Chapter 12 - Gyno Chair Enema Pleasure and Pain Exam - Part 2

“Hmm now for a little punishment fun for me Jason” she murmured “God I’m dripping just thinking about sounding your tight urethral my sexy patient.” She selected a set of sterile Hegar dilators from the tray the smooth, curved steel rods of increasing thickness. She picked up a syringe filled with sterile lubricant, and began injecting it into the tip of his cock into his urethra.

She started with the smallest rod, about the width of pencil, lubricating it slowly the metal rod until the light glistened along its silver length. “Time to stretch out that nice urethra of yours while I enjoy my fun. She cooed, easing the glistening silver rod into his urethral with a slow, twisting motion, advancing it slowly into his bladder over ten minutes.

Jason’s cock twitched, a muffled moan escaping the mask as the rod stretched his urethra gently, the smooth steel gliding against the sensitive insides. She withdrew it after five minutes, noting a drop of clear pre-cum at his tip “a nice healthy response” she murmured.

Next, she chose a rod roughly the thickness of a drinking straw, lubricating it with the same meticulous care, her fingers working the gel into a glossy sheen along the rod as Jason moaned and gently pulled in the gyno chair. She inserted it over twelve minutes, the slightly wider diameter dilating his urethra further, pressing against the insides of the urethra further.

Jason’s hips shifted involuntarily, his moans deepening as the sensation intensified, pre cum pooling in a small pool on his groin. After five minutes, she pulled it out and progressed to a rod about the width of a small marker, then one akin to a AAA battery, each lubricated for slowly and painstakingly inserted over long intervals, stretching his urethra incrementally a combo of pleasure and pain.

The final rod was as thick as a large white out marker, its heft noticeable as she guided it in over twenty minutes, twisting it gently to stimulate the urethral walls and prostate from within. “Good boy, taking it so well,” she praised, watching his cock throb, now leaking steadily, the dilated urethra glistening with lube and pre-cum the pool almost spilling onto the pink vinyl of the chair. The procedure had spanned nearly an hour, her pace deliberate to avoid injury, ensuring his urinary tract remained healthy.

“Now for prostate massage your reward for mostly being good and don’t worry your Doctor Reyes will get her reward soon she she whispered squeezing his cock possessively, she discarded the green gloves and snapped on a fresh pair of long elbow length gyno gloves, the rubber snapping loudly as she flexed her fingers. She adjusted the gas flow down a little so her darling Jason would start to come out of the light sedation. “I want you to beg and moan in pleasure my sexy patient….since you’re going to be mine forever.”

She whispered the last word so softly her eyes gleaming from about the surgical mask with a dangerously possessive love. As she picked up a fresh syringe with sterile lubricant, injecting it into his rectum slowly savouring the pleasure as she coated his anal canal thoroughly. “Let’s check your prostate health, now Jason my love,” she said, her tone eager and lustful. She began by inserting two fingers her index and middle fingers past his relaxed and lubed sphincter deeply inside his rectum till she locate the prostate, a firm, walnut-sized spot.

She began massaging it with slow, rhythmic strokes, her fingers pressing with a steady but teasing force. She smiled as she watched his twitching cock the tip slick with precum fluid beading down it.

She added a third finger after lubricating him with another syringe, dilating his anus further, her strokes deepening to milk the gland’s. “Hmmm Prostate’s firm, about the size of a large walnut, no irregularities…..good heathy,” she noted in her notebook, her free hand than rested on his thigh occasion dipping into the precum, pooling on his crotch to slowly lube his shaft and also dripping under her surgical down to tease her dripping pussy with a taste of his precum. After about fifteen minutes, she withdrew her fingers, re-lubricated him with a fresh syringe her hand now glistening under the surgical light.

Jason’s moans grew louder and louder his drugged voice slurring, “Betty, please, let me cum!” He moaned. She squeezed his cock firmly at the base with her free hand, her surgical gloved fingers clamping down. “It’s Dr. Reyes, my darling patient,” she corrected sternly, releasing him only when he whimpered, “Sorry, Dr. Reyes….”

Dr. Reyes than stepped back and stood over Jason, her surgical gyno gloved hands glistening with a sheen of lubricant mixed with his pre-cum, her surgical gown rustling faintly as she moved around surveying her prize as he trembled restrained on the glossy pink vinyl gyno chair. His cock stood rigid, throbbing from the prolonged sounding and prostate massage, a bead of clear precum glistening at its tip, his chest heaving as he twitched and pulled at the restraints. She peeled off the long gyno gloves with a slow, deliberate tug, the latex snapping as it slid from her hands, revealing her caramel-toned skin beneath.

Her eyes, smoldering after sixty years of pent-up desire and tease with all her clients now she had her prize as she looked at Jason, a predatory grin curled onto her lips as she untied the top bow on surgical mask, letting it dangle below her neck.

“Look at you, my sweet boy,” she purred, her voice thick with lust as she stepped closer, the hem of her medical green gown brushing his spread open thighs. “So hard, so ready for me after all my tender care.” She reached down, her bare fingers small, and warm as she trailing them delicately along his shaft, teasing the sensitive underside with a featherlight touch that made him twitch and moan even more.

Jason groaned, his hips straining against the Velcro straps, his drugged haze lifting to feel the fire of her touch. She chuckled, low and throaty, then gripped him firmly, stroking him from base to tip with a slow, forceful pump, her thumb smearing the

pre-cum over this swollen head until it glistened. She walked behind him tenderly kissing him and undoing the black mask and kissing his lips tenderly as she walked back between his legs.

She could feel her old Latina pussy was beyond ready her, dusky lips splayed wide from intense arousal, and glistening with thick, creamy wetness that dripped down her inner thighs, leaving a faint sheen on her nude stockings. Her delicate folds parted slightly, revealing her swollen clit, a dark pearl throbbing with need, framed by the velvety pink of her inner labia. She could not remember the last time she had been so aroused and filled with lust.

The musk of her sixty-year-old cunt wafted up, rich and intoxicating, a heady mix of sweat and lust that filled the air as she swayed her hips. “You’ve made me so wet, Jason,” she whispered, her fingers dipping under her gown in between her legs, parting her slick lips.

She rubbed her clit in slow circles, moaning softly as her juices coated her fingertips, then brought them and bent forward to rub them on his lips, smearing her sexy juices across his mouth. “Taste how much I want you,” she commanded, and Jason greedily licked, his tongue darting out to savor her tangy sweetness.

She climbed onto the chair, her movements graceful yet deliberate, the glossy gown crinkling as she straddled his hips. Her heavy breasts swayed beneath the fabric, their dark areolas faintly visible through the thin material, nipples her stiff and begging for attention. She pulled her surgical gown to pool over his dick.

She hovered over him, her dripping pussy inches from his straining cock, he breathed shallow not able to to see her but her could smell her and feel her over him. He strained up desperately wanted to feel the heat of her pussy against his cock as she teased him, brushing her wet lips along his shaft without taking him in. “Feel that, darling?” she taunted, grinding her plump lips against him, coating his length with her slickness until it shone. “This old Latina pussy’s been aching for your young hard beautiful cock all day.”

Jason moaned, his voice raw with desperation, “Dr. Reyes, please,” his hands flexing uselessly against the straps, desperate to grab her.

With a wicked smile, she lifted her gown, bunching it around her waist to fully expose her dusky cunt, glistening, in the light of the surgical lamp the outer lips thick and puffy with arousal, her clit pulsing visibly as her arousal trickled down her thigh. “I need your young cock in side me now l!” she screamed, her voice breaking with raw lustful hunger as she impaling herself in one swift motion. Her pussy engulfed him, tight and scalding hot, the velvety walls stretching to accommodate his girth, sucking him in with a wet squelch that echoed in the room.

She groaned in pleasure and satisfaction her head tipping back as her cunt gripped him like a vise, the incredible sensation sending shivers up her spine, her juices soaking his groin and pooling beneath him on the vinyl.

Betty rode him, her hips slamming down with relentless force, the gyno chair creaking under their weight. Her nude stockings rasped against his sides, the silky texture a stark contrast to the brutal slams of her thrusts.

She leaned forward, her hands pinching his nipples, twisting them until he yelped, the sharp sting blending with the pleasure of her tight, sopping pussy. “Fuck, Jason, you’re splitting my old cunt wide open!” she cried, her voice dripping with filthy delight as she plunged a hand between her legs, her fingers frantically rubbing her clit, the wet sounds of her fingering mingling with the sex sounds of their union. She quickly went down and ripped the blindfold of Jason’s face desperate for him to see her dominating him and her mad lustful face.

Her pussy clenched around him, as she ground her hips, her clit smashing against his pelvic bone with every downward stroke.

Jason’s moans escalated, his head thrashing against the chair’s headrest. “Dr. Reyes, oh God, you’re so tight,” he gasped, his eyes locked the erotic vision that was bouncing up and down his rock had cock. She smirked, grabbing his chin with her free hand, forcing him to meet her gaze. “You love this nasty old Latina pussy, don’t you? Stretching me, filling me with that thick young cock!” she growled, her fingers digging into his jaw as she rode him faster, her pussy slurping around his cock, the wet heat of her pussy driving him to the edge.

Her juices splattered his thighs, the musky scent intensifying as her arousal peaked, her clit throbbing under her relentless fingering. She fucked him with an intensity she never knew, her stamina defying her sixty years, her Latina curves glistening with sweat under the surgical light. She leaned back, ripping the surgical gown and mask off arching her spine to give him a full view of her swollen pussy swallowing his cock her dusky lips flared wide, clinging to his shaft.

“Look at that, Jason see what you do to this old Latin pussy,” she panted, her voice hoarse as she slammed down harder, her stockings tightening around his hips with each thrust. Jason’s hands strained against the straps, desperate to knead her breasts, to feel their weight, but the restraint only heightened his need, his cock pulsing inside her.

“I’m gonna cum, Dr. Reyes!” he warned, his voice breaking, his balls tightening as the pressure built. She didn’t slow, her hips slammed down hard with a savage intent, her pussy clamping down like a fist. “Than Cum for me, you sexy boy flood my sexy Latina pussy with your young white cum!” she demanded, her voice a sultry command as her fingers blurred over her clit, her thighs trembling. They inhaled and suddenly climaxed together Jason’s cock erupting, inside her thick ropes of cum shooting deep into her, painting her pussy as it spasmed around him, gripping him like a vic milking every drop. She screamed, “OHHH GOD……Fuck, yes, Jason!” as a hot juices gushed over his balls, soaking the chair, her stockings slick with their combined release.

She rode out the aftershocks, her movements slowing to a sensual grind, her pussy still twitching around him as she squeezed her thighs, the nude stockings pressing against his hips, drawing out the last spurts of his cum.

Panting, she ripped her white dress off buttons exploding off and raining down as she collapsed forward, her slick breasts pressing against his chest, there skin sticky with sweat and fluids. After a moment, she slid off his still twitching cock with a wet pop, her pussy leaving a trail of their mingled cum on his thigh. She climbed off on shaky wobbly legs holding the table for support as she adjusted the chair and began undoing, the straps releasing Jason’s limbs as they fell free, trembling from exhaustion and ecstasy.

His legs and arms trembled as she helped him to the bed, and under the covers her touch gentle and warm caressing and tenderly kissing him. She undid her shoes standing slick with sweat naked and glowing with the nude thigh-high stockings glistening with the combined juices of their incredible sex act as she slipped under the sheets beside him.

Betty reached over to a bedside switch, turning off the bedroom lights, leaving only a small night light glowing softly near the couch and media unit, casting a faint amber hue across the room. She pulled him close, their bodies pressing together in a warm, intimate snuggle, her heavy breasts resting against his chest, one leg draped over his thigh as she sighed contentedly. “You were perfect, my darling your punishment is complete now it’s just pleasure,” she murmured, her hand stroking his hair. Jason turned his head, his lips finding her breast, drawn to the dark, taut nipple still flushed from their sex. He kissed the nipples softly at first, a tender lick and brush of his lips, then took one into his mouth, sucking gently with slow, deliberate pulls.

The taste of her skin mingling with her sweat and arousal was a heady mix to Jason. He suckled her nipple contentedly for long minutes, his tongue circling the outer areola, before nibbled the nipple, drawing it deeper inside his mouth he swirl his tongue around it.

Betty moaned softly, her fingers tightening in his hair, encouraging him as she pressed her breast closer. She felt his cock stirring against her thigh, hardening with each suck, the heat of it pressing insistently against her stocking-clad leg. “My sweet boy,” she whispered, her voice husky with renewed desire. “Your so energetic you just can’t get enough of your Doctors yummy pussy can you”

She send tenderly kissed him as she gently, pushed him down onto his back, her hands guiding him as she straddled him, her nude stockings sticky and damp with sweat and body fluids catching against his sticky skin. She wrapped her legs around his hips, the silky fabric of her thighs brushing his sides as she ground her still dripping pussy against his cock.

Her old pussy was a sight, glistening with thick, arousal, her swollen clit peeking out with hints of his cum still dripping from inside her.

The musky scent of her filling the air as she hovered over him. She sank onto his shaft slowly, inch by inch, her pussy loose and slick from the pounding a few minutes ago welcoming back his hard cock eagerly as she sighed in pleasure as he filled her up again.

“Oh, Jason, my sweet, wonderful, love you don’t know how long I have waited to feel connected like his ” she whispered lovingly, her hands resting on his chest as she began to ride him with a tenderly, slowly rhythm. Her pussy gripped him like a soft glove, slick and hot, her folds sliding along his length with each rise and fall, her juices coating his cock and dripping onto his groin.

Jason moaned, his hands reaching up to cup her large, heavy breasts. He squeezed them gently, his thumbs brushing over her hard, dark nipples, rolling them between his fingers as they stiffened further under his touch, the areolas puckering with arousal.

“You truly have no idea how happy you make me, my darling,” Betty murmured, her voice a soft caress as she leaned down to kiss his forehead. Her pussy pulsed around him, the wet heat of her sucking him deeper with every thrust, as she grinded her clit against his pubic bone, sending shivers through her. Jason groaned, “Dr. Reyes, you feel so good,” his fingers pinching her nipples lightly, tugging them as her breasts swayed above him. The night light cast soft shadows over her curves, highlighting the sheen of sweat on her caramel skin, the stockings clinging to her thighs as they flexed around him.

She rode him for long, languid minutes, her pace unhurried, savoring every inch of him inside her. Her pussy lips hugging his shaft, the slick friction driving them both wild as she whispered, “You’re my perfect lover, Jason, so strong, so tender.” Her breaths grew ragged, her thighs trembling as she picked up speed, her stockings rasping against his skin. Jason’s hands kneaded her breasts harder, his moans rising. “Ahhh Betty I’m sorry I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice tight with need, his cock throbbing inside her.

“Yes, darling, call out my name cum in my sexy old pussy,” she whispered, her eyes locked on his, her voice dripping with lust and affection. “Fill me with more of your young cum, my sweet boy.” She kept riding him, her hips slamming down harder as her pussy clenched around him, her stockings tightening around his hips as she squeezed her thighs, milking his cock.

They climaxed together Jason’s cock pulsing, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into her, her pussy spasming as she came, a hot gush of her juices flooding over him, soaking his groin and thighs again. “Oh, fuck, Jason!” she cried, her voice breaking with pleasure as her thighs locked around him, her stockings slick and soak with their combined second love making.

They collapsed together, breathless and trembling, Betty’s body draped over his, her breasts pressed against his chest. She pulled the covers over them, cocooning them in warmth, and snuggled close, her leg wrapping around his, the sticky mix of their juices mingling between her thighs and his cock. “That was amazing, my darling,” she murmured sleepily, her lips brushing his ear as she smiled happily, her hand resting on his chest.

She savored the feel of how aroused and wet she was with there combined juices coating them cementing there connection, her mind drifting as she wondered how Alice was doing, trying to find her. Her eyes fluttered shut, a contented smile and sigh escaping her as she fell asleep, Jason’s steady deep unconscious breathing lulling her into happy dreams.

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(Mean while back at Aunt Alice’s Place)

Alice reread the letter several times, her eyes watering with tears of both sadness and slowly building rage as the words sank in. She tired to control her breathing as it felt like her world was crashing down around her.

“That Latina bitch, I will find you and get my Jason back. Don’t think you can just steal him from me!” Alice wanted to crumple the letter, burn it or tear it to shreds, her hands shaking with rage, but she forced herself to breathe and think calmly.

Betty was annoyingly right however she would need help from the others. Her resources thanks to her family were vast she only worked because she loved it and not for the money.

Alice began to pace the kitchen her mind whirling with thoughts “Hmm, Nancy will be the best place to start, but she’ll want stuff in return, most likely for me to share Jason with her.” She cursed several times under her breath, pacing the kitchen, before she took a deep breath and dialing Nancy’s number, her heart pounding as the phone began to ring.

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Phone Conversation: Alice and Nancy

The phone rang four times before a crisp, slightly amused voice answered, cutting through the silence of Alice’s Kitchen. She clutched Betty’s letter in one hand, her nails digging into the paper as she paced.

Nancy: “Well, well, Alice. To what do I owe the pleasure? It’s been….what, 14 months since you last dained to call me?”

Alice: (took a breath to try and contain her angry as she spoke “let’s not go down that road Nancy. I need your help, and I hate that I’m even saying those words out loud.”

Nancy: (chuckle happily) “Oh, my that is rich you, truly needing my help? What’s the matter, darling do you have another stalker patient trying to find you. Tell me every juicy detail and maybe I will help haha”

Alice: (pulled the phone away from her ear cursing the situation as she took a deep breath, exhaling sharply) “It’s Betty. That

sneaky little, backstabbing Latina bitch stole my nephew Jason from me. She has kidnapped him, Nancy took him right out from under my nose, and now she’s holed up somewhere with him, doing god knows what to him.”

Nancy: (pauses, then lets out a whistle] “Wait, hold on. Betty? Our Betty? The kinky talented doctor with a major surgical & dental fetish clinic? She kidnapped your nephew Jason? I seem to recall you having a young nephew who would come and help you out but why would she have any interest in him?

Alice: (Gritted her teeth in frustration as she was going to have to tell her everything) “Yes, Nancy, my Jason. She was interested in him……..because he confessed he loved me and had a major secret dental and medical fetish and enjoyed mature woman.”

Nancy: “Ohh my my this is getting interesting how old is your nephew?

Alice: “He is 22 why?”

Nancy: “Hmmmm young and enjoys are unique medical kinks & fetishes, and enjoys mature woman. He sounds interesting Alice I’m starting to understand why this happened.”

Alice: “What Nancy your saying it was bound to happen?”

Nancy: “Alice Betty was always rather ambitious and she could never find someone who enjoyed her medical kinks and would love her. We had some rather personal conversations when she worked for me over a bottle of wine one night.”

Alice: “Wait she worked for you? She never

told me that.” Alice said quietly realizing she maybe did not truly know who she thought was her best friend.”

Nancy: “Yes she did that long story, but we are getting off topic. Main thing is I know why! Alice please answer a few questions?

Did she like your nephew?

Did they have good chemistry?

Did she say or act strange at anytime with you?

Alice: “Yes she liked my nephew was very taken with him right away joked about borrow him.”

“Also yes she had some sexual moments and he could not take his eyes off her.”

“Yes she was acting a little strange before she helped me with a root canal procedure on him had a very strange look and before she left she gave me a hug and said thanks for everything and said she would take good care of Jason.”

Alice: “Ohh my god she was saying good bye she had truly planned it all!”

Nancy: “Haha Alice calm down some but Betty has also always been lucky. I understand now so she was interested and it seems during your visit planned to try and take him, and it worked out well for her. So tell me how did you know she had kidnapped him what was the proof?”

Alice: Nancy you sound so delighted and intrigued like this is the highlight of your week! She had a letter delivered by courier to me. After I went over to her house to check when she didn’t responded to my texts or calls, and found out she sold her house 10 months ago.

Nancy: “A letter, huh? Classy move. What’d she say give me the juicy details. I need to know what we’re dealing with here.”

Alice: (had to still be calm as she reading snippets) “She wrote, ‘I know you will never forgive me, and I have destroyed a lifelong friendship, but I decided to be selfish and take what I have always wanted.’ She goes on about how Jason finds her ‘attractive and sexy,’ how he enjoys her ‘kinky PPE sex and surgical play.’ She’s got some nerve, Nancy she even said I won’t find them, that he’s hers now and he’ll learn to love her. Can you believe this crap?”

Nancy: (laughs darkly) “Oh, I believe it. Betty’s always had a wild streak those medical fantasies of hers were never just talk. She always took the most hardcore clients and charged eye watering amounts for her sessions and I always got back glowing reviews, and pleas to schedule another session. Sounds like she’s finally snapped and went full femme fatale. And Jason well, Alice he’s young, impressionable, has a submissive streak in him and is probably eating it up. You know how those younger man are with a dominant woman who knows what she’s doing.”

Alice: (snaps) “You sound like you actually understand and are take her side, Nancy! This isn’t funny. She betrayed me after everything we’ve been through, she stabbed me in the back and ran off with the man I love. I’m not letting her get away with this.”

Nancy: “Relax, Alice, I’m not taking sides

or agreeing with her motives yet. I’m just saying, Betty’s got guts. She decided to go for what she always wanted and she has the time and resources to make sure she can do it. So, what’s your plan? You didn’t call me just to vent, I assume. You want something from me, don’t you?”

Alice: (hesitates, again feeling anger she had to say it voice lowering) “Yes, damn it. I hate admitting it, but you’re right I need your help. Betty said in her letter I’d try to get the others to track her down, and you’re the best at finding people. You’ve got connections, resources, people I don’t have. I need you to help me figure out where she’s gone with Jason.”

Nancy: (smirks laughing audibly) “Aw, flattery won’t get you everywhere, but it’s a start. You’re right, though I do have the people, connections and resources to work on this out “tricks of the trade”. From my less than legal days. But let’s be very clear Alice this isn’t a charity case. What’s in it for me? You know I don’t work for free ever.”

Alice: (groans, pacing her kitchen faster) “I knew you’d pull this. Fine, what do you want? Money? Favors? Just name it, Nancy, because I’m not in the mood to haggle.”

Nancy: (pauses, her tone turning sly)“Money’s nice, but I’ve got plenty. Favors, though… now that’s a little more tempting. But I will stop teasing you and cut to the chase Jason’s the prize I want he is young, handsome, apparently kinky enough to keep up with Betty’s games. If I help you get him back, I want a piece of him. A share, Alice. You know I enjoy my own games and it sounds like he would be very fun to work on.”

Alice: (voice sharpens) “Are you serious? You want me to share Jason with you? After everything I’m going through, you’re trying to turn this into some kind of sick way to get time for you to get a new toy to play your own twisted kinky medical games? That’s disgusting, Nancy!”

Nancy: (laughing unfazed) “Oh, spare me the sanctimony. You’ve shared before when it suited you so don’t act like you’re above it. Besides, I’m not asking for a permanent stake or to keep him just a taste. A weekend, maybe more. Let me see what Betty was so obsessed with. Call it a finder’s fee.”

Alice: (silence, then a bitter laugh) “You’re unbelievable. I should hang up right now and figure this out myself. But… damn fuck

it, I don’t have time to waste. Betty’s already got a serious head start, and who knows what she’s doing to him brainwashing him, operating on him, tying him up in her little medfetish dungeon. Fine, Nancy. If you help me get him back, you can have Jason for a weekend. But that’s it one time, and then he’s mine again, no strings.”

Nancy: (grinning through the phone) “haha very well deal. You’ve got yourself a partner, Alice. I’ll start digging Betty can’t have vanished completely. She’s clever but has a tendency to be sloppy with her gloating.

That letter’s a clue she’s probably left a trail somewhere. Did she say anything else useful? Any hints about where she might’ve gone?”

Alice: (sighs, rereading) “Not much. She moved almost a year ago never told me and her Mercedes van looked new and rather impressive.

Nancy: “Hmm interesting so she moved a rather long time ago and had a new vehicle. That narrows it down a bit. She’s got money those fancy medical toys don’t come cheap and she always enjoy being very sterile and ready for anything so it won’t be mobile. She will have a house or build something private, secluded that could hose a full operating room, lab and dental room.

I have a guy Dex he will start check property records, moving companies, anything tied to her name or aliases. She might’ve used a fake ID or shell companies, but I’ve got people who can sniff that out.

What about Jason any trackers on him implants you put inside?

Alice: (pauses, shocked) “Nancy I would not install a tracker inside him and his phone is in front of me. Same goes for his car still here. God I’m not like you or Betty but if she has hurt Jason I will kill that Latina Bitch!”

Nancy: “Save the murder for after we find her. If she had a that van maybe it can be tracked, I know a guy who owes me a favor. Meanwhile, I’ll start with her financials credit cards, bank accounts. She’s got to be spending somewhere and that can help us get a location.”

Alice: “Okay. Thanks, Nancy. I mean it even if you’re a pain in the ass about it. I just… I need him back. He’s mine, not hers.”

Nancy: “I get it, Alice. You’re pissed, you’re hurt, and you’re territorial as hell. I’d be the same. We’ll find him and Betty’s going to regret crossing you. Give me a couple days to shake some trees, and I’ll call you with what I’ve got. Deal?”

Alice: “Deal. Just… don’t drag this out for your own amusement, okay? I’m counting on you.”

Nancy: [teasing] “Wouldn’t dream of it. Well, maybe a little. Talk soon, darling keep that letter handy, it’s our roadmap.”

The line clicked off, leaving Alice staring at the phone, a mix of hope and dread swirling in her chest. She set the letter down carefully, smoothing its creases, her mind racing with plans to reclaim what was hers.

End: Chapter 12