Wrongfully Accused Ch 7 - 9 (Patreon)

Part 2: The Next Couple of Months.

Written by Mandingo1234

Editted by kenjisato

Chapter 7

It had been several weeks after their night out on the town. Most of it was spent at Jason's house. With no job prospects, or a need to earn money; all Jason had to do was try to find ways to fill in the hours of the day. One of the main things he did was buy all the components for his homemade computer, and a server system. The computer would be in the room that would be the study, and the server would be down in the basement. He also upgraded his internet service to a fiber-optic line that gave him the fastest speed imaginable. He needed something that would allow him to track all the accounts and assets that Mrs. Carlile gave him. He could have hired a money manager or an accountant to do all of that, and in the future, he probably would. But with everything that happened to him, trust was something he could not afford. Especially when he had a half billion, in money and assets. He also needed to protect himself from outside attacks from modern-day hackers. Luckily, since he had a degree in software engineering, he knew how to protect himself, and he had kept up with modern security protocols while he was in prison.

Setting everything up, was a bit of a cathartic experience for Jason, he was doing something that he used to love before his life was turned to shit. And the satisfaction of turning on one's new computer was an exhilarating experience.

As for Lila, her time at Jason's place had been rather monotonous. All she did was sit around and watch stuff in the living room, and answer phone calls and emails from various reporters, and law firms. They would on occasion go out, like the time Jason went back to Dominic to make a few more suits and a special-order leather jacket. As usual, Dominic did a great job tailoring Jason's jacket to fit him perfectly. Lila did try to make them dinner, but she was a subpar cook. After making two meals, Jason took it upon himself to cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Begrudgingly to Lila, Jason was a good cook, and she enjoyed every meal he cooked for them. Then one day, an unexpected visitor came to see them.

Lila went to the door because Jason was down in the basement working on his home server. Upon opening it, a short Latin man dressed in a sharp-looking zoot suit and flanked by two large, scary-looking men.

“Hello, young lady; by chance, is this the Solace residence?” the short man asked, with a thick Mexican accent.

"Yes it is, and may I ask who you are?' Lila asked, while trying to steady her nerves. These men were sending out the danger vibe.

“Please forgive me. We mean you no harm. I am here on the behalf of a friend of his. My name is Luis Sinaloa. It is a pleasure to meet you,” Luis said, with a bow.

"Let them in Lila," Jason spoke from behind with an air of authority.

Doing what she was told, she escorted Luis and his men into the house. Jason led them towards the basement and directed them to the poker table. Lila took a spot in the corner, away from the big, scary men, and Luis' two guards took a spot by the bar.

“Mr. Solace, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Luis said, as he stuck out his hand, to which Jason accepted. “I must say it is something to meet El Quetzal in person. My brother has told me a lot about you."

“And how is Lobo doing?” Jason asked, when he took his seat

“He is doing well, all things considered. He does say he misses his chess partner. No one can seem to match your skill level.”

“Oh well, tell Lobo that I would like to see him, but at the present moment, I would like to keep my distance from that place.”

"He figured you would say that. Anyway, he wanted me to bring you something. A gift for your recent release." Luis said, to which one of his men came forth and placed a box between them. It was a bottle of Barrique de Ponciano Porfidio, one of the most expensive tequilas on the market. "I figured we share a toast for your release," Luis said, as another man brought two shot glasses in front of them.

Luis poured them each a drink, and they both raised their glass, “Salud,” and they both drank up.

“You know you are a tough man to find,” Luis said, as he poured himself another shot, “Imagine my surprise that you live here now. Care to explain how this all came to be.”

“I guess god finally took pity on me,” Jason said, as he poured himself another shot.

“I guess so, from rags to riches in a few short weeks,” Luis joked, and they both toasted again.

"You still haven't told me how you found me here," Jason spoke to Luis, as he poured him another glass.

"Information my friend. Today we live in a world where everything is an open book. All you have to do is know how to read it," Luis said, as he took another shot. "You know I heard you had a little run-in with one of our men a few weeks ago. That was how we caught onto your scent."

"Yeah so, you want payback" Jason retorted, and upon hearing this Lila tensed up, afraid for her life.

"No no, far from it. I also came here to apologize for that. You see, Jesus is a bit of a hot head, always strutting like a damn peacock, I want him gone, but he's family."

“Nephew?” Jason asked.

“Worse, cousin-in-law. My cousin married a woman with a kid already. And now she wants him working for us. I’ll tell you one thing, the kid is more trouble than he's worth. We call him La Boca, ‘The Mouth’, because he was all bark and no bite. But when I heard what happened to him, we almost sent someone to deal with you. Luckily, one of our former associates saw the whole thing." Then Luis took one more shot and leaned in. "You know, I heard stories about you, stories on how nobody should mess with you. I thought my brother was crazy or embellishing his tale. But when I heard what you did at that restaurant, I knew the stories had to be true. Jesus was a pushover, but the two men he was with, Hector, and Chucho, were some of our top soldados.”

“They didn’t seem that tough. Maybe you're losing your edge,” Jason quipped, after taking one more shot.

"Maybe, but as I said, I should be thanking you, if that situation had gotten out of hand, that would have pulled some serious heat on us. And to put your little friend at ease," Luis said, pointing to Lila who was practically trembling, "we, the Sinaloa family, would not seek revenge against you, or any of your compatriots; you have my word."

"Good to know," Jason said, but Lila was still trembling.

“Well, I must take my leave, but before we go, I have one more gift to give.”

Luis signaled one of his men to go bring something down. It took a moment, but the pitter-patter of paws could be heard running down the stairs, then a big black dog came forth, and stopped in the middle of the room wagging its tail.

“Lobo told me that you used to work as a dog trainer for a few years while you were locked up. I figured that a dog might help you with your transition. Her name is Shae, short for Shadow, for her midnight-black fur. She is a mixed breed of Belgian malinois and German shepherd. I know a guy that breeds and trains dogs for the police and military. She was supposed to go to the police department, but she has a problem with following commands. We even had a hard time getting her in the car, before we got here. Maybe you can do something about it," Luis informed him.

Jason took one look at the dog, and with an authoritative voice, he said, “Zitten, Verblijf.”

Shea then immediately sat down and didn’t move from that position.

“How did you do that?” Luiz asked, in astonishment.

“You said she was trained by a guy who trains them for the military. Military dog trainers usually try to use one language to give out stick commands. So they used Dutch.”

“Really, why Dutch, though?” This time, it was Lila who asked.

"Because about one percent of the world's population speak Dutch. Better to use commands that not many people know how to speak," Jason explained, while looking at Lila.

"Well, I'm glad I got you the dog. It's a perfect fit," Luiz said, as he downed one more shot of tequila.

Jason helped escort Luiz and his guards back up the stairs, and to the front door.

“It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Solace. We probably won’t see each other again, but as with life, you never know,” Luiz said, before extending his hand.

Jason did the same thing, but when their hands parted a small piece of paper was found in Luiz's hand.

“What is this?” Luiz asked.

"Something that might help your group in the future," Jason emulously explained. Luiz opened it and read what was inside. His eyes went wide. "Given what you said about the world being an open book, and that you have the means to read it. If you find what's on that paper, it would be worth a lot to the right people," Jason explained.

“Are you the right person?” Luiz vaguely asked.

"Me, no, but to a certain family that runs things south of the border, might. Who knows they might be very generous to the party that found what is on that piece of paper."

“I see what you mean. Thanks for the tip,” Luiz said, as he pocketed the paper, and got into his SUV.

As Luiz left, Jason went back inside, only to find Lila standing there tapping her foot, while Shae sat right beside her wagging her tail.

“Would you care to explain what that was about?” Lila asked furiously, still trying to shake her nerves.

"Just a guy, paying his respects, and congratulating me on my release," Jason said, in a taunting manner.

“That seemed to be more than just a guy. Look, I know you have your secrets, but since we still have until June until you get rid of me. I would like to be in the know. Like for example, will those guys be back? what was in the note? and like are we in danger?”

“No. A name. And, no,” Jason spat out.

“What?”

"The answers to your questions. No. A name. And, no,” Jason said, while bending down to pat Shae on the head. To which, she nuzzled her face into his hand, quickly accepting Jason as her new owner and master. Jason was always good with dogs; even as a kid. That was why he joined the inmate dog training program, where inmates train dogs to be support animals. It only lasted a few years, but it was an escape for Jason, while he was in that hell-hole.

“That doesn’t answer my question, are we in danger?’

“No, we are not, and as far as I know, we won’t be, not from them. As for the note, that is my business with them, and not you. But, to put your pretty little mind at ease, it's not illegal,” Jason said, as the telltale signs of a headache came in.

With that, Jason went back to the basement, back to working on his server.

Lila just stood there, fuming, at the way Jason was acting. Some days were good, and some were bad; that day for her, fell in the latter category.

"I'm telling you, V, that's what happened," Lila said, as she informed Ronnie what had happened not an hour ago, over a video call.

"Wow, Lu. Still, to think they just showed up out of nowhere. And Jason said that they are not a threat?” Ronnie asked, while in her private office at work. While Ronnie did most of her work at the office, she did find the excuse to see Jason. Ever since that night, her wet dreams had been more vivid, and came in greater frequency, as well.

“Wait, Lu, who was the guy that met up with Jason? What was his name?” Ronnie asked.

“Luiz. Luiz Sinaloa,” Lila said.

Ronnie stiffened in her seat, at the mention of that name. It was as if a bolt of lightning struck directly at her. Lila saw this and got scared. "Ronnie, who is Luiz Sinaloa."

“Lu, are you sure that’s his name? Luiz Sinaloa?” Ronnie asked, this time with a determined look in her eyes.

"Yes, Ronnie, who is he?"

“Lu, don’t freak out, but Luiz Sinaloa is one of the heads of the Sinaloa Cartel, he runs their operations this side of the border. Lu, you just met an honest-to-god Kingpin.”

“WHAT, ARE YOU SERIOUS!” Lila yelled at the phone, terror flooding her veins. “Am I in danger, are we in danger?” Lila asked her friend, hoping she would have the answers.

"I don't think so, Lu. Like you said, before he left he said that he and his family will not do any harm towards Jason, or any of his friends, which includes you. He gave Jason his word, which means you should be safe. What is more surprising, is that Jason had managed to curry favor with the Sinaloas," Ronnie said, as she contemplated this discovery. The Sinaloa was a dangerous family to deal with, and even though they were slowly moving out of the drug trade, they were still formidable. The only reason why Ronnie knew so much about them, was that some of her firm's clients had had dealings with them on a few rare occasions.

"Ronnie, what do I do? How come Jason knows those people, and why would they share a drink with him?" Lila asked, while trying to not lose her nerve.

“I don’t know, Lu, maybe he met them while in prison. Has he told you anything about his time there?” Ronnie asked.

"No, he is being tight-lipped about it," Lila informed.

“Yeah, if only there was a way to find out what happened there," Ronnie said, then she saw a black tail wagging at the corner of the screen. "Lu, what is that behind you?" Ronnie asked.

“Oh, besides giving Jason a very expensive bottle of tequila, which I know, since I looked it up; they also gave him this dog,” Lila said, as she put Shae in front of the camera.

"Oh, she is adorable, what's her name?" Ronnie asked.

From there, they discussed anything and everything about Shae. All the while, Lila was trying to figure out a way to get information about Jason, and his time in prison. Then, she remembered something that they had said about Jason's first day out of prison. From there, Lila knew where she could get that information.

*** Parking lot ***

After Lila hung up with Ronnie, she told Jason that she was going to the pet store to buy Shae some living essentials, like food, a bowl, chew toys, etc. While it was true, that she was going to the pet store, Lila was also going back to the restaurant that they went to on that first day. There, sitting in her car, Lila was getting up the nerve to go inside. Taking a deep breath, Lila got out of her car, with resolve in her stomach, readying herself for what was to come.

Strolling in, she looked at the cash register to see if the guy was working there. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. Lila was about to go ask to see if the guy was still working there, but she remembered that she didn't even know his name. Stumped and with no idea how to proceed. Lila was about to give up and leave. Then, just as she was about to leave, Lila spotted the man wiping down tables.

“Excuse me, do you have a moment?” Lila asked, as she tapped the man's shoulder.

Standing up, and was about to tell Lila off. Until he looked Lila in the face and immediately recognized her.

“Ma’am, what are you doing here?” he asked, while shyly looking around, seeing if Jason was there.

"I was wondering if we could talk for a moment?" Lila asked, still a little hesitant about the man.

"Sure, my break starts in five minutes. Meet me by the corner booth," the cashier said. He didn't want to talk to her. ‘Do your time, clock out, and stay out of trouble.’ Those were the words he lived by, once he got out of prison. But knowing that Lila was with Jason, made him pause, and agreed to her simple request.

Lila didn’t have to wait long, when the cashier came from behind the register, he made a beeline towards the table.

“Hello, I didn’t catch your name last time. My name is Lila,” she said.

“Joaquin, but people call me Quin. So do you want to tell me why you are here?”

“Well Quin, I was wondering if you could tell me what you know about Jason.”

“Why do you want to know things about him from me? You are his girl right, you should know.”

Lila fumed at that assumption about being Jason's woman, "No, I'm not. I just work for him, but I need to know everything about him. Or else, how am I going to know where the treats are coming from or if I am in danger? Someone today stopped by and had a chat with him. His name was Luiz Sinaloas."

“El Jefe," Quin said, in surprise.

"So you do know him. He did mention an incident on Jason's release, about one of his men stirring trouble. I assume it was that guy and his two cronies that harassed us," Lila said.

“Yes, Jesus was the one who came. I’m sorry for that, he came in to harass me, since we used to run together. But I guess you and your friend caught his eye, instead. When he sees something pretty, he doesn't take ‘no’ for an answer.”

“Yeah, well, thanks for stopping that, if you hadn’t, who knows what he and his two goons could have done?”

“No, you misunderstand. I didn’t stop them because of what they were going to do, but because of what El Quetzal might do,” Quin said.

“Who?” Lila asked.

“El Quetzal, or ‘The Dragon’ as some people have called your boss. Others call him ‘The Beast’, but to my group, we call him El Quetzal.”

“Why, what's so scary about him?” Lila asked, dying to know the answer, and whether or not, she should stay with him.

“Okay, look, in prison it is like the law of the jungle and shit; you know, survival of the fittest. In prison, people would have to do it, to survive."

“Okay, but I’m still not getting it,” Lila said.

"In prison, there are gangs, groups of people that stick together, either by race, or gang affiliation. In Polunsky, there are three—the Brotherhood, the Aryan Supremacist, and the Sinaloa. Everyone either works for them, or pays them tribute. Cross anybody from them, and you get shivved."

"Okay, but why does that have to do with Jason, or ‘The Dragon’ as you called him," Lila asked, tired of the roundabout explanation.

“You see, Jason as you called him, he didn’t work, or paid tribute to anyone, he was independent. And he had the respect of all the Keys.”

“Keys?” Lila asked.

“The leaders of the gang, you know, the ones that have the keys to the kingdom. These guys are the shock collars, the ones that make the big discussions about what goes on in prison. And your boss had favor with all of them,” Quin explained.

“Okay; how, how could he command so much respect?

"Fear, among other things. Look, okay, I don't know what happened, but many years ago, the Keys had been sending men after him, and every single one failed. No one could stop him. That was how he got the name The Dragon because he destroyed everyone that came in his path. Eventually, the Keys and your boss came together like at some formal meeting. They sat down and discussed how to move things forward. The Keys wanted to run their business; your boss just wanted to be left alone. So your boss came up with a solution. He thought of a way for everyone to profit, by breaking down which gang should do what, and how to split the profits. He said that since they were in jail, that didn't mean that they needed to act like animals. By the end of the meeting, everyone knew what to do. The Aryans used their trucker contacts to smuggle in any goods, the Brotherhood handled the phones for information, and the Sinaloas handled the drugs. It was a system where if they worked together, then they all could make money. As for your boss, he just wanted to be left alone. That was his payment."

"He came up with all of that, but why are you afraid of him? I saw the way you looked at him that day. If he organized the gangs, shouldn't you all get along?" Lila asked, still trying to wrap her brain with all the information that Quin had given her.

"As I said, it is the law of the jungle, at any moment things could change. You see, while your boss had favor with the Keys, that didn't mean he was untouchable. Some people tried to make a run at him, to see if they could take him down. Like my old pal, Juan, thought he could do. Me and a few of our crew got busted transporting drugs and were sentenced to seven years in that prison. I wanted to do my time, but Juan had ambitions. He wanted to climb the ladder and be one of the lieutenants. But he was hating how Lobo was treating him like he was a kid, which we were at the time. Juan wanted to make a splash, but he couldn't go after the other gangs, that would be an all-out war.

“Then, we heard about El Quetzal. Juan got in his head that if he slew the dragon, then his cred would go through the roof. After all, no one could beat your boss. So if Juan could, then he would be a legend. So Juan recruited me and all of the guys that got caught, for his little power trip. Of course, we told Lobo about our planned attack, but he denied it… We should have listened to him, but Juan was too prideful for his own good," Quin said, pausing after he recalled the events of that day.

"He wanted to do it, during rec time, where everyone could see. With me, him, and the boys, that made seven of us. We thought we had the odds in our favor, but we were sorely mistaken. We approached him, with Juan leading the pack. El Quetzal was working out in the weights area. He stopped when we were right in front of him. Juan in his big pride told El Quetzal that he was with them now, and if he didn't comply, then we were going to beat him down. Your boss just brushed him off and just continued working out. That only infuriated Juan even more. He gave your boss one last warning, but of course, he said no. Then as we surrounded him, that was when I saw those eyes, the eyes of a man that doesn’t want to be fucked with. The very same eyes you saw when Jesus came in that day. I knew I should have stopped it, but Juan had already thrown the first punch. After that, pandemonium stepped in."

"Your boss took every single one of us out. He used the weights on the bench as his weapon of choice. He used a forty-five-pound plate and bashed my face with it." Then Quin decided to pull something from his mouth. Lila was disgusted by what she saw—a pair of partial dentures.

“I remember what your boss did. But that wasn't the worst part. He beat Juan to an inch of his life. By the time the guards stepped in, all seven of us were down and Juan was in a coma.”

"Oh my god," Lila exclaimed.

“Yeah, that's what I thought, but do you know what terrified me? No one did anything. There were no riots, nobody from our crew stepped in to help, nothing. Everybody just stood there and watched. It was at that moment, that I realized how much power and respect your boss had. So after that day, me and the rest of the guys backed off. As for Juan, after he got out of his coma, he was put at the bottom of the pecking order and was stripped of rank. He wanted to get revenge, but Lobo stopped him.

“Who is this Lobo character? I know he is the boss, but who is he?” Lila asked.

“Lobo, or Christopher Sinaloa, is the older brother of Luiz Sinaloa. He got busted many years ago, and is now spending multiple life sentences in prison.”

“So that's who he was talking about,” Lila said, but mainly to herself.

"Anyway when Lobo decreed that we don't go after your boss, me and the rest of the guys just did our time. Then one day, I stumbled into the prison library to work on getting my GED, since my school was shit. That was where I saw your boss once again, him sitting in a corner reading some fancy book. I thought he was going to come after me as most guys would do in prison, but after he saw me, he just went back to reading. Taking that as a sign, I went back to study for my GED. I was struggling, I could not seem to remember anything that I read. Then one day, he came up and handed me a book. He said that I should read to help with my test. Day after day, he would hand me another book, and each one would lead me closer, until I passed my GED exam. After that, he gave me books on welding and materials. He said if I wanted to make some money, welding is the way to go, especially with SpaceX moving to Texas. So following his advice, I studied, and when I was released on parole I headed off to trade school. That has been about a year now. I should be getting my welding license and certificate by the end of the year."

“Why would he do that? Why would Jason do that for someone who attacked him?” Lila asked.

"I asked myself that very same question, and I even asked him, myself. All he said was why not. But whatever the reason, I'm grateful. With the blessing from Lobo, I was released from the Sinaloas with no repercussions. I'm sure your boss had something to do with that."

With everything said and done, Lila left the restaurant, still confused about Jason. She found out that he had powerful friends, but he never once worked for them. He could beat a guy to death, but also help them out. The more she devils into him, the more uncertain she is. The only thing that she could take solace in, was the fact that they were not in danger, for the time being.

After Lila left the restaurant, she managed to make it to the pet store, where she got several months' supply of dog food that was too heavy for her to handle. Luckily, they had staff to help her. She also bought a doggy bed, and some chew toys, since she didn't want the dog to chew up the nice furniture. And last, but not least, a collar and ID tag. With everything at hand, she made her way back to Jason's house.

When she got there, she found Jason in the back watching Shae running around the backyard. She looked so free running around with all that open space. But then when Shae spotted Lila, she made a beeline toward her. Lila yelped when Shae almost clobbered with her, but luckily, the dog skidded to a stop just before it made contact. That got a chuckle from Jason, and blushing red cheeks from Lila.

The rest of the day went by like any other day, except that with Shae, they had a new companion living with them in the house. At one point, Ronnie made a surprise appearance, saying that she wanted to meet the new housemate. They all ate together, and Jason performed a familial bond, to which Shae would identify Lila and Ronnie as friendly, and not foe. It was mainly done so that Shae wouldn't bark if one of them entered his house without permission, and deter those who are not. With everything done and cleaned up, Ronnie said her goodbyes, and Lila and Jason headed off to bed.

Through the night, Lila could not seem to find any sleep. She was twisting and turning, while her mind replayed the events of that day. She still had no idea what to make of Jason, even though she knew more about him from Quin, the cashier. While twisting and turning, a strange sound lightly filled her ears. At first, she thought it was her mind playing tricks due to lack of sleep, but the longer she heard it, the more she realized that it wasn't all in her head. Curiosity getting the better of her, Lila gently slid out of bed, afraid that if she made a sound, then the sound would go away. Ever so quietly, she tiptoed down the hallway while only wearing her nightshirt. Ronnie still gave her some criticism about her sleep attire, but Lila didn't want to entice Jason with her looks. The last thing she wanted was to excite a convict to have his way with her.

With every step down the stairs, the music grew louder. Then, in the cover of shadows, Lila rounded the corner and saw the origin of the sweet lullaby. It was Jason sitting at the piano, playing a tune that was both beautiful, and equally sad. Lila was swooned by the melody of the music, like the notes had moved something within her heart. She gazed upon Jason, the light of the pool giving him a soft glow, illuminating his hardened muscles and the scars that marked his back.

“How could a man with such darkness and pain, play something so beautiful," Lila said in a whisper to herself, as she stood there listening to music.

Then a loud thud of a misplayed note could be heard filling the room, filled by a groan man.

"Fuck. Every time," Jason grumbled to himself, as he held onto one hand, rubbing the tight muscle, trying to loosen the cramp in his hand.

He knew the hand cramp could happen, but he couldn't sleep, and playing music always seemed to soothe his troubled soul—even for a brief moment. Realizing that playing was no longer an option, Jason got up from the bench seat, patted Shae on the head, and started heading up the stairs. Lila managed to run up before Jason could notice, hiding in a closet room. With a slow, quiet breath, Lila waited and listened for Jason to pass by, and when the telltale sign of a door opening and closing could be heard through the quiet halfway, Lila stepped out of her hiding spot.

Lila still had no idea what to make of Jason, the more she learned about him, the more he confused her. He beats up a guy one day, then helps him make his life better. He has an aura of danger but can play lovely music. With each passing day, Lila's interest in Jason has been growing more and more; to what end, she didn't know. All she did know was that her life has gotten a bit more complicated and a bit more exciting. With all that in mind, Lila silently went back to her room, and drifted off into sleep, while the tune of the piano, lullabied her into a peaceful sleep.

Chapter 8

*** Lila’s Apartment ***

It was the two days before Thanksgiving, and Lila was spending time with her dear older sister. They were lounging around the couch re-watching some of their favorite shows they used to watch when they were kids; like 'Malcolm in the Middle’. They were waiting for Jen to arrive home from school, since they had school just before Thanksgiving.

“So, Lu, how is working with Mr. Hottie going, manage any dick pics, yet?” Lily teased, as the next episode played.

"Stop it, Lil, for the umpteenth time, no, I have no, or will ever have any, pics of Jason, in any state of undress," Lila said, tired of all of her sister's constant teasing.

“Relax, Lu, I know. I’m just messing with you. So tell me what are our plans for this holiday?”

“Well, Jason gave me the week off, I figured he wanted alone time with his whore…”

“Whore?” Lily asked.

“Yes, he has a prostitute that he meets every other week.”

"Really sis, why haven't you told me this, I would happily fill in for all of his sexual needs," Lily half-joked, half-being serious.

“Why? guys at the gym aren't cutting it anymore," Lila retorted.

“Yeah, in truth, they are all talk and no bite; they just talk a big game. And when they manage to get a night out with this ass—let’s just say, I'm less than satisfied. Your boss, on the other hand, might just be man enough to handle me."

“You're incorrigible, Lil.”

“That’s me, Lil the little sex kitten. Anyway, what about Ronnie, is she going up to meet with her family?” Lily asked.

“No, she decided against that. She didn’t want to hear from her mother—where is your next husband at? Am I getting grandbabies? Why aren't you back with your successful ex-husband? The cheater— She figured that it would be better to stay here. I'll probably invite her over, so she can celebrate with us."

“Okay, and what about Jason?” Lily asked.

“What about him?”

“Well he will be alone this Thanksgiving, don’t you want to invite him over, as well?’

“Why would I? He is my boss, not my friend. Besides, if he feels that lonely, then why doesn’t he visit his own family and friends, I’m sure they would like to see him after all this time.”

“Oh…You don’t know?”

“Know what?” Lila asked.

"Well, if I am being honest, I have been cyber-stalking him, and I found some news videos during his trial. The media did not paint him in a kind light, sis. They made him out to be the monster. So much so, that his family sent out a public statement that Jason was disowned by them. That he was no longer a part of his family, and that they cut all ties with him. Even his parents."

"I knew about the disownment, but I didn't know that everyone rejected him. But he was found innocent, I'm sure that they would want to reconcile," Lila explained.

"They might, but after the trial, the media was harassing the family, trying to get a statement about Jason, and why he did it. Eventually, it became too much, and everyone just moved away, changing names, and now living out of state. The only ones they could track down were his parents, but that had a tragic end," Lily said, somberly.

“What happened?” Lila asked.

"They died in a car wreck, many years ago. Freak accident, semi-trailer’s tires blew and drove them off the highway. They were dead at the scene."

"Oh my god, I didn't know," Lila said, kicking herself for not doing her due diligence.

“Yeah, the worst part is that he wasn't allowed to be at their funeral. Saying that the family barred him from attending. He never got to say goodbye."

They sat there in stunned silence. Lila processed everything her sister had said. While it was true that she and her parents didn't get along since she had gotten pregnant with Jen, they were still on speaking terms. But Lila could never imagine complete separation from everyone she ever loved.

“You see, sis, for eighteen years, he has been alone; no one came for him, no one listened to him. He was all alone and no one came to save him. He could still be in prison if it wasn't for Mrs. Carlile, but even though he is free, he is still alone,” Lily explained, comforting her sister.

“How did you know all of this?” Lila asked.

"I know my way around a search engine, and have plenty of time to do my research on my next potential conquest," Lily joked, trying to lighten up the mood.

“Still incurable, sis.”

“I know, but you love me all the same. Oh by the way, our landlord stopped by. He is still trying to make a deal for us to leave the apartment.”

“I hope you said no. I know it is cramped, but it is the best place with the best rent,” Lila said.

"Of course, sis. Remember seven more months and we will have the money to finish buying our own house."

“Yeah, seven more months,” Lila said to herself. Thinking about Jason, “You know, maybe we can make him a plate for Thanksgiving. He might like that.”

"Now that's what I'm talking about, Lu. And I am taggin' along," Lily cheered, before they settled back into their show.

*** Lila’s Apartment middle of the night ***

Smoke started to fill the room, alarms were blazing, and the sound of people running and screaming filled the halls. Lila and Lily both woke up from their beds coughing from the smoke.

“FIRE! THERE IS A FIRE!” Lily yelled, as she jumped off the bed.

"GO, GRAB WHAT WE NEED, QUICKLY. I'LL GO GET JEN. MEET ME BY THE FIRE ESCAPE!” Lila screamed out to her sister, trying to outdo the blaring sirens.

Lila darted out of her room, as smoke filled the apartment, but that was the least of her worries, as she made a beeline to her daughter's room. She busted through the room only to find Jen coughing in her bed.

“Mom...cough, cough…what's happening…cough…” Jennifer said, trying her best not to breathe in the smoke.

"IT'S A FIRE SWEETIE, WE HAVE TO GO!" Lila shouted, on the verge of coughing up a lung, but that didn't matter. All she needed to do was get her family to safety. She dragged Jen from her bed, and into the living room. Lily was there with their emergency bag, she insisted that they keep ready for an emergency like the one they were in at that moment. They ran into the hallway, and a wave of people was heading towards the window where the fire escape was located. It was slow, but one by one, they managed to escape the burning building and made it to the other side of the street.

They watched as flames slowly consumed the building. Firefighters managed to arrive on the scene, but half of the building was already covered in flames and they were slowly reaching the top. Lila, Lily, and Jennifer watched, as the flames made their way to their apartments, setting everything ablaze. They stood there in tears, as everything that they had built there, all the memories they had, was all burned to ash.

They waited for the firefighters to put out the flames, but the building was a lost cause. More than half of it was burned, and the other half was deemed to be structurally unsound. The police arrived at the scene, taking down statements and information on the tenants, so they could contact them with further information. Standing cold, half naked, and covered in ash, the three women had nowhere to go.

“What do we do, where do we live?” Jen asked, frantic about their current situation.

"First thing’s first. Lily, go talk to the police, find out what you can. I will call Ronnie, maybe she could put us up for a few days until we get everything sorted." Giving out orders, Lila began to rummage for her phone in their emergency backpack. Luckily, all three of them managed to take their phones during the blaze. Scrolling through her contacts, she found Ronnie, and made a call to her friend.

“Hello…” Ronnie yawned, as she picked up her phone on the third attempt.

"Ronnie, sorry you're up, but this is an emergency," Lila said, as she told her everything that happened to them and their apartment.

"Oh my god, Lu, are you all right? is Jen all right? and Lily?” Ronnie spat out, fully awake after hearing about their current situation.

“We are all fine, V, but we need your help. We need a place to stay, at least for a few days until we can get back on our feet.”

"Lu, you know I am there for you, give me the officer’s info, that way, tomorrow I can start making calls in the morning. Hopefully, your insurance won't drag their feet. As for space, Lu, I can't because my studio apartment won't be able to house all three of you. Plus, my landlord is a real bitch about unwanted tenants,” Ronnie explained.

“No problem, V. I guess we can hold up in a hotel, then.”

“Sorry, Lu, but that won’t work either. Hotels are normally booked solid during this time of year.”

“Then what do we do, V? We don’t have anywhere else to go,” Lila pleaded, worried that they might sleep in the streets, or at a homeless shelter, since they were at that very moment, homeless.

"Well, there is one place I can think of. He has more than enough space to take all three of you in," Ronnie said, hoping that Lila would go with her suggestion.

“No, V. I can’t—we can’t just show up and crash at his place. You know how he is with just me. Now, he is getting two more roommates in the mix. He won’t go for it.”

"It's your only option, Lu. Maybe if you explained your situation, and that it is only temporary, then he might let you in. What do you have to lose?" Ronnie said, hoping Lila could see her reasoning.

“Okay, Ronnie, I will go over, and maybe I will find out if he has a heart. I'll let you know how it goes.”

“Okay, Lu, text me how it goes. Oh and send me all the information the police give out. I'll make calls first thing in the morning. And if Jason lets you stay there, then I will also meet you there.”

Lily agreed to that, and from there, they both said their goodbyes. It was perfect timing, since Lily came back with a report and a card from the police officer on the scene.

"So what do we do now, mom? Are we staying with aunty V?" Jen asked.

“No, honey, but don’t worry I know of a place where we could stay. We just have to get there.”

During their rush for escape, they forgot the keys to the car. Luckily they had uber on their phones, so calling one wasn’t too difficult. They all huddled in the back seat of the car, while the driver tried to make small talk. But in truth he was trying to look up their nightshirts, hoping to see some panties or some pussy. Lila saw this, so she made sure the guy had his eyes on the road. Since it was the dead of night, there was no traffic to be seen, so they made excellent time. Before they knew it, they were standing outside of Jason's house.

“Who lives here?” Jennifer asked.

"My boss, hopefully, he will let us sleep here until we can get back on our feet.”

"He lives here?" Lily asked, taking in the awe of the housing and landscape.

“Yes, now let me do all the talking. He isn’t exactly friendly, especially to newcomers.” Lila warned.

She rang the doorbell, hoping that Jason would hear. Normally, she would use her key to enter the house, but since her keys were still in the apartment, she had no means of entering. Plus, she didn't want to bring in new people unless Jason permitted them to enter.

They waited for what felt like an eternity until Lila heard the familiar bark of Shae. Shae immediately stopped barking, which only told Lila that Jason was awake. The sound of clicking and turning could be heard through the door, and I'm one fluid motion the door swung inward. Showing a shirtless Jason and a very happy Shae.

Jason looked like he was still half asleep. One eye closed, messy hair, and a disposition that screamed, 'What the fuck do you want.' He looked at each one of them. Seeing their disheveled state, and discovering what might have happened to them.

"You all look like shit. What did you do, start a fire?" Jason surmised, since he could smell the stench of sulfur, clinging to their clothes. He remembered the riots where inmates would set stuff on fire, to cause chaos. He remembered that the building reeked of sulfur for days afterward.

“Something like that. You see our apartment building caught fire, and well… you see… I was wondering…”

"We were wondering if we could crash here for the time being,'' Jennifer interjected, hating that her mother was taking too long, since she was shivering on the cold November night. Regretting not taking a sweater or a pair of sweatpants to fight the cold.

Jason looked at Jennifer studying her, then he pointed at her and said, “Who’s this rude child?”

“Sorry,” Lila said, as she stood next to her daughter. “This is my daughter, Jennifer. And over there is my sister, Lily.”

"Hi," Lily waved, hiding the fact that she was lusting all over Jason's hard body, and strong jawline.

Jason took another once over the mother-daughter pair, then out of nowhere he said, "Let me guess, got knocked up while in high school, father bailed the moment he found out, then parents kicked you out because they couldn't have a slut for a daughter."

Lila was fuming at the acquisition Jason was throwing at her. Mainly because he was right on the mark. She hated people that looked down on her because she got pregnant, and while raising Jennifer was difficult, she never once regretted it.

“Look, Mr. Solace, we just need a place to stay for the night, maybe even for a few days. We promise not to disturb you, or make your life any more inconvenient,” Lila said, biting her tongue before she lashed out at him.

"Fine, come on in," Jason said, acting like their situation wasn't a big deal to him.

He led them into the house, “…and that's the kitchen.”

“Foods in the fridge, water as well. Rooms on the second floor. I trust you’ll tell them about the house rules and everything else,” he said, while looking at Lila.

“I will,” Lila said.

With that, Jason started to make his way back upstairs and to his room, with Shae in tow.

“What crawled up his ass,” Jennifer spouted, when Jason left the room.

“Hush, Jen, just be glad he didn’t leave us on the streets. Now come on, I'll show you to the rooms.”

Lila led them upstairs and towards the spare bedrooms. Lily and Jennifer were in awe of the rooms. From the large spacious floor, the fully-furnished bedrooms, and very spacious bathrooms. Lila directed them to all take a shower to wash off all the soot and sulfur smell from their bodies. She also handed them a few of the nightshirts that she kept in her room at Jason's house. Fully washed and extremely tired, they all convened to their new rooms. Jennifer was elated that her room had a full king-size bed. She always wanted to sleep on one, but her room at the old apartment could only house just a twin. She jumped and rolled around, loving the feel of the never-ending mattress.

Lila was getting ready for her bed, when she heard her bedroom door open, and the silhouette of her sister filled the room.

“What is it, Lil, don’t you have everything you need?” Lila asked.

“Yes, but I figured that I would sleep with you. I can’t sleep without having a warm body next to me; even if it's my sister,” Lily teased.

Not having the strength to fight, Lila opened her covers, and allowed her sister to snuggle up next to her. Even with the large bed, Lily just wanted to be near her sister. Then Lila heard sniffling coming from her sister.

"What are we going to do, sis? We lost everything, we've lost our home, our clothes, everything," Lily said, sobbing between words.

“I know, Lil, but we will figure it out, we always do. Even when our parents kicked us out, it was me and you against the world. We did it once before, and we can do it again.”

“Yeah, plus we are in a far-nicer place than that first apartment we first stayed at. By the way, you didn’t tell me that Jason was a total hunk. You said he looked hairy like a beast.”

“He was hairy, but since then, he got himself a haircut,” Lila bashfully explained.

Then they both heard their door open.

"Mom, could I sleep with you, tonight?" Jennifer asked, in her little girl voice.

"Sure sweetheart, come. Let's get some sleep, we have a long day ahead of us," Lila said, as she held up the covers for her daughter to slip in. And just like that, the Williams women all fell to sleep, exacted from the night they had, and preparing for the day ahead.

Lily woke up as the ray of sunlight glanced at her face. Despite the ordeal she and her family went through, she had the best sleep of her life. The feel of the Egyptian cotton against her skin, and the warmth of her sister and niece had put Lily in restful sleep. Looking at her phone, to which she needed to charge, it showed that it was almost 8:00 am. It wasn't unheard of for Lily to be awake that early. Working as a personal trainer, she needed to get up early, before she met up with her early-riser clients. After making a quick trip to the bathroom, Lily decided to do a little exploring around the house. She thought about waking up Lila, and Jen, but after looking at their sleeping faces, she decided to allow them a few more hours of sleep.

She made her way through the house, opening and closing doors. Since the top floor was mainly bedrooms and bathrooms, Lily made her way downstairs, and that was where she heard thumping coming from outside. Making her way toward the noise, she saw the lush, green grass and crystal-clear pool that was sparkling from the early morning rays.

“Oh, I would love to use you later, tonight,” Lily said, as she spotted the large hot tub under the pergola.

Tearing herself away from the opulent hot tub; Lily followed the thumping sound that was coming from the pool house. Rounding the corner, she found the source of the thumping. It was Jason, shirtless, and throwing punches at the heavy bag. Lily stopped in her tracks, admiring the view of Jason's sweaty body, as he pounded his way through his morning workout.

"Damn, you do look yummy," Lily whispered to herself, as the light of the morning sun played on his body.

She admired his body, she admired the time and effort it took to get the definition he had. She even liked the scars that ran along his body. To her, it gave him a sense of danger and a warrior vibe that could make her pussy quiver. It showed that he didn't get strong for vanity's sake, but for the sake of survival. That was something Lily could get behind. So she stood there, lost in a scene of Jason's workout. Seeing every strike, every ripple, every drop of sweat, she was entrenched by it all. So much so, that she heard the soft pitter patter of feet, before a hairy muzzle came from behind, and bumped under her shirt and into her panty-covered ass.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Lily yelled, as she jumped into the air.

She quickly turned around and saw the smiling face of Shae.

"How did you get back there?" she asked the dog, but then she realized that she had made her presence known. She quickly turned around and saw Jason making his way toward her. Red-faced and very embarrassed, Lily was trying to come up with a cover story, as to why she was standing there. Unfortunately, her horny brain was too focused on the sweat-dripping abs that Jason was carrying. As he stopped right in front of her, she could smell his sweat coming off of him. Try as she might, she could not stop that annoying habit of biting her lower lip when she found someone attractive. It was her sign that she desired them.

“What do you want?” Jason asked, with that deep, gravelly voice of his.

Just hearing that gravel of his voice made her pussy clench just a little bit. “Ah… Do you have anything to eat?” she asked, trying to hide her red cheeks.

Without saying, he tilted his head and headed for the patio door. Shae followed behind him, and soon Lily followed in tow.

"Food in the fridge. Pots in the lower cupboard. Clean up when you are done,” he said, as he pointed to every location. He was about to leave, but then he saw the look of hesitation on her face.

“What is it?” he asked.

Standing there, swaying back and forth like she was about to say something embarrassing, “Well you see. I can’t cook. I burn everything, so Lila is the designated cook in the family. Do you have fruit, or something? I can work with that,” Lily asked, trying to hide her embarrassment.

She heard a low grumble from Jason's side of the island, as she saw him taking out a couple of pots, pans, and several stuff from the fridge.

"Are pancakes fine with you?" Jason asked.

“Oh yeah, pancakes are perfect,” she said, with a bit of glee, seeing as that pancakes were her favorite breakfast item, even if they were full of carbs.

She sat there and watched, as Jason worked his magic in the kitchen. But what surprised her, besides making just pancakes? Jason was also making scrambled eggs, sausage links, toast, a small batch of oatmeal, mountains of bacon, and a side dish of fruit. He also started brewing a fresh cup of coffee that to Lily's nose, smelled divine. Lily was in awe of Jason's culinary skill. With every culinary dish he made, her senses became more alive. But the more she watched, the more she started to feel uneasy. All she was doing was watching a guy cooking her a meal, and she was just sitting there looking like a deer caught in headlights. So to break the silence between the two of them, Lily spoke the first question that popped into her mind.

"How did you know?" she asked, and she immediately face-palmed her imaginary self.

“Know what?”

Deciding to stick with her initial choice, she asked, "How did you know about Lila and our parents? Did Lila tell you or something?"

"Oh that. No, she didn't. Despite our time together, she has told me nothing about her personal life. Hell, I didn't even know she had a daughter," he said, as he was flipping the pancakes, "Then all three of you showed up, and I see her daughter is about sixteen, seventeen, and she is in her early thirties. Doing the math, she had her during high school, so teen mom. It wasn't a far stretch that the boyfriend bullied, after all, what sixteen-year-old-hyped-up-hormone jock wants to take care of a baby," Jason said, as he laid out the stack of pancakes in front of Lily.

"How did you know he was a jock?" she asked, as her mouth watered at the fluffy disk’s sweet goodness.

"All pretty girls, go after the jocks," he said, flashing her a crooked grin.

“Yeah, we do," Lily said, trying to throw out that she was also a pretty girl. "But what about the whole parent thing?"

"Well, when a young girl tells her parents that she got pregnant, usually one of two options happen—the parents support them, or they disown them. Yours, unfortunately, were the ladder. But kudos to you, for sticking with your sister."

“Okay, but they could just move away, or they could be out of town. Why think they disowned us?” Lily asked, intrigued by Jason's observational prowess.

"A guess. When people have children, they hardly move. Your parents could have moved, but that is just as unlikely. As for why I believe you are estranged from your parents, or at least, Lila is," he said, as he turned around and was now facing Lily. "It is because this is the last place Lila wants to bring her family."

“Why is that?”

"Because she is afraid of me. And you don't bring your kid to someone you're afraid of. Hence, why she doesn't talk to her parents, because they disowned her, when she had a child out of wedlock, while in high school. Did I miss anything?" he said, as he finished his feast.

"No, that about sums it up. They do live nearby, but we hardly ever talk to them. So it's just me, Lila, and sweet little Jen," she said, a bit somberly, but then she took a bite of Jason's pancakes, and her mood instantly lifted. "Hmmm. That's good,” she said, as she took another bite, then another; loving the fluffy goodness of those little saucers.

‘Okay, let's see what we have, a rocking body, a handsome face, knows how to cook, incredibly smart from what I just heard, filthy rich, and a hint of danger. All he needs is a big cock, and we're golden,' Lily thought to herself, as she saw Jason pull out an uncooked steak.

“What is that for?” she asked, as he started chopping up the steak into pieces.

"It's for Shae. Her breeds need a high protein diet, so once a week, I feed her a raw steak, with some eggs," he said, as he cracked a few eggs into the bowl full of meat.

He placed the bowl down on the floor next to Lily. And with one whistle, the black dog sprang forth from her hiding spot and started devouring the food right in front of her. Lily laughed at the sight of Shae going down at the dead cow. Then a voice started coming down the stairs.

"Is that coffee I smell?" Jennifer asked, as she made a beeline to the freshly-brewed coffee pot. "Oh, that's good," Jennifer sighed, as she took the first sip. "Is this for all of us?" Jen asked, as she saw the mountain of food on the table.

"It sure is, sweetheart. Grab a plate and fill up," Lily said, as she eyed her half-naked niece. Then she realized that she, too, was half naked, and was sitting in front of Jason without any shorts on. Thinking of that, made her cheeks burn red like a ripe tomato. So, she looked down and dove right back into her plate. Then another set of footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.

It was Lila, but instead of her oversized sleep shirt, she was wearing her usual secretary outfit, one of many she keeps in her bedroom.

“You’ve been holding out on me, sis. This guy can cook,” Lily said, amused by Lila's shocked look.

“Yeah, mom, this is pretty good,” Jen said, after scarfing down her second pancake.

Then Shae made a beeline towards the front door. The door swung open and the familiar, "Hey, Shea, who's a good girl," from Ronnie cutie's voice, could be heard down the hall.

"Oh good, you're all up, and you made breakfast," Ronnie said, as she was slightly eyeing Jason. Knowing full well who made the feast in front of her, and the rumbling in her stomach told her that she couldn’t wait to sample more of his delicious cooking.

“Hey, Ronnie, I didn’t expect to see you so soon. Coffee?” Lila asked, holding the pot.

"Yes, please. And as for why I am here, I have some news to share with you all, and it ain't good."

That got the attention of every woman in the room, except for Shea, who was busy finishing her food. As for Jason, after he made his plate, he quietly made his way out the back patio, having no real interest in what they were about to discuss, since it didn't involve him.

“ARSON! What do you mean, arson?” Lila asked, after Ronnie delivered the bad news.

“The cops suspect arson was the cause of your building burning down. I didn’t get much, but they said plenty of the fire safety systems were not working, and that the fire spread too quickly to be a normal fire. But like I said, it is only speculation at this point.”

“Okay, but what does that mean for us? Will the insurance cover us?"

"That's the other bad news, your insurance won't pay out. Not until the investigation is over, and that they send in their investigators."

“What. Why?” This time it was Jen who asked the question.

"Because when it comes to arson, they want to make sure no one was involved with it, for an insurance payout. It's a bitch, but that's their policy," Ronnie explained, hating being the bearer of bad news to her friend and her family. "So for now, you just have to wait, hopefully, the investigation will be over soon, but not until after the holidays, since arson investigators are backlogged, and the insurance investors are on vacation."

“Okay, Lu, what do we do?” Lily asked her sister, seeing where they went from there.

"Well, it will be tough since most of our money is tied up in savings for the house we were going to buy in June. I can shift things around, so we can get access to some of it, but that would mean losing the house, and waiting until a new one pops up in our price range. Once that is done, and we have access to some money, then we can rent a long-term stay hotel or a new apartment. We do need to buy new clothes to replace the ones we lost, plus other items we might need, like a laptop for bills and Jenn's school work… God, this is going to cost a lot. Fuck, if only those asshole that I pay good money for the insurance can give us our money," Lila said.

Lily did like to see her sister on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She had not seen Lila like this, since she was pregnant with Jen, and their parents kicked them out, because of their religious and moral beliefs. More than that, to Lily, it sounded like Lila was going to pack up and leave Jason's house. Lily couldn't have that, not when she saw what he looked like. And to Lily when she finds something she likes, she is like a panther stalking its prey. She had to find a way to stay there, but can't be seen as trying to stay there. Luckily, Ronnie came in and saved the day.

"Lu, why don't you stay here? There is plenty of room."

"Are you sure? this is where I work," Lila said, shocked and surprised.

"I know, and I know Jason's attitude is less than to be desired, but think about it. You will be staying somewhere that is much nicer than any hotel or cheap apartment. You would save a ton of money in the long haul and will make it in time for that house we've been saving for. You're still within driving distance of Jennifer's school, and I'm sure Lily, here, wouldn't mind making the extra commute for her job. And since you would live where you work, you don't have to travel far. Don't you see, staying here, even for a few days, until the insurance people pay up, is the best option to consider?" Ronnie said, finishing her explanation.

“But I don’t think Jason wouldn’t go for something like that,” Lila explained.

"Maybe, but Jason seems to be a reasonable man. If you asked him and explained your situation, then he might consider allowing all three of you to stay here. At least, you know your next move. It couldn't hurt to ask," Ronnie said.

Lila contemplated things over. She knew what Ronnie said made the most sense. Staying at Jason's house would allow her to save her money, and will be able to buy her first house. But at the same time, she didn't want to keep her family near him. While she knew Jason isn't prone to violence; his checkered past could come back and put her daughter in danger. It was a tough decision, but in the end, she knew which was the right one. So getting onto her feet she made her way towards the patio door. She finished explaining her situation to Jason and asked if she and her family could stay in the spare bedrooms until the insurance paid out. She even offered Jason rent money, so it wouldn’t feel like they were mooching off of him.

While the prospect of having more roommates, let alone female ones, was not something he would ever consider doing, Jason couldn't turn down Lila's plea for help. He knew she probably swallowed her pride for coming here with her family in the first place, and the fact she was asking for them to stay a little longer, showed how desperate she was. So, with a lot of reluctance, Jason gave her the okay, with the strict saying that her daughter and sister must follow the same rules as she does.

With a blown-out sigh of relief, Lila made her way back inside, offering the good news to everyone.

"Well he agreed, but you two must follow his house rules at all cost, and remember, even though we are staying here, this isn't our house," Lila said, but she could not help but see the glee in her sister's eyes.

"Don't worry, Lu, we will make sure we are on our best behavior," Lily said, while slyly looking at Jason; inside screaming with glee that she would have more time with him—more time to unwrap the mysteries of that man.

“Yeah, as long he isn’t a creep, then I will do my best as well, mother,” Jen said, as she worked on her fifth pancake.

"Hush, Jen, we wouldn't want him to hear that. Just be glad he is opening his house to us. So be nice," Lila said, admonishing her daughter. She managed to get Jason to agree to stay there; she didn't want to jeopardize that.

"Well, I'm glad that all worked out. I have to head back to the office, but don't worry, Lu, I'll keep on top of the investigation. Hopefully, this will all resolve itself, real soon. Oh, I almost forgot," making a quick trip to the front door. "I have some old clothes you can borrow. At least, until you can buy yourself some new ones. No panties, though, I figured that you want to buy new ones yourselves." That last part caused Ronnie's cheeks to blush a little.

“Crap, I forgot about that. We're going to need to buy a whole new wardrobe,” looking at her watch, she said, “okay, it’s a little after nine; if we get ready quickly, then we can make it before the stores open up.”

“Ah, sis, how are we going to pay for them? We left our wallet in the apartment, and the emergency cash we had in our bag isn’t nearly enough,” Lila said.

Then a clink could be heard in the room, and a black card slid right into the middle of the talking group. Lila picked it up and saw it was Jason's black American Express card. She turned to look where the card was thrown. While they were discussing their next move, Jason had moved back inside the house and was in the process of washing the dishes.

“What's this for?” Lila asked, as she held up the card.

“It’s a card, you use it to buy things,” Jason said nonchalantly, as he worked on his next plate.

“I know what it is, but why did you toss it to me?” Lila asked, annoyed by Jason's nonchalant attitude.

“You said you need clothes, and you don’t have any money to pay for them. So there, now you can.”

Just when Lila was about to complain about taking his money, Lily stepped in and stopped her sister from doing so. "Thank you, Jason. We very much appreciate it. Don't worry, we will pay back every cent we spend."

“Whatever,” Jason said, with a wave of his hand.

Before Lila could even protest, Lily grabbed onto her arm, and Jennifer, and said, "Come on, ladies, we have to get ready." Remembering the bag of clothes, she grabbed onto them and made her way to the stairs.

“That's for the clothes, V, we’ll make sure we will pay you back.”

“Don’t bother, I am just happy to help,” she said, as she waved to the girls as they made it up the stairs. “Well, I better be going, still have a lot of paperwork to fill. I will probably stop by later today to see how things are holding up.”

“You know, with all the time you spend over here. One might think you're interested in someone,” Jason said, with an amused smirk.

"Well, you are my only client, and besides I have to make sure this little cutie isn't being mistreated," she said, as she rubbed Shae's head. "Oh, by the way, I don't know if you're interested, but I have a few charities you can donate to, to help you get some tax breaks; since you are now in a new tax bracket. It's just something to consider."

“Fine, if I'm going to keep this money, then I might as well find a way to do so. Just send me the list of charities and I’ll tell you which one to donate to.”

"Okay, good. And don't worry, I have a few that are more than worth a donation. I'll send them to you by email, later today." With that, Ronnie left to go back to work.

Jason was about to finish loading up the dishwasher when he heard someone coming down the stairs. He turned and saw all three girls of the Williams family standing at attention. At first glance, he thought the teenager of the family would be the one wearing something skimpy, but that honor went to the oldest member of the family, Lily. She was wearing short jean shorts that just had a hard time containing her firm luscious ass from the hours of squat thrusts. The shorts did help show her well-toned, and evenly-tanned legs, all capped by an old pair of Chuck Taylor shoes. As for her top, it was a sensible t-shirt and sweater combo. It completed her look like a college girl going for a walk. This is why Lily chose that outfit, so she could catch the eyes of Jason, and show off her tight body, even though it was nearly sixty degrees outside. But to Lily, though, that didn’t matter, as she had wanted Jason to look—and by the way he was looking at her, it did the trick. So much so that her body temp had jumped up through the roof, and wasn’t fazed by the cold weather.

Jennifer, on the other hand, was wearing a track star suit that was a little too big for her, but it did the job of keeping her warm. As for her mother, Lila, she still had on her usual secretary outfit, except this time, she had on a coat for the cold weather outside.

“Well, we're waiting,” Lily said, in a playful banter.

“Waiting for what?” Jason asked.

"We're waiting for you to change, so you can come with us," Lily said, with a smile.

“And why am I coming with you?”

“Because, we are planning to do a lot of shopping to replace the clothes that we lost, and we need a big strong man to carry all our stuff,” she said, laying on the charm. When she saw he wasn’t going for it, she upped her game, “Come on, we could use you. And besides, what else is there to do around here? Who knows, maybe you see something you like,” she said, leaving the innuendo that she, and maybe her sister, may be something he liked, too. Lily wasn’t against the concept of sharing, and she knew that her sister hadn't been with a man in ten years, and was due for a good drilling.

Jason just stood there for a couple of seconds, thinking things over. He had already cleaned up and had finished his morning workout. His servers were online and monitoring his accounts and the stock markets. He figured that he had all that money, so why not use it to make more? As the old saying goes, the rich get richer, and everyone else can go fuck themselves. With nothing to do, he decided why not; figuring if he was out, he might find his new passion project to occupy the hours in the day. So, he told them to give him a minute, and he went upstairs to take a quick shower and put on his old navy shirt, jeans, and sweater. He decided to go in boots, just to try something different. Other than that, he looked like any working joe, which is the way he liked it.

He made his way downstairs, and saw that all three of them were at the counter, drinking coffee. He saw that Jennifer looked at him with a bit of annoyance like most moody teenagers do. Lila looked like she swallowed something just a bit too sour, and for Lily, she had a thousand-watt smile.

“So, how are we going to do this? We have no car, so I assume we are taking yours,” Lily said, taking the lead on their little excursion.

"Well, since I don't want to make more than one trip, I might as well take them both," Jason said, a little annoyed he let himself get roped into this. "Here, choose one, and Lila and I will take the other." He slid two key fobs down the countertop.

“We will?” Lila asked.

“Yeah, since you are going to be living here, I might as well use you as my secretary. Now come on, we don't have all day," Jason said, starting to get impatient.

Quickly, Lily grabbed one key, and Lila grabbed the other. Lily was excited that she grabbed the Tesla executive, the one that she saw Ronnie drive that one time. She mentally said to herself, ‘See, sis, I told you that I would be driving this car.’ With everyone getting in their cars, Lily and Jen in one, and Lila and Jason in the other; they all made their way out onto the streets and directly towards the clothing store.

Chapter 9

It had been an hour, or so, since they arrived at the nearest mall. They had a good time because as soon as they walked into the big complex, all the stores were opening up. Jason was pretty much there as a tag along, going where everyone went, sitting outside the stores waiting for them to be finished. Every once in a while, Lily would come out and ask for Jason's opinion about the outfit she was trying on. Jason swore that each outfit looked skimpier and skimpier than the last one. He didn't mind, though; to him, Lily was a total babe that wouldn't give him the time of day, twenty years ago. Not only that, but she was far different than the pretty, popular girls he knew back in high school. Lily was a much more whimsical, and free-spirited girl, like she could liven up every room she walked into.

“Lil, what are you doing?” Jennifer asked, while her mother was off in the corner calling a locksmith to help them get into their car back at the apartment parking lot.

“What do you mean?” Lily asked innocently, as she picked out another outfit that would entice Jason.

“I mean, why are you showing mom’s boss all those outfits?”

"Well, why wouldn't I? It's nice getting a second opinion from a man, and a hunky one, at that."

“Ew, isn’t he like forty, and wasn’t he in prison?”

"So, that just means he can appreciate a woman's body even more, and besides he was found innocent. So don't start any trouble. Now go try that shirt on, then after that, we will hit up the dress store," Lily said, as she grabbed a few more items; some for her, and some for her sister, since Lila was too busy going clothes shopping. Lila was good at work, but never knew how to take the day off.

Lila was complaining about what they were buying, but since it was a few days before Black Friday, some stores were having pre-Black Friday sales. So Lila relented, and allowed them to buy whatever they wanted. After all, Jason didn't care about the money, and besides, if his plan worked in the stock market, then he would make it all back in a matter of days. Everything was going quite smoothly, until a high-pitch squeal that could be heard from miles away, made its way towards the department store the Williams girls were at.

“Jenny!”

"Sarah," Jennifer yelled, in equal excitement, as she ran into the arms of her friend.

“Oh my god, Jen, what happened? Are you okay? Did anything survive?” Sarah asked a mile a minute, trying to see if her best friend was alright.

Jason couldn't help but admire Sarah. She was an exotic beauty, with dark, raven-black hair that made it to her back, caramel-colored skin that looked smooth to the touch, and while she did have a modest C-cup, it was made up for by a large booty, that just bounced with every step she took. It wasn't fat by any means, but just large. Even more so, since Sarah decided to wear a pair of tight-fitting yoga pants, that just hugged her ass cheeks so well, that they should have been illegal to wear in public.

After catching an eyeful of Sarah, Jason couldn't help but look at Jennifer, since she wasn't wearing the baggy nightshirt or the tracksuit. Jennifer was wearing a pair of skinny jeans that showed off her athletic body. Since being a cheerleader, she needed to be both flexible and in shape. To go with the jeans, she also wore a tight-fitting sweater that showed all of her curves. Looking at Jen, Jason could tell that she was her mother's daughter. They were about the same height, same scarlet hair, and same body type. The only difference was that Jennifer's hips and breasts were a little smaller than Lila's, but Jason accounted for that from not having a kid yet.

Seeing Lily coming out in her skimpy outfits, and with Jennifer’s and Sarah's attire, was starting to get to Jason. So much so, that he debated whether or not to call Kitty, and make another appointment for some much-needed relief.

"Hi Lily, hi Ms. Williams, how's the shopping going?" Sarah asked, as she and Jennifer made it back to the racks.

“Oh hello, Sarah, it's going good, I found my next outfit to try, what do you think?” Lily asked, as she showed Sarah the blouse she had on.

"It looks great, it shows your breasts well."

"Ah, thank you, well I better go find something that goes with it then," Lily said, as she made her way to the jean section.

"So, Jen, where's Derek? Isn’t he supposed to be here for moral support, like a good boyfriend?" Sarah asked, not liking Derek since he constantly hits on her, while Jennifer isn't looking.

“I texted him, but he is with his family and can’t make it right now, but he said maybe later on today, or tomorrow.”

"Oh come on, if he cares about you, then he should have been here already."

“He does care, I know he does. It’s just that his family wants him to stay there. But he did say that they would offer us their love and prayers,” Jennifer said, falling completely in love with her high-school boyfriend. “Anyway, what do you think about this shirt?”

“Jen, how are you going to pay for all of this?” Sarah asked, seeing the mountain of clothes in the shopping cart.

“Oh, my mom's boss is flipping the bill on all of this?”

"Really, lucky you. I always wanted a sugar daddy. So is he here?" Sarah asked, while looking through some racks.

“Yeah, he’s here, and my aunt is flirting hardcore with him.”

“Really, where is he?”

“Last time I checked, he was at the front of the store.”

"Oh really, I must have just missed him. Let's go see.'' The big-booty Latina made her way towards the front of the store. With every step, her big, luscious ass would jiggle in her tight-fitting yoga pants—which is why she wore them for the day. She wanted every eye on her, pining to be near her.

Sarah looked around the front of their store, and even though her eyes made a passing glance at Jason several times, she still thought that she could not find him. For Sarah, she believed a rich man would flaunt his cash for the world to see. A snazzy suit, a big Rolex watch, jewelry galore, but all she saw were average people wearing average clothes.

“Ah, Jen, are you sure he's here? I don’t see him.”

"What are you blind; he's right there sitting on the bench with all of our shopping bags," Jennifer said. She pointed towards Jason, who as of that moment, was sprawled out, with his legs on the floor and his arms at the top of the bench, yawning, as he was bored from just sitting around waiting for the women to be done with their shopping.

“Jen, are you sure he’s rich, he looks like he is about to work in the oil fields,” Sarah said, as she was studying the man's attire, unimpressed by it all.

“Well I assume so, his place is nice, it even has a pool, and my mom said he just came into a lot of money. That's why he is flipping the bill on our shopping spree.

"Oh really, maybe he is trying to get into your mother's or your aunty's pants, by spoiling them."

"I doubt that. He just gave us his credit card and told us to go nuts. No flattery, no ‘come on, baby let me spoil you’. Aunt Lil was the one that dragged him here."

“Oh, so this is some form of charity for him,” Sarah said, eyeing the man.

"Maybe, but he doesn't show it. To him, it seems like money doesn't mean much.”

"Then maybe I can worm my way into his good graces. Maybe he could be my sugar daddy," Sarah giggled at that, always wanting to be spoiled rotten.

“There she is, Sarah the slut, wanting another man,” Jennifer joked, knowing her friends don't mind that title.

“Hey, come on, who wouldn't want to be pampered, and be treated like a queen? And besides, now looking at him, he is a total DILF,"

"DILF?" Jennifer asked, not knowing its meaning.

"Daddy I’d like to fuck," Sarah mused, as she wondered what Jason's body looked like under his clothes. She could tell he was fit, but with the loose-fitting sweater, she could not surmise how fit he was. 'Maybe I should go over and see what he looks like in that pool of his,’ Sarah thought to herself, as she wondered if she could get Jason under her thumb.

Sarah was the kind of person that knew what she wanted, she loved sex, and she liked to get things. She knew she had a body of sin, especially her big, luscious booty that men drooled over. She would land the new jock of the season for notoriety, would blow the school nerd, just so he would do her school work, and she would even seduce her school teachers for that extra credit. She knew how to wrap men around her finger, and wasn't afraid to use it. Figuring that Jason would be the same; she would use her feminine wiles to worm her way into his pants, and his wallet.

"Come on, Jen, let's find something for me, seeing as Mr. Richy over there, is paying for everything," Sarah said innocently, while in the back of her mind, she was forming a plan to sway Jason's dick. "Hey, Jen, after we're done here, let's go stop at the swimsuit section, seeing that spring break is only a few months away."

As the four girls went store to store, Jason would make quick trips to the cars, to put away all their purchases. While he hated the fact they somewhat treated him as a pack mule, it killed time, and time is what Jason had plenty of. He didn't see anything he wanted to buy, but he did see a book/comic book store. He figured while he was there, that he might buy some new books to read. He was glad that they did have a manga section, seeing that he had twenty years of reading material to catch up on. He decided to purchase a few box sets for himself. He used to read them while in high school, and well into college, but when he started dating his former fiancée, he put it aside, since she didn't like seeing her husband reading something stupid. Like an idiot, Jason complied with her demands and got rid of all of his copies. So since he was out, he might as well start to build up his collection again. Then Jason was starting to get other ideas on other things he had wanted in life, but couldn't afford.

He wasn't the only one in the bookstore. Lily also followed Jason into the books store. While she was browsing through the comics portion of the store, she kept a watchful eye on Jason. Seeing what he liked, what he hated, and what he purchased. She made mental notes on everything she saw, figuring if she was going to break through that cold exterior of his, then she needed something that they could talk about. While she wasn't an avid manga reader, she still knew about them, and anime; since manga and comic books go hand in hand.

As it was getting well past noon, everyone made their way toward the food court. The four girls all sat together, as they discussed what was the Williams family's next move; while Jason decided to take a table that was several rows down. The fact that he was keeping his distance was not lost on the ladies, but they gave him his space. After a belly full of food, they made a few quick stops in various department stores and then went home to Jason's place. Sarah decided to tag along under the guise of helping Jennifer set up her temporary room, but in truth, she was getting the lay of the land of Jason's place. So they all got back into their prospective cars and headed back well into two in the afternoon.

Sarah cooed at the fine leather of the Tesla excessive, and how spacious it was. Jennifer couldn't help but join in on her friend’s ranting. Then Lily joined in on the fun. Sarah was in awe of the neighborhood Jason was living in, and even more so, as he drove up to his house.

"Wow, you live here, now?" Sarah asked.

“For the time being,” Jennifer said, as she dragged in a few of the bags from the trunk of the car.

"Wow, you weren't lying, he does have a pool and a hot tub. Girl, you will be the envy of the school when everyone finds out where you live, now," Sarah said, as she was eyeing the pool. Patting herself on the back when she bought that extra-skimpy bikini at the store. She told Jennifer that it was to help work on her tan, which was true, but also to get a rise out of Jason.

"Hey, it warmed up pretty well out here, why don't we go for a swim," Sarah said, already putting her plan into action.

"That's a great idea, Sarah, it's been ages since I've been in a pool," Lily said, liking the idea of showing off her body, especially to Jason. She didn't believe that he would join them, but showing off extra skin might entice him.

The girls made a mad dash to Jennifer's room, but Lily was stopped by Lila.

“What are you doing?’ Lila asked.

“Taking a dip. He has a pool, why not use it?”

“Because it is not our pool, we are guests in this house.”

"Sis, we are going to be living here for the foreseeable future. Until either the investigation is over and we get out insurance money, or your contract with him is up and we get the house. Why not live a little; he did offer us his house, why not use all the amenities that it comes with, like his luxurious pool." Lily said, wishing her sister to loosen up a little.

"Look, sis, I just don't want to up and erase our current situation. Yes, he led us into his house, but he could just as easily kick us out, if we become an inconvenience."

"Lu, he won't, he could have when we showed up late last night, but he let us in. He could have kicked us out this morning; instead, he made us breakfast. Which, by the way, was delicious, so much so that I wonder what his other meals would taste like. Look, Lu, I know he has this distant, icy exterior; we all can see that, you would be a fool not to. But he sheltered us when we needed it the most, he gave us clothes, when he could have easily just let us fend for ourselves. And do you know the best part, he did so with no strings attached. No ‘I'll let you stay here if you blow me every night.’ No ‘if I buy this for you, then you must go out with me,’ or ‘I bought you jewelry so sleep with me.’"

"I know. It’s just that I don't want to feel like we are taking advantage of him," Lila said, trying to sound defiant.

“I know, but you've been with him. Do you get the impression that he would just allow people to walk all over him?”

"No, not really. But he could still change his mind any time."

"Well, then I guess we would have to show him a reason why he should let us stay."

"You don't mean sleeping with him,” Lila gasped, knowing that her sister would make that an option.

"No, sis, but that is on the table. I mean we both saw him. But, what I mean is that I will help out around here. I could be the housemaid, I clean, sweep, do laundry, and do anything else that the house needs to be done. I could also help you be his secretary, show that I am not mooching off of him. I wouldn't need to be paid, if he doesn't want me to, my payment would go to the rent."

Lila thought about what her sister said. After all the calls she had made during their shopping trip, she knew that they were going to be homeless for the foreseeable future. Staying at Jason's house was the viable option, for both saving money, and a matter of convenience. If Lily kept to her word and helped out, then there would be less chance that they would be a burden, and cause friction between them and Jason.

“Okay, but you and Jen have to follow everything that he lays out for us. And if you show that you will do the work, then he would be less inclined to see us as a nuisance.”

“Good, now come on,” Lily said, as she dragged Lila upstairs.

“Where are you taking me?”

“To go change, we're going for a little dip,” the fiery redhead said, as she dragged her sister up the stairs and into her room.

"But why, I don't need to swim, and besides I have work to do," Lila said, trying to dislodge herself from her sister's grasp.

“Sis, you’ve been working since you woke up this morning, and during our shopping trip. You need to relax before that luscious red hair of yours, goes completely gray overnight,” Lily said, while stroking her sister's long locks.

“Yeah, but I don’t have a bathing suit,”

“Oh, don’t worry, I bought a spare.”

Lila tossed her the bag that held the other swimsuit, hiding the sinister grin from her lips. She saw the look on Lila's face, once she pulled out the skimpy outfit.

“I can’t wear this,” then she looked around inside the bag, “where is the rest of it.”

"That is all of it. And trust me, you will look gorgeous in it. Now stop dillydallying, and put it on." Lila recently did what her older sister said, and stripped down and put on the bikini.

Lily did the same, but she showed no embarrassment from the new attire. They were both wearing the same style, a string bikini with a thong bottom. The only difference was their color, and how it conformed to their bodies. Lily wore a lavender color that complemented her lightly-tanned skin, and with her plump, but firm, bubble butt, the thong bottoms just made her ass look a little bit bigger. For Lila, hers was black, but since her sister bought it for herself, the fit wasn't all there. Her chest was slightly bigger, therefore it looked like Lila was squeezing two melons together. As for the bottoms, even though Lila's ass wasn't as plump as Lily's, the wider hips, just caused the thong to ride up even higher.

"Lil, I really shouldn't be wearing this, what happens if Jason sees me?" Lila asked, as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

"Then he would get a massive hard-on. Lu, you are a babe, it's time to show it, even if it's just to me and Jen. Now come on, the others are probably downstairs."

As it turns out, they were downstairs and already putting on sunblock.

"Wow, mom, you look great, and so do you, aunty."

“Yeah, Ms. Williams, you look fantastic in that bikini.”

"Thank you, girls, I appreciate it," Lila said, trying to hide her blushing cheeks.

Lila took a long walk around the pool, and she realized that Jennifer was the only one wearing a modest-looking swimsuit. It was a simple, navy-blue, bandeau one-piece swimsuit, and while it was strapless, it still showed less skin than everyone else's, especially Sarah’s. Her swimsuit was an extremely-skimpy string bikini that showed more skin than Lily’s or Lila's swimsuit. It was like only stings, with little pieces of fabric to barely cover up her lady bits. But the more prominent feature, was that Sarah's bottom portion of the bikini was nothing more than a g-string that was, at that moment, being swallowed up by the kerf of her massive ass checks. While it was a suit that she or her daughter would never wear, she couldn't help but notice how the white fabric complemented her smooth caramel-colored skin.

"Sarah, what are you wearing?" Lila asked, as she got closer to the two girls.

"Oh sorry, Ms. Williams, I know it seems revealing, but I don't like tan lines; so, I figured if I had this lovely private backyard, then I might as well work on my tan, you know, for beach season."

“Okay, but wouldn't your mother disapprove of you wearing such attire?” Lila asked. While Sarah wasn't her daughter, Lila sometimes treated her as one, since Sarah and Jennifer were childhood friends, who had always been attached at the hip, since they first shared a cookie in the first grade.

"You know my mom, she doesn't care what I wear. As long as I pass my classes, or don't get knocked up. She practically ignores me," Sarah spat out, not caring what her mother did, since she did the same thing to her.

Lila knew the relationship Sarah had with her mother was quite strained. This was why she was more than happy to play den mother for Sarah, seeing that she was a nice girl, and of course was best friends with her daughter. She was also glad that while she and Jennfier might fight from time to time, she was happy with the bond and the closeness they shared, and would never take that for granted.

For the next hour, all four women were lounging around and enjoying the late afternoon sun. Begrudgingly to Lila's situation, she couldn't deny that her sister was right. In that, she needed to relax, before she ran herself ragged, exactly when Lily found the controls to the hot tub; she sighed as the hot, bubbly water washed away her aches and pains, leaving tomorrow's problem for tomorrow. That was until a loud knock could be heard from the front door.

"Oh, he's here," Jennifer squealed, as she got out of the pool and made a beeline to the door.

“Who’s here? Jen!” Lila shouted, as she saw her daughter run off.

“Babe, you're here!” Jennifer shouted in glee, as Derek came walking in.

"Wow, babe, these are some nice digs. And by the way, love the suit," Derek smiled, as he drank the sight right in front of him; waiting for the day when Jennifer would finally spread her legs for him.

"I know. I bought it today," doing a little twirl. "Now come on, everyone is out back," she said, as she dragged him towards the patio door.

Derek couldn't help but grin as he saw the bountiful beauties that lay before him. Especially when he saw Jen's mother wearing that alluring black bikini outfit. He had always wondered what Lila would look like when she was wearing only bras and panties. Seeing her in her bikini, he was not disappointed in what he saw. Figuring that when he got between Jennifer's legs, he would make a run at Lila, as well. Seeing as his favorite pastime was sleeping with both girls and their mothers; he liked seducing older women. He found that they were desperate for attention. Then, when he showed them his big black cock, he would have them on their beds howling from pleasure.

The only problem was that he was having a hard time getting into Jennifer's pants. Normally, he would not have to wait that long to get into a girl's panties, and if they were being prudish, then he would just move on to his next conquest. But Jennifer was considered one of the hottest girls in the school, alongside her best friend, Sarah. Not only that, but since her mother and aunt were also, in his opinion, high-class babes; he couldn't miss out on that opportunity. So he bit his tongue, and bided his time. Luckily, he had a few girls on the side that could scratch that itch when Jennifer denied him her sweet pussy. He did try to sleep with Sarah, at various points in time, given that her reputation around school was being the school's slut. But, she shut him down every time.

“Jen, what is he doing here?" Lila asked, as she noticed him checking her out. She instantly reached for a towel, but realized that it was on the other side of the patio, on the other side of Jennifer's boyfriend. Lila wasn't the only one that noticed his wandering eye. Lily and Sarah noticed it, too. And while Lily didn't mind having her body admired by a young man; Sarah, on the other hand, was; since she bought her swimsuit for Jason's eyes only.

"He's here to make sure I am all right after everything that happened yesterday," Jennifer explained, trying to defend her boyfriend.

“That’s not the point, Jen, this isn’t our house, you can’t just invite anybody over without permission,” Lila said, admonishing her daughter for her poor decision.

“But he isn’t just anyone, he's my boo bear,” Jennifer cooed, as she lazily rubbed his face.

“Still, Jen, you still need to ask…” Lila said, then she heard a low growl coming from her side. It was Shae who was eyeing Derek.

'That's weird, usually, she is so friendly with newcomers. Something about Derek that she doesn't, Lila thought to herself.

“Wow there, doggy, I come in peace,” Derek said, as he held up his hands.

“Shae, sit!" Lila commanded in Dutch, the dog did what she was told, and Lila was glad that she paid attention to Jason's command calls. The dog did what she was told, but instead of sitting down with that adorable smile of hers, she glared at Derek, like he was still a threat.

"Mom, you should put that thing on a leash," Jennifer said, putting herself between the dog and Derek.

"Nonsense, Jen, as you can see, she is well trained.” This time, it was Lily who stepped in, trying to liven up the tension in the air. "Aren't you a good girl. Yes you are. Yes you are," Lily said, in a baby voice as she squatted down next to Shae and began to rub her fur. To which, Shae began to lick Lily's face. "See, she is perfectly harmless," Lily giggled, between licks.

Everything was going well until a deep voice could be heard back in the house.

"Who the fuck is this," Jason said, as he heard the commotion outside his study, where he was surfing the web for his new passion project, and the charities Ronnie had sent him after lunch.

"Oh, Mr. Solace, I'm sorry for all of this," Lila jumped out of the hot tub and made her way inside. Normally, she would go by his first name as he had asked, but when she got nervous, or felt like she did something wrong, "As you can see, this is Derek, Jennifer's boyfriend. She invited him over, so he could check up on her. I'm sorry for this, I know you wanted to be informed on who is over at all times. I promise you this won't happen again."

As Lila was apologizing to Jason, obvious to the fact she was standing dripping wet in her revealing bikini, he also noticed that Derek was checking her out.

‘Oh… he’s one of those guys,’ Jason thought to himself. ‘A player through and through.’

"It's fine, just don't let it happen again," Jason declared.

"Hey, I'm here for no trouble sir. I'm just here to check on my girl. Hi, I'm Derek, like the oil derricks,” he said, as he stuck his hand out towards Jason.

Seeing that this might be a good time to mess with the little player, Jason took his hand and said, “I’m Jason, like the murderer,” with a deadpan smile.

That remark seemed to throw everyone off, except for Lily, who just only snickered, since she was the only one that got the ‘Friday the 13th’ reference.

“Ah, that's a joke right, right,” Derek said, trying to brush off that last remark, while also sizing up Jason.

Derek could tell he was in decent shape and had some looks, but in the end, Derek decided that he was no threat. After all, in Derek's mind, all the women, young and old always go for the young buck; which also led into another of Derek's favorite pastimes—making husbands or boyfriends into cuckolds. To him, it felt like he was the better man, since he was the one that was stealing their women.

Figuring that he overstayed his welcome, Derek bade his farewells, by kissing Jennifer and stealing one last look at all the bikini-clad girls. Then just before he left, Ronnie came walking through the front door, carrying some documents for Lila to fill out to begin the insurance payout procedure.

"Oh, who are you?" Ronnie asked.

“Oh, Ronnie, that is Derek, Jennifer’s boyfriend,” Lila said to her friend.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Derek said in a suave manner, flashing her his pearly whites, liking what he saw.

"Pleasure," Ronnie gave back, not liking that look he was giving her. She was weary of men she just met with big smiles.

“Well, I should go. Bye, baby,” Derek said, as he closed the door.

'Damn, five fine bitches in one house. This Jason guy is one lucky dude. Too bad for him, though; since I will be taking all of them away from him. Damn, I'm horny, I wonder if Sandra is up for a little dicking, maybe even her mother, as well,' Derek thought to himself, as he brought out his phone and scrolled to Sandra's number.

"That was Jennifer's boyfriend?" Jason asked Lila, as soon as the door closed, and Jennifer made her way back outside to the pool.

“Yes, he is.”

“Hmm. I would watch out for that one, he has ‘player’ written all over him.”

“Really? How so?” Lila asked.

"In prison, people would get shanked, for looking at someone the wrong way. The way he was slyly staring at your ass and tits when he thought no one was looking, he might find himself at the end of a shiv, if he isn't careful. Even though it is a nice ass."

Once her mind caught up to what Jason was saying, she finally realized that she was standing in front of him in nothing but a skimpy bikini, or that he complimented her ass, and in some ways her tits, as well. With her face going beat red, she excused herself and made her way towards the patio and directly into the hot tub, submerging herself, as she hoped he would forget all about her and her ass.

“Is that for Lila?” Jason asked Ronnie, who was now standing next to him.

“Ah yes, she needs to sign these for the investigators, and insurance company. Also for the release of her belongings that survived the fire,” Ronnie said, as she held up the stacks of paper.

“All right, go do what you need to do. Oh, and here are the charities and the amount I would like to donate. Be sure to get it done," Jason said, as he handed Ronnie a folded-up piece of paper.

"So fast," Ronnie said, as she opened the paper. Her eyes went wide, not because of the charities, or the fact one of them was a cause that she liked to support—but for the amount, he was going to give to them. "Ah sir, are you sure about this, it is a lot of money you are offering."

"I'm sure, and besides I read up on them and they are good causes. As for the money, come meet me in the study when you are finished with Lila and all of her affairs. I have some ideas that I need your legal advice on."

And from there, Jason left her to deal with what she came there for. As he apprised his study, he couldn't help but notice the caramel orbs that were Sarah's ass. Proudly displayed through the big bay window. He couldn't help but wonder if she was showing them off on purpose.

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