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Fidelity
Season 1 Ep 8 — Siblings
Welcome to our Season 1 Episode 8
[THESE EPISODES ARE IN SCRIPT FORMAT]
Let us take this time to remind all readers, that whilst not all episodes, some in this series could prove triggering for some. The episodes deal with content of abuse and while not explicit, some sexual violence. There are some explicit sexual eroticism in addition to other adult content. This is a 10 Episode
Season 1 is an introduction to this rather exciting series,
FIDELITY~
Early Afternoon 1:25 P.M Day 20
CAMERA opens at the very beautiful home of Dallas and Hellen Sheppard
Home alone is Daughter Donnah
Camera enters a home and travels up the stairs into the main Bathroom. The door is opened fully, music playing on the portable player
Donnah is in the bath soaking while entertaining flashbacks while having a glass of wine.
On the closed toilet sits a clock and a phone.
Donnah’s flashback of her time in Jessica’s room hearing her words as spoken in…
Jessica’s voice (as the scene is fully replayed)
It is called…
“Short ‘n Sweet”
The camera shows clips of that event as Jessica’s words are replayed in Donnah’s head.
Some days I want to forget about the roses
forget about the wine
Skipping the candlelight and dine
Some days I find myself
in this very erotic place
I just want to say to you
get out of my head
and get on my face….
The camera shares Donnah’s view from below the bed in Jessica’s room. She was playing back in her head conversations.
**Kaitlin *(Jokingly responded as she watched Jessica’s exposure to the underside of the bed)
Are you not afraid of the little gremlins under your bed that are going to take advantage of you?
**Jessica
They wish they’d be that lucky. And if they were gremlin’s this is what I would do.
Donnah was replaying the image of Kaitlin’s trembling legs from her hiding place below the bed as Jessica began to pleasure her… the bells went off in Donnah’s head, as Kaitlin began to increase her verbal response to Jessica’s touches. Again almost like a doorbell, went off again in Donnah’s head…
The doorbell rang but Donnah was in her own world, halfway between the excitement of being punished by Jessica’s decision and actually finding some small amount of sensual pleasure from the experience.
A second, a third time the doorbell rang.
Donnah now being fully aware of the ringing of the doorbell, answered from her position in the bathtub.
Donnah
Hello, who is it?
But Donnah knew with some accuracy, who was at the door.
Cue to:
The front hallway of the Sheppard’s home. Cynthia is dressed and preparing to exit for work.
Cynthia
Mom, Dad, what time are you guys leaving today for work
Hellen
Darling, your Dad and I are leaving here within the hour for work but your sister will be home today.
Cynthia (Calls)
Donnah!
Hearing no response Cynthia calls out again upstairs to get the attention of her sister.
Hellen (Calling louder)
Donnah! Your sister is calling you.
Donnah (responding with some annoyance)
What do you want?
Cynthia
You don’t have to be so frigging rude.
Donnah (Expressing no change in attitude)
What?
What is it?
Cynthia
Raymond is coming over to drop some things off for me at about 1:00 pm today. Could you take it and put it in my room. Thanks.
Donnah
Fine!
Cynthia (Responding with equal cynicism)
Thank you, Your Highness.
Cue Back To Donnah in Bathtub
Donnah
Hello, who is it?
But there was no response instead the phone on the toilet began to ring.
Donnah (Answers the phone)
Hello.
Raymond (Cue to Raymond standing outside the front door)
Hey, Raymond here.
Donnah (Answering as if this phone call comes as a surprise)
The second line on Donnah’s phone is also ringing
Donnah
One second Raymond, Cynthia is on the other line
Donnah, putting Raymond on hold, transfer calls and answers Cynthia’s call
Donnah (not allowing her sister to even speak)
Yes, sis he is on the phone and I will deal with it. I did not hear the bell, sorry
Cynthia
Thank you. Forget what I said earlier, he can just leave the things inside the front door I can move them later when I get home
Donnah rudely cuts off (Cynthia continues with her instructions)
Whatever!
Fine!
I will take care of it!
Bye!
Donnah (Switching back to the other line with Raymond in a much more respectful manner)
So very sorry Raymond.
The door is open you can come in.
Sis says you can bring the things in and leave them inside her room if that is okay.
That would save her from having to bring them up later.
Raymond
That’s no problem. Thanks.
Donnah was not mistaken. Cynthia’s instructions were clear, just place them inside the door
Raymond had a few boxes for Cynthia. It would take him at least two separate trips to get the packages inside for his fiancé. He first placed them all on the inside then closing the door behind him he removed his shoes and began by bringing up the first set of packages.
Cynthia and Raymond were in their 5th year of being together. Donnah having spent enough time in their company came to be familiarized with many things that Raymond was fond of. One such thing was his absolute love of the music of Phobe Snow’s “Teach Me Tonight.”
Donnah, taking meticulous care in her perfectly timed rendition, the karaoke style of the song being played on the portable player sitting on the close toiled lit, was a part of her much more grand plan.
Donnah (Singing)
Did you say, I’ve got a lot to learn…
Well, don’t think I’m trying not to learn…
Donnah knows Raymond is inside and is on his first trip up the stairs.
Donnah (Continuing to sing)
“The sky’s a blackboard high above you…
If a shooting star goes by…”
Raymond (At first not knowing exactly where Donnah was, responds from the bottom of the stairs)
That is my one-time favorite piece by her.
Donnah
I know you liked some of that older stuff but I did not know you were so soft on this particular song
Raymond (Ascending the stairs towards the source of the music, as he responded, arriving at the opened bathroom door)
Oh, I am so very sorry…
Donnah
Raymond, please!
I am sure you’ve seen my sister naked on more than one occasion. I am her sister, so I’m sure nothing of a surprise for you to see.
Raymond (Clumsily)
I am sure you have your own beauty or unique thing or something…
Donnah
Oh my god Raymond I think you are all flustered. You know I am gay, right?
Raymond (Having felt he was handed a lifeline from his awkwardness)
Yeah… Oh yeah... Yeah, I guess I should remember that.
Raymond, unaware that he was still standing at the doorway, box in hand. He watched as Donnah placed her right leg atop the side of the tub and massaged it slowly with her sponge, hand-held scrubber. Placing her leg back in the water, her eyes transfixed on Raymond’s every reaction she kept herself playfully distracted with the bath bubbles that crowned the surface of the water. Her body comfortably submerged to her neckline, inhaling the lightly rose-scented mist now infusing the bathroom’s air as she moved her left hand in a circular manner about her face. With her right hand, hidden below the waterline, she massaged herself gently, in preparation for her anticipated catch in her grand trap.
Donnah (Began to empty the tub of its water)
I would ask you to hand me the towel but you seem to have your own hands filled
Eyes closed, circling her clitoris with the lightest of touches, imagination fully engaged, she took pleasure squeezing then releasing her legs together. She had been holding her fingers tightly in place for brief moments, releasing only to repeat several times the very same motions.
Raymond (With a flush red face putting down the package in his hand)
Yes, I am so sorry.
Raymond (Voice Over)
I think she was completely turned on by my clumsy distraction. She acted as if to have no knowledge or more accurately, no care of my standing in the doorway. I can hear the tub being slowly emptied of its water. I should move, stop this, yet my eyes were transfixed on her blushing womanhood. After several rotations of her fingers circling her face and I can only guess, he clit before that, having squeezed her legs, tightly as if to punish herself for being so mischievously excited, she would open her eyes, her expression one of playful surprise, a pretense of seeing me there for the first time.
Raymond tried hard to fight his nature in his slow movement away but Donnah had already laid her bait and he was on the hook, he just did not know how deeply he had already swallowed her bait
Donnah
My gosh Raymond, I am the one that is gay, not you. At least I don’t think you are gay.
Raymond
No! I’m not.
Donnah
Are you certain or perhaps you’ve had doubts?
Raymond
What is that supposed to mean?
Donnah cleverly takes advantage of Raymond’s insecurity, his immediate need to be the personification of the image she has just built into the bait he has just swallowed in his response.
Donnah
Ok, if you say so.
Raymond
I can assure you I’m not.
Raymond (Voice Over)
I think I am losing control. Why do I even need her confirmation that I was not gay?
I think she is offering me her permission. I had, unconsciously at first, begun to touch myself, then shamelessly and purposefully. Her expression, reflected in her look, exhibited her excitement, in turn, excited me even more. Her openness, her not-so-subtle signal to me, to watch, the bathtub now having fully drained, made it clear, as she continued more aggressively massaging her vulva. I could see it in her eyes, the unspoken commands of…
Donnah (Voice over) no questions, only statements, demands
“Watch me!
Do you like what you see, wanna touch!”
With a gentle shifting of her hips towards where Raymond stood mesmerized, yet another series of continued unspoken commands…
Donnah (continued in her unspoken gestures)
“I want you to see me wide open!
I want you to see where I need you to be!”
Raymond, if not at first sure, now knew the bait had been completely ingested by him, her hook was lodged.
Donnah (Voice Over in her thoughts)
Hook line and sinker.
Donnah prepared herself for that final tug on the line.
Raymond (Voice Over)
Added to my excitement and at the same time my imagination, was the image of her forbidden apple. This very sensual secret lover, waiting for me, spread-eagled on her bed, having just exited her long, sensual bath.
I can feel a new wave of sensual sensation arriving. Their arrival is causing me to battle between the very blurred lines of peeing myself openly and climaxing. But I know I must maintain the utmost of control so I tried to think of every possible distraction to calm myself.
I stood there, inhaling the aroma of her body infused with the amber rose-scented mixture of her sensuality, triggered by her constant rubbing and squeezing of her vagina. All the time there is a ticking time bomb in my head, my rational self, my conscience, reminding me to…
Raymond (Conscience reaching out in thought) whispering out in a voice
Leave now, Raymond!
Raymond’s (Voice Over in response to his conscience)
But my feet are like — stuck in concrete unable to pull myself away from what is a clear and impending danger. I can feel small, sporadic movements in my body. I feel they are the result of the urge to release my built-up arousal and she knew exactly what she had done. I was fucked.
Donnah (Unspoken)
calmly reached out, not a word spoken, beckoning to Raymond to come closer.
Raymond, as if a mindless robot moved towards Donnah. Raymond’s movement mimicked that of being reeled in slowly with no visible sign of a struggle or a survival fight being offered from the baited catch at the end of the line.
Donnah pulled at his belt, unbuckling it, not a word spoken,
while through his pants, she gently squeezed him, skillfully so, as to have maximum effect upon his urinary tract.
Raymond (Voice Over)
Looking me in the eyes, not a word spoken, she allows my pants to fall to the floor and takes hold of me.
Donnah (she instructed Raymond)
“Do not squirt out even a single drop, not now, not yet…”
Raymond (Voice Over)
With one hand still firmly on me, with her free hand, she continued to rub herself, stopping briefly to move the moisture from deep within her, towards the tip of my exposure.
Still not a word spoken, she pulled me in still closer. Stepping out of my pants and underpants, as per her unspoken request
Donnah (reaching in to whisper into the ear of Raymond)
Come even closer!
Raymond (Voice Over)
I was now standing within a breath of her face. Then slowly she slid her body down to her knees, all the time continuing to hold me. With her free hand, she moisturizes the tip of me with her sexual juices.
She now opens her mouth, yet shows no intention of taking me in. One last time she moistened me and then this time cupped me, firmly admonishing me with yet another command…
Donnah
Do not wet me!
Donnah then reached to turn on the cold tap. She cupped with her free hand some cold water and gently washed the top of Raymond, smiling as she watched his reaction to the very cold water on his very hot manhood. She turns off the tap…
Raymond (Voice Over)
Her mouth wide open she bends slightly forward; moving her free hand from her clit, she cupped her breast and pulled the nipple into her mouth. She slowly very gently sucked her nipple; her eyes were transfixed on me then spoke softly ….
Donnah
I know you want to do this for me
Raymond (Voice Over)
She made one final pull on my pulsating organ towards her mouth, bringing it to meet her nipple, and both, at once, went into her warm widely opened mouth. I felt as if I could explode my entire sperm sac at the very touch of her mouth upon me, but just as quickly she released it from her mouth and stood upright.
It was all just a tease just an appetizer?
Donnah letting go of Raymond, reached back into the tub. With what water still remained, she rinsed her hands and then stood up.
Raymond (Voice Over)
Her silhouette, full-bodied, large breasts, and fully engorged pubic area seemed to all say the very same thing:
Pleasure me!
Raymond (Voice Over)
She reached up and pulled the large towel from atop the shower rod and placed it in my hands.
I knew that it was time to begin the process of drying her. She turned, slowly, not wishing that I should miss a solitary wet spot.
Her body now properly dried, she placed her right leg on the side of the bathtub and patiently awaited the act of drying.
Right leg completed, she stepped onto the bathroom floor’s cushioned rug and brought her still-wet left leg from inside the tub to rest atop the bathtub. Once again, she waited, for the sensual act of drying of her left leg. This time however she did not move her foot to the floor.
Nervously responding with a look of concern, I thought I had somehow disappointed her. She made the smallest adjustment of widening her stance. That rather insignificant adjustment, with her left hand resting on her thigh, immediately made it clear that there remained one very important section to be cared for. I gently moved the towel to her pubic area, our eyes having made brief contact with each other, not a word was spoken; I knew not to rush this last area’s requirement for the most tenderness of care.
Job done, she relieved me of the towel, throwing it over her shoulder, gently, once more, grabbed hold of my now slightly flaccid cock. She heading, led me to her bedroom. As if the short stroll was not already a powerful stimulant, my manhood, as visible by its restored erection, was taken with an even sterner grip as she entered the bedroom and pushed me backward onto her awaiting bed.
Laying flat on my back she purposefully throws the towel over my scrotum area, temporarily hiding from view the cause of the towel’s oddly pointed area of levitation. Why any grown man should be nervous is without reason but as she smiles mischievously I feel a minute sense of a schoolboy’s nervousness, resulting in a blushing feeling slowly moving across my cheeks as reflected in the mirror on the wall beside the door.
All rationality for stopping slowly disappearing I was hooked like a helpless fish on her line requiring no hook.
She turns and faces the door, first closing it and then locking it. As if that would not hold me in, the dresser that stands against the wall just a few inches to the right is pushed to block the door frame. Not a word spoken, I feel the sensual power of this “Eve” quickly becoming my sexual interrogator.
I have become the focus of her sensual tension. Standing at the foot of the bed she removes the towel, this time tossing it directly onto the bed just inches away from where my body lies motionless. Slowly, oh so very seductively feline in her movements, she climbs onto the bed, coming to rest in a standing position directly above my face.
Donnah (Having flashbacks of Jessica in her bedroom commanding Kaitlin)
“Jessica
I am feeling totally fucking possessed and I want you to feel all of me.
Now open your legs wider”
Donnah (Looking down on Raymond)
Did I tell you that I am gay…don’t answer that. I want you to teach me what exactly can you do with that mouth of yours.
Now open your mouth wider.
Raymond (Voice Over)
With her hands on either side of her vulva, she pulls the lips apart, not a word spoken, and lowers herself onto my face. She sits with all her weight at first but only for a few seconds. Rising quickly only to a height that makes it possible to create airspace between the moist wetness now blanketing my mouth, nose, and face and that of her slightly dripping vulva, she stares downwards, deeply beyond my face as if peering into my sexual soul.
Now a few words spoken, authoritatively.
Donnah
Suck me hard this time.
Raymond (Voice Over)
Again she lowers herself onto my face. With the lowering of her body, she separates even wider the lips of her vulva, releasing them only after her wetness is firmly air-locked onto my mouth.
As if on springs her thighs collapse around the side of my cheeks, making possible an even more sensual, deeper penetration of my tongue.
Her vagina firmly in place onto my face, she begins the slow, purposeful rocking motion that brings the curve of her ass to rest upon the area between my chin and lower lip. On the return downward motion, she slides with a more forceful controlled action. She slides her fleshy, swollen, fully engorged, opened vagina downward along the facial ridge from the tip of my nose until her clitoris comes to rest on my lower lip. Once here she sits for what feels like an eternity, shaking, allowing her pulsating clit into my lower lip with a series of short rhythmic thrusts, and then just as suddenly she stops!
She Shakes, and groans, lowering her tone with each change in her vibrations. One, two, three seconds, repeating her rhythmic thrusting several more times.
She breathes, loudly, rapidly, then very quietly she whispers…
Donnah
You fucking beautiful man!
Raymond (Voice Over)
As if not convinced that I was completely under her control, once more she stopped, seemingly for an eternity, only to repeat the entire process, a second, a third, losing count.
Donnah
Oh, my sweet lord.
A few more words spoken, she commands, “Take a deep breath, I am going to be here awhile.”
I reach up with my hands, at first trying to grab her ass firmly if only to hold on to something as a way of stabilizing my passively laid-out body. It is an attempt to not make even the slightest wrong movement of my body that would bring any lowering of her heightened pleasure. However, the thought no sooner reaches the directing of my hands when I realize these minor actions are all pointless. She alone controls the movement of her ass and she alone knows the timing of its tightening to a point of rock hard, so much so that an iron grip would not take hold. Reaching higher I am able to grab hold of her bouncing breasts. Her breasts having less rigidity, make it easier to take hold, keeping a semblance of rhythm with the gyrations of her body. Words are spoken, and this time her eyes move directly to focus on mine…
Donnah
“It is all about me.”
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
There is a notable change in the frequency of her movements. She reaches down, grabbing both sides of my head, and with each upward stroke, she forcefully pulls my head forward as if wanting to engulf my entire face.
Donnah (Voice Over Flashback in Kaitlin’s bathroom the evening of her party)
remembering reaching down with her right hand, and lifting Kaitlin’s dress. With her cold hand, she reaches under Kaitlin’s laced panties reaches for the very sensitive nodule at the top of her vagina, and rests her cold fingers there.
Kaitlin, (Voice Over in her mind)
Oh, my dear God. Don’t come… don’t come. Oh please focus. This is fucking…
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
The heaving of her breasts coupled with the rapid change in her breathing becomes the first indicator of something powerful, something guttural, something indescribable sensual about to erupt. With each downward stroke of her vagina against my face comes a greater sense of urgency as she increases the pressure. Then with each upward slide, she tightens her grip on the sides of my head. But just as quickly as she arrives at the pinnacle of her upward glide she gently loosens her grip on my head, relaxing the pressure to the sides of my face. The pressure released is replaced by the pressure of her slow downward slide. A slide seemingly intended to engulf my entire face, as if to push my full face into her vaginal ecstasy.
Again! And yet again! Another few words spoken…
Donnah
“Suck meeeeeee harder!”
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
Having now lost all control of her breasts, my head being used as a sexual rag doll, I resign myself to my fate, allowing my face to be drowned in her sexual abyss. My hands now find the only harbor of refuge, the bed sheet. My arms are spread wide as if they were stabilizers steadying the ship. I grip the bed sheet on either side of my body and hold on as if being ridden through her volatile sexual storm.
My only focus now is to keep that precious window of air available as the pressure is released from the sides of my head with each downward slide. Skillfully with each down-slide that seems determined to inhale my entirety into her vagina, I take that life-saving breath before she begins her ride up onto my entire facial structure. Again! Once more and then again! My fight for precious air, more air! And then, she squeezes out a long, low, almost baritone-in its frequency.
Doannh
“Fucking suck meeeeeeeeeee!”
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
Then she stops! Silence! For me, euphoric dizziness from my oxygen-starved feasting.
Seconds pass, still not a word spoken. No movement. Suddenly and without warning comes a series of spontaneous vibrations. They are followed by just as unexpectedly a volley of forward-thrusting motions into my face, her entire body shaking void of her earlier controlled measured movements upwards or downwards. This time nothing is controlled. Then slowly like a race car dropping from its driverless 200 miles per hour race, coming to rest under its own ever-slowing speed, so too her vibrations slow, coming to rest as she slides downwards along my stomach, leaving a well-marked wet trail that ends with her resting her vagina onto the tip of my fully erect cock. There, she rests as her legs slowly stop their spontaneously shaking.
Not a word was spoken. She does not want me inside her, she just wants it there. Just there, where she has rested her wet still slightly pulsating vagina atop. Yes, just right there, sitting there like a bird of prey atop its lookout perch.
Her earlier very rapid breathing, as if taking its command from the slowing pulsations of her body, slows to something more recognizable as the normality of the heart’s rhythm when at rest.
She kisses me softly yet firmly on the lips. Not a word spoken, she reaches for the towel and cleans my face, gently, simultaneously she kisses as she wipes. She wipes away all evidence of having just played there. Massaging my lips with her tongue, kissing my cheeks very softly, once more, then she returns the towel to its place on the bed beside me. She lifts her upper body so that her nipples now tease my face and continues by pressing her wet self onto my cock. Not a word spoken, she begins a slow, gentle at first, circular motion of her vagina onto my cock.
Now she says…
Donnah
“I want you to fuck me with your cock like you fucked me with your face!”
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
At first, I try focusing, hard, doing everything I can not to allow the most fantastic mind fuck to make me come prematurely. The image of her pussy fully laid out over my face, her breasts bouncing out of control just beyond the reach of my tongue but within the reach of my hands; her beautiful, voluptuous ass, spreading wider on each downward slide over my face, then quickly, muscularly contracting, tightening with each upward stroke as she brings the curve of her ass to massage against my chin. I can still feel the burning of my ears where she grabbed them with such force, leaving me feeling like the last precious breath was being seduced out of my mouth by the suction of her pussy. Then as she grinds down on my cock my thoughts shout out:
Control!
Hold it!
But I know I must pull out of her now if I am to hold off that orgasm. Still I am fully aware pulling out might anger this goddess. Disappointing my goddess could result in her feeding on me like a female praying mantis’ willingness to consume her sexual mate’s useless head and it would have come to an abrupt end.
A window of reprieve as she begins her playful verbal seduction to the rhythm of her ever-increasing circular forceful gyrations.
Donnah
“You wanna lick me, take it in your mouth and roll it, you wanna suck it! You wanna pull it into you like your last meal, you wanna roll your tongue around it and taste it! You wanna fuck it, making me come all over myself, sooooo much wetness!”
Raymond’s (Voice Over)
She rolls over onto her back and says…
Donnah
“So now it’s your turn to fuck it any way you like it!”
FADE OUT!
Evening 5:25 P.M Day 20
CAMERA opens front door of the Carrington’s home
Beverly Templeton is dropping off both son and daughter for a visit.
Beverly (Stepping out of her car and walking up to the front door as her children exit the car)
Madison I am dropping off my precious cargo for you to feed and give me a break with my husband.
Madison
Go have yourself an evening of forbidden apple picking.
Micayla
Ok guys, I’m so not hearing any of your double-speaking
Henry
That is because they gave up spelling things even though I still don’t know why they are going apple-picking without us.
Hellen
That species of apple is no longer available if you’re seeking children.
Madison (Laughing out loudly)
Never say never.
Micayla
Guys can we go in please,
Come, Henry,
Leave these older apple-picking adults alone.
Micayla and Henry both disappear inside behind Madison and into the home.
Madison
Girl you and Wayne go out and enjoy yourselves.
Beverly
Who is going out… we are going in… ha ha ha ha. It’s my Latino blood crying out for food.
Madison
Ok that is way too much information you… ha ha ha.
Beverly
After a day of dealing with maniac mothers and an equal amount of maniac teachers, the board of education, and not to mention, the new regulations now on Special needs facilities that must be in place by next month; I am going to drink and secure my hangover for tomorrow.
Madison
Well, there is no school for you so enjoy your evening.
Don’t worry, call when the coast is clear and Paul will drop them off for you.
Beverly
Thanks a lot, say hello to the kids and Paul for me.
CUE TO INSIDE CARRINGTON HOME… bedroom of Michael being visited by Micayla
Michael
I have something I want to ask you about.
Micayla (Voice Over in her head)
Finally, he has gotten the courage to ask me out.
Micayla
I am your best friend of course you can ask.
Michael
Well, I don’t know how to say this but…
Micayla
Just come out with it, I am sure it will be fine.
CUE TO Kitchen area of home, just Madison and Paul sitting at the Kitchen table having coffee.
Paul
Sweetheart, how are you feeling?
Madison
Truthfully I am tired. Not physically as much as I am mentally
Work is stressful without that new contract we were toast.
Paul
What can I do to make that stress less?
Madison
You are sweetheart, you are…
Paul
What is holding you back from getting that contract. Is it the competition?
Madison
No!
Long pause and Paul waits as Madison seems as if she wants to say more but is hesitant. So he waits for her timing and more importantly her decision.
Madison
There is something I have to decide. If I go in one direction, for sure I will get the contract.
If I do not, I could lose it.
Paul
So what are your concerns?
Once again and this time a longer more serious facial expression on the pause.
Madison
If I take the pathway that leads to securing the contract it has certain dangers and I am not sure if I am ready to take that risk.
Paul
If you do not get the contract what exactly happens?
Madison
We are bankrupt!
The bank has been calling us now for over a month and I am doing all that we can to keep them away from the front door with promises that are slowly falling apart.
Paul
Okay, the other option for the contract, is it illegal and is it risky to your life?
Madison
No and no love nothing like that.
Paul
Again, I ask you, what can I do to help?
Madison
I guess I just wanted to ask you to support me no matter what happens next, even if knowing what I have to do comes with risk.
Paul
Sweetheart, be as safe as you need to be and do whatever you think you need to do. You always have me here right beside or behind you.
Madison reaches out and takes hold of her husband’s hand. They smiled at each other and shared a quick kiss.
Paul
Now it is my turn to ask you something.
Madison
What is it?
Paul
Are you pregnant?
Madison
What!
Are you joking or are you being serious?
Paul
Well, a bit of both. I need to take care of business right in front of me first.
Madison (With a measured smile )
Ok sweet heart I can assure you, I am not pregnant. Are you trying to give me a hint, because, if you are, you can go ahead because I am so done with that?
Paul (pulling out the paper that Liam had earlier given to him)
Sweetheart, I am very happy with us.
I have been holding on to this note that Liam found at our party and gave it to me. When he gave it to me it was still closed in an envelope form. When I opened it…
Paul unfolds the note and hands it to Madison
Paul (having shared the note)
…this is what it said…
Madison (reading the note out loud)
I AM PREGNANT!
Who did it come from?
Paul
That’s it, he found it on the ground. So I am guessing it fell from someone at the party.
CUE TO MICHAEL and MICAYLA in their room
Micayla (holding Michael’s hand giving him reassurance)
I am sure, whatever it is, It will not change us
Michael
OK. I found out at our party, that I got someone pregnant~
Micayla (Feeling her heart stop. Perhaps not completely but certainly skipping many beats)
Oh!
Oh, pregnant!
Sooo!
What do…
Micayla could not help herself as she felt her hands slowly pulling away from the hold on Michael.
FADE OUT
CUE TO 2 YEARS AGO
We are in the apartment of The Blue Rose and Carrio
Carrio’s transition has now been completed and HER HEALING is almost completely cleared.
Jamie, now carrying Carrio’s identification is struggling at work under Erick’s bullying. The Blue Rose is on the phone. She is presently at the support treatment center for the final phase of her transition and is expected to be there for one more year.
The Blue Rose (Formally Carrio)
Jamie you have managed to put up with Erick all this time what is so different now? I will be home by year’s end and we can party forever man.
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
From the last time we spoke about his actions that night, has become more and more emboldened. He has robbed me of many opportunities while holding those images over my head.
The Blue Rose (Formally Carrio)
Ok why don’t you tell me what you know so far
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Do you remember that night of the party when he was so excited to celebrate my promotion?
The Blue Rose
Yes we spoke about him on a number of occasions, how is your friend doing
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Well, yesterday Erick, who from the very night of my promotion party, claimed that my friend and I were just unfortunate victims of those two girls who we met at the club.
But now Erick’s new assistant slipped me a solid by informing me that she too was abused and now being victimized by him.
And she happens to know that Erick was the one that set up that whole evening’s event purpose to get his hooks in me.
The Blue Rose
Are you saying Erick planned the entire setup?
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Not only did he set it up he also has images of a lot of fucking people in that place of his. Jennifer his new assistant says he has pictures of her. She is scared shitless of him and what he could do to ruin her life.
The Blue Rose
So what exactly has brought on this change in you today, Like is he doing stuff to you differently, or what?
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Man, shit is going down here bad. My job performance sucks. Erick is fucking up every progress I make with his fucking lies and deceit.
But the worst, my friend attempted suicide last night. He is in the hospital now, in the section for mental health support.
The Blue Rose
Oh God No!
And he has young children and what about his wife? That sucks for shit man.
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Well the night Erick had put on that big fake happiness celebration for my promotion, there were two very attractive ladies that we just so happened to have met at the club.
My friend had gone off with his date while mine had stayed with me at the table.
As it turns out, Erick had arranged all. While he was sitting at the table, Erick claimed he got a text or video message as prove that they were going to extort money from my friend. The knight in shining armor Erick, turns out to be the devil in disguise.
Fade out to that time
Flashback 5 years ago to the Night of Carrio’s Celebration
Cue into the Club Monico
Cassandra had her mark seated on the couch her back to the doorway. The seating was a purposely orchestrated layout as per Erick’s earlier directions. Cassandra Girl 2 is stripped down to her underpants. Her mark’s face was lost in her bosoms. His Shirt, opened, his pants and underpants having taken up residence around his ankles. Cassandra fully aware of Erick’s entrance into the room hastens her actions while keeping her mark’s face hidden and unaware of Erick’s presence. She reaches down, grabs hold of him, and listens as he murmurs. She begins to shower his face with small kisses.
With her free hand, she then pulls her underpants to one side…
“Purposefully exposing her penis. Video confirmed by Erick, he then…”
From the moment Erick entered the room he had his camera phone running. Being most careful not to get Cassandra’s face in the frame he watches closely as Cassandra works her magic. Once Erick had enough material he signaled her, slowly backed out of the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
Erick waits a few seconds and there’s a knock on the door.
FADE OUT FROM THE CLUB’s Image 5 years ago.
CUE IN BACK TO
2 YEARS AGO (Still in conversation)
The Blue Rose
So this was all a setup by Erick
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
Erick drove my friend into a state resulting in his attempted suicide and eventually and now he’s out.
I am in a bad place right now. I am not feeling well and my blood pressure is very high
The Blue Rose
Ok I am going to come back and help you
Jamie (Presently using Carrio’s identification)
NO!
No, I know you have done a lot. Your program is almost completed.
I have held on for all this time just to make sure we both walk into our new lives ok
Just do what you need to do and trust that I will be here when you are done.
The Blue Rose (VOICE OVER)
But he was not good. In fact, he was far from being good. Later that evening I received an urgent message from the apartment’s management informing me that he was showing signs of distress and was presently in some emotional distress.
I called an old friend and was able to get him registered under the name Jamie to their clinic without any red flags being raised with officials.
Jamie has now been doing much better and his deposition becoming healthier. His sudden disappearance from work was his last kick at Erick’s well-constructed plan.
Sometime before having lost it, Jamie made a call to Erick and offered to do something Erick had been offering for them to do for some time. He had offered for just the two of them to go Camping for a weekend. So Jamie called up Erick and accepted the offer. He then called a number of their mutual friends and began to speak excitedly about going on his first camping trip with Erick. They made plans to arrive at a predetermined destination, just on the outskirts of town, where Jamie would park his car and Erick would then drive them to the camping site.
With everyone knowing of their plans, Jamie made a late call to Erick to inform him that he would drive himself directly to the campsite. Jamie earlier, having had assistance from The Blue Rose, had his car parked exactly where he had previously arranged. One final call made by Jamie was to inform Erick that he would be very late, possibly coming in the very early AM due to transportation delays and then he disappeared.
END OF EPISODE 8
IN MEMORY OF
CHRIS JAMES MOONEY
