Part 3: The Janitor

Prologue

During their first attempt to acquire the Jennings Collection, the Matchmaker Bandits left a naked Kent Collins laying on his back chained to a gurney with one end of a rubber strap tied around the base of his cock and the other end stuck in the batter compartment of the remote control for the vibrator.

The power switch was on and the slider that controlled vibration was set at its maximum level. It was rigged so that if too much tension were applied to the rubber strap, it will be pulled from the battery compartment allowing the contact between the batteries and the battery terminals to compete sending power to the remote.

Ms. White then slid a handcuff key down the free end of the rubber strap and secured it in place with a knot so that it would not slide off the rubber strap. Next, she had Margo take off her belt and then taped the remote control to the buckle before tying the other end of the belt to the foot rail of the gurney. Then, the female bandit took one end of another rubber strap and tied it to the knot she had used to secure the first strap around the base of Kent's penis.

After that, Ms. White tied the other end of the rubber strap to the belt buckle and covered Kent from pelvis to feet with a sheet so that the whole contraption could not been seen.

Margo, having been previously been made to strip naked and then put back on only her dress, had been standing with here back turned and was not aware of the what lie beneath the sheet when she was told to climb onto of Kent in a reverse cowgirl position.

After Ms. White finished using more chains and handcuffs to bind the two together, she pulled the sheet loose and left the room.

With the tension on the his cock from the rubber strap pulling it right into the furrow of Margo's pussy, Kent and Margo tried desperately to slide the strap to the end of his dick so he could reach the key and free himself. Margo tried using the mouth of her pussy to push the vibrator towards Kent's prick hoping it would release enough tension on the strap to allow him to reach the key.

Instead, they ended up pulling the strap out of the battery compartment, which in turn switched on the vibrator. With the vibrator now lodged in her pussy driving her wild, Margo sat up in a desperate attempt to dislodge it from her pussy. When she did, the vibrator did fall free but her momentum caused her slide right down onto Kent's cock as it was being pulled into the mouth of her pussy by the tension on the rubber strap.

Instantly, her pussy was impaled on his cock.

Because of the position they were in, the rubber strap around Kent's cock pulled the vibrator right against Margo's clitoris. It wasn't long after that before she was riding him to ecstasy.

In Part Two, Ms. White and Mr. Black, the Matchmaker Bandits visited the office of Dr. Victoria Mercer in an attempt to acquire in one fell swoop note only the Jennings Collection but also Dr. Mercer's rare antique erotic coin collection.

As the Matchmaker Bandits inventoried the artifacts they believed they had found, Delores sat handcuffed to a chair in one of the examination rooms with an 'egg' vibrator taped to the top of her clitoris and a porno running in the room's DVD player.

What Delores did not know was that the remote control for the vibrator was attached on one end to the back of her dress, and at the other end to the back of the chair. When she tried to dislodge it from the small of her back so she could lean back comfortably, the remote activated turning on the vibrator.

Her boyfriend Wyatt, having gone for takeout, returned just in time to find Delores charged with sexual energy. She was more than happy when the bandits had him strip and then used chains and handcuffs to bind their naked bodies together.

After several minutes of playing cat and mouse with Wyatt's cock, Delores's finally tricked Wyatt into sticking is cock into her wet pussy. Once he was inside her, she didn't let him go until she was satisfied.

It didn't take too long for the two thieves to discover that all the valuable artifacts had been replaced with replicas and counterfeit coins.

Twice tricked, what will the Matchmaker Bandits do now?

Chapter One — "Cold War Warrior"

November 1963

William Bartholomew Dixon Sr., 'Bill' to his friends, had been a Colonel in Military Intelligence in the U.S. Army during the Korean War. When the armistice was signed in 1953, he left the Army and stayed in South Korea to accept a high-level Civil Service job with the U.S. Government. What only his wife and a hand full of other people knew, was that he was also one of the biggest dealers in the Black Market after the war so by the time his son was born in 1963, he had accumulated quite a sizeable bank account from his black market activities.

However, what even his wife did not know was how he got away with it despite the many government audits regularly performed. For you see, William Dixon Sr. had actually resigned his commission as a Colonel in Military Intelligence to join another, civilian intelligence agency of the United States Government and, it was his cover as a black-marketeer that had put him in a position to buy, barter, blackmail and steal information as needed.

It was a bitterly cold night in November 1963 and Bill was waiting to meet with an informant named Jung He Kwon, whom he had done business with in the past. The man had provided one of Bill's assets with information that he had set up a meeting with a North Korea nuclear physicist wanting to defect.

Bill had a bad feeling about the meet from the very first and decided to take precautions to protect himself. He arranged that his South Korean counterpart, a man named Young Jae Su, act as backup and follow him out of sight.

He pulled his jacket tightly around him as the bitter cold suddenly hit him like a knife as he exited his car and proceeded down the dimly lit street.

Upon reaching the rendezvous point, with cautious eyes Bill carefully scanned the shadows looking for the informant but the man was nowhere in site.

When he saw three men coming toward him out of the shadows he instantly knew something was wrong and stopped in his tracks fearing to go closer.

As the three strangers came closer Bill knew his fears were correct for he recognized the three men instantly. Two of the men were agents of the North Korean Intelligence Service and the other was a member of Red Chinese Military Intelligence. His years of experience told him immediately that the three men were bent on kidnapping him because he knew that it usually only took one person to kill. If they had wanted to kill him, they wouldn't have approached him openly.

Bill knew the three men would be more interested in taking him alive than leaving him dead and planned to use that fact to his advantage.

The three kidnappers had already made one mistake by underestimating the unarmed Bill's capacity to defend himself when they failed to approach him with weapons drawn. It was a mistake that would cost two of them their lives because before any of his assailants knew what was happening, two of the enemy agents' bodies were laying on the ground. One, a North Korean, had a broken neck and the other, a Communist Chinese agent, had taken a fist to the throat and lie on the ground with a collapsed larynx gasping for air that would never come.

As the remaining North Korean agent was hastily trying to pull a firearm from inside his jacket, Bill jumped behind a parked truck and used it for cover as he attempted to make his escape down the dark street.

When Bill turned the corner onto one of the main streets, he saw Young Jae Su speeding towards him in an old green sedan. Young must have seen the North Korean agent in pursuit of Bill because he quickly drove past him and expertly did a 180 degree turn as he began heading back in Bill's direction. Young slammed on the brakes stopping the car just beside Bill and was firing out the rear window of the sedan at the North Korean. Bill got in the car just in time to see the enemy agent take a round in his leg and begin diving towards the cover of a nearby pile of garbage.

As he prepared to execute another 180 degree turn, Young Jae said, "Sorry I'm late, a patrol stopped me for questioning. You want to go back and get him Bill?"

"No, it's too risky. He might have backup. I found out what I needed to know." Bill told his South Korean counterpart.

They sat in silence on the ride to the base.

When Bill got back, the first thing he did was to have his contact in the South Korean Army follow-up with the patrol's captain to verify Young's story. Bill knew the contact was reliable, he should be! The man was an American of Korean ancestry that had been assigned to infiltrate the South Korean Army.

When his contact confirmed Young's story, Bill was glad to hear that the man's story had checked out, he hated knowing what the South Korean's would have done to him if it hadn't.

Later that night, Bill had Young come over to his office to discuss the mission.

"We have a stranger among us." Bill told him.

Young looked at him in shock and said, "Who?"

"Jung He Kwon! He's playing both sides." Bill said without emotion.

The South Korean agent considered it for a moment and then said, "My people will take care of that!"

"No, I think I know how we can use this to our advantage." He informed the man.

Young looked at him, "What do you have in mind?"

Bill began to explain his plan, "It's about time we pulled Jin Lee out before her cover gets blown. They still think she works for them and is feeding us misinformation but that won't last forever. If we hadn't killed that agent tailing her before the meeting with her control, that tail would have made them both. Now that they are suspicious they'll be watching her.

No, I think it's time Miss Lee came home. But before she does, why don't we let her drop one last bit of pillow talk in General Dam's ear before she hits the road? Have her suggest to her pal the General that we suspect Jung He Kwon is working for them. Then have her get back here as fast as possible.

I want you to have one of our contacts let it slip in front of Kwon that General Dam has been providing information to us and is now looking to defect to the south with his girlfriend. They won't buy it until they see pictures of her in Seoul getting a medal for services to her country.

Then, I'll set up some phony memos mentioning Kwon's name and amounts he has been paid and see to it they go out with the trash by accident. That should make them think we are framing him.

While the pictures are being released have your people pay Mr. Kwon a visit. His sudden untimely demise will help in convincing them that the information he gave them is genuine.

When the north gets the memos they'll think Kwon is working for us until they find out he is dead and they didn't do it; then they will figure he was working for them all along when he shows up dead.

Timing is critical on this part, we have to release the photos to the press at the same time one of our agents in the north is showing them to General Dam. I want him to explain to the General what will happen when his superior's learn he has been providing information to enemy agent and has been looking to defect. We'll need assets in place to extract him immediately.

Let's see whether if he wants to move to the states or eat a bullet at the hands of his countrymen. I'm betting he will like Sunny California."

The South Korean Intelligence Officer looked at Bill thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Think he'll defect?"

"Doesn't really matter whether he does or not. Kwon will be dead, Jin Lee will be safe, and even it they don't totally buy it, they will never trust him again. I see it as a win-win situation no matter how it comes out." Bill replied.

Young looked at him for a minute and then asked, "What do we call it?"

"Call it Operation Damnit." Bill replied with a straight face.

Chapter Two — "Disappearing"

Later that night, Bill arrived at the hospital to be told that his wife had just given birth to a beautiful baby boy.

The nurse took him to see his wife and son. When he walked into the room his wife was holding her newborn son in her arms. She reached up to hand the infant to Bill who took the small child in his hands. As Bill looked down at his son, like an epiphany, it finally hit him that he was a father.

For some reason even he could not explain, it had never quite sunk during the nine months that Mary Bell had been pregnant.

The two had met in Korea during the war at one of the M.A.S.H. units there. Bill had taken shrapnel in the hip and she was the triage nurse that first treated him. He had known from the very first time he met Mary Bell that she was a survivor and was capable of taking care of herself.

Perhaps it was because his mind was always occupied with work that he just hadn't taken the time to consider it before, or perhaps it was because he just assumed that Mary Bell would take care of the child when it was born but now it had finally hit him.

The truth was that while he'd like to think it was because he knew she could take care of her self if anything had happened to him. But, in his heart, he realized it was he had just not given any thought at all to the child's future.

But now, seeing this tiny part of himself laying peacefully in his arms, so helpless, so trusting, awakened in him feelings he did not know even existed and for the first time in his life, he felt the need to protect someone above everything and everyone else. And, in Bill's profession, that would be a weakness that sooner or later, someone would try to exploit.

As he left the hospital that night, Bill couldn't get the image of his young son out of his head.

The next day he received a visit from his contact in The Company, Bob Russell. Bill new that there had to be something wrong or the man would never have come to visit him. Still, he tried to remain optimistic.

"What brings you down here Bob? Didn't I pay my taxes?" Bill said jokingly.

Bob said to him seriously, "Officially, I'm here to discuss export agreements with you."

"And unofficially?" Bill questioned.

Closing the door behind him, Bob sat in the chair opposite Bill and began talking, "Unofficially I'm here to talk to you about that last sales contract."

"What about it?" Bill asked.

Bob continued, "Well, it turns out one of those sale's representatives you negotiated with had a father who is very influential in the Chinese Government."

"I assume this is one the two that dropped out of the negations and retired early?" Bill queried.

Bob replied, "Yup."

"And what is daddy plan to do now that junior has retired?" Bill didn't like where this conversation was headed. He knew that Bob's next words would decide his future.

With a solemn look on his face, Bob replied, "He has decided to start contract negotiations with you and has offered ten million dollars to the first contractor to close the deal. But that's not all, a North Korean company had added five more million to ensure the deal goes though!"

"I don't think I can handle such high level negotiations any more Bob, Mary's about to have a baby and I don't need the stress anymore. Tell Sam that I'm going to retire in two weeks and not to send anyone looking for me. Will you do that for me buddy?" Bill said dispassionately.

"Sure pal, we're all gonna miss you. I'm sure Sam will understand." His friend said sadly.

That night, Bill told his wife what he had been doing in Korea after he had retired from the Army and the necessity for them all to disappear. She took the news unemotionally and simply responded with, "What are we going to do about it?"

From then on, Bill worked from home, keeping his wife and newborn son close by, never letting them out of his sight.

He had spent most of the week preparing reports for his supervisor and briefed his replacement. When word came a week later that Operation Damnit had been successful and that General Dam had defected, Bill knew his job was done.

That afternoon, Bill and his family were on an Air Force flight back to the states.

During the week he was in Washington D.C. debriefing his superiors, Bill had his brother, who lived in Baltimore, go to a bank there where Bill had been making regular deposits for the last few years and withdraw half the money from his account. Then he had is sibling wire it to another one Bill had already set up in a bank in D.C. under an alias.

At the end of the week, he withdrew half the money from the D.C. account, purchased a station wagon, loaded up his wife and son and started driving to Alabama.

Two days later when they arrived in Montgomery at about six in the morning. His first order of business was to pay cash for a second station wagon and, with Mary Bell following closely in the first car, he drove to a private lake he had learned from a buddy about while stationed at Fort Benning, Georgia.

The lake was isolated from the county road by thick woods, had a small but sturdy pier that was perfect for what he intended, and was deep enough for his needs. Because it was on private property, the lake didn't attract the attention of local fishermen.

When they got there, Bill and his wife transferred all their belongings and baby William Jr. into the car he had purchased in Montgomery.

After they ate, they broke out the sleeping bags and slept though the day in the back of the empty station wagon.

Upon awakening, they took care of the baby's needs and tended to matters of personal hygiene.

Bill had already given the new station wagon a through going over when he perched it but decided to double check it again to see if he could find anything mechanically wrong.

Once he was satisfied the car was safe, he tied off the steering wheel of the car he had purchased in Washington D.C. and put the car in neutral. Then, he used the other car to push it up onto the pier. Once the steering wheel was immobile, he and his wife pushed the car off the end of the pier. The car promptly sank in thirty feet of murky water. By the next morning, the flooded station wagon would not even be visible from the air.

Two days later, they all arrived in Columbus, New Mexico where they spent the night in a small hotel on the outskirts of town. The next day, after filling the car's gas tank they headed across the boarder into Mexico. He used one of his phony identities to buy a small used cargo ship, which he had re-registered under the name 'The Escape' from commercial vessel to private yacht status.

That eliminated the legal requirement for him to hold a captain's license.

It was lucky for Bill that he had grown up near the Great Lakes and had spent most of his boyhood around large commercial fishing boats. After High School, he had worked on one for two summers before he spent three years at the Merchant Marines Academy.

When World War II started, he asked to be transferred to West Point and was accepted.

Bill and his wife spent the next two months in Mexico familiarizing themselves with the ship, taking a crash course on piloting and navigation and buying the supplies they would need.

One afternoon, Bill came to his wife to ask her about the supplies. She had been in charge of purchasing and seeing to it that everything was loaded properly. "Honey, is everything ready?"

"The only thing left is the baby food and that will be here in the morning. I made arrangements with the bank to see to it that funds are transferred every sixty days to that contact you gave me. The supplies should be delivered to the island regularly within a week after he receives his money." She replied.

Thinking for a moment, he asked her, "How's Little Runner?" That was their name for the small motorboat they had lashed in the cargo compartment. It was actually a 35-foot sport fishing boat he had picked up dirt cheap from a smuggler in needed traveling money. Bill figured the man must have not bribed the right people when he had run afoul of the law.

"Fine, its shipshape and ready to go." She laughed.

The next morning, after the dock pilot had taken the ship out of harbor, Bill was sailing the small cargo ship towards the Marinas Islands.

When they got to the island they had chosen, Bill cautiously navigated "The Escape" into the lagoon away from prying eyes and dropped anchor.

Other than their son, Bill and Mary Bell Dixon were never seen again by another living soul again.

Chapter Three — "The New World"

When Willie had disembarked the ship to be greeted by the port authorities he had no idea what was in store for him.

As he told the port officials about his past, he was laughed at so scornfully that he quickly discovered an emotion he had never known before ... humiliation.

Even with Captain Spalding there telling them that he was not lying, they refused to believe Willie's story and seemed convinced that he was something called a 'terrorist' or 'illegal trying to sneak into the country.' It just never seemed to occur to them that most people don't park a cargo ship in the harbor just so they can sneak into the country because it just attracts too much attention!

At the docks, they asked him for his passport and when he told them he didn't have one they refused to let him off the ship. Finally, when he showed them his birth certificate, the harbor officials told him to wait until they could consult with someone from the State Department.

At one point, he was taken into a room and forced to strip totally naked. As his clothes were being searched, he had no idea what for, a rather large man was putting on a rubber glove.

Willie was sure that, while he did not know what was going to happen next he was not going to like whatever it was, when a different man in a navy blue suit came in the room and called the man with the rubber glove over to him.

The man in the blue suit then showed something that looked kind of like a wallet to the other man and whispered into his ear. Next, the man with the rubber glove apologized to Willie and told him he could get dressed. Everyone was much nicer to him after that.

It would occur to Willie much later that, until the man in the blue suit showed up, Willie's ship had been surrounded by armed policemen and federal officers ready to shoot him if he tried to come ashore.

Willie was told that he would have to spend the next week in a hospital. He wasn't sick and didn't understand why they wanted him to go to a hospital. When Willie asked why? The Captain told Willie that it was just to make sure that he wasn't sick and didn't know it.

This confused Willie. 'How could he be sick and not know it?' he wondered. Willie wasn't going to go until Captain Spalding told him that it was required for him to stay in the country. He relented and did as he was asked and went to the hospital where he was greeted by an overly eager staff of doctors and nurses.

It was all too exciting for Willie and he had trouble falling asleep that night.

The following morning, the nurse had been surprised when she came into his room and found him already awake. He was dressed only in his underpants and doing push-ups on the floor when she walked in to the room.

She just stood there for several seconds watching him and taking him in with her eyes. He was five feet six inches tall, weight about 155 lbs and had a bronze tan everywhere she could see from his hairline all the way down to his feet. His curly black hair was somewhat longer than most men his age had and he had a full beard. Both his hair and beard, she could tell, were neatly and meticulously trimmed. His legs and arms were slightly larger than one would have expected for a man his height but that was probably do to his well developed muscles which she noticed, with approval, he had an ample share of.

As she looked at him, she was reminded of those old pictures she had seen of the Illusionist Harry Houdini bound in chains. When she went back to the nurse's station the woman spent several minutes describing, in a most unprofessional manner, Willie to her fellow nurses using words like, 'hottie', 'beefcake' and 'Wildman'.

When the people at the hospital took him to see a woman they said was a 'dentist', and she poked and prodded at his teeth, Willie found that he didn't particularly like that either.

For some reason Willie didn't understand, the female seemed surprised at how well kept they were. But then why shouldn't they be? He thought to himself. His father had drilled it into him every day since he was big enough to hold a toothbrush to make sure and take good care of them by brushing regularly and Willie had done so faithfully every day.

While there, he was poked, prodded, x-rayed and stuck with needles by people in white lab coats. He hated every minute of it and just when he was beginning to wonder if he should have stayed on the island, the 'white coats' seemed satisfied he was healthy and told him that he would be discharged from the hospital the next day.

The following day, as he was being discharged from the hospital, another man identifying himself simply as 'Jeff' came to see him.

The man said he was there to help Willie make the transition to life in the states and handed Willie a card. He seemed surprised when Willie asked him what it was for and found himself having to explain to Willie that it was his business card. Willie shocked the man further by asking what a business card was and the man told him that it had information on it that Willie could use to locate the man if Willie ever needed him. Then, 'Jeff' asked Willie what he wanted to do, to which Willie simply responded, "See everything! I want to see the New World!"

Willie had smiled when he said it. It was a proud smile and he was proud of himself that he had remembered the way the encyclopedia had described America and wondered if the man had been impressed.

Jeff started to laugh but stopped when he realized that Willie didn't understand what was so funny. He then handed Willie a package containing $275,000 and told Willie to keep it in a safe place at all times.

As Willie took the envelope, Jeff could tell he was confused and asked him, "Is there something you don't understand Willie?"

"What do I do with it?" Willie asked.

Jeff was taken aback! It just hadn't occurred to the man that Willie would not know what money was for. He thought about it for a second and then said, "Well, you use it to buy things."

"What kind of things?" Willie asked.

After Jeff figured out how to explain to Willie how money worked, he said, "Just about everything you want or need you have to pay money for here ... food, a place to stay, clothes, almost everything."

"I think I understand that. But where did it come from?" Willie asked.

The man answered, "The government prints it."

"No, I mean where did it come from? I didn't bring any with me. So where did it come from?"

It just didn't make sense to Willie. He had read about money in the encyclopedia and if he understood what he had read about it, people just don't usually give it away.

A light went on in Jeff's brain and he understood what Willie was asking, "It was your father's Willie, and now that he is gone, it's yours."

Jeff went everywhere with Willie. He taught Willie as much as he could. From the simple things such as how to use the bus system to more complicated things like how to file for a social security card.

What Willie didn't realize at the time, was that he was being given V.I.P. treatment every time he went into a government office.

Such as when Jeff had taken Willie to the Social Security office, they had not had to wait like everyone else in the lobby for several hours but were seen immediately and were tended to by the office manager herself rather than by one of her underlings. They were in and out of the place in less than half an hour.

During that time period, Captain Spalding came by to see Willie one afternoon at his hotel room. Jeff was there; he and Willie had just gotten back from eating at the hotel's restaurant.

"Willie, 'The Escape' is in pretty bad shape! It needs to be dry-docked. It hasn't been dry- docked in quite a while. The hull's rusted badly and the engines are in desperate need of an overhaul. We're lucky it didn't spring a leak and leave us to the sharks." The old sea captain said somberly.

Willie didn't want to loose the ship, it had been his home for so long and he wanted to keep it. Most of his memories he had of his parents took place on that ship. "How much is it going to cost?" Willie asked with concern in his voice.

"Don't worry about that Willie; let me make a few phone calls and see what I can do." Jeff said before the Captain could answer.

Two days later 'The Escape' was placed in dry dock. When Jeff and Willie went to the dock facility, the manager there told Willie that it would take about ten months to completely overhaul the vessel. That was fine would Willie because it would give him plenty of time to see the New World.