Felicity Ch. 16

One second later Karen was enjoying Shirley's kiss and grope. Marina was by far the tallest of the girls but Shirley was just two or so inches shorter. They each had tits big enough to get them pressed together during their kiss. Shirley moaned when her hand became full of Marina's tit. "That happens with everybody," Karen said to me.

Amid the giggles I heard Shirley being asked about her groping limits and my tolerance levels.

When Shirley told Carly that I was the one that suggested she grope her right back Carly flew into my arms and gave me a nearly pornographic kiss. I briefly had her bare ass in my hands.

I went to the kitchen to get the ladies some wine and to hide my erection. Marina followed me to the kitchen to help.

"How tall are you, six-five, six-six?"

"Half way between."

She stopped me from getting the stuff together and hugged me firmly.

"Hmm, you are more solid than I thought. I figured you for two-twenty but now I figure two thirty at least."

"Two thirty six. Sorry, I am not joining your football team."

She giggled then said, "Your exploring appendage seems to be awake now. We were all hoping to see it erect this afternoon but we understand your shyness. Jay could not get his up until the third time we joined the group."

She pressed her body to mine and kissed me then helped me carry stuff to the living room.

"Marina and I have one of those relationships and...."

Karen's sentence ended when I walked in the room and I immediately understood Shirley was being schooled on the relationships between the women. I kissed Shirley and excused myself saying I had homework.

After they had a second glass of wine they got louder and I could hear their conversations from the office. I heard a debate over the loudest orgasms in which at least one of the contenders was apparently in my living room.

I heard Shirley describe my cock when erect and I heard the ladies say they were looking forward seeing that for themselves. I heard Marina say she believed it. Shirley must have exaggerated some but I was proud of her doing so. What Marina had said made me nervous though.

Then I heard an eerie silence. I listened more closely and I could hear a few moans. I had taken a step into the hallway to take a peek when the doorbell rang scaring the hell out of me, it was right next to my head.

I continued out and as I passed through the living room I saw nude bodies being covered by t-shirts.

Shawna was at the door in uniform; she needed to talk to Carly and me. She had us step outside and told us, "The bastard is out on bail. He is looking for Shirley and thinks she is going back to Canada. He has apparently been calling her and I am afraid that when he gets her phone statement he will figure out she is in Felicity."

"Is he the type of guy that would ignore a restraining order," Carly asked me.

"He is the kind of guy that would easily exchange the consequences for a another two or three blows. But he will not be able to trace her from phone records. I gave Shirley a disposable phone well before I came here. That is the only one she uses."

They both kissed me for that and Carly said, "I will start the process to change her last name to her family name. You need to get on the web and make Shirley Baxter disappear from everywhere."

Shawna said, "We need the phone Shirley used to talk to everyone but us. He has probably been leaving her messages and those are evidence."

"I will get it", I said.

The ladies inside had correctly guessed the topic of our conversation outside and were reassuring Shirley that there were hundreds of people in Felicity that would make sure nothing bad would ever happen to her. Her face turned pale when I asked for her old phone. Her hand was shaking when she handed it to me.

I took it to Shawna and said, "If he comes to Felicity the first place he would go would be the shelter. Maybe we should alert them."

Shawna said, "All the women in there are there because of guys like him. They have a good security system and we patrol every five minutes. It would be nice if he would oblige us like that. It would be even better if some lover's outraged husband would make his displeasure known to him before then. Well, I need to go and listen to phone messages and see if we have enough to void his bond. Good night."

Shawna kissed Carly and me and left. Carly had heard Shawna's wish but her only comment to me was a nod.

She went back inside and said to the others, "It has been a lovely evening but we need to go home. Our husbands should be done with their bowling tournament and we will need to console them for their loss. Lets go home ladies."

Everybody gave Shirley a strong hug and big kiss. I did not see any hand on any breast.

When we were alone I asked Shirley why she had not told me or Shawna or Carly that he had been calling her.

She said she had turned that phone off as she drove out of the city. It never occurred to her that anyone but Bastard would be calling and she never wanted to speak to him again so had not turned her phone back on.

I told her that he was apparently searching for her. He still had no idea where she was but tracing her would not be too difficult if he knew where to look. I asked her to follow me to the computer.

I asked for her ATM card and her credit cards. She assured me she had not used any of them since she got to Felicity. She had assumed he had frozen her out of the accounts by the time she had gotten to town. The only credit card she carried and used was the one I had given her.

We found that he had not cancelled her accounts; he was probably waiting for her to use one. We closed every account that had her name on it. It was all I could think of to do so we went to bed. She draped her body over mine as usual but there was no sex. What we needed was each other's warmth.

The next day changed my life, again. Carly asked me to go to her office. Shawna was there with Shirley's phone and the phone messages were playing. Message after message Bastard accused Shirley of disloyalty, called her every vile name under the sun and promised the he would beat her into obedience.

Carly and Shawna were not surprised to see my anger flare. They were confused when they soon saw signs of resignation on my face. Shawna turned off the phone. They remained silent; they understood there was something about me they did not know.

I began, "I was always the biggest kid. Because of that all my life I had many challenge me to a fight, guys wanted to prove their manhood, their toughness. I would tell them to tell their friends I had backed away from the fight, that they had intimidated me. Some saw that as what it was and we immediately became friends. Some took me up on the offer and bragged about me backing down. One not very bright school bully began to verbally abuse me in front of everyone every time I walked by. I soon had enough of that and stopped and told him I accepted his challenge to fight.

He could not back down because his friends were all around him, egging him on. He threw a punch and I threw two and walked away. He was taken by ambulance to the hospital with broken ribs and a concussion.

There were perhaps thirty witnesses so I was not given anything other than school detention but what I was hoping to avoid did happen as more and more of the bully types came after me. I got tired of it and put one in a coma.

Even though I had never started a fight the school decided to expel me. Mom sent me to live with her brother, the one guy in the family bigger than me. He gave me lessons on avoiding fights and lessons on how to stop an attack but causing minimum damage to the attacker.

I idolized my uncle even though he had once killed a guy with his fists. The guy had raped his girlfriend to force my uncle to fight him. My uncle was charged and convicted of manslaughter but the all woman jury and female judge gave him probation.

He helped me wind my way through college but that was not as bad as high school since I was not nearly the biggest guy around. When I got my first job my boss became the bully. When his boss, the company president, asked me why I had not broken every bone in his body I just told him I was not fond of fighting. He fired me. Apparently I had been hired for the express purpose of beating up my boss, the company president's brother-in-law.

My next job was better, they ignored me.

When I first came to Felicity I expected the usual "I can take you" look from guys and the distrust from the ladies. Instead everyone smiled at me. Everyone seemed to be delighted to see me. I knew immediately I was home.

But I know I have to jeopardize that because if Bastard hurts her again I know I would not stop hitting him until he was dead." I sighed in resignation and said, "I will try to convince him to leave her alone."

Shawna said, "Just be careful and do not tell him who you are. Tell him you are a private investigator sent by a client. By the way, he is known for carrying a knife in his boot. The City P.D. told us. They also said he is left-handed. How is Shirley?"

"Pretending she is not a nervous wreck. Her security detail was there when I left and I am sure it will still be there when I get home."

"I saw Karen and Marina walking towards your house when I drove by. Of course security is not likely the only thing on their minds," Carly said with a giggle.

Shawna laughed and said, "I don't know if they are making my job easier or not."

Carly shook her head with a smile then said to me, "Take a day off and do what you need to do to give us all peace of mind. Today you might start by getting Shirley a one-way ticket home. Tell her to leave her car at the airport garage and do a lousy job of parking.

Then get her a ticket to come back with a hyphenated name, her maiden name and your name.

Her passport has her maiden name and so will her work visa. I already have submitted a document for her to prove the hyphenated named lady has a job waiting for her here. Once she gets back her new drivers license, bank account, and credit cards will all have her hyphenated name.

Her resident alien papers have her married name and that is the person we want to vanish. If the bastard is as stubbornly stupid as he seems to be he will spend his life looking for her in the wilds of Canada. What is the name of her hometown? Moose Goose?"

I smiled which was what she wanted from me. I knew Carly knew the name of the town because I had heard her make fun of its name the previous evening.

I loved her plan and kicked myself mentally for not thinking of it myself. Apparently the crisis had me more preoccupied than I thought.

Shawna came to me and gave me a strong hug but a soft kiss. "Putting him back in jail for what was on the phone is in the works but it will be next week before it happens. Wear gloves."

She kissed me again and after kissing Carly she left. I walked to Carly and kissed her lips softly and said, "I love you," then kissed her again.

I then sat in the chair across from her and said, "We need to add an accountant and a third bookkeeper. You and I need our own secretaries. Miss De Silva's accounts made a hole in the dike; we need to plug it up quickly before we drown. I am already near panic about Melody's concert next week. If that goes off as well as predicted we will need an army to just keep up.

I have not told Edna yet but we have two more clients, Erato and Alice and Marie. Along with Edie, Allen and Ruthie we are already a talent agency of sorts. We need to get in front of all of this before it eats us for lunch."

"You are amazing," Carly said. "I have a very difficult time separating life and work. I am jealous you can do that and do it well. I was so worried about you and Shirley I had not seen that storm coming."

"It's OK, I should have thought up your devious little plan to make Shirley vanish but didn't. It is nice we see things with different eyes. With any luck we will never be caught unprepared."

Carly stood and came to me and sat on my lap. She said, "I love you too" and gave me a nice sweet kiss.

"About yesterday afternoon, please don't worry about erections but we will be disappointed if you don't ever have one. You may have noticed that most of the guys had at least a partial one. You may have also noticed they became full erections when they saw Shirley. That also happens with Inga, Jana, Lucy, and Marina so she in select company already. We know erections are compliments. We explained that to Shirley and she told me how flattered she was. I want you to flatter me please. That's an order."

She kissed me again and said, "You have work to do. Get started."

She stood and I left her office still trying to process all the information I had just gathered so I decided not to talk to Edna just yet. Instead I got on the computer and got Shirley Baxter a one-way ticket to Montreal for Wednesday then a train ticket to Vancouver. That would be where Shirley Baxter's trail would end. I then added a plane ticket from Montreal to New Orleans. The name on that ticket was Shirley Michelle Cotillard-Hammond.

I will be waiting for her in New Orleans and we would spend the weekend celebrating the end of Shirley Baxter and the beginning of Madame Cotillard-Hammond.

Before lunch I went to a souvenir shop and bought a nice key chain for her then got some tacos. When I got home I showed her my gift and asked for her keychain, as I switched my house key and her car keys to the new ring I removed her old house keys and put them in my pocket.

Shirley, Marina, Karen, Helen and Leslie were too busy grabbing tacos to see my sleigh of hands. All were wearing just t-shirts I noted. After eating lunch with them I announced I needed to get back to work although it was just barely past eleven.

I was soon on the expressway heading towards the city.

I knew Bastard went home for lunch every day. Shirley had always fixed him a nice meal. I figured that the habit still persisted. He was not yet home so I put on my gloves, went in the house, and made myself comfortable. I was wearing an old hooded sweatshirt that I kept in the trunk of the car. I was wearing sunglasses. Bastard had never seen me but I did not want him to have too good a description of me.

A few minutes later I heard his motorcycle and I stood just inside the door. He did not look up until he had closed the door behind him. As soon as he saw me I hit him on the solar plexus.

That bundle of nerves is the substation that sends signals for the rib muscles to contract and relax and thereby allow you to breathe. If you hit it just right the nerves freeze so the rib muscles freeze and breathing becomes impossible for a few seconds. The panic of not being able to breathe is overwhelming. It was the first thing my uncle taught me on how to temporarily disable someone without causing major injury. Of course I had every intention of causing somewhat major injuries.

He was bigger than I had guessed when I saw him fucking my wife. I decided not to pull my punches.

I said, "Hi, good to meet you. I was sent by the husband of a woman you soiled. As you can imagine he is really pissed at you."

I saw he was regaining his breath so I bruised his ribs on the left side with a punch, and continued. "He wants you to understand that if you go anywhere near his wife your last visitor ever will be him."

I punched his left side ribs again a little lower on the chest. I tried to just bruise them but I felt at least one of the ribs give way.

He fell to his knees as he leaned to a wall trying to put it between his ribs and me. He was still gasping for breath.

I continued, "He heard that you beat up your own woman. He did not like that at all. In fact he asked me to make sure you know better than to do that again."

I slapped his face hard. I saw a trickle of blood come out of his mouth.

For some reason guys seem to be more psychologically damaged by a slap than a punch. I was waiting for him to go for his knife and that did it for him.

His move was clumsy; it is painful to move at all when you have bruised ribs. I put my foot on his hand hard enough to get him to release the knife, maybe break a finger or two, then kicked the knife away from him. I paused for a moment then shook my head and broke his nose.

"Look what you made me do. I was not supposed to leave you with obvious injury and I was done here. But you pulled a knife on me. Well hell, I will need to apologize for this and I do not like to be in that position so...."

I punched him on the nose again. He collapsed to his side and he whimpered. I loved hearing that.

He had a box of fried chicken when he had come in but had dropped it with the first blow. As I continued my warnings and expanded on my employers distaste for wife beaters I ate his chicken. Each time he tried to get up I punched him back down and ate another peace of chicken, He really was beyond stubborn, he was stupid.

Eventually I saw that he could not get up again. I figured he would at least consider my advice and decided to leave. All the fried chicken was gone anyway.

I told him, "Well I have to go. It was nice visiting with you. A word of advice, do not go near the woman again. And do not hurt your wife again. The man has no sense of humor at all. Thanks for the chicken. Have a nice day."

I left and as I closed the door I heard him groan. I had a smile on my face all the way home. It was then that it occurred to me that I had just done what Shirley had wanted me to do in the first place.

I was back in my office when Harry called me. He wanted Carly and me to meet him at The String of Pearls. I got Carly and we walked to Felicity Place. By then holding hands with Carly as we walked did not seem to be out of the ordinary to me.

Harry was giving ballroom dancing lessons but stopped when he saw our arrival and motioned us to join him at a table. He wanted us to bring him up to date on the state of our part of the firm. Carly allowed me to explain what I saw happening and what we needed to do to manage things.

He agreed with every suggestion including planning a new entity if the show business part of the agency began to get out of hand. Harry wanted Carly to be the president and me the treasurer of the new entity. He also agreed to the accountant and two bookkeepers for me and to give each lawyer and Edna and me our own secretaries too.

"How is Shirley?" his wife Margo asked me.

"She is fine. She will be out of town for a few days, we have a big date this weekend."

"Where is this big date going to be?" Carly asked.

"New Orleans, we have never been there."

"I love New Orleans," Margo said.

"And she has the beads to prove it," Harry said.

Margo blushed and slapped his shoulder. Carly and I understood how she got her beads.

Margo mused, "I wonder if Juanita would be interested in doing a New Orleans night once a month or so. We could decorate the plaza like Bourbon Street and bring in some blues bands."

"Sounds like a great idea to me," Carly said.

We said our good byes and walked back to our building. We again held hands as we did.

"Did you go home for lunch?" Carly asked me.

"Yes, but went shopping for a gift for Shirley first. I took tacos for four. Karen and Marina were there. Leslie was there too. I got only one taco."

Carly laughed and when we got to the office we put together the rough framework to Felicity Talent Agency.

As we worked I concluded that Carly truly did not know I had been gone for nearly three hours during lunch. If anybody asked her if I had worked there all day her answer would have been yes. I would have never asked her to provide me with an alibi if things came to that point. I was pleased that I would not need to put Carly in a bind. She noticed but did not comment on the fact that the off day I asked for was Friday afternoon. I had a plane to New Orleans to catch.