Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2008 08:21:53 -0500
From: pensuwana lacrox <slacrox@mail.com>
Subject: angelina the lesbian sorceress part 5 by pensuwana

Later as we're having a drink and cigar, he asks me, "How will you be
able to not be at your design business every day."

"I'm still working on that, it's certainly not that I'm indispensable, I
should be able to have some one trained well enough shortly. Until then
I'm going to have my dept working evenings until midnight so everything
is ready for the jobbers to manufacture the clothing the next day."

"How does that work, you never explained it to me."

"We do not do any of the bulk manufacturing or shipping of our products,
we job all that out to others who specialize in those areas. It doesn't
take any creative abilities to copy a pattern a few 1000 times, box and
ship them out to our different outlets. This way we can have our own
runaway, where we have fashion shows right at our design shop, which we
do regularly you should come to some of them and see how talented I am in
that field. What started as a mature woman's clothing design company, has
little by little changed into a teenager and young adult women's clothing
designs, with me as the motivating force behind it all." "You have never
told me that is this way. It will be far too selfish of me to want you in
my office every day then, your parents must be relying on you far more
then I ever will, except for my own personal reasons...I haven't been
completely truthful with you, I asked you to be in the office not so I
can give you more clients, but to have you close to me, but now I see
they need you much more then I do, in a business sense that is,
personally I'd have you living with me so I'd know where you are every
second."

Although I didn't reply to that I began seeing that Horace is a very
possessive man, and he wants to control my where about, so instead of
dealing with it I simply change his mind over how much he wants to
possess me, and over the next week, only that short a time, I'm back
working out of the house and reporting to Horace daily on my stock
activities, then one night late I find a small barely existing company
that has a design for larger, faster hard drive for computers, and no
capital to develop it, although they are a public company their stock has
never gotten over 78 cents a share, so quickly forming different company
names and corporations I buy all the outstanding stock as well as much of
what the owners have, and end up owning 49% of the company, giving them
the necessary capital to go ahead with the development of this drive, and
almost instantly I'm called into the security commissions office to
account for my actions, so after showing them my research on this company
and my speculation on what I believe will happen now that they have the
necessary capital to do ahead, and that I have no designs about forcing a
change in ownership the head of the commission says to me, "Miss Von
Richten you're risking billions on their ability to fabricate this
technology even though much larger companies haven't tried it, what if
you're wrong."

"Then I will have personally lost a great deal of money, as well as that
of many others."

"We find nothing illegal in what you've done, but it is a very risky
business, so good luck."

Back in our fashion shop we're putting on a full spread of high fashion
designs for mature, and younger women, teenagers, and even preteens, as
suddenly we're called the house that has brought NYC's runaway shows to
LA, and with that, my heavy work schedule to keep up to creating new
designs almost daily, last minute changes, making the final patterns, and
over seeing the actual sewing of the 1st few of each one, a month speeds
by with me checking this small companies stock each day, until a few
weeks after their new drive has been on the market and their stock goes
through the roof, climbing to $40 a share, so I sell, and add $80 billion
to my wealth, as well as billions to other's wealth, including Horace's.
since every one knew of my investment, a few days later mom and mother
ask, "One of our clients showed us an article about this young lady who
is now considered the wealthiest person on the planet, there were no
pictures, but her name is Jean Von Richten, although they had no idea of
her wealth, they did know it capped the previous persons who is worth
$500 billion, I wish you would have told us instead of us having to find
out though Forbs magazine, but can this possibly be true." "This is
really bad timing, I was all prepared to tell you tonight, because I've
been racing for a trillion, and now realize that is a figure very
difficult to arrive at, so as of now I'm worth $860 billion, and since
the interest alone is between $50 and $70 billion a year, we'd better
start spending it, because in 2 years I'll arrive at a trillion on
interest alone."

My poor parents just set there looking at me in total disbelief until mom
says, "We've got everything we've ever wanted, needed, and just thought
of now...my god Angel, how does one begin to know how to spend such an
enormous amount of money."

"Well I'm going to learn to fly, get a commercial license, buy a nice
float plane buy an island off the coast as close to here as I can, have a
Spanish castle built on it, install the best security system available,
fill it with all the toys I like, fly back and forth to work, and begin
looking for ski resorts around the world, and form a chain of them, start
umpteen foundations to help every possible down trodden person, animal.
And even the earth here in America as well as all around the world, fund
every alternative fuel system hopeful I can find, invest in every fortune
500 company, and according to my calculations all of that should drop my
worth to around $500 billion, so wherever or whatever I've forgotten or
left out, you take it from there...oh, yes, and I think you should have
that long awaited vacation you've been putting off for the past who knows
how many years, go to Europe or Japan, find a nice castle and buy it,
you've worked long and hard enough to now have others running the day to
day operation so you can enjoy the fruits of your labors."

So mother tells me, "Actually Connie can run the place, she's learned
design and all of the rest of the operation, and in your dept., what
about Clarence, hasn't he put in enough work to be of a great deal of
help to you."

So we check them out and after being satisfied with their knowledge of it
all, mom and mother leave for Europe while I look for an island and
although I don't find one I did find a business for sale on Santa
Catalina Island, the shop was run down and for all practical purposes
going out of business, so I bought it, it being a souvenir left over from
who knows how far back, but it is on the water, where I can land my float
plane, although I had to pay a fortune for it, I bought the property next
to it also, and hired a construction crew to rebuild, putting an under
sea museum on the street side, filling it with pieces I found at the
bottom of the ocean, pieces of sunken ships, treasure chests, etc., which
really wasn't much to see in it, but here on Santa Catalina Island every
resident has to have a business attached, then my home, which had
everything, lap pool, small swimming pool, sauna, steam, whirlpool, very
large bedroom with a circular bed, but I had the construction people just
do the main building, I filled it with furniture I designed and created.
Sound system through out as well intercom and video so I can see
everywhere in the house and outside around it, so with the whole home
enchanted and all furnishings magically created, plus the intercom and
security system, it is safer than Fort Knox. My plane setting next to a
very long dock and on the other side of it a 250 foot yacht, fully
automated and magically created and ran, so all I had to do is tell my
yacht where to go, and how to get there, and where to tie up, the only
thing I actually earned was my pilot's license. I rented a large garage
in long breach for my helicopter and Rolls, so depending on which one
I'll take to either office, the brokerage or fashion, all of this taking
me about 6 months and during this time mom and mother had given up on
finding a castle in France or Germany and came back and bought a
monstrous estate in Beverly Hills. After I'd gotten all my plans put
together I went back to work at the shop during the day and at my
computer evenings, and within a few days they came back and told me, "We
gave up on a castle in Europe, but found a fabulous place in Beverly
Hills, you'll love it."

"It looks like we all want to stay close to home, because I have a place
on the breach on Santa Catalina Island, which looks like nothing from the
outside, but in it's a dream of mine to true, all custom furniture and
I've rented large garage on the water in Long Breach where my plane,
helicopter, and car will be, and all under very tight security."

Shortly after we get back Tina comes back from her last selling trip and
tells us, "We're going to have to bump up manufacturing, we've spread out
up into Oregon, Washington, Utah, Montana, and Colorado, here's catalogs
giving you an idea of what they wear up there, so now ladies, we've got
all the states in the western quarter on the nation." So mom ask Tina,
"How would you like working here in the shop instead of traveling all
over most of the time, you're too good a sales person Tina, you've passed
our abilities to manufacture enough to supple all these stores, so will
you help Connie in women's apparel, this vacation is going to end up
costing us if we don't get our asses in gear."

So for the next few months it was working 12-14 hours 6 days a week, and
for me at night I'm pouring over companies stocks the manufacturing
capabilities. I hadn't seen Chad since he started collage, a few phone
calls to tell me he's still there and to please wait for him to catch up
to this high speed collage work, but Horace, as soon as I told him about
my place on Catalina he had to see it, so after a grand tour of my little
palace, as we set having a cigar and drink he asks, "This is quite a
paradise you've got here, is it difficult for you to get back and forth."
"No, actually easier, I fly from here and take my copter from Long Breach
to our fashion building, which I've had a copter pad put on the roof, or
if I have the time and want to fight traffic I can drive from Long
Beach...so what do you think of my bed."

"I've been wondering where you ever got it."

"Custom made just for me, 12 feet round, head board has all the intercom,
closed circuit TV, plus radio, short wave, regular TV, music, and is
surround sound for it all, it even very lightly vibrates for when I'm
alone and want to be rocked to sleep."

"Since cars aren't allowed what do you use."

"A custom made gulf cart, seats 4, has a Rolls grill, and a complete top
in case it's raining."

"Before any more time goes by let's baptize your bed, or have you
already."

"Horace darling, this is my 1st night here too."

So after a pleasant and rewarding time of sweet fucking, Horace who must
have been overly tried falls asleep, so I get up and look over my latest
companies for one that will give me a large pay off, resting on Colombian
Coffee, with harvest 2 months away, and little rain so far, they're
predicting the rain will come just in time to save the Colombian crop,
but according to the future I look into, it will never come, but a
terrible storm will, and wipe out most of the coffee plants causing the
price of coffee to quadruple, so I put 1 billion on 10 different coffees
in Central and South America, chancing the possibility of earning $400
billion in return."

I awake Horace early the next morning and tell him, "Darling you're not
getting enough rest, you fell asleep on me rather early last night, we'd
better move now, if we're both going to get to our offices even close to
on time."

I drop him at home and fly to our building where I just get there as
every one else is, and as the day begins I see where we're not going to
make our deadlines, so without any one realizing it I cause us all to
move faster, as well as our sewing jobbers and transportation people, and
finish the week this way, which is not the best thing to do to people
because even though they aren't aware of it while they're working, when
they get home they're extra tried, and once I slow their pace every one's
going to wonder why suddenly they can't produce like they did just last
week, but it got us ahead enough so we didn't have to rush so much any
more, so although Tina doubled our business on this last trip she also
almost cost us because we weren't ready for such a jump in out put, so by
the end of the week when we realize we're not only caught up but ahead,
mother gathers us all together and tells us, "Although I don't know how
we did it, we're actually caught up, and ahead, I wouldn't want another
week like this one, but I'll tell you what if we can get rested enough by
tomorrow evening or even afternoon, let's have a party at our house in
Malibu, something we haven't done before, and should have started long
ago, none of you have to bring a thing, we'll take care of it all."

We've got 27 people working with us, so with mom, mother and I that makes
30 in all, this being a private company party, no friends or wives or
husbands came so it is the perfect chance for some to put the make on
others who they've wanted to for a long time, what really surprised me
was Connie and Tina, mom and mother all seemingly staying close all
during it, Chad was noticeably absent telling mother Fri, he had a big
test Monday morning and would be home studying, so for most of it I was
alone, until Ben a guy who worked in sewing asks me, "let's take a walk
down the beach."

"Sure Ben, let's take our shoes off and wade in the water too."

"I'd never thought too much about Ben, he kept to himself and really
acted kind of gay, but as soon as we were out of seeing distance from the
rest, I'm suddenly and harshly pulled to his face and kissed, and long
open lip, tongue filled kiss that left nothing to ones imagination as to
what he wanted from me, especially when he forced me down in the water,
with us laying half in and half out, and his hand quickly moved to my
pussy, under my hip hugger shorts and right to my tunnel of sexual
pleasure, as he begins finger fucking me, I automatically shift into
seduction mode, and reach for his prick, when I discover his pants had
been opened and dropped as are mine being pulled down, so as I fondle his
very long, thick, steel hard cock, I move around so my lips can get to
it, and suck it between them, but my biggest surprise comes when he
starts tonguing my clitoris as he finger fucks my pussy, and as I'm
laying there charging and discharging like a damn capacitor he suddenly
explodes between my lips, a gushing hot stream of creamy sweet cum, the
weakly moving back so our faces are close, he kisses my lips that same
lustfully passionate way, just as we hear, "Well thanks asshole, for
getting her nice and hot for us, Bobby hold this kid, bitch, you're about
to be triple raped."

Looking up I see 3 mother fucking niggers, well son of a bitch, just as
I'm getting really heated up, now seeing every blow will have to count, I
put some magic in them, and kick the one over me right in his balls,
bringing him to the ground hurting far too much to be of any help to the
other 2, literally flying up like I'm on a spring I throw punches at the
other one near me so fast, he just falls over, out cold, in one step I'm
on top of the third who gets a round house kick to his face that lays him
out too, as poor Ben's crying from fear, I quickly produce some rope, tie
them all together, put a sign on them ID ing them as rapists and lay them
on the sand close to the water, look at Ban as I say, "Looks like it's
not safe out here, want to find an empty bedroom."

"My god Angelina, I stood there crying in fear while you dispatched all
three of them."

"They pissed me off, right at the beginning of a fabulous fucking time
and they mess it up, they're lucky to be alive, now come with me honey,
and I'll take all that fear out of your mind."

"I don't think so Angelina, not after seeing this."

All I can think of is I need fucking badly, so I erase this from his
mind, replacing it with us just getting done with our oral fucking and
now we're going inside to really make out, so as we're walking toward the
house Ben asks, "Do you really think there'll be an empty bedroom."

"If there isn't we'll go to my place."

But the party is still going full swing, so we go up to my old bedroom
and finish the night there. Mean while the tide came in and later out,
carrying those assholes with it, and between the sharks and other flesh
eaters, there wasn't enough left to find of them, at least not for
months, when parts came drifting up to the beaches alone Malibu and
further north. The next morning we fuck once more in bed then in the
shower so by the time we get down stares every one else is there starting
breakfast, mom, mother, Tina and Connie, says, "Oh, that's what happened
to you two, well Ben was our Angel worth the effort."

I quickly say, "Mother, Ben embarrasses easily."

So Ben speaks up, "Yes Angela, and much more, I have to wonder now why it
took us so long to get together."

Figuring he's stronger than I thought, I kiss his lips as I say, "Time
honey, neither of us has the time...and speaking of that, I've got to get
home, there are some stocks I must look at today...Ben need a ride."

"No my car is outside...I could use something to eat though."

So mom asks me, "Come on darling at least have breakfast with us." "Sure,
everything else can wait."

Then mom tells us, "I'm sure glad you didn't go out on the breach
somewhere to make out, a few girls have been raped around here at night,
and their boys friends beaten very badly."

Ben looks at me, as I shake my head no, but mother catches it and asks,
"Ok, Angel tell me what happened."

So Ben speaks up, "Three large black guys tried to rape Angelina, but she
kicked the crap out of them, even faster then I could react."

"One of these days young lady, you're not going to be so lucky."

"Please believe me mom...mother. It isn't luck, it's pure ability and no,
I'll never be raped by any number of men, I know this sounds rather
egotistical but it will just never happen to me."

So Ben says, "I can believe that, she could have handled 3-5 more last
night, I mean Angelina is like lightening, 3 blows, 3 guys out." Tina
asks, "What did you do with them, you should have taken them to the
police." "That may not have been a good idea because they never touched
me and didn't hurt Ben, that along with me being only 16 and Ben 23, so
we tire securely and left a note saying they are the rapists."

After we eat Ben leaves and the rest of us talk more, and Connie asks,
`Angel, you're going out with only men now, are they really giving you
all the satisfaction you want."

"I feel as though they are, of course it takes a long time just as it did
with you and I. But the real pleasure between us came with the dildo,
when we kept it going very slowly for hours, that I can't get from them,
unless I take control, but even then if they become overly excited
they'll take control back and speed up."

"If you're interested I'm without a lover, I never did get as much from
any one else like I do from you."

"May I ask, did the 4 of you have an orgy last night."

Mom replies, "Yes darling, you really should have been with us."

"You mean you'll go along with the two of you fucking with me."

So mother says, "We know it's not socially excepted, but neither is any
of your escapades with all these men you are fucking."

"All...shit give me a break here, is 4 considered all those men, and other
than now, I've never had more than one at a time, and possibly that's all
I have now, you notice Chad has not been to see me since collage
started...but then Horace is really a wonderfully pleasing lover, even if
he's 55."

Tina choked on her last drag from her cigarette, as she tried to say, in
wonderment, "You're fucking a 55 year old man...my god Angel aren't afraid
you'll kill the poor old guy."

"Not Horace, he's got one speed, compound low and he drives me crazy with
it, as he fucks me for almost an endless amount of time, but he's so
methodically perfect in his thrusts and withdrawals...he helps me maintain
my composure to some degree, there fore I don't become so radically Dizzy
I pass out."

I hadn't seen that Connie is really serous about us getting back
together, until she says, "Angel can we take a drive."

As I'm looking at her, she mouths, "Please."

So I reply, "Sure honey let's go." As soon as she's in my Rolls, she
says, "God I love this car."

"I'd tell you I'll get you one for your birthday except it took me
forever to find this one."

"I wouldn't care about the year, and I sure wouldn't let you buy me one
any way, really what I'm after is for you to take me out to your place on
the island can we do that."

"Sure can, I feel bad that no one has seen it yet, because I'm very proud
of it."

>From there to Long Breach the float plane to my dock, then seeing my
yacht Connie asks, "Whose is that."

"Mine, he's large enough to steam anywhere, especially customized inside
and only sleeps 10, the master bedroom suite is 6 rooms, why don't I show
that to you, you'll love my bedroom."

As we walk through it I tell her, "Fully automated so a crew of 3 can run
it, and here are the regular suites, enough for 10, including the crew,
but here is where the real luxury begins, my suite."

We walk into this very large bedroom, with a circular bed, built after
the same plans as the one in my apartment, and so large half of it fits
into a cutout in the wall behind it, the walls on both sides come down to
allow the breeze to blow through. 2 bathrooms, dressing rooms a setting
room with dinning furniture and a kitchen, further on we find the
laundry, dry cleaning room, larger kitchen, dinning room, lounge, up on
the 01 deck is the captain's suite, copter pad, 2 small speed boats, 3
skidoos, then the bridge, and some covered areas, so Connie asks, "What's
under these."

"Guns, he also has torpedoes, radar, sonar, and a small arms locker, in
case I ever get somewhere I find pirates and have to fight my way out,
plus in the hold is a jump jet fully armed, he may be a pleasure yacht,
but he also is a fighting ship if need be, and the finest communications
set up possible to get...haaa, Captain Rogers, Connie my captain, Buck
Rogers, retired full Captain US Navy, 44 and in top shape, Capt, how long
before we can have full steaming capabilities, if we were going
somewhere."

"15 minutes Angelina."

"And if we were off Colombian waters and were attacked how many men would
you need to man will the guns."

"Only myself, you had this technological masterpiece put together so one
man on the bridge can do it all."

"What is out cruising and top speed."

"He easily cruises at 40 knots and flank at 70, twin engines, turn on a
dime, I've been studying him over since I came on board, you did a
masterful job designing this ship. With all the food either frozen or
canned, we're always stocked and ready to go out, and he can steam around
the world, none stop...now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do, will you
be staying on board Angelina."

"No Capt., we're going in the house. Once in there Connie sees my custom
made furniture another of those large round beds, and soon sees we're
right on a busy street, so she asks, "It looks like people are coming in
here, what's down stares."

"A kind of maritime museum and gift shop, as you saw from the front the
whole building looks like it's left over from the 1940s, crud rustic and
nicely hides what is up here, not that it matters because my security
system is everything proof, and my living area is totally sound
proof...just in case you're interested in christening my bed."

"I see you're back to reading my mind again, what do we have to drink."
"I asked Capt. Rogers to stock the bar, let's see if his tastes are close
to ours...there's one of these in my bedroom on the ship too." I open part
of a wall and our comes a bar and stools, as I ask, "Single malt scotch;

Naturally."

So as we set drinking Connie asks, "When you asked Capt. Rogers how long
to top speed, and he said 15 minutes, is that actually possible."

"Because of how that ship is designed, within 5 minutes we can be
cruising out of here at 20 knots, the other 10 is to get the steam up
enough to make flank speed. By diverting all the electrical power from
the emergency generators to the engines we can move away from the dock
almost at once, and up to 20 knots, once the steam is hot enough, 10
minutes or less, we have full capabilities...but please Connie enough about
that boat, let's fuck."

"Haaa, yes you just said the magic word."

After I turn the bed on so it lightly rolls and vibrates, a turn on the
music and we undress and start fondling one another as we kiss, until we
each have a few rousing orgasms, then we reverse and really turn on the
heat, and continue until we're so tired, neither of us wants to move, so
Connie asks, "Can you reach the cigarettes." "Probably, but I'm not sure
if I have enough energy to smoke one...let's try for the scotch 1st."

"Why did we ever stop fucking each other, did either of us have another
that is so much better than this is."

"Would you believe I can't remember why we split...oh...shit, yes I do, I
started working days and evening, some times until midnight, so in
desperation you went out alone, and of you being the lovely young woman
that you are was picked up shortly, and she must have given you what you
needed."

"No my darling, Patty and all her friends were brutal and ruthless to
me."

"But at least they were there for you, let's net our relationship
together closer this time, move in here with me...oh crap I forgot about
Horace my boss...I see him about once every 3 weeks for one night, but
because of what I did to you, I'd drop him, because he needs me than I
need him."

"No, I will not let you do that, according to everything you've told us
about Horace he's been very good to you, and obviously your relationship
with him is more business then anything else. And it's not as if he were
a woman...for so few times, I am adult enough to be able to let me
continue seeing him."

But I can tell by the tone on Connie's voice she's jealous already, so
I'll just change Horace's mind about me. So we fly to Connie's house in
the copter load her things and fly out to Catalina set down on the breach
in front of my house, and unload. After I ask Connie, "Let's take a walk
around this street I'm on, I never have looked around it."

So as we do we find a nice Deli restaurant, which also has take out and
delivery, a few small local type bars, a few dozen souvenir shops, and
even clothing stores that cater to island style clothing, so since this
is our livelihood we check labels and none of their cloths are from here,
or even the main land, but from Polynesia and South America. So as we're
looking through them, Connie says to me, "Are you thinking the same as I
am."

"I do believe we are...Catalina Styles by Schmitt & Richten...then on a
separate tag, Designed & styled on Santa Catalina Island, I'll finance
it, put the clothing in stores on consignment. Let's give this to my
parents tomorrow, and see what they think our chances are."

"We'd better begin thinking this out, every loony thought we have, sketch
it...I've got to get a pocket computer like the one you have."

So Monday morning I go in to talk to mom and mother and tell them what
Connie and I came up with, and after hearing it all, mother says, "Start
out with them being sold only on Catalina, and I know already they will
catch on well enough that possibly all too soon we'll have to start
selling to stores on the main land too."

So suddenly Connie and I are doubly busy, with our regular work during
the day, working on new designs and creations in the evenings and me neck
deep in my brokerage work later at night. Poor Horace calls me almost
every other night, but I'm too busy to even talk long with him, until one
day Horace comes in the shop and finds me knee deep in putting the final
touches on a dozen things at once, so he asks me, "Can we talk, alone
please."

"Certainly darling come in my office."

"You're becoming obsessed with your work, you don't seem to be able to
get away from it."

" I'm starting a new line of fashions, and they must be ready by Fri."

"Actually I came by to tell you, I think we should stop seeing one
another socially...to by very truthful with you, I need some one who
desperately needs me, you'll never be that woman, you're too strong
physically and emotionally, I thought I could carry our relationship off
knowing you were not a weak and dependent woman, but I cannot, I do pray
we can always be close friends."

"We have been so we will continue to be, as well as even closer business
partners." "I was afraid to ask that, so you will stay with the firm."

"Of course, to me, where else can I go."