Fiction: Rent Free (R-18)

interesting · 04-13-2015, 04:15 AM

"So... you know about his arrangements, then?"

It was hard for Justine to wrap her head around the fact she was meeting her landlord's aged mother. Juniper, as she called herself, was still spry of mind if not of body. And she seemed very aware of what transpired in the building.

"Of course..."
"And you don't mind?"
"My son provides a valuable service to women who need it. Why shouldn't he get something out of it. Plus, everybody tells me he's a great lover."

There was no argument from Justine. So far, they'd had sex three times, and he had always handsomely delivered on the pleasure front.

"It is... unusual, still?" Justine continued, trying to get more info out of the woman.

"Unusual, maybe. Non-traditional, for sure. He takes after his father, you know."
"He does?"
"Yes, well, for the sex part. He takes after me for the helping part. I used to run charities until I got too old to manage them."
"You live in here alone?"
"I used to have a suitor, but he passed away two years ago."
"Sorry for you loss."
"Sorry for the loss of his big dick, you mean!"

Juniper burst out laughing at her own comment, and Justine could only smile. But Juniper wasn't done talking.

"All the men in my live have been - pun intended - pricks. August's father - may he rot in hell - used to sell me out for sex so I would pay for his shortcomings. Got himself killed, too."
"Oh my!"
"I know.... when August told me he was going into porn, I wasn't really shocked."
"How did he get rich? Through porn?"
"Not quite... but that's his story to tell."
"All right."

Juniper stared down Justine quite suddenly.

"And your daughter... how is she?"
"She is... fine. I... really needed some way to... protect her. Save her. This may sound weird but... I would do anything for her."

Memories were flooding to the surface, and Justine felt ill at ease, but Juniper simply smiled.

"I know how you feel," she replied. "Where is your daughter tonight?"
"Partying with her boyfriend, I think..."
"How old is she?"
"Fifteen. Going in sixteen in three months."

Juniper could tell, from the look in Justine's eyes, how devoted she was to her daughter's well-being. She understood. She felt the same.

04-13-2015, 04:15 AM	#29
interesting getDare Succubus Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: Somewhere between here and there, in Quebec, Canada... Posts: 1,662 Blog Entries: 27	Justine and Juniper - A Conversation "So... you know about his arrangements, then?" It was hard for Justine to wrap her head around the fact she was meeting her landlord's aged mother. Juniper, as she called herself, was still spry of mind if not of body. And she seemed very aware of what transpired in the building. "Of course..." "And you don't mind?" "My son provides a valuable service to women who need it. Why shouldn't he get something out of it. Plus, everybody tells me he's a great lover." There was no argument from Justine. So far, they'd had sex three times, and he had always handsomely delivered on the pleasure front. "It is... unusual, still?" Justine continued, trying to get more info out of the woman. "Unusual, maybe. Non-traditional, for sure. He takes after his father, you know." "He does?" "Yes, well, for the sex part. He takes after me for the helping part. I used to run charities until I got too old to manage them." "You live in here alone?" "I used to have a suitor, but he passed away two years ago." "Sorry for you loss." "Sorry for the loss of his big dick, you mean!" Juniper burst out laughing at her own comment, and Justine could only smile. But Juniper wasn't done talking. "All the men in my live have been - pun intended - pricks. August's father - may he rot in hell - used to sell me out for sex so I would pay for his shortcomings. Got himself killed, too." "Oh my!" "I know.... when August told me he was going into porn, I wasn't really shocked." "How did he get rich? Through porn?" "Not quite... but that's his story to tell." "All right." Juniper stared down Justine quite suddenly. "And your daughter... how is she?" "She is... fine. I... really needed some way to... protect her. Save her. This may sound weird but... I would do anything for her." Memories were flooding to the surface, and Justine felt ill at ease, but Juniper simply smiled. "I know how you feel," she replied. "Where is your daughter tonight?" "Partying with her boyfriend, I think..." "How old is she?" "Fifteen. Going in sixteen in three months." Juniper could tell, from the look in Justine's eyes, how devoted she was to her daughter's well-being. She understood. She felt the same.