My sister,my sex slave(34)

When she joined the others at the dinner table she was feeling fine and she knew that she looked exceptionally pretty and desirable. She wondered if Adam would get to see how pretty she looked when she met him again at the old carriage house. She hoped he'd notice.

Lennie wanted her to work with him and Carol in the library and he wanted to sort of go, over the things that they had catalogued and evaluated, things that he had not yet disposed of, but would in the next few days.

She had some more lists for Adam after spending a few hours with Lennie and Carol. She could see, too, now that she knew what they were really like, that there was not much to like about either of them. Carol was very pretty, of course, but she was not very well educated or talented in any way. But, then Norma wasn't either. It was just that she didn't like Carol, probably. Thinking about things, she knew that she wanted to help Adam Wright and she might be a bit miffed with Lennie and the twins and Carol for fooling her so easily.

She would have to think of what she and Lily would do after Lennie and his people went off to jail. She would have to find another place for them to live. She would have to get another job, so that she and Lily could eat. Bleakly, she wondered if Lennie would pay her any money at all for the work that she was doing for him. Somehow, she suspected that Lennie would not pay her anything.

She worked with Lennie and Carol in the library and when Carol went off to the kitchen to fix them some coffee, Lennie leaned back in this chair behind the desk and he smiled at Norma, very openly liking her.

"You've been a big help to me," he said. "Now, you and Carol can begin on some of the other stuff and I will unload all of these fancy books. Maybe in the next few days we will get rid of all of the books. I got a guy that's willing to buy anything that I bring him. He's a very rich merchant and he knows a good thing when he sees it."

Norma smiled at him. She didn't feel like saying anything. She felt a bit like Judas.

"You should have some money," Lennie said. "Maybe you will be able to use it when you go into town again."

He took a big roll of money from his pocket and he handed her two hundred dollar bills.

"I haven't really done enough to earn this much," she said.

He grinned at her. "You let me be the judge of that."

She put the money into her bra when he was not looking at her. She was sure that it was all a pointless bit of business because she would have to return the money to its rightful owners. Lennie was just a man who stole everything. Any money that he gave to her would most certainly belong to someone else. But, she would tell Adam about the money and give it to him if he told her to.

She was a bit relieved when Carol brought their coffee in to them and she sat with the two of them, sipping the hot coffee, nibbling on cookies and the prosaic character of the scene struck her and she was suddenly close to tears. It was all such a shame, because she was sure that Lennie and Carol could be happy together if they tried to live a normal life. She wondered why Lennie hated work so much that he had to steal. And she wished that she had the nerve to ask him about it, but she knew that she would not.

The others were in the living room watching the television set and she wished that she could do something nice for the twins. She could never tell one from the other but she knew that Lily liked the boys and she did, too. She wished that she could keep them from going to jail. They were not innocent, of course, but they were too young to be sent off to prison. They were innocent dupes in the hands of Lennie and Carol. Maybe she would talk to Adam and see if he could do something to spare the boys from a life in a prison. She would at least do what she could.

When Carol and Lennie talked of going to bed and getting a good night's sleep, she was glad. She wanted to go to bed and think about Adam and the things that they would probably do again. She could feel a new and special heat in her cheeks as she thought of the things that she and Adam did together and she decided that they would probably do them again.

Carol stood up and she yawned and she grinned a bit self-consciously as she looked at Lennie.

"I am exhausted," she said. "I guess I'm not as young or as sturdy as I used to be."

Lennie laughed as he yawned, too. "You had a very busy day," he said. "How many little times did you have for yourself?"

Carol laughed softly. "I have no idea," she said. "But, admit it, isn't that stuff wonderful?"

"It sure is," Lennie said. "And, there is a well-equipped dark room in the basement. I can develop pictures and we can look at them so the whole thing is just a bonanza."

"Fine," Carol said, yawning again. "Now can we go to bed?"