I provided Jane with something else the student’s wanted… vibrators and dildos. I could get them really cheap from Tommy and resell them to Jane for a 50% profit and she would resell them to students for 50% profit again. The girls at the school were either too young to visit a sex store or didn’t want to buy online due to delivery issues. In a boarding school with 1500 horny female teenagers demand was always high.
“So how many have you got?” Jane asked as we sat on her bed. We were drinking beer and sharing a joint.
“Six of the super silent slimline vibes, four Bluetooth eggs and two double ended dildos, for those who like to play together.” I grinned and dumped the contents of my bag onto her lap.
Jane smiled looking at the pile of multi colored toys. “Usual terms?” She queried before taking a long toke and exhaling smoke out her nose.
“Yeah.” I took the joint from her and copied her actions.
“Can you get more, especially the remote eggs. The girls love them. There’s a dare going around at the moment for them to wear the fucking things in class during the day. I could sell a dozen tomorrow. I can spot you some cash if you need it.”
“Nah, I’m okay. Got a holiday job so I’ll have the money soon. Besides Tommy will give me a week to pay if I need it.”
There was a sudden noise from the wall behind us.
“Is that what I think it is?”
“Yep. Wally the Whopper is here.” Jane sighed and shook her head in mock disgust.
The sound was the bedhead in the next room knocking against the wall. It was soon joined by the sound of Jane’s mother’s arousal.
“Fuck this wall must be thin.” I laughed, shaking my own head in disbelief.
Wally was a traveling businessman who visited town twice a week and spent the evenings having loud sex with Irene, Jane’s mother.
We called him Wally the Whopper because one night Jane had gone next door to tell them to keep it down and she had seen the size of Wally’s cock. She’d opened the door to yell at them just as Wally pulled his dick out and shot a huge amount of cum all over Irene’s upper body. They didn’t see Jane and she stood watching in unbelief as rope after rope of cum spurted out of Wally’s twelve inch pulsating rod. It literally covered Irene’s stomach, tits and face as she gyrated and bucked on the bed from a massive climax. Still unnoticed Jane had left the room leaving them to their blissful ending. She’d described the event to me in quite some detail and we had duly dubbed Wally with his appropriate nickname.
“Your Dad’s going to find out about Wally and cut that dick off one day.” I declared as the noise from next door reached a crescendo with both of them obviously reaching a satisfactory conclusion.
“He already knows.” Jane replied casually.
“What!”
“Yeah he found out six months ago, but then Mum knew he’d been fucking my Aunt Helen so it was kind of hard for him to complain. They agreed to keep things the way they were. Dad stays at Helen’s on Sunday and Wednesday nights the same days that Wally’s in town. It seems to be working because there’s still plenty of sex next door on the other days of the week.”
“Bloody hell! You have to listen to that every night.” I exclaimed.
“Mum and Dad aren’t as loud and I’m out most nights until there done anyway. Besides, I can’t really complain I’m not much quieter than Mum when I’ve got a good stiff cock inside me.” Jane laughed and swigged her beer.
Hearing the noise next door and now picturing Jane fucking had me stiffening up. I tried to hide the bulge in my pants with my hand. Jane noticed!
“Feeling a little horny yourself eh!” She grinned seeing my discomfort.
“Fuck off!” I replied defensively.
“Want me to wank you off before you go?” She asked and winked.
“Nice offer but I’ve got to get going I start work at 7am tomorrow.” I got up and turned towards the door quickly so my boner wasn’t too much on show.
“Rain check then.” Jane said cheekily and grinned again.
I left the room with a smile on my face. I knew I wouldn’t be getting anything any time soon from Jane. Her boyfriend was a 6′ 3″ college football player built like a small building. Still her flirting with me was good for my ego.
The holidays came and went and I enjoyed the job with Steve and the guys. We built new walls in the studio and fitted a new kitchen and bathroom. Every night I was tired and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I also managed to double all the money I earned with Tommy and Jane’s help.
The only problem at hand was Gerry getting more interested in Issy. I offered to thump the shit out of him but Issy knew if I did I’d be in big trouble and sent to lock up. We were both desperate to get Gina and Gerry out of our lives.
It was a chance meeting with Jane’s mother Irene that hatched a plan for us to get away. I was sitting in the waiting room of my probation officer when Irene entered the room. She was a lawyer and had an office on the same floor.
“Hello Jay, waiting to see Derek?” she inquired while waiting for the receptionist to return.
“Yeah, got to have monthly confession sessions.” I replied with a hint of sarcasm.
“Oh come on Derek’s a good sort.”
“Yeah he’s okay I suppose.” I conceded with a shrug.
“You’re living with foster parents aren’t you. That’s never easy.”
I was surprised that she knew I was fostered. “To be honest it sucks and the Ferrall’s aren’t exactly good at the job.”
Irene looked at me surprised. “Ferralls! You don’t mean Gina and Gerry Ferrell do you?”
“Yeah unfortunately.”
Derek’s door opened and he greeted both of us before ushering me into his office. Irene seemed lost in thought as I said goodbye.
After my meeting as I walked out of Derek’s office the receptionist called me over to her desk.
“Irene Duggan would like a word with you Jay. She’s in the last office down the hall.”
“Ahh, Okay.” I responded, more than a little surprised.
I made my way down the hall and approached the last door on the right. A brass name plate with ‘Irene S Duggan, Attorney at Law,’ was etched onto the frosted glass window. I wasn’t sure whether to knock or go straight in so I rapped gently on the glass and then entered.
A young woman with bright red hair sat behind a large wooden desk on the far side of the room. She had the biggest tits I’d ever seen and her low cut dress left nothing to the imagination, her nipples must had just been covered. Her desk was piled high with folders and the walls lined with filing cabinets topped with document boxes. It was a kind of ordered chaos. On the only free wall was a huge poster of a Greek island… white washed houses with blue shutters overlooking the clear blue sea. The picture seemed to bring a little calmness to the otherwise busy room.
“You must be Jay. I’m Clare, Irene’s paralegal. Go through she’s waiting for you.” The red head smiled and indicated the door behind her.
I nodded and approached the door.
“Don’t bother knocking.” She answered my unspoken question before I asked.
Irene was behind an even larger desk, it too was covered in files and documents. Once again the walls were covered in cabinets piled high with boxes and papers. Space for a couple of chairs had been left facing the desk.
“Thanks for calling in Jay, have a seat.” Irene smiled.
I sat down, still bewildered at why I was here. I just hope she hadn’t twigged onto Jane and my sex toy business.
“Gina and Gerry Ferrall.” She said looking at me.
“You know them?”
“Unfortunately yes. I’ve known them for many years. Not my favorite couple I’m afraid.”
“Mine neither.” I replied with a shrug.
“How on earth did they get to become foster parents again!” Irene said shaking her head in disbelief.
“What do you mean?”
“Jerry was accused of interfering with two young teen girls they had in care about eight years ago. I went to school with Gina’s older sister and everyone was devastated when the accusations came out.”
“What happened?”
“There was some kind of deal made and Jerry got off with a smack on the hand and they were banned from looking after other kids. It ruined their reputation in the town we lived in so they had to move. I think Jerry’s brother helped them, the two of them were as thick as thieves growing up.”
“You mean Jerry’s brother Mike?”
“You know him as well?”
“He’s my court appointed social worker, and yeah he and Jerry are really close.”
“Well, all I know is Jerry and Gina were banned from foster care, so something isn’t right. Jane also mentioned that you said a young a girl in your house is having problems with Jerry?”
“Yeah Issy. She moved a few months back, she’s sixteen.”
“I don’t like this. I’m going to do some digging and find out what’s going on here. You okay with that?”
“Ah, yeah of course.”
“Leave it with me then.” Irene smiled.
That short meeting lead to a whole can of shit being stirred up. A chain of events that changed my life. It turns out Irene’s big boobed helper Clare wasn’t just a normal paralegal… she had the skills of a computer genius and was also a pretty good amateur detective. She found out Jerry, Gina and Mike had a lot of dirty laundry hidden in their closets! Firstly, the only reason Jerry and Gina were fostering again was because their previous records had been erased from the system… something that Mike could have done. The three of them were also running an illegal adoption scam on the dark net, taking money from desperate couples in exchange for supposed streamlined access to foreign orphan children. To top things off Mike was having an affair with Gina behind Jerry’s back.
Irene took all this info and came up with a plan that not only secured my freedom but also had a positive result for Issy. She arranged a meeting with Jerry, Gina and Mike and blindsided them with her accusations. They were stunned at what she knew and on the back foot from the beginning. Although she couldn’t prove Mike had erased the fostering records that didn’t stop Irene from making it sound like she had enough proof to go to the authorities. She also threatened to turn their names over to the couples they had ripped off via the dark web dealings. Again there was no way of taking the issue to court but giving the victim’s their names could result in some couples taking reparation that might cause physical harm the Ferrall’s.
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