Chapter 172

Claire and Riley were in the initial stages of planning CareFreest — a luxury hotel designed to attract an even more exclusive clientele. With 72 Carefree apartments stocked with free pussy from over 150 mothers and their kids, they expected to attract a national, and eventually, an international client base.

The condo owners had been generous in spreading the word — come to central Iowa, it’s pussy paradise. Everyone — women and children — they all say “Yes.”

All of that was very much in the plus side of the Four Corners ledger. But life, as it usually did, intruded.

The leaders were at an early-morning meeting in Luke’s office. Claire, Willow, and Riley were wearing their standard pants suits. Sissy Andrews, headphones on, was struggling to accommodate more of Luke in her mouth. The 14-year-old was nude and using both hands. She had maybe half of it in.

Riley looked at Luke, and the after-image of Baron — lying on his back in the sunshine with his magnificent equipment on full display — popped into her mind. Luke still fucked her from time to time, so she was confident that she could have accommodated the Bully Kutta. Pretty confident.

Willow nudged her, “Penny.”

Riley colored a little and said, “There’s just something about a beautiful cock.”

“I’ll take your word on that one.”

Claire looked at the head of Security, Martin Schroeder, “How bad is it?”

“As you know, Max Fowler and two of his Atlanta partners are planning to move on Four Corners. They want more that just the pussy business — they want all of your 12,000 acres.”

Willow muttered, “Fuckers.”

Claire, “Martin, the bugs you planted — any change from yesterday?”

“No. Their plan is still to kidnap Willow and Luke. Force them to sign over their Four Corners shares. And use them as leverage to make you do the same.”

“And then kill us all.”

“Of course.”

Luke said, “Martin and I are assembling our old team. We’re going on the attack.”

Martin nodded, “No waiting around like with Delgado.”

Claire looked at Riley, “Welcome back. Did you pick up any intel?”

Willow had loaned her to Fowler for another weekend. He had been surprised and delighted. And suspicious, “Okay, Willow, what do you really want?”

“You got me — I do want something in return. I talked Claire into lowering the age limit here. It’s just an experiment, but I want three of your little whores from Mobile.”

This, Max could understand, “How long?”

“Just a week — that should be enough time to convince Claire.”

“How many times can I sell Riley?”

“Three on Friday, three on Saturday — that’s $30,000 unless you’re gonna up her price.”

“That’s my business. Okay, you gotta a deal. When do you want the Mobile cunts?”

“Two weeks from Friday. I gotta get the word out to certain customers.”

They left it at that. Max was pleased to have Riley before he had to share any of his little girls. He’d make a few bucks off her, enjoy some prime pussy, and think about what Four Corners info he might be able to wriggle out of her.

In Luke’s office, Riley said, “Fowler has a third partner — a silent partner. Fowler gave me to him. After the guy fucked me, I heard him on his cell. I don’t know if he was talking about Four Corners, but he said, “Speed it up, Max.”