Chapter 1

Like many people, I occasionally talk to myself when I’m alone.

“It’s a very special day for Mister Kurt McHennen. A special day, for a very special delivery! I can hardly wait!” Nobody was around, so I hugged myself and squealed like a happy little kid.

In preparation for my special delivery, for the first time in months, I had given all 23 of my household staff a paid day off at the same time. Nobody mowed the lawn or trimmed the trees. Nobody dusted the shelves or mopped the floors. If I were hungry, I’d need to find the kitchen and make something. Other than myself, the only people on the huge property were the two security guards patrolling the perimeter and the two pairs at the front and back gates. There wasn’t another human within three kilometers of me.

I owned about fifty expensive business suits but disliked wearing them. They were restrictive and uncomfortable, so I avoided them when possible. I mainly wore clothes to avoid offending other people. I did a lot of email, research, and other work nude when I could. The staff had all been warned, the fourth floor was clothing-optional. I put my shorts and t-shirt on a bench, and enjoyed the quiet and privacy by walking across the front lawn wearing only my sandals. Today the yard was clothing-optional too. I liked the fresh feeling of the light breeze under my arms and between my legs.

Instead of the usual hustle and bustle, I heard only a few birds chirping. Several squirrels searched the yard for nuts and seeds, undisturbed by lawn machinery. I looked up at the marble façade of my four-story mansion, considered the delivery I was expecting, and said to myself, “Life is good, but it’ll be so much better soon!” I thought if I smiled with any more intensity, my face might break.

Adults are terrified of acting like children because it might damage their image. I had freedom for a day. To burn off a little energy and vent some of my excessive joy, I climbed in the fountain and splashed around nude like a crazy person. I cupped my hands together and threw some water skyward. “WOOOO!” Ten minutes before delivery time, I dressed again and waited impatiently.

Usually, vehicles travelled the driveway at a leisurely pace, but a large silver SUV sped toward me at over eighty kilometers an hour. (50mph) I recognized it as one of the security vehicles. I knew if there was an emergency, they would be on the way to help me. I looked around and wondered why they were going so fast.

A rear door opened as soon as it screeched to a halt, and a young lady in a light pink dress jumped out. She was Kandi, my ‘special delivery’. I thought she was very cute with her small nose, small ears, and honey blonde hair tied in long pigtails. The top of her head was lower than my shoulder. She was one of the smallest girls in the Senior class at her high school until graduation the previous week.

She had turned 18 a week ago and one of my lawyers had checked her ID with the local authorities to make sure. It was hard for me to believe I was so lucky. She ran toward me carrying a small pink purse over her shoulder and loudly said, “There’s a change of plans! Come inside with me! Quick!” I ran up the granite stairs behind her, marveling at her beauty. She urgently said, “Sit on the floor, right there. We need to do this fast. Mom’s having a baby, her water just broke.” She sat in a chair near the front door, but out of view of those outside.