Chapter 6

Karen arrived after work and we ate our dinner outside, I had something to tell mum and I wanted Karen to be there, she looked utterly gorgeous in her smart black business suit over a crisply starched white shirt, dark stockings and high heel black shoes.

"I have to go back to Glasgow tomorrow mum" I said softly and they both looked up sharply, so I carried on,

"I have to be at work on Wednesday morning, so I'll get the evening flight from Heathrow"

"Why?" came from mum, but she knew why, I'd carved myself a little niche as what I liked to call a pub spy!

It had started about two years ago when I went up to Scotland, to Glasgow, it had meant to be a few days away with Danny, a mate from school, but on my first night there, I'd chatted to him and his parents in the bar of the pub they managed in the city centre and they'd told me that a member of their bar staff was robbing them, but they couldn't find out who it was.

"It's the guy there" I pointed out and they stared open mouthed at me,

"Lenny" Danny's dad said softly, "That's Ken, he's worked for us in this pub for over twenty years, I'd trust him with my life!"

"You'd lose it then" I said as kindly as possible, "He's robbing you"

I went on to explain, their bar was square with a till on two sides, after I'd bought my first drink before asking for Danny, I'd given him a twenty pound note, the drink came to two pounds exactly but what had caught my attention was that instead of using the till exactly behind him, he went round the other side and used that one.

"What does that prove?" he asked me and in the normal course of events, it would have been a pertinent question, except that before going into the pub, I'd called in at the bank next door and cashed a cheque, the lovely little teller had given me ten, twenty pound notes and we'd laughed at the numbers written in ink on each one, the one I'd given the barman had carried the number 107.

"Go and look in the till" I suggested to Danny's dad, "If you find it there, I'll apologize and that'll be the end of it, if I'm right, you can buy me a drink"

"But what if it's not there?" he said and I pointed out that for it not to be there, it would have been given out in change, "And as the notice up there says, We do not accept fifty pound notes, it would seem that the only place it could be would be in Ken's pocket, agreed?"

"Bloody hell" Danny said softly and Tony his dad had bristled, "I'll go and look now"

He came back less than a minute later and asked his wife to look after the bar for a minute, signaling me and Danny into the back room, he called Ken in and asked him to take everything out of his pockets.

"Bloody hell Tony" he asked, "What the hell's all this about?"

I could see that Tony was upset, so I took over,

"In your pocket, I think we'd find a twenty pound note with the number 107 written on it in ink" I pulled out the rest of the notes from my pocket and showed him the numbers from 108 onwards.

He stared at me and realization dawned on him,

"I'm a private investigator" I lied, "And you're nicked, we'll give you a choice though, you can either empty your pockets now or we'll call the police and you can empty them in front of them"

"On the other hand" Danny put in, "You can put your coat on and fuck off now"

Ken chose to fuck off!

That little incident had started my career off as what I can still only call a pub spy, Tony told a friend of his who had similar problems which I solved after an hour, his friend told his friend and purely by word of mouth, I found myself in demand.

I'd been in Glasgow for over a year and I found that wonderful, vibrant and sometimes savage city to be the most fabulous place I'd ever visited, with Tony and Danny's help, I worked out a scale of charges and the money just rolled in.

Before I left to go home, I'd solved the thieving problems of fourteen pub owners and I had rather a large amount of money in the bank.

"Can't you stay for just a few more days darling?" mum asked, but I shook my head,

"It's what I do mum" I told her, "For some reason, I seem to be good at it and I'm looking at setting up an office in Glasgow"

"Is there a girl up there?" Karen asked, "Because if there is, she's very, very lucky"

There was a girl, but I didn't want to say too much about her because Danny's sister was only fifteen and even in spite of my involvement with Karen and my own mother, I knew that I was smitten with my little Scottish lover.

I found myself a tiny flat in the city, just a very basic thing that Glaswegians call a single end, it cost me two thousand five hundred pounds which I paid in cash, I was on the property ladder!

Helen, Danny's sister came with me to look for furniture and we spent the whole morning buying all the bits and bobs necessary for everyday living, what we didn't take with us, we had delivered that same afternoon and we ate our fish and chips out of newspaper in the time honoured way, with our fingers!

I took a call that afternoon from another friend of Tony's who owned a small hotel on the outskirts of the city, he asked me if I'd book in with a lady friend for a night, we were to have a meal, a few drinks and use room service,

"If you can give me proof of who's dipping" he said, "I'll double your fee"

Helen was excited about going but I told her that I didn't think her father would allow it, I was wrong!

"Lenny, I've known you for about two years now and I know I can trust you, I know the guy who rang you as well and I'm grateful that you came and asked my permission, Helen's smitten with you and I know my own daughter well enough to know that you won't make her do anything she doesn't want to do"

Helen only blushed slightly and kissed him fondly,

"Thanks daddy" daddy went red as well, pushed her away and swatted her backside, "Get away with ye"

He even let us borrow his car rather than play the big spender in my old wreck and we booked into the hotel under the names of Mister and Mrs Burton,

I ordered a bottle of champagne and enquired when we could have dinner and was informed that they served until 10pm, Just as I replaced the receiver, Helen cleared her throat behind me and a sexy little giggle told me that she was in the bathroom, slowly, one brown leg appeared from behind the door followed by a hand with little yellow panties dangling from the fingers of it.

I growled and ran for her, but all I saw was her lovely pink bottom as she scrambled into the soapy water,

"Help" she laughed and covered her breasts with crossed arms, "I'm being raped!"

"Not yet you're not" I growled again as I struggled with my clothes, "But you will be in a minute"

"Oh goody" she giggled as I covered her mouth with mine, "It's been a long time darling"

Her mouth was hot, her tongue snakelike as it slithered into my mouth, her long legs parted and locked behind me and she wrapped both arms around my neck, neither of us needed to touch Percy, he found his own way into his home between her thighs and Helen moaned softly as I began to move in and out of her gorgeous young body.

We didn't speak at all, we just looked at each other as we fucked, moving together in perfect unison, she kissed my neck and I kissed hers, she nibbled at my lips and ear lobes with her beautifully straight, white teeth and as she began to feel her orgasm approaching, she clung to me like a limpet, a lovely, warm, wet limpet that gasped out it's pleasure as the power took her breath away for a moment.

Then a few moments later, she came again as I spurted and this time I felt her teeth in my neck and heard her whispers in my ear,

"I love you Lenny, I love you"

We each had two drinks before our dinner, a bottle of wine with the meal and a coffee afterwards out on the terrace to enjoy the last of the evening's warmth and I made careful notes of everything we had before taking my beautiful Scottish princess up to bed.

She was giggly with the effects of the drinks she'd had, giggly and horny and she dragged me onto the bed even before she'd taken the long evening gown off,

"Eat me" she commanded and thrust her naked hips lewdly into my face, I laughed as I inhaled the sweet aroma through her panties, her arousal was evident via a little damp patch on the delicate lace and I added to it with my tongue, she gasped and gripped my hair pulling my face against her groin as she came for the second time that day.