by Finian Blake
“Lenard what do they need to build the bomb?”
“They need a place to work. This is not a back yard project. They need a truck, and modifying the truck will take some time but the tough trick is getting a pump or pumps to transfer the fuel. If you knew what the target was it would be a big help.”
Nadia injected herself back in the conversation. “This is Tom’s project. I think that we had better consult with him. He is having a party for Helen and Susan’s return from the Amazon.”
Boris was shocked. “He sent his wife and daughter to that river?”
“No, the Amazon Inn in England hasn’t Cherry told you about it?”
“All that Cherry told me about was Knoll Productions.”
Nadia smiled warmly. “The Amazon Inn is where your family stayed when they came from Georgia. I am sure that she mentioned it.”
“All that she told me is that it was very nice and she was treated like a queen for which I will be eternally grateful.”
“I met your mother just before coming here. As it turns out our families lived close to each other and used the same shops and restaurants. She tells me that she was a seamstress and she struck up quite a friendship with Beth and Arlene but she really adores my sisters.” A worried look came over Boris’s face.
“You don’t need leverage with me I am happy to do what you want.” His Russian side was in full drive.
Nadia cupped his face with both hands. “Boris, you are so Russian. We do this because we want you to be happy. Although, I think my sister is beyond liking you. Judging by your loss of weight both she and Rhonda have been screwing your brains out.”
“I…I…I…” All Boris could do was stammer.
“Relax Boris. We all need sex and every woman out there is somebody’s sister or daughter. Cherry judges love by who you are.” Nadia still held his head.
“But Rhonda…!”
“Cherry loves men and women with equal enthusiasm Rhonda is her partner, but take my word for it she loves you too.”
“I know that she told Rhonda that she loves me, but how can you tell?”
“She gave you full control over the technical end of her business she just bought the safe house from Tom for a cool million. Cherry threatened to kick my ass if I made a pass at you or Rhonda.”
The expression on Boris’s face changed, “Would you?”
“Cherry is my sister. I would no more make a pass at you or Rhonda than she would make a pass at Ted.” Boris seemed satisfied with her answer. Nadia pulled him close kissing him firmly at the hairline of his forehead. Nadia stepped back examining the perfect lip print on his for head smiling with satisfaction as she noticed that Boris had no idea that the print was there. Nadia smiled warmly at Randal and Eden.
“We are leaving for Tom’s. You are expected in thirty minutes or I will come back and get you.” She pulled out her Black Berry calling Xavier first for her ride and then called Cherry to let her know that she was on her way.
6.
CONFLICTS
Nadia and Boris were greeted at the door by Helen who was surprised when she saw the well-dressed man with her. “Helen this is Boris. He will be an associate of Cherry’s in her U.S. venture.”
Helen shook his hand with a warm reserve. “Boris what a pleasure it is to meet you. Have you known Cherry long?”
“No quite frankly I have only known her for a little more than a week. She is helping me with my mother’s transportation.”
A relieved look came over Helen’s face. “Yes of course we met over at Beth’s shop. She really is quite a vital woman it’s hard to believe that a woman that young has a son your age. She really is a vital woman. The papers had not cleared yet otherwise we would have been on the same flight.” Boris, Cherry must think a lot of you she had Susan personally supervise every detail of your mothers stay and that never happens. Susan is usually much too busy to oversee the fine details.”
“Who is Susan?”
“You will meet her when you go to the Inn.” Nadia said softly. “Helen is right Cherry made a personal request that she insure that your mother had every consideration. Which she has never done before so Susan went all out for her sister.”
“Why is she being so nice to me?”
“You’re the one with the off the scale IQ. Take a wild guess.”
Helen was looking over his shoulder as she spoke. “Oh my god…!”
Rhonda and Cherry came walking up the sidewalk wearing almost identical outfits which consisted of white silk tops and flimsy one-piece running shorts. Helen could make out Cherry’s black lace bra through the material. Rhonda did not have that problem since she was not wearing a bra making her prominent nipples evident through the material. Their sport shorts were made of ultrathin material with an ultrathin liner leaving no doubt as to their sex. Finishing it off were flat gold sandals that laced up to the knee. Cherry went to slap Nadia on the ass as she approached but Nadia caught her hand just a few inches away.
Both Cherry and Rhonda eyed Boris in his new clothes. “Who’s the dude?” Cherry’s mouth dropped open. “Boris…! Nadia you have outdone yourself. How did the rest of the day go?”
Boris was eager to answer. “Nadia took me for grooming and clothes but the big news is that all of the apartments are complete. Then we went by the stake out and I fixed their computers for them. They were not able to finish my suit on time so we will have to go to Rhonda’s place around seven to meet the salesman that is delivering it.”
Helen caught Cherry’s eye and quietly drew her off to the side. They both withdrew to the master bedroom up stairs. She stopped in front of the bedroom’s mirrored closet doors.
“I don’t think that there is a good way to put this so I will just wade in.” Helen took a deep breath. “Susan and I just spent three months at the Inn so I hope that I can say this without offending you. Little Susan is just turning thirteen and she worships the ground that you walk on. She started working out, taking martial arts classes and she is even learning how to shoot because she wants to be just like you.”
Cherry raised an eye brow, “Where are you going with this?”
Helen took a deep breath and turned Cherry toward the mirror. “If she sees you dressed as you are Susan will want to dress like you.” Helen pressed on before Cherry could reply. “Don’t get me wrong. You look smoking hot. I normally wouldn’t say anything but Susan even tries to talk like you.”
Cherry asked, “So do you want me to leave?”
“No, she is dying to see you. I have a few beach dresses in my closet and I was hoping that you and Rhonda could cover up. The only lips that I want her to see are the ones that you put lipstick on.” To Helen’s relief Cherry snickered at the comment.
“So you don’t mind if Rhonda and I are partners?”
An introspective look came over Helen’s face. “We all love who we love. Isn’t it complicated with Boris in the mix?”
“No, he loves both of us and we love him, as you say we all love who we love. I spent my whole life not loving anyone romantically and now I find two people at the same time. I worry about him though. He has lost ten pounds last week.”
Helen shrugged, “As the song says ‘too much love will kill you every time’ and that’s a hell of a way to go. So can we make the attire more PG?”
“I’ll go for PG-13, how’s that.” Cherry’s smile broadened, “Your headed for disaster because you can’t make up your mind’, Freddy Mercury. But I can’t and I’m stuck. It’s like a roller coaster; once the ride starts you are on all the way to the end. I love them both and given our life style that may be enough.”
“If you need a friend I will always be here.” Helen kissed her warmly on the cheek. “I don’t really know Rhonda, so I was hoping that you could work with her.”
After a half an hour Cherry and Rhonda came downstairs in their beach dresses. Tom poured cocktails and everyone settled down on the patio. Boris enjoyed the casual conversation and relaxed comfortably with his n
ew friends finding that they honestly respected his intelligence. Rhonda found herself liking Helen’s straight forward manner after Cherry sat on her for fifteen minutes following the ‘that fucking bitch’ comment which led to some serious wrestling on the master bed.
Susan ran up hugging her favorite aunt Cherry. “Are we going swimming?”
Helen laughed saying, “Why do you say that dear?”
“Cherry and Rhonda have swim dresses on and Cherry’s top is wet.” Cherry looked down at her dress noting that her wrestling had caused her to lactate.
“Helen I need to leave.”
“Oh Cherry you can’t leave.”
“I need to shower after my swim.” Cherry said trying to keep up the pretense. “Nadia has a delivery coming to our place and it wouldn’t be fair to have her leave.” Boris jumped up to leave.
“No Boris I want you to get to know everybody.”
Rhonda jumped up, “My bottoms haven’t dried yet I will go with you.” They both stripped off their beach dresses as Helen walked them to the door. Rhonda kissed Helen politely on the cheek.
“We need to do this again at a more opportune time.” Helen smiled
“Thank you for your hospitality.” The ride home was made in silence. When they arrived Cherry took Rhonda by the hand leading her to the bedroom.
“I want to see what is making you so wet.”
By seven o’clock, Cherry and Rhonda were sitting on the couch wearing fresh sport shorts and tops which was the uniform of the house since they wore business attire all day. Rhonda was disappointed because Cherry wouldn’t call her sister.
“Why won’t you let me call you sister?”
“Because I would never love my sister like this,” Cherry brushed the thin material between Rhonda’s legs out of the way and was almost where she wanted to be when the doorbell rang.
“Shit…!” Rhonda jumped up and looked out the sidelight of the front door. “What is it?” Looking out the side light, all that she could see was a smiling face over a plastic garment bag.
James’ voice was warm with the mechanical solicitousness of many salesmen, “I have a suit which I promised to deliver by nine for Nadia.”
“Just a minute,” Rhonda unlocked the door. “Come in Nadia is not here but I am sure that that everything is correct. My partner placed the order through Nadia so she should inspect the suit.” His hungry eyes rolled up and down Rhonda’s body not trying to conceal the lust in his eyes. James was all eyes trying to judge the house not seeing the kind of wealth that would drop a $17,000 order in one pass.
“Follow me please.” James walked behind Rhonda hypnotized by the rhythmic roll of her hips as she led him into the living room. She turned around to make the introduction to her friend who was lounging seductively on the couch. James eyes about popped out of his sockets. He looked around Rhonda seeing that Cherry’s nipples were clearly evident underneath the fine fabric of her tee shirt. He had seen breasts like this in the pornographic comics that he had read, but nothing like this in real life. “I…”
“This is my partner Cherry.” James looked past Rhonda to Cherry who was Semi reclined against the arm of the couch. Her breasts were huge and her cleavage was amazing. She said something that did not register.
“I am sorry I did not hear you.” James mumbled.
“I said that my tits don’t have ears so you will have to talk to my face.” Cherry was more than a little annoyed with this clown.
James lifted his vulture stare to look Cherry in her powder blue eyes that were framed by her soft brown hair. “I promised Nadia that I would deliver this personally to her or Boris.” James’ gaze ran up and down her body not detecting a single flaw. Her body looked like it had been sculpted, but he noticed several bruises on her muscular legs. This little lady had taken a heavy beating recently. It was obvious that she liked it rough and James would be more than willing to oblige.
“Nadia and Boris are at a party and should be back in two hours.” Cherry wanted this lecher gone. “I am sure that everything is correct. Let’s see what you have and I will accept it.” Cherry held the suit up at arms-length to inspect it.” James thought that he was going to lose his mind as both women brushed the material looking for flaws. The women held the suit up high blocking their view of James. It was all he could do not to grab a handful of warm flesh so beautifully displayed on either woman, but he knew there was no way that he could take them without help from his friends.
“I am sure that this will be completely acceptable. Let us show you to the door.” Cherry said forcefully.
James threw up his hand. “I almost forgot that our manager sent a gift for you. I forgot it in the van. I will just dash out and get it.”
James ran out to the van opening the side door. Three men dressed in black wearing ski masks were waiting inside. Moving to the bottom of the stairs, the four men halted to reaffirm their plan. “There are two of them. The tall one and the boyfriend will be back in two hours and she is the one that is carrying the large role of cash. We go in secure the two bimbos and entertain ourselves until the others get here. With the cash the tall one was sporting we should net 20 or $30,000. Remember we use numbers not names. Number three you start the video camera as soon as I get my mask on, number four bring in the bondage equipment bag and number two will help me secure the bimbos. When we get to the door I will block the side light and when they open the door we all push in and give them the surprise of a lifetime. I want to be first with the little one with the huge tits. Let’s go.” As he climbed the stairs, number two had a roll of duct tape prepared in order to subdue the women.
Cherry shook her head. “I don’t trust that asshole. Look out the window.”
“Hey Cherry three men dressed in black wearing ski masks just got out behind James.”
Cherry smiled, “I’ll get my purse. I don’t think we will be interested in the prize that James has to offer”
Rhonda chuckled. “I have the Benelli in the closet. It’s loaded with bean bags.” Cherry moved further into the living room after opening the front door just a crack while Rhonda stepped into the hall closet.
James led the way up the stairs while two, three and four waited until he blocked the side light of the door. James held a package in one hand and a knife behind his back while the others pulled their knives out at the ready. The front door was slightly ajar so James quietly entered. After looking around the entry way he motioned the others in putting the bag down and drawing his knife. The four men were halfway in the living room when Cherry stepped out holding a silenced 9 mm Walther mini in her right hand, and the 45 derringer cocked in her left hand.
“Hey boys, mine goes bang-bang does yours?” All four men took two more steps into the living room.
“There are four of us and I only see one of you.” James smiled trying to bluff Cherry. “Is your little friend hiding in the closet?”
There was the click clack sound of a shotgun chambering a round. Rhonda’s voice lost its sweet sound in favor of a harsh command.
“Put the case down, drop your knives and take four more steps into the living room.” Everybody complied except for James. There was a soft boom and he fell to the floor without even a grunt. The three others quickly complied. “On your knees, cross your ankles and lace your fingers behind your head.” Rhonda walked over to James who was not moving.
“Cherry he is not moving. The bean bags are supposed to be non-lethal.”
“That was at ranges of over twenty-five feet. I would say that you are about five feet away.”
“Do you think he is dead?”
“It looks like it. Rhonda, where did you hit him?”
“At the base of the skull, Cherry…”
“Yeah, it’s a safe bet.” She looked down seeing a trickle of blood issuing from his nose. “See what they have in the bag.”
Rhonda opened the case, “Hand cuffs, ball gags, duct tape, riding crops, brass knuckles, dildos, butt plugs, vibrators, cameras both stil
l and video plus what looks like a serious supply of plastic bags. These boys had a lot on their minds. What do you think that we should do?”
Cherry was not in the mood for discussion. “Well, they took the trouble to bring all these goodies, so I think we should put them to good use so we don’t disappoint them. It’s only seven o’clock and sunrise is not due until five forty-five. Do you think that we can use all this before sunrise?”
Rhonda walked behind each man tapping him firmly on the head with the barrel of the shotgun. “You assholes have two minutes to shuck your laundry and get back on your knees. If there is any doubt I mean clean naked, ‘Move now…!” The three men jumped up with number two trying to edge closer to his knife.
Cherry barked a command to Rhonda, “When he gets within a foot of that blade shoot him in the nuts with one of those bean bags.”
“I have a clean shot.” Number three finished stripping and knelt once again. Rhonda picked up a roll of duct tape and tossed it in front of the man on the far right. “Secure the other two, tape their ankles and tape their hands behind their backs.” Cherry’s cell phone rang and she answered by pressing the speaker phone button.
“Cherry darling Boris and I are almost to you. Sue was very disappointed when you left. Did James drop off the suit yet?” Rhonda joined in.
“James was a very bad boy he dropped off the suit along with three rapists. The suit is beautiful, but the rapists look like plucked chickens.”
Cherry’s voice sounded casual as if ordering dinner off a menu. “There is a van in our driveway would you be so kind as to check it out when you pull in, one surprise is enough for the evening. I would hate for you to have a rude greeting when you come to the house.”
Nadia asked, “What about Boris?”
“He might as well know what we are like. He may want to back out after tonight.”
Nadia kept her eyes on the road. “Boris you might as well see the real Cherry. It is not too late to back out. We never force anyone to stay with us.” Nadia stopped the car when she saw the van in the drive. Reaching into the back seat Nadia retrieved her purse removing the end flap and pulled out a Sig 9 mm from her purse. Boris’s eyes opened wide when he saw the silencer. Nadia glanced at him.