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I caught you knockin' Chapter Seven Daniel and Calla did not stop at the CVS for condoms or stomach medications. Instead Daniel drove to the Motel 6 and David. “To wot dew I owe the honor?” David asked as he opened the door. His smart mouth was quiet as he looked down to see that Calla was with Danny this time. She looked pale and her eyes didn’t look like they were focusing quite right. “Callie, come in, gurl, it’s cold out there.” Well, they must have both come here tonight because….. “I take it dis means yew got my money?” Shit. “No, David I don’t. I’ll have it for you tomorrow.” After last night Daniel forgot all about getting his hands on a quarter million dollars for his brother. David grumbled something incoherent. “Tomorrow, ok? Tonight I want the rest of your pot.” The mumbling grumbles turned into a loud snort. “Yew want wot?” Putting the car seat and Brigid down on the table as he’d done the last time he was here, Daniel dug into his back pocket and came out with his wallet. “Look, here’s a hundred bucks, it’s all I’ve got on me.” He held the money out to Davy while showing him the billfold was empty. “You can get more for yourself later.” “Hell, fer dat I’ll git yew more right now. Guy’s just a few doors down.” David informed him. “I ain’t got much left, so” he snatched the money out of Daniels hand. “Gimmie dat, take a seat, I’ll be back in a few.” Sliding into his shoes he walked out the door. “Why are we here?” Calla asked looking around the room. Daniel thought that was fairly obvious. “To get pot from him.” “Why?” She sat in one of the motel chairs. “Why are you saying this is all right?” Her words were metered as she thought about each one before speaking. Daniel stood and paced the room. “It’s not going to be like before, Calla. I’m not going to just leave it with you, do you understand?” In the car seat Brigid started to fuss. Before he could get back across the small hotel room Calla had her out of the car seat and the diaper bag was open. “Adams said this would be all right,” he stammered watching her change the baby with fluid expertise and the way they smiled at each other warmed his heart. “David’s the only one I know who can get it. I know it’s been decriminalized but you still can’t walk into a store and buy it like cigarettes.” A thought struck him and he wished he had come up with it before. “You probably know where to get some don’t you?” “Well, we all know I scored last night on campus, no reason to think I can’t do it again.” Calla reminded him while she secured the new diaper. “Yes, I understand that I won’t be allowed to some as much as I like whenever I like.” Gingerly she put little Brigid’s legs back into the one piece outfit. “Hungry little lady?” Calla asked the baby. “I think she is. Watch her and I’ll make up a bottle.” “I’ll get it Calla.” Daniel said. She’d been right to make him responsible for the baby but now that she was slipping a little bit, well, being a Mother was familiar to her. Calla knew how to do it and she was very good at it though that hadn’t always been. When the twins were small they gave her a very hard time. Daniel smiled at the memory. Soon she got used to the idea of making them do what she wanted instead of the other way around. Rummaging around in the diaper bag he came up with a clean bottle and proceeded to mix the formula for the baby. “You’re not afraid of him anymore, are you? David I mean.” Daniel asked shaking the bottle and popping into the hotel room’s microwave. “I wouldn’t exactly give him the keys to the city or anything,” she remarked walking over to the bed and sitting down with the baby in her arms. When the microwave went off Calla reached for the bottle so she could feed Brigid. “I don’t know, he seems to have changed somehow.” Handing the bottle to her Daniel let out a heavy groan. The door opened it and with it came a cold blast of winter air and David. “Here ya go.” He tossed a fat sack to his brother. “Yeah, I hit it.” He admitted with a smile. “Not to hard just you’re average finder’s fee.” David said with a snicker and a wink. “How yew doin’ gurl?” “Humph, yeah, thanks.” Daniel said stuffing the plastic baggie with the half ounce of marijuana into his inside coat pocket. David handed him half a pack of rolling papers. “Come on, Calla, we should go.” “She’s tiny and hungry, she has to eat.” Calla protested to her Husband while ignoring her brother in-law. “Just wait until I finish feeding her then we can go home.” David sat down where Calla had been sitting, the chair was warm and had a nice view of her on the bed. Now she was moving closer to the head of the bed so that she could lean against the headboard while feeding the baby. Calla stretched her legs out on the bed the gray wool skirt rode up a little ways. Clinging nicely to well-molded legs was a pair of high-heeled black leather boots, they were calf-high and hugging her legs in a lustful embrace. The hem on the gray wool skirt ended a few inches above the boots giving a tantalizing view of that lovely thigh. “Take a seat Danny let’s let the baby eat, shall we?” Under the table, he pushed the other chair toward Daniel with his foot. While Daniel turned his back and took off the heavy coat, Davy adjusted the burgeoning hard on between his legs without taking his eyes off of her. Calla wasn’t paying any attention to him, no all of her attentions were focused on the baby in her arms. “Ain’t this nice, huh?” David asked as Daniel took a seat at the small round table. “Nice little family evenin’.” For the next twenty minutes of this nice family evenin’ Daniel watched David watch Calla. The look on David’s face was so like his own. How many times did he look at her like that over the years Daniel sat there at the table captivated by the look on David’s face it was like gazing into some cursed and Circus House mirror. One that allowed you not only to see the reflections of your own perverted thoughts in your own warped head but one that allowed you to hear them as well. The strangest most disgusting thing began happening to him, not only was his heart picking the pace very rapidly but he was getting stiff watching David watch her. It would take a while before Brigid was done with the bottle if he didn’t starting thinking about something else….. “Where are you going to go?” He asked his brother. The delicate heat of the moment was broken by the sound of Daniel’s voice, David turned to look at him. “I don’t know.” “I hear Mexico’s nice.” “Dat right?” David said with a smile. “I might check dat out or I might buy a li’l place ‘round here somewheres.” Behind them a gust of wind blew the door wide open. Daniel was closest he reached out and slammed it shut but not before the icy blast permeated the room. On the bed Calla curled protectively around the baby. Her back curved deeper and that firm ass jutted out further. Just begging to be touched. The skirt rode higher on her thigh and her milky white skin broke out in goose bumps at the sudden chill. David swiped the back of his hand across the corner of his mouth to catch the spittle. “Stop thinking about it.” Daniel whispered in his ear and resumed his seat. “You’re never going to have her.” “Dat right?” David asked for the second time. “Never say never. I know yew’se feelin’ wot I am an’ like I said, it ain’t gotta be like dat. Like yur dream.” Maybe it did and maybe it didn’t have to be like that, Daniel didn’t know the answer there but he hoped that he was wrong and David was right. Daniel spent a good part of the day thinking about what David had said, how Daniel had already engaged in group sex and liked it very much but only difference was he only had women around him. While he refrained from telling her of course, since returning from Bacchus’ Kingdom Daniel would like to see her make love with another woman, he’d like to indulge in that with her. The idea of sharing Calla with another man always disgusted him…until just now. Daniel knew he should pack her up and get her out of here but the swirling intense energy filling the room, making him hard and David lick his lips, it filled his head and made him feel fuzzy all over. A dark erotic pull reached up and grabbed him by the balls. He wanted to dismiss it, to turn away from it but the air was charged with electricity and the scents of animal heat and sex yet to be. Anticipation lit up the room as it lit up their eyes while they stared at her sitting quietly and unobtrusively upon the soft ready bed. Calla was completely oblivious to it all or so it seemed. She didn’t look up at them and she seemed unbothered by the charged atmosphere. By the bed was a fresh bottle of Jim Beam. After she ate Brigid would fall asleep, they could put her in the car seat in the corner of the room. He had a fresh sack of pot. They could smoke a few joints. That bed was big enough for three, sure it was. She looked so pretty sitting there. Just like she was waiting for them. Just like she wanted them to come over there to touch her, kiss her, lay her down and have their way with her. Yeah, she wanted it, sure she did. Just look at her sitting there. Long ago and several times over the years he promised he would never do that and she believed him. “It’s getting late, Calla. We should go.” Daniel forced the words out of his mouth as a light sweat broke out on brow. “The kids will start wondering where we are.” The hardness between his legs grew to full attention. It was good thing Adams said they could have sex because he was damn sure that about five minutes after he got her into their bedroom he was going to be all over her like white on rice. David could suffer with only his own hand to give his relief. “Good night, David. I’ll see tomorrow with your money.” Daniel stood up and waited for Calla follow him as soon as she rose with the baby Daniel slipped back into his coat. “You can finish feeding her in the back seat if you want.” He suggested and then strapped Brigid into the car seat. “Mexico.” Daniel said again as he ushered Calla out the motel room door. “Think about it.” End Chapter Seven Of This story and all stories in the Barters N Garters Library are copyrighted to Lisa Beth Darling these stories
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Thy Brother's Wife
Parts 1 & 2 Combined
by
Moon Mistress
a/k/a
Lisa Beth Darling
at my cellar door
I love you, baby,
can I have some more
Ooh, ooh, the damage done.
The Needle and the Damage Done
Neil Young
Thy Brother's Wife
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