My Little Farm Girl

She’s still battling her shyness though when it comes to talking dirty during sex, something I admit is a big fucking turn on for me.

I don’t want to force her and I certainly don’t want it to sound mechanical when she begs me to fuck her, but it’s something I need, so it’s something she’s going to have to learn.

I know it’s just her upbringing that’s keeping her from crossing that line, and even though she confessed to enjoying it the other night, she still needs work.

Maybe I’m pushing it a bit far having her masturbate in front of the camera while practicing saying the words for me to watch and critique later, or maybe it’ll force her over that last hurdle.

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I had a meet with my head of security to discuss his team’s findings so far. I wasn’t expecting too much since they hadn’t been on the job that long but he seemed to think I might be interested in whatever it was he had.

It was no surprise to me when he finally showed up at my office with the surveillance photos that Marion knew the woman from the museum and was seen meeting with her on more than one occasion.

On one occasion she can be seen passing off what can only be a payoff envelope. I had no idea who the shady looking character she’d been lunching with the day after could be but was assured that he was now under my men’s radar.

Marion had petitioned the board for more time before she had to exit the apartment. At first I was of the mind to go throw her out my damn self, but then I realized it suited my purposes just fine for now, to have her where I could find her.

“This is good do we know who the other female is?”

“We’re working on it sir these were only taken yesterday and since the younger female fit the description of the woman you first mentioned to BOLO I thought I’d get these to you. About the other thing, he seems clean, maybe a little too clean if you know what I mean.”

“What does that mean a little too clean?” It kind of reminded me of Kitten, I’m sure if anyone went digging for dirt on her they’d find roses, the girl was as true as they come, a dying breed if not the last in the free world.

“Josh Crane seems to have just appeared out of thin air a couple years ago. He’s from the San Fernando Valley, went to Berkeley on a scholarship did pretty okay, then he disappeared for a few years and now he’s back. Can’t find anything on him really other than that. I’ve got some people working on it but it might take some time.”

“Hmm, nothing on him here in New York? How did he get this gig?”

“An agency as far as I can tell. Your people sent out hunters and he got caught in the net. The good news is he doesn’t seem to have any kind of criminal history.”

“Okay, thanks. Keep me posted.” It was almost time for her to call, I couldn’t wait for whatever hijinks she’d gotten up to today. Seems leaving her on her own for any length of time brings out the kid in her and her journal the last two days have been most enlightening.

When she did call though, all thoughts of kidding around or teasing her about the video she was supposed to make flew out the window. “Baby what’s wrong?”

“Callan, help me.”

“Fuck where are you?”

“Home, I’m home please hurry.” I heard retching and then the toilet flushing and her loud moans that sounded like she was at death’s door before the phone cut off.

What the fuck could’ve happened? In the five minutes it took me to get home I lost a couple years off my life. “Baby where are you?” I ran through the apartment with my heart in my throat when there was no answer. Finding her passed out on the bathroom floor wasn’t a great help either.

“Kitten, baby, what the fuck?” I got down there with her and rolled her over into my arms, she was hot and clammy and her face was flush.

There weren’t any obvious signs of damage and I didn’t know what I was supposed to do, not a good feeling for a guy like me. I tried to stand with her in my arms and that’s when the fun really begun.

“Owwww, no don’t touch me, please just let me die, so hot…” She mumbled a few other things that made absolutely no sense but when she held her stomach and groaned I think I was starting to get the message.

“Baby I have to lift you. I can’t leave you here on the floor. I’ll be careful, I promise. Just hold on, okay.” She didn’t answer me and I didn’t expect her to. I saw the blood when I lifted her up.

“Shit! Baby do you have your stuff those tampon things?” she shook her head and tried to hide her face in my chest. Of course she doesn’t Callan when would she have had time?