"Steve, Jessi, and Charlie" (from "Behind Bars"

Jessi chose to remain standing, well out of her Uncle's reach, as she began bluntly, "I want to be your lover--"

A shot of excitement surged through her body like a bolt of lightning, ceasing her words for a moment before she continued, "--but ... I ... I have some ... demands, I guess. I'm sure there is a better word than that. I just ... I just can't come up..."

She was trembling deep to the core, and looking down to her hands as they clenched together, Jessi feared she wouldn't be able to get all she wanted to say out. She cleared her throat, asking, "You and Mister Adams ... Jamie ... you're good friends, yes...? Becoming good friends anyway?"

Steven responded, and Jessi continued, "I need him to be my boyfriend."

As soon as she'd said it, Jessi knew it had come out wrong. She quickly clarified, "I mean, I need him to pretend to be my boyfriend ... my lover even. I need the others to think I'm taken, that someone is ... you know ... sleeping with me. Maria says--"

Jessi paused, looking to Steven with a somewhat panicked look. She hadn't really intended to let him know just how much of her decision was based upon the advice from the manager of whores. She continued without mentioning Maria again, "If the other men here believe that I am Mister Adams's lover -- or any other man's lover, if he doesn't want to participate in this -- then they will leave me alone and not try to ... bed me."

She looked up into her Uncle's eyes again, adding, "And ... and then you and I can be lovers without the others being suspicious."

She paused, then added the part she had wanted to avoid. "And ... and you would have to continue your relationship with the Warden, too ... with Charlie. No one's going to believe that you just quit having sex with her, and if they do ... and you aren't having sex with one of the other women, they're gonna think you might be ... you know ... here, at home, with me."

Again looking down at her hands, Jessi finished with a softer volume, "That's the way it has to be ... Uncle Steve."
 
Steven didn't know exactly what Jessi had in mind, but he didn't have the normal level of fight in him anyway, plus he honestly wanted to know what his niece was thinking? He wasn't sure what he would do, if she turned him down, and had decided she truly was not interested. He had lived a long time, and he was certain, he would likely never feel about anyone again as he did her, and the thought of being with her, but have to watch her first hand as she learned to love someone else, he was not sure that even he could handle that!

She alleviated his greatest fear with her initial statement, "I want to be your lover--" She had to see the smile, but did she sense the relief. He knew there was more, likely a huge BUT, but if that was the starting point, then somehow he had to figure out a way to make it work.

She continued, and here it came, "--but ... I ... I have some ... demands, I guess. I'm sure there is a better word than that. I just ... I just can't come up..." He smiled, "And those are?"

Steven braced himself, "You and Mister Adams ... Jamie ... you're good friends, yes...? Becoming good friends anyway?" Steven didn't understand, "I...guess..." He didn't really think much about Jamie at all, but of the men there, yes, he did find himself liking him, Diego as well, and increasingly Doc, even Lou. Jessi broke that brief train of thought..."I need him to be my boyfriend." WHAT? Steven thought it, didn't say it, he didn't get the chance.

"I mean, I need him to pretend to be my boyfriend ... my lover even. I need the others to think I'm taken, that someone is ... you know ... sleeping with me. Maria says--" Steven shook his head, there it was, Steven didn't know Maria, but the thought they were taking relationship advice from the Madam as ironic if not crazy! Thank goodness Jessi could not overhear his internal dialogue, he just listened, a bit shell shocked.

"If the other men here believe that I am Mister Adams's lover -- or any other man's lover, if he doesn't want to participate in this -- then they will leave me alone and not try to ... bed me." Steven actually considered this argument, and it made some sense, of course the other thought that went through his head, was what man would be fool enough to dare try to bed, his woman and hope to live afterward? But that was it wasn't it? They weren't supposed to know...and with that, Jessi confirmed Steven's hypothesis.

"And ... and then you and I can be lovers without the others being suspicious." He looked at her, "And this is important to you?" She didn't need to answer, as it clearly was, but why Steven did not know. The last thing he really cared about was what people thought of his sex life, no more than he spend two seconds thinking of theirs.

"And ... and you would have to continue your relationship with the Warden, too ... with Charlie. No one's going to believe that you just quit having sex with her, and if they do ... and you aren't having sex with one of the other women, they're gonna think you might be ... you know ... here, at home, with me." He still waited he wanted her to get it all out, and he sensed she was near her end. Her voice softened, the demand almost becoming a soft plead, "That's the way it has to be ... Uncle Steve."

He smiled at her, God he loved her. "It does, does it? So let me get this straight, we create a pretend boyfriend for you, someone I can trust, but you are okay if I still, occasionally fuck Charlie, because of what people will think?" He waited for her response.

Now he smiled wider, "You had me at 'I want to be your lover'" He winked. "Seriously we can try the thing with Jamie, I do trust him, but I would kill him if he tried to take advantage. He is also wanting to be involved with at least one, if not two other women, we can't mess that up, but we can figure that out....."

Steven sat up in bed and removed the IV from his arm. Then he looked at Jessi..."Please take that off now..." He motioned his finger to have her remove some if not all of her clothes. "If it matters that much to you, we will have another bed brought in here for appearances...and appearances only. But for now...would you come here...if you want to be my lover, I would like to enjoy a bit of that right now...unless you have something else to talk about that is?" And Steven lifted the sheet under which he was completely naked...and wanting!
 
"And this is important to you?" Steven asked about keeping their future sexual relationship secret.

Jessi nodded, saying softly, "Yes, it is."

He went on, with part of his inquiry being, "...but you are okay if I still, occasionally fuck Charlie, because of what people will think?"

She was glad that she was looking down again when he said that, because -- to be honest -- she wasn't okay with her Uncle continuing to find sexual pleasure with Charlie. Jessi would have preferred to have Steven all to herself, but it was more important to share him in secret than it was to have him alone in public.

The good news was that Steven didn't say make love when he referred to putting his cock inside the Warden. She nodded again, saying softly, "Yes. You may. You should"

"You had me at 'I want to be your lover'"

Now, Jessi looked up, her lips spreading in a pleased -- and somewhat relieved -- smile. He talked about making the thing with Jamie work, then he patted the bed, gesture to her clothing, and suggested, "Please take that off now..."

He must have detected something in Jessi's lack of immediate movement and/or expression, because he added, "...unless you have something else to talk about that is?"

"I'm sleeping at Maria's tonight," she said, noting Steven's reaction and quickly saying, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong."

She smiled much wider this time, even giggling a tiny bit, before saying, "Maria and I have something special in store for our first time together. Think of it like our wedding night. Maria told me to tell you that. I'm not sure what it means, but she said she'd explain it to me later."

Jessie found her coat over the arm of a nearby chair, looked back to Steven, and said with a promising tone, "I love you very much, Uncle, and ... and I want our first time to be very special. Tell me this is okay."

It didn't really matter to Jessi whether Steven was okay with this or not -- well, maybe it did -- but one way or the other, she would blow him a kiss and head out.
 
The smile that crept across Jessi's face, misled Steven a bit, he assumed that she would not want to wait, while not necessarily making love quite yet, at least increasing their adventurousness in learning how to pleasure each other.

Clearly Jessi had learned to pleasure herself, Steven was aware of at least two different occasions when they had been together at the cabin, but he also knew how different and intense those same orgasms felt when administered within the heights of passion with your lover. Although she had touched Steven, he had not ventured yet to her most intimate location, and could not wait to do so, whether that be with fingers, mouth or cock!

So despite his still less than completely healthy state, he was disappointed as he patted the bed, and invited Jessi to join him to hear, "I'm sleeping at Maria's tonight...It's okay, there's nothing wrong." The brothel? Or her private quarters? He was not okay with the first, and he was unaware if she had room for a guest in the second. Yet he sensed this was not open to change, but he could at least make sure, "I hope I don't have to remind you, that that..." Steven extended his index finger, and trailed it up and down as he pointed to Jessi's body, "...and most specifically that!" And now he pointed directly at her crotch which held her virgin treasure, "...are for me and only me, at least for now!"

She smiled wider, reassuring him, "Maria and I have something special in store for our first time together. Think of it like our wedding night. Maria told me to tell you that. I'm not sure what it means, but she said she'd explain it to me later." Steven laughed, "So, you'll be wearing white?" He saw the confused look on his nieces face, "Don't worry, Maria will understand."

There was a softness and vulnerability in her next statement that would have made Steven agree, no matter the ask, "I love you very much, Uncle, and ... and I want our first time to be very special. Tell me this is okay."

"I love you too Jessi, and yes it is okay, tomorrow I will be better, and then we will celebrate us for the first time...the first of many...." She turned to go, but he had a favor for her. "If you see Doc or Betty, please send them over, I think I might need one more bag of plasma, or maybe just some real food, either way, I want all my strength tomorrow, and trust me MY LOVE, you want that too!" Steven gave her a wink and then laid back to rest and recuperate...but then he remembered, "Oh, and send Jamie over too!"
 
"I hope I don't have to remind you, that that..." Steven gestured to indicate her body, "...are for me and only me, at least for now!"

Jessi's first thought -- something she almost verbalized to Steven -- was Only you, forever only you. But she was curious about what he meant by at least for now. Even though she didn't take much time to think about it now, she would later, wondering Is he saying that he already accepts that one day another man will lay with me as he has and wishes to again?

Steven asked to have Doc or Betty visit him again, and Jessi said she'd see to it. She only then moved up close to her Uncle again, laying him back on the bed, telling him to rest, then giving him a soft kiss on the lips that she ended quickly because she feared that she might take it farther if she lingered.

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Jessi skipped breakfast in the Dining Hall the next morning, instead eating with Maria in the latter's cabin. At lunch, she sat with Maria and Charlie, and when it looked like Steven might come and join them, the Warden -- who knew the man's body well and would enjoy it often in the future -- gave him a stern shake of her head and gestured him to a distant seat, as if he'd been sent to the nerds' table by the cool kids.

Ironically, Charlie wasn't sending Steven packing because she knew of the imminent and intimate meeting between him and his niece. Charlie didn't know the two blood relatives were preparing to become lovers and instead had been told that the two had had a spat and Jessi simply needed her space, which was why the girl had spent the night at Maria's.

Charlie came to Steven's cabin that night, finding him alone as expected. She explained, "I'm supposed to tell you that you don't have to worry, Maria hasn't turned your niece into a whore ... yet anyway."

She stepped over close to where Steven was sitting in an old, deep, arm chair, continuing, "Doc says you need another day of rest and recuperation. I told him I would check in on you and ... see to your needs."

As she was saying that, Charlie was lowering to her knees and pushing his open to make space for her. As her hands slid up the insides of his thighs toward his groin, she asked suggestively, "So ... Steven ... do you currently have any ... needs?"

If he didn't stop her, Charlie was going to shed him of his clothing, suck his cock a bit, then strip as well and mount him right there in his comfy chair. Fuck recuperation: she needed to get off, and one of her female lover's tongues wasn't going to do it for her tonight.
 
Steven had fallen asleep after Jessi left, and he didn't wake up until he felt Betty sitting beside him, but she wasn't giving him another bag of plasma she was taking it off, and smiling down at him. "Nice nap?" It was, he felt really good, the third bag of plasma had turned the tide quite a bit. "How long have you been here?" He asked to which the pretty caregiver smiled, "Three hours, ever since your niece came and got me. This was a smaller bag, but I think it is all you'll need."

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I think you will be good as new over the next few days! We need you healthy...I think we all feel safer when you are up and good, I know I do!" She was sweet, and her words made him feel better. He had just gotten comfy in a big old arm chair, he had avoided the temptation of a late night bourbon, when Charlie entered. One temptation averted, the second likely not! He was naked with only a blanket loosely over him.

He laughed at her opening, shuddering a little as the laughter shot through his shoulder. "I'm supposed to tell you that you don't have to worry, Maria hasn't turned your niece into a whore ... yet anyway." "Well that is good, because if she did, I think you'd be down a madam as I would have to shoot her, and then you would have to shoot me!"

She moved closer now standing in front of him, "Doc says you need another day of rest and recuperation. I told him I would check in on you and ... see to your needs." Later that night, after, she would come back to this and insist that she and Caroline lead the advance into Harrisville. Steven was confident he would be fine and did not like Charlie taking the chance, but she insisted.

He could see the devil in her eyes and loved it, "Needs? Mmmm, I think you know me well enough to guess?" For a moment Steven had considered not encouraging what he knew he would truly enjoy. And if it weren't for his earlier discussion with Jessi, he might have, but, as she said, this was necessary! Now, Steven didn't necessarily agree, but if this was what Jessi wanted, well...carpe diem!

She slid between his legs and as she spread them further to give her access, the blanket fell away and there he was, nearly completely hard already. She looke dup, as her finger nails tickled and lightly scratched his inner thighs, "So ... Steven ... do you currently have any ... needs?"

Feeling her breath on his groin was the last straw, and he was now, not only hard, but throbbing! "Well..." Nodding down towards his cock that was pointing straight at her, "...apparently I do...how lucky I am you arrived!" He wanted her but, "Charlie, before you start what I hope to God you are about to do...would you do me a favor..." He looked into her eyes, "...well another favor...strip for me...nice and slow...I want to enjoy you naked and gorgeous!"

She chuckled but she did as ask, taking her time and allowing him to enjoy every button and zipper in anticipation. It was christmas morning relived, your favorite present ever, slowly unwrapping itself for the big reveal. When she was done, she did a little twirl, "You like?" The question was clearly rhetorical, the answer obvious except Steven felt compelled, "Mmmm, no I don't like it...I love it!"

Now fully undressed for her task, again she slid down on her knees, but this times the nails did not stop, sliding up his thighs, his balls, until her hand wrapped as much as it could around his cock and fed it into her warm, wet, mouth! "Oh sweet Jesus that feels good..." He reached down and brushed her cheek and ran his fingers up combing her hair. "Fuck Charlie, so good....I don't know exactly what our relationship is...but damn I like it!"

She teased and prompted him to perfection, her hands stroking and massaging his balls, stomach and chest, while her tongue and mouth worked its magic. Bobbing and sucking, the tip, the entirety, and then only the tip again, a quick detour to tease the boys and then back to his cock, she was amazing. Steven arched his back and thrusted lightly. "So fucking good...but I am likely only coming once, and I want it to be inside of you."

She swirled her tongue around his tip as she got up and then crawled into the chair straddling him, guiding his cock deep inside of her. He put his hands on her waist and drove his hips up, leaning forward momentarily to suckle on each of her glorious tits. He would not last much longer, but he would stay hard as long as she needed, but for now he simply moaned, "You are incredible, fuck me boss...please fuck me hard!"
 
Jessi had often heard her father say that Timing was everything. He typically used it regarding tasks they'd had to perform at the cabin during certain seasons or just during certain weather conditions.

Tonight, Jessi would learn that timing could be everything in regards to things she'd never imagined. She'd forgotten her newly acquired toothbrush, hair brush, and more at the cabin when she left for Maria's, and when she returned to get them, she caught sight of the Warden through a gap in the kitchen window's drapes just as she was dropping the last of her clothing to the floor before an equally naked Uncle Steve.

Jessi looked about through the darkness for prying eyes, and seeing none moved up closer to the window -- not to close to have her face illuminated by the cabin's lighting but certainly close enough to have what might be called a front row peeping tom view of the couple about to get intimate.

What Jessi saw caused her eyes to widen, her heart to pound, and her pussy to quiver anxiously. She'd never seen a woman perform oral sex on a man, despite the fact that her mother had been a very eager performer of such activities with Jessi's Father and Uncle both back before her untimely death.

It was ... oh ... it was simply magical. The effect on Steven of Charlie's fingers, tongue, and lips on and about his cock were impossible not to watch, even though Jessi knew this was an invasion of their privacy.

Through the single sheet glass of the energy-wasting window she could hear her Uncle moaning to the Warden's skilled work upon him, complimenting, "Oh sweet Jesus that feels good ... Fuck Charlie, so good....I don't know exactly what our relationship is...but damn I like it!"

His use of the word relationship caused Jessi's stomach to turn over anxiously. Yeah, sure, the younger woman had demanded that her Uncle maintain his sexual ]i]trysts[/i] with Charlie. But he didn't have to enjoy it so much, did he?"

"So fucking good..." he went on, warning her, "but I am likely only coming once, and I want it to be inside of you."

Jessi watched Charlie rise and mount Steven, and within seconds the older woman was riding him as if he was a stallion running across an open plain at top speed.

"You are incredible, fuck me boss..." her Uncle called out. "Please fuck me hard!"

And Charlie did, too, so hard that the front feet of the old recliner began leaving the floor, rising an inch or so before slamming down onto the wood planks with a resounding thump.

Jessi's gaze had been moving back and forth between her Uncle and the woman causing him so much delight. Her eyes were upon him when something changed dramatically, and it didn't take a genius to know that he was ejaculating, or cumming as he'd called it.

The younger woman didn't know anything about the fairness and protocols of ensuring that all sex partners got their happy ending, so she was confused when Charlie -- still rocking hard and fast atop Steven's groin -- began growling at him, "You ain't done cooking yet, Chef ... you ain't done cooking ... you ain't done..."

Charlie spoke more variations of this a dozen or more times before suddenly she grasped Steven's hands -- interlacing her fingers with his -- threw her head back, drew and held a deep breath, then cried out loud and long. Again, it didn't take a genius to understand that Charlie, too, had achieved her orgasm.

Jessi wasn't done watching as she was sure there was more, but she heard men's voices nearing from the prison-proper. She ran off into the dark behind the cabins, then circled around until she was at and passing through Maria's door, explaining away her lack of hygiene objects as saying, "Oh, I just stopped to enjoy the full moon and forgot. I, um ... I think I'm going to take a shower before I go to bed. Is that alright?"

And yeah ... she did that, too.
 
Charlie's visit had most definitely picked up Steven's spirits, of course a beautiful woman willingly coming in, stripping, sucking your cock and then riding you like it was the Kentucky Derby will do that. Charlie was an incredible lover, and secretly, even not so secretly, he was finding he was thrilled with Jessi's terms. After several rounds of encouragement, "You ain't done cooking yet, Chef ... you ain't done cooking ... you ain't done..." Charlie had finally cum to full boil! And now as she collapsed into his chest, the boil fading to a simmer, and only the wonderful post coital glow to enjoy, they had drifted off to sleep, naked in the overstuffed chair.

When morning came, Charlie was gone, when exactly that happened he didn't know, which told him she was probably right, maybe he wasn't completely ready to advance scout the trip into Harrisville, although time would prove he was closer than he thought. He wasn't sure what the day would bring, when Jessi, clearly under Maria's guidance, would finally come to him, but the least he could do was shower off the residue from he and Charlie and be ready for whenever the call to action came.

Steven saw Charlie, Jessie and Maria at the table as he grabbed his tray. She had no idea how pleased he was, when Charlie shooed him away. He could not imagine how awkward that meal might have been, the woman he fucked last night, the woman he hoped to make love to shortly, and the woman who was seemingly orchestrating the entire sequence.

Luckily he was not alone long, as in came Jamie, a smile from ear to ear. "Get your food and come here and sit down, I need to talk to you?" Steven was certain Jessi had probably looked for Jamie, but Jamie had apparently been making some headway with Lanny, and was not about to be disturbed, even though from all Steven could tell, the combination of Lanny and Madge still had Jamie's testacles a lovely shade of azure.

"What's up?" Asked Jamie, a bit but pleased to be summoned by the man he most respected. "I got something I need you to do?" The conversation was hushed, barely more than a whisper, as Steven described in detail what he needed Jamie to do. "Your niece, you dog you...what about the Warden?" Steven explained it all, even his Sister. Jamie wasn't sure whether to be shocked or turned on, but then he took a quick look at Jessi and decided it was definitely the latter. "So you fuck Charlie and I fuck Jessi and"... "NO" Many heads turned as Steven bursted out, interrupting Jamie. Back to a whisper, "You most definitely do not Fuck, make love to, or even god damn kiss, my niece...okay maybe kiss, but mouth definitely closed and only so people can see you do it."

Jamie thought a bit, "But Steven, you know, I am trying to...Madge...well more Lanny now, but I don't think either would..." Steven understood. "Listen, I know this is a huge favor, but I need someone I can totally trust." It actually really made Jamie happy that he was that guy for Steven. "At the right time...but you have to know you can trust them, you can let Madge or Lanny in on our little secret, I will even back you up...but it is really important to Jess that..."

Jamie had a fun and wicked little grin, "That she is bumping uglies with her big, bad uncle!" Steven nodded. "Okay, I'll do it...but..." Steven looked up, here it came. "Two things. First I want to be your guy, help you with the tough things here, be your right hand when you need it...I know Diego will be too, but if you trust me for this, then trust me for it all."

That seemed fair and Jamie was sort of moving that way anyway, other than Steven had to teach him some things about guns and knives. "AND...I want Lanny... and Madge...and I am trying to do right by them... but, if you can... I mean put in a good word, maybe encourage them...please do!"

Steven laughed, "Well if you think you can handle both of them, God bless...I am certainly not going to judge, and for what it's worth, I think you all are kinda good for each other...but, Lanny ...great...Madge too...super...Jessi...I'll fucking kill you!" Jamie believed every single word, particularly the last set.

Faustian deal agreed to, Steven stood up just as the ladies were standing as well...he looked over hoping for some sign of what, apparently Maria, had planned next?
 
Jessi had sat down next to Maria at breakfast with the hopes of further discussing the details of how she was going to become her Uncle Steve's lover tonight, only to suddenly have Charlie plopping down on the other side of the table. Jessi's face drained of blood, going noticeably white.

"Are you okay, Jess," Charlie asked, unaware of ... well, so much.

Down beneath the table, Maria laid a hand onto Jessi's thigh, trying to comfort her and reassure her that all was well. Jessi answered simply, "I'm fine."

A moment later, Steven came into the Dining Hall and not long after that he was sitting with Jamie: the man she wanted to fuck and the man she was going to be pretending to fuck. She heard one of them call out "NO!" at one point, and -- unsure of which it had been -- feared that the grand plan was falling apart.

But when Steven stood and gave her a somehow reassuring look, Jessi smiled with hopeful relief.

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"May I speak with you?"

Jamie looked a bit surprised at Jessi's sudden approach to where he was working, but smiled and gestured her to come nearer. She did, and while she had so much that she wanted to say, the words didn't immediately come out.

He asked her how she was doing, how she was fitting in, whether she'd found a job in the New Society. He was making small talk, if Jessi had the phrase correct. In order of his questions, she told him fine, okay I guess, and finally, "I'm working in A-Wing in the Bazaar. That new lady, Paula ... well, I guess she's not new. She was an inmate who left and then came back. She said it should be called that, the Bazaar. Anyway, I'm working there with her and Molly and a couple of guys who are doing neat things with the stuff there ... art things, and making things that no one wanted into other things. Repurposing? Isn't that what it's called?"

They chatted some more, but Jessi could sense that Jamie wanted to talk about the same thing she wanted to talk about, so she finally got up the courage to say it. She spoke of how she was wanting to avoid any romantic entanglements with the men of the prison -- prisoner or not -- and, therefore, needed Jamie to pretend to be courting her.

"It's not that I don't like men or anything," she explained. "I simply do not want to be intimately involved with one, and my Uncle says that the best way to prevent that is for someone he trusts to pretend to already be my lover or be working at accomplishing that feat."

As she explained, Jessi studied Jamie's reaction closely, wanting to gauge whether or not he was onboard. His expression -- a slight, knowing smile maybe? -- confused her a bit. She read it as possibly his thinking Yeah, I'll pretend to be your lover, but at the same time I'm going to try to be your lover. Of course, she didn't know that her Uncle had totally spilled the beans about what the true goal of this charade truly was.

"I want you to understand that I really, really appreciate this," she went on, adding, "but I feel the need to stress that this is only make believe. You are a very nice man, Jamie ... I mean, from what I have seen and from what my Uncle has told me. And I'm sure that any woman here would be lucky to have you as their lover. But, and I stress ... I have no interest in becoming anyone's lover at this time, and -- while you are doing me this great favor -- I need you to know that that means you, too."

The depth and breadth of what Jessi didn't know right now were almost unmeasurable, but she couldn't know that. She couldn't know that Jamie already knew she was going to open her legs and pussy to Steven soon.

Nor could she know -- or Jamie or Steven for that matter -- that she would one day soon become so curious about sex that she would open her legs and pussy to Jamie as well. But, that was still a ways off and not anything Jessi could even imagine at this stage.

She asked him quietly and tentatively, "So ... what do you think? Can you do this for me ... without expecting anything more from me than just my company at times?"
 
Jamie was a bit surprised when he was confronted by Jessi, and little did she know, that while she was talking to him, her uncle was waiting for Jamie, to begin training him for the role that he had requested. All through the conversation, one thought kept going through Jamie's head, she doesn't have any idea that I know that she is planning, intent even, on having a sexual relationship with her uncle.

One other thought also couldn't be avoided. Jessi was absolutely gorgeous! Jamie was already involved or at least trying to be involved with two stunningly beautiful women, and even then, even in comparison to them, Jessi was, and perhaps it was the added innocence of youth, but the most alluring of all. Damn! He thought, again not that his hands weren't full, but putting on this charade was not going to go over well with either Lanny or Madge, and then, add to it, that should something happen, he damn well might get killed. Of course, Steven had to be joking, but that needed further investigation.

All along he had nodded, "Of course not, no I would not be your actual lover, that is what I promised." He had almost slipped and said "unless" or "but" however he had not. So when she finished, "So ... what do you think? Can you do this for me ... without expecting anything more from me than just my company at times?" He simply smiled, and quickly looked around ot make sure that neither Lanny or Madge were within eye or earshot, "I will be honored to do as you ask, and even having the pleasure of your company would delight any man." As he walked away, out to meet Steven, he was shaking his head, that had sounded a lot more like that old Jamie than the new one, the one who said and did whatever it took to bed an innocent women, he needed to be careful not to have a relapse!

Jamie met Steven back behind the old barn, Steven had set up a series of targets about 50 yards off. Steven had his own luger, a pistol and a rifle complete with scope waiting for Jamie. Steve was smiling as Jamie walked up. "If you are going to be useful to me, I need to know you can use a gun."

Jamie was slightly offended. "I can use a gun, you've seen me." Now Steven laughed so hard he had to bend over. "Yeah, you can shoot, you just can't hit anything!" Steven pointed out out a target for Jamie, one of five beer bottles 40 yards away. "Where?" Jamie squinted, I don't see any...." Steven calmly raised his luger and hit the first bottle dead in the barrel. "Oh, those..." Jamie was impressed, Steven hadn't even seemed to aim, and from this far away he had hit his target dead center.

Jamie raised the pistol, and Steven grabbed his wrist. "Don't you dare, that would just be wasting ammo." He handed him the rifle and told him to aim through the scope, which Jamie did, and then promptly missed everything by almost three feet, as the gun kicked back. "This is going to take longer than I thought." Steven grumbled and waved for Jamie to follow them, they would get much closer to the target.

As they walked Jamie wanted to talk, "Steven how come Jessi thinks I don't know about you two?" Steven didn't break stride, "Because that is what she wants, to think it is totally a secret."

They walked a few more steps, "Then why did you tell me the truth?" Steven still didn't turn, "Easy, because that is what I wanted and felt it was important you know."

Now Jamie was really confused, "I don't understand." Now Steven did stop and looked Jamie in the eye. "Jamie I do think you are trying to be a good man, and that you would be motivated trying to do something nice for Jessi...But, she is beautiful isn't she? I mean, jaw dropping, mouth watering, beautiful."

Jamie wasn't sure how to answer, was this a trick question. "Uh, yes, she truly is..." And now Steven's eyes were hard and cold as steel. "So the carrot is you feeling good about doing something nice...but a man will only be motivated by a carrot so long, when the alternative is such tasty sugar. BUT...you know there is more...you know she is in my bed, and if you were going to weaken, you would be pissing directly into my well. Jamie, if you did that...I would kill you!" Steven turned, and there was a squirrel another twenty yards beyond the beer bottles. He was on his haunches an acorn in his claws, looking at them. Steven put a bullet right between his eyes.

"Or I might shoot you in the balls...OR...most likely both...let you bleed out a while, realizing the full error of your ways before I put you out of your misery. That is the stick! You may weary of being motivated by the carrot, but you would be a god damned fool to not be motivated by the stick."

As Steven was talking and shooting, Jamie's cock was shrinking like he was in ice water, a scared turtle going into his shell. He had known a lot of men, some full of shit, others where there was no doubt they meant every word they were saying, you could take that to the bank. Steven was the latter! Jamie cleared his throat. "Yeah, that's a really good point."

Now Steven lightened back up, his point made. "I thought you'd understand..." Her threw him the rifle and told him to get on the ground. He would spend the next hour learning exactly how to squeeze the trigger and hit his target.. "...now, let's shoot!"

Jamie might well sleep with Jessi some day, but it sure as fuck was not going to be without Steven's express permission...he had gotten the point loud and clear!
 
"Hi," Jessi said to Jamie when she sat across from him at the evening meal. He looked a bit shocked, then looked around the Dining Hall. Jessi didn't know whether he was looking for either of the women he was wanting to fuck, for Steven who had arranged for him to be the young woman's pretend boyfriend, or someone else. She smiled to him and said, "I thought maybe we should let people see us together. You know, to prime the gossip pump."

They chatted, sometimes quietly, sometimes not. Jessi laughed loud enough to gain the attention of others two or three times, once even reaching out to pat Jamie's hand as if he'd told a dirty joke or been otherwise inappropriate. Finally, she whispered to him a couple of times as if they were talking about things they didn't want others to hear.

When it seemed as though enough people had seen them socializing together -- including Lanny but, as far as she knew, not Madge, who was nowhere to be seen -- Jessi stood, smiled to Jamie as she let her eyes drop to his fit body, then said softly but still loud enough to be overheard, "I'll see you later then."

She turned and left, leaving the eavesdroppers to wonder when later was. Jessi did her own dishes in the Scullery, as well as some dishes for other diners -- it was one of the jobs she'd taken to do her part -- and then headed once more for Maria's to prepare for her night of love making with her uncle.
 
If Steven had to give Jamie a report card for his lesson, it would have been an A for effort and an F for execution. So in Steven's world, weighted strongly towards accomplishment, it was at best a D. They cleaned up before they went back. "We need to do a lot more of this, if you are going to help me as I need you to..." Then he clarified, "I mean out here." He continued. "I know you are trying, but if you can't hit the guy shooting at you, you will run out of luck of him not hitting you soon enough. Let's meet here tomorrow..." Given what he was hoping would take place tonight he altered his plan slightly, "...tomorrow afternoon, you will get it, I've got some tricks."

They started to walk back, and Steven stopped and turned Jamie tward him. "Tonight at dinner, Jessi will come sit with you, Maria told me, so I guess it starts now." They walked a bit mroe, "if one of your women are there, will explain, and Jamie, thank you again. I know I was pretty tough there..." It was then Jamie really looked into Steven's eyes and realized how much he truly loved the girl, "Yeah, I get it, I really do, I'm not sure, actually I am sure, I've never felt that way about anyone."

And so, at dinner Jessi did as Steven had forecasted, sitting down, making small talk, he knew what was happening and yet it still made his blood boil. He saw Lanny, over on the side, sitting alone. He guessed if he cracked an egg on her forehead right now, it might burn to a crisp.

She had that look on her face which said, that motherfucker, thinking I am going to let him in my bed while he does that! Steven sat down across. "Looks bad doesn't it, looks like he is the same old Jamie and well, let's just say he has tried to convince others of something else." Her eyes looked at him, like what the fuck are you talking about Willis? To steal from the old, early 80's sitcom.

"It isn't, and he isn't, he is doing it for me. Lanny, my niece is a virgin, only 18, and I am not ready to turn her loose to..." He looked around the room, half of the men heavily tatted, several with more scars than tats. "Charlie, Maria and I agreed we needed a faux boyfriend, and Jamie was the only one I could trust. No one would leave her alone, they still may not, but I trust Jamie...." He began to look up, "I hope maybe....others might too."

As Jessi headed off with Maria, Steven headed back to his cabin. Suddenly he was a kid again, about to have a date with his dream girl...he hoped he wouldn't have to wait long!
 
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Jessi finished up in the Scullery and headed out. Actually, she hadn't finished her work and had been instead sent away by the woman supervising the Kitchen for having her mind somewhere else, saying, "Knives and slick floors are no place for someone day dreaming."

She'd barely stepped into the passage outside the kitchen when she stopped short at finding Lanny standing just a foot in front of her. Jessi's immediate thought was Fuck! I'm gonna get shivved! Such were some of the thoughts the young woman had been having since relocating from a mountain cabin to a Medium/Maximum Security Prison.

But then she realized that Lanny looked just as surprised as Jessi did. They stared at each other a moment before the older woman began asking the younger one about how things were going: it was a short conversation of short questions and even shorter answers.

Then, Lanny surprised Jessi by moving forward, taking her into her arms, and giving her a gentle hug. Then, backing away to look into the shorter woman's eyes with a smile, Lanny told Jessi, "You'll be fine. You have good people watching over you: your Uncle, the Warden ... Maria..."

And then smiling wider and giving Jessi a wink, she added, "...Jamie."

And then another quick but meaningful hug, Lanny turned and departed, leaving Jessi standing there for a long moment thinking, What ... the ... fuuuuck?

(OOC: Got a pretty serious dentist appointment that will hopefully conclude with a bottle of druuuuuugs :eek:, but I will continue in the cabin later today or tomorrow.)
 
Steven had considered going to work out, just to get the edge off, but he was worried that Jessi might show up early and he wanted to be ready. Now romance was not really his strong suit, but walking out of the mess hall, once he was sure everything had been boxed up and cleaned up for the day, he saw over to his left a small field of wild flowers, so walking over he picked a nice bouquet, daisies, some sun flowers, greeens and then some purplish blue things he didn't have any idea what they were.

He smiled to himself, "Not bad..." He then went off to the "store" and used a bit of his wages to buy a bottle of champagne. Hustling back to his cabin, he put the champagne in the fridge, and went off to take a shower. Even putting a dab of an old bottle of cologne he had gotten as a gift, pre red flu.

He put on his nicest shirt, and best pair of levi's, nice and clean. He looked in the mirror, and had one overwhelming thought. "I don't deserve her...." He brushed his teeth and put on a little music, he would have chosen Sinatra again, but figured she wouldn't like it, so instead put on some more modern country music.

He had an unfamiliar feeling, maybe it was all the thought that was going into this, he was used to acting more spontaneously. Steven had heard the wedding night reference and wasn't exactly sure what that meant either. It didn't matter, it wouldn't be long, and then he would see whatever Maria and Jessi had planned.

He sat down and waited, tapping his toe a bit. Steven couldn't wait to have his young niece back home....here, with him...in their bed!
 
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