Sweet Oleander (closed for Cumnchat)

Rosy was nervous. In fact, for a brief instance, she almost turned and ran out. Almost. Her hand was shaking and Danny seemed to understand. He stopped her and smiled, trying to calm her nerves.

“It’s not a race to the finish line,” he told her as he slowly finished what the woman had begun. Turning her around so that her back was to him, he slipped the red dress strap down. Softly he kissed the now bare shoulder, smiling when Rosy gave a little shiver.

“If you’ve changed your mind, it won’t hurt my feelings. This is your first time. It’s all about you.” Meanwhile the other hand slid down the strap on the other shoulder and his lips followed, kissing that bit of bare skin.

The sound of the zipper seemed unusually loud in the small room and Rosy felt the dress relax its hold on her body. At the moment, a flock of butterflies fluttered in her stomach. A thought crossed her mind and she felt the need to explain to him. Turning, she faced him.

“It’s not that I’m cheap, or one of those kind of girls. But there have been several times when I would not have had a say in what happened. I wanted the first time to be special with a special guy. Someone that I really cared about. Someone...well, you.”

When she stopped speaking , she dropped her arms and the dress slid from her body as the full skirt parachuted to the floor, leaving her standing before him in a pair of silk tap pants that did more to entice than hide her womanly features. No bra hid her pert breast. Instead her dark brown nipples, now puckered from the situation made them prominent and aching for attention.

Such new feeling tumbled through Rosy - fear, excitement, and a new one for her. Desire. Desire for the fine figure of a man that stood half naked before her.

That’s when suddenly she realized. She had indeed fallen for the man. In fact, she could not even contemplate sleeping with a man unless she loved him. He may not love her. Perhaps tomorrow he would hate her for giving up her virginity to him so easily. But tonight, he was her first. Her lover. Her Love.

Yes, she could not help it. She loved him.
 
Danny was shocked by Rosy's admission that she was a virgin, untouched by another man but here she was offering her innocence to him, it was so much to take in he almost showed her the door and refusing her. He DID like her, a hell of a lot, but this? It was overwhelming but she looked so vulnerable and innocent there was no way he could tell her to leave to wander the streets all night, anything might happen to her and he knew he would never live with himself if he allowed that to happen. He was not experienced but he could see that this was a really big deal for Rosy, her hands were shaking as she began to take her dress off, to calm her nerves he stopped her from going further and smiled reassuringly,

'It’s not a race to the finish line,'

He turned her to face away from him. Gently he slid the strap of her dress from one shoulder kissing her milky white flesh underneath. He smiled when Rosy shivered, not from cold or fear but anticipation of the unknown, the immediate future was out of her hands.

'If you’ve changed your mind, it won’t hurt my feelings. This is your first time. It’s all about you.'

He met no resistance when he dropped the other strap and kissed her bare shoulder then the moment of truth, the world seemed to stand still as the zipper hummed quietly as he drew it slowly down, Rosy seemed reluctant to let it go with her arms crossed in font of her but she turned to face him and smiled bravely, struggling for the right words but eventually finding enough to make some sort of sense,

'It’s not that I’m cheap, or one of those kind of girls. But there have been several times when I would not have had a say in what happened. I wanted the first time to be special with a special guy. Someone that I really cared about. Someone...well, you.'

With her speech over Rosy dropped her hands and the dress gently subsided to the floor leaving Rosy displaying her body willingly albeit shyly to a man for the first time in her life. The silk tap pants enhanced the glow of her skin as Danny stared, mesmerised by the unexpected beauty of the innocent girl that stood before him.

She had the look of innocence on her face but in her eyes was an indication of an unquenched desire, her eyes kept looking at Danny's crotch and he realised that he was tenting the bottom half of his Long Johns. They stared at each other for a long moment then Danny broke the silence,

"If we're really gonna do this we should both be naked so shall we do it together? On the count of three."

Rosy giggled, it seemed so incongruous to be preparing to show that which she had kept hidden for so long, preparing for a three count, she pushed her thumbs into the waist band of her tap pants and she blushed a little as Danny prepared to expose his manhood to her. She couldn't help wondering if it would look any different from Damian Dangerfield's or the two hoods outside the diner. She seemed to remember that they were all different in their length, girth and taste so hopefully Danny's would be something she could love.

"Three,,,,,,, Two,,,,, One." Rosy half closed her eyes and pushed the pants over her hips to her knees and let them slide the rest of the way down her legs. She squinted her eyes to look at Danny, trying not to ogle him the way he was ogling her. She failed miserably in that respect, His cock was, in Rosy's opinion, beautiful in its symmetry, length and girth in perfect proportion and it kept her attention as it twitched.

"Well Rosy, what do you think? Are we a go?"

Rosy lost any inhibitions and shyness she had and replied with a wicked look (One she had learned from Chrissie.)

"There is no way,I am gonna get dressed again until you've poked me with that thing between your legs."

"As you wish ma'am."

He scooped her up and deposited her on the bed.

"The adventure starts here Rosy."
 
If we're really gonna do this we should both be naked so shall we do it together? On the count of three.

Was it really down to this? A three count? What really surprised her was that he seemed nervous. Was it that he wanted to make her first time good? Lord, just being with him was good. It was perfect. And she could tell by his tenting longjohns that he liked what he saw so far. She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her lips as he started the countdown. But it was nerves that actually took over as she waited until he said three before she pushed the tap pants over her hips and let gravity take over.

The room suddenly felt cool and peeked over at Danny, blinking as she stared at his cock. It was beautiful, a grin playing across her face as she watched it twitch. This was her adventure. This was her chance to become a woman. Instead of hearing the stories about what all the women were doing, and with whom, now was her chance to enjoy life.

"Well Rosy, what do you think? Are we a go?"

"There is no way,I am gonna get dressed again until you've poked me with that thing between your legs."

"As you wish ma'am."


Suddenly she was in his arms and she felt a thrill run through her as his arms held her nude body before he laid her on his bed. Nude! She was totally nude as was he. It was really gonna happen!

The adventure starts here Rosy.

“Yes, it does.”

She was unsure of what to do next. Surely he didn’t just stick it in. Did he? She wasn’t a fool. She knew the basics of what happened. She knew that there was supposed to be pain and some blood the first time. But surely she didn’t just spread her legs and let him have at it.

Since he had apparently done it before, she would leave the “How To” to him. She smiled up at him though she was a bit nervous.
 
Danny's gaze wandered over Rosy's perfect little body, she was a pocket Venus, a goddess and he was the one she had chosen to be her first her very first real lover. He was nervous, not because he was inexperienced, he wasn't although was no Lothario he'd had a three maybe four before her. He was nervous because he felt he had a responsibility towards her to make this night memorable and above all, pleasurable.

He took her naked body in his arms and caressed her cheek and kissed her, not forcing anything, just letting her respond in her own way. Her little pink nipples were hard little points pressed into his chest so he picked her up and laid her on his bed. He held her gaze as she looked up to him her eyes were trusting as he gently spread her legs and her most treasured possession was revealed to him, his for the taking. Her vagina was partly hidden by an unruly mop of soft silky hair and he supported himself on one arm and ran his fingers through the pubic hair finding her little nub that he knew would bring her so much pleasure, he gently stroked over the hood that kept it hidden and a little way further he found her pink folds, wet and soft, he caressed her folds with his forefinger and slipped his finger into the warmth of her sheath where she immediately gripped hold of his exploratory digit, gripping and holding him tight.

Again he looked into her trusting, smiling eyes.

"You ARE SURE you want to do this Rosy?"

He asked, needing to make sure she understood that if she said 'NO' he would just back away although it would make no difference to the way he felt about her. He knew he was in love.
 
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As his arms slipped around her naked body, she felt her heart start pounding within her breast. Could this really be her night? And could this possibly lead to more than just a brief night of bliss? More than one stolen evening of love?

His cheek against hers, then his lips on hers and she smiled at him when he spread her legs. He ran his fingers through the dark brown pubic hair that crowned the space where her legs met. Suddenly, she felt a jolt shoot through her as his fingers rubbed against that little thing that she had seen before when she had looked at herself down there with a hand mirror. She twitched and gave a little squeal with these actions.

She was afraid that maybe she was making a fool of herself, that maybe he would change his mind and give up on her. Yet, he didn’t but instead ran his finger along her slit. She could feel just how wet she was and when he slipped his finger up into her sex, it was the widest thing that she had ever felt - much wider that her own finger that she had once tried to slip inside but lost her nerve. Her body, as if having a mind of its own, gripped his digit tightly and refused to let go. With a gasp, she looked to find his eyes on her.

You ARE SURE you want to do this Rosy?

He was so sweet, and so caring. She had seen such bad men, so many of them. Yet, she was lucky to have met him, and she knew that it was him. She loved him, and wanted it to be with him. And if this was the one and only time that he would want her, she would take it and treasure it all of her life.

Taking his face between her hands and kissing him on the lips, she smiled at him.

“Yes, I am sure. You and no other.”
 
Danny wasn't completely inexperienced with women but Rosy was a new challenge, he'd never taken a virgin's innocence before, all his previous lovers had wanted was the minimum of foreplay and had practically forced him to fuck them, all they had wanted or needed was a few minutes of fingering to make them wet and then it was 'Get on with it then' or words to that effect.

No, Rosy was different, she was to be cherished and loved, made to feel special, this night he knew was so special to her.
When he asked if she was sure that this was what she wanted he would have just cuddled her until morning had she said 'NO' then they would have gone their separate ways, he would still love her though but she said that she only wanted him, wanted him to be the one to deflower her.

He left his finger in the velvety warmth of her clutching channel and fondled her breasts, the silky softness hardening his manhood as it pressed against her thigh. Her nipples pressed into the palm of his hand, erect and swollen, one peeked between his outspread fingers so he gently flicked his tongue over the swollen bud before ducking it into his mouth and coating it in saliva and blowing on the taut pink bud. He felt rather than heard her sigh as she pressed her breasts to him. Her love tunnel still gripped him tightly as he pushed his finger deeper into her until it met with some resistance and he knew that this was as far as he could go for now. He slowly and gently moved his finger back and forth, eliciting small moans from her.

"You should be the one to place it." He invited her, withdrawing his wet digit from between her spread legs and taking her tiny hand and wrapping it around his stiff manhood. Danny wasn't blessed or cursed by a massive organ, he was just average in the same way as he regarded himself, mister average, nothing special, but now he felt like a king with his goddess. Soon he would make her his queen.
The atmosphere was tense as Rosy held him, it was now up to her to decide.
 
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Once that he appeared sure that this was what she really wanted, he picked up where he had stopped. Her sex still felt full from just his finger lodged inside it and she worried that his cock might be too large for her. His other hand played with her breast, exciting her twin peaks until each nipple was hard and aching for more. Slowly he would suck on them, and she found that with each suck he gave, her body seemed to tighten its grip on his finger. And when he would blow on her wet nipple, she would give a little gasp.

He slid his finger in a bit deeper and that full feeling was even more. But she couldn’t help the noises that she made as his finger worked her.

You should be the one to place it.

She nodded. Suddenly she felt empty in that small space once he had removed his finger. But he took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his member. It felt hot and hard and the whole idea was exciting and a bit scary. She so wanted this, but only with Danny. Danny was important to her. And this was a most important moment - the moment when he would make her a woman.

She smiled at him. With sure movements, she guided him towards that spot so recently vacated by his finger. She felt the warmth from the tip of his manhood as it pressed up against her sex. She looked up at him, trust showing in her eyes.

“Okay?”
 
Just once more Danny looked into Rosy's trusting eyes and the slight nod of her head and unbelievably she asked HIM if HE was okay. Danny was more than okay, he was floating on air as he gently and carefully eased the head of his manhood into what he considered the 'waiting room' of her sex. He paused as Rosy groaned softly and rolled her head to one side.

"Soon my little angel,"

He whispered, he didn't know where the words came from but they seemed so appropriate.

He pushed a little further and felt her velvety wetness surround his shaft, he met resistance and stopped pushing unsure how to proceed, whether to stab his way through her virginity (medical terms such as 'hymen' were a foreign language to him.), or whether to pressure it into granting him access. He was savvy enough to know that either option would be painful for his Rosy so in order to make it quick he thrust hard into her and heard her cry out. With his whole length now embedded inside her he held her tight and mumbled as he kissed her,

"It's done now, it's gone, finished with, I didn't hurt you too much did I?"

The firm grip on his cock and the radiant smile on her face gave him his answer.

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Olivia was at a loss as to what to wear for the party, her wardrobe was very limited and she wanted to look pretty for her handsome doctor, pretty enough so he would ask her out again. As luck would have it she met Maryanna on her way to visit Gino.

"Say, aren't you the gal that saved ma Gino's life?"

Olivia, being modest didn't want to take all the credit,

"I helped Doctor Carter yes but it's him you should be thanking not me."

"That ain't the way I heard it, if it hadn't been for you telling them numbskulls what to do he would of bin dead before the Doc got here."

Olivia couldn't deny it but all the same she tried to play it down.

"I made a suggestion yes but I didn't really know if it was the right thing to do, but Steve,,,,,,,,,,,,, Doctor Carter did all the work and fixed Gino up."

Maryanna smirked, a smile played on the corners of her mouth,

"SO, it's Steve is it? Not Doctor Carter? You fancy him don't you? He is rather dishy I must admit. Why don't you bring him to the party tomorrow night."

"We are going together but I don't have anything really nice to wear, he won't be interested after tomorrow night.

"Don't you worry about that, as I told that little friend of yours I've got dozens of dresses that I've never worn and most likely never will once Gino's fit again. You come by my room in a couple of hours and we'll find summat that will definitely get the Doc's interest."

Olivia was flabbergasted and just stood speechless as Maryanna disappeared into Gino's room.
 
He pressed himself into that tight channel and it felt as if she was being stuffed fuller than possible. The whole thing ached and as the tears started, she turned her head away, afraid that he would stop what they had started. She couldn’t help the groan that slipped out though. Despite that, Danny must have heard her as he whispered to her, Soon my little angel,

He called her his little angel. She had never been anyone’s little angel. It made her feel special. Special enough to be brave as he pressed in further before pausing. She bit her lip.

Suddenly he thrusted hard and she couldn’t help herself as she cried out. Inside it seemed like there was a big pop with a flare of pain. She could feel the small gush of blood and too late realized that they had not placed any towels down to protect his sheets from being stained with her blood.

Thankfully he didn’t move but instead stayed still, holding her in his arms and kissing her as he remained buried deep within her. She was embarrassed for him to see the tears roll down her cheeks.

It's done now, it's gone, finished with, I didn't hurt you too much did I?

She smiled at him. “No, you didn’t hurt me too much. Thank you for making me a woman. I’m glad that it was you, Danny.”

*****

Destiny looked in Rosy’s bedroom. The room was empty and the bed unslept in. There was no sign of her in the kitchen. Nor in the living area. Even the laundry room seemed to be lacking any sign of the young girl. The longer that she looked, the more she worried.

“Anybody seen Rosy?”

“She had a date with that Danny guy. She not back?”

“No, Chrissie. I can’t find her anywhere.”

After asking several of the guards watching the house, Destiny managed to find the one that had last seen the girl.

“Yeah, she left the complex with that bread guy. You know, his cinnamon rolls are the best! Anyway, I told her that she would have to be back at 11 or she would be locked out till in the morning. She wasn’t back by 11 when I threw the bolt. She’s probably with that guy.”

“But you don’t know for sure? What if Damian has her?”

“That chump? He’s probably hiding out scared that we’ll find him. You’re friend is just fine.”

The man just fluffed it off and went on with his work. Apparently there was very little that she could do about Rosy. Instead, she headed off to search out Kirk to see what he had to say about this.

*****

His arm was killing him. He had never been shot before. Damn! He’d kill them all if he could ever get back on top.

The sign said that it was a doctor’s office. Climbing the stairs was difficult but he finally made it up to the door. Even knocking seemed to take every bit of energy that he had. Finally, the door opened and Damian shoved his way in, gun drawn.

“You a doctor?”

“Yes. I’m Dr. Steve Carter. You look as if you need some medical assistance.”

“Shut up and stop this bleeding. And don’t try anything funny or I may just have to do the same thing to you.”
 
As if frozen in time Danny and Rosy lay locked in each other's arms with Danny deep inside her. He didn't want to move it felt so warm and snug inside her tight channel but eventually he felt an urge to move ever so slightly, he couldn't go forward so he moved back and Rosy's channel squeezed him tighter not wanting to let him go,

"Rosy honey, let's do this properly, you have given me your most precious possession and I can't give it back to you but I can give you my love to replace it, not just in words but in deed as well, just relax my love, leave it all to me."

He kissed her again and moved to suckle on a dark pink, hard nipple and rolled his hip back and forth, slowly at first, his stomach rubbing softly on her clit and untamed bush of brown hair that tickled as he moved. His cock stiffened again when he slid in and out of her tight wet tunnel, he felt her begin to match his movements, her hips rising and falling with his so their bodies met with a slapping sound, Danny grunted his pleasure as Rosy wrapped her legs behind him and purred like a kitten. It had been quite a while since Danny had been with a woman and for Rosy of course this was her first time so Danny came first spilling his seed into her, while Rosy's climax built and built until the extraordinary feeling inside her exploded and frightened her with its intensity.
Danny realised this and brushed the damp hair from her perspiring forehead,

"Don't worry darling, it's only nature, you've just had your first orgasm, the first of many I hope we can share in the future."

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Kirk was at a loose end having nothing to do and he didn't like it one bit, he liked to br kept busy, either with his hands or his brain. He was a finder, a problem solver but being here meant that although he was free to come and go as he pleased he knew that all of them outside of the family were kept under scrutiny at all times until it was decided that they could be trusted.

So when Destiny came to him saying that Rosy was missing and the last time she had been seen was last night at seven o' clock with Danny the baker, his mind started turning over all the possibilities, discarding all the more lurid scenarios until there was no other explanation. It was his vocation as well as his occupation to find people who had gone missing and knowing as much as possible about them and their recent activities usually led him to them. He made discreet enquiries of all the guards about Danny, he was the unknown in this but everyone said he was a good kid, no negatives.
He decided the first thing to do was to visit Danny and see if he could shed any light on Rosy's whereabouts.

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' You a doctor?”

“Yes. I’m Dr. Steve Carter. You look as if you need some medical assistance.”

“Shut up and stop this bleeding. And don’t try anything funny or I may just have to do the same thing to you.
'

Steve Carter shook his head he'd had a long day patching up one gunshot victim and now here was another waving a gun around like some cowboy in a western, it didn't seem likely that two incidents weren't related or that the two wounded were on the same side. Steve Carter didn't take sides, he never did but this could turn ugly. He knew his guns though being a gun collector since he was big enough to fire one.

"Put the gun down and I'll take a look at you, by the way if you're gonna shoot me you had better reload it, it's empty."

Damian slumped in the chair and let the revolver slip from his grasp.

"It fuck,,,,, in',,,,,,,hurts,,,, Doc."

Steve caught him before he fell and heaved him unconscious onto the examination table.
 
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With the pain, she froze up afraid to move. She was now a woman but still relatively naive about the whole thing. So when eventually he started to pull out of her, the pain flared again and automatically she froze, tensing up and clamping down hard on his member. Apparently she was clutching too tightly to his manhood still buried deep within her.

Rosy honey, let's do this properly, you have given me your most precious possession and I can't give it back to you but I can give you my love to replace it, not just in words but in deed as well, just relax my love, leave it all to me.

To relax was a hard thing to do when you know that the pain is coming. As if to take her mind off the pain, he kissed her before rolling one of her nipples around in his mouth. It must have worked for she relaxed and the pain started to lessen as he slowly slid in and out of her.

Her body seemed to know automatically what to do as her hips matched his movements. In fact, she was not aware of wrapping her legs around him. Nor was she aware of making sounds. Everything was new to her, exciting and yet overwhelming.

Danny sped up before thrusting deep into her as she felt a warmth deep inside. As he pressed into her, his body seemed to rub a spot close to her sex that seemed to make her heart beat faster and faster. Suddenly it was like fireworks inside her body. She felt as if she were high up and all sweaty. It was all wonderful yet scary and she suddenly felt panicky, wondering if perhaps she was having a heart attack. The panic must have shown on her face for Danny began to stroke her hair and calm her.

Don't worry darling, it's only nature, you've just had your first orgasm, the first of many I hope we can share in the future.

She looked at him in awe, with love in her eyes. A shy smile graced her lips, a bit strange as she lay naked with him, his manhood still buried deep within her sex.

“You called me your love. You mean that you would be willing to do it with me again? I know that you did this because I asked but I would not...well, I would gladly be willing to learn all that you would teach me. My love.” Small and dainty, her fingers stroked the side of his face before pulling it down so she could kiss him.

*****

Steve was surprised to discover that there were actually 2 bullets in the stranger. One was in his upper arm and the other was about two inches away in his shoulder and had managed to shatter part of the bone. He had finally stopped the bleeding but more than likely, that arm would not work as good as it had in the past. Oh, he had managed to save the arm so the stranger might look normal at a glance, but the strength might be missing. Unless perhaps the man went to a specialist...

Pinching the skin between his eyes, he felt a headache starting. Tonight had been a busy night and he couldn’t help but wonder if the two shooting cases were related. Two gunshot cases in the same evening? He didn’t believe in coincidences. By law, he was supposed to report both cases to the police. However, he was not stupid and he knew well enough that the first case was the mob. So was this one the mob too?

And with that, his thoughts turned to the woman that he had met there. Olivia. She didn’t appear to be like someone that one would normally find there. Smart. A basic understanding of medicine. She had been a very competent surgical nurse despite the unfavorable conditions. And beautiful. She seemed to have a purity to her that didn’t fit with a place like that.

He finished bandaging the injury and took a deep breath. It had been a long night and even though he would like nothing more that to go to bed but he needed to keep an eye on the patient.

Covering the man, he left him sleeping on the table and crossed to sit at his desk, taking the patient’s jacket with him. Inside the jacket pocket was wallet and as he searched through it, he found ID. He glanced over to the form on the table.

“So, Mr. Damian Dangerfield, what is your story?”
 
'You called me your love. You mean that you would be willing to do it with me again? I know that you did this because I asked but I would not...well, I would gladly be willing to learn all that you would teach me. My love.'

Rosy's delicate fingers gently caressed his face and their lips met for the umpteenth time in a passionate kiss that neither wanted to end. It had to end eventually so they could draw breath, Danny supported himself on his elbows and looked down at Rosy's flushed face, flushed with desire, not embarrassment.

"You are my love Rosy and nothing will ever change that, I will do this with you as many times as you wish and teach you as we go. We can begin with your first lesson."

He laughed as he thrust into her again.

"Never be satisfied with just the once."

Their bodies writhed on the bed, arms and legs tangled together as they made love until the early hours, when Danny murmured sleepily,

"Rosy darling I really need some rest I have to bake the bread, make my deliveries and then do my books. It may seem that I am neglecting you but you will constantly be in my thoughts. I will walk you back to the mansion when I make my delivery there and you can call me when you want to see me again."

Rosy's face fell then she brightened up,

"I don't HAVE to go back right away, I can help you and clean up while you make your deliveries and hopefully we'll have time for another lesson before you do your books."

She gave what she hoped was a seductive smile and added,

"I haven't forgotten the first lesson Danny so hurry up won't you?"

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Steve was almost asleep at his desk when the strident ringing of his telephone woke him.

"Doctor Steve Carter, can I help you?" he muttered sleepily.

"Doc it's Chris, Chris Munro, Debbie's gone into labour, we need you Doc, PLEASE."

Steve remembered the young couple, Chris and Deborah Munro. Deborah was very small and petite but was carrying twins so it was fairly certain that the births wouldn't be easy and not without its dangers.

"I'll be there in ten minutes, just have to make a quick call."

He called the mansion and told the guy who answered to find Olivia Carson and tell her she was needed at the surgery, he scribbled a note for her to say the guy on the table needed regular pain relief and his arm putting in a sling, then he left.
 
Ever since she had devoted herself to Marco, the thought of sucking another man’s cock never even occurred to her anymore. In fact, she found thoughts of him uppermost in her mind. She had never really understood the way that Kirk and Destiny had gone at each other and had delighted in giving the two a hard time. But now, she was beginning to understand. Still, this was all strange to her.

She had cleaned up the room and put fresh sheets on the bed. As to when he would again stop by, she didn’t know. But she sure hoped that it was soon.

She lay on her bed, reading a magazine that she had borrowed from one of the girls that lived here. Peggy? Penny? Polly? It was something like that. It was funny but she felt comfortable in this place. Like she really fit in. And she did, cause Marco was here.

There was a knock on her door and she called out. “Come in!” She had decided that if it was Marco, she would tell him that he didn’t need to knock anymore. This was his room.

*****

Olivia was surprised to find that this house/prison/fortress possessed a fine library with all the classics in fine leather bindings. That was something that she wouldn’t had thought possible.

As she peruse the titles on the shelves, she found one that caught her attention. THE JUNGLE by Upton Sinclair. This was one story that she had heard about but never read.

Pulling the book down, she took it to one of the large leather chairs and sat down to read. She was about 45 minutes into the book when the door opened and in walked one of the men guarding this place.

“You...Olivia? The dame...won...uh lady that helped the Doc?”

“Yes, I’m Olivia.”

“Well, the Doc called. He needs your help. But you can’t leave until tomorrow morning.”

The man gave her the note. The penmanship left a lot to be desired but she was able to get the general message. He needed her help. Now. She jumped up to leave but the man reminded her.

“Where you going? The house is on lockdown until tomorrow morning.”

“But I need to leave now! A man’s life may be in danger!”

“Sorry.”

“Who would have the say to let me out?”

The mobster thought for a moment. “There’s three people. Mr. Cappalino, Mr. Giabaldi, or Marco Cappalino. They are the only people that can open the gates before then.”

He turned and left and she hesitated for a moment. Should she? They were powerful men and the last thing that she should do would be to piss them off.

The book was forgotten, left in the chair before she headed for Christie’s room.

*****

“Come in!”

Inside was the dark-haired beauty resting in bed reading a magazine. Olivia was disappointed to find no sign of Marco. And Chrissie certainly looked disappointed that it was her instead of Marco.

“Do you know where Marco is?”

“No. Why?”

“Because I need to get out of here.”

“What’s wrong with you. You can’t get out until morning. Besides, why do you want out? There’s...”

“You remember that Doctor that came here?”

“I didn’t see him but...”

Olivia cut her off. “Anyway, he...”

“What’s going on here?” The deep voice cut through and Olivia whirled around and found herself face to face with Marco. For the next couple of minutes, she explained exactly why she needed to be let out and letting him know that she understood that she couldn’t get back in until the next morning.

*****

The streets were relatively deserted with her footsteps the only noise save the occasional car driving by. In her hand she clutched a piece of paper with the address to the Doctor’s practice. She felt special that he was needing her - depending upon her. Maybe there was hope for her after all.

Once she found the building, she quickly climbed the stairs and found 3a. She knocked on the door but got no answer so she tried the knob and the door opened to her. She walked in and called out tentatively. “Hello? Steve? It’s Olivia?”

She found the message that he had left and searched through the cabinet for the supplies she needed before she slowly opened the door to the room where the patient was.
 
It was almost nine o'clock in the morning, no one had seen Rosy since seven o'clock the previous evening when she had gone off with Danny the baker. Both Kirk and Destiny were worried about her, she was so naive she could get herself into all sorts of trouble so when Kirk voiced his worries to Destiny and said he was going out to look for her Destiny just reminded him that Dangerfield was still on the loose and told him to be careful.

"Don't worry sweetheart, he knows everyone is looking for him, he'll be holed up somewhere, besides I'm only going two blocks to Danny's bakery and see if he can tell me anything."

When he arrived he could her a woman singing inside so he pushed open the door to the bakery and saw Rosy dressed in a baker's smock and up to her elbows in flour, she was singing away as happy as a lark. She didn't hear him come in and started when he spoke to her,

"Rosy what on earth are you doing here? Everybody's worried about you."

"Worried about me? Why? I'm a grown woman and can look after myself, and Danny takes good care of me," She giggled shyly,

"VERY good care of me in every way imaginable, no, he didn't make me do anything I didn't wanna do, if anything I forced him to ,,,,,,,,,,, you know, and now I'm a real woman, I'm Danny's woman." She giggled again.

Kirk was almost speechless, but he manged to blurt out,

"Are you sure about this? You only met the guy yesterday and you've already done what you said you'd never do until you got married."

"Well I guess I got tired of waiting and Danny's such a sweet guy, he says the nicest things to me, he says I'm pretty and that he loves me, isn't that what a girl likes to hear?"

"Yeah I guess so, but you should have let us know you were ok, so when are you coming back?"

"Coming back? Oh I'm not, I'm staying here with Danny and hopefully we'll have a few kids running around before too long."

"That's up to you of course Rosy but please think about what your doing, at least come back with me and tell the others."

"Kirk I know you think I'm stupid but for the first time in my entire life I feel capable of making my own decisions. Danny will be back soon so hang around and we'll all go together."

This was a far cry from the Rosy that he knew, gone was the shy, mousy young girl and in her place was a pretty, independent woman. He knew then that nothing would change her mind but he swore to himself that if this Danny guy ever hurt her in any way he would have to answer to him.

"Sure Rosy, I'll wait, I wanna check out this Danny."
 
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The room was lit by lamplight, probably to allow the patient a chance to rest. From the doorway, all she could tell was it was a man. The note stated that the man had the removal of a bullet from his upper arm and shoulder.

He seemed to stir and she stepped forward with a comforting smile on her face. Speaking in a soft voice, she said,

“Just relax, Sir, you are at the doctor’s office and I am here to...”

Olivia slowly realized as she approached the man on the operating table just who she was looking at. The despicable Damian Dangerfield was slowly coming around.

Her first thought was to shoot him herself. Destiny and Kirk had told them about the shoot out with Damian and his men. Damian must have been hurt himself. Perhaps she should report him to the men back at the compound.

But she couldn’t. There was Hippocratic Oath. Words echoed in her brain. FIRST DO NO HARM. No harm. No matter that she was looking at a despicable man.

“...uh, I’m here to give you something for your pain.” She went over to the sink and found a glass, filling it up with water from the faucet. She returned to Dangerfield and helped him sit up. Maybe if she acted like she didn’t recognized him, maybe he wouldn’t recognize her. At least that was her plan.

“Dr. Carter had an emergency that he had to take care of. But I have his instructions right here. How are you feeling?”

“Like hell,...Olivia, isn’t it?” Dangerfield was sweating a bit, obviously in some pain. But he grimaced at her. “Come now, surely you remember me. I remember you and your whore sister. I must be doing something finally right.”

“Mr. Dangerfield, listen, I am here to...”

“Shut up, bitch. You’re coming with me.”

“You are just getting over a procedure. You really don’t have the strength to go somewhere...”

“You want to argue with this?” He shook his hand and she suddenly noticed the gun that he had pointed at her.

She was scared. This was not what she had thought would happen. She had ideas of Florence Nightingale. He had ideas of a night of revenge.

For a man in pain, Dangerfield managed to keep the gun on her with his damaged arm. The sling that held it also hid his gun. Once out on the street, his dominant arm gripped her by the neck and dug the gun into her side. He used her as a shield and a crutch and she tried to keep her head clear and look for an out.

Neither one of them noticed the lone figure that followed them at a discrete distance.
 
:rose:The birth of Debbie Munro's baby was a straight forward affair and was all over in a matter of two hours,

"There you are Debbie and Chris, congratulations on a fine healthy baby boy, he weighs in at seven pounds twelve ounces."

Steve washed up and declined the offer of a celebratory drink as he had a badly wounded patient at the surgery although his new nurse should be able to cope until he got back. In truth he wanted to see Olivia more than concern for his patient. GOD, she was beautiful, way out of his league he thought, but a guy can dream a little can't he?

As he approached the block where his surgery was located two figures came onto the street one of them clearly resisting. The street lighting fell on them as they moved away from him and he gasped in alarm,

"WHAT THE FUCK, OLIVIA!"

They were too far away to hear him and he realised that if he revealed himself Olivia would more than likely be harmed by the time he reached them. He followed at a safe distance, all the time closing the gap between them but keeping out of sight as the guy who was holding Olivia kept looking round. Steve recognised him as Damian Dangerfield, the guy who he had dug a couple of bullets out of earlier. He had no qualms about tackling him in a fight as he had played college football and with his opponent weak from loss of blood it was no contest but there was Olivia to consider and what if he had found his gun and reloaded it? It was safer to just follow and wait for an opportunity.
As usual there was no one around and even more typical there was no sign of a cop patrol car to flag down. Damian kept to the back streets and several times Steve lost sight of them but then heard the CLICK- CLACK of Olivia's heels on the sidewalk as she was hustled along.
He hid in one doorway and put his hand out to find it sticky with fresh blood so it seemed that the stitches had burst and Dangerfield was bleeding heavily. At that point Steve wasn't thinking like a doctor, all he wanted to do was smash his fist in the other guy's face. What if he realised he was about to pass out? What would he do, kill Olivia?

Steve picked up his pace to quickly close the gap on the two ahead of him and tackled them both to the ground but somehow Dangerfield recovered first and came up pointing the gun at Olivia.

"Hi Doc, good to see ya, ya just in time to patch me up again, or the girlie gets a bullet between her eyes although I was rather looking forward to putting my cock between her legs."

"You need a hospital you fool, you gotta get that shoulder seen to properly or else you could lose the arm altogether if gangrene sets in."

"Nah, ah don't believe a word of it, ya just tryin' to scare me into giving up."

Then the loss of blood took its toll and he crumpled to the ground unconscious. Olivia had scrambled to her feet and was already tearing her underskirt into strips for makeshift bandages.

"Good thinking Olivia but we have to get him to a hospital else he'll die."

He couldn't help but notice the look of pleasure that flickered across her face, then she was all professional again and helping him to lift Dangerfield onto his shoulders. They eventually got Dangerfield to the hospital where he underwent immediate emergency surgery to try and save his arm. Of course the hospital had to report a shooting and Steve and Olivia had to stay until mid morning to give statements and of course they talked.

"Olivia, it seemed to me that you two knew each other, was there something going on between you? Not that it bothers me if there was but I'd like to know the story."
 
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Olivia had never been so glad to see someone as she was when suddenly Steve tackled them though Damian getting back up so quickly worried her. And she couldn’t help blush at the words he spoke about sexually having her. The glance that Steve gave her worried her but she would have to explain things later.

When Damien collapsed, she was upset that she actually felt relieved. She helped Steve get the unconscious man on his shoulders and soon they were at the hospital with Dangerfield rushed to surgery. It was mid morning before finally it was just the two of them. Somehow, she knew that the question was coming.

Olivia, it seemed to me that you two knew each other, was there something going on between you? Not that it bothers me if there was but I'd like to know the story.

“Steve, Damian Dangerfield is an evil man. My older sister is Destiny Carson. She used to sing at Dangerfield’s nightclub, Sweet Oleander. All she wanted to do was sing. She has a beautiful voice. Damian kept trying to get her to sleep with him but she turned him down. Then one day I drop by to visit her.”

She hesitated, embarrassed. But she continued.

“He kidnapped me. I had been studying nursing but that suddenly stopped. He told Destiny that if she didn’t start sleeping with him, then he would...have me.” She couldn’t bring herself to say the word rape.

“He beat poor Destiny, forced her to do horrendous things while he held me captive. She would be allowed to visit me and it would make me cry to see the bruises and worse. Then he got more evil. He decided to...”. She hesitated, somewhat embarrassed and she looked away from him.

“Kirk had fallen in love with Destiny and he rescued her and then me and Rosy before he could have us. We have been on the run until we discovered that we had information that he was going to attack the people that... well, where you first met me. They were keeping us safe until Dangerfield could be found. He wanted to kill all of us, or at least extract his revenge.”

She had spoken in hushed whispers, not wanting anyone else to hear her story.
 
Steve listened to Olivia's story as she spoke in hushed whispers her voice cracking with emotion as she relived the terror of her captivity, not knowing from day to day if Destiny would finally break and leave her sister to her fate. Steve held her hand and wiped away her tears as they came.

"That Damian Dangerfield has a hell of a lot to answer for but as we are involved with caring for him we can't tell anyone, when he's up and about he can walk out of here a free man unless of course the cops charge him with kidnap for forcing you to go with him, that's our only hope and maybe we can get some more dirt on him through Destiny."

"Destiny is the key to this whole mess, if she knew where HE was right now she wouldn't hesitate, she knows so much about his operations, probably more than either of them realise, the bitch of it is we can't say a word to her."

Olivia sobbed as she knew she couldn't involve Steve in her troubles no matter how much in love they were. IN LOVE!! That came as a shock to her, she had never been in love before and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Destiny would know what to do, she always did being the older sister, she would speak to her at the party tonight. She had forgotten all about the party, so much had happened but she was determined she would keep Steve's eyes on her, if only she could find the right dress, then she remembered Maryanna's offer of the pick of her wardrobe.

When they got back to the house everywhere was a hive of activity, lights being strung, exotic potted plants being brought in, a huge Marquee was being erected on the lawn. Steve went to make sure Gino was okay and saw Maryanna sitting holding Gino's hand.

"Olivia, my nurse is looking for you Maryanna, something about you loaning her a dress for tonight."

"OH Lord, I forgot I'll go straightaway and sort her out, don't go away Gino my love I'll be back."

After she had gone Gino grinned at Steve,

"Women eh? Where does she think I'm gonna go like this?"

"Don't worry Gino another couple of weeks and you'll be up and about."

"That's all very well Doc but when can I start giving it to her again?"

"Be patient Gino it might two or three months yet."

Gino groaned in frustration.

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Maryanna found Olivia outside her room and invited her in and asked

"What sort of dress do you want? Something special for a special guy?"

Olivia blushed,

"Well yeah some thing sexy but subtle."

"Olivia dear I do sexy, no problem, but subtle ah don' even knows what that means."

They both laughed together and walked into the crammed closet. Olivia had a fair idea of what she wanted and soon found what she was looking for,

"This one's perfect providing it fits."

She held up the black elegant backless dress against her and Maryanna urged her to try it on.

"Beautiful," she said as Olivia twirled in front of her, "I could fancy you myself in that and I'm straight."

Again they laughed and Olivia hurried to her room to get ready, Steve was going to call for her at 6.45.
 
Destiny watched as the crew busied themselves decorating the ballroom area. She was amazed at just how large this mansion was. And she was so anxious to have Dangerfield found so that she and Kirk and the rest of them could finally be free. If they could just find the man and get him under wraps.

Meanwhile, she was worried about Kirk and Rosy. The woman had not come back last night and Kirk had gone looking for her first thing this morning. She felt responsible for the girl. Girl? Rosy was a woman but very naive when it came to men. And this man that she had gone out with could easily take advantage of her.

“Say, Destiny. You heard from Olivia?” Chrissie stuck her head in the room.

“What do you mean?” Destiny’s whirled around to look at the woman.

“She got a message from that Doctor guy. She said that she needed to leave right now. Marco gave the okay for her to get out of here despite the lock down.”

Now she was panicking. “How long has she been gone?”

“How long has who been gone?” Olivia stood in the doorway with a questioning look in her face.

Giving out a cry, Destiny rushed over and hugged her sister tightly. “How could you go out like that! Damian could have snatched you.”

Olivia was a bit uncomfortable as she had never lied to her sister.

“But I’m here, sis. And look at this dress. Maryanna is letting me borrow it. It’s a killer! Do you think that it will knock Steve’s eye...I mean, Dr. Carter’s eyes out?”

“Yes, I think that you will soon have Steve eating out of your hand.”

Olivia smiled, glad to have her sister’s attention off of Damian Dangerfield, if at least for a little while.

Chrissie shook her head as she headed out of the bedroom. “This is getting too complicated for me.”
 
Olivia was in her room doing her makeup for the party when there was a knock at the door,

"Come in I'm decent,"

Olivia called out gaily, she was in such a good mood thinking of dancing with Steve, being in his arms and maybe he would like her enough to kiss her, she didn't dare think beyond that just yet, she hardly knew him but just being near him made her clench her thighs together.

"It's only me Olivia," answered Maryanna as she walked in,

"I reckon as you have someone special in mind you ought to wear something to keep his eyes and,,,,,,,,,,,," her eyes shone with a naughty glint," Mebbe his hands busy."

She told Olivia to turn round and fastened a dainty necklace around her throat that dropped into her cleavage and was bound to attract the gaze of any man to the swell of her curvy boobs.

"Maryanna, I can't wear that, he'll be looking down there all night." Olivia protested without much conviction for that was where she wanted Steve to look and maybe touch.

Maryanna laughed, " Sure you can wear it, you want him to notice your tits don't ya?"

"Well yes I suppose so," admitted Olivia, blushing.

"There ya go then, Ya can borrow the necklace for tonight but keep the dress it looks fantastic on you, think of it as a thank you for saving Gino's life and his,,,,,,,,,,,,, well you know what. By the way how long before he's back in action?"

"Doc says two, maybe three months."

"OH MY LORD, WHAT AM I GONNA DO FOR THREE MONTHS?"

Maryanna squealed in mock horror and then she giggled,

"He can still use his hands though can't he?"

They both laughed.

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Kirk watched as Rosy busied herself in the bakery kneading the dough and shaping it into loaves and buns. She seemed happy enough as she hummed to herself, in fact, she seemed happier than he had ever seen her, this Danny was having a positive effect on her.
When Danny arrived back from his deliveries he didn't see Kirk sat in a corner and went straight to Rosy and wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted the hem of her smock up and whispered in her ear,

"Just here love, or shall we go upstairs?"

Rosy giggled and indicated Kirk sitting in the corner, "Not now Danny, we have a visitor, later for sure. Danny this is Kirk, Destiny's husband to be, Kirk, this is Danny who has made me into a woman at last."

Kirk took her meaning straightaway and he grinned, "About time too, you nearly missed the boat altogether."

He shook hands with Danny, liking him already. "You'll take good care of her won't you Danny? She's had a hard life and I wouldn't want her hurt in any way."

"You can rely on me Kirk, she's precious to me too."

With the introductions over the three of them sat and talked for over an hour then Kirk said he had better get back to Destiny and let her know that Rosy was ok and that he had to get ready for the party.

"What party's that?" asked Rosy.

"Of course you don't know, the,,,,, er,,,,, mob are having a party tonight and they've asked Destiny to do a few numbers.

Rosy clapped her hands in delight, "OOO, how lovely, can we come? I'd love to hear Destiny sing again, you have to hear her sing Danny, she has a wonderful voice."

"Of course you can come, after all, you live there Rosy, I'll clear it with them for you to come too Danny, but be aware the lockdown is still in place so make sure you're there in plenty of time."

"What can I wear though, everyone is sure to be all dressed up?" Rosy looked crestfallen.

"I'm sure Destiny can find you something suitable and I'm pretty sure she'd like to have you as her dresser at her final performance,"

"There's nothing I'd like more Kirk and a small request, can both Danny and I come to your wedding?"

"Rosy you are such a goose, of course you can come and don't let on I've told you but Destiny wants all of you to be bridesmaids. All I have to do is find a best man."
 
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Once Kirk returned and told Destiny about Rosy and her circumstances, she was happy for the woman. Shocked and surprised, but happy.

“So, she is no longer just Rosy, but a woman now?”

When Kirk informed Destiny that Rosy needed to borrow a dress for the party, Destiny knew just the dress to give her. She knew that the girl was not used to walking in long skirts and did not want Rosy to get tripped up in a lot of unnecessary fabric. Plus she knew that the red dress would go perfect with the girl’s coloring. She pulled it out and called for the woman that had been knew busy all day pressing and preparing all of the women’s dresses for the party tonight.

“If you will prepare this and put it in Rosy’s room for tonight’s party. Please?”

“She the one that didn’t come back from her date last night?” The woman asked.

“Yes. But she will be here tonight for the party.”

“Getting hard to keep track of everyone, what with all the running in and out of people.” The woman rolled her eyes and took the dress and left.

“Now, if Damian could just be found,” Destiny told Kirk, “and be put away, then we could really start to live.” She slipped into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Then you could make an honest woman of me.”

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Rosy’s party dress

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Destiny’s party dress

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Chrissie was fretting over what to wear for the party as all she had was the clothes she had brought with her, which wasn't much. She was Marco's woman and as he was at the top of the tree in the Mob hierarchy she needed to be as well dressed as all the other women at the party. She sat on her bed in just her bra and panties when Marco breezed in with a parcel in his hands.

"Hi Chrissie, ya gonna get on yer back for me?"

It wasn't at all romantic but Chrissie had become accustomed to Marco's lack of finesse and she wanted him to ease the ache between her legs so she peeled off her panties and unhooked her bra and lay on the bed ready for him, her legs open and her pussy glistening wetly, she held her arms out to him and cried out,

"Come on Marco fuck me hard, I'm yours and you can do whatever you like to me, just make me feel really wanted."

Marco grinned and quickly mounted her making her gasp as he impaled her on his thick, hard manhood.

"Of course I want you, Chrissie, I wouldn't be here if I didn't. We're gonna be having a late night tonight an' I might not be able to get it up so we'll fuck now, ok?"

It was half an hour later before Chrissie felt his hot cream fill her although she had orgasmed three times already she climaxed again and the bedsheets were sodden with their juices. Marco rolled half off her and propped himself on one elbow.

"I guess you're feeling wanted now huh baby?" He grinned at her in that way that melted her and she reached out for his semi-hard cock and trailed her fingernails along the length.

"I'm not sure Marco, perhaps you could show me again." She whispered and wrapped her fingers around his girth and began pumping him.

"You're fucking insatiable, you bitch," He laughed and rolled back on top of her and fifteen minutes later he filled her yet again. He didn't give her the chance to entice him a third time, instead, he tossed the parcel he had brought with him onto the bed,

"Get cleaned up honey and try that on."

He didn't allow Chrissie to open the parcel until she had washed every trace of his sperm off her body and stood before him naked, hopping from one foot to the other in excitement. He nodded and she tore open the parcel and her eyes opened wide in delight, a new dress but not just a dress it was like something she had only ever dreamed of wearing.
A revealing black full-length dress that was cut to the navel and her tits were only prevented from falling out by a thin piece of material just under her breasts that prevented the top from falling open, the top half glittered with silver sequins.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" She exclaimed, her eyes shining,"I'll be back in a minute."

She dashed into the bathroom with the dress and emerged about two minutes later looking like a different woman. Marco held both hands out to her and said,

"Now you look like my woman should look, you'll be the sexiest one there tonight in my eyes at least."

As the time for the party to begin drew near all the men were herded into the courtyard and stood by a long stage that looked like a fashion catwalk. Kirk, Steve and Danny stood together, unsure of what was going to happen.

The eight-piece band that the Mob had hired began to play and a fat little man took the part of MC.

"Gentlemen it is my great pleasure to introduce the plethora of pulchritude that we are blessed with tonight, for those that don't know what that means, we've got a load of beautiful women for you to ogle as they parade.

The curtains at one end of the catwalk opened and all the girls filed through one by one, wiggling their hips and shaking their tits and exchanging rude comments with the cheering clapping men. Kirk, Steve and Danny stood waiting for the girls to appear wondering if they would join in the good-natured flirting that was going on around them.
 
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As Destiny met with Rosy and Olivia, they were herded back stage with the other girls that were girlfriends of different Mob members. Some of the women they had met since they had been held in the house. Some of the women they had not met until now. It was strange that none of the men were back behind the curtain with them.

Destiny kept looking for Kirk but couldn’t find him.

“Looking for your Man?” Maryanna smiled at Destiny.

“Yes,” she answered with a nod.

“He’s out there with all the other men, waiting for you. It has become a tradition. Whenever there is a celebration, they standout there and wait. And we put on a little fashion show for the men. It is our chance to get in on a bit of the action. If you feel like dancing, then dance. If you just want to walk, then strut out there and show the men just how lucky they are to get you. At the end of your walk, your guy meets you and helps you off the stage.”

“Thank you.”

“I hear that you’re a chanteuse, that you’re gonna sing for us tonight. Lady, I’ll give you credit. You have class. You move like a lady, dress classy, even speak classy. You and that sister of yours, and even that Rosy, you all have class. You don’t fit in here with us. Now that Chrissie, she’s one of us. And I happen to know that she may be a bit late for the lineup. I could hear her and Marco fucking when I passed the room.”

“Thank you.” Destiny gave her a friendly smile.

“Oop, honey. Gotta go. I’m next.”

Maryanna slipped through and the room erupted in catcalls and wolf whistles.

With newfound confidence, Rosy, looking stunning in her red dress and as she walked the runway, she burst into a grin when Danny, looking so sharp in his suit, greeted her at the end of the runway and, taking her hand, helped her off the stage and pulled her to him to wrap his arms around her waist.

Olivia was next and she felt on top of the world when she spied Steve waiting for her at the end of the walk.

Just before she slipped through the curtain, Destiny caught sight of Chrissie running up adjusting her dress.

“Yeah, you’re about to fall out of it.”

“Isn’t it gorgeous! Marco bought it for me.”

“No, Chrissie, your gorgeous. The dress is pretty but you’re gorgeous. You’ll be the belle of the ball.”

The two hugged before Olivia stepped through the curtain to glide gracefully down the runway. Destiny didn’t need a swagger or a strut to get attention. She was like a vision in green as she seemed to float along.

But she only had eyes for Kirk. And though the girls had not flirted with the other men like all the other women had, they had smiled and laughed at the good natured fun. They had been themselves.

And then Chrissie stepped on the stage, and the cheering and applause increased. After all, she was the boss’ woman.
 
It was only natural that they all gathered together and sat at a table next to the dance floor all that is except for Chrissie, who, as befitted her newfound status as Marco's woman sat with Marco and his father and Tony Giabaldi, they both had what looked like paid escorts fawning over them.

From time to time Kirk saw Chrissie looking wistfully over at them and eventually, he got up and respectfully asked Marco if he could dance with Chrissie, Marco laughed,

"Sure ya can, after all, it was you what brought that fine piece of tail into my life. She's my woman now and she knows what I want, don't ya, sugar ?"

As Chrissie got up to dance Marco slapped her ass and chuckled,

"Man, what an ass babe!"

Chrissie smiled back at him, "And it all belongs to you Big Boy"

Chrissie had learnt quickly how to get attention and she wiggled her way to the dance floor, the eyes of most of the men and a few women watching every wiggle and sway of her hips. As they danced Kirk asked her,

"Are you happy here Chrissie? Are you going to stay with Marco?"

"Yes Kirk I'm happy and I want to stay with Marco, I love him and I'm pretty sure he loves me. I'll miss you all when you leave though, 'cos you will leave won't you?"

"We miss you too Chrissie and we all wish you all the very best, come and sit with us while Destiny sings at least, Marco won't mind will he?"

Chrissie's eyes shone as she was invited to join them and was introduced to Danny and Steve.

"What's this I hear about you Rosy? I thought you were a good girl, not like me at all." she teased Rosy but Rosy had a new confidence now and she replied.

"I thought I was pretty good for the first time, I reckon Danny thought so too 'cos he kept coming back for more."

" Touche." cried Chrissie with glee and turned her attention to Olivia and Steve, "When are you gonna melt the Ice Queen, Steve? I bet she's red hot once the ice melts."

Steve looked uncomfortable at the question but Olivia spared him by declaring,

"Tonight, he's going to fuck me tonight aren't you, Steve dear?"

The table sat in shocked silence for a few seconds before Olivia was bombarded with questions from all sides. It would have continued had the MC not come up and informed Destiny

"You're on in ten minutes."

Rosy said, "I'd best make you look really special seeing as how this is your last performance."

They both disappeared backstage together to prepare.
 
Destiny stood in the half dark of the back stage area, waiting to be introduced. This was a familiar feeling, taking her back to the nights of working in the hell of Sweet Oleander and the abuse of Damian Dangerfield. She still worried as to where he was. They could not leave the safety of this place without worrying about the man searching them out and exacting his revenge upon them.

Her music had been specifically picked for tonight’s celebration. She was a bit nervous. What if they didn’t like what she chose? All she could do is make the effort.

“Tonight, for your enjoyment, is a woman that many of you probably saw perform at Sweet Oleander. In fact, from what I understand, she may be the real reason that we are all here tonight. And when you hear her voice, you will understand why many men fell in love with her. Gents, and Ladies, Destiny Carson.”

In the dark she stepped through and was lit. She heard the applause, in particular her family and friends. Before the music could start, she spoke.

“This is a very special occasion. It is the beginning of a new life for five of us that had dealings with Damian Dangerfield. But thanks to Mr. Giabaldi and his family and Mr. Cappalino and his family, we can finally see a future for all of us.

Therefore, this first song is for you.”

The music came up and with a smile, she sang.

Viene su, viene su, viene
Come along through the years with me
Can't you see how I adore you
And how long I've waited for you?
Viene su, viene su, won't you say you love me too?
Can't you see how I adore you
And how long I've waited for you?
Viene su, viene su, won't you say you love me too?


As the last notes died away, there was applause and she smiled. As the clapping died away, she spoke again.

“For our little group, life has changed too. We all seemed to have found that special someone. I have been blessed to have found Kirk. So for Kirk, and the others that have found their special someone, I want to sing you this song.”

You sigh, a song begins
You speak and I hear violins
It's magic
The stars desert the skies
And rush to nestle in your eyes
It's magic
Without a golden wand
Or mystic charms
Fantastic things begin
When I am in your arms
When we walk hand in hand
The world becomes a wonderland
It's magic
How else can I explain
Those rainbows when there is no rain
It's magic
Why do I tell myself
These things that happen are all really true
When in my heart I know
The magic is my love for you
 
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