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Maxine Stone's New Life

Copyright© 2011 by carniegirl

Chapter 393

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 393 - Maxine stone is a retired Air Force Noncom trying to get by in a small town. Her new life is filled with small characters and minor adventures.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Fa/ft   Ma/Ma   Consensual   Reluctant   Coercion   Gay   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Mystery   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Fisting   Transformation   Prostitution  

I got to tell you, Lydia looked a hell of a lot better in the grunge style, than I do. Sean/Jack was at a place where he could take a break. That being the case, I forced her to dress in the clothes I bought for her. She looked almost gorgeous even in the baggy jeans and baggy football jersey. They did hide her glamorous side, but she still had that natural beauty coming through. I couldn't disguise that.

Even so, she was going to be hard to recognize without some serious concentration. That had always been the best for which I could hope. Someone sitting across from her in a restaurant staring at her for an hour might guess. If she were to bump into an old friend, they might recognize her. I doubted that if she walked into a convenience store with dark glass and a knit cap, any one would recognize her. Odds were good that no one else would recognize her from the TV show anyway, but especially not looking as she did when Sean pronounced her complete.

"Now Sean, do I need to warn you that her life might depend on you keeping your mouth shut. I have never lost a client and if I anything happens to Lydia I would be very, very upset," I informed him.

"Maxine, I'm prissy, not stupid," he informed me in his gentle voice. He also had a very serious look on his face.

"Fair enough we will never have this conversation again," I said it and it cut two ways. There would be no further warnings and I expected him not to need any reminders.

"There will be no need, I get that you are a bad ass bitch. You are just the kind of woman that we all just love," he said with a grin.

My smart phone chirped. I needed to get some kind of cool ring tone on it again, but I didn't dare give it to anyone else to add one. I could easily figure out how to do it myself, I just hadn't decided what to put on it. Mostly in the end of my old life, Lucas had been choosing the ring tone for me. I thought maybe I should run down the old magnificent seven theme again.

"Hello," I said into the phone. There was no name on the screen to go with the number.

"Maxine what the fuck are you doing. I have been getting calls for the last few hours," my old friend Blevins said to me.

"Calls about what?" I asked.

"About Judge Timmons," he replied.

"Oh and who is calling you," I asked. I knew damn well that the brotherhood of the badge had spread the word. I just didn't know what side they came down on.

"Cops, lots of cops," he replied. Then he added, "The judge is one of the good guys. They just find this impossible to believe. If they don't believe it, you should go forward carefully. You don't want to come down on the wrong side of this thing. Oh course I'm not telling you what to do."

"Blevins, my job is to keep her alive. All the rest is between her and Jennifer." I said.

"I get that, but this is a team sport. You are on our team or their team. It's like a basketball league, there are different teams, but it is always our team or the other team," he said.

"So, you know I'm not playing for the junkies, or the dealers, so what team do they think I'm on?" I asked.

"Like, maybe the turncoats," he said almost light heartedly.

"Thanks for the warning, I'll be careful," I suggested.

"Do more than that Maxine, take a look at her story," he suggested.

"Fair enough, when you going to join our team?" I asked.

"You have my number, at least you do now," he said with a click.

If Blevins sent me a warning, I had better pay attention. He was my friend, but first of all Blevins was a cop with a cop's instincts. "Sylvia take Sean home will you?" I asked.

"Sure," She didn't even question why she wasn't taking Jerrod and Lydia as well.

"So Lydia lets talk," I said after they had gone. There was a definite change in her demeanor after I said it. "If you don't want to talk to me, I can dig it. I can try to keep you alive, even if I know absolutely nothing about the threat. But any person in real danger would be peeing in their panties to help prepare for it. Information is the key to keeping you safe." I said that and then shut the fuck up. I just waited and looked at her questioningly.

"Alright, what do you need to know?" she asked.

"Why isn't Harold willing to let you just leave. We have now made this a matter of public record. If anything happens to you, he knows they will come looking at him. I expect him to just back off, unless you know more he is afraid that you will leak when it gets really nasty. If there is something you better tell me. At least tell me enough so that I have some idea how far he is willing to go." I trusted Blevins' instincts, but I trusted the look of Lydia injuries just as much. If she was faking it, she had gone to a lot of trouble, so there had to be some big payoff for her.

"Harold has managed to accumulate quite an estate. Some of it was tips from grateful clients, when he was a lawyer. Some of it came from his wife's insurance after her death. Some has been from tips from grateful lawyers, since he became a judge. There are records of those transactions. No smoking guns, but I know which stock purchases were from lawyer tips, probably using lawyer money. Stock brokers don't really care whose name is on the check as long as it is good."

"Let me get this right, you are saying Harold was getting rich fixing cases?" I asked.

"I'm not sure he let any guilty men go free for money. I once overheard him say that would be just plain stupid. However when his rulings were close, and might have gone either way, they would likely be more favorable for lawyers who gave him stock tips. Especially those accompanied by stock certificates, I think." she said.

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