The Fortune: The Michael Biancho Series

By Charles Raspa

Michael Biancho moves forward after the untimely death of his 2nd wife after their wedding. He continues to build his company, Holden, Tate and Smith into a powerhouse. Along the way a huge Investment Bank makes a huge investment into it and Michael has to start planning what he will do if his company gets acquired. In the meantime a 'husband and wife' team up to commit a series of graphic murders unbeknownst to Michael. Michael comes uo with an idea for a new reality show and uses his connections at Unicom to get it on TV. Before long the show is setting records as it attracts the largest audience ever for any TV show. As the season develops the show follows the trials and tribulations of the winners of the 'Prize' and watches how they deal with it. This culminates on the final planned show on Michael's yacht with all of the winners from the show. This is another graphic look inti the ups and downs of the life of Michael Biancho. It is filled with thrills, suspense, gore, mystery and of course sex. Have fun!!!!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charles Raspa
• Release date: Nov 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540144942

Charles Raspa

Charles Raspa, 51, is a divorced father of two. He spent almost 25 years with his wife until they went their seperate ways. He currently has a girlfriend and after spending 17 years in Morganville New Jersey has recently moved back to Staten Island New York where he grew up.....

Book preview

As many of you that are friends of mine on Facebook know from my previous posts, I went through 6 years of hell from May 2009-March 2015. I won’t delve too much into it but along the way I got divorced which really crushed me at the time and then had to spend 3 years of that in a location no one wants to be, but I have put all of that behind me. As a sideline I have authored 14 complete novels detailing the life of Michael Biancho. Because of circumstances, Books 4-14 were hand written. I have had to dictate them into my computer which is a slow, long and arduous process. Part of my inspiration is the reaction I receive from my Facebook friends after they read one of my books. I have gotten many positive reviews on Facebook and that keeps me moving forward and coming out with more books for people to read and enjoy. I don’t do it for the money, I do it to entertain people and make them laugh.

So that being said, this dedication is to my many Facebook friends who have supported me and have expressed their kind words about my books. I am keeping out last names because I assume people would not want their names put into something that can be part of the public domain......

Caris, for all of your help putting my books together, so I can put them online; you are a great friend and a treasure, thank you!!!

Cathy, Caroline, Kim, Dorothy, Ruth, Debbie, Gabrielle, Carla, Marge, Nancy, and Claudia to name a few that come to mind who all have made positive comments about my novels. Thank you so much for the kind words and inspiration to keep moving forward. I wish you all nothing but the best!!!!!! As always please feel free to comment and review any of my books on my wall or page or when I put a post out there about them. I hope to keep you entertained and make you laugh in the future!!!!!!!!!

All the best,

Charlie Raspa

The Fortune

One month after his disastrous wedding Michael was back on top again.  The pain of his bride, Harriett’s, death would always be there, but having her maid of honor around after the disaster as a fuck toy helped take some of the sting out.  Yeah OK, Alex went nuts the night of the wedding.  She wanted Michael and she held a knife to Harriett’s back.  Then she tried to stab Michael and he knocked her out.  But he had found out with Harriett that the girl was a certifiable nymph.  Plus she was so deeply affected by him she would risk her life.  At her suggestion after Michael had installed an eight by eight foot mirror over his bed.  That made their sexual trysts even more erotic.  Right now he was on the bottom in a 69 position but he could look up and watch her head bob up and down on his Monstrous Tadpole while he licked her to ecstasy.  His net worth had grown dramatically to between three and four billion dollars depending on where Holden Tate and Smith stock was trading.  The firm was in great shape with investment banking deals set with Unicom, Pennault and Pfizer.  They were fixed to have record breaking earnings.  He knew that Goldman Sachs and JP Morgan were sniffing around as well as Morgan Stanley.  With those three deals in his pocket and the firm hitting on all cylinders it wouldn’t shock him if one of them made an offer.  The question was what would he do if that happened?  He liked being in charge, being the man.  He especially liked when his management style or a particular decision benefited an employee or the whole firm.  But if the right offer came along he would have to consider it.  This was not a Kingdom or a dictatorship, it was a public company with the board of directors and shareholders to consider.  His net worth was large but a huge chunk of it was in Holden Tate and Smith stock so cashing out wasn’t really a bad option.  He couldn’t sell stock in the open market.  If he did it would be a signal to the street that he didn’t have confidence in the company even if he was doing it for liquidity and diversification reasons.  So a big chunk of his net worth was untouchable.  If he sold one share the stock would get hit hard.

Fuck it, he focused on Alex’s head moving up and down on his lap as she came closer to orgasm.  He watched and concentrated on licking the right spot.  As her screams became louder and started to shake the walls Michael felt the familiar tingle in his balls.  He watched in the mirror as Alex’s head came down on his growth and he erupted writing on the back of her throat: ‘Okay, this is fucked up.  This chick tried to kill me and held a knife against my wife’s back.  Now I am in bed with her.  How fucked up is that?  She is a nymph though, that’s gotta count for something.  And her pussy always tastes so nice. Anyway I have to figure out what’s next.  Do I sell if someone makes a bid?  How much is my company worth?  I can make a good portion of my net worth liquid if that was to happen or I can keep managing the company and keep growing it.  Let’s see what happens.  I really do like cumming in this girl’s mouth.  Signed Michael Biancho.’

Afterwards Michael had an idea.  He would have to call Jamie.  But this would be an interesting social experiment.  But first he was going to fuck Alex in the ass.  As Michael was coming down off of his orgasm and Alex was also she spun around so her head was on Michael’s chest.

Oh Michael, the last few weeks have been great.  You are insatiable.  I didn’t think it was possible that you’re wearing me out.  Good thing your spooge is protein and not carbs, I would’ve gained 10 pounds by now I drank so much of it. Alex laughed.

There’s more where that came from.  I believe my balls have grown and that means there is more supply to keep you from going hungry. Michael laughed with Alex.

I have to try and keep up. Alex said.

As long as you remember the rules: anytime, anywhere, any place in any hole or position.  Keep that in mind and we will be fine. Michael said.

I know; believe me I know.  You drilled the rules into my head.  You dropped the charges against me and got me out of Riker’s Island after you supported me there.  It’s the least I can do to make it up to you.

That’s fine Alex but don’t forget something important.  If and that’s a big IF I find someone I want to be with this may end.  You have to realize that and come to grips with it.  I’m not going around looking right now but I meet a lot of people so you never know what may happen.  I don’t wanna have any problems so I wanna make sure you understand that.  This may end suddenly! Michael declared.

I know that Michael but I can hope that you find that I am the girl for you.  You won’t find a better lover!

Probably not but just in case prepare yourself to accept it.  No knives to anyone’s throat or back.  No trying to stab me.  You didn’t do well last time and I don’t want to hurt you.  Now enough of that talk.  I’m going to fuck your ass, hard.  Get ready!

As you wish.

She did and he did..... 

Chapter One

The Plan

Michael arrived at his office in a great mood.  He was light on body fluids after last night with Alex so he added an orange juice to his usual order of a breakfast sandwich with two coffees.  He came into his office and went to his desk and sat down and booted up his computer.  He dug into his sandwich as the screens came up.  Holden Tate and Smith was holding fine as were Pennault and Pfizer.  Unicom was down premarket and there was news.  He clicked on the news icon.

Hollywood California

Unicom studios new big budget movie Mighty Men has dramatically disappointed and underperformed at the box office.  The take for Unicom has been disastrous.  Mighty Men staring Cool Cube Gooding Junior and Vince Vin, as adults who want to be super heroes without having any powers was widely criticized in papers following its debut.  With the two stars and all of the computer animation it’s estimated the movie cost more than one hundred million dollars to make.  The first three day weekend total worldwide is not expected to surpass ten million dollars after the bad reviews.  Jamie Fowler was criticized for paying such exorbitant prices for the rights to the movie based on a semi successful book and then not keeping a cap on the film costs.  In the past Mr. Fowler had made some very shrewd moves such as acquiring Starlight Holdings from Michael Biancho which has been successfully added to Unicom.  It will be interesting to see how he deals with the fallout from this horrible movie and what he has up his sleeve to make up for losses the studio will incur...

Well that wasn’t good.  Michael thought about the idea he had come up with in bed for a bit and came up with a way to get Jamie back on its feet.  It was a social experiment as much as a potential TV show.  The interest would be global because the idea behind it was what every person on the planet dreamed of.  It was early in the morning in California so Michael had to wait awhile before he called Jamie so instead he called trading.

Trading McKnight. Bob answered.

Hey Bob, its Michael.

My man!  My favorite customer!

How does Unicom look today? Michael asked obviously knowing the answer.

Taking it on the chin.  I assume you know they had bad news on their movie.  The stock is down at eighteen dollars a share premarket, down four dollars from where it closed on Friday. Are you going to play with it?

As you know Jamie Fowler is a friend of mine.  We do Unicom’s investment banking.  But I’m very aware of the entertainment industry due to my starting and running Starlight Holdings from scratch and having them acquire it.  I do have a few ideas.  He’s getting crushed today because of the stupid movie he made.  But they’re not a one trick pony.  It’s not their only project.  People in that business are very shortsighted.  They forget my first movie about my life made hundreds of millions of dollars at the box office.  But I digress.  I will talk to Jamie today about a completely different type of story.

Didn’t you come up with Lady Go Go, A day in the Life?

That and a bunch of other projects which are still top rated shows on HBO and all of cable.  I have a knack for this kind of stuff. Michael laughed.

Can you tell me the idea you have?

It’s about money.  It’s always about money.  Stay tuned, you’ll see.  In the meantime I’m putting an order in. Michael clicked the button.

Wow, you are buying a million shares of stock!

Yeah.  I own some from when they acquired me but I think this is a good opportunity to buy some more when it is soft.

I may tag along.  Check your account later today. Bob said.

Thanks Bob, later. Michael hung up.  That done Michael went through some paperwork that was standing office BS but it had to be done.

The killer was out and about.  He was dressed in a gas company uniform and he was driving an inconspicuous Toyota.  He found that people were mostly stupid and they didn’t pay attention at all.  The gas company uniform was a simple jumpsuit so he didn’t really have DNA evidence to worry about.  He waited and watched the house he was scoping out the last three days.  Sure enough at 8:15 AM the husband opened the door and turned and kissed his wife behind him and then walked to his car in the driveway.  Thirty seconds later he was gone.  The killer had to wait until 9:00 AM before he did anything.  Doing it before would raise suspicion.  He’d found the jumpsuit in a Dumpster behind the gas offices.  Apparently someone had quit or been fired and they tossed it.  He had kept it for situation like this.  He had taken it home and cleaned it and kept it in a closet.  But now it would give him access.  He sat in his car down the street and listened to rock music until it was time.  At 9:05 AM he got out of the car and walked to the door and rang the bell.

Who is it? The woman’s voice came from behind the door.

Gas company ma’am.  I’m here to check your meter.

Isn’t that on the side of the house? The woman asked not opening the door.

This is a special meter put in to your basement 20 years ago.  We got a bad reading from it at the home office and it said your bill should be three thousand dollars for the month.  Obviously something’s wrong because for our records we know your bill is usually three hundred dollars per month.  So I have to come in and change out the meter.  It will only take me 5 minutes. The killer hated talking to the door but to her credit the woman was careful when it came to strangers.  You had to do what you had to do.  The killer had watched this woman for three days; doing errands, shopping for groceries, going to the post office, going into the bank and going to Home Depot for a shovel.  He had his plan of what he was going to do to her.

Oh no, the bill can’t be that high.  That’s gotta be a mistake.  Let me open up. The killer heard the locks turning and the door finally opened.  The woman was pretty with a shapely figure.  This would be fun the killer thought.  The killer walked in through the open doorway and passed the woman as if everything was cool.  The metal connected with the killers’ head and he went down out cold in a heap on the floor.  The woman closed the door.

When the killer woke up he was confused to say the least.  He expected this woman would be an easy mark.  Instead he woke up naked and bound lying over a hassock in the basement.  His arms were stretched out and tied by his wrists.  His legs were tied somehow behind him.  He tried to move but had only about an inch of wiggle room.  The woman walked around in front of him.  She was prettier than he remembered.  Tall, about 5 feet 9 inches, gray eyes, long straight black hair, a tiny nose, high cheekbones, nice tits and a small waist and ass.  He had expected to be enjoying that.  To boot she walked in front of him wearing black lingerie.

What the fuck? The killer blurted out.

Do you think I’m stupid?  I know who you are.  I spotted you following me over the last three days.  You’re an asshole!  You’re supposed to change your appearance so I don’t recognize you.  Didn’t you take notes when you went to criminal school?

What?  Criminal what?  Lady, I work for the gas company.  What the fuck are you doing to me?

Your driver’s license said your name is Zam Picente.  What kind of name is that?

My parents named me.  They were very Italian.  They said that is a very Italian name.

Well Zam, I called the gas company while you were out cold.  They never heard of you.  You don’t work there.  Plus you came into my house with a gun and a knife.  I believe you had bad intentions for me. The woman smiled at him wickedly. Zam was sweating profusely in the cold basement.

What? No!  My only intention was to fix your meter.  I have the other stuff so I don’t get mugged.  It’s for my protection!

I looked at the meter box you had in your hand that was supposed to replace the bad one in my house.  I opened the box up and guess what?  No meter.  It was an almost empty box.  You had some little Matchbox toy cars in there. Were you going to stick them up my pussy after you raped me?  Was that the master plan?

What? No?  I took in the wrong box.  That was my kid’s birthday gift.  I’ll go back to my car and get correct meter.  I swear it’s in my car.  Just free me up and we will forget about this and I will change your meter as I promised.

Zam, darling, we both know that you are lying so stop with your ‘I will fix your meter’ story.  It is bullshit.  You were gonna come in here and probably knock me out and tie me up.  Then you were probably going to rape me and then kill me.  Let’s be truthful here, that was your intention.  That’s the reason why you had a knife and a gun. The killer took a different tack.

Okay, so what are you going to do, call the police?  You knocked me out cold and then you tied me up naked in your basement.  The police frown upon this kind of thing.

Zam honey, I have no intention of calling the police.

Well is this how you get off then?  You tie up naked guys in your basement and have them beg for their lives?

No I find no joy in that.  However, ‘my husband’ does.  He didn’t leave me alone as you thought.  Since I identified you we watched you very closely.  He drove around the block when he left this morning and pulled up behind you and watched you and waited.  He came into the house right behind you.  Oh look, there he is right now behind you again! Zam felt something cold and wet being applied to his ass.  It was rubbed in hard especially into his butt hole.  Zam couldn’t see behind him, he could only feel the rough hands on him.

Are you fucking kidding me?  No way, you can’t be doing this!  It’s just wrong!  Look lady, no one has to know, just let me go.  I will never tell anyone.

You are right about that Zam, you never will! The woman said as Zam felt two hands grab his hips and then push him down even further.  Then he felt the probe in his butt hole and then a huge invasion.  ‘The husband’ was fucking his ass.  Zam screamed.

That’s right Zam, scream all you want.  It turns ‘my husband’ on even more!  Don’t worry the walls down here are soundproofed.  No one will hear you, scream all you like. The woman said smiling at him as the man behind him pounded his ass.  Zam heard the guy behind him grunting and moaning louder and louder as he pounded Zam’s chocolate doughnut hole.  The guy was loving it building up to orgasm.  The funny thing is that Zam’s body responded.  He looked down and he had a huge erection.  He couldn’t believe it as he was getting anally violated.  The woman had moved from in front of him to his side.  She went to her knees and started to stroke his erection.

Wow, I guess you really like this!  Maybe you are gay! The woman said as she stroked him.

Zam was getting fucked too hard to respond.  Plus her stroking was having an effect on him.  He never felt this huge.  His breathing was getting deep and heavy.  He was grunting and groaning himself under her deft manipulations.  He felt himself getting ready to explode and he could hear the husband building to a climax.  He couldn’t hold out any more and he started to scream out and pour his seed all over the cement floor as he felt the husband exploding in his ass and coating his rectal walls.  That was what ‘the wife’ was waiting for.  As Zam released himself her other hand with a sharp knife came around and cut his erection off in one swipe.  Zam screamed louder as the blood flew out of his groin.  The woman brought his still shooting erection to his face to show him it was still cumming.  She squirted the last drops out onto his face.  That was the last thing he remembered seeing as the knife came down and buried itself in his spinal column killing him instantly....

Chapter Two

Let’s Make a Deal

It was time.  Michael hated paperwork but as CEO of Holden Tate and Smith he had job requirements and responsibilities.  But now it was 11:00 AM and Jamie would be up so he called his cell.

Are you calling to cheer me up? Jamie laughed halfheartedly.

You know you are my favorite guy in Hollywood.  You are my friend.  Of course I’m calling to cheer you up.  I believe in you Jamie.  I even put and order in to buy one million shares of Unicom to show my support.

You are a good friend Michael, thank you.  Belief in me has gone out the window.  The board of directors, who I had to speak to yesterday after the results, are contemplating removing me.

Let them know if they are stupid enough to remove you then I will have to take my project to either Fox or Paramount or maybe HBO.

Project! What project!  Michael please tell me you’re going to save my sorry ass.

Only if you promise to not make movies like ‘Mighty Men’ anymore. Michael laughed.

I promise Michael.  What’s the project?

Jamie, we never spoke about either of our childhoods but how were you raised?  Middle class?  Upper or lower class?  What is your background?  Personally, my dad worked at a big insurance company.  He was one step below VP.  In the early 1980s as part of a cost cutting purge he was laid off.  He couldn’t find another job paying the same amount of money.  He went into a deep funk and depression which lasted for the rest of his life.  No more vacations, no dinners out, money was much harder to come by.  It changed our whole family dynamic.  It was like that until the day he died. Michael said.

My family was similar.  My dad was a working slave also until the day he passed on.  Thank God he had a decent pension that my mother was able to live off of.  I made it big over the last ten years or so and I have helped her since then.  I assumed you helped your mother too since you came into big money.

Of course.  I think every kid when they are small dream of doing that.  When you don’t have it you dream about it.  What you would do with it.  How you would help your family.  But also how you would enjoy it yourself.

That is all very true Michael.

My project is basically a social experiment.  I am randomly going to pick five people or families from across the country and give them flat out ten million dollars in cash.  You have film crews.  That crews will follow the winners watch and film the family when they get notified and after they get the money.  The deal they have to sign is they have to be followed and their lives filmed for six months to get the money. We will see how the windfall effects their lives.  This kind of show will have a global following.  Since I came up with this thought I have wondered why people like Gates or Buffet have never done it. One million, five, ten, the amount isn’t relevant.  The impact is.  I will give them the money and let’s see what happens.  Will people squander it?  Will they blow through it in one year?  Will it lead to divorce or bring people closer together?  Will family that they never speak to come running for handouts?  How will the winners of the money react?

Holy shit Michael, this is brilliant!  I don’t think that right now the board would give me the budget to come up with the money.

Jamie, you haven’t been listening.  I’m going to finance it.  I could just do it out of the goodness of my heart and not disclose the recipients or film it.  Or I can call my friend, in this case you, and tell him to film it.  I lay out the money, you film it and broadcast it, and we split the profits 50/50.  If it tanks and I am wrong you owe me nothing.  If it hits we split the profits evenly.

This is ingenious!  Holy shit!  It’s a win/win situation!  We could recoup a lot of money that we just lost.

What time today is your board meeting?

About 12:00 today Pacific time.  Why?  What do you have in mind?

Isn’t Barry Wasser on your board of directors?

As a matter of fact he is.  I know he’s also with you on Pennault’s Board.  I was talking to him at your wedding. Jamie didn’t want to bring that up but he felt he had no choice.

Good.  I’m good friends with Barry.  We met when I was invited to a Pennault board meeting to identify the new CEO after Steve Lafrec died.  I nominated Carl Merieu and it has worked out great for the company.  At that same meeting they nominated me for the board.  After I met Barry.  His company, Pfizer, was trying to acquire a small company we were Investment Bankers for, Interrupt Pharmaceuticals.  I worked the deal out.  You got a huge check as you were an investor in our venture capital fund for that deal.  Since then he came to my wedding and we have gone to dinner and we speak often.  He has become a good friend.  But now I’m going to blow his mind.  I’m going to call him and tell him about this.  I will also tell him that if you are not involved and do not get production credit I will take the deal somewhere else.  He will have no choice but to keep you in place.

Thank you Michael.  I appreciate it very much. Jamie said sheepishly.

What are friends for?  Now buck up, head high, and go back to work!  No more stupid movies! Michael laughed.

Okay.  I’m going to think about this and flesh out some ideas.  I think we can pre promote it without giving away the premise.  It could be huge!

Do what you do.  Between your own PR Dept and the ‘WE’ social Media Network that you own you have different avenues to promote and exploit the project.  Do what you do, build up but the buzz.  I will call Barry and set him straight.  We will talk soon.

Thanks Michael. They hung up.  Michael picked up the phone again and directly called Barry.  Before getting into it he asked what the board thought of Jamie.  As it turned out they weren’t going to fire him but they were going to reign him in a little.  Michael told Barry about his project.  He explained everything.  Barry was in shock and beside himself.  This was tremendously exciting.  It was a brilliant plan.  Michael told Barry that Jamie had to be involved as producer on the project or else he would take it somewhere else.  He told Barry that Jamie was already mapping out a strategy to promote it.  After they went over the project Barry told Michael he would take it to the board of Unicom and fill them in and advise them on Michael’s position.  No Jamie, no deal.  He didn’t think he would have a problem getting board approval.  After a bit more talk they hung up.  Michael felt good about himself.  He was helping a friend but he would also be helping five families or people.  If his premise was right he would also be helping himself.

Chapter Three

Rolling it Out

Jamie called a little before Michael was about to leave.  He’d come up with a roll out strategy.  A simple way to get people involved and interested.  Unicom would get their PR firm on top of this to promote it correctly. In addition they would use the ‘WE’ social Media Network.  They would publicize a contest and Michael’s involvement.  People would fill out a coupon online and submit it to Unicom.  At the end of the contest time frame they would print out all of the entrants onto a small slip of paper.  Those would go into a tumbling machine which would be spun.  Michael would pick out five families or individuals from the machine recorded so it could be broadcast after.  Then on a live broadcast those five people or families would be flown in to appear on the show in New York City.  They would know they won something but have no clue what it was.  Instead of living home they would have to live in New York for six months and everything would have to be filmed to see how the money impacted them.  Jamie then laid out how he would approach various networks to pre sell the idea and get a good return for them.

That’s looking too small Jamie.

Too small?

You have to think global.  Even kids in India have this dream.  We can sell it to networks in the U.S. but we retain global rights to sell it around the world.  Then go to your global network and put it everywhere.  This will be bigger than American Idol was.  It will be huge! Michael stated emphatically.

I love it.  My PR Dept is putting together a press release to start.  Before we put it out we will send you a copy for your approval.  It will be vague but it will herald your idea and of course talk about your background.  We’ll mention the movies that we have made about your life story.

I have another idea!  Now that you mentioned the movies you have made let’s do movie three, my Atlantic City adventure.  Send me a girl to work on putting together a draft over the next month.  Your writers can take that draft and form a screenplay.

Michael, are you sure you are ready to do that?  It was only about a month ago that you had the tragic events unfold after your wedding.  I don’t wanna upset you by bringing back those thoughts or feelings it any way.

No Jamie it will be like therapy for me.  I’ll be able to focus on my past before Harriett and her death.  I’ve been focusing on the ‘What ifs’ too much in my life lately.  She’s dead and nothing is going to change that.  I have to move on.  It’s funny I will move on thinking about my past before her.

Okay, I will alert the PR Dept to get ready to announce this also.

Same production deal as last time.  I get production credit and 5% of the back end profits after cost.  Send me contracts for that and the TV deal.

First thing in the morning you will have them.  After what we just went through I don’t know if we will be able to afford Johnny for this one.  We may have to replace him.

Why?  He was great in the role.

You worked out his price for movie two.  It was ten million dollars.  The movie made over two hundred million dollars domestically.  It was a very profitable movie.  The problem is he going to ask for a lot more and after our recent dud I don’t think I can afford him.

Let’s put all this together and when we are ready I will call him.  I want him to play me.  He does it so well.  I believe I can convince him to do it.

I will leave it in your hands then.  Let me go and we’ll talk tomorrow morning.

See you. They hung up. 

Michael was pumped.  He knew the news would reflect well on Unicom.  He didn’t violate any insider trading laws as he bought the stock before he’d even spoken to Jamie.  He had no guarantee they would accept it nor move so fast to put it together.  He didn’t know if they would even think it was a good idea.  When people saw the news and his firm eventually got examined he thought he would probably get a phone call from the regulators.  The good thing was no contracts would be signed until tomorrow.  He hadn’t spoken to Jamie prior to today for about two weeks.  His cell phone was clear and his office lines were recorded so that could be proven.  In essence he just took advantage of the depressed price.  He took out a pad and went online to look at media markets around the world and get some ideas.

The ‘Husband and Wife’ had a blast.  They used the amputated erection to please each other in various erogenous zones again and again.  After the amputation and then the thrust of the knife into Zam’s back ‘the wife’ had stabbed Zam 34 times.  Blood was literally all over the place.  They used it to lubricate their bodies and slide in and out of each other.  Finally after six orgasms by her and three by him it was time to clean up.  ‘The Husband’ went outside and got the garden hose.  There was a drain in the middle of the basement and a sub pump off to the side.  It was very simple to wash everything including the basement floor with the hose.  The bloody water went to either the drain or the pump and was sucked up.  ‘The Wife’ went to the garage and got a hacksaw and garbage bags.  She came down and started to saw off Zam’s arms, legs and head.  The torso was too big for one bag so she sawed it into four pieces.  After she was done ‘the husband’ sprayed the floor where she had cut the body up and then he sprayed down ‘his wife’ who was covered in blood and then himself.  The clothes they were wearing went into a separate garbage bag that would be burned.  ‘The wife’ got a push broom and pushed the residue of the watery blood into the drain.  No neighbors would ever suspect a thing...

Chapter Four

Dress Up

Michael spent the day looking over international markets and planning and mapping out a strategy for the show.  He was very excited about the broad appeal it could generate globally.  He assumed Jamie would ask him to shoot one or two commercials to promote it eventually vaguely talking about the concept.  That was okay with Michael.  Being that his most recent tragedy was a little over a month ago he definitely had Nationwide if not Worldwide name recognition.  When he was done he left and took a cab back to his apartment in the Dakota.  Besides media strategy he also looked at international advertising in different countries.  He also looked at product placement.  If a couple, after they won, wanted to go on a cruise they would have to take a Carnival Cruise line.  Carnival would have to pay them for that publicity.  If a family wanted a vacation Disney would pay.  Atlantic City? The Borgata would pay.  If they drank soda Pepsi would pay.  Water?  Poland Spring would pay.  Anything they did, whatever they ate or drank or wore some company would pay.  That would have to be part of the contract the winners signed.  Michael would have Jamie get his people on that first thing tomorrow morning.  Besides commercials this could become a big revenue stream for Unicom and Michael and offset a lot of the cost.

On the day the winners met Michael in New York City no one, not even the makeup people or cameramen would know what the prize was until Michael was ready to announce it.  People at home would freak out when they saw the amount of money.  Of course after they would all scream: ‘It should have been me, I should have won, and I deserve it.’  But after that they would all watch religiously to see what ordinary people would do with that kind of money.  There were plenty of lottery winners around the country but after the initial announcement those people were never followed unless they eventually went bankrupt.  Apart from that you never heard from them or about them ever again after the first day.  This would be different.  Basically the world would follow the life or lives of five winners every week on the show.  Obviously Jamie’s team would have to take hours of film and condense it into a 1 hour show but that was good because they would have all of those extra hours to broaden and beef up the DVD’s when they were eventually released.

Michael arrived at the Dakota and almost floated in past the doorman, he was on cloud nine.  He got to his apartment and changed into a pair of slacks and a casual shirt with calfskin Ferragamo loafers on his feet.  The phone rang. 

Biancho. Michael answered.

Chinese. The doorman said.

Send them up. Michael finished and hung up.  Couple of minutes later there was a knock on his door.  He answered it.

Chinese! Alex smiled.

Come in I’m starved.

Why?  Did you eat lunch today?

No I was too busy.  I had an idea last night when we were fucking.  I sold it to Unicom today.

Are you kidding me?  So Unicom is going into the porn business? Alex said laughing.

No silly not porno.  A legitimate gold mine idea by yours truly.  It’s going to be huge.  Bigger than American Idol.  Bigger than any show ever in the history of television.

What was your idea?  What is it?

You have to wait to find out.  Only three people know the whole concept.  Sorry but there are inside information laws.  No one gets told until the whole thing is revealed. They started to eat.

At least give me some idea. Alex pleaded.

A bunch of people win something.  It changes their lives and we watch how.

What do they win?  Money?  A trip?  A house?  The possibilities are endless.

Sorry sweetie no can do.  I can’t say anything yet.

Fine.  Let me ask you a question.  Why are you dressed like that?  Usually you wear sweat pants or shorts.  Tonight it looks like you want to go out.

I do actually.  I want to take you somewhere.

Michael, I didn’t come dressed for it. Alex pouted.

Alex, wear Harriett’s clothes.  She’s gone but I haven’t had the heart to give them away.  Wear whatever you want.  You’re a little shorter than her but the clothing should fit.  Then take whatever you want later when we get back.  I don’t need it.  Whatever you don’t take I will give to charity.

I know she had nice clothes.  I will pick something out after we finish eating. Alex said as they continued to eat.  After they finished and loaded up the dishwasher Alex started to head to Harriett’s closet in Michael’s bedroom.

Wear something sexy, slutty even.

Wow, are you going to fuck me publicly?  Am I going down on you in a theater?  To quote Alanis Morrissett?

No, but we’re going somewhere that a slutty sexy appearance will draw attention.  I want to be noticed tonight.

Let me see what she has that I can wear. Alex ran into the bedroom.  Five minutes later she came out in a pair of black stretchy pants and a lingerie type bustier top.  It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear, there were no lines anywhere.  Her tits were almost spilling out of the top and you could see a small bump where her clit was.  She had on 4 inch black spike heels to finish off the sexy look.

Very good!  You look great!  Are you ready to please me?  Are you ready to do what I ask?  Are you ready to lose any inhibitions and have fun?

Yes Michael you know I am!  Anything!

Good!  Let’s go! Michael led her out of the apartment and into the elevator.  They went down to the lobby and as they walked past the doorman’s tongue was hanging out.  Michael hailed a cab and they jumped in.  The driver looked back at Michael.

Scores please. Michael said.  The driver acknowledged and took off.

We are going to the Scores strip club?

Yes. Michael replied. 

Why did you have me dress like this?

So you could attract the hottest girls in the club to come over.  Many of them are lesbians and are attracted to hot women.  We’ll pick out one or two to come back with us to play with tonight.

That is so hot.  I think I just had a mini orgasm!  I am so wet!  I have never done anything like this before.

Get used to it.  I’ve had experiences with two women like with you and Harriett.  Women who knew each other or my ex-wife and women after she became my ex-wife.  But going to a club and bringing home the stranger will definitely be different.

Am I dressed up right for this?

Yes!  You look hot and beautiful.  Women will be all over you don’t worry Alex you don’t have to compete.  Just sit back and enjoy the ride.  The girls who come home with us tonight will have a onetime experience, nothing more.  But you will be back tomorrow. Alex relaxed after Michael said that and she looked forward to getting to the club.  They arrived and walked to the door and Michael paid the cover charge and they walked in.  The music had a grinding beat.  There were four girls dancing on stage but about 20 walking around and giving lap dances.  They all looked up at Alex as she walked in.  It was like bees to honey.  Alex and Michael sat on a couch and within minutes girls were flocking to meet the hot chick who was not a dancer and her good looking male friend.  Michael took out a wad of money and started stuffing twenties in G strings making them give Alex lap dances.  At first she just sat there not knowing what to do but after a bit she got into it.  Her hands started moving up and down and all over the dancer’s bodies as they gyrated on her lap.  Alex cupped breasts, smoothed over asses and tickled pussy bumps.  The girls went crazy.  A beautiful blonde sat next to Alex on the couch.

Hi, I’m Candy. The blond said.  Alex looked at her.

Yes you are!  You look good enough to eat! Both girls giggled.

I am assuming you and your friend here came by check out the scene.

You could say that.  I like to please my man.  Anything I can do to accomplish that goal is good enough for me.

Well do you think I would please him? Candy asked smiling intensely.  Alex appraised her voluptuous body.  Long blond hair, blue eyes, a small nose but big lips.  A nice set of big tits with a tiny waist and a nice ass.

Yes, I think you would please him very much. Alex smiled. 

I assume by pleasing him it also means that you and I would be together too.

Of course. Alex continued smiling.

Good because I want to devour you.  You are so hot.  I will lick you until you can’t breathe anymore. Alex laughed and adjusted herself.  It was obvious to Michael she was getting turned on.

Candy, you will be number one.  I’d like to find one or two more to bring home with us.  Any suggestions? Alex asked.

Give me a minute I’ll be right back.  One quick question.  If we leave we don’t get paid for the night.  Would your friend here be willing to compensate us for lost time? Michael smiled. 

I have no problem with that as long as I am pleased. Michael said.

One minute! Candy said as she got up and ran to the back.  Alex looked at Michael.

I approve!  I already have an erection thinking about you two.

Well she chose me, I really had nothing to do with it.  Let’s see who else she brings out. Alex got up and danced over to Michael and gyrated on his lap which was a complete turn on.  Candy came back with two beautiful woman.  Michael felt like he had a block of cement in his pants.

This is Asia. Candy said pointing to a beautiful oriental woman.  Jet black hair, high cheekbones, big lips and slanted eyes with a perfect body.

And this is Cici. Candy pointed to another beautiful woman who seemed like a light skinned African American.

Cici is more into men but she is coming around.  Asia is into anything.  They would like to come with us tonight.  It would be $1000 for each of us. Alex looked at Michael, after all it was his money.

Tell you what.  I assume you know who I am?  How about I gave you $5000 each and it never gets reported and we never hear about it in the papers.  I’m pretty visible and I don’t wanna be exploited or blackmailed.  No BS.  We’ll go to my apartment and have a good time and I pay you and that’s it.  Is that okay with you ladies?

Five thousand? Candy looked at her friends and they nodded.

You have a deal.  You will love every minute of it believe me.  Let’s go! Candy said smiling at Michael.  Michael and Alex went to the front of the club while the girls ran back to get their bags.  When they came out Michael already had a cab waiting.  They all jumped in and Michael told the driver where to go as the girls took turns groping him and making out with him and each other.  It didn’t take long to get to the Dakota and they jumped out of the cab.

Holy shit, you live in the Dakota?  This is where John Lennon got shot. Candy said.

Who be Lennon? Asia asked.

Lennon great singer. Died right here. Michael said in oriental clipped language. 

No happens in China.  No shoot guns.  Only army shoot guns.

Yeah but I bet there isn’t a Scores club in China. Michael laughed as he led the girls in.  They walked by the doorman who was amazed and almost had a heart attack.  They sauntered into the elevator and the girls attacked Michael and each other.  They arrived at Michael’s floor and walked to his apartment and he opened the door and let them in.  The girls were amazed and they were walking around looking at the décor and the view as Michael got them drinks.  His Hard Anaconda was desperately trying to escape his pants as Michael sat back on the couch.  Alex said she had an idea and she took the girls into the bedroom. Five minutes later they all came out in Harriett’s old lingerie.  They were all beautiful.  Shear tops, crotch less panties and various access points were visible to Michael.  Asia started to play with Candy and Alex but Cici came right to Michael’s lap and sat on it and started to tongue him down.  After a couple of seconds Michael stood up with Cici and announced he was going to the bedroom.  The women followed.  Within a minute of arrival everyone was naked and that flipped the switch.  Alex lay down on the bed and Candy put her face right down on her love triangle.  Asia spread Candy’s butt cheeks apart and started licking her ass. Cici dove down on Michael lap and swallowed his mammoth growth.  Michael pulled her around so he could return the favor.  There was grunting and groaning moaning all over the apartment. Cici took her time moving her head very slowly up and down tantalizing Michael.  The girls were going crazy next to him.  He looked over and had an idea.  He moved away and stood up and positioned himself behind Asia.  He took Cici and positioned her underneath his balls.  He slowly entered Asia doggy style and started to slowly rhythmically pound the shit out of her.  Cici complemented this by licking his shaft and balls as Michael did his thing.  Asia was screaming as she licked Candy’s perfect ass.  Michael banged her until she screamed out in total orgasm.  As she was coming down from it Michael moved her aside to play with Cici.  He stepped up to Candy and positioned himself against her brown starburst.  He slowly entered as she screamed out.  It was tight but Asia and lubricated her asshole very well.  He pounded her until Candy screamed out in orgasm.  After she finished shuddering Michael pulled out and lay back and let the girls take turns.  They were passing him back and forth as if he was a joint until finally Michael felt the familiar tingle in his balls.  He pulled out of her mouth and wrote on Candy’ cheek: ‘Wow, four hot girls, this is insane.  It’s good to be the king.’ Then he wrote and continued on Alex’s cheek: ‘But I made a good deal for myself today with this show.  Funny how the story came to me last night during sex with Alex.  What will come into my head tonight?  Maybe a new show called, ‘Five’s Company.’ And then onto Asia’s cheek: ‘I wonder why oriental woman had never really gone for me?  I really think they are beautiful but they don’t seem attracted.  One of the mysteries of life.’ And finally on Cici’s cheek: ‘African American women too.  They don’t seem to be attracted.  Whatever, these girls are attracted to $5000 that’s for sure.  It’s good to have money!  Signed Michael Biancho.  PS: ‘Did you notice how much I came?  I did!  Wow!’ Michael exhaled as he came down off of his orgasm rush.  Endorphins flooded his body making him feel almost as high as a kite.  He watched as the girls licked his seed off of each other’s faces before they twisted around and started going at one another.  Michael sat back and watched for a bit until it was time for round two.  Four hours and six orgasms later they finally rested... 

Chapter Five

Come Together

The ‘husband and wife’ went out that night. They went to a club uptown called The Red Parrot.  Inside they split up and moved about in different directions.  The agreement they had was whoever scored first would bring the ‘Prize’ home and the other would follow.  They had come in two cars.  The key was finding someone who was at the club alone.  They didn’t need friends to go to the cops and give descriptions or sit with a sketch artist after.  They needed to find people with no strings attached.  They were both very attractive people so getting interest from the opposite sex wasn’t very hard.  Finding someone who was out alone was another matter altogether.  Each of them bounced from group to group and person to person talking, flirting, or winking.  Whatever they had to do to find the right person.  Unfortunately this was not a good night.  Every person they met was in a group.  Oh well sometimes shit happened.  There would be other nights. 

Michael woke up the next morning in between a tangle of arms and legs and tits and pussy’s and asses.  He was completely engulfed.  He extracted himself and headed into the bathroom to perform his morning rituals.  When he came out there was some stirring but everyone was still asleep so Michael had to start waking them up.  He wasn’t leaving the apartment with all of these women in it.  He touched and poked and prodded the girls and slowly they all woke up.  They gathered their clothing and dressed and he took them into the living room to wait.  He went back into his bedroom and into his closet where he had a safe with spare cash.  He pulled out money and came back into the living room and gave each girl the agreed upon $5000.  Candy actually tried to turn him down.

No I get paid for work.  That wasn’t work that was fun.  I had a great time and I loved it.  You are a great lover.  I don’t remember ever having so many orgasms.  For that I don’t want any money. Michael looked at the beautiful girl and smiled.

Fine, then don’t take it as payment but take it as a gift from me to you.  I assume you like and accept gifts.  You girls fulfilled all of my fantasies last night and I enjoyed myself immensely.  Please take this as a gift. Michael said sincerely.  Candy saw the logic in that and finally accepted money.  Michael gave Alex $5000 too and told her to buy something nice for herself.  She gladly accepted it.  He escorted the girls down and outside the building to the admiration of the doormen who were