The Institute Pt. 04 - The Surrogate

"Geeze Phil," I smiled, "I didn't need my brilliant brother, master of a mountain retreat, founder of a medical institute, so famed interns indenture themselves for a place on staff to tell me I'm fucked."

"We can make a contract." Phil suggested. When I nodded, Phil continued, "I'd pay your loan. We have you here--and Tom too. My attorneys would recover funds owed to you, Tom and the children. In return, I would be entitled to your indenture. The term is now seven. I need it increased to 15. What do you think?"

I nodded gravely. "With certain conditions, I could see an agreement is possible."

"What conditions?" Phil was surprised, "I could simply buy your indenture and put you in my Surrogacy program. Your genetic profile would sell. In theory I could get as many as nine children out of you for sale during the 84 months of your indenture."

"Hmm, as a slave barefoot and pregnant, but as a free woman, I hold the key to yur god fortune. My conditions are `for your own good,' dear brother. Free, I can petition for release of my husband's money," I replied, "that's what you want. Isn't it? To save my children, I'd let you have control of that money as opposed to the thieves now looting it `for Phil's own good.'"

"Your conditions? I need to hear all of them." Phil demanded.

"A refinancing, rather than a simple acquisition of my existing note with five years to re-pay you," I set forth my terms, "That'll give your lawyers time to collect the money held in trust. I enjoy the privileges of a free woman to keep my own money, personal property, and personal relations."

I could read astonishment on Phil's face. Phil interjected, "Such is not inconsistent with working out an accommodation resting on a familiar basis in which you enjoy a unique position of honor as my sister."

I smiled. Brilliant Phil, accepting my central premise, made a cardinal mistake in negotiation. "May I continue?" I asked. "Since we agree on the basic assumption that this is a family agreement, naturally, my contract and my indenture are personal to you and you alone. It expires upon your death, marriage, bankruptcy, attachment by a creditor, sale, transfer, or assignment of the indenture."

"Tom?" Phil asked.

"Tom is to remain in your care confined to your institute as a patient," I replied, "Tom's care is to be paid from trust funds you plan to recover."

"Why do we need so many provisions for a friendly intra -- family undertaking, dear sister?" Phil insisted.

"If these qualifications are such that go without saying in a family setting," I countered, "then you should have no objection to having them written down." I paused. On Phil's request, I continued, "During indenture, I retain the privilege to wear clothing. I am not to be used as a sex -- worker or required to engage in sexual acts without my consent. Our genes," smiling at Phil, "yours and mine make us suitable partners in Surrogacy. However, I am not required to carry more than three fetuses during a 10 -- year period."

Taking a deep breath, "I had intended you provide me with an heir."

"Artificially or naturally, you decide," I said dryly. When the look of surprise appeared on Phil's case, "What difference does it make? To me none!" I declared. "I enjoy watching men jerk off, if you prefer that way."

The look of shock on Phil's face encouraged me to boast of my performances for patients who tipped. "Paid off the student loans and helped me perfect the technique of tease and denial for poor Tom."

I took a breath. Before Phil could ask anything else, I continued, "I'm entitled to a paying job in the Institute commensurate with experience -- preferably administrative assistant."

"And Angie, what should I do with her?" Phil asked.

"I had her stripped and caged for presumption to a privilege of her master's family member," I replied, "She awaits your decision on punishment. If you wish her retained at the Institute, you may give her to me as a personal servant."

"Do you really think you and Angie can work together after what happened today?" Phil inquired with a grave look on his face. When I nodded, Phil insisted, "I need time to think on these reservations you would impose."

"Knowing my brother's meticulous nature, I'll bet you have a lawyer is in the ante -- room waiting in the wings of this staged play with your agreement," I shot back. I needed to maintain the momentum. I urged Phil, "He or she is under indenture to you. You wouldn't trust anybody else. Tell him or her to strip naked and enter to hear the additional clauses necessary to conclude our arrangement."

"I can live with most of what you wish," Phil spoke slowly, "but I accept your promise to work together with Angie. Still, I don't think giving you Angie or promoting you into her job is wise. I will consider a different punishment for her ugh -- impertinence. Shall I call my lawyer in." Receiving a nod, Phil pushed a button.

"Naked," I reminded him.

"Of course," Phil replied.

In strode Angie, naked, not cowering in shame but with a dignified bearing and an air of authority. Hadn't my deliberate humiliation of Angie crushed her? Her face betrayed no emotion.

Cupcake sized boobs didn't bounce. Hips on her rectangular manish frame didn't swing. I had seen her naked twice before in the shower in the back of the trendy shop and in the parking lot where I forced her to strip in public. Both times my attention had been diverted by the straight lines of her rectangular figure away from her pubis which sported a postage stamp patch of pubic hair midway between her belly button and slit.

At the side of the hot tub, Angie waited for Phil to give the order to summarize the agreement before she mechanically recited a summary. "Contract: five years of employ in professional capacity commensurate with former employment, training for administrative assistant in Institute, to bear at least one child for Dr Crenshaw, 10 years Indenture for repayment of loan, may be employed as Surrogate, no more than three live births, during Indenture, shall have privileges of free woman to retain her own money, personal property, and personal relations. Indenture terminates upon death, marriage, bankruptcy, sale or assignment. Anything else?"

"What duties will you assign Mrs Morgan to?" Phil asked Angie.

"Training toward assumption of the duties of Administrative Assistant requires knowing the business from the bottom up," Angie explained. "Mrs Morgan will start where she claims a great deal of experience: assisting male sperm donors render emissions."