close friends already, so we will contact them and tell them what happened and why you are just disappearing. Your laptops will be fully researched by our people so you will not be needing these until the Court cases and only then to refresh your memories.

When you get to the first safe house Joe here will show you a video of where we found these girls and what it is like up north. It is seriously shocking for any normal human, but these "goons" aren't human. He also has some photos of men within your team you had working on that takeover. Their records will be shown to you and each has a long record of jail time and arrests for assault and for murders they got off on technicalities. Joe will tell you the rules, but they basically are don't mess with Joe and never wear clothing, jewellery or anything that will bring attention to yourself.

Good luck. You will need it. Now get the hell out of here and don't look back.

Sam and Toni

The stories surrounding Belle, Dennis and Donna exploded around Houston by Monday afternoon and it took Reverend James intervening to get the facts straight and the escape of Belle and her kids to places unknown off the rumour circuit and buried to ensure she was as safe as possible with her kids.

Sam and Toni knew their friend like a sister and probably better, so while they were un-nerved they knew most of the background and just took over Belle's shifts to make the gym as normal as possible and their four kids less interested in what surrounded the split, the foreclosure over Belle's house a matter for the banks and themselves not drawn inti anything involving the FBI.

It took a meeting of the 9 remaining ladies from the adventures in Las Vegas plus Paula, the woman of the world advisor, to put matters into perspective and to get their focus back on Christmas.

Paula:

Look girls I reckon the least we know about what happened the better for Belle. We keep our mouths closed and we don't dredge up anything as to where Belle and her kids may be in hiding. No rumours or even talk in the hairdressers.

We need to make Christmas as normal as possible so that no-one cares about us and even wants to get info from us. Basically make ourselves irrelevant. Just be careful about anyone, even people you know maybe sucking info for the creeps that Belle is hiding from now. You just don't know.

If you own shares in X Co Inc maybe get the best price you can now and enjoy the post Christmas sales.

Paula pulled Toni and Sam aside:

The talk from my friends is not good. Belle and her kids are nowhere to be found. I don't know if she is in witness protection, but it probably is best she is not because that area of the FBI is far from secure. The gym is probably the best and the worst place for you at the moment. Just make sure you get it around deliberately you don't know anything much about why she is no longer around and she hasn't called you and you have had no emails from her or her shit husband. Maybe just say all you know is she broke up with her husband and she probably needs time away from her breakup and Houston while she gets things back on track with her and her girls.