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“That’s my great-grandson out there. Brandon Lipscomb. He’s a bad man.” Carrie asked her what she meant and then sat down on the closed commode. “I’ve been trying to make it hard for him to be alone with little kids, but he’s a nasty man and gets away with it by telling them that he’ll let their pets die if they don’t let him do what he wants with them.”

“You have to tell me what it is that he does. I’m sorry, Ms. Lipscomb but I need more than him just being a bad man. I think that Mikey’s dad is bad, but he beats the little boy and—”

“He makes them touch him in his private parts. His dick, I guess you young people would call it. Sometimes, he’ll offer them a drink of soda or something that has medicine in it. They fall asleep, and he strips them down to take pictures of them while they’re naked.” That was more than Carrie had thought. On the outside, he looked like a nice guy. “He’s a bad man who got those ideas from his daddy when he was the vet here. No one ever thinks that…you have to stop him. He’s going to hurt that little boy out there on account’a him getting away from him a lot. I don’t think that young Mikey knows what he’s about either.”

“No, I don’t think that he does. Or he wouldn’t have wanted to come here no matter what. Do you know of any other kids that he’s done this to?” Instead of answering her, she pointed to the ceiling. It was a tile-like ceiling, and she was told which one to pull down. “I’m going to have to get the police to do that. He could say that I did it if I just suddenly know about it. What’s up there? Or do I want to know?”

“Pictures.” That’s all she needed to hear before she told Ms. Lipscomb that she’d take care of him. “I’m gonna wait and make sure you don’t fob me off, young lady. You’re new at this, and I know that. But this is as serious as the heart attack that killed me.”

Reaching out to all the brothers and Archie, she told them what she’d found out. Sunny was at the police station, finding out what kind of permits she’d need to have a big hometown picnic before the weather got too bad. She said she’d take care to make sure that the station knew about it.

“Carrie, you’re going to have to come clean about what you can see and hear. They’re going to get suspicious about all the information that you have just out of the blue. I think you should just talk to one officer, I’d recommend you talk to Larry Knocks. He’s a good guy with an open mind.” She said that she’d have to talk to Archie first. “That’s a splendid idea. Yes, talk to him. In the meantime, I’m going to talk to Larry and see what he can do about it.”

When she left the bathroom, she noticed that Brandon was talking to Mikey about how he’d have to come by once a day to do chores so that he’d be able to pay off his debt for taking care of the pup. She was so happy when Archie said he’d pay the bill. If she’d not been looking right at Brandon when the flash of anger was on his face, she would have missed it. She had a feeling that Archie had seen it as well.

“How much does the bill come to?” Brandon said that he thought that since it was Mikey’s pup, he should be made to take care of the bills. “No. He’s saved the little guy and I think that is payment enough. Just tell me how much it is, and I’ll pay it now.”

Brandon tried several times to make it so that Mikey had to work it off, but in the end, Archie put a hundred dollars on the table, and he and the little boy left the office. She hung out, waiting for the police to show up. Carrie was glad that Mikey wouldn’t see whatever was in the paneling in the bathroom.

When the police showed up, they slapped a warrant into Brandon’s chest and started tearing the office apart. She didn’t know what they were about but when they started to poke at the panels in the office they were in, she watched as tapes fell from the ceiling and onto the floor. Brandon was put into cuffs when he tried to say that they weren’t his. It surprised her so much that the man didn’t figure out that he was going to prison. He kept saying that he’d not known there was anything up there, and then the police started to take down all the ceiling panels one by one, documenting what they found by recording it with one of the officers holding a camera on all the things that were being put into evidence bags. Christ, she thought, it was going to take forever to sort through all the things that they were finding. There had to be several hundred tapes and other items, and they’d not even gotten to the bathroom yet. Ms. Lipscomb asked to speak to her, and she made her way outside, and the woman followed her.

“You’ve made it so that I can move on now. I can’t thank you enough for doing this. I’m thrilled that he’s going to be in prison. If he makes it that far. I’m thinking that once he’s put into jail he’ll be joining me in the afterlife. I want that to happen, too. The bastard deserves whatever he gets.” She agreed with her and smiled. “You’re a beautiful young lady. Inside and out. I know that you’ll do good things for us. I’m going to make sure I tell everyone that I know—perhaps I won’t tell everyone. I’ll just tell the ones that need your help that are hurting because of something that happened to them.”

“Thank you for that. I do hope that you have a good afterlife from now on. You should be proud of what you’ve done for a lot of children. It’s going to come out, and there will be no place that he’s not safe from. I hope he gets everything that he deserves.” She said that she knew that he would. “Don’t do anything that will get you into trouble. I would hate to have to send you away.”

“Oh, I won’t have to. I know of a few of the children that he hurt on my side. They’re just waiting for him to get to them so that they can make sure that—it’s in the rules. They can harm him if he did them in real life. I made sure before I let them know that I was working with someone on the other side.” Carrie told her that she had just learned all the rules. “Yes, I would imagine that you’d have to have them all memorized. Good for you. And I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done for us. I’m going to go on now.”

She simply faded away. It was a wonderful way to watch someone pass into the next part of their journey. Feeling good about helping someone, she made her way home to get ready for Archie. He’d told her that he was with the police and that he’d be home at dinner. Thinking about that, she decided that she’d figure out what his favorite meal was and have it made for them. Carrie knew that she couldn’t cook what he wanted, so she did what she could to make him feel loved. Because she did love the man very much.

“His favorite meal is pork chops simmered in gravy with mashed potatoes. Bread too. For sopping up the leftovers. Candied carrots as well.” Carrie asked Beau if it was his brother’s or his favorite meal. “His. Mine is spaghetti and meatballs. Lots of meatballs. Garlic bread, too. Yum. Now I want that. But he had the chops once at a diner that we found when we’d gone to Columbus once. Every time we go there, he gets the same thing. Also, cherry pie warmed up with ice cream.”

“That sounds really good, too.” Beau asked her if she was cooking that. If so, he was coming over for dessert. “No, thank you. I’m going to be his cherry pie with ice cream.”

She thought that she might have said too much but when he laughed, telling her how much he loved her, Carrie smiled. It was nice having brothers around all the time, and she thought that she could get used to teasing them, too. She thought that they had turned out well, considering what they’d had to grow up with. Carrie was glad that their mother wasn’t going to be causing any more trouble and that the grandfather was gone as well.

Realizing that it was later than she’d thought, Carrie made sure that things were ready for dinner before going to their room to make sure that it was all ready for a night of debauchery and fun. Everything was just how she wanted it, including the fruit that she had brought to the room and the bottle of champagne. Smiling to herself about what she was going to do to him, Carrie made her way downstairs and was just heading for the kitchen again when Archie came home.

He looked beat. Hugging him and telling him that dinner was ready, he looked too exhausted to make his way to the food. Telling him what they were having perked him up a bit but when he sat down, Carrie knew that he was going to be falling asleep in his food if she didn’t do something.

She had no idea how to be sexy and especially didn’t want to make a fool of herself in front of him. Putting her feet into his lap, she wiggled her toes over his hardening cock until he looked at her. Smiling, she asked him if he was all right.

“You keep that up, and the food will be wasted. I’m exhausted but not that tired.” She thought about what she’d said to Beau about being his dessert.

“If you clean your plate, I’ll spread fruit all over my body for you to nibble on then do the same for you. I already have the next part of dinner all ready for you.” He asked her what she meant. “I have cherries that I’m going to put on my nipples. Some pretty strawberries on my pussy, then I’m going to—what are you doing now?”

“I’m taking you to bed. I’m suddenly starved for you and not food.” He dragged her across the dining room and to the stairs. When she nearly tripped, he put his shoulder into her stomach and carried her up the stairs on his shoulder. Once they were in their room, he locked the door and turned to her. Christ, she didn’t think that he could get any more sexy than he was right then. And she loved him with all her heart. “You’ve no idea how long I’ve been thinking about you naked. Daily. No, hourly. I’ve wanted to take you to any hard surface and take you until we’re both sated that I can’t think beyond that most of the time.”

“I love you so much, Archie. Please, make me yours.” He kissed her, and Carrie could taste him deliciously when he swept his tongue along her lips and then into her mouth. It was the most wonderful thing, having a man that you loved to make love to your entire self.

Chapter 4

Archie slowly undressed Carrie, careful of touching her lightly as he did so. His fingers burned against her skin. Her mouth, when he touched his fingers to her lips, was moist and swollen from his kisses. There was nothing that he loved more than this woman and now he was going to get to show her just how much he did. At her slow sigh, he leaned back from her body ever so slightly and smiled at her.

“Your touch, it’s like I’m being set on fire on my breasts and pussy. I’m so wet, Archie, that I can feel it sliding down my thighs.” His smile widened, thinking of the very part of her that he wanted more than anything. “If you don’t make me come soon, it’s going to be a longer wait for you. Let me come, and I’ll be able to come with you when you’re inside of me. I ache with need now.”

He had her blouse off. It had occurred to him that she’d not put on any kind of gown to sleep in nor anything to tempt him once they were in bed together. It was pointless to him for her to have something sexy on for him. Archie thought that she was sexy anyway she was dressed or, as it turned out, how she was undressed.

Fingers tangled in his hair, and all he could think about was being inside of her. As she rode him still dressed, her hips moving back and forth in quick hard strokes, he cupped her ass and bought her to him so that she was riding his covered cock. When he bit down on her nipple, tasting her blood as it filled his mouth, she cried out her release, and he growled at her to come again.

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