Finders Keepers Part 7
By Soltan Bey

        


   "Your looking much better today Mistress Susan," Janine prompted
as Susan entered the kitchen that morning. It was the first time she 
had come out of the bedroom since the 'event' three days ago. 

     Susan smiled, "Can the official name bit OK Janine? It's not like were
at some ceremony." 

"Can I get you something to eat?" Janine asked.
    
  "If you don't mind, that would be nice, yes. Something light, fruit would
be good." 

  Janine found some fresh peaches and sliced a couple up. She sat
and they shared the bowl. Nothing was said for a few moments.

    Janine eyed Susan's face. She looked much better. Last night she 
had managed to convince Susan she should check her injuries. Despite 
Janine's knowlege of Susan's ability to work self healing wonders she 
was surprized at how well and quickly Susan had regenerated. The cut's 
on her back were gone and only a few bruises remained. Susan muttered 
a protest when Janine asked to inspect her vagina but relented saying, 
"If it will keep you from pestering me again, go ahead and look." 
Susan had apologized for her brusk remark when she saw the hurt look 
on Janine's face. Janine, though not by any means a qualified 
gynecologist, felt satisfied there was no major damage. At least not
visible from the limited probing she did. She stopped when Susan
started acting aroused.  

  She wasn't sure but it seemed like Susan's body was much firmer than she
remembered. But then again it had been over a year since she and Susan had
bedded together. 

    "I'll be leaving this morning Janine. I want to thank you for tending
me as you have these past few days."

    Janine brushed a stray blonde hair away from her eye, "Anything
for a fellow clanswoman. What else could I do?" She smiled. "To
do otherwise would be criminal." She paused. "I'm sorry Diana's 
not here to see you off. She is out doing something, she was gone
when I got up this morning."

    Susan noted how Janine's voice and aura changed when she
mentioned Diana. Janine was still upset it appeared. Despite what
Susan had told her yesterday.

    "Quit blaming her Janine. As I told you last night, I got what I wanted.
Though to be a bit honest. I didn't think she would be capable of 
fulfulling me. Not this time."

    Janine shook her head, "I don't understand why you would want
something like that done. What is it you get out of that?"

    Susan looked away. "I don't expect you to. Lets just say I needed
the punishment."

    Janine persisted against her better judgement, but she had to know
what it was that was driving Susan. "Punishment for what Susan? What 
is it you need to be punished for?"

    Susan's eyes riveted back to Janines. "That is none of your business,
no one but mine."

    Janine kept her eyes on Susan's "How can I help you if you don't
speak to me on this matter? You need help Susan. Diana told me
you've been asking for more and more," She waved her hand's in
disgust, " 'punishment' lately. This last time was worst by far. Your 
idea of punishment has become torture Susan." 

    Susan eyed her 3rd ring coven member. "Young Sister of the Third 
Janine. I will speak no more of this matter. Sister Diana of the 
Second  should not have spoken to you of our shared secret."

   Janine pulled back. Susan was no longer speaking as equal to equal, but
as Head Witch to Elantra Clan Sister, and one of the 3rd rank.
 "She told me as one who herself was in deep distress. The pain
she inflicted to  your body hurt her psyche in equal share." She paused,
"You have my word as a Sister of Clan Elantra that word of what
has happend shall not leave this household. What is between you
and Diana is none of my concern."

    Susan nodded, "I thank you Sister of the Third Janine. Your word
bond has been unbroken so far. As for Sister Diana, I did not know
of her pain. I was to busy with myself to notice. I will speak to her
of this and resolve it."

    "You are a most kind woman Janine. Diana is lucky to have you for 
such a close friend." 

      Janine breathed a sigh of relief now that Susan was no longer
using Sister talk. "We've grown very close. We are both lucky."

    "Yes," Susan paused. "I probably won't be seeing either of 
you two again for a while. The next time we meet will most likely
be at the island resort. You two should have good tans by then!"

    Janine's eyes shot up. "That reminds me. I found a fax in our
machine this morning broadcast for you. I'll go get it." 

    She returned shortly. "It's news from the island. It seems Andra
has arrived down there already." She handed the fax to Susan.

    Susan read the fax. She sighed. "Alexandra moves quickly, and on her own 
too. I didn't expect her to just drop in like that. I thought she wanted to meet 
the rest of the clan first." She uttered an ancient witch curse. "This means the 
house wasn't ready. Damn her!"

    Janine sat down. "What needed to be done? I thought the house
was always ready. Was it damaged by someone who rented it?"

    Susan shook her head. "No, but the place was wired, you know, like 
most of our other places are. I told Lorena to see to it the system was
removed before Andra arrived." She sighed. "This is just going to
make things more complicated."

    Janine shrugged, "Perhaps, perhaps not. I don't see why it matters
though, not as long as she doesn't find out about it." She pulled a 
section of peach out of the bowl. "Besides, unless she's some sort
of electonic whiz girl she'd never know."

    Susan crumpled the fax. "That's just it. She is. Whiz first class." 
She sighed again. "She might use that for an excuse to cancel our
deal, assuming she finds out."

    "Hmm, well I suppose someone better get hopping on that." Janine quipped
as she plucked another peach section from the bowl. 

    Susan unfolded the fax and looked at it. "And this Gomez family, 
what the hell is she doing? I told her no one but her and clans women.
This report says that Gomez woman and her husband are 'employees'
of Andra. Great! Not only that but they brought their little boy along."

    Janine puckered her lips. "Well, if that's unacceptable just tell her they
have to go."

    Susan rolled her eyes. "Don't be stupid. She holds the cards we want.
No, I'll just have to have you two find out whats up. Diana will have
to go down there immediately, ASAP. I can't count on Lorena to handle
all the loose ends and Marie has other things to worry about as well. 
That leaves you two. This just means the time table has been moved up."

    It was Janine's turn to sigh. "Well, what will be, will be. I'll need
time to close up shop here and will join Diana down there later, 
as we planned."

    Susan nodded. "She shouldn't mind. She likes surprizes anyway."
She laughed. "She mentioned the other day how the two weeks or so
would be long ones, how she couldn't wait to get down there. Well, 
I guess the Goddess was listening to her!" 

    Janine laughed along, glad to see Susan in higher spirits.

    Susan wrote out out a lengthy Coven's Order Directive. "Be
sure Diana see's this as soon as she returns, Janine". 
Susan asked Janine to call a cab for her, as she needed to leave
and tend to more pressing things.

    
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    Susan told the cabby she wanted to be taken to the the airport 
district. When she arrived she went to a car rental agency and rented 
a car using alternate identification. One of many fake, yet legit,  ID 
persona's she could assume if she needed. One perk of having and 
inside straight to the USSS, via  Linda, was paperwork creation of any 
kind.

  She found a hotel on the far west outskirts of town to check into 
and used yet another ID there.  She ordered a dinner to be sent up 
which she ate, then she took a shower. 

    Susan stretched out on the bed and rested for a few hours before
heading out to do a bit of shopping for some fresh clothing. The nice
suit she had on, one of several spares she kept at Diana's place, 
was unsuitable for what she needed to do. Besides, she noticed
it was a bit tight around the hips and shoulders. She let out a gay laugh
and thought about the things to come. Soon she would begin an intense
program to cause the Nans inside her to begin improving her form. 

  Already she felt younger and more powerful than ever before as the Nan's had 
been at work cleaning up and doing the tasks Andra had assigned to them. No 
longer would she have to use her powers to remove the effects of ageing on 
herself, no those powers could now soley be dedicated to outward influencing 
when required.  The unique organs within her body that allowed for the 
manipulation of these forces she could sense were being modified as the Nan's
reacted to the stress's she had undergone these past weeks. Not to mention the
severe stress she had undergone during her last session with Diana Valkens.
                                                          

  The unique organs that allowed her to manipulate the forces she called "The
Source", and she only knew of one way to replenish The Source when it was
in need of sustenance. If she didn't replenish The Source she would have died
long ago as it was part and partial of the 'witching' powers she had at her 
disposal. Of course now that she had the Nan keeping watch over her cellular
structure and maintaining it without the aide of The Source she felt much more
at ease than she would have in the past when The Source had run so low on 
reserves. She had severly depleted The Source's reserve during her seduction 
of Andra. She had held nothing back.  If she didn't have Andra's Nans working
to restore her she would be in a near state of total panic. 

   Comfortable or not, miracle Nans or not, tonight she would have to replenish 
The Source's reserves.  She felt the need to take immediate action to restore 
the  herself. She had to, there simply was no time to allow her system to 
restore itself naturally over a period of weeks. No time, there was to much to 
do, and quickly. Others may have to be manipulated and she needed the power
The Source provided to do that.

  The thought frightened her. Perhaps she had gone too far with having Andra 
work her magic those few days they were together. Perhaps she would loose her 
talent! She forced calm upon herself and considered another possibility.

  Time enough for that later, right now she was too busy. Perhaps 
sometime next week she would jaunt down to the Carib. Something
she would need to be doing anyway. But not now. No, there were
other pressing matters. 

    She decided to spend the next week stressing herself at various gyms around 
this city, discovering how Andra's Nans would react, then spending the evenings 
finding some suitable choices to replenish her Source's reserves.

 She would have to move slower than the others. She was unique.

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    Toby Jenkins pulled his beat up old Chevy truck into the Dead
Slot Bar parking lot. He had just decided to go out for the night
and get a few beers after a hard days work at the shop. Being
an optomistic sort of fellow he made sure to clean up real good
at the apartment before heading out. "Never know, Fat Boy, ya
might get lucky", he had said to himself earlier.

    Being divorced and on his own again he was on the prowl. Maybe
find him something to pick up at the bar tonight. Some sweet young
thing that knew a good time  when she saw one. 

    The Dead Slot Bar was fairly crowded tonight and the band, 
it was Country Western this week, was cranking out some famous
"She Done Me Wrong" tune. Toby chuckled and hummed along
as he tumbled his was to the bar and eventually got the barkeeps
attention. 

    "Miller Draft tonight Steve," Toby knew Steve, the barkeep 
tonight,  pretty well, being a regular customer of this bar.

     "Off the diet again?" Steve joked. Toby was a tad overweight
and usually ordered 'lite' beer. 

    "Aww, watch that mouth boy," Toby jabbed back. "You treat me 
right and I might tip ya again." 

    "Sheeet, you never tip." Steve placed the bottle on the counter.
     "On your tab or you paying cash tonight?"

    "On the tab, unless my credits gone bad all the sudden." Toby
took a sip of the ice cold beer. One reason he loved this bar was
they knew how a beer should be served. Ice Cold. 

    "Naw, your credits still good." Steve went on to the next
customer, some fancy dressed guy with a cute chick. Toby
eyed the lady for a second but pulled his eyes away before
lingering to long. Best not do eyeball the ones spoken for. 

    He eyeballed the dance stage, which had a good sized crowd
boogling to the slow music. Then his eyes caught an amazing site.
There was a D-Y-N-O-M-I-T-E redhead sitting at one of the
sidetables not to far from the edge of the dancefloor. Alone.

    Not only alone, but she had her eyes on his. Soon as he
looked at hers they locked like radar and she smiled the warmest smile.
His heart went up in his throat as he walked over. "Howdy mam, 
my names Toby, Toby Jenkins. You care to dance?" He had to speak
kind of loud as he bent over, on account the music was so loud. Lord did 
smell good too. Like something out of a dream.

    The redhead smiled. "Well I certainly would." She got up and
placed her hand in his. God was she beautiful! Wearing one of
those nice two piece numbers with a frilly long sleeved white blouse.
Her hair was that radiant shade of red. Looked real too.

    He put his beer down and they moved toward the dance floor. 
He was real careful not to step on her toes with his big ox like 
size 14 clodhoppers as they moved across the floor. He noticed she
wasn't scared to get in real close neither. Since it was a slow dance
he got a real good feel and she didn't seem to mind his hands on
her back at all. Man was this his lucky night or what!"

    He was a good 6" taller than she was so when she talked
in that low quiet voice of hers he had to bend over to hear her. 
"So, Toby, you married? " She asked.

    "Nope, been divorced for five years now. I'm living the life
of the devout single man now. " He joked. Course wasn't all
that much of a joke. Being single had it's advantages. He wasn't
telling.

    The band was just about finished with the tune and he sure
was enjoying this woman's instant friendliness. She was firm
as could be under that frilly blouse too. Real firm.  Nice big breasts to go
with the package. Toby usually didn't get to dance with a gal like this.
Sure would be a good night to remember.

    The band fell silent and he reluctently broke with the redhead. 
She pulled his hand back toward the table. Man, he was Lucky tonight!

    When they got to the table she picked up her glass and looked
at him with those dreamy green eyes. "Lets go find a quiet
corner to go talk in for a Toby. It's too noisy over here."

    "Sure!" Toby grabbed his  beer  and guided her to the far end
of the bar. After a bit of hunting they found a table that was
unoccupied and free of bar slop. 

    "Want another drink,? er, Say I don't know your name yet!" Toby
said. 
    
       "No, I'm fine Toby. Thanks" She pulled him down in the
chair next to her and she moved in real close. "So Toby, lets 
talk for a while and see what happens."

    Toby knew the drill. This gal was a player and wanted to play
what's my line for a while before making her mind up. They chatted
for quite a while and he ended up telling her all kinds of stuff about
himself. Stuff he normally wouldn't talk about, especially to 
a stranger. Heck. Most especially to a knock out babe like this
chick. Hell, she was just too much. Something about her though
just made him blab on and on. She sure was a good listener. Hell
he even forgot about getting another beer for himself.

    She really warmed him up when she reached over and stroked his big 
fat belly ."You shouldn't worry so much about that, some women like a 
extra big man. Guys like you are extra vital. So much more for a woman 
to sink her claws in."

    The way she said it was so sexy. She meant it too. He began
to have doubts though. Maybe she was a pro and figured him for 
a easy mark. Didn't make sense though cause she hadn't made
any pro like moves or suggestions yet. 

   Before he could wonder bout much more she reached between
his legs and rubbed his dick. Real smooth like too. Nobody was looking.
She whispered in his ear. "Lets get out of here and get someplace
private, so we can be alone together."

    Toby couldn't think of to many reasons to go against that idea. He
didn't waste any time escorting this knock out babe out the door and
into the parking lot. When they got to his truck she grabbed him and
gave him a world tour kiss. God was she a hot one!

    "See my car over there? She pointed. Was one of those 
cars that looks like most any other car. "I'll follow you to
your place, OK?" She asked.

    Toby was sure to drive real slow so she wouldn't get lost.

    ........................

    Toby noted the time on the dash radio clock , 11 p.m., as he
pulled his truck into his parking slot at the apartment. A quick
glance showed the little lady had pulled her car into a slot some 
ten or so slots away. 

    He got out of his truck and waited for her to walk over, he noticed
she was looking around a lot. "Nice complex Toby." 

    "Ya, well it gets the job done." He slid his hand behind
her back and walked her toward his pad. By the time they reached
his ground floor apartment she had got him extra warmed up with
that hand of hers, rubbing his big back. 

    He fumbled with the keys, felt like a school age kid again, that
clumsy way a guy gets around a girl. That hand of hers still
stroking his back and shoulders while he fumbled. God, he was
all thumbs all the sudden.

    After what seemed like an eternity he got the door open and they were 
inside. Once he had the door locked she practically pulled him to his bedroom. 
She wasted no time at all helping him get his clothes off and she made sure he 
washed his privates real good before they went any further. Once he was all 
cleaned up proper like, she pushed him to the bed. It was like she couldn't 
wait!

    She pulled her clothes off with a good deal of flair and made a show of it. 
He had  a major hard on by the time she was finished teasing him. God was she 
built. Solid hard bod like a guy only saw on one of those fitness gals. Big ol 
titties too. Like a couple of small melons. Firm as a teenage gal too. Shit Ya! 

    She slid into bed and he went to put his meaty paw on her
big melon breasts. She grabbed his hand. "Toby, only one rule.
I do all the riding." 

    Toby grinned. "Sure thing sugar." He didn't blame her. Last time he weighed 
himself the scale almost pegged out at 300 lbs, and most of it was beer and 
pretzel muscle. 

    She laughed with a odd glint in her eye and climbed on top of his gut. He 
got a good of her titties then. Big ol super firm ones, quite unlike any other 
tits he had ever felt up before. She pushed herself down so his face got a good 
feel to. 

    His pecker was crying for attention as she was grinding
her cunt into his soft gut in a kinda circular motion. Her big
tits pushing into his face the whole while. Toby was in hog heaven.

    She started this wierd moaning that was really hot, kinda
of a deep rumble sound almost. She hadn't even touched his
dick yet and he felt like he was going to explode. Hell, all she
had done so far was grind her cunt into his lower gut, but she
was so damn hot , he didn't care. This gal was working herself
up to something big. 

   So was he. The longer she did whatever it was she was doing the 
more he felt the pressure. He wanted to pop so bad it hurt. Toby 
hadn't felt a wad pressure like this in years, if ever. He was about 
ready to do something about it and grab her hips so he could move her 
down to where all the action was. He couldn't stand it any longer.
 
  But she moved first.  

    She was worked up into some kind of wildcat frenzy  when she reared up her 
ass and grabbed his dick with her hand. In a flash she had her hot cunt, and it 
really was hot,  wrapped around his dick.  She was just in time too 
cause he felt his wad release like a nuke going off. He felt her thighs grip his 
hips so tightly it almost hurt. Her arms clamped down on his ribcage in like 
manner. 

    The heat. She felt so hot.  He wondered how it was he was cumming 
so much. Seemed like some sort of dream all the sudden. He began to 
feel weird, kind of faint like.

   She moaned so much, all that moaning. Each time he felt another  
impossible wave of  orgasmic energy pumping out of him she moaned in 
response.

   His reality shifted. Now it seemed like when she moaned she was 
pulling him into her. Making him cum  into her again,. but that was 
impossible.  Fuck, he blew his tiny wad already, course it was impossible.

  He tried to get up but she was holding him like a vice, besides he 
felt too weak to do much now.  He was getting weaker each time he came. 
He wanted to get up. Something was wrong. No. This can't be happening. 

She moaned that deep moan again. He came in response. He felt so weak. No. So 
weak. Getting weaker. Tired. It felt like he was shrinking and she was wrapped 
around him like a blanket or something. 

    She stopped for a while and things got quiet like. He tried to get up but he 
couldn't. All he could do was lay there wondering what was happening.  She was 
so hot. So fucking hot. 

    He tried to say something but all that came out was a croak. 
He wanted to get up. Still can't move. Her thighs were gripping him
even tighter now, or so it seemed. Had to be cause it hurt more than before.  

    He felt smothered, like he couldn't breath anymore. Like being under a 
blanket  and using up all the air.  The light by the desk was getting dim. He 
felt her pulling him again, that moan. Was a deep rumbling moan. All the sudden 
the light went out.


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