Both men looked very contrite and Lena felt a little sorry for worrying them so much. “Do you really think I’m in danger? Nothing has happened so far,” she said, biting her lip.
Hal walked into the room and sat on the bed beside her. “We can’t be sure, but until we figure out how Simon and Frank are connected and exactly what they were doing, I don’t think you will be safe. The FBI has been watching both of them for years but hasn’t had enough evidence to do anything. They have someone undercover in both banks trying to make connections, and hopefully will have something soon.”
“So what am I supposed to do in the meantime? Put my life on hold and hide, like a scared rabbit? I refuse to do that and I refuse to put the people I care about in harm’s way. There has to be a way out of this.” Lena was so confused and tired. She didn’t think she had ever been so tired in her life.
“If I stay here, I can have my own room and you won’t—” She paused, trying to think of a nice way to say take advantage of me. “You won’t try anything and I’ll just be your house guest.”
“Lena, nothing will happen that you don’t want to. Nobody stays in this room. We each have our own rooms. You won’t be putting anyone out by staying here. You can stay here as long as you want to,” Hal said, a look of relief on his face. He had thought they were going to have a bigger battle with her and all he wanted was to see her safe.
“Here are your clothes. Get dressed and we will take you to your apartment to get anything you might need to stay here for a few days,” R. J. told her, handing her the clothes.
Lena nodded and absently took the clothes out of his hand. She really didn’t have a better plan and if what they said was true she needed some place safe.
Chapter Four
R.J. couldn’t believe the neighborhood Lena lived in. The building was dilapidated and looked ready to fall down. There were people sitting outside her building begging and trash everywhere. Lena smiled and greeted people by name, stepping over trash and debris. She cheerfully led them through the lobby of the building where several people loitered and children played.
“I thought this building was safer because you had to have a key to get into it. I found out about a week after I moved here that that wasn’t true and the lock on the door didn’t work. When I called management to complain about it they said they would look into it, but nothing ever happened. After I called five or six times with the same result, I gave up. The people here are nice and I haven’t had any trouble,” she said, guiding them through the maze of people and furniture in the stair- and hallways. She didn’t want to tell them about people trying to get into her apartment at night. They didn’t need to know that. “It wasn’t this bad when I looked at it and I was going to move when my lease was up, but I can’t afford it now.” She didn’t want to tell them about the parties and the drug deals in the stairwells. That would really freak them out, she thought.
She stopped and reached to unlock the door in front of them. Hal stepped in front of her and opened the door. It was like walking into a different world. Gone were the gloomy, dark hallways, the chipped and fading paint. It was like walking into a different universe.
She had painted the room a bright sunny yellow, and there were cheerful curtains and a vibrant throw over the couch. The room was small and very clean. She had placed colorful screens to portion off the room into separate areas for cooking, sleeping, and resting. It should have looked cramped and crowded, but her use of color and the arrangement of the furnishings made it look comfy and cozy.
Lena led the way into her home and waved her arm to indicate they could sit on the couch. “Let me get a bag and I’ll grab some things,” she said, walking into the room and heading for the back corner. Soon they heard things rustling and she was back within a few minutes. “That will do for a few days. I just need to set up the plants. They all have self-watering pots so they will be okay for a few days. I have just a few more things to do. Do you want something to drink while you wait? Should we take something out to Thurston?” Lena asked as she continued gathering things. Thurston had decided to stay with the car. He had taken one look around and pulled a gun out of the glove compartment and laid it on the seat beside him. This seemed to strike R.J. and Hal as funny, and they both teased the man as they helped her out of the car. All Thurston said was, “Just in case, sir,” then picked up his newspaper and started reading.
“Thurston will be fine, honey, and so will we. You just do what you need to so we can get to dinner,” Hal told her, grabbing her e-reader off the table and turning it on.
Lena was intent on doing what she needed and didn’t notice that Hal and R.J. were looking at her e-reader until she went to look for it to pack it. “Where’s my…” she
started to ask halfway to herself, when she noticed the men had their heads together and were looking at something. She walked around the couch to see what they were looking at. Her eyes got wide when she saw them with her e-reader. She immediately went into a panic. She had all her erotic romances on there. She didn’t need them seeing that. How long had they been looking at it? They really didn’t need to know her reading habits. Trying to be casual, she walked over to them and said, “Hey, I’m ready. I just need to find my…oh, there it is. My e-reader, I need to pack that.” She reached for it.
“Not so fast, I’m reading something,” R.J. said as he started reading out loud, “Then he pulled Samantha facedown over his lap, adjusting her so that her bare pussy—”
Lena grabbed for the e-reader. “Give me that…I…I. Please don’t read any more out loud,” she pleaded when Hal captured her hand with his and pulled her down to sit on his lap. Lena tried to hide her face when R.J. moved the e-reader to his other side and continued reading.
“Her bare pussy was wet and ready, waiting for him and his brothers.”
“Oh, please, please stop reading,” Lena pleaded. If she could disappear she would. She was more likely to die of embarrassment before that happened, though.
“Hold on, this is the good part,” R.J. said as he once again continued the story. “Stop interrupting. Okay, remember Samantha is facedown over Jared’s lap and her pussy is bare.”
“Yeah, we got that part. Go on,” Hal told him impatiently.
Lena turned her face into Hal’s shoulder. How much more embarrassed could she get?
“Before they could have their fun, Jared, Jake, and Jordan had a punishment to administer. Samantha had earned a spanking with her rude behavior and that was something they would not tolerate. Jared rubbed his hand over Samantha’s bare ass cheeks, rubbing soothing circles over her lush bottom. It was pert and round, nicely cushioned just like he and his brothers liked. He couldn’t wait for them all to take her. He would take that virgin pussy while his brother Jake took her round little hole. They would have to be careful and prepare her. Samantha hadn’t had many experiences with men and never with men like the three of them.”
R.J. stopped reading and laid the device down. “Nice choice of reading material, darling.”
“If you’re done, can you go now?” Lena asked. She just wanted them gone. At this point she didn’t care if she ever saw them again.
Hal cupped her face with both of his hands. “Don’t be embarrassed about your choice of reading material. It says a lot about you and the kind of woman you are,” he said, smiling.
Yeah, it shows what kind of pervert I am, she thought.
As if he could read her thoughts, R.J. said, “Don’t be ashamed of your feelings or of who you are. Everyone has their own kink, and there are more poly couples than you think.”
“There are? So this kind of thing isn’t weird or something the author made up just to sell books?” she asked, relaxing a little. When she read her books they took her to another world where she could be a woman loved by one or more men and not shamed for her desires. “Is the spanking part real, too?” She was a little embarrassed asking the question but really wanted to know. When she had asked Simon or Frankie to spank her they had looked at her like she was crazy and she was so ashamed she never would talk with them about it again.