Chapter 1

Robert Wade lived a simple life most of the time. He lived on an island in a lake east of Birmingham Alabama. His home was a big stone house built by his great great grandfather in 1871. The house was modified in 1950 by his grand father and became a family summer home. He had a deep well drilled for water and Power, gas and a telephone were installed at that time.

Robert's grandfather had bought the place from the Wade Corporation.

In the early 60's a power company lake surrounded it and left it and two smaller islands above the lake level. They could be gotten to only by boat. There was still power, natural gas and a Telephone.

Robert inherited it when he was fourteen when his father passed away. The family had spent many week ends there.

He loved the old place, he spent a lot of time there.

As soon as he had a drivers licensee he would drive from Birmingham to the lake and put a small outboard motor on a little boat he kept locked to a tree. He would load food for the weekend and putter out to his private retreat.

His first job was to put that small motor on a tiny pontoon boat and herd a half dozen goats aboard. Then he would take them to one of the other islands to mow the grass while he enjoyed the peace and quiet on the main island.

Four large Doberman dogs lived on the main island full time, they were the security system for the house. Dog food enough to last them a month was in a dispenser.

The dogs kept anyone from coming ashore on the main island.

Robert's mother had died of cancer a year before his father. He was living with an elderly aunt in Birmingham. She let him pretty much do as he pleased.

He made excellent grades in school and when he graduated he went on to college at Auburn immediately.

Robert attained a degree in Agriculture then accounting and then went on to Law School at the University of Alabama.

After passing the bar exam at the age of twenty six he spent two years observing the divisions of the huge business of which his father had left him the majority of the stock.

He then had become president of the Wade Corporation for one year and made it the most efficient business in the nation.

Robert was not excited about a job in business or law. He retired before he was thirty and moved to his island home.

He spent a small fortune changing the old house to fit his needs. He made it his dream home.

His income from his stock holdings in the Wade Corporation was over two million a year.

He could afford any kind of car he wanted, he chose to drive a six year old pickup.

He still preferred to putter to and from his island home in his small outboard boat.

Robert loved to gamble. He made frequent trips to gamble in big stakes poker games in Nevada.

At home he spent many hours at Bob's Fish Camp and Boat launch playing small stakes poker.

The people he played with thought Robert was an ordinary poor citizen like themselves. None even knew where he lived.

One evening Robert went to Bob's in his boat to play a few hands.

There were only four of the regulars there at first.

As was often the case Robert was winning in a small way.

A junk pickup truck drove up. It was parked under a light.

Henry said " O shit here comes that bastard Cully.

They looked out the window and watched a huge guy drag a skinny kid out of the truck. Cully slapped the kid in the face and pointed toward the door to the poker room.

They came inside and the kid crouched on the floor in a corner near the door.

Both stank of hogs and were filthy

Cully asked "You bastards ready to let old Cully show you how to play poker " ?

Henry said " Cully why don't you find a game somewhere else " ?

Cully was drunk. He asked Henry if he would like his ass stomped.

Henry was much to small to get in a fight with that big bastard. He told Cully to shut up and sit in if he wanted.

Even drunk Cully was a good poker player. He had dumped about a hundred in small bills from his pocket on the table.

That hundred had nearly doubled in less than an hour.

After Cully had gotten in the game he told the kid " Shit Head go out to the truck and get my liquor, ain't nobody going to offer me a drink here ".

The kid brought back a fruit jar of home made whisky.

The hanging light over the poker table was the only light turned on, the kid could barely be seen. The kid was filthy and smelled terrible.

Robert had glanced at the kid and assumed it was a skinny boy.

Cully took a big drink and as he wiped his mouth said " I would offer you guys some of this but none of you are man enough to handle it ".

Cully began to drink from his jar pretty often.

An hour later Cully had a Full house on the draw. He shoved a hundred dollars out into the pot.

Henry protested, that was way over the bet limit of the game.

Cully told Henry to kiss his ass and either to call or fold.

Every one but Robert folded, he had drawn four aces.

Robert thought it might be time to get rid of the loud mouth bastard.

Robert saw his bet of a hundred and asked Cully how much he had left in cash. Cully counted and had eighty four dollars left.

Robert raised Cully eighty four dollars.

Cully put his money in.

Cully stood pat with his full house and Robert drew one card to his four aces.

Cully just knew he had a wining hand but had nothing to bet with. He checked. Robert bet two hundred.

Cully offered a hog to meet Robert's bet. Every one told him it was a table stakes game.

Robert told him that he could not bet a hog that was not there.

Cully offered his old junk truck and they would have let him bet that but he did not have the title to it.

Cully thought about it for a minute.

He was positive he had a winning hand. There was five hundred and sixty dollars on the table !! That was more than he would make off his hogs the rest that year !!

If he could not call he would leave broke and the truck gas gauge was on empty.

Cully needed Two hundred to call.

He had a sour look on his face when he said " The kid ought to be worth five hundred ". " I will see your two hundred and raise you three hundred ".

Burt and Henry both objected.

( Burt said betting a kid was not betting money, Henry agreed ).

Robert just wanted to get on with the game and get rid of Cully. He told the others it was alright and put three hundred in the pot.

Cully threw down his full house and started to reach for all that money.

Robert fanned out his four aces and told Cully he had lost.

Cully looked at Robert's more powerful hand and shouted " You are just a cheating bastard and I'm gonna stomp your ass ".

He started around the poker table and Robert got up.

Cully started a round house swing from six feet away, Robert dodged and hit him hard enough to break his nose as he spun by. Cully came back at Robert and that time Robert gave him a savage kick in the nuts.

While Cully was bent nearly double Robert finished him off with a knee in his face. Cully hit the floor unconscious.

Henry said that he hoped Robert had killed the bastard.

Cully was out only a few minutes and then got shakily to his feet. As he staggered out to his truck he was bad mouthing all of them and making threats.

He was gone before anyone remembered the kid in the corner.

They figured Cully would come back for the kid sooner or later and played on.

There was a scanner on the bar and they heard the 911 call an hour later.

Cully had passed someone who knew him and his old truck on the Interstate. They had seen him leave the road and crash into a big oak tree. The person reporting the crash said he was dead and his name was Cully Hardy. He had known Cully.

It was getting late and the poker game ended after that.

As Robert was leaving Henry reminded him to take the kid. Robert tried to get out of taking the kid home with him but Henry insisted.

Cully wasn't going to come back for the kid now.

Henry did not want a dirty kid hanging around his place.

Henry told Robert to take the kid, he had won it fair and square.

Robert gave in and told the kid to follow him. That kid had the dirtiest hair he had ever seen and smelled awful.

At Robert's boat he told the kid to bath in the lake and try to clean up some.

The kid shuffled into the water. Robert told the kid to wash the stink of hogs out of it's hair and try to get some of the dirt out of those clothes. "Clean that dirty face and hands" he said.

It was dark out there, the lights of the boat dock and store were to far away to give much light. The kid splashed around for a while and Robert said "Get in the boat if you want to go with me".

All the way to Robert's island home he could tell his passenger was shivering.

When Robert had tied the boat up the kid walked along behind him to the house.

In the kitchen lights Robert got his first real look at the kid.

IT WAS A GIRL !!

She was a skinny tall thing and had her hair sheared off short and uneven. She had on a torn tee shirt and ripped shorts.

Robert could tell she had small but nice tits through that wet tee shirt. She had long slender legs attached to a nice shaped ass.

Her feet were bare and she had bruises all over her. One eye was black and her cheek was cut. She went over to a corner of the room and crouched on the floor there.

"What is your name girl" Robert asked.

She mumbled something Robert did not hear.

He told her to come stand in front of him and say her name again.

The scared girl stood in front of Robert and told him her name was Cathy.

Cathy what, he asked. She said in a trembling voice Cathy Patton.

Robert asked if Cully was her father. Cathy told him that Cully had been her step father. Her mother married Cully after her father was killed by lightning.

She said her mother died a year ago in a house fire and Cully was all the family she had.

Robert told her he was sorry to hear that and he guessed she would miss Cully.

The girl said nothing to that.

Robert asked Cathy how old she was.

Cathy said she was seventeen years old.

( Robert thought it likely that she was no more than fifteen )

Robert told Cathy that if she was going to sleep in his house she had to shampoo her dirty hair and take a real bath with soap and warm water. He led her to the guest bath and got out the things she would need.

While he was setting the water temp. in the shower he had his back to her.

Cathy was nude when he turned to face her.

She just stood there as if she was waiting for his next command.

Robert told her to get in the shower and get wet. The girl did and Robert asked if she had ever had a shower before. She said "No sir".

Robert told her that the clear plastic curtain kept the floor from getting wet as he pulled it closed.

He had to sit there on the commode and explain to her how to shampoo her hair and then scrub her body with soap and a wash rag. When she was through he reached in and cut the water off and handed her a towel.

Robert took several pictures of Cathy with his Digital camera. He had her get on the bath room scales.

He thought that if he had pictures of her that showed proof of her battered body, he could not be accused of doing that to her.

She weighed ninety two pounds and was five foot ten inches tall.

Robert entertained ladies often for the weekends and had an assortment of ladies wear in the guest bed room closet.

While he was looking for something for Cathy to wear she was following his every step dry but still nude.

Robert chose a pair of short pajama pants and a matching short sleeve top to wear. He told her to put them on.

The girl was scared and trembling.

He asked if she was hungry and she nodded her head.

In the kitchen she gobbled what he set before her like an animal.

He asked when she had last eaten. With her mouth full she mumbled " Don't know".

After Robert judged that the girl would get sick if she ate more, he told her that she had enough and put the food up.

It was after two in the morning and Robert was ready to go to bed.

He showed the girl where she was to sleep and left the night light on in the bath and told her to go to bed.

Robert was asleep in minutes after getting in his bed.

At four a.m. he awoke needing to go to the toilet.

Afterward he started to get back in bed and saw the girl crouched in a corner.

He asked her what she was doing there and she mumbled that she was scared in that other room.

Robert told her to come sit on the side of the bed.

He asked what she was scared about.

The girl said she was scared to be alone.

Robert threw the covers back and told her she could sleep with him if it would help.

She crawled over on the bed and her trembling stopped.

Robert went right off to sleep.

He woke at six thirty, the girl was against him and had her butt pressed against his erection. She had a nice smell and her soft hair felt good under his chin.

She woke when he moved, the sheet was on the foot of the bed. She sat up and looked at his hard cock poking out of the fly of his shorts.

Cathy asked if he wanted her to suck him off or fuck him.

Robert told her he did not want either.

The girl looked disappointed and said " I can if you like, Cully made me do it a lot ". " He even made me do his friends some ".

Robert patted her on her shoulder and told her he would let her know.

He asked her if she liked doing that for Cully and his friends. She said that she had hated it because they had beat her a lot.

Robert took the girl to the guest room to find clothes she could wear in the day time. ( He had trashed her old clothes )

He found her a pair of jeans and a shirt, both were to big. He came up with a pair of Tennis shoes that fit her small feet though.

Robert gave Cathy a rope to use as a belt to hold up her jeans.

Robert had thought about what to do with this waif the night before and had decided that they should go to where she had been living with Cully. Maybe there was a clue to where relatives could be found and certainly she must have some belongings to salvage before someone helped themselves. Now that Cully was dead his "Friends" would get any thing of value.

He told the girl what he planned.

She said "I don't want to ever go back there".

Robert got his pistol and put it in his pocket. He told the girl "Come with me".

Cathy followed him to the boat and sat like a statue all the way to where his truck was parked.

With the boat locked to a tree Robert unlocked the truck and told her to get in.

He asked her where she and Cully had lived. She gave directions to an area a good distance away.

Robert bought breakfast biscuits on the way. The girl barely nibbled on her serving.

When they got there it was a miserable shack in a hog pen. The place they had lived in was an old barn. They drove past a burned house and up to the gate of the hog lot. Inside were about a dozen skinny hogs.

Cathy led the way to a side door and pushed it open. A huge rat ran as they went in. Inside was a table and some odd chairs, a home made bed and a wood burning cook stove. A junk couch was in a corner and a dirty pillow and blanket were on it. Cully's clothes hung from nails in the walls.

The floor was dirt.

The stink was so bad Robert was close to throwing up.

He asked Cathy to get her things.

She dragged a cardboard box out from under the couch.

There wasn't much to get, it all went into a plastic five gallon bucket.

Robert told her to look around and get anything else she wanted. He told her Cully was dead now and it was all hers.

Cathy told Robert that Cully's guns were under the bed, she didn't want them but he could have them if he wanted them.