People Assume: Lisa Beaton Is Hunted by a International Serial Killer.

By JR Jones

Lisa was married to a policeman who worked undercover. It wasn't a good fit, she became a undercover cop too because she was bored with her husband and life in general. Because she was sexy the police used her as a prostitute, it was exciting and better than staying home. For some reason they matched her with Joe Gibson, that changed everything and it set events into motion that became the stuff of legend.
Lisa became an international police woman working undercover. Our minds can go places angels fear to tread, we often put our heroes into mortal danger hoping they survive somehow. We are 3 steps behind them as we help to guide them to solve a mystery.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 18, 2022
• ISBN: 9781663248138

JR Jones

We need adventures of life as we live our boring lives, what could be more boring than to be a dishwasher? I am sure you can name a few jobs, We need to scratch that itch that makes you pick up a book to read. I was a printer and a missionary, I loved being a missionary, but that wasn't a career.

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PEOPLE

ASSUME

Lisa Beaton is hunted by a

international serial killer.

JR Jones

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PEOPLE ASSUME

LISA BEATON IS HUNTED BY A INTERNATIONAL SERIAL KILLER.

Copyright © 2022 JR Jones.

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ISBN: 978-1-6632-4812-1 (sc)

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iUniverse rev. date: 12/09/2022

People assume I am a very conservative man and I am, My name is Joe Gibson, I am not a pretty boy. I think I made up my mind when I was young that I was a real man. So I worked hard and I did go to college, but I am down to Earth. I would say that I am not an idea man. I love to go home and read my paper in my underwear and I married a college educated woman who has a high-pressure job. when she comes home, she loves to relax. So I am an old used and reliable Chevrolet pickup and my wife is a Corvette; sleek, powerful and exciting to look at. I told her from day one that she has to suck my dick while I am relaxing. It was my way or get lost, well, I didn’t know it but it started a routine for us.

She dressed in sexy stockings and high heels and that’s all as she was on her hands and knees sucking my cock like she was my dog while I read the paper. I guess it was a game for her to try to force me to stop reading the paper and fuck her. You can see from my stack of books that I love to read. and you can see from my whip laying on top of them, that I have to use it often. As I said, I am a no-nonsense kind of man and I don’t put up with much from my wife. Now she will wait patiently as she sucks my dick until I am ready to use her as my bottom. And she calls me her master and I call her bitch or slave or slut or whore, it doesn’t seem to matter to her what I call her.

She tells me that I take her for granted and so I do. I guess I don’t have any imagination since I told her, suck the dick or pack up and leave. Hmmm, she has never done any packing. so I still take her for granted and I use her as my whore as I wish. Well I know she is right, but I would never tell her that. I work downtown rebuilding truck brake parts. So I told her. We are going to go out to drink in a dark tavern, I know of a dark one that I go to often after work. To make it more exciting to her and since it is raining, I told her. You will wear your raincoat and nothing else, no questions asked

She smiled at me. Sure Joe, I will be ready soon.

She wore her hair up and looking fancy with really nice makeup with dark red lipstick. The rain was really cool and the fog was everywhere, it was a typical fall night that drives people out to drink in bars like this one. We walked in this dive, it didn’t smell good and it was really dark, the bartender removed a few more lights just to create a dark corner in the back of the bar as it turns left and you get lost in a cave. I took my wife to the far corner where there was one man sitting at the back table facing the front. So he stood up to meet us with his face in the shadows. He was dressed really nice in a 3 piece dark blue suit and a tan overcoat and he was wearing a fedora hat that matched his tan overcoat. I told him. Hey Larry, I want you to meet my whore, do you think she will work out?

Larry was the arrogant, type A personality, he stood up and looked at her over and he told her impatiently. OK lady show me the goods! My wife insisted. What are you talking about? He told her. Hey I don’t have all night here, show me what you got or get the hell out of here. I told my wife. Don’t just stand there whore, open your coat right now! And let him see what you have! My wife played along just to see what I was up to, she opened her raincoat and Larry touched her breast and her pussy as he said. Hey not bad, not bad at all. I can use a woman like her.

He played with her pussy making her gasp with the shock as he pushed her legs apart and he started fingering her. he pulled his dick out and he told her impatiently. Slut let’s see you make this hard for me. She stroked his cock like she knew what she was doing and she got him real stiff fast. He told her. I want you to put your pussy over my cock and show me you know how to make me feel good. She lifted one leg and captured him in her cunt and swiftly he turned her around to face the wall and he bucked his cock in her hard and he kept on doing that as he told her.

Yeah, you’ll do whore. Come with me slut and I will take you to a room in the hotel next door. I have a man waiting for you and there will be two more in the next hour. You will collect the money and give it to me at 10 pm, no questions asked. Then you are free to go home with your man.

At that point my wife said. What if I say no and I go home now? He flashed her his badge. Then I arrest you for prostitution now and I cannot use you after that since it will be on your arrest record. You turn 3 tricks then you’re free to go until I need you again. My wife almost had a fit. What do you mean to use me again? Larry looked bored as he told her. You’re a whore, it is written all over you, your going to fuck anyway, you might as well earn a little money for your pimp along the way, now let’s go, bitch.

His manner was brisk and no-nonsense as he pulled her outside. The fact that her raincoat was open didn’t bother him. It didn’t seem to bother her at this point as he walked her into the motel and left her in a room with the instructions. Get naked and charge these men $100 each for 15 minutes each and let’s get this over with bitch.

Larry left her and there was a man waiting for her and he was ready for her. 90 minutes later my wife walked in the bar with her raincoat slightly open and she gave Larry $300 and Larry told me. thanks, Joe, your whore is going to work out fine."

Larry left and my wife asked when she joined me. Well does your whore get a drink for fucking 3 men? I told her, You sure do, you fucked 3 men, you get 3 drinks and then we go home. I added as I told her. Larry was telling me that maybe he will have you fuck 6 to 15 men and you will be working 3 to 5 nights a week. My wife did the math. Let me see, 10 men for 5 nights is 50 men a week. Wow $5000 a week, If I could keep all of it, I would divorce you and change careers.

I smiled at her. Why divorce me, you don’t need the money anyway, your thrill is earning the money. Lisa replied. Yeah, you know me too well, I have no reason to divorce you. OK, so how did you meet Larry without getting yourself arrested for pimping a whore? I told Lisa. It was really easy, I was here drinking when he told me how hard it was to find a clean whore with no arrest records. I told him I knew of a whore I could bring by to see if he likes her and I did and he liked you.

Lisa showed me a handful of condoms as she smiled at me. I asked her. Where did you get those? Lisa told me. The hotel manager gave them to me. I asked dumbly. The hotel manager? I knew that he making this more complicated. Lisa was excited as she told me. Yeah, after I fucked the first man and he paid me, I went down to the lobby for some soap. I had left my raincoat open since I was not thinking about being modest and he assumed I was a hooker and I told him I just turned a trick and I didn’t have rubbers. So he gave me a handful of these. He says customers leave them there all the time. So I gave him a blow job and I let him fuck me and so did the assistant manager."

Lisa pulled $100 bill out of her other pocket as she grinned at me like we won the lottery. I told her. Give it to me, you give all of your money to your pimp. Lisa held it in her tight fist as she told me Don’t forget husband that Larry is the pimp, not you. So I asked her. Now how did you get it? She smiled. Well I met a man in the elevator who realized I was a whore, he asked me what I was charging and I told him $100 for 15 min. so he went in my room and I did him with a rubber and he left before the next man came.

I shook my head as I told her. I suppose next you’re going to tell me that the manager is going to pimp you for a small cut of the action. Lisa smiled at me. How did you know that that is exactly what he said. He wants 33% for the action he brings my way. Now you can stay here while I go see if he has any men for me tonight, if not we can go home and I will check with him tomorrow.

Lisa was up and gone before I could tell her no. I followed her quickly but she was flying with her raincoat flying behind her ass like a cape in the blowing rain. I walked in the lobby in time to see her behind the counter facing the manager and his assistant. And they had pulled her raincoat wide open as she let them play with her. Then the manager disappeared with her as I walked up to the counter. I asked the young man. That was my whore, where is she?

He smiled at me with a brilliant smile. Oh she will be back soon sir, your whore is giving him a free sample. I replied. OK, do you have any customers for her tonight? He smiled at me. Unfortunately no, not tonight. Excuse me a man may be checking in. The man checked in while I took a chair to wait. Damm if he didn’t ask if there was some action here. The young man was a little cagey as he asked. What do you mean sir?

The man looked like a bored businessman as he said. Cut the crap, I need some sex to be able to get some sleep tonight, do you know of a hooker? he replied. No sir, we don’t know any hookers and we don’t have one here. Lisa came out of the manager’s office smiling and laughing and her pussy and legs barely covered. The customer asked. Well then, who is she, the Easter bunny? The young man told him so Lisa didn’t hear him. She is my cousin and she has had too much to drink tonight, she was just going home now.

The gruff man yelled. Hey lady do you put out, I got $100! I stood up and I told him. You heard the assistant manager, she is going home now and I am her escort to make sure she gets home in one piece. The manager frowned and Lisa smiled but I motioned to her with a stern face. It is time to go home, your kids are waiting for you! Lisa said. But I don’t.

She realized something was up so she said. Oh yeah your right, I have to go, guys, it has been swell, bye. We walked outside and Lisa was angry as she asked me. What was that all about? I replied. The assistant manager realized the customer was a cop so he was trying to get you to leave. Lisa stopped to kiss me. Oh, your so sweet to me, helping me duck a cop is a big thing, I appreciate it.

The gruff man came outside to ask again. Hey lady, I need some sex, what do you charge? Lisa told him with an angry look. "How dare you assume I am a whore, go