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The White Box -- Part 2

Date: 11/22/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 87.6, Source: sexstories.com

than you do. The answer to both your questions is ‘yes’ and she’s done an outstanding job. Think it’s easy to find a secretary for me who’s in her sixties, forty pounds overweight, and a grandmother?” Everyone laughed, exactly as I intended. Rita’s family needed to lighten up. “One more question, if I may—you give the impression of being fairly wealthy….” “DADDY!!” I reached over to kiss Rita’s cheek. “Once again, it’s quite all right. My soon to be ex-wife who knows nothing about business almost sold Bellamy Investments for two point four billion. In reality it’s worth roughly three times that.” He must have been satisfied—he sat there for more than a minute with his mouth hanging open. We returned to the table an hour later for dessert; I thought the food would never end. We left at eleven and were back home by 11:30. Det. Serrano was there waiting for us. “They make you work on Thanksgiving?” “I’m only here to deliver some bad news, Mr. Bellamy. The DNA testing was sent to us late last night. One of the skeletons they found was your wife. We assume the other was Dr. Spengler. We should get his DNA results in a few days.” I had no visible reaction. “To be honest, Detective, I really don’t care. After the way she tortured me my only prayer is that she suffered before she died. I know that seems harsh, but how would you feel if she crushed your balls, made you a mindless slave, and tried to steal everything you ever worked for? Oh yeah, then there was the issue of her ... adultery.” “What do you want done with the remains?” “Me? Nothing—perhaps you should contact her parents.” “We have; they’ve read the news stories about her and they’re disgusted. They want nothing to do with her, even now that she’s deceased.” “Then have the remains cremated. I’ll pay for her, but nothing for him. The mortuary can dispose of the ashes as they see fit.” “Just so you know…the lab found teeth marks on the bones. It looks like coyotes.” “In New York? I thought they were only in the west.” “No…we have them all throughout the state, fishers, too. Fishers are related to the weasel and they can be really vicious. We don’t know for sure if they were dead first or if they were attacked and killed. Coyotes are usually afraid of people, but we don’t know what condition they were in after being out in the woods. They could have been suffering from exposure or dehydration. We just don’t know and I doubt we ever will. The whole mess is just a shame.” I couldn’t disagree. After shaking his hand and saying good-bye we walked into the house. “Do you like this house, Rita? I wouldn’t mind selling it. I can’t stand going into the basement and seeing the cell and the root cellar.” “I do like it, Martin. This house has character and it’s big enough for a family. Yes…I would love to have children. I don’t know how yet, but I’d enjoy being a mother. I think you should phone a contractor tomorrow and have the root cellar sealed up. Then you should have that cell and everything in it ...