My Hidden Lady

By R. Richard

My Hidden Lady

Jim Dell has what he wants and needs, a house, a car, a good job, well he could also use a woman.
Into Jim’s world jumps Polly.
Polly is on the run from a very bad situation.
Jim hides Polly and eliminates the links to the bad situation.
Polly then has to run again, but she doesn’t leave Jim lonely.

Extract:
I take Polly out to the fancy car. I check the driver’s side door sill and find a gas station sticker, with the gas station name and address. I tell Polly, “Think of it as a dagger, pointed at your heart.”
I then check under the hood and find another gas station sticker, with the gas station name and address. I tell Polly, “Make that two daggers.”
I then check in the trunk and find a tire shop sticker, with the tire shop name and address. I tell Polly, “Make that three daggers.”
I then remove the dealer frames from around the license plates. I tell Polly, “Make that four or five daggers, all pointed at your heart.”
I then leave Polly with a couple of plastic painter gloves, a bottle of spray cleaner and a cleaning rag. “Wipe every place that you might have touched, for fingerprints.”
I then check the oil, the battery, the coolant and the tires. Everything looks like it should and the car is ready for a trip to the chop shop, tomorrow.
Polly and I then adjourn back into the house.
Polly says, “That was a lot of work.”
I tell Polly, “Yes, but your life is worth it.”
Chapter 2: Getting To Know You
Polly tells me, “Now you can do a lot of work, but it will be worth it. You just lie on the bed.” She then grabs a suitcase and disappears into the bathroom, off the master bedroom. She spends a lot of time in there. (What else is new?)
I strip to naked and lie on the bed.
Polly then struts out of the bathroom, wearing just a lace garter belt, tall, lace top nylons and stiletto heels. She does a few dance steps that show herself off. She then slowly removes one of her nylons, with a lot of tease. Polly then steps back into her stiletto heel shoe and does a few more dance steps to again show herself off. She then slowly removes the other of her nylons, again with a lot of tease. Polly then steps back into her stiletto heel shoe and does a few more dance steps to once again show herself off . Then Polly teases off her lace garter belt and does a few more dance steps to once again show herself off. Polly then gets on the bed, on her hands and knees.

• Language: English
• Publisher: R. Richard
• Release date: Sep 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463208687

R. Richard

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to identify me in that place. I'm a skilled Kung Fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's Kung Fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practitioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)1. Second Chance: God Killer2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker4. Second Chance: King of The Islands5. Second Chance: King of Zaya6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon7. Second Chance: King of Golomon8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh10. Second Chance: King of Ariby11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania12. Second Chance: King of Avuls13. Second Chance: King of Kemet14. Second Chance: King of Zorran15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds16. Second Chance: King of Averon17. Second Chance: King's Duties18. Second Chance: King of The New WorldAdventurer: Simulation ProblemAdventurer: Pannar ProblemA Programmer's GambitAmateur StripperBeach MurdersBondage HouseCorporate Sex SlavesFriday NightGo Naked In The SoftwareGrasshopper WinterInvoluntary NudeLayoffNot A HeroPirates of The KeysSummer of SexThe LakeThe Last Moon DanceThe Nude Adventures of Plain JaneThe Secret Life of Wanda WilsonTails of the Pussycat LoungeTo Keep A JobTopless RestaurantToy WhoresVix: The MarineWayward BoyShort Stories:A Christmas Visit

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My Hidden Lady

By R. Richard © 2020

All of the characters in this story are fictional and are at least 18-years-old

Chapter 1: Comes A Lady

I, Jim Dell, go to high school. Despite a determined effort by the faculty I do manage to learn a few useful things.

I then go to college. Despite a determined effort by the faculty I do manage to learn a few useful things. (One of the things that I learn is that the hick college that I attend is scorned by the toney cognoscenti. However, the diploma that I earn does get me a job, just like a diploma from a big college would. Imagine that.)

I get a job and I manage to buy a house, by taking over the mortgage payments from a couple that found that two crummy liberal arts based, near minimum wage jobs won’t pay the costs.

I buy a used car, from a bankruptcy court sale.

I keep the fooderator filed with fresh, low priced items from a local farmer’s market. (Many of the vendors aren’t actually farmers, but the food is good, fresh and bargain priced. What the hell.)

I now have a roof, food, lights. air conditioning, gas for my stove and even sewer service. I seem to have everything I need, except pussy.

I work out, after my job, but I’m not finding what I want there. I hit a few bars, but I find that the ladies aren’t interested in ‘To be or not to be.’ (I knew that I was being lied to, back in school, but the point is now driven home.)

I do a quick self evaluation and find that I’m average height, average looks and below average social skills. I search for a better situation.

My social solution arrives, in the form of Polly Wilson.

Polly got to be 16-years-old and, armed with a top of the line fake ID, she left our town and went to work in a variety of entertainment operations, as Fifi d’Paree. (I know.) Fifi then became involved with some really nasty, really rich boys. Fifi then escaped from a life of sexual slavery and found an unmarried horn