Date: Sat, 9 Feb 2013 13:06:26 -0500
From: Jay Stick <joystick56@hotmail.com>
Subject: The customer/Dexter's Saga Chapter 21

The Customer/Dexter's Saga
Chapter 21
By Joystick

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End of Chapter 20

"Ohhhh! Just from the tone of her voice and my sexual abilities. She is
going to be putty in my hands...."__

"Remember that she is the daughter of an important man, one we need. Just
be careful or I just might decide to perform that circumcision on you
before you decide to convert... Understand!"__

"Ouch!"

Chapter 21

After finishing their dinner they were sitting around the coffee table and
enjoying a cup of coffee when the phone rang and Yethro picked it up.

"Yes. He is home. Who shall I say is calling?" the Judge asked, looking at
Jess. "Goodwin? And what would you be wanting with my son?" Then after a
few seconds, "Oh, yes you are the daughter of that nice party committeeman
we met the other evening, aren't you? How is your father? Please give him
my regards. Yes, of course you can speak to him. Hold on I'll see if he is
about."

Clamping his hand over the mouthpiece of the phone he handed it to Jess and
whispered excitedly, "It's her. She sounds very nice! Please, be charming
now!"

Taking the phone from Yethro, he grinned and said, "Ms. Goodwin? I really
hope that you called with good news."  Then after a while, he
continued. "Yes, I must say that I usually don't call strangers and ask for
a date on such short notice, but your father and mine - well you know how
these old folks can be at times. Besides, when your father showed me your
picture, I have to admit I was really intrigued. So much so that I had to
almost employ a detective to get your home phone number. Again, I apologize
for such short notice but were you able to convince your boss to let you
off early this Friday?" There was a pause as she told him that her boss was
amicable to her taking off early. "That's great - what time shall I pick
you up and where?" Jess asked as he wrote down the details and then, in
answer to her question about what she should wear, he answered, "What
should you wear? Well. nothing!" and then he added quickly, before Yethro
could punch him "too formal. I figured we would go to have dinner and take
in a movie. Or would you prefer to go to a nightclub and go dancing?
However, I feel I must warn you that I'm not much of a dancer, but if you
can, I would very much like to hold you in my arms and....." at this point
the Judge, who had been trying to follow the conversation, punched him in
the arm and shook his fist at him, "and have you teach me a few steps as
I'm really a bit left-footed," he concluded rubbing his arm.

"I'm sure you are not that bad, but perhaps you are right, dinner and a
movie might be better for a first date," Phyllis said. "We can get to know
each other and then see where it leads from there. Do you need directions
or do you think you can find it on your own?"

"Yes, a movie will be better as I do operate better in the dark than on the
dance floor," he said as he moved his arm out of Yethro's reach. As for
finding your apartment, I'll find it, even if I have to ask someone for
directions," he laughed. "Again, thank you for agreeing to see me on such
short notice - a girl of your beauty and charm must have many men and a
full date calendar. It is nice of you to fit me in and I promise to behave
myself and not disappoint you. I'll see you Friday at about 5 then," Jess
said and hung up.

"Is that the way you operate?" Yethro screamed at him after the phone was
safely replaced in its cradle. "I just hope she is so hard up for a man
that she will overlook your ......"

"Relax. If I remember, this is the way we do it in America. We don't have
the luxury of our parents arranging dates for us or buying us a wife. We
are more open about it and faster... like I told you by the end of the
first date, if not during the date, this broad will be in bed with me or
I'm not worthy of being your son. I mean, it's not like I'm going to marry
this bitch or any other girl for that matter - it's just for fun and
sex. After all, am I not your son, the son of a Bedouin warrior? Do we not
take what is ours from these infidel pigs? Are not all their women whores
and worthy only for our harems? Trust me on this, Yethro! At her age, she
is ripe for the plucking. And I intend to pluck her and pluck her good!"

"Is this what that Imam has been teaching you?" Yethro shouted at him.

"Yes, in a round about way, he has! He has pointed to many verses in the
Holy Book that tell of the prophet's sayings and how he treated the
infidels as well as the custom of taking back what is ours."

Ya-rab! (God help me) I can see we are in deep trouble! I give up! Just
make sure you use condoms."

"I always do, other than with you, love. And again, my love, relax. Is not
the whole reason behind this charade to convince the public of my normalcy?
We surely don't want her play-acting with me in public - our friends in the
press would pick that up in a minute and they would dig deep and expose our
homosexual relationship. Then all would be lost. You know I am
right. Besides a good scandal of this kind can be good for your image. The
important thing is that the public thinks I'm the womanizing son of who
could be the next State Governor and not his homosexual lover."

"Again, you are right. I guess I'm just jealous and I hate the thought of
you in anyone's bed but mine."

Jesse kissed him and hugged him and said, "Yes, it is jealousy, but just
remember that I'm now going to have to share you with all the people in
this state and I may not like that either. Always remember that I came back
to you of my own free will." He kissed him and said, "let's get to bed..."

On Friday the two of them went into town and attended Mosque. After prayers
Jess went into the Imam's office and there he took further instruction in
the religion. After the session Jess went with the Judge to a car
dealership near the courthouse where Jesse wanted to rent a
convertible. The Judge and he had a rather heated discussion about the
safety of convertibles, but the dealer convinced Yethro that a convertible
of the caliber of a BMW was much safer then the Jeep that the Judged was
driving.

"Come I'll even take you for a ride in the country. You'll see you will
like it. And, if I like it, I may decide to let you buy one for me," Jess
said as he and Yethro got in and left the showroom. The two of them took a
short drive in the country during which Jesse let the car out a bit just to
familiarize himself with the car and it's workings.

"Isn't she a beauty? You hardly feel like you are driving. See how it holds
the road. And you were afraid of its stability. Just the right kind of car
for your playboy son to be driving."

"I can see what you mean. It is a bit expensive. But then you are my son
and we can well afford a few luxuries." After a while the sound of a police
siren could be heard.

"Now you are in for it! You don't even have that license 24 hours and you
have the cops on your tail," Yethro laughed and said, "You had better hope
that you don't wind up before me and don't expect me to get you out of
this."

Jesse pulled the car over to the side of the road and kept his hands on the
wheel. He noted in the rear view mirror that it was Mike and breathed a
sigh of relief. He watched as Mike got off his "black steed" and approached
with his citation book in hand. Once he saw who it was he placed the pad in
his jacket and leaned over the door and said, "If the Judge wasn't with you
I would drag your ass out of the car and lean you over the car hood and
spank your ass."

"Don't let that stop you Mike! He deserves a good tanning and I won't stop
you," the Judge laughed. "In fact after you are finished with him I just
might add a few whacks, he was scaring the hell out of me."

"Thank you, but since this is his first offence I think a good tongue
lashing should do. Do you know how fast you were going, punk?"

"Guess I was going a little fast. Gee, officer, I just rented this baby and
was not used to the feel yet. I'm sorry Mike, I will watch myself in the
future."

"Well you better and don't think that because you are a friend of both his
honor and me, that I am going to let you off so easy the next time. As you
know our jail house is not a nice place to have to spend time in and some
of my deputies would love to administer some corporal justice of their own
to you." Then, turning to the Judge he added, "you should know better
Judge, you should set the example. Now the two of you stop acting like two
kids, get going and stay in the speed limits."

"Yes officer, you have a good day now and I'll behave myself," Jesse said
as he drove away slowly and returned to the place where Yethro had parked
his Jeep. "I'm going back to the house to get ready for tonight. I'll see
you at the cabin either late tonight or if I'm lucky, Monday morning."

"Good luck!" Yethro said as he got into his Jeep and drove off to the
Cabin.

Jesse drove back to the town house where he packed an overnight kit then
showered and got dressed for the evening. He locked the house and drove
into the State Capitol and then found his way to Phyllis' apartment and
knocked on the door. The door opened and Phyllis welcomed him in with a big
kiss. "MMMmm she said, I missed you. Come in and tell me what the heck is
going on and why so cloak and dagger like."

Jesse lifted her up and carried her into the living room where he placed
her on the sofa. Sitting next to her, he told her the story of her father
and how they met. He asked her if she knew about her father's connection
with the party.

"My father has always been a member of the party, even where we lived
before we moved here. I'm sure he has no connection or knowledge of
anything."

"I hope not because if he is involved, we could all be dead ducks."

He then laid out his plan for using her as a contact between him and her
boss. Even after he warned her that it might be dangerous for her, she
still agreed to help.

"Ok," Jesse said as he looked at his watch then continued, "It is still
early and I think it would be a good idea for you to call your boss and ask
him to come here so the three of us can work out the details. Do you mind?
I just want to get his approval and see if he will agree to you working as
an agent."

"Yes, I think that is a good idea and you better hurry as he likes to leave
by seven," she said as she picked up the phone and dialed. After a few
moments she was put through and told her boss of Jesse's request and then
put down the phone. "He said that he was on his way."

Jesse took her in his arms and kissed her. "I can see that this is going to
be a lot of fun, but we have to remember that business comes first!"

"But there is no reason why we can't mix a bit of fun with business, is
there?"

"As a matter of fact, it will be a nice change of pace to act like a nice
normal guy for a change. Hell, we can even charge it all up to the
government!" he said, crushing her body to his and kissing her deeply
rubbing his sex against hers. "I'm starved for your body. You don't know
the times that I have thought about our last date. I missed you, babe. I
really did not want to go back into that 'Nut bin'. You drive me wild. So
wild that since I left here, I have been thinking of a way to somehow get
you back into my life. And now the Judge has given us the opportunity to be
together."

"I missed you too, Jesse. But we'd better behave ourselves until the
Director leaves, besides you did promise to take me out to eat and then go
to a movie! Our last date was supposed to be like that, but we never did
make it out of the bedroom," she smiled and pushed him away. "Now let me
straighten myself out for the boss and you better remove my lipstick from
your kisser. We will take up where we left off after business is done," she
said as she went into the bathroom to check on her image.

"Kill joy!" Jesse said and followed her in to wash the lipstick off his
face. "You agents are all the same. Business, business, business!"

After cleaning up, Phyllis put up a fresh pot of coffee and set out some
small bits of refreshments. "Just remember, Jess, you do own me a dinner
and a movie. Tonight is the night that you are going to pay up - so don't
eat too much!"

"The only thing I want to eat right now is you. I have not forgot it, babe,
I'm looking forward to spending some "normal time" with you. It's been so
long since I've sat next to a woman that I think I forgotten how to
behave."

"Well I will just have to teach you," she said as she heard the doorbell
ring and, after ascertaining that it was her boss, she let him in.

The Director came in and after greeting Jess, said, "Hey man, if you wanted
some time with my secretary all you had to do was ask. You did not have to
go through this cloak and dagger stuff? By the way is that your BMW down
stairs? I don't recall giving any authorization for that type of
luxury. You know with the cutbacks we can't afford such
extravagance. What's going on?

"Yes it is and don't worry, the Judge is paying for it not the
government. Did you get the report I sent with Mike?"

"Yes and it looks like the Judge is going for the golden ring. But you know
what they say about the Vice President's job being a ticket to oblivion."

"Yes, but one thing I did not tell you in the report which I thought was
better to tell you in person, was that the Governor has only a few months
to live and then Yethro is going to take over. The man is dieing of
cancer. The crafty bastard of a Bedouin wins the post and doesn't even have
to run on his own for it. He gets the power for 4 years and who knows how
many more after that. Another thing that has me shook up about this
situation is - how Phyllis' dad is involved in this. When he pulled her
picture out at the Judge's house the other night it almost floored me!"

The Director laughed and said, "According to him - you didn't bat an
eye. He thought that you were either the greatest actor in the world or you
had lost your mind. Remember I told you that we had a few undercover agents
in there besides you and Mike. He is one more of them."

"Well that's nice to know because now I feel better about telling you I
want to use his daughter as our point of contact. Let me fill you in on
why." Jesse told him about the need to use Phyllis and how he would go
about this. "The Judge is afraid that his homosexual life style will hurt
his chances of becoming a candidate. Therefore, his son and lover must
appear to be normal. It must look like the real thing and we will even have
to convince the Judge that she is in love with me. You are going to have to
get her another job and cover her tracks with the Agency. These people are
not fools and it could get rather sticky if they find out she works for
Homeland Security. I want her protected and trained as much as
possible. Can this be arranged?"

"All of this can be arranged, if she is willing to do it. Are you sure
there is a good reason to continue our investigation of the Judge? The last
time we talked you were not so sure of the project being legal. It could
get very sticky. After all there is nothing subversive about a man running
for public office."

"Hey, need I remind you that you sent me in there in the first place! Call
me an alarmist, but I really think they are up to something other than
electing a Moslem governor. I don't know what it is, but something smells
fishy and I can't put my finger on it just yet. But, there are a few things
that have always peeked my curiosity."

"What is that?" asked the Director.

"Well for one thing - the way in which the Imam is indoctrinating me into
Islam. It is just that he seems to be from the more radical branch. There
are times that he appears to take orders from Yethro and then again he does
hold his ground, too. Another thing is why Yethro would dock an ocean going
speedboat on a small lake? I can see if there were some reason, but by the
time you get the thing up to speed you have to cut the motor or you run
aground. He says he likes to take it on to Lake Huron, but never once has
he done it, as far as I know."

"Maybe he likes to have it around to show off," said Phyllis.

"You don't know him yet. When you do, you will find out that His Honor
never does anything to 'show off'. He is the show and you know it! Anyway
there are just too many unanswered questions."

"Mike feels the same way. I do think your idea of using Phyllis is a great
idea. At least I will have an agent that can report to me everyday. Let's
just see what happens. I'll set up everything at the office this weekend,"
the Director said. "You will clear out your desk Monday and I will get you
a job downstairs. I will tell everyone that you got a better job
offer. That way you can report to me directly. Is there anything else you
will be needing?"

"Just some basic training for our new agent here," Jesse said, referring to
Phyllis.

"She has already been through that. Did you think I would not have a
trained agent as my secretary? Not with all those reports that come across
my desk. I am sure that if she needs anything else, she will ask me
herself."

"Good, then for now, there is nothing more. We will get back to you if
there is."

They said goodbye and the Director wished them luck. After he left, Jesse
asked her why she did not tell him she was a trained agent.

"Need to know - there was no need for you to know till now."

"Ok, fair enough. Let's go out to eat. I'm hungry."

They went out to eat in a Chinese restaurant and then a movie. They sat in
the darkest part of the theater and made out a bit. After the show he took
her to a bar and they sat at the bar, had a few drinks and played the
jukebox and Jesse danced with her.

"Hey, you're not a bad dancer. You don't have two left feet after all," she
smiled.

"Well maybe not, but I would rather dance with you in bed," Jesse whispered
in her ear.

He paid the bar tab and they drove home where the two of them spent the
rest of the evening sitting in her large bathtub soaking together. He sat
with her between his legs, his arms around her hugging her, kissing her
soft neck, nibbling on her ears and kissing her.

"Jess, that feels so good. I could get used to this. I hope this is not all
playacting. If it is please tell me."

"Phyllis, it's not all playacting! But we are both professional agents. You
know very well that it is not good for agents to become too involved. We
should keep our emotions in check. Keep it on a high plain. But.... damn
it! You are one hot woman and I don't think I can do that. It's going to be
rough for me to do that and you are going to have to remind me from time to
time. I wish I could tell you we have a future together, but we
don't. Let's just enjoy our time together. What will be - will be."

"Just so long as I know it's all in the job. Well we might as well have
fun. After all, who knows what will happen tomorrow?"

He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing in
each other's mouths and his hands all over her body. "Time we went to bed,
my dear."

She arose from the tub and dried herself off a bit and then helped Jesse up
and handed him a fresh towel. He dried himself and then said, as he saw her
wrap herself in a bathrobe, "I'm sorry I did not bring a robe."

"I'll get you one for your next visit," she said as she took a hold of his
cock and lead him into the bedroom where she dropped her robe and said,
"but, we really don't need them anyway, do we?"

Jesse leaned over and kissed her then lifted her into his arms and carried
her nude body and placed it in her bed under the covers and then joined
her...

To be continued.