Sean,Peeping Tom, Lockpick Johnson , and I sat in the van outside of his home as my wife , Sepia, wearing one of her tightest and shortest dresses..a dress she rarely if ever wore out of the house and some stripper heels knocked on his door. The "He" in question was City Official
Radcliff Aikens..
I didn't like using Sepia this way and in a way I felt no better than my friend, "Soap" who used Velma and her sexuality and sensualness to attract business...I was no better than "Soap" except that I didn't get off from this and my wife was not going to sleep with Aikens. Aikens came to the door in his bathrobe...Upon seeing Sepia, he got a grin from ear to ear on his broad face.
"Welllllllll huh loooooooooooo gorgeous! How are you?? " he said.
"Hello Mr. Aiken, could I have just a minute of your time?" said Sepia very sensually, she was carrying a Breifcase. Aiken thought it was business..It was Business...Monkey business.
"Baby, you can have all of my time....Come in, Come in...don't stand out here in the cold he said."
Un known to Aiken, my wife was wearing a very powerful wire that was allowing us to hear very
clearly everything that was said.
"Sit down, Sit down....Would you like a drink?" said Aiken.
"No...I won't be long....I would just like to show you some things that person who I represent would like for you to see and hear." she said.
"Ohhh? " he said,looking puzzled.
Sepia opened the breifcase and showed him huge glossy photos of him leaving Soap's office , of him talking to Velma Whetstone and of her fixing his clothes in the doorway. She played him a
recording of the noises he and Velma Whetstone were making in the bedroom...and last but not least...She showed him photo copies of City contracts he had signed and authororized for Ivory
Plumbing and Associates to do all of the plumbing in City Hall and other munincipal buildings.
Sepia told me later that his mouth dropped to the floor upon being presented with this evidence.
"Who-WH-Who, who you workin for?" he asked.
"Who I work for is of no importance to you...However, something like this could be very damaging to your career if it were to get in the newspapers or on television and radio don't you agree?" smiled Sepia.
"Oh my God....Oh my God....or if my wife found out!!!" he said ,now visibly sweating....
"You're married Mr. Aiken?" said Sepia...
"Yes.....my wife is out of town......She and her girlfriends have been in Jamaica for close to two months." he said. We snickered in the van upon hearing that....We all knew what THAT might mean..I'm sure my wife was good and p.oed by now...I was just hoping she would hold it together
and play her part.
"Listen...How much does your guy want?" said Aiken.
"Mr. Aiken, the person I represent doesn't want any money from you and this person is not interested in ruining your repretation." said Sepia.
"Well what does he want?" asked Aiken.
"We want you to go see Ms. Whetstone, just like you were going to do....Only get her to talking..
Talking about how Mr. Ivory uses her to get clients...Ask her about a murder also." said Sepia.
"A murder? What?? Are you guys cops?" he asked.
"No we aren't cops...We are interested parties.....get her to talking about a murder...a girl named
Sheryl Billips.." said Sepia.
"I know her...that was Soap's girl...You think "Soap" killed her??" asked Aiken.
"Just get her to talking...that's all you have to do....Don't call the police and don't try to get cute
and cross us..We are watching you...If we suspect that you're trying to cross us..We go public with this......You play ball with us...and we are out of your life forever..." said Sepia.
"That's all I gotta do." said Aiken.
"All you gotta do....Good day Mr. Aiken." said Sepia as she got up and walked out. He stood and watched as she walked down the street, three blocks and turned the corner as planned.
By that time we had driven away..We didn't want him to see our van. Sepia found our van and got in..I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
"You did good baby." I said.
"You think he went for it?" she asked.
"Sure he did....He'll make a beeline over there..He's too scared of a scandal not to." Said Sean.
Unknown to Aiken..I had Clerow in a rental car parked down the street from his house. Clerow was to follow him to his destination and give us the high sign. We had both her house and that office bugged...I just hoped they didn't change up and decide to go to a hotel.
Sometime later, Aiken met up with Velma at her house....He apparently had no problem playing his role. For one thing..He didn't care for "Soap" too much and another ..he enjoyed screwing Velma a lot, a whole lot and most of all, this was the easiest payment of blackmail he had ever heard of....
Of course the bed was squeaking something feirce and there was screaming and moaning and howling...sounds of people falling out of the bed, rolling on the floor, changing positions and heavy breathing... I wanted this to come to an end so that the conversation could begin...Sean, Tom and
Lockpick on the other hand were enjoying it....they acted as if they were watching a porn movie.
"For an old guy, that Radcliff Aiken can sure go....They been at it for two hours.." said Peeping Tom.
"Damn, this is good." laughed Lockpick Johnson...
Finnally one or both of them came and the pillow talk began....
"Ohhhhh lawddd that was good.....Does "Soap" know how good your stuff is baby?" said
Aiken..
"He used to know , back when we first met...he couldn't get enough...we'd do it four or five times a night." said Velma.
"Then what happened?" asked Aiken.
"He got bored , I guess....He just stopped seeing me that way...He got strung out over that other chick." said Velma.
"Who Sheryl ?" asked Aiken.
"Yeah, you know her?" said Velma.
"Yeah, "Soap" brought her to a couple of fund-raisers and some parties out at Rollie Rollerson's Elk's Inn....You ever been there?" he asked.
"No, Soap never took me nowhere and when our sexual relationship ended...The only time I ever saw him was at work...and you know him, he always runnin somewhere... But then..for a
minute ,he changed towards me..." she said.
"What do you mean he changed?" asked Aiken.
"He started wanting to have sex with me again....and then one night...he asked me if I loved him, if I really loved him....Of course I say yes...and he said , then you'd do something for me,
something a little different if I asked you to right? and I asked him what and he explained to me that if I was real "nice" to a couple of guys....guys with big money that he wanted to do business with , he would appreciate it very much....By nice , he meant sleeping with them.
First it was Pastor Struthers...That old dog, then Rollie Rollerson..."
"You gave Rollie Rollerson some? What?" he gasped....
"Yeah, but that was business..." she said.
"Well what about me? Was I just business?" he said.
"At first you were.....but wow...you are hell in the bed...that's why I let you come to my home... none of them other guys ever been in my bedroom." she said.
"What about Sheryl?" he asked.
"What about her? That trick had "Soap's" nose so wide open it wasn't funny....I hated her...He
couldn't think straight....He told me he was gonna marry her....Here he had me whorin and trickin for him and he was gonna marry little mis pure. He tried to get her to trick for him...for his business too, but she was too prissy for that.. She come up in here unannounced one afternoon and caught me and you in the bed...and she told "Soap" that they were through..
The man almost had a stroke...I had never seen Soap so distraught.....I would've killed the bitch even if Soap hadn't of asked me to." she said.
"Soap asked you to kill Sheryl?" he asked.
"Yeah...When she told him she was getting a restraining order and threatened to go to the D.A. with what he had me doing, he couldn't afford to have her around...He gave me 2g's to do it..but for Soap, I would've done it for free...That's how much I loved the man, so Radcliff..I
thought about your offer...but I can't be your woman..I'm in too deep with "Soap" she said.
"So what are you saying....This is it?" he said.
"That's what I'm saying....We got the contracts and there is no reason for us to do this anymore." she said.
"You just confessed a murder to me?" he said.
"You can't prove I said that and as far as you know...everything I said was a story." she
smirked.
We had what we needed! The next day, Sepia came to Radcliff Aiken's house. This time he was
fully dressed.
"Thank you Mr. Aiken....We suspected that those two killed Sheryl.....We had her condo bugged.
We edited out the sex parts of the recording." she said.
"So that was it...You guys aren't going to take any of that other stuff to the media?" he asked.
"You have our word...You were never our target. we wanted those two." she said.
"Thanks.. They can both go to hell as far as I'm concerned." he said and slammed the door. Sepia laughed.
That night I sat alone in Josie's...waiting.....I had more than enough evidence to turn both "Soap"
and Velma in.....but I hesitated in turning it in to the police...he was my friend....how could I turn
my friend in? I had to make my decision soon.
(Conclusion Next)
Radcliff Aikens..
I didn't like using Sepia this way and in a way I felt no better than my friend, "Soap" who used Velma and her sexuality and sensualness to attract business...I was no better than "Soap" except that I didn't get off from this and my wife was not going to sleep with Aikens. Aikens came to the door in his bathrobe...Upon seeing Sepia, he got a grin from ear to ear on his broad face.
"Welllllllll huh loooooooooooo gorgeous! How are you?? " he said.
"Hello Mr. Aiken, could I have just a minute of your time?" said Sepia very sensually, she was carrying a Breifcase. Aiken thought it was business..It was Business...Monkey business.
"Baby, you can have all of my time....Come in, Come in...don't stand out here in the cold he said."
Un known to Aiken, my wife was wearing a very powerful wire that was allowing us to hear very
clearly everything that was said.
"Sit down, Sit down....Would you like a drink?" said Aiken.
"No...I won't be long....I would just like to show you some things that person who I represent would like for you to see and hear." she said.
"Ohhh? " he said,looking puzzled.
Sepia opened the breifcase and showed him huge glossy photos of him leaving Soap's office , of him talking to Velma Whetstone and of her fixing his clothes in the doorway. She played him a
recording of the noises he and Velma Whetstone were making in the bedroom...and last but not least...She showed him photo copies of City contracts he had signed and authororized for Ivory
Plumbing and Associates to do all of the plumbing in City Hall and other munincipal buildings.
Sepia told me later that his mouth dropped to the floor upon being presented with this evidence.
"Who-WH-Who, who you workin for?" he asked.
"Who I work for is of no importance to you...However, something like this could be very damaging to your career if it were to get in the newspapers or on television and radio don't you agree?" smiled Sepia.
"Oh my God....Oh my God....or if my wife found out!!!" he said ,now visibly sweating....
"You're married Mr. Aiken?" said Sepia...
"Yes.....my wife is out of town......She and her girlfriends have been in Jamaica for close to two months." he said. We snickered in the van upon hearing that....We all knew what THAT might mean..I'm sure my wife was good and p.oed by now...I was just hoping she would hold it together
and play her part.
"Listen...How much does your guy want?" said Aiken.
"Mr. Aiken, the person I represent doesn't want any money from you and this person is not interested in ruining your repretation." said Sepia.
"Well what does he want?" asked Aiken.
"We want you to go see Ms. Whetstone, just like you were going to do....Only get her to talking..
Talking about how Mr. Ivory uses her to get clients...Ask her about a murder also." said Sepia.
"A murder? What?? Are you guys cops?" he asked.
"No we aren't cops...We are interested parties.....get her to talking about a murder...a girl named
Sheryl Billips.." said Sepia.
"I know her...that was Soap's girl...You think "Soap" killed her??" asked Aiken.
"Just get her to talking...that's all you have to do....Don't call the police and don't try to get cute
and cross us..We are watching you...If we suspect that you're trying to cross us..We go public with this......You play ball with us...and we are out of your life forever..." said Sepia.
"That's all I gotta do." said Aiken.
"All you gotta do....Good day Mr. Aiken." said Sepia as she got up and walked out. He stood and watched as she walked down the street, three blocks and turned the corner as planned.
By that time we had driven away..We didn't want him to see our van. Sepia found our van and got in..I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
"You did good baby." I said.
"You think he went for it?" she asked.
"Sure he did....He'll make a beeline over there..He's too scared of a scandal not to." Said Sean.
Unknown to Aiken..I had Clerow in a rental car parked down the street from his house. Clerow was to follow him to his destination and give us the high sign. We had both her house and that office bugged...I just hoped they didn't change up and decide to go to a hotel.
Sometime later, Aiken met up with Velma at her house....He apparently had no problem playing his role. For one thing..He didn't care for "Soap" too much and another ..he enjoyed screwing Velma a lot, a whole lot and most of all, this was the easiest payment of blackmail he had ever heard of....
Of course the bed was squeaking something feirce and there was screaming and moaning and howling...sounds of people falling out of the bed, rolling on the floor, changing positions and heavy breathing... I wanted this to come to an end so that the conversation could begin...Sean, Tom and
Lockpick on the other hand were enjoying it....they acted as if they were watching a porn movie.
"For an old guy, that Radcliff Aiken can sure go....They been at it for two hours.." said Peeping Tom.
"Damn, this is good." laughed Lockpick Johnson...
Finnally one or both of them came and the pillow talk began....
"Ohhhhh lawddd that was good.....Does "Soap" know how good your stuff is baby?" said
Aiken..
"He used to know , back when we first met...he couldn't get enough...we'd do it four or five times a night." said Velma.
"Then what happened?" asked Aiken.
"He got bored , I guess....He just stopped seeing me that way...He got strung out over that other chick." said Velma.
"Who Sheryl ?" asked Aiken.
"Yeah, you know her?" said Velma.
"Yeah, "Soap" brought her to a couple of fund-raisers and some parties out at Rollie Rollerson's Elk's Inn....You ever been there?" he asked.
"No, Soap never took me nowhere and when our sexual relationship ended...The only time I ever saw him was at work...and you know him, he always runnin somewhere... But then..for a
minute ,he changed towards me..." she said.
"What do you mean he changed?" asked Aiken.
"He started wanting to have sex with me again....and then one night...he asked me if I loved him, if I really loved him....Of course I say yes...and he said , then you'd do something for me,
something a little different if I asked you to right? and I asked him what and he explained to me that if I was real "nice" to a couple of guys....guys with big money that he wanted to do business with , he would appreciate it very much....By nice , he meant sleeping with them.
First it was Pastor Struthers...That old dog, then Rollie Rollerson..."
"You gave Rollie Rollerson some? What?" he gasped....
"Yeah, but that was business..." she said.
"Well what about me? Was I just business?" he said.
"At first you were.....but wow...you are hell in the bed...that's why I let you come to my home... none of them other guys ever been in my bedroom." she said.
"What about Sheryl?" he asked.
"What about her? That trick had "Soap's" nose so wide open it wasn't funny....I hated her...He
couldn't think straight....He told me he was gonna marry her....Here he had me whorin and trickin for him and he was gonna marry little mis pure. He tried to get her to trick for him...for his business too, but she was too prissy for that.. She come up in here unannounced one afternoon and caught me and you in the bed...and she told "Soap" that they were through..
The man almost had a stroke...I had never seen Soap so distraught.....I would've killed the bitch even if Soap hadn't of asked me to." she said.
"Soap asked you to kill Sheryl?" he asked.
"Yeah...When she told him she was getting a restraining order and threatened to go to the D.A. with what he had me doing, he couldn't afford to have her around...He gave me 2g's to do it..but for Soap, I would've done it for free...That's how much I loved the man, so Radcliff..I
thought about your offer...but I can't be your woman..I'm in too deep with "Soap" she said.
"So what are you saying....This is it?" he said.
"That's what I'm saying....We got the contracts and there is no reason for us to do this anymore." she said.
"You just confessed a murder to me?" he said.
"You can't prove I said that and as far as you know...everything I said was a story." she
smirked.
We had what we needed! The next day, Sepia came to Radcliff Aiken's house. This time he was
fully dressed.
"Thank you Mr. Aiken....We suspected that those two killed Sheryl.....We had her condo bugged.
We edited out the sex parts of the recording." she said.
"So that was it...You guys aren't going to take any of that other stuff to the media?" he asked.
"You have our word...You were never our target. we wanted those two." she said.
"Thanks.. They can both go to hell as far as I'm concerned." he said and slammed the door. Sepia laughed.
That night I sat alone in Josie's...waiting.....I had more than enough evidence to turn both "Soap"
and Velma in.....but I hesitated in turning it in to the police...he was my friend....how could I turn
my friend in? I had to make my decision soon.
(Conclusion Next)
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