Evan had mused about assembling a stable of girls and pimping them out. But really, that was a pretty gross idea and could backfire spectacularly. He did need money, though, because he was frustrated at not having any or having to beg off of his parents. "How could I access some major cash and do it legally?" he pondered. He was really limited in his opportunities because the flashlight wasn't effective during the day unless it was just super overcast or there were dark spaces in which the beam would become effective. He also wanted to do this without a paper trail and it was important to isolate his targets and not get caught on video cameras. Furthermore, he couldn't do it so often that it would become a pattern and maybe rouse police interest.

The good thing for Evan was that because he was somewhat nerdy looking, nobody would see him as threatening, especially if he dressed in a preppy nerd kind of outfit. Thursday evening,  he decided,  just for shits and giggles, to make a dry run. He traveled about 40 minutes to a mall known to be frequented by rich people. He walked around casing it and watching how people came and went. Right as he was coming out of the main mall building, he saw the very exemplar of middle aged rich bitch whoredom walking up to the entrance. She had the trademark blond hair from a bottle, tits by Monsanto, an outfit way too young for her and big gaudy jewelry. There was enough darkness for him to walk right up to her while she was still on the asphalt, flip his sleeve up and hit her with the beam from his penlight. She was paralyzed by it. He then told her she was going to obey every order he gave her.

He realized that if he took money from her right there it might be mistaken for an armed robbery by onlookers. He had something better in mind. When her brainpan was once again able to perceive reality, he commanded her to take $10,000 in cash in $20 bills out of her bank account at around 2:30 p.m. the next day, drive over to the park near his home and find him on the grass behind the rightfield fence of the park's baseball diamond. This way, he minimized the chance of being seen by large numbers of people with her while money changed hands and there weren't any security cameras there. Plus all this would apparently be under her own volition.

After he got home from school Friday, he told Yvonne he was going to the supermarket to pick up some munchies and cokes for when they would watch tv together that evening. He nervously scurried over to the rendezvous point and waited. And waited. He knew that traffic at that time of day was going to be rough. Finally, nearly an hour late, she found him and handed him the bucks. "Hey babe, show me your tits," he demanded. She pliantly acceeded to his wish and yep, they were fake, and rather obviously at that. "Hey listen, you're going to have those implants taken out and you are to allow your hair to revert to its natural color." "Okay," she consented. Evan smiled wickedly. "Also, you will never tell anyone about this, not even the cops." "Okay." "Good girl. Now go home."

He took $40 out of the brick of cash and put it in his pocket. The rest of it he stuffed into the waistband of his pants and pulled his t-shirt over it. Somewhat uneasily, he headed to the supermarket and loaded up on the stipulated junk food and carried it home. "Where have you been?" "I ran into Casey coming out of the supermarket and so we went and had a burger. Why, you want to open the chips now?" "No, we can wait until after dinner." "Okay babe. I'll be back down in a minute. I want to put some shorts on." "Okay sweety." "Whew!" he thought to himself as he went upstairs, carefully placed the cash behind his dresser and then changed into a pair of running shorts, staying naked from the waste up. He went back down, sat at the other end of the couch from Yvonne and put a pillow on his left thigh. "Hey babe, you want to lay down?" "Okay," she smiled. He stroked her cheek and tousled her hair as they watched Attack of the Show until their mother came back from work, at which point it was switched over to the news.

"Honestly, I've never seen such an affectionate brother and sister in my life," Amanda remarked. "That's what happens when you have such a beautiful daughter, mom. Every guy likes to spoil a beautiful girl," Evan countered. "Riiiight," Amanda reacted, rolling her eyes. "Especially when you resemble her." Everybody cracked up at that one. "Well, she was the new and improved version of me," he sweetly self effaced.

After dinner, Yvonne and Evan went upstairs to his bedroom. 'Hey Evan, those were some really nice things you said about me. Thanks, honey.." "Just stating the obvious, babe." He entrusted her with the remote as they laid down in bed and told her to find something she liked. They took in a romantic comedy and then he went downstairs and brought up a big bag of chips and a couple of cokes. He sat up against the headboard and had her position herself with her back to him between his legs. He opened the chip bag and fed her one before snarfing one down himself. Occasionally  they did the hold one end of the chip in her mouth and they eat it together. This did not work well and some of the remnants of the chips ended up in their laps. They worked through about two-thirds of the bag over the ensuing few hours before they showered together and returned to his bedroom. Evan shined the flashlight in Yvonne's face. "You are not going to worry about where I get my money," he suggested.

This became important because the next day, he went to a jewelry store and bought her a $2000 engagement ring. Sunday, he took her out for lunch and then popped the question. "Oh my God, Evan, are you serious? Yes, I'll marry you, but oh my God!" "Don't wear it in front of mom and dad until I've had a chance to talk to them about it," he warned.

That night, he went to his mom and said he needed to talk to her about how to deal with women. When they got into the darkened second floor hallway,  he shined the flashlight on her and suggested, "you will not only obey every order I give you, but you will be thrilled that I asked Yvonne to marry me when we tell you about it and you will accept me being romantic with Yvonne as normal." After she recovered her cognition, Evan told her to call for her husband. As he made the last step on the landing, he got the flashlight shined in his eyes and the same suggestion that Evan had given to Amanda. "Okay you guys, lets go back downstairs, where Yvonne had been left alone. "Mom, dad, I asked Yvonne to marry me and she accepted!" he announced proudly. Yvonne's jaw just about went THROUGH the floor, she was that astonished. Their parents made a big fuss and congratulated their kids on their future as a couple. "Show them the ring I bought for you, babe," he said to Yvonne. She obeyed. He sat next to her and whispered, "I had a talk with them and they realized they had no choice but to accept our relationship for what it is. So we don't have to hide our affection for each other anymore," he revealed. Yvonne and Evan hugged and kissed and she began crying because it was such a relief to her.

"Honey, we always expected that something like this could happen," Amanda stated. "I think it's best we just admit what has always been obvious. Just be careful, okay?" "Okay mom. Thank you so much!" Yvonne cried. "Do you think I should wear this ring to school?" "Fuck yeah! If someone asks who it is you're marrying, just say, 'a guy who goes to another school,' and you can make up your own mind about the name and the other details." "Okay," she concurred.

"I love you, Yvonne," he said, kissing her. "I love you, too, Evan. Yvonne flinched a little bit seeing her parents when she broke the kiss but then remembered that everything was out in the open now and relaxed. Evan and Yvonne went up to his bedroom and they stripped and fucked like a couple of horny badgers for the next couple of hours before falling asleep in the nude.

They turned 17 five days hence after he proposed to Yvonne, but he was frustrated that all he could really do for her was take her out to dinner. They couldn't go away for a weekend because good hotels don't rent to minors. They couldn't go to prom together for obvious reasons, which was actually fine with the two of them since they saw it as a waste of time and money. They couldn't even play the lottery.

When Yvonne went to school Monday, she was, in a sense, a marked woman. She was wearing that engagement ring and it made her more uptight about concealing the secret she shared with her brother.On the other hand, she liked having that tangible symbol of their love on her finger. Fortunately, because the ring wasn't THAT fancy it didn't draw as much attention as she had feared and the people that did ask seemed to accept the answer she gave them about it.

However, even with Evan now formally but unofficially engaged to Yvonne, he still had a yen for strange and he wondered if he could mix business with pleasure. That is, could he find a chick who was both loaded and that he would also want to screw? It would be the best of both worlds. But how could he do that? He didn't want to go back to the mall again because it would be too soon. This time, he opted for the beach. Maybe he would run into a wealthy jogger or something.

When his father got home, Evan had him give him the keys to his car and, dressed in shorts, flip flops and a long sleeve jersey, he headed off to the coastline. It was about 7:30 when he got there. He parked in a lot that was just off one end of the strand and started walking southward. There was a jogger coming his way, but it was a middle aged guy and it appeared that he had so much money he didn't mind his arms sweating under the Rolex watch he had on. He also had one of those cheesy gold chains on that old guys who like to fancy themselves as players wear. Just for the lulz, Evan had to light the guy up. Evan, like he did with the woman at the mall, told him he was going to obey his commands. When the guy came out of the haze the penlight had put him in, Evan asked him to tell him how much he was worth. "About $25 million," he reported. Evan responded by ordering him to bring $25,000 in $100 bills Saturday morning at eight to the same area of the park he had the woman he met at the mall bring her cash and to not tell anyone about it, including the police.

Evan walked on and got to a part of the walkway lined by some cafes that had outdoor patios for dining. He saw a couple of brunettes he wanted to bang and so walked up to their table and shined the penlight on them and fed them the obedience order. When they reconnected with reality, he told them that if the server asks who he is that he is their friend Tim. He then peppered them with questions. They were both going to a local junior college that was a notorious party school. When they finished the last of their meal, Evan walked them back to his car and went up the road a few miles to a chain motel and had one of the chicks rent a room.

When they entered the room, Evan had the girls strip. He was surprised by how tall one of the girls was. She had to be pushing six feet in her bare feet and was quite skinny, though not really boney. Great face with long dark brown hair, but rather small boned. She was an A cup and had shaved her pubic hair, but the way her pussy looked atop her thin, supple legs and how tanned her skin was still made his cock drip.

The other chick had hair down to the small of her back and large B cups that had a rounded shape to them on a 5'4" frame with paler skin than her companion. Evan rid himself of his attire and lay on his back on the bed. He had the tall chick, who was named Emily, sit on his face while he directed the other one, Sarah, to suck his cock. He cupped Emily's little butt with his hands as his tongue roamed her pink folds. He felt the caress of Sarah's soft, warm mouth on his member while he tasted Emily's lady juice before darting his tongue at her clit. He reached up and ran his fingers over Emily's prominent nipples as he initiated suction on her love button. As Sarah slathered his meat stick with her saliva, Emily began to moan and he did the same, vibrating his lips on the hood of her clit in between licking and pulling on it with his suction. Emily's pussy smelled amazing to him, never mind the taste, and the attention Sarah was exerting on his pole provoked him to rapidly increasing arousal and with it the volume of his precum scaled up and was taken enthusiastically into Sarah's stomach.

The higher Emily went on the slope of pleasure, the more she subconsciously ground her pussy into Evan's mouth. The more turned on that Emily and he became also stimulated Sarah's sex drive and she was now bobbing her head up and down at a frantic rate on his dick. Evan sucked, kissed and licked Emily's clit with more vigor the more his balls roiled and they were becoming one big moaning mass until he ejected his magma into Sarah's piehole. She pulled her lips off of his rod and swallowed the man milk she had elicited out of him.

He pushed Emily off of him and put her on her back after telling Sarah to play with herself. He got Emily back up to where she was before he came and eventually brought her to a squealing orgasm. He slid up next to Emily and cuddled her while they both watched Sarah flicking her little man in the boat and grope her own breast until she jerked and twisted when her orgasm rapidly rippled through her.

Watching that display of self abuse stiffened Evan's johnson and he pushed Sarah on to her back at the end of the bed and quickly jabbed his cock into her. She shelved her legs on his back as she welcomed his thrusts, Evan drinking in the sensation of Sarah's softer body and her breasts compressed against his chest while his hips rocked back and forth. Their tongues intertwined as the fucking continued, he railing her harder and harder while Emily acted as spectator, the first time she had ever watched any of her friends get drilled. "Oh fuck oh God," Sarah declared, the jolts of pleasure inside of her growing in magnitude  until finally Evan jackhammered her into paradise, her high pitched pants only making him hornier, which culminated in him dispatching his fleet of swimmers deep into her womb.

He dropped them off back at the cafe and went home. "Well, another one crossed off the bucket list," he laughed to himself.