The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines

... he couldn't have room to wiggle out of it when it came to trial. “Maybe you didn't realize it was for book club?” “Naw. I've never taken her to any place out in Graham.” “So, after the fight, what did you do?” “Stayed home. Fooled around with my wives and concubines. They'll all confirm it. It was when Fatima fell sick that I realized my car was stolen.” Were Aaliyah and his concubines involved? There were five unidentified, female footprints that didn't belong to the victims. And his second wife was in the hospital, admitted the same night. Was she actually injured out at the cabin? “I'll need to speak to them. Maybe one of them knows something more about your wife.” “I doubt it,” Kyle answered, his fist clenching. “But you can talk to them.” So possessive. Could that be his motivation? Did he find out that his girlfriend was cheating on him with her book club? But what about the bears? Why were they killed? And what tore up the ground in front of the cabin? The more he investigated, the more questions this case generated. But he was certain that Kyle was at the heart of it all. He didn't know the full picture, but he would, and he'd see that Kyle spent every last day in prison for the deaths of those women. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle had a spring in his step as he left the Principal's office. He had been terrified when he learned that a police officer wanted to speak to him, sure he was about to be arrested for the mess out at the cabin. Instead, the detective just ...

... wanted to learn what Kyle knew about Christy's disappearance. Which wasn't much. Some of Kyle's mood disappeared. He hoped Christy was able to find whatever she was searching. But it wasn't enough to weigh him down the relief he felt knowing the cops didn't suspect his involvement in the mess at the cabin. He didn't regret what had happened—the witches had kidnapped his wife and tried to kill them when they had showed up to rescue her. “Mr. Unmei.” His concubine, Ms. Capello walked up, concern on her face. She was supposed to be teaching the English class that Kyle had been pulled out of. She raced up, those wonderful tits of hers bouncing beneath her tight, silk blouse, nipples pressing hard, and Kyle smiled. He loved how obscene she looked without wearing a bra. Just the way he liked her. “Ms. Capello,” he smiled, enjoying the way she blushed. “Is everything all right?” “Are you concerned?” She took a quick look around; they were alone in the hallway. But she stepped forward anyway. “Do the cops suspect your involvement in...the cabin.” Kyle narrowed his eyes. “How do you know about that?” “Some of the concubines told me yesterday during lunch. I believed them about Aaliyah, too. That she's a...” she mouthed the word Genie. “It makes sense.” She took a deep breath, and asked, “Did you really rescue Aaliyah and...kill those students?” He stroked her face. “And if I said yes?” She smiled and shivered. “I would know you are a man that fights for his loved ones.” Her voice was ...