All of the headaches have gone and someday the pain will too. I still donít know what
happened and itís probably best. At least now I have time to stress less and enjoy life more.
Gaby was still at my side, taking better care of me now than ever before.
Sunday-to-Sunday cooking, cleaning and laundering. Her songs were so much brighter. She was
in now and had claimed her prize in every sense.
We finally joined forces and settled down. Ended up selling both of our homes and moving
to Florida along with two girls and a boy that we adopted. Oh and my cat.
I did retire from the corporate world. Decided that I could do so much better. Gaby's
business was good. Not only bigger and better, but of course out the zone!.
We even opened three new locations: Atlanta, San Francisco and New Orleans.
FLORIDA was a big move for me but I finally settled down and adjusted to a new life. I
was even getting comfortable sitting on the front porch in the morning sipping hot butter-rum
mocha and absorbing the southern coast rays. I had now become a creature of habit, watching my
wife and son every morning climb into the Land Rover and begin their day. Even sitting an
additional hour watching on my two girls run out of the house excited to walk to school with their
new found friends. They had no problems adjusting to our different way of living.
Two years have past since we moved from Cali and everyone here has been real kind and
courteous, something you don't find in the big cities anymore. We all made new friends and had
our own agendas.
The day we moved in, the welcome committee (I mean the neighborhood watchers) were
standing or passing the driveway greeting us with bright smiles and funny faces. It felt good to
know that people still cared or just plain nosey which was cool too because my family was
During our meets and greets, I noticed that a cab had pulled up and parked two houses
over but no one ever got in or out. I didn't pay it much mind at first until the next few days when
it was there again.
Mysterious encounters occurred over a period of time. One day I was out watering the
grass and talking with a neighbor when I got a glimpse of the cab driver that definitely looked like
someone I've seen before. Each time we made eye contact, the cab would speed away. Days, even
months went by that the same cab would be parked either across the street or diagonal from my
house again with no passengers. My first thought was perhaps he was self-employed or visiting
somebody on the block, since there were several new families we hadn't yet met and this was a
new community. Until this cab started driving by and stopping too often.
Suspicion kicked in the day this driver pulled up as I was running down the street behind
my son and asked me for directions to downtown while talking on his chirp. He's in the business
of knowing the streets. Why in the hell was he asking me.
I was already headed down the block so I decided to speak with the neighborhood deputy
who lived a few houses over. Apparently he too found something peculiar about this parked cab
on a regular basis. And at some point, he put the local boys to work. My concern was not only for
the safety of my family, but for the other kids on the block as well. Who knew what this fool was
Key West is a beautiful place to be especially downtown Market Place. It's the spot on the
weekends. Good food, live entertainment and very festive. Everything you want and don't need is
here in a cart, hanging by a string, in a bag or prepared to order. Gaby and I was spending entirely
too much time down here, 'cause most of, if not all of the vendors knew us by name.
On one of our adventurous weekends, we stopped by our favorite market. When I
suspected that we were being followed. I never noticed before and it didn't occur to me until now
that this was the same scruffy looking face from the dark blue Van.
I had no idea how long we were being monitored and I didn't want Gaby to freak out. So I
casually pulled her along with me into Jobo's restaurant where we got a table in the back. I had
Gaby order some eat while I excused myself to call upon an old acquaintance.
Apparently he had been eyeballing us for a while. We've been routinely visiting this spot
for almost two years and most of the faces were pretty familiar.
I received a return phone call shortly after dinner and was instructed to go about our
regular activities. "Don't change up and make him nervous. He already knows your routine.Ē
After hearing that, I decided that it would be best to leave the kids with Gaby's brother Zali who
lived on the north side of town.
Every weekend like clockwork we made our routine runs: drop off the kids off at Zali's,
have breakfast, pick up our dry cleaning and whatnot then going into town. Visit and revisit
everything from Zabotini Imports to Dally's World Finest Chocolates.
On one particular week day, people were shuffling along like cattle. There seemed to be
more folks on the sidewalks than usual. Suddenly I was feeling a bit uneasy as my thoughts
became preoccupied by the presence of a ghost. While walking and talking with Gaby I kept
seeing this woman mysteriously appear and disappear into the crowd. This was starting to spook
me. As we stopped to pick fresh vegetables and sample fine wines and cheeses, I glanced around
the crowd - she was gone. Just as we were circling some tasting tables, a woman wearing all black
and emitting a defined fragrance brushed me. The same fragrant Kalia wore. I was either on the
verge of another breakdown or somebody was playing nasty games. Either way - I didn't care for
We continued on cruising the food quarters when I saw her again several tables across
from us. Fear must have shown in my eyes along with the sweat pouring down my face because
when Gaby looked at me she almost choked. She stepped in front of me palming my face "Baby,
what's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost!Ē I did and didn't know how to explain it or if I
should. I stood there in total shock. I closed and opened my eyes. I searched around and over
people nothing. Gaby, not really knowing what else to do, grabbed my arm and pulled me outside
for air. Just as I caught my breath, I spotted that woman walking briskly, almost running through
the crowd across the street but she was too far ahead to catch. This was bullshit. Somebody was
fucking with my head and I didn't like it. I didn't like it at all.
When we returned home I headed straight for the bar in our den and fixed me a drink. This
was definitely becoming a problem because it's been a long time since I had a drink. Luckily, I
kept my dads house warming gift Courvosier. As I poured, Gaby called everyone from my past
that she knew. Even took the bottle from me after the third glass.
She called my parents in Cali first. Mom called my doctor. The doctor recommended
drugs or the nut house. My moms told my dad who suggested a lobotomy or a bottle in front of
me. I was already working on the next to last suggestion. Then she called for NŽichel. This was
It was close to midnight when the house phone started ringing. Fortunately, the kids were
still at Zali's. Unfortunately, Gaby was just as nervous and now pacing the floor with me.
Von and NŽichel had caught a cab from the airport and was in route - calling. After three
or four knocks, I staggered to open the door and NŽichel was already locked into my emotional
distress. Von headed straight to Gaby for comfort. A few moments of greeting went by before
Gaby started working the kitchen for refreshments. Von trucked along behind her. NŽichel sat on
the floor in front of me with her hands on my knees. "Ayal, wats up babe? This is supposed to be
a new beginning for you.Ē Glancing toward the girls' in the kitchen. She whispered, "You have
my undivided attention now.Ē I didn't know where to start or what to say except "This is crazy
man. I keep seeing Kalia everywhere I go. She's in my sleep. I'm being followed around town and
somebody has been scoping my house. This bullshit has to stop!Ē
At one point in our conversation I was pouring out my heart. The next, daddy's cognac
was talking 'cause I was feeling undaunted and ready to kick anybody's ass.
A cell phone started ringing in the distance. Von quickly dashed outside to answer. We all
moved from the kitchen, to parking our behinds on the sofas in the den. Gaby sat beside me, then
took a hard swig of what was my drink. Offered NŽichel her pleasure while we waited for Von to
return. Then she asked how long they would be staying as she pointed down the hall toward the
bedrooms. "The kids are with my brother. You can stay as long as it takes.Ē NŽichel responded
by holding Gaby's hand.
Von found her way back after I had already recapped details of my latest experiences to
NŽichel. During which time Gaby got up to prepare beds for our guests and suggested that we
start fresh first thing in morning which sounded just fine to me.
It was a rough night for me, which meant Gaby didn't sleep either. The more I tossed and
turned the more agitated she became. Curiosity was now hanging by a limb. No one ever
really knew what happened to Kalia? Did Kalia's mother actually identify her body? Who was in
Ojai? Whatever happened to the investigation or medical report? And where is Kalia or Myrna?
Suddenly a flashback reminded me of Kalia's mother charging at me in the hospital. I don't recall
any family members insisting on seeing the body. Was she really dead or was somebody playing a
The sun was rising high in the sky as I slowly faded away. Gaby finally went to sleep.
There were dried tears on her face and pillow. I just drifted in and out the entire night. Who
would have ever thought one person could cause so much trouble dead or alive?
Sometime in the mid-morning I heard very heavy footsteps creeping down the hall. I knew
whose they were but I was a whole lot of uneasy and my emotional state was very unpredictable.
I'm no coward and fear nobody especially in my own home, but Gaby saw fear in my face for the
second time and did the best thing - she waited for sleep to catch me then removed every weapon
within my reach.
Two knocks on the bedroom door, a slight creek and a warm soft greeting entered the
room followed by the smell of fresh coffee. Gaby didn't budge. Baby was exhausted. Up all night
babysitting me. I left her in bed and strolled to the kitchen behind Von.
"Where's NŽichel?Ē I inquired. "She's out taking care of some things, she'll be back soon.
Sit down with me and have some eat and coffee.Ē I like how people just take over your house,
but I guess it's just as well. Neither Gaby nor me was in condition to do it and somebody had to -
I liked Von in the feminine sense that she was a lot like Myrna. On a positive note, she
was very calm, always the lady and knew her business. But her negative, was quiet, shifty and
sneaky. You see Von, is a stunning young woman that possess a kind of coolness that is almost
frightening, indomitable and complex. Her disposition makes everyone a target of corruption.
Now NŽichel on the other hand, is a roughneck. Outspoken, hard bodied, surly and very
intimidating. She was also very smooth and her soft side was precise, consistent and reliable.
Probably the best person to know when in need.
By early afternoon Gaby made an appearance. NŽichel was returning from her business as
well. Von and I were still sitting at the kitchen table. "You look like shit!Ē NŽichel politely
expressed directing her focus on me as she entered the kitchen with a bag of groceries. Gaby took
them off her hands. "Thank you, you're looking mighty fine yourself,Ē I replied while watching
Von pour coffee for all then turning to wash the few dishes that remained in the sink. She was
about to prepare lunch for us when NŽichel, who had a very distasteful look on her face, needed
to share more disturbing information. "I need everyone's attention please.Ē She reached in her
briefcase. "As I mentioned to you previously. I have been working a case that some how relates to
your mishaps.Ē She exhaled then briefed, "With some favors, I managed to obtain a copy of the
coroner's report and the medical records. Case and point: the woman's body found in the vehicle
used drugs, heavy drugs as a matter of fact, there were needle tracks in her armpits and thighs.
From what has reported, this was not Kalia!Ē I folded my arms over my head then laid across the
table. Gaby leaned into my back. I was observing Vons's reaction as she continued, "If Kalia
never use drugs as is reported, then the person or persons responsible should have known this to
be a primary.Ē NŽichel kept rambling on. Von, now standing, had become mobile and
uncomfortable. "Detective Shimmel claims that DMV is unable to locate the registered owner of
the recovered vehicle.Ē By this time, NŽichel had also noticed Vons' change in behavior but
turned her attention back to us.
Deeply focused on the file, NŽichel lifted some paperwork and flipped through the pages.
But before she could continue, Von reached over Gaby and snatched the folder from her "How
accurate is this report. It don't say nothing about Kalia not being dead!Ē Ooo If looks could kill,
her ass was d-e-d dead!!
NŽichel snatched the folder back, glared over the rim of her glasses and continued with a
hardened voice "It states here that the blood samples drawn from the car did not match the
alcohol levels measured in her blood stream. Vons nasty-tude responded "Anything could've
happened to her!Ē She moved around the table and directed her comment to me "For all we know
she could've been killed by someone crazy!Ē
Oh, I know she didn't just accuse me and in my house. NŽichels' face equally heated to
three shades of rage. When I stood up she quickly backed up and made her way to the front door.
That was the safest place for her. But before I could reach out and touch her, I heard two doors
slam - first the front door then a car door. Gaby and NŽichel ran up behind me. I turned to
NŽichel "Is she crazy or something! You brought her here. You better deal wit it!Ē
With a firm grasp on that folder and a angered expression, NŽichel returned to the kitchen.
Placed everything back inside her briefcase and headed down the hall to the bedroom.
I heard the chirping of a cell phone, then soft words spoken. Gaby and I were walking
back to the kitchen when the floor creaked. She quickly ended her call. I turned again and she was
covering a 22c in a holster just above her ankle and was placing a 9mm in a shoulder harness
under her jacket. I watched her load up, then pleaded "I'm going with you!Ē
"No you're not! You stay your ass here and
take care of your household! I'll be back!Ē Gaby stormed out of the house and was sitting on the
back porch staring at the sky holding herself and rocking. NŽichel jetted out the front door. Again
I fell helpless. And once again I had no choice but to do as I was told. I went outside to sit with
We didn't hear from NŽichel for almost two days. No phone calls. No messages. Nothing.
I didn't like this. I didn't like this at all. I knew I was crazy, but I had no idea of how nutty she
was. All of this madness was making everybody crazy.
Worried for the both of us and falling apart by the hour, I found myself pacing less and
drinking more. We had become prisoners in our own home and didn't know why. Whoever
wanted me needed to leave my family out of it.
NŽichel returned exactly two days later. She didn't seem concerned with Vons absence.
Nor did she discuss what happened.
When she came through my front door she summoned, "I need to talk to you two now!Ē
She didn't waste anytime on chatter. We gathered around the kitchen table and listened as she
announced that from this moment forward her team would be conducting their own
She pulled up a chair very close to me and opened her briefcase. Placed a pen, pad and
micro cassette on the table, then started with the interrogation "Ayal, why did you
and Kalia break up?Ē NŽichel looked at Gaby then back at me. I replied, "There wasn't anymore
loveĒ Gaby was standing behind me with her hand on my shoulder. "Do you think her sisters
could have harmed her in any way?Ē
"What do you mean?Ē
"Do you think Kristle or Kendra had a vendetta against her?Ē
"No, and I don't understand where you're going with this.Ē
NŽichel leaned forward clasping her hands. She glared at me as if defiance would create a
counter point for self-incrimination. What she asked next totally compromised our relationship.
She deliberately impugned me with, "Where were you when Kalia was found in Ojai?Ē I couldn't
believe this shit. She was trying to associate me with this crime. I needed to reach out to touch
her but before I could plant my fist she reckoned,
"Ayal, my questioning is not to accuse you but to assist and protect your well being by
bringing closure to this madness. Please keep in mind that I am a friend, however, I'm an officer
of the law first. Try not to take this personal.Ē I could feel the burn of anger in my face. Who
does she think she is? I didn't call her here to insult my intelligence. So without thought I lashed
back, "First of all, I didn't know she was Ojai! So maybe you should be asking the person who
took her there! And second, I didn't kill her and YOU know that!Ē She knew damn well where I
was, in the company of her and Myrna's posse. Come to think of it, it was around the same time I
parted with Myrna that all of this weird shit started happening. Maybe I should be asking her
where she was on that day. Well, before I realized it I was speaking my thoughts aloud. I found
myself on the edge of my seat interrogating her
"Where in the hell were you on the night of question?Ē She looked at Gaby, then back at
me completely devastated. "You have all the questions, what about some answers?Ē Because as
far as I was concerned she, Von and the others were equally guilty of many things. I sat and
leaned across the table propping up my elbows waiting on her counterattack. The room was
extremely silent, unmoved. NŽichel made a loathsome sound while she compiled her thoughts. I
squirmed around in my seat contemplating the next series of questions. After a few seconds and
with extreme caution and hesitation she queried "What color was Kalia's hair?Ē
"Brown,Ē I snapped.
"According to Shimmels' report, and you do remember Shimmel, the sample of hair
retrieved was black!Ē
Stressed to the max, I had no choice but to tuck my tail again and depend on the only
person who could probably help. Her cell interrupted the next series of questions. She excused
herself and went toward the back room again. She soon returned with phone attached to her ear.
Then she laid the phone on the table - speaker up. The next set of questions came from a man's
voice. The same raspy voice from the station.
"Did she ever color or bleach her hair? Did she have any tattoos. What about
distinguishing marks? That was followed by, "According to statements giving by family and
friends, you were supposed to be Kristle's life partnerĒ She quickly disconnected the call, then
stood and leaned against the counter.
Our squinting eyes met. "That was Detective Nigouchi. I believe you met him!Ē Her
disposition changed as she was now pacing the floor, reading notes from her little black book and
mumbling to herself.
She toppled forward pulling two folders from her briefcase as she sat down. Inside the
first folder contained a history of criminal activities. Circled at the top of each page in bold red
letters was the name Kristle Denise Mason. There was several pages outlining a detailed
description of charges: narcotics, shoplifting, gambling, prostitution, assault and battery along
with anything else that made money. Gaby released my hand and almost fainted. I quickly grabbed
her and propped her up in the chair.
I halted this craziness and walked my baby to our bedroom. She laid across the bed in
complete silence. I stayed at her side and rubbed her back until she waved for me to go. When I
returned, NŽichel was packing up the rest of the documents she brought that contained more vital
information pertaining to this case. As she closed her briefcase, she made one final comment "We
need to do this another way. I can see that this ordeal has made everyone very uneasy. So what I
propose is that you allow me to bring in some assistance. We can also put your family in a
protection program! Think about it.Ē
I did. I wanted to and I didn't want to. I was confused and completely distraught. Nobody
was going to fuck me without me feeling good about it. So with no more said, she headed down
the hall to her room. I returned to Gaby's silent cry.
It was a little before night fall and once again I couldn't rest. I laid beside Gaby for as long
as I could. I was thinking very hard. And while doing so, I heard whispering in the room nearby,
then silence. I also heard those big feet patter down the hallway again. This time I decided to
When I heard a click from the front door close I headed out the back. I needed to know
what this trick was up to. I followed her across town to a hotel in the city. This went on for
several nights. The first time I spotted her, she was sitting alone in a bar, The next, there was a
young woman present. Time after that she met with two women and a gentleman inside one of the
local clubs. The finale came about when I saw her outside the hotel arguing with a woman who
appeared to be attacking her ego. It was Von.
Like I said - Von woman is a force to be reckoned with. I realized that there was more to
their business relationship than what was shown. And from what I could tell, it didn't involve me,
so I pushed on.
Before I reached my home, I spotted that mysterious blue Van parked at the corner. I
circled the block a time or two, then parked just around the corner a short distance behind this
fool. As I sat in my car watching and waiting, another vehicle pulled up. I was absolutely certain
I've seen that driver before. Sure enough, it was Dic Whitman. He was talking with the mystery
man inside the dark blue Van. Just as I got a comfortable viewing position, here turns the corner -
another dark vehicle. This driver stopped in the middle of the street, stepped out of the car and
greeted his commandants. I'll be damned if it wasn't that a-hole Dic Shimmel.
Daylight was breaking its way through the midst and had almost blown my cover. I
managed to creep home quietly before anyone noticed me.
Every event that was breaking - was breaking me too.
NŽichel hadn't come in yet as I had monitored her every step. And considering her
promptness, something else was happening that interfered with our business. Something very
Hours into daybreak, Gaby and I had become more anxious. NŽichel finally returned and
appeared to be very tired and frustrated.
Nigouchi was now leaving messages on my phone. It had become crucial that my
counselor and I meet with him ASAP. I left it up to NŽichel to negotiate a time and place.
Our flight to Los Angeles landed us to where this all began. Back in that white room with
hidden microphones and invertible glass. Me, Gaby, NŽichel and Von sat through hours of what
became a no-nonsense tale of horror.
A whole new series of photos and undisclosed torments of hatred had evolved.
Our arrival to the station was welcomed by Dic Tracey. As we walked through the narrow
corridors, she spewed thrashing components of related sinister acts of violence. We entered a
large white room where Nigouchi was leaning over a table spreading snapshots of a young
woman's nightmare. All the life that was cut right out of her. There were deep slashes almost
carvings. Both Detectives talked as folders dropped, one after another. The body of a
middle-aged man. Beating so severely that the swollen skin around his eyes made him
unrecognizable. His ribs cracked and caved. His chest bruised blue, green and black from repeated
blows. Cigarette burns in his forehead, forearms and face. Tracey placed three more folders of
horrific contents onto the table. Nigouchi lifted two profile photos of the victims. He turned his
attention to me "Recognize these two Miss Ferterri?Ē I gazed past the photos towards him.
"Should I Detective?Ē NŽichel readjusted her seating and cleared her throat but never said
a word. Gaby was so exasperated she sidesaddled her seat clinching her stomach. My heart
pounded heavily as the shit was hitting the fan.
Deeply bewildered Tracey explained "There's more you need to know.Ē She eye checked
me then with NŽichel who was exiting the room.
"Forensic lifted prints from a car belonging to Kristle's boyfriends' crackhead sister-in law
and Kristle's running buddy by the name of ah...Shanice Stanson. Do you know her?Ē
"No! No I don't,Ē I snapped. Nigouchi moved around the table and held up her photo -
exhibit 2A#2. Von was now eye checking me before allowing her to continuing.
"Kendra was identified as the young lady recently purchasing Red Door perfume at the
same department store Kalia shopped at. The storeowner recognized her from this photo.Ē Then
she waved the 5x7 before us. "She was trying to use a charge card on a closed account. Oh, and
the cab driver you've been seeing is an ex con Miss Stanson knew and funded that coincidentally
relocated when you did. Nigouchi raised up the second photo - exhibit 2B #2. Kristle's
"Stop!Ē Gaby shouted across the room, "This is ridiculous. What kind of human would do
this to others it doesn't make any sense!Ē Gaby's look of concern was overwhelming. Von
interjected, "What exactly is your claim here?Ē
Tracey continued, "There is obviously no way to obtain answers here. But from the
evidence we gathered, these two were a high risk!Ē
"What does that mean?Ē I demanded. NŽichel was re-entering the room. Tracey lowered
her voice, then concluded this nightmare with "Miss Ferterri, 2#2 is a witness drop! Let me
explain. Sometimes people see or hear things they probably shouldn't have. And in this caseĒ she
paused, "Well, you two are the only ones who...Ē NŽichel cut her off. "Ayal, you weren't the
target!Ē I palmed my face and sighed with some relief. Reality shook me when the look she gave
me in return was horrifying "Gaby is!Ē
I retorted with forced delivery "No No fuckin' way! Unacceptable!Ē I pushed away from
the table and screamed out my frustration. My heart had picked up a few extra beats and tremor
took over my body. Von wrapped her arms around Gaby who was now pouring tears. She
frantically turned to NŽichel and cried out "You have to do something?Ē Fear was now in her
eyes as the room filled with silence.
NŽichel, solid as a rock, moved between us, lowered her voice to a bare whisper, gazed
over at me then asked, "What do you want done about it?Ē Gaby lunged forward grabbing
NŽichel's blouse and cried out, "I don't care. I have babies at home!Ē NŽichel's eyes met mine for
Feared for my family's safety I surrendered in agreement that something had to be done.
"Shut it down, however you have to!Ē NŽichel nodded to Tracey who confirmed the agreement
The sun was peeking through the dawn before we actually stretched and yawned again.
Just beyond daybreak, the aroma of bacon and eggs was once again teasing my nostrils. It
couldn't be Von. I must be dreaming.
Half-asleep and sluggish, Gaby and I drifted through the living area and towards the
kitchen where we stumbled over two packed and ready to go carry bags. NŽichel with a big smirk
on her face, passed back and forth with her mobile attached to her ear mumbling something in our
direction. Von totted the rest of their belongings to the foyer. (I found out later that NŽichel was
putting my firearm back in its place).
Gaby and I stood in the foyer whimpering like children holding on to each other. NŽichel
made several more passes before we all met up in the kitchen. Von broke our circle with a warm
smile and a nervous chuckle. She shared "I never apologized for my behavior that evening. I am
so sorry. I was dealing with my own personal issues. But you two Ē her eyes were filled with
tears, "You make a beautiful couple.Ē Looking around at all of framed photos on the walls she
added, "And you have a beautiful home here. Now bring your babies back to it!Ē Gaby also in
tears raised her head high and agreed. She gave Von a big long thank you hug then ran down the
hallway peeping into each of the children's rooms. She returned behind NŽichel, who was still
glued to that cell. NŽichel told me that if I we ever needed anything anything just call and if she
can't be here, someone will.
The last of our tears fell as three toots from a horn outside echoed. Their yellow and black
chariot had arrived. I helped NŽichel load their baggage into the trunk of the cab then turned to
observe the joy Von and Gaby shared again. Afterwards, I shared a see-ya hug and handshake
with NŽichel. I held my wife's hand as we waived to them a farewell.
I never saw the mysterious cab nor our weekend shadow after that. I don't know what
Von, NŽichel or the rest of her people had done, but I'm sure whatever it was; it was done
It took a long time...before I could get back to sitting
on the front porch, sipping my hot butter-rum mocha and absorbing the best costal rays on the
southern sphere. But in that time, I had become another creature with new habits. Waking up with
my family every morning. Walking my wife and son out. Taking my girls and their friends to
school. Even greeting the mail carrier in the afternoon. I was there when my baby returned home
from a full day of work.
There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't take her briefcase out of her hands and kiss
her when she entered the door. Because I knew when baby was all worn out. beating down by the
hectic ethics of business and power play.
Everyday, she reached out for a hug and every time her head would collapse on my
shoulder. She'd squeeze me and I'd please her with soft kisses. It was my job to free her from all
that bound her tasseled day.
On this one day I was getting ready to greet my boo, but was interrupted by a special
UPS delivery. Dude handed me an unmarked envelope then tilted his head over towards an
extremely large box towering next to him. It was from Israel and marked "Keep SakeĒ
Gaby was turning into the driveway and I know she saw me pulling this box into the
house. I could see her expression through the windshield. She was so lit that she ran over all of
the landscape trying to park in a hurry. I had to quickly slow her role so she didn't think it was for
As soon as she entered the house. She gave me a kiss and perplexed look, but curiosity
superceded. "And what is this my darling?Ē she queried. "I don't knowĒ So before she could get
comfortable I passed her the envelope, "Here, you open this and I'll check the box.Ē As she went
to get her letter opener she yelled out, "Baby, did you check the mail?Ē I had not so I stopped to
do so. I grabbed it and passed it on to her while I continued to examine the box. She shuffled
through the mail and stumbled across a post card. "Um Baby, who do we know in Costa Rica?Ē
She handed it to me. There was nothing on it. "Who do you suppose it's from?Ē She smiled and
shook her head like she knew.
Her breathing over my shoulder had us both analyzing the card. I flipped it around,
backward then forward. Nothing. Then I saw it, at the bottom of the card, upside down in small
print - the letter "KĒ I didn't say anything because I knew exactly who it was. Gaby tapped my
backside then walked away opening the envelope. Her scream prompted my immediate response.
She was pulled out of the envelope a front page clipping from a government newspaper...
The U.S. Constitution
Supreme Court Indicts Several District Officers
FBI warrants worldwide criminal investigation of State, County and Local officials
Authorities have arrested several federal and state agents for murder. Victim advocates are
demanding a minimum of twenty-five years to life.
A series of investigations were launched by a superior court judge charging several state
divisions with criminal activity. Among those arrested were Businessman Manya Pehata, District
Attorney Myrna Veers, Defense Attorney Alexis Draymen, Deputy Supervisor Mark Shimmel,
Congressman Stan Gilding, and Detective Alex Whitman.
State law requires mandatory imprisonment without bail pending further
We jumped for joy. At last, the madness was over! Gaby's eyes were so full of water, she could barely see. We were so delighted to hear
good news that we pulled and tugged at that box like it was Christmas day. Rolled
inside double sheets of plastic were two very, very large hand woven rugs with a small inscription
on all four corners of both rugs. Written in Hebrew it read_
"Today salvation has come to this house. Luke 19:9Ē
For the rest of the evening We were buzzing with energy and excitement. It became the
most spectacular moment of a life time. The kids were still with Gaby's family which left us with
plenty of time to celebrate.
While she was planning the placement of her new gifts. I started preparing my best dinner
ever: Cordon Bleu, Scallop Puffs, Shrimp Salad Arango and Asparagus. Dessert would follow
with Rose Pedal Sorbťt smothered in Pecan cream.
Afterwards, I pulled her along to the kitchen, allowing her to inhale the finest fragrance of
culinary one could ever enjoy without a two hundred dollar tag. She stepped back fully amazed,
complimenting me on the arranged table setting and appreciating even more, a personal gesture of
Monťt chilling on ice. She was completely overjoyed. And when I presented her with two dozen
white and yellow roses she cried, "You remembered.Ē It was also our anniversary. The first one
ever celebrated. This night was extra special.
I pulled out a chair and sat her down, then gently removed her shoes. As she leaned back,
I massaged her feet and calves - granting this peaceful time to unwind. Served her like the queen
she is then fattened her up.
With a full belly and a relaxed soul, this session was complete. We moved to the next
setting. I freed her hair from a twist that accentuated an afro centric process. As we glided across
the hardwood floors, I began kissing her neck and suckling her earlobes. We continued our
foreplay across the wooden surface toward the bedroom.
Without delay, she unlatched the zipper on her skirt that was etched just above her silk
covered knees. I unbuttoned her blouse that partly exposed her breasts. Everything about her was
almost free. We worked our way into the bathroom to turn the shower on. As we fondled and
kissed, I pulled on the hem of her skirt - down and over her panties. As they fell onto the floor,
she tastefully teased, placing my hands between her warm silky thighs, but denying my fingers the
thrill of teasing her now twitching crotch.
In the midst of passion, she stopped me. Slapping both of my hands, and pushing me
away. She wanted to shower first. But I was hungry, and desperately in need to satisfy a lusting
I know she felt the same. But refused to let me pleasure her until her body was relieved by
penetrating pebbles beneath a heated liquid flow. So I turned within bathroom boundaries to
program her favorite tunes on the digital sound box. As soon as she disappeared behind the steam,
I moved to the bedside and turned down the matching chenille comforter and sheets on our
personal play pen.
I nestled in our love zone and waited. Flashed back to the first day we met. How happy
she was. How I needed to restore and preserve all of those precious moments. She is always so
beautiful. So much so that I needed to express that to her - right then and right now.
Suddenly all of the bathroom activity halted. I raised up and attempted to approach the
fully steamed water box. But before I could capture a peek at my silent beauty, she stepped into
Draped in her favorite grape coloured robe, all of my resistance fell short. I jumped out of
bed, moving behind her and palming her hips. Guiding her onto our very comfortable place of
ecasty. Her skin is baby soft. My body quivered. She dropped the robe, then fell across the bed -
sliding back on her elbows and raising one knee. Licking her lips and teasing painfully. Slowly,
she moved her fingers down and around her breast, then over her belly until she reached a
moistened clit. I fell next to her, using one hand to massage her hardening nipples and the other to
increase the sexual pressure. She turned to me and kissed me with all of her passion. Shoving her
tongue down my throat. Slowly circling and tasting. She tongued my body, pulling my swollen
melons into her mouth. Sucking and teasing without restriction. She rolled me onto my back,
climbed on top and pushed my legs wide open. I squirmed as she licked and fancied every inch of
my flesh. She raised her head after every stroke - heightened by a smile. I started rocking my hips
into voluptuous rhythms; fluttering and rippling as she began to suck my sweetened passage of
For the first time ever, Gaby's anxiety to manifest a succumbed passion was released.
Becoming much bolder by each second, she scooched herself to the length of the bed, put an
institutional grip on my thighs, pulled me into her and thrust her hot tongue inside of me. Her
pulsing tongue and suction was pulling the life right out of me. She devoured my clitoris with a
whirl. I recall a moment when her tongue left my pussy and my physical was being pulled to the
end of the bed. Then something bigger, harder, and warm was forcing its way between my creamy
lips and into my body. With one quick thrust, she pushed inches of dink inside me. Strapped with
a purpose, she dipped deep but slow. In and out until all of my sex juices were released.
Suddenly, as if reading my mind, she paused allowing my elicit moans to be strangled by a
valuable lesson she was in charge!
Dizzy and light-headed from all of the eruptions, my legs collapsed from an unbearable
frenzy. She rested her hot body against mine, then withdrew her dink, leaving my flesh hotter than
before. It took more than a few minutes for me to overcome the stinging stretch this presence
caused. The intense pressure was unlike anything I had ever experienced before but damn! It felt
Right away, her own body was shaking under the delicious titillations of her actions. She
climbed on top of me working her swollen and slippery clit all over my body. I shifted my position
to accommodate her desire. I slid my hands beneath her thighs so they could rest on my forearms.
So I could pull her forward. She raised her hands to her breasts and sifted those plump nipples
through each finger. As I began to tickle her soft wet mound, she wiggled and squirmed,
spreading her legs wider. Her eyes sparkled with lust. I used my thumbs to separate the lips,
forcing her clit out and up until it offered itself to my mouth. Each stroke from my short fatty
made her clit harder and full. I had Gaby singing that ole' ancient female song of satisfaction, "Eat
After two long ass orgasms, she was shaking and pleading "I need Oooooh baby " she
never completed the sentence. I knew what she needed, so I elevated her hips high, then slid from
under her and rotated her onto her knees. Tonight was full of surprises, because I had my dink
too! I covered him with a doubled lubed jiimy, then eased him in comfortably. She gasped, I
penetrated - listening to her quickening cries as her climax began to build inside. The more I dug,
the more she begged, the more I skillfully plunged - deeper - in and out of her hot and wet love
nest. I was rocking her so well, the sounds of her booty slapping my prick sang louder than
Minnie Riperton in the key of C. I needed to see her face, so we changed positions again.
On her back she lay, cheek to my cheek, sweaty and thrilled. Committed to fulfilling a
promise of joy. I continued to stick her as requested. She wanted more - pulling me in. Wrapping
her legs around my neck. I banged her me like no tomorrow.
With hearts pounding, sweat poring, and bodies clapping, she hungrily controlled the
internal probing even as I increased the speed. Gaby inhaled eight full inches without pretense. I
fucked her so hard and long - we both embraced a climatic euphoria.
Drenched with perspiration and complete satisfied exhaustion, I managed to climb over
her - untying our bind. She closed our gap, burrowing herself in my arms. As we shared a smile in
a slow-eyed agreement, this well deserved moment of stormy hot sex would never be different
By morning, we were feeling so good, that we decided to pick up the rest of our pieces
and take a much needed vacation. I pulled the kids from school, Gaby took the cat to the Kitty
Club Kennel, and together we shut down the house and headed clear across to globe to isles of
Today we were blessed with a new beginning.
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