Lennie and the twins loaded all of the books and the other items that she had evaluated into the panel truck and then they drove out of the big estate and into the town. Lennie told her that he and the twins would be gone for most of the day but Carol would pick her up in two hours.
She used a public telephone to place a call to her previous employer and it made her feel good to realize that the people who had employed her wanted her to stay with them. They were very cordial and when she finally persuaded her boss that she was quitting because she had a much better job, she gave them the new address and they promised to send her final check there.
The library was not a very large one. It was run by a little old lady with white hair piled high on her head and ancient, probably valuable rings on her skinny fingers. She talked with the woman about the books that she wanted to borrow and she got the feeling that she knew more about books than the librarian. After all, hadn't she spent some time in the extensive library at home?
She located the books that she sought, then she used her best powers of persuasion and her school library card as a means of getting the books out of the building. She managed it, finally, and when she started walking toward a drug store a few blocks away, she noticed that a very nice-looking young man with dark curly hair and big brown eyes seemed to be very much interested in her. He had been hanging around her when she was in the library and when she left with her books, he followed her.
There was a bench at the bus stop and she decided that she would sit down and pretend to be waiting for a bus. That should get rid of him. The bench sat back from the sidewalk and she sank down onto it a bit gratefully. It was a glorious morning and she could sit and watch traffic and enjoy the warmth of the sunshine and the beauty of the day.
The young man sat down beside her. He pulled out a wallet and flashed a gold badge under her nose, unnerving her.
"You are under arrest, Miss," he said, quietly. "Come along with me, please."
He stood up and she twisted so that she could look up at him. She was just too astonished to move. He was waiting for her impatiently.
"I don't understand," she said. "I haven't done anything to be arrested for. I know that I haven't."
He looked to be cold and unyielding and she was very close to tears. She had no idea why she was being arrested but there was not very much that she could do but obey him.
She stood up and he led the way to a nice looking car. He opened the door and she got in and then he drove the car away from there and it didn't dawn on her for some time that they were heading out of town. He was not taking her to police headquarters and when she realized that, she asked him where he was taking her.
He looked at her and then he smiled and she liked him very much. He was nice and kind and very good-looking and she wished that he was not arresting her.
"I'm not a regular cop," he said. "I am an insurance company investigator. I have been following you ever since you and the others left the Todd house. You just don't look like a crook to me. Why have you gotten mixed up in that kind of thing?"
She stared at him with such an astonished gaze that he began to look a lot less sure of himself. He stopped the car and then he turned so that he could face her.
"You knew that Lennie Burke is looting that big house, didn't you?" he asked. "You are one of them, aren't you?"
She was stunned, and when she tried to speak, to explain that she had nothing to do with what Lennie was doing, the lie stuck in her throat. She was telling him just what pieces to steal and dispose of first.
He lit a cigarette and she took it from him. She puffed on the cigarette and then she was much improved.
"I didn't know," she said, helplessly. "I had no idea."
"I am so glad," he said. "You don't look like a thief."
He was looking at her much too carefully, and she could see that he liked her and thought her pretty. And she was glad.
"Lennie told me that his uncle died and left everything to him and he hired me and my sister to catalogue and evaluate his inheritance. I didn't know that I was doing anything wrong."
"No one died," the young man said. "The Todds are in Eruope for a vacation and while they are away, Lennie and the others are looting the Todd estate. And you are helping them."
She stared at him and then it became too much to bear and the tears spilled over and began sliding down her cheeks. He reached out and took her into his arms while she wept and she was very much aware of his interest in her and his embrace.
It was a very nice place to be.
CHAPTER FOUR
In a way, Lily supposed, having a square sister like Norma was a real burden. Norma was really very pretty and she had a shape that just wouldn't quit, but she was so damned straightlaced it was like a sickness with her.
Lily moved around her room, cleaning things up and she wondered what her dear sweet sister would do or say if she knew about the things that took place in Lily's third floor room.
She liked to think about such things. It made her feel good all over and she could get a repeat thrill out of just thinking about sex and all of its joys.
She looked up as Carol came into her room and she flashed a smile at the gorgeous young brunette. She liked Carol and she knew that Carol liked her. She was pretty sure that Carol was more lesbian than anything else. She went both ways and enjoyed doing it but she really burned up when she got a girl's pussy in her mouth. She even admitted that she liked going down on a girl better than anything else and that seemed to be the truth.
"Hi," Carol said, smiling as she sat down in one of the chairs in Lily's room. She took a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of her skirt and she lit one, then held out the pack.
"Don't you tell Norma how much I smoke," Lily said, "she always gives me a lecture."
Carol laughed. "I won't tell your sister any of the things that you do. You know I won't."
"How long will she be gone?" Lily asked, crisply.
"At least for two hours. I thought that I would come up and visit with you for a while. We are all alone in the house."
"I know what you came up here for," Lily said.
She stood in front of Carol and gazed into the soft brown eyes as she crossed her arms and then lifted her tee shirt over her head. Her breasts bounced free and she could see the quick gleam of interest in Carol's eyes as she stared at the lovely young pretties. Lily went close and she rubbed her breasts against Carol's face and she giggled when the brunette moaned and then put her hands on the twin bullets. Lily felt her nips popping out and they were straining so hard that they were hurting her. When Carol's mouth captured one of them and she sucked fiercely on it, some of the pain eased and she quickly told her to suck the other one too.
She unhooked her skirt and it slid to the floor and when she fell backwards onto her bed she was stark naked, eager for the wet little kisses and clinging lovemaking that Carol's mouth always yearned to provide. Carol fell too and she was on top of Lily and the way she was kissing and licking her breasts, Lily knew that the pretty brunette was building up to a grand and glorious time of exceptional ecstasies. She could feel the quickening spasms in her crotch and as Carol's mouth sucked at her breast, and the girl's expert tongue stimulated the hard little nipple, Lily could feel the swift, convulsive pleasures of a grand orgasm. She was twisting her head from side to side, wallowing in the thrilling troughs of new and exaggerated joys and she could feel Carol's fingers on her breasts and she yearned to feel the girl's mouth elsewhere. She was writhing in agonized bliss and she was beyond speech, so she simply put her hands on Carol's head and she pushed her downwards. Carol was eager to make the pilgrimage, too, and as she felt the girl's wet little kisses on her belly and her pubis, she gave herself up to the pure ecstasies of voluptuous thrills.
There was something feral in the way Carol went about things and she always had the feeling that she was feeding the girl by exuding excessive amounts of sexual fluids. She was convinced that Carol's tongue and artistry forced her to exude much more of her nectars than she would ordinarily, but she was in exquisite fermentation all the while that Carol's clinging mouth sucked her sap from her. She was quite willing to surrender herself to Carol's skills and the thrills and pleasures that she would enjoy would be fantastic and quite beyond endurance. They would be just too much.