Rocky's Revenge (Closed)

[karnelman]

Raymond ‘Rocky’ Garcia had risen through the ranks of organized crime to head his own operation. He had obtained and held his position mostly through ruthlessness. Few dared to oppose him and those that did met rather gruesome and painful ends. It was widely rumored that Rocky had personally sent the previous boss to his grave.

The story was that Rocky’s old boss was into some unusual sexual games. It seems the usually always in charge crime boss liked to be tied up so that he was helpless while a prostitute pleasured him. Of course he always had a guard present or nearby for his protection. Rocky was a trusted lieutenant and therefore sometimes called upon to serve as the boss’s bodyguard on such occasions. When Rocky decided that the best way to advance was to eliminate the guy he thought of as a disgusting worm, he set the boss up with one of his own prostitutes. Once she had the old pervert securely bound and fully aroused, Rocky calmly walked to the bed and slashed the whore’s throat. As she fell to the floor he used the same knife to remove his horrified boss’s genitals. Rocky just stood over the fool man watching him writhe in anguish as he bled to death.

Of course he left no evidence to tie him to the gruesome scene. Rocky was very good at avoiding prosecution. The city, state and federal authorities all knew Rocky was waist deep in organized crime. He was involved in illegal gambling, money laundering, drugs, prostitution and loan sharking as well as murder and possibly kidnapping. However, they could never get enough evidence to bring him to court. Those few witnesses that had come forward never made it to court.

In his love life as in his business life Rocky got what he wanted because of his power, money and the fear he instilled in people. While not hideous, he was not what anyone would call handsome nor was he the type of man women went for based on looks alone. HE stood only a hair over 5’9”. He was strong as an ox and not the dog you would want to pick a fight with, yet his body was not well toned. His complexion was ruddy and he had a generally swarthy look. His nose bent in multiple places from several breaks and he bore a nasty scar from a knife on his cheek. Those who had seen him naked knew he had many other battle scars on his body.

He was well aware that it was his money and power that brought so many women to his bed. He likely also knew that if was fear that kept them coming back despite the way he treated them. He had no use for love and romance. He had seen no love in the orphanages or streets where he grew up. He had learned to be tough and was as rough in bed as he was in business. If he were in a good mood his partner would enjoy herself though she likely would leave with a bruise from a pinch or too hard slap. If he were in a bad mood, pain would replace pleasure. Bruises, cuts and broken bones were common. AT least one girl had died when he choked her too hard while fucking her from behind. Her body was found floating in a creek three states away.

The justice department was again trying to haul him into court. This time they had a live witness. The marshals had done their job well; Rocky’s men had not been able to get to this one. He didn’t even know who she was. He had always thought that if ever a woman took him down it would be some slut he was fucking. But this one had never been in his bed. However if the jury bought her testimony he might well spend the rest of his life in a small room with bars. Not that prison would be so bad for one in his position, except for the one issue of sex. Rocky didn’t relish the idea of trading all the cunt he could handle for the ass of some dumb-assed punk that got caught selling a joint on the street corner. Even that wasn’t the biggest issue. He didn’t like mouthy bitch snitches. No matter the outcome he vowed that the little cunt would get what she had coming and in spades. There would be no easy knife to the throat for her. As soon as she entered that court her fate would be sealed.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Her body was found floating in a creek three states away.

It was as simple as she, unable to sleep that fateful night, having gone for a long walk to calm her nerves from a horrible fight and ensueing break up from her boyfriend of the last 2 years, that had place her, in the dead of night, on the other side of that same creek. She often walked the path that lined that creek, it was quiet and not well known. In fact, many did not like it, it wound in and out of the woods surrounding and more than once a child had become lost and had to be searched for. One had even died, on a cold snowy afternoon, looking for a new place to go sledding, finding the creek path and becoming lost as the snow set in. It was a very sad day, that day.

It was as simple as that walk, that placed her overlooking the creek, near the small bridge that spanned the opposite side, just as the car, a dark red mustang, she loved mustangs, pulled up. A man got out, stocky, lumbering, and a moment later a body, a girl's body, was dumped by that man into that very creek. The girl, was very dead. And as the man looked up and around, she, Amanda, got a good look at him. At him and the car as he drove away. The light from the overhead moon was soooo bright, reflecting off the creek water, that she got his license number, well a partial, the letters DED.

It was she, that called the police. It was she that provided the make and model of the car, the description of the man, and the partial license. It was she that facilitated His arrest.

Amanda Noel, 20 years old, thrust into the midst of the trial of the year, at least in this part of the country. She knew nothing of Raymond "Rocky" Garcia. Nothing of the mob activities in her little corner of the world. It was not a world she wanted to be immersed in, yet now, the young, and very beautiful girl, was. And she was in so deep she was in danger of drowning.

Amanda/Eve

Another of Amanda/Eve


The FBI swooped in to protect her. They, as well as the local and state police, knew all too well what had happened to other potential witnesses against Rocky Garcia. They all ended up dead, most, had never been found. It was not a pleasant scene, and they were determined to NOT loose another one. Amanda was as well protected as the President. And, her indenty was kept hidden until the day of the trial.

So careful were the FBI and the police, that she was brought into the courthouse the day of the trial, the night before, under the complete cover of darkness. Amanda was told, this would be her last day as Amanda Noel.

She did not have much of a life to give up, other than a couple of cousins, the rest of her family were gone. She lived alone, well, just recently alone, having broken up with her boyfriend of 2 years that very night, the night her life changed forever. He had tried to contact her, had wanted to make amends and get back together with her, but her phone was disconnected and when he came by her house, she had moved. He thought that she had just wished to get away from him, and felt bad. He would only learn the truth after the trial.

The name, and the life, of Amanda Noel would end the moment she walked into that court and faced the man she saw dump the body of the dead whore.

She would be reborn, as Eve Snow. She did not even know where she would be living yet, what she would be doing. She only knew her new name. She had chosen it. One of her favorite books had been All About Eve, the story of a woman with multiple personalities. That was exactly how she felt now. Hence it was the name she had chosen. Snow reminded her of Christmas, one of her favorite times of year, just as Noel did. It was a name she was comfortable with.

All in due time, she was told. All in due time. She was not allowed to chose where she would live, and they had yet to tell her. All in due time, was her only answer.

November 3rd, was the date. 9am. It had snowed out, a light dusting. The courtroom was warm, and bright, and empty, save for the needed participants. The Judge, Jury, Lawyers, assorted Police, several of her own body guards, and the Defendant, Raymond "Rocky" Garcia.

Her long honey blonde hair was pulled back and braided, her sparkling golden eyes quickly dart around the large room, coming to rest for a moment on Him, before pulling away and looking down. She just wanted to get this over with, so this part of her life would be over and she could start living again.

She sat on the witness stand, and told everything she saw... It was the first time the Defendant saw her, and the first time He realized that she had enough information, and was convincing enough, to put Him away, for life, for murder.

Amanda never looked up, not wanting to see His face, not wanting to meet His eyes. She stared forward as she answered the questions posed to her, nervously palming a worry stone in her hand, a stone from that same creek.

 

[karnelman]

Rocky watched as the proper looking blond walked into the court room and directly to the witness chair. She had been hidden form him but now all was revealed. She was very pretty, young and innocent looking. He was certain he would have remembered her if he had met her before. He knew her now though and his lawyer had her name. He was going to enjoy fucking and torturing the stupid blond if she dared point her finger at him.

He wondered how she could have any information tying him to the murder of that stupid cunt that he had accidentally shut up for good the year before. When his lawyer had told him the charge against him all he could do was laugh. No one knew about the girl dying. He had scrubbed her body clean and even shoved a hose up her pussy and washed his cum out. He knew the feds had his DNA on record and would match him anyway they could. There could be no evidence to connect him to the body. He doubted they would even be able to determine the slut’s identity. So who was this blond and what could she possibly tell the jury?

He soon found out what she could tell the court about the dead girl. Even though he fixed his menacing stare on her and even occasionally mouthed threats at her as she testified she laid out all she had seen in the woods that night. She did whence when he mouthed, “You’re dead you lying cunt.” But though her voice wavered and cracked she still told her entire story at the prompting of the DA. Both Rocky and his lawyer thought she came across as sincere and completely honest.

Even so the high-paid defense attorney attempted to discredit her testimony. He used the usual arguments about her vision in the dark. There was a full moon that night. He tried to fluster the girl with badgering, but nothing really worked. Even if the jury believed her id of Rocky was shaky, the partial license plate and customized red Mustang was compelling information. Amanda was the prosecution’s only witness. The DA presented a few pieces of physical evidence but the state's case was almost entirely dependant on the blonde’s story.

The defense put up witnesses that seemingly gave Rocky an alibi. They recalled seeing him in the city when the girl said he was dumping the body hundreds of miles away. In his summation Rocky’s attorney far outshined the DA. He was convincing in his attacks on the states lack of evidence and the contradiction between the defense witnesses and the lobe prosecution witness. But in the end the frightened girl’s testimony convinced the jury. The judge sentenced Rocky to life without parole. His attorney began the appeal almost before Rocky was led out of the courtroom.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

“You’re dead you lying cunt.”

The one time she dared to glance up and over at the Defendant's table, she caught Him mouthing those words at her. Her breath caught, and she tore her eyes away and again focused down, or straight ahead, fixing her gaze on the one cute cop that sat beside the jury.

"there are hundred's of red Mustang's in the cities and towns between where the Defendant lives and where you state you saw this particular one. Tell me, Miss Noel, how can you be so certain that His is the one you saw?"

She looked at the Defense Attorney, clearly tired of being badgered, tired of the fact that her life was suffering just because she had happened to take a walk one late night, just because she saw the body being dumped and managed to see Him, and moreso, His car.

"Because, first of all, I always wanted a Ford Mustang, and secondly, because the one I saw had the black flames that looked as if they were engulfing the car, I remember thinking that was a very cool effect, as if the shadows of hell were flickering over the car."

She was simple, basic, and to the point. She never wavered from her testimony, telling exactly what she saw and how she remembered.

The jury took less than a day to convict Raymond "Rocky" Garcia, sending Him to prison for life, without the possibility of parole. At that particular point, Amanda had ceased to be. She was whisked away from the courthouse, and the wheels of protective justice were set into motion.

Amanda Noel died that day. Eve Snow was born.

Eve Snow, 20 years old, born in Vermont to Grace and Sidney Snow, who operated a small general store near the large ski resorts who dotted the Vermont landscape. Both were gone now, having died within a couple years of each other, leaving their only daughter to run the store. But Eve could not deal with the painful memories, it was too much for the pretty blonde to deal with. So she sold the store, and, using the money from her parents inheritance and the selling of the store, she moved across the country, settling in the state of California, northern California.

At least that was the family history she now had.

A small condo/townhouse was purchased, and Eve settled in slowly. Her story was that she did not wish to buy another small store of any kind. The memories were too painful. Instead she took a job at a small, local, restaurant/tavern. She started out simply as a waitress, but soon, after a few weeks of night school, moved behind the bar, a job she took to like a fish to water. It allowed her to meet and talk to people, but she did not have to let anyone too close, something she was afraid of doing, given her .... expierence....

For the next year and a half, things were quiet for Eve Snow. Those that were gathered around her to protect her, were called back to other duty. Raymond Garcia was behind bars, and even tho He had tried, He had not been able to find Amanda Noel, even after the trial, when He knew her name. His limited contacts, considering He was in jail, had come up empty.

She had no knowledge of the appeals that were working their way thru the system. No knowledge that another Mustang, painted like His, had shown up, casting doubt on the entire investigation, no knowledge of any of it. And, after that year and a half, actually closer to 2 years, when Eve sold her small condo and bought a house along the coast of San Francisco, no one knew, not even the FBI. She dropped off the radar completely, not wanting to deal anymore with her old life or the memories of the trial. She even changed her name one more time, on her own, from Eve Snow to Eve Gabriel. When the FBI tried to contact her about what was happening back in New York and Raymond Garcia, they could not find her. She had no idea that He, was about to be allowed free from jail.... free to search her out, and make her pay....

Eve Gabriel now worked in a large dance club in downtown Oakland California, close to where she now lived. She was the bartender, and one that was certainly in demand. She was pretty, nice, talkative and intelligent, and the customers, especially men, loved her. She herself had no boyfriends, or even close friends. The trauma of the trial and having to start a new life had scarred her. She did not want to become close to anyone... That was the way she liked it. And besides, most of these "kids" as she called them, even tho they were her own age, were only interested in sex and partying and drinking. She did not want to become immersed in that. Bartending on the outside was fine with her.

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"I don't know Boss" the man whispered thru the prison glass, looking His boss, Rocky, in the eye. He had yet to be released, but the time was close, even Rocky knew it now. It was only a matter of time before He was a free man once again.

"I think it was her, it sure looked like her, but the Club was crowded and there were alot of people in front of the bar, and, I had already been drinking. But she reminded me of the Cunt, I can tell you that much"

One word from Rocky... "Where"

"Oakland California, in a Club called Native Breeze... A dance club with an island feel to it "

 

[karnelman]

Rocky slammed his fist on the steel table and yelled at his lawyer through the glass patrician of the prison visitor center, “God damn it! Don’t give me that fucking technicalities crap again! I have been in this fucking slime pit for a year and all I hear from my high priced mouthpiece is technicalities!”

The lawyer knew he had reason to fear Rocky’s wrath. Even though the man was securely behind bars he still managed to run a large part of his former organization. Of course if Rocky ever did get out there likely would be a few more bodies littering the local landfill. As is usually the case some of his associates took his absence as an opportunity to skim a little extra for themselves. Of course Rocky wasn’t all that concerned about what was being stolen from him. His main focus was on the little blond cunt that put him away.

He had put the word out that he wanted her found and every contact in the underworld he had from coast to coast had an eye out for her. But even the cops he had on his payroll couldn’t find out her location. Seemed the FBI had even lost her.

Rocky continued to bide his time waiting for his lawyer’s legal wranglings to get him out. He had quickly settled into the top of the prisoner hierarchy. A few of his associates were also guests of the warden and formed the core of his in-house gang. He took over the prison drug trade and even obtained a small string of gay prostitutes to reward his buddies with. Rocky was fond of saying that prison wasn’t much different than the outside except for the ugly clothes and the lack of broads. Then he would add that all you had to o was slap a wig on some of these skinny fag boys and turn then around; from the back they might as well be bitches.

Within a weeks time two messages that Rocky had been desperate to hear came to the prison. His lawyer delivered the first. Though it was not official it was certain Rocky would be out within a month. By a split vote the state Supreme Court had thrown out most of the evidence against Rocky on a minor technicality. The case was now in the hands of the original trial judge to determine if there was sufficient evidence remaining that a reasonable jury could convict on. Any idiot could see that no reasonable person could find a man guilty with the shreds of the case that remained admissible. The judge would be forced to vacate the conviction.

The second piece of news came during a visit with one of his most trusted lieutenants. He was sure he had found the little cunt that had put Rocky in the pen. It was only by accident that he had found the girl. While laying low on a trip up the California coast he had happened into the bar where she was slinging booze. Rocky laugh out loud when he got the report. Not only was the little bitch going to pay but since he was getting out it could be he himself that served the invoice. He ordered his man to get some guys out there to keep tabs on her until he could arrange for a little California vacation for himself. They were not to do anything other than watch her, not even speak to her. He did not want her spooked before he got out. By the time release day came Rocky’s men knew all there was to know about Eve Gabriel aka Eve Snow, aka Amanda Noel aka the dirty bitch cunt that ratted out Rocky.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Another sunny day in California... That was one thing Eve liked about working nights. She had the days to herself. Sometimes, she missed the differing seasons in New York, but for the most part, now that it was 2 years over, she was well adjusted and liking her life. She had a couple of friends, Jenna, a girl who also worked in the Native Breeze dance club/bar, and Kelly, a girl that lived near her on the San Fransisco coast. It was the first time she had let anyone in, in a very long time. Both of them were best friend's with each other, and that was what Eve liked about the whole relationship, she did not have to allow them "that" close. But slowly, ever so slowly, she was telling herself that she could finally, maybe, find, and fall, in love.

"Someday" she told herself this particular morning.

She went for her usual run on the beach, letting her bare feet feel the cool tickle of the incoming tide. She did not know that she was actively being watched.

Perhaps, had she been in New York, she would have read the news of the trial. It even made it out to California, but Eve did not tend to watch the news, nor did she want to. Everything that was happening in New York, was a mystery to her.

She thought, one night, a few days later, as she filled a chilled mug with some Coors Light, that she heard the name "Raymond Garcia" mentioned. The name sent a cold, a very cold, tingle thru her body. But wait a minute, this was a crowded club in the midst of California, surely there were other Raymond Garcia's, and hers, was in a cold jail back in New York. She ignored what she heard, going about her work.

She should have listened.

She should have paid attention.

The 2, cops from the city of Oakland, were talking about Raymond "Rocky" Garcia, and He being released from jail.

 

[karnelman]

Rocky set in his old office in the city plotting his revenge. He had been out of prison for a week and already three of his men had turned up dead. The boss was wasting no time punishing those that took the chance that Rocky would never see freedom. Though he hated thieves at least he allowed them quick deaths. His true rage was reserved for the bitch in California. Rocky hated the west coast, but a simple bullet to the head delivered by one of his men was too good for a snitch. She had cost him almost two years; he wanted to see her suffer.

Based on the reports he was getting it appeared that the girl was no longer under the protection of the feds. Rocky couldn’t understand that considering his release, but his source in the FBI confirmed that they did not have a current operation in place. It seemed that they had somehow screwed up and lost track of the girl. Rocky wasn’t about to help them find her. Of course he was being watched, so he would have to find a way to get to San Francisco under their noses. He hadn’t personally so much as jay walked since getting out of the joint and had no intention of giving the bastards any reason to suspect anything was up. He knew they would get board soon enough and go on to something more exciting then watching him walk his dog down fifth avenue.

The other odd thing in the report on the blond bitch was the apparent lack of concern she demonstrated. Rocky’s release had been well publicized on both coasts. While it certainly got more play in the east, his men had commented on the papers in California carrying the story. He couldn’t imagine she was really so stupid as to not pay attention to what was going on in the world. Everyone knew that no prison was going to hold Raymond Garcia forever. He figured it two ways. If she didn’t know he was out, she was one really dumb blonde bimbo. If she knew he was out, she was a fucking brainless cunt to think he wouldn’t find her. She would be better off stepping in front of a bus then waiting around for Rocky’s revenge.

He looked over his subordinate’s report once more. He was trying to find clues about her odd behavior. He found none. But he did note with great interest her two attractive friends. He thought that they might well have apart to play in his revenge. Perhaps they might be the key to taking her captive. He laughed out loud when he thought about getting three sluts for the price of one. Then he wondered if sharks like to eat blonde cunts. His associate Sammy the Knife from LA had told him that the ocean was the best place in California for body disposal. By the time the sharks finished with corpse no one could tell what they died from. Rocky liked that idea.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Eve was just too busy, living, working, and finally enjoying life, to pay any attention to the news. And where on the East Coast, Rocky Garcia's release was a screaming headline on the front page, on the West Coast it was buried on page 3. There were more important things going on, Government kickbacks, the threat of an earthquake, a heatwave, power outages....

In fact, this particular night, it was just such a power outage that ended her night early. The Club had actually been quiet. It was too hot, and the AC just could not keep up with the mass of bodies grinding on the dance floor. When the lights flickered and went dark, it did not take long for the management to empty the Club, telling Eve and the others that they could head home.

She and Jenna picked up a couple of sandwiches at the local shop who was also out of power and desperate not to waste any of his food, and headed to her house, making themselves comfortable on the back deck. Jenna tried calling Kelly, but strangely, there was no answer, even the answering machine did not pick up. She only lived up the street, so they walked up to see what was going on. The house was dark and quiet. "She must be out" Jenna said, a little confused that she had not know about Kelly having a date or something. Eve just shrugged it off. "Lets go back and enjoy our little dinner. You can be my date" she laughed, hooking her arm into Jenna's...

Sitting in the back deck once more, sipping beer and enjoying their sandwiches. A couple of beers later was about when they noticed a man, walking slowly down the beach. He was coming from the direction of Kelly's house, and for a moment Eve wondered why they had not seen him sooner, further down the beach. The moon was full and bright, casting an eerie glow on the beach. They had only just noticed him as he passed Kelly's, as if he came from there???

Eve blinked, shaking her head slightly. It had to be the beer, and the warm night, it was fogging her mind. But as she turned to Jenna, she could see the same quizical look on her face as well.

And what was even a bit... spookier... was the fact that the man, was staring at them as he ever so slowly walked by.

What neither Eve, nor Jenna realized was the man strolling by on the beach was Sammy the Knife. He had taken it upon himself to check out this elusive chick that had so easily put Rocky Garcia away. Surely she was some sort of crack whore or something. But, Sammy, often on crack himself, had misjudged which house belonged to Eve, having seen her and Kelly entered Kelly's house the other night. He had been spying on Kelly, and the .... urge... overcame him.. Kelly now lay on the floor of her own home... raped.... and barely alive...

Eve and Jenna found her that morning, after not hearing nor seeing her the remainder of the night. Eve remembered that man, staring at them as he walked by, as he realized, upon seeing Eve, that he had been watching and had raped the wrong girl.

 

[karnelman]

It didn’t take long for Rocky o hear of his old pal Sammy’s interference into matters in Oakland. His trip to California could no longer be delayed. Though his plan to slip past the feds watching him was rather simple, it worked amazingly well. All it took was a couple of decoys and a car switch or two and Rocky was on his way west in a private jet out of little airport in Pennsylvania. His first stop would be LA. The boat had already been charted for a little fishing trip with Sammy. He had decided it was time he tested out that little shark bait theory. Rocky didn’t waist much time on Sammy. Once the waters had been chummed and the sharks were circling the fishing boat, he had his guys make the California hood walk the plank. Rocky laughed heartily as he watched the man being eaten alive.

They took the boat down to San Diego. Rocky had an appointment to have his nose fixed and a few minor changes made to his face. His plan was to seduce one of Eve’s girl friends. With a new face he could first work his way into their lives and then use the friends to begin his revenge of the little bitch. He wondered how she would feel watching her pretty little friend die slowly because of her big fucking mouth. Already a house near Eve’s had been rented under the name Adam Bartolo. His cover would be that he was a wealthy businessman who had been in a serious accident and had had his face burned who had chosen the quiet beach community to recover in. He planned to go there soon after the plastic surgery was complete. He did not want to wait for complete healing to set his plan in motion. The accident story would explain the bandages.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Kelly was able to give the police an accurate description of her attacker, and the cops knew Sammy well. But, when they traveled to LA to pick him up, he had gone missing. It was as if he had dropped off the planet. The cops were flustered, but, when Sammy's belt buckle, a hand made silver buckle proclaiming "Sammy the Man" washed up on the beach, it was concluded that Sammy had met an untimely end. Perhaps he had simply fallen in while fishing, it had been known to happen. The FBI stepped in briefly, knowing that Sammy had been connected to Rocky, but that had been years ago, before Rocky's conviction, and they were unable to establish that connection again. The FBI never interviewed Kelly, or her 2 friends Jenna and Eve. Maybe if they had, Eve would have been discovered and placed back under protection, with Rocky out of prison now. The FBI and the cops closed the case, Sammy was just being Sammy, he had raped before and done time for it, this was not something considered... unusual...

Kelly was never quite the same after the attack. It would take a long time for her wounds to heal, as well as her mind. She went home, to live with her parents in Oregon, for a while, leaving Jenna and Eve behind. Jenna would be lost without her best friend, but understood why.

Eve, for her part, was glad that the rapist was dead. The idea of another trial made her physically sick, and, for several weeks after the attack and it's aftermath, Eve began having nightmares. The night she saw the body dumped, seeing the car, seeing Rocky Garcia, at the scene, in the trial, He mouthing the words that He was going to make her pay. She began having nightmares of seeing Him, of Him stalking her, attacking her.

It got so bad, that she could not sleep, and working all night and not sleeping at all was not a good thing for Eve. Jenna, concerned for her friend, decided it would be best to move in with her. She herself was lonely after Kelly leaving. Eve was having a tough time dealing, altho Jenna did not know the real reason for the nightmares. She attributed it to the attack of her friend.

Eve reluctantly agree'd to let Jenna move in. It wasn't that she did not want her friend there, it was just the fact of letting Jenna that close. But Eve found she needed her friend. And as soon as she moved in, the nightmares ceased.

This particular sunny afternoon, they both stood out on the lawn, watching a moving van unloading some furniture into the house across the street. It appeared that it had been rented, and someone, supposedly from LA, was moving in. A Business Man, is what Jenna had learned, that had been injured in some sort of fire or chemical accident or something. He was coming here to recooperate and relax. It was amazing what one could learn just by chatting up the real estate agent, the MALE real estate agent, who was obviously more interested in Jenna's .... charms.... and perfectly willing to chat about anything.

"Adam.. something... " Jenna told Eve, thinking it was cute... Adam and Eve.

"Oh get real" Eve giggled.

"Well, I for one think it is about time we get some single male meat into the neighborhood"... Jenna chimed.

"That's all you EVER think about sweets" Eve answered. "Are you sure he's single?"

"Oh yes" Jenna affirmed, "no woman in sight" Rolling her eyes Eve just smiled. It was good to see Jenna happy, it made Eve happy.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Here are what Kelly and Jenna look like

Jenna

Kelly

And another of EVE.... Eve

 

[karnelman]

Having lost several waist sizes in prison, Rocky’s body was unrecognizable to anyone who had not seen him in a couple of years. The addition of the changes to his face and of course the bandages had made him almost completely unrecognizable. Of course he couldn’t do much about the voice, but then Eve had never heard him speak as he didn’t take the stand at his trial. What could he say that his paid witnesses hadn’t already said?

A week after surgery the doctor showed him his new face. Of course all saw was a new straight nose sticking out from a mass of purple and black blotches on a very puffy face. The nose looked good, but he was not happy about the rest. The doctor assured him that the surgery had gone very well. The doctor had even done a bit of work on the mobster’s ruddy complexion. In a month he would have a new more handsome face to show the world.

Rocky arrived at the rented beach house with a small entourage in tow. There was a private nurse and three body guards. The body guards were explained away as the man’s brother and two assistants from his business. He had to continue to run his enterprises while he recovered. Care was taken to make sure none of the men had been in court the day Eve testified. There of course were several more of Rocky’s men around, though they were to remain unseen unless needed.

He was disappointed to learn that the girl Sammy had raped left town. Rocky had figured if Sammy was able to get into her house without a fight that surely he could charm her pants off. His disappointment was tempered by the news that the remaining girl had moved in with Eve. From all reports Eve did not date. That was not true of her sexy friend. She had been seen with a number of different guys. He figured he would have a much easier time winning over the slutty friend than the big mouth cunt. Once he had the friend won over he had many ways to get Eve to come to him voluntarily.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Jenna

Eve was working a rare afternoon shift at the Club the day that the new neighbor arrived. She was helping with the inventory, and for that she would get the night off. Jenna on the other hand, was home, and watching when He arrived. She watched from the window as the Man, His face still bandaged, along with His entourage, moved into the house across the street.

Jenna was not put off by the bandages. As gorgeous as she was, looks tended to not matter to her. Eve had taught her that. Eve had been a good influence on Jenna and Kelly, so much so that neither were as .... promiscuous .. as they once were. It did not mean they did not get... around... Just not as much as they once did. Eve often spoke of love, and making love, and was actually proud of the fact that she was a virgin. She had revealed to Jenna that her virginity was one of the reasons her exboyfriend had broken up with her. Jenna had to wonder if he ever realized what a beauty and prize that he had lost. Jenna loved Eve to peices.

Early that evening, Eve was due home in about an hour or so, Jenna made a pitcher of iced tea, gathered a basketfull of fresh clams and muscles, they lived on the coast after all, Eve and Jenna always had a fresh supply. She hoped her new neighbor liked seafood. Atop the basket she wrapped a small bunch of wildflowers in ribbon. Her welcome to the neighborhood gifts in hand, she crossed the street, just as the sun was setting, and rang the doorbell of the small, newly rented house.

She looked down at herself, then looked back up at the door as she heard something inside. She was wearing a short white skirt, and a red tank top. Her wild mane of long dark hair fell down her back and shoulders, nearly touching the curve of her backside. With a shy smile that curled along her rubied lips, she waited.....

 

[karnelman]

The ringing of the doorbell caused Rocky’s men to go into alert mode. Their job was to make sure nothing happened to the boss and that meant always expecting the worse. The one posing as Adam’s brother went to the window.

“Hey, boss, it’s one of those broads from across the street youse been having us watch. The redheaded slut, with the big bazongas and juicy cock sucker lips. Looks like she’s brought youse a present,” The rather dim-witted gorilla of a man called over to Rocky who was lounging on his bed reading the latest report on his operations. “You wants I should go greet her?”

“I think it might better serve my purposes if you and the boys stay up here. I think I can handle the welcome wagon lady,” Rocky answered as he swung his feet off the bed.

As he made his way down the stairs, Rocky smiled. He was pleased that the girl was making things so easy for him. He had not worked out a way to meet her and as usual luck was on his side. Here she was presenting herself up for the kill, so to speak. He opened the door and actually had to surprises his desire to whistle has he came face to face with the sexy green eyed beauty.

“Well, looks like my lucky day! Unless of course you are trying to sell me whatever is in that basket, pretty lady,” He said cheerfully with just a hint of a wink.

His smile though clearly in his voice was hidden under the bandages.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Jenna smiled, liking the smile she heard in His voice, as well as the sound of it, even thru the bandages.

"sell you........?? Goodness no, I bring fresh clams and muscles, and some iced tea... wanted to welcome you proper to our little seaside neighborhood" her voice was sweet, dripping with honey. Not as innocent as Eve's had been when she crucified Him at trial, but melodic none the less. Jenna would never presume to just march into His house and offer to cook the shellfish for Him, not right away.

"Maybe, this weekend, my friend and I can steam them for you" she offered, hoping Eve would not be too mad at her for offering up her services.

He stepped aside, an open invitation to step in. Jenna took Him up on it, she moving past Him and into the hall of the house. She could see the kitchen at the far end and He nodded when she asked if it was ok to put her gifts in there. He easily lifted the basketfull of shellfish from her, placing it on the counter. Jenna saw a couple of glasses in the sink drainer, and turned to Him.

"I'll pour us a glass of iced tea if You don't mind me fumbling around Your kitchen" Again that smile lit up her eyes and face, she gliding her tongue over those soft, succulent lips.

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Eve was tired, all she wanted to do was sleep when she got home. Pulling into the driveway, she was just in time to see Jenna going into the house of the new neighbor. Eve was a bit more.... cautious.. than her friend, but Jenna was a grown woman, older than she was by a couple years. She was not going to worry, altho, she did make note of what time it was when she went into the house... Just afer 8pm... If Jenna was not home by midnight, then Eve would worry.

 

[karnelman]

I'll pour us a glass of iced tea if You don't mind me fumbling around Your kitchen

“Mind? Of course not. It is very nice to have a woman in the house other then that fussy old nurse. My brother cooks well enough, but he sure doesn’t set on the eyes the way you do. Oh damn, I am sorry, I am being rude. I didn’t even introduce myself. I am Adam and I am really pleased you came over. Thank you for the basket, but I don’t think we have to wait for the weekend or your friend. My brother is going out with our business associates who are staying in the guest house out back. Since I am alone tonight maybe you would cook that dinner tonight? I think there is a steamer under one of those cabinets,” He replied in a rather innocent sheepish tone.

He was actually enjoying the flirting. Usually when it came to women, Rocky was all business no romance. Of course he was purposely acting against character to win this one over. But there was more. He was truly attracted to her and wanted her to want him for him and not what women usually wanted. Her smile had already captivated him and her little move with her tongue had given him that familiar feeling in his loins. She handed him the iced tea and her he looked into her enchanting green greens as he thought about her sensual lips giving him a little therapeutic blow job. Then he recalled the lie he told and excused himself to go upstairs for a second.

"Look dick-weed just get the fuck outta here. And don't come back unless you make damn sure the bimbo has gone!" Rocky ordered his 'brother'.

"But, boss, we are supposed to be protecting youse," The gorilla prostested.

"You can protect me from out back. Besides you really think that girl is any danger to me? Now go have dinner."

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Jenna had not expected to be invited to cook for tonight, or... had she??!! At first, she fooled herself into thinking that she would invite their new neighbor over to her and Eve's place for dinner, introduce Him to Eve.. Adam and Eve, she still got a kick out of that, and took that as a sign that perhaps, they were supposed to meet. Destined too even. But in reality, Jenna was horny and this new neighbor.. intruiged her, bandages and all. She sensed something.... about Him. And just being in His presence seemed to intensify that... something.

He pointed out where the steamer was, and while He went upstairs for a moment, Jenna, made herself at home. She got the water going, adding a touch of salt and pepper and a bit of butter for taste. She opened the sliding glass doors to the deck to let in some fresh air, the soft breeze ruffling her long dark mane, as well as the short white skirt she was wearing. The breeze was cool, since they were on the water after all, and her nipples pressed against the cotten of her tank top, in reaction to that chill, she was not wearing a bra. Had she gone over there to flirt with Him? It seemed so... yes...

When He returned to the kitchen she had just put the myriad of clams and muscles into the boiling water, and had a second large pot already going for some corn on the cob that she had found in the fridge... "I hope You don't mind Adam" she smiled as she turned to him, sipping her iced tea...

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Eve was relaxing on her back deck, sipping a glass of wine, as opposed to the iced tea her friend was drinking. She liked these alone times, but admitted that she missed Jenna... and Kelly. Picking up her phone, she gave Kelly a call, and chatted for awhile. Her friend sounded better, and that made Eve feel better.

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"oh, and I used your phone to call my friend. She just got home from work and I know she loves clams and muscles. She lives with me across the street. Her name is Eve. But, her line was busy soooo... I guess it is her loss" Jenna pouted just a little, kinda glad in a way to have Adam all to herself.

 

[karnelman]

Once Rocky had shoed away his bodyguard he hurried back to the kitchen and the leggy broad that he hoped to find beside him in bed in the morning. Besides his desire to get close to Eve’s friend he had other pressing desires. It had been over two weeks since he had gotten laid and even that was hardly a fireworks night. He wasn’t all that into do-it-yourself orgasms. When the need became too great he certainly wasn’t above jerking-off a load but he would much prefer the pretty lady downstairs went for ride on the Rocket. His only concern was that he couldn’t eat pussy for another month, doctor’s orders.

"I hope You don't mind Adam"

“Hell no! Make yourself at home. It is so nice having a pretty lady in my kitchen. Been way too long. Guy can get real lonely recovering in the hospital,” He answered with a twinkle in his eye.

"oh, and I used your phone to call my friend. She just got home from work and I know she loves clams and muscles. She lives with me across the street. Her name is Eve. But, her line was busy soooo... I guess it is her loss"

“More like my gain I think. Not that I am against having two pretty ladies over for dinner, but it will give me a much better chance to get to know you. By the way this iced tea is delicious but I think those steamers call for some wine or maybe you prefer something stronger? What do you say?”

Not waiting for her answer he walked to the wine cooler and kept on talking. “You know, Jenna you better watch yourself later. Those critters in that pot are related to oysters and you know what they say about oysters? Mollusks and a pretty lady might just make me a little feisty,” He said followed up with an infectious laugh.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

By the way this iced tea is delicious but I think those steamers call for some wine or maybe you prefer something stronger? What do you say? And You know, Jenna you better watch yourself later. Those critters in that pot are related to oysters and you know what they say about oysters? Mollusks and a pretty lady might just make me a little feisty,”

Jenna had to smile, as the exact same thought was running thru her mind. "I'd actually love a glass of wine" ... "or maybe champagne if you happen to have some.. and... Adam... I like feisty.. the feistier the better " She was not quite sure where that bold idea came from, but a glass of champagne just sounded utterly delicious to her at this very moment. She had no doubt in her mind that He had champagne.. wine... beer... She was sure He was ... well stocked...

Jenna made herself busy finishing the steaming of the shellfish and corn, while He poured the drinks and set the table, the one out on the back deck. Unfortunatly, it did not overlook the ocean like her own did.

Once she served the meal, along with butter and another glass of the bubbly, she sat back and relaxed, offering the bandaged man a smile...

"Can I ask what happened?" The champagne was making her a bit more... bold.. and flirty... and as she asked, she reached across the table to touch His bandaged cheek with the tips of her fingers.

 

[karnelman]

Rocky smiled under the bandage has he opened the champagne. He thought to himself if she liked feisty, she was damn sure going to get feisty. As he handed her the glass he gently touched her hand. Unfortunately, she was a bit too busy cooking for him to press the moment, but it felt like sparks to him. She set smiling at him as they began to eat. Her smile nearly melted Rocky as much as the corn melted the butter. He had to remind himself not to be such a sap and to take hold of his feelings. He wasn’t really sure what the hell was going on anyway. As he would put it, dames are dime a dozen, what the fuck she is just another cunt?

"Can I ask what happened?"

Rocky searched his mind trying to recall the details of the lie they had concocted as a cover. He made a show of slowly chewing a mouthful of food while he thought.

“Sure you can ask. But first I need to say thank you. This is delicious. Now about my face, I was meeting with a foremen at one of my plants at the small chemical company O own. For some reason he needed to show me something on the plant floor. Here we are passing this big fucking t..oh damn I am sorry, I always forget my language when I get pissed and that day was a real pisser, sweety. Anyway, this tank just busts a seam. Some damn acid spewed out. Luckily for me just a bad burn on my face that the docs say will be as good as new in another month. Not so lucky for my foreman. Guy laid in the hospital for a month in agony most anything worth having was burned off. Finally, mercifully he kicked,” Rocky explained.

He realized he was going to have to take better care when he talked. It was too easy to slip into street talk. He figured business execs didn’t go around, fuck this and fuck that and the kicked part was way too low life. All he could hope was she didn’t take offense and didn’t notice is less refined words.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Jenna was a little surprised at the choice of words Adam used... "He kicked". It brought her back to her days living in LA, and her brothers, who often talked like that. She did not take offense, in fact, it only made her like Him more. "Forget Eve" she thought to herself. She was liking their new neighbor more and more.

"I'm glad that You are ok, and will be as good as new in month" she said sweetly, now suddenly wanting to see His face, to see just how handsome He was, she was sure He had to be.

Dinner was delicious, and the champagne only highlighted it. The moon had risen just as they finished. Jenna cast a glance over toward the other side of the street. "Tell you what, come on over to my place, my deck overlooks the water, You can meet Eve" she paused, wanting to keep Him to herself, but figured get the introductions out of the way, and let Eve know that He was off limits... she would understand... "then we can go for a walk on the beach... that is.. if Your up to it..." Jenna, being quite... forward... leaned over and lightly kissed Adam... Rocky.... on His barely exposed lips. Hers were soft, tingling with the champagne, a deep rose color had blushed the surface.. "please?" she sweetly conjoled...

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Eve had taken a long, needed shower and was lounging on the deck in her lace nightshirt, a gorgeous emerald green that only served to highlight her flowing blonde hair and those striking golden eyes of hers. She half expected Jenna to not come home. But hoped that indeed she would. But it would not be unlike the free spirit Jenna was to spend the night, the first night she met the man, at His house. Oh well, Eve was not her mother. But she indeed did worry.

Sipping on her wine, she looked out over the water, sometimes wishing it were she that were the free spirit.. "if only I had NOT gone for a walk that damned night" she scolded herself.

 

[karnelman]

Rocky was a bit surprised by the kiss. He hadn’t expected her to be the aggressor in their getting together. Her lips were soft and what her could taste of them was sweet. His desires were quickly stirred. At that moment he would have gone to the moon with her had she asked. But he had a small problem and really did not know how to bring it up without sounding like he was using a rather stupid ploy to get her in his bedroom.

“Well I certainly can’t turn down such a sweet request from a beautiful lady. I would be happy to meet your roommate and even happier to walk on the beach with you, sexy lady. Um as you can see I am not exactly dressed for a moonlight stroll,” He said rather sheepishly having trouble figuring how to get to the point.

“Damn, sorry, I am not usually tongue tied, but I have a bit of an embarrassing problem. You see, my nurse is off tonight and my brother is out too. Um, well I can’t yet change clothes on my own. Doctor said something about not twisting and tearing his stitches. Seems my new face might fall off. Would it be too weird to ask you for a little help? You know shirt over the head, shoes, I can’t bend, and such,” He continued truly embarrassed to be asking for her help.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Jenna blinked at Him, a twinkle alight in her eyes. "Of course I'd be happy to help You" she answered, her moist lips curling into a smile. The champagne had gone to her head, and the idea of helping Him dress sounded... extremely sexy... to her.

She followed His lead up the stairs and into the bedroom. It was simply decorated, neat and clean. The bed was large, and soft looking and for a moment Jenna imagined herself on her back, Him over her, the bed rocking while He took her. His cock, long and hard, sliding easily into her soaking pussy. The image was sooooo vivid that she blushed, and... found her pussy becoming... damp....

He sat down on the bed, letting her pick what He would wear, He simply showing her where everything was with a point and a nod. Jenna gathered His jeans, a black button down shirt, easier to get on Him she had said, socks and boots, harley type boots, which Jenna fell in love with.

He was sitting on the bed, and she got down on her knees in front of Him. She had only done that so she could get His socks on, then His jeans, He was wearing no more than a robe and a pair of loose fitting bottoms... they reminded her of hospital pants, cool, loose and comfy. Jenna looked up at Him, meeting His eyes, her own were sparkling. He was looking down upon her, and despite the bandages to His face, she thought He was handsome, she just knew He was under the coverings, she just knew He was.

"Adam" she whispered, letting the tip of her tongue lightly dance over her parted lips. Her breathing was coming in deepening gasps, and she found herself, leaning upwards toward Him, as He was leaning down toward her. ~

 

[karnelman]

Rocky felt a little foolish sitting on the bed in what amounted to pajamas, his hospital scrub pants and robe as the beautiful young woman selected clothes for him. He thought it was what it would be like to be a little boy and have a mom take care of you. Something he never had but often imagined. When Jenna knelt at his feet an entirely different image entered his head. As the sexy brunette lifted his foot and slipped on a sock her long dark hair fell down concealing her face and her ample cleavage was on full display. The only women he had ever seen in that position before were sucking his cock. The image of Jenna blowing him caused an immediate stirring in his loose fitting pants. This of course was a bit of a predicament for him. The boxes he wore under the scrub pants would hardly contain his semi-erect cock and he could not put the jeans on over them.

"Adam" she whispered

At first the still unfamiliar name did not register as being his. But the look in the eyes and the gesture she made was unmistakable. Forgetting for a moment the stitches and the very real doctor's orders about bending down he moved his head in her direction. It was almost as if he was hypnotized as he did what seem natural. Fortunately before any damage was done he felt the bandage pull on his new skin.

“Damn, that doc was right, bending is a son-of-a-bitch. Now give me those jeans and turn your back, sweet thing. I don’t know you well enough yet to parade around in my skivvies,” He said with a giggle like an embarrassed teenager.

Once he managed to get his cock properly hidden in the jeans he let her finish dressing him. He was having a really good time flirting for the first time in many years and didn’t want it spoiled by letting his dick pop out in her face. The way things were going he thought she would be seeing it soon enough anyway; perhaps a blowjob on the beach even.

“Ok, lets go meet this roommate of yours so we can get to that moonlight stroll on the beach, sexy!” He said enthusiastically and broke into a broad grin.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

She had wanted to kiss him, but knew she was being too forward. What was it about him that attracted her so??

Ok, lets go meet this roommate of yours so we can get to that moonlight stroll on the beach, sexy!” He said enthusiastically and broke into a broad grin.

His smile was infectious, and she grinned back, nodding. Taking him by the hand, she lead him down the stairs and outside, crossing the street to the house she shared with Eve.

"Eve??" she called out as they entered. She knew Eve was home, her car was in the driveway, a red Mustang...

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Eve heard the door, then Jenna's voice all out. "Out here sweets" she answered back, sitting up from where she was lounging and relaxing.. turning to see Jenna.. and... a MAN.. come parading out of the house and out onto the deck. Eve's face went red, she was in nothing more than her emerald green lace nightshirt and a pair of pale pink panties. Eyes widening, she grabbed for a nearby towel to coverherself, but was sure the man, the bandaged man, had gotten quite the look at her..

Her long pale blonde hair was still damp, curling at the ends.. and to make matters worse, Eve had been.... pleasuring herself ... having not expected Jenna home and having had one too many glasses of wine..... Her fingers were still wet from where she had been gently stroking herself. And her pussy was dripping....

Jenna catching her would have been no big deal, but with a male friend, that was a big deal. She hoped He had not noticed, even tho that female scent was heavy in the air.

"Hey babe" Jenna chimed up, releasing Adam's hand and hugging her friend, kissing her lightly on the cheek. Eve was staring at the bandaged man, but was unsure really why, and quickly tore her eyes away... "sorry if we woke you... were you napping?" she asked innocently, taking note of Eve's slightly flushed look....

"what.. who me? Oh no, just enjoying a rare night off and a glass of wine" Eve smiled at her friend

"well, this is our new neighbor... Adam.... " she stopped, not remembering His last name in her champagned induced fog...

"Hello... Adam.... it is nice to meet You" Eve said quietly..... "I'm Eve.... Eve Gabriel"....