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“It’s still half charged. She couldn’t have buried it that long ago.”
With our hearts thumping, Lou loaded the tape and moved so both of us could see. An old, spritely looking woman appeared on the screen.
“Grandma Aggie,” Lou said with heartbreak.
She steadied herself in front of the camera and spoke.
“I, Agatha Armoury, being of completely sound mind and body, hereby leave the entirety of my estate including my properties, books, and all of my holdings to my grandson, Louis Armoury. This is not a decision I’m taking lightly. Nor is it one where my mind will change. If a will appears saying anything otherwise, know that it is fraudulent.
“There is only one person I trust with the future of this family and it is my grandson. He has the kindness and compassion to steer this family in the direction it needs to go. And although I’m hoping that he won’t need to look for this, if he does, well, I want to tell him, I love him. And wherever I end up, I will miss him. He might be the only thing that this family ever got right.”
The old woman then leaned toward the camera. The image turned to static.
I looked over at Lou. He was drowning in tears. When he looked up at me, he didn’t have to say what he was thinking. I could see the love and adoration all over his face. I pulled him to me wrapping my arms around him.
“I miss her.”
“She misses you, too.”
Turning to wrap his arms around me, I pulled him into my arms. I knew I just needed to be there for him right now and I was. But eventually, when his wave of sorrow passed, he pulled away preparing for what happened next.
“This is legally binding, isn’t it?” he asked.
“I would guess it is. And did you see the date on the screen? It was recorded a few months before she died. Do you think something your parents did inspired her to make this?”
“Probably. But, what do we do with it? Do we show it to them?”
“I think the first thing we do is make a duplicate. Do you know how to do that?”
“No, but I’m sure we can find somewhere in town that can.”
“We’ll go there tomorrow. Also, we need to know what we’re dealing with. Was she alive when her will was changed? If she was, we’re dealing with a whole different situation. If she was alive, she was coerced. I have to think something like that is hard to prove. But if she had already passed…”
“…My parents committed fraud. They could go to jail.”
I looked at Lou wondering how he felt about that. I couldn’t tell. He had looked away lost in thought.
Lou remained quiet as we collected everything and replanted the uprooted bush.
“You’re gonna have to guide us back,” I told him.
“Of course,” he said taking the flashlight while I carried everything in the box.
Lou’s stunned state didn’t change during our 40-minute walk back. Re-entering the estate’s lawn, he seemed less concerned about getting caught.
“We don’t have enough proof yet,” I reminded him.
That got him to be a little more careful, but clearly, something in him had changed. He seemed less scared. I liked the way confidence looked on him. And when we made it back to his room with the door locked behind us, he watched me set the box aside and then stared at me with lust.
“What?” I asked unsure what he wanted.
I didn’t have to wonder long because, as if unbottled, the man I loved rushed towards me finding my lips. Slipping his hand behind my neck, he took control. Parting my lips, he inserted his tongue. Finding mine, he sucked it while pressing our bodies together. Wrapping a leg around me, I grabbed his ass and lifted him.
Never in my life had I imagined Lou being this aggressive. He had been released. I loved it. With his limbs locked around me, I stumbled back. Finding the edge of the bed, I sat.
As he gripped and pulled my hair, he pushed me onto the bed. I complied loving every moment of it. And when I was sprawled under him helpless to his will, he straddled my hips and found my hard cock. Rubbing it with his clothed balls, he didn’t have to tell me what he wanted next.
Staring up at him as he moved with his eyes closed, I reached between the two of us and unbuttoned his pants. As soon as I did, he reached down and pulled off his shirt. He didn’t stop there. My shirt was next. Then when I had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, he rolled off of me to take them off and to allow me to do the same.
