Chinaman's Chance - Sex Stories

Chinaman's Chance

... I know of is Lee Chen. He was shot to death in 1882 and left no estate." "On the contrary. He survived that shooting and lived until 1940." "That's impossible! I was there when he was shot. He fell in the water. I...I tried to save him." I was sobbing and shouting. I wasn't thinking about waking the baby. "I don't understand. If he survived, why did he allow me to believe he was dead?" I couldn't believe Chen could be so cruel. "He was picked up near death by a merchant ship in the bay already heading out to sea. It was a mainly Chinese crew, so I guess they felt sorry for him and nursed him back to health. He was out of touch for three full months. By the time he was able to cable Maggie Hooper and let her know he was alive, the incident at Madame Bordeaux's parlor house had occurred and you had already disappeared." I finally calmed down and nodded. It was a satisfactory explanation. Chen would have let me know he was alive had he been able. I was happy he survived yet sad that I had gone on my killing spree and missed spending the rest our lives together. "You must think me mad talking like I was there and yet you sound like you believe me or at least you are humoring me?" "I would never try to prove it in a court of law, but yes I believe you were there. How else can I explain these photographs?" He displayed photographs of Chen and me taken by Maggie. Mr. Wong also displayed a copy of my investment instructions I ...

... gave to Maggie. He said it matched handwriting samples from an essay I wrote in school. I wondered how they got a hold of that. "Thank you for coming here to tell me my husband survived," I said. "I feel much better for it. Is there anything else you wish to tell me?" I could hear my baby stirring. He would need changing and feeding. I was too shy to breastfeed in front of strangers. I wished Chen would have been able to hold his son in his arms. "Yes, your husband made a great fortune following your investment instructions with the money you left to Miss Hooper. He took part of the money and established a trust in your name in the hopes you survived the conflagration at Madame Bordeaux's and returned to your own time. The trust's present value is 3.6 billion dollars. If you are able to live on the interest without touching the principal, your son's grandchildren will be reaping the benefits. I gaped at the attorney. "I can do that." Well, I was able to decline my parents' invitation to move back home. I bought a home of my own and I am able to be a full time mother to my son. We live modestly. There's no sense stirring up curiosity or resentment. I learned that from Chen. Chen didn't just leave me money. He left me hundreds of love letters in the hopes that I might someday read them. I'm reading them now. He also left a journal of how he helped all the people who helped us in our adventure. I hope you have enjoyed my tale.