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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Sam Knight Case Three 8/9 by Uncle Sky (Mf, Mm, mf, coer, bdsm)
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Warning! This is an adult story. It was written for adults on an adult
topic. It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts. These acts may
involve pre-teens having sex with adults. If you object to this type of
material or if you are under the legal age to read such material in your
area, please leave now. All others please continue and enjoy yourselves.

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I also ask that my credits and intro remain a part of it when it is
posted.

The following story is a fantasy. It never happened. It takes place
completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies. No
real children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story.
Please do not try this at home.

Sam Knight Case Three (Mf, Mm, mf, coer, bdsm)
      by Uncle Sky

What Possible Excuse

Chapter 08

We sat quietly for a few minutes, and then Mother spoke.

"I guess I'll start. After you left, Ginger told me all about what happened
this morning. She is very upset. She is afraid you are in deep trouble and
that she will lose you. She blames herself for everything. She was still
crying the last I checked. Mary heard what was going on, and she stayed
home to support Ginger. It turns out she knew a lot more than any of us
guessed.

"When Jennie arrived she was hysterical. It's a wonder she was able to
drive over here. All she would tell me was that you are a monster, that she
beat you up, and that she thinks she may have killed four boys. That's
about it.

"Now I think we need to hear from Ginger."  Mother turned her head toward
the hall and raised her voice. "Mary, please bring Ginger out here."

While we waited for Mary to bring Ginger out I turned to Jennie.

"You didn't do any real damage to me, Jennie, though I can still feel where
you hit me. I cleared it with everyone by saying you didn't know it was me
and reacted by instinct while you were defending yourself. As for the boys,
they will all recover. One with a concussion, one with a broken arm, one
who may never have children and one with multiple injuries that are not
life threatening.

When Ginger and Mary came into the room, I was heartbroken by what I saw.
Ginger was still sobbing, and she looked like the end of the world had hit
her. She started to run to me, but Mother stopped her with a word.

"No! Ginger, you and Mary sit over there on the other couch. That's right.
Now, Ginger, I want you to tell us all about you and Sam and what has been
going on with you."

Ginger hesitated for a moment and looked at me. I nodded, and she began.
She told all about how we met, about my saving her, how Cheryl had brought
us together and how she had seduced me. She made it clear that I had
resisted but finally gave in to her. She told about how she almost died
after Cheryl was killed and how I had saved her again. She ended by saying
that she was very, very sorry that she had caused me all this trouble.

"Now, Jennifer, it's your turn to speak. Tell us what you think and what
you want to do about it."

Jennie sat up and glanced at me then looked away quickly. She turned to
look at Ginger.

"First of all, Ginger, I'm sorry I pulled a gun on you and kicked you out
of the bed. You surprised me, and I reacted without thinking. As to what
you just said, you are wrong! You are not to blame for any of this mess.
Mr. Knight is to blame. He is the adult and so is responsible for all that
happened. He could have stopped it at any time, and he didn't until he was
found out. I repeat, you are not to blame. I'm very sorry you have to go
through all this, but I have no choice. Mr. Knight must be punished."

Mother was about to speak again, but Mary jumped in before she could get
started.

"You're wrong about Sam. He is a wonderful man. He has saved many, many
little girls. He would never hurt any of us. I'll confess right now that if
I didn't know that he was in love with Ginger and she was in love with him,
I'd have made a move on him myself. Do you even have any idea what it means
for we girls, who have been raped and abused, to find a loving relationship
with a man who can show us that sex with love is still possible after what
we went through? I doubt it. According to society, what Sam did was wrong
and illegal. You are stuck with that idea and are prepared to ruin the
lives of both Sam and Ginger. If you do, you will also damage the lives of
the rest of us too. What about Rose? She'll think she is to blame. If she
hadn't come to me and if I hadn't taken her to Sam, this would never have
happened. And what will happen the next time some little girl needs help?
Who will be there for them that they can trust? The people of this town
know they can trust Sam. Who else has done as much as he has to protect and
to save little girls from harm? Nobody. I think you should just let them
alone."

That made us all pause for a moment. I never expected Mary to go on like
that. I had no idea she felt that way about me. My eyes teared up.

Mother spoke next.  "I've known Sam for a very long time. I can't approve
of what he has done, but I can understand it. I have seen what he has done
for the girls and how they adore him. I saw what happened to Ginger when
she thought he didn't want her after Cheryl died. I would hate to see that
again. I love Sam and respect him and what he has done. He is partly
responsible for me being able to maintain this home for the girls. Without
his help, I would have had to close long ago. I don't know what should
happen to him, but I do not think he should go to jail or even be charged.
If he was, all the people who work for him would be affected as well. I
have no doubt that the company would fold. There would be such a scandal
that nobody would dare use his service, even if he was not there. So I
guess it is your turn, Sam. What do you have to say?"

"Jennie is right. It was my responsibility to protect all the girls,
including Ginger. I have failed at that, and so I will have to pay the
price. I agree that my going to jail would adversely effect a lot of
people. I have what I think is a solution if Jennie agrees.

"First, I will retire and have no further contact with the company. I will
sell my interest in the company to Mike and Grace for a small amount. I
have enough to live on for a long time, so that is not a problem. I am
still healthy, so I can find a job elsewhere. I will move away from this
city and state. I will have no contact with any of the girls ever again. I
will also make a large payment to Dr. Webber to fund counseling for any of
the girls who need it. I'm sure she will be able to help them. I only ask
that you not mention this matter to anyone, ever, so that the girls are not
forced to face questions over and over again. If you agree, I'll start
taking steps right away. Is that satisfactory, Jennie?"

Ginger screamed, "Noooooooooooooooo!" and tried to come to me, but Mary
knew it was a bad idea and held her back, hugging her.

I could see that Jennie was having a hard time deciding. After a few
minutes she answered.  "I can see all your points, Mother, and you too,
Mary. I will agree to this but want to make it perfectly clear that if I
ever hear of you being involved with an underage girl, I will hunt you down
and see that you pay dearly. I hope I am making the right decision."

"I do too, Jennie. Now I'm going to the office to start things moving.
Jennie, you need to go in and make your report. I expect Wilson will be
there, and he will take your statement. You did go a little overboard, but
you were acting in self-defense and there is proof. There was a camera in
that hall, and we have the audio from your bug. I'm sure you will be okay.

"Mother, I think you and Mary should take Ginger to my house and remove all
her things. She may take anything she wants. I will not be taking much with
me. When I leave, I'll send you papers deeding the house to you. You can
keep it or sell it to help fund your work here. Your choice. If there's
nothing else, I'll leave now."

Mother rushed over to help Mary hold Ginger, who was struggling desperately
to get free and run to me, as she screamed with tears running down her
face.  "NO! NOT AGAIN! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! Jennie, make him stay!
Pleeeaase?"

I got up, and watched her collapse into Mother's arms. I wanted so much to
hold her and tell her it would be okay. Instead, I turned and walked out
the door. I got in my car and drove away. It was the hardest thing I've
ever had to do. I cried all the way to the office. This was going to be
very hard. As I walked into our building I stopped at the reception desk.

"I'm going to my office. Would you please call Mr. Asherton (our company
lawyer) and ask him to meet me there right away, then call Grace, Mike and
Beth and tell them to come to my office in thirty minutes?"

"Will do, Sam."

I stopped off in the rest room to clean up before I went to my office. I
didn't want anyone to see I had been crying. Asherton was waiting when I
got there. I closed the door behind me, waved him to a seat, and sat down
behind my desk. I saw he didn't have anything with him, so I pushed a pad
and pencil over to him.

"Please take notes. I have several things I want you to do for me. I want
no questions that are not required to complete the tasks at hand, and I
want it all done ASAP. Understood?"

"Sure, Sam. If that's what you want, that's what you'll get. Go ahead."

"I want you to draw up papers selling my interest in this company to Mike,
Grace, and Beth. I want to retain ten percent. You will make up a limited
Power of Attorney giving you control of that ten percent and any and all
profits that may derive from it. You will hold all that in confidence until
I contact you later. The sale price will be decided when the others get
here shortly. Pending finalization of the sale, I want you to have all my
privileges as an owner blocked at the close of business today. By close of
business today, I do not want to be able to get in here, get a vehicle, or
sign any documents or checks.

"Next, I want you to draw up a transfer of the deed to my house. I want it
to go to Mother Mable, with no restrictions on what she may do with it.

"I want you to draw up papers with me withdrawing as Ginger's guardian and
recommending that Mother be allowed to care for her.

"I don't expect it, but there could be some trouble for Jennie about what
she did to those boys today. As company lawyer, you will represent her
anyway, but if there are any conflicts of interest or costs outside what
you do for the company, I want to be billed for it personally.

"Can you represent me separately if it doesn't involve the company?"

"Yes. If there is a conflict, I can farm out your case to another trusted
firm."

"Then make out papers stating that you are representing me and decide on a
retainer. I'll have it for you when you bring me the papers."

There was a knock on the door, and I told them to come in. As I expected,
it was Grace, Mike, and Beth. I motioned for them to sit on the couch. They
did as I asked, and I began their part of the solution.

"I know it's not polite, but I'm going to ask you all to do as I ask. I
will be telling you some things, and I want no questions. If you ask, I
will not answer, so don't waste your time. I am selling you three my
company. You will have equal shares of thirty percent each. I'm going to
step out for a few minutes so you can decide on what you can afford."

I got up and left them there looking shocked. I went to Amber's office and
peeked in. She was busy as usual.

"Got a minute?"

"Always for you, Sam."

"You have always been very special to me, Amber. You have helped make this
company what it is today, so I wanted to tell you personally. I'm leaving
the company effective the end of business today. No questions, please. I
have one last job for you. I want you to remove my authorization from any
files or computers or anything connected to the company, to be effective as
of five pm today. You will block my access to my company e-mail and any
other things you can think of. I'll use my personal e-mail account to send
you any files I have at home. I want all my connections to this company
severed at five pm. Will you do that for me?"

I could see tears running down her cheeks as she answered a simple, "Yes".

"Thank you for everything."

My next stop was the Geek's office.

"Hi, Walter. I need a favor."

"Sure, Sam. What can I do for you?"

"Do you have a record of everything that is checked out to me that belongs
to the company and not me personally?"

"Yes, I do."

"Would you print me a copy of it now please."

"It'll just take a minute."

I waited, and a couple of minutes later he handed me the list. It was
longer than I thought.

"Thanks. This will do fine. One more thing. Would you arrange for someone
to come to my house tomorrow morning to pick it all up, and when it is
brought back here, would you inventory it and e-mail me a copy of the
receipt at my personal e-mail account?"

I could see he was puzzled, but Walter never questioned me when I asked him
to do something.

"Of course."

"Thank you."

I turned and went back to my office. I knocked before entering and waited
for permission to enter.

"Come in."

I went in and sat down.

"Well, what have you decided you can afford?"

They gave me a figure, and I laughed. They looked stunned until I turned to
Asherton and spoke.

"Cut that figure in half and write it up please. I think that's all unless
you see something I've missed?"

"No. That should cover it all."

He left, and I turned to the three sitting on my couch.

"I have arranged to be completely severed from this company at five pm
today. I hope you can arrange the finances by then, as I will be leaving
town tomorrow. I will type up a report on Rose's case tonight and e-mail it
to you, Beth. One of my last instructions was for Amber to remove all
mention of Rose by name from all files that might be supplied to others. I
will expect the same to be done to my report. You three will be in charge,
but I ask that you honor my request to keep her identity secret.

"Speaking of Rose, where is she Grace?"

"She's in with Dr. Webber. I expect they will be done soon."

"Unless you have any pertinent questions, I think we're done here for now.
Would you keep Rose with you and ask Dr. Webber to come see me when they
are done?"

"As you wish."

"Thank you all."

I could tell they were dying to ask what the hell was going on, but they
knew me well enough to know if I said I wouldn't answer any questions, then
I wouldn't. They showed me the respect of not asking.

I went to the storeroom and got a box. I started to pack all my personal
belongings. There was more than I thought, but not so much I couldn't
manage it.

A short while later, Dr. Webber stopped by.

"Hi, Sam. I'm Dr. Webber. You asked to see me?"

"Yes, I did. Could you sit down for a minute?"

"Sure. What can I do for you?"

"You can answer a few questions to start with."

"Okay, as long as they don't infringe on client confidentiality."

"Oh, nothing like that. First off, did things go well with Rose? Do you
think she can go home to her parents now?"

"I think things went very well. It might be helpful if I went with her, but
she can go home now."

"Would you mind taking her when you leave here?"

"I can do that."

"Dr. Webber, I'm leaving the company at five pm today. I will no longer
have any contact with the company or any clients. That includes Rose. I
want to pay you a retainer to continue to treat Rose and also any other
children that were involved in this case that need help. I also have
another girl who will need your help very badly. Do you know Mother Mable
that runs a home for girls?"

"Yes, I do. I've even met her once."

"There is a girl there named Ginger McGill. I would like you to go see
Mother as soon as possible and talk to her about Ginger. Then I would like
you to help Ginger any way you can. After you take Rose home, take a few
minutes to think about my request. Then send me an e-mail that specifies
that you are paid, but that I have no control whatsoever over your
treatment or any aspect of the cases you are taking on. Just note
separately how much you require for a retainer, and I'll send you a check
special delivery tomorrow. I will be leaving town tomorrow, so there will
be no further contact with me after that. Can you do this for me?"

"It's a bit unusual, but I can do that. I'll call Mother as soon as I get
home and see if I need to go there right away. From the way you are
talking, I suspect I may have to."

"Thank you Doctor. It's been a pleasure to meet you."

"And you, Sam."

She got up and left.

It was about lunch time, and I decided I needed to go out and make a visit
or two to make some arrangments. I sent an e-mail to my friend Stew. I
asked him to meet me for lunch at Mason's. I said it was important and
apologized for the short notice. Then I called Rat.

"Yeah?"

"Will you be in your 'office' around one or a little later?"

"Yeah."

"See you then."

He hung up before I finished talking. I walked out and told the
receptionist I would be back around two or three if anyone was looking for
me.

I made my way to Mason's. Stew was already there waiting for me. I sat down
as he greeted me.

"Hi, Sam. What do you need this time?"

"I don't know if even you can do this for me, Stew.  If you can't, then no
hard feelings. I'm in a hurry. I need a new identity by tomorrow at this
time."

"Wow! That is going to be a hard one. How complete?"

"Very. If you can do it, I'll e-mail you a picture tonight. Here are the
stats I want on it. I would prefer it be from another state if possible.
Can you do it?"

"For you, anything, Sam. What's going on? Are you on the lam?"

"I can't tell you, Stew. But I am leaving town tomorrow, and I won't be
back. This will be the last job I ask you to do for me."

"Okay. I'll have it ready and here at this time tomorrow. I better get
started."

He got up and left before I could say any more. I left a nice tip for the
waitress and headed back to my car. The next stop was going to be McGinty's
Bar. Rat would be waiting.

I checked my wallet and decided I needed some cash. I stopped at my bank on
the way and withdrew $5,000. The teller was a bit surprised but didn't say
anything. I hurried on my way.

I walked into the bar and saw Rat over at his table in the corner. It had
been a while since I'd seen him, but he hadn't changed. He still looked
like a bum and not the semi-rich business man he was. His main business was
information. That was what I wanted. He watched me walk over to his table
and sit down. He said nothing. He was a man of few words. I got right to
the point.

"I have a job for you, Rat. It will be the last job I ever ask you to do.
I'm leaving town tomorrow. I will be completely cut off from everyone and
everything in this town. You remember Ginger?"

He nodded.

"Well, I can't take her with me. I want you to keep your ears open and
check on her every now and then. Not a full-time watcher, just from time to
time. I'll call you once in a while and ask how things are. You tell me,
and I'll be gone again. Will you do this for me?"

"It's done."

He hadn't even asked for any money. I slipped $1,000 accross the table and
it disappeared.

"Thanks."

He surprised me then. He held out his hand for me to shake. I shook his
hand and left.

I went over my plans in my head and couldn't think of anything I'd
forgotten, so I drove back to the office. It was around two pm when I got
there. I sat in my office and waited. My first visitor was Asherton. I was
surprised he was so early.

"I thought you were in a hurry, Sam, so I made these out as fast as I
could. If you'll sign them now, except for the receipt, you'll be clear."

He placed each form on my desk and showed me where to sign. The sale
agreement was already signed by Grace, Mike, and Beth. The receipt was the
last thing, and he put it down for my signature when the check was handed
over.

They must have planned it because the three new owners walked in just as I
finished the paperwork. Nothing was said. Grace handed me the check, and I
signed the receipt and handed it to her. Grace shook my hand and left. Next
was Beth and then Asherton. He handed me a large envelope before he left.
It had my copies of all the papers. That just left Mike. He started to say
something.

"Sam..."

I held up my hand and cut him off. "No, Mike." He turned and walked out. I
was near tears but managed to hold them back. I picked up my box of
personal things and went to the elevator. I got off at the ground floor and
stepped over to the reception desk. I put my box down on the counter and
took out my keys. I removed my house and car keys and handed the rest to
the receptionist. She stood up and seemed to want to say something. She
hesitated and then said, "Good bye, Mr. Knight".

"Good bye."

I walked out of the agency I had built from scratch for the last time. It
hurt like hell.

End of chapter 08

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