A Fucking Investment Ch. 01

At that point, Sharon buried her face in her hands. When she finally looked up she was not weeping. "That describes me, doesn't it, Alan? That was who I was, who I am!"

I regarded her for a moment, feeling both pity for her but also a sense of relief that she recognized that and at least at the sense and the will to exhibit some shame about it. "I believe that most of these women have seen lust in the eyes of the people they seduce but have rarely or never been bound by their own lust. They think money is the deciding factor. They think sex is entertainment for poor people and thus indicates a lack of sophistication and a certain crudeness. I am going to use that against them."

Sharon smiled sardonically, doubt in her eyes; "I am fascinated to know how."

I was warming to the subject. "I believe each of these very beautiful and sophisticated women have untapped sexual desires. I intend to corner each of them financially and offer them the opportunity to fuck their way out of debt, at least to buy time. The contracts will not be binding in any sense accept that they make and sign the contracts with me. I bail them out of their immediate financial straits which Livingston LLC will actively and ruthlessly create. They will agree to fuck for money with the belief that they can walk away whenever they like. The idea of using sex to avoid financial disaster will suit them; a few may even find the idea exciting. Once I have their sexual agreement, I will seek out and find their sexual proclivity, even if they never encountered it consciously before. I will find a way to give them sexual pleasure like they have never experienced."

Sharon was nodding. "You have become much more arrogant little brother. Do you really think you are such a sexual tyro that you can inspire this sort of lust in them?"

I shrugged and smiled. "Not really. I think they have so repressed their connection to their own sexual pleasure that tapping it will unhinge them. Getting them to that point is the issues." I smiled, tenser than I wanted to appear. "That is a challenge I would like to accept. They will become accustomed to pursuing their own pleasure. Then when I ask them to vote for me as Chairman, they will be following their own sexual desires so long as I give them legitimate financial reasons to do so. In essence, I will use their debt to buy their vote and they will do it if they succumb to their sexual weakness. If they don't, Livingston will ruin them and obtain their investment in Holdingsfield. There is a simple provision that if their mortgage is above 80% of the assessed value of the property, then they lose their investment and must vacate within 60 days. They cannot be vested and all property reverts to the Estates. Nearly everyone is in this position so no one is looking to pull that trigger. And they know it. Only one that I can find has fully paid for their residence so that is going to take a different approach."

"What is that?"

"She is a romantic. I think she can be completely seduced."

My sister frowned. "You seem to have acquired an edge I am not sure I like."

"Oh?" I asked, wondering what Sharon disliked the most.

"Yes, you seem to have a basic contempt for women. Do you really think a woman will give up everything for sex or in the exception's case, for love?"

"I think these women will. That is what I am betting on. They have lived without it for most if not all their lives with the conviction, the cynical conviction that it does not apply to them. But as I said, I expect them to be of this type of people. What do you think? Will they fuck for money?"

Sharon shrugged. "I would bet that several will but the others, I don't know." She hesitated. "And how much does this little venture cost if you are wrong?"

"No more than five million USD, I think. That is an early, preliminary estimate."

"And you are willing to stand that loss?"

"No. You are. I did not pool the Livingston holding of our family after mom and dad died even though you signed away your birthright when you changed your name. I did not file any of the papers. I did not take what you left behind. It is in a trust waiting for you. You did not pay much attention when you left. Mother had you sign a descending power of attorney assigning it to her, then father and then me. If this deal loses, it comes out of your share. Mother told me at the time that we had to give you time to work through the issues which tortured you. She hoped you could come back and asked that I keep your heritage along with mine if something happened to them. I have. You are a rich woman, Sharon. All you have to do is take the Livingston name back and it will all be yours. But this venture, you pay for it. If you think revenge is worthwhile, it may cost you. You will be risking five million on my ability to seduce the women of Holdingsfield."

"And you think that you can gain control of Holdingsfield just by seducing the women of Holdingsfield? Is that your business plan?"

I grinned. "Basically but what do I care? It is your money! So what is the worst that can happen? You destroy my company while I am fucking your friends. I might fail. This might be the stupidest idea a man ever had but you have to admit, trying to make it work is going to be damn fun."

Sharon was not convinced. "What if you are successful? What is the upside, besides you fucking a lot of snooty women?"

"If and when real estate values recover, our investment would be worth 30 million dollars. That is to us personally. The company could make 50-100 million USD. Holdingsfield LLC owns a lot of real estate."

Sharon nodded, thinking. Then I saw a change in her eyes. She nodded again, more emphatically. "I get it. You assume that despite their willingness to use sex to get what they want, they have never been controlled by their own sensuality, right? And once you do, it will be like an addiction and they cannot go back to being the imperious women ever again. Once you unveil for them their sexual desires, they will not be able repress them any longer. You presume that the urge to dominate in these women is merely a ploy to find someone to dominate them. They are not dominate people but narcissists at heart. What you are plotting is the complete destruction of their present identities, of who they believe they are. And it is that identity in every case that I hate. So you are going to destroy what I hate while taking pleasure from their sexuality. Failure to comply with the invitation to enjoy sex will see them financially ruined. Do I have it about right?"

I cocked my head in a half nod. My sister was an intelligent woman. "I think you have it about right."

"Quite a gamble." She said. "How much am I worth, if you give me my name back?"

I appreciated the way she said it. She did not think I owed her. She did not belong at Holdingsfield. They threw her out for more than one reason. "About 100 million."

"Five percent? I'll take that risk." Then Sharon smiled, a slight, calculating smile. "So you are investing in a business deal where your ability to seduce women is the key to making it work?"

I nodded. "I guess you would say it is a fucking investment."

Sharon extended her hand and we shook on it. The fucking investment was made.