Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... little hiccup. Jeremy, he was still listed as having fifty percent ownership of the house. Stupidly, I'd overlooked that aspect.

I was so excited about our prospects, that I neglected to even consider Jeremy or his legal rights. Daisy, picked up on my dark mood. "What's the matter babe. You look so sad today?"

"I got a letter from the bank regarding our application for a new mortgage. We have to provide proof that Jeremy, has signed over any interest in the house."

"But Jeremy, walked away?"

"Yeah, but his signature is still on the title. We need to get him to sign off on it."

With a deep thoughtful frown spoiling her beautiful features. She said falteringly. "Oh, I'll give him a call."

"Yes, I think that's probably best. What do you think he'll say?"

She cringed. "He was so passionate about saving the place. I was surprised when he decided to give up. He was in tears the day he left. He couldn't stand the thought of bulldozers knocking the house down."

"Do you think once he knows that all the arrears have been paid he'll want to get something out of it?"

"I don't know, Sasha. He was devastated. I don't think he will want money."

"What then?"

She walked up and clutched my hands in hers. "If he thinks we can save it. He will probably want to come back."

"Oh..." I sighed dejectedly.

"Sasha, it might be a good thing. He understands farming. He worked this land with my parents when it was still a farm. If we're going to grow vegetables. ...

... Who's going to do that? If you're serious about me being the chef, then who looks after the horticultural aspect?"

"I figured we'd hire somebody. I don't know anything about it."

"Well, we could get Jeremy, to look after that angle."

"Would he want to once he finds out I'm involved?"

"Sweetie, he has no grudge with you."

I snickered. "I don't know about that. He was pretty keen to cut my fingers and ears off."

"No..." She gasped. "He would never have done that. Jeremy, would never hurt anybody. He was just frustrated and didn't know what to do. You saw what he was like."

"I didn't get a good feeling from him. Does he know you are a lesbian?"

"He knows. I've had other girlfriends. He was horrified at first. Once he knew that's who I was. He kinda accepted it."

I shrugged. "You may as well call him. The bank won't act without his signature either way. We either offer him a pay out. Or we bring him in." She leaned in close, and we kissed. Her body melding with mine. It was as if the world stopped spinning. Our problems evaporating. Every time it was the same. Once in her arms, nothing else mattered.

She pulled out her phone, and dialed. "Hey Jeremy."

I walked away. I didn't really want him involved. We were hardly on friendly terms. I could only imagine him bringing a negative vibe. In my head, it had always been just Daisy and me. This was to be our haven.

I fussed around. The damned weed wacker was a new skill and I hadn't really mastered it ...