The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1

It was the 17th of January, 1931. I'd lived in London for two weeks, already had my first case and nearly lost my life. Still, I was not dissatisfied. Mr. Newcomb returned from the country soon after the case had been solved. A day after his arrival, we sat in the lobby of his hotel and there he informed me that Lacey had decided to forego the debt. I politely asked why, but he didn't seem to want to go into detail. The day before I had come across something in the paper. Andre Lacey had fallen to his death by accident and was to be buried the following Saturday. I was puzzled. I most certainly didn't consider myself out of harms way, but I had the feeling William Lacey wasn't about to show up on my doorstep to revenge his favored son. I was standing in my fathers office thinking all this over when Alice knocked on the door. ”Yes?” ”It's me, Mr. Wakefield!” ”Come in, Miss Kite!” Something had changed. The familiarity Alice and I had felt towards one another had vanished – mostly on her part. I suspected it had happened just around the time the case had been closed by the police. Newcomb had paid me for the investigation. It was nowhere near a fortune, but it was a considerably sum. I had set the main portion aside for renovating the building. Then I realized that I now employed a secretary. What was I to pay her? I settled for a sum and added a bit more to compensate for her move and the danger she had been in. I believe it was there, when I handed her the envelope and she ...

... opened it, that something changed. Alice looked at me differently. Where as she had been flirty before, she was no very controlled. I didn't understand it at the time, but I felt I had better not mention it. ”Mr. Wakefield, the painters are here.” ”Will you show them up? Miss Kite, is it possible for them to start in your apartment? I still have a few things to move upstairs.” ”Of course. What about the stairs and the hall?” ”Let them finish that last. Then we can go out for lunch, what do you say?” Alice nodded and smiled. She turned and closed the door behind her. I looked around the room. We had moved all the furniture into the middle of the room and covered them with sheets since they were to heavy to move. The boxes full of books, documents and other things where to be moved to the apartment below, where I had taken residence for the time being. We had cleared the garbage in all five apartments and had cleaners around to get it properly done. I picked up a box and went out to the stairs. I could hear the painters coming up from downstairs. I stopped and waited for them to give them some directions and then finished with the boxes. ”Alice? Miss Kite are you down there?” ”Yes,” cried Alice from the front door. ”I'll be down in a minute. Let's go shall we?” I got her coat and mine and headed downstairs. Alice stood out on the sidewalk. The work we were doing on the house was quite the exciting event for the neighbors and just opposite the building was a restaurant in on the ...