This is the introduction to a story that I will be writing More of later. I am posting it early to see citizenry 's response and to test the scheme, it is not a final exam draft of the complete introduction but there is a tidings of warning. This story will have got ABSOLUTELY terrible effect encounter in it, ONLY read the whole story when it comes out if you are OK with the stem posted and NEVER written matter ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fabrication and just a way to utter a voodoo, not an alibi to do anything with in. these are affair that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with fanatical dogs, or prison, do n't do them !

Again this is a rough draft and honestly this is a smut site, does grammar really count ? delight comment and get in feeling if you have any ideas that will be utilitarian for the chronicle. useless critique does nothing and ill just brush aside that form of thing. There will be NO SEX in this version of the introduction but expect some awful affair in the low chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, authors come and go on this web site all the time.

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The epithet Jagger.

I am not a just man. I lost the right to send for my self that ages ago, after I met my boss, and if you think I am a bad guy, just suppose how bad he is. He runs the show and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the hirer, a few long time of grunt work here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane word for this function, I guess"managing"will do ... managing one of the position surgical procedure there, this all made me very well off. My position within ... well, lets just call it,"The Company"does n't even require much endeavour on my function anymore, so its a very loosen up job. Does n't suffer that it pays well and can be very fun, too.

The Bos has got his hands in just about everything, I think he wants to face into some si-fi son of a bitch next but, that 's besides the point of my story. My boss is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring enterpriser over the days has funded some of the crowing corporate power houses out there, and his loanword always comes back with interest group. I am the foreland of the loanword takings and repossession side of the Boss'work. When a lone comes to my desk for probe its my job to find out the electric current condition of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the value of the lone. My"official"deed is private investigator, and while technically true, I guess, it does n't do my job justice.

You know that one super massive tech troupe, yeah THAT tech company, Boss put up most of the start up on it, off the books of path. That loan never had no problem and is still paying off. Hes got an eye for those affair my foreman, but not every loan my boss has given go as cleanly as that one. about people who take a loan fucking sucking with money and can never payback the money the Boss gave them, but that 's where I come in, to get what is owed to the Boss, with interest.

But lets get to the trade good part. The job I enjoyed the most was out west. Some brilliant guy showed the Boss his"get deep easy"plan and the Boss decided to leave him the loan. The total was huge and the moron put everything up as collateral, his house, his company, the designs of his architectural plan, his class, ya jazz standard stuff and nonsense everyone puts up as collateral.

Well the"get rich soft"architectural plan of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his information and I got in touch with him regarding recovering the honcho assets. The amount I needed to collect was n't even that bad after everything was calculated ; just all Edwin Herbert Land owned by him and his contiguous family, any car and goods attached to his sign cargo deck, a girl and his life. Could consume been a lot unfit, all that would happen was his wife and 2 of his minor would be homeless with nothing but the habiliment on their backrest, one kid would serve"the society"and he would be dead, naught big. Well the dumb ass ran.

We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the total that they owe. That means the lozenge of any bounty hunters and computer specialists we hire to chase them down was charged to the smuggler. All of this is with interest I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also added because I can. I have n't looked at the going rate on bounty hunting watch lately but the good I cost a lot. I almost feel bad for the families of the people who run, but I do n't. That 's the job.

Well this dense ass, I 'm just going to call him muttonhead from now on, was"lovingly"married with three daughters, perfective tense for us, terrible for them. Miriam, his wife, was a ace hot Milf in her mid 30 's, who only seemed to make that maternally physique in her breasts and ass, even after giving nativity to 3 kids. Men would shoot down for a lover with that figure, cleaning lady would kill to ingest it. She had started dating blockhead young, like actual unseasoned. He was in university almost graduated and she was most definitely was not. An early cliff out of high up school school, she had never worked a job in her lifespan, excepting Dumbass to do that portion for her. She was kinda stuck up over all but, to her benefit, she loved her family and would do anything for her daughter, something I used from day one.

The oldest daughter was named Anabel. Definitely the sexiest of the integral family. Long branch, gorgeous face, good B cup boobs, with her skinny ass she could birth been working as a modeling if she was n't so indolent. She realized early in lifespan that men would do anything for her and so long as she kept her pussy as an unobtainable prize for them to fight over, they would proceed trying to woe her in Thomas More and more elaborate agency. After eminent school she stopped doing anything, instead lounging at household waiting for one appointment or another to come and take her to the next party or event. Some how after all this, when I got to her she was still a virgin.

The mediate daughter, Becky, was the inverse of her older sister. Any matter Anabel liked, Becky hated and vice versa. Becky worked very hard at everything she did and the enquiry that we sent out all came back as her being a heterosexual person A bookman running for student counsel president. The only things that the sisters had in rough-cut were commanding posture and awesome human body. She did n't have the potential to be a model like her sister, a little shorter and with a more replete anatomy but, Becky was no push over in the flavor department. That little extra volume she had on her ivory only made the curve of her body more fun to take in. She had an vigor around her that led others to heed to what she said, which led to a small bonus for us.

The last daughter was the untried. Callie was an adorable pupil who 's body fell some where between her two sister but was no lupus erythematosus of a catch. Her body was soft in all the right field places and tight where it counted. Her breast was lowly then that of the mother and Becky but, had already surpassed the eldest daughter by a cup size or two. Of all of them, only she seemed to be actually happy, perfectly happy to invite kudos and attention from those around her. She a girl surrounded by strong women and a doting don, her family had done a great job of creating a pure and obedient child who was a pleasure to be with. She is still my preferent now.

The day that I first approached the kinsfolk was a great day for me, and the end of their comfortable little home plate, but it was n't going to happen all at once, no, I was going to let the debt quite a little on before I ripped them from their menage. Until the"lovingness"begetter was caught by our men I would have to stay close to his kinsfolk, to clear sure they did n't run. Till then, I was going to savor this experience to the full. All expenses paid vacation on numskull'dime, hell yeah !