Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

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“Okay, I guess. What’s up with Yvonne?” Cam asked, tilting his head slightly towards the corner booth.

Deeny looked towards the booth and an unreadable look passed over her own face before turning back to Cam and shrugging with an awkward smile. The smile faltered a bit before she folded her hands atop one another on her side of the counter and leaned a little closer to Cam.

“That’s some lawyer. Y found out last night that her grandmother had left her some money when she was just a kid, but her mom never told her. What’s more is that her mom has been living off that money all this time.” Deen said only loud enough for Cam to hear.

Cam looked up sharply from stirring his coffee and grimaced as the implications sank in. He studied Deeny’s face as she was lost in thought looking at her own hands. He resumed stirring his coffee but doing so more thoughtfully before speaking again.

“So, is she in some sort of legal trouble?” Cam asked quietly of Deeny.

“No. She told me that her mother has had a stroke and is in a nursing home now. The Nursing home is who found out about the trust, they can’t touch it of course, so they contacted the law firm that is handling the trust. They contacted Y last night and now you know as much as we do. Well... till Y is finished talking to the lawyer anyway.” Deen concluded.

Even as Deeny had said it, the lawyer stood up and eased out of the booth. He offered his hand to shake to Yvonne who simply looked at his hand and ...

... didn’t move to shake it. The lawyer stood there awkwardly for a moment and simply nodded and turned to leave. Yvonne watched him go but was not really paying him that much attention. With her elbow on the table, Yvonne lowered her head to rest her brow and eyes in her left hand. Deeny longed to rush to her side but she stood still and gave Yvonne her moment.

After another moment or two, Yvonne sat up straight and shook her head a couple of times as if clearing away the cobwebs. She stubbed out her half-smoked cigarette and stood up out of the booth. She was still smoothing her uniform and apron as she came around the end of the counter and approached Deeny and Cam. Neither Deeny or Cam said anything but the looks they were giving Yvonne prompted her to speak.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” Yvonne said a little defensively as she was still off balance from speaking with the lawyer.

“Just wondering if you’re okay is all, Y.” Deeny said sincerely reaching out to rub the older woman’s arm.

Yvonne sighed and hung her head briefly as she shook it slowly. When she looked up her eyes were watering a little and Deeny could feel her trembling under her hand. Yvonne eased back against the service counter where the coffee machine was sitting, and crossed her arms as if to warm herself. She looked at her feet for a moment then shrugged and looked up at Deeny and Cam.

“I don’t know whether to laugh or scream. The greedy old whore never said a word about the money my ...