The Risk of a Dishonest Living
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				Title: <strong>The Risk of a Dishonest Living</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Older And Wiser</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 00:00:42</strong>
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				For this life he was calling himself William.&nbsp; He was really an alien, not a human.&nbsp; He was of a race of shape shifters and skin stealers.&nbsp; Millennia ago, his planet had been destroyed in an interstellar war.&nbsp; The remains of his race had escaped through wormholes and were now scattered about the galaxy living as best they could.&nbsp; They had brought with them certain technologies and abilities that served them well.<br><br>First, they were shape shifters.&nbsp; They could take on any shape they choose, including humans and animals.&nbsp; When they did so, they acquired the traits of those animals while retaining their great intelligence.&nbsp; Thus, when they became a dog, their sense of smell was greatly enhanced.&nbsp; When they became human, they saw, felt and tasted like a human would.&nbsp; He enjoyed the human form the most, and it was the easiest to get by with on earth.<br><br>He had not chosen the name William.&nbsp; This is where his second key skill came in.&nbsp; He was a skin stealer.&nbsp; When his current human form was wearing out, as he thought of it, he would substitute himself for the body of another, taking with him all they knew of their current life.&nbsp; They would die, he would dispose of the corpse, then take on their life.&nbsp; He made it a habit to steal the skins of the very rich, then move into their lives in some quiet and obscure resort town.&nbsp; He liked the mountain resorts of the American west the best.&nbsp; The cool dry air was closest to his home environment.&nbsp; <br>William had a large ranch outside Steamboat Springs, Colorado, on the Elk river.&nbsp; He had moved into the house and “retired” from the business world to enjoy his horses, his fishing and some skiing.&nbsp; He had disguised most of his technology in forms humans would mistake for family heirlooms, or they were carefully hidden in his cigar humidor and behind the racks in his wine cellar.&nbsp; <br><br>Some of those technologies allowed him to manipulate humans – and other beings – by giving them pleasure or pain.&nbsp; One of the ways he fed, if that was the correct term, was to directly absorb energy from a victim.&nbsp; He also fed in the standard human way, by breaking down vegetation or animal flesh for chemical energy.&nbsp; Both were enjoyable.&nbsp; <br><br>Today William was troubled.&nbsp; Something was tickling the scanners he used for security.&nbsp; These were devices from his planet that fed data to an input in his brain when trouble was afoot.&nbsp; It was, however, too distant to focus on.&nbsp; He just knew he would need to be alert.&nbsp; In the meantime, he was rich and relaxed.&nbsp; Time to enjoy something.&nbsp; He saddled up his favorite stallion and rode into the mountains for a relaxing day.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Risk of a Dishonest Living</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lacuna</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:32:39</strong>
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				Ilana would do just about anything for money. She generally considered herself above having sex for money because she had become so good at the trade of the artistry of conning others that here was simply no need to sell her good looks for money she figured. She had jet black hair that was perfectly straight running down her back till midway down. She was about 5'7 with gorgeous grey eyes and the perfect naturally tanned complexion. She smiled gently into a mirror as her partner in crime Greg babbled on debriefing her on their newest gig. She had always been the beauty, cleverness, and bravery in the operation while Greg was simply good for information gathering, he was good at hacking and finding unnecessary details about people. <br>Greg now talked endlessly about their next project... Mr. William Wallace. He talked endlessly about William's company before he retired, his love for horses and fishing and other mildly entertaining interests. She sighed now as she fixed her make up. He sounded old and used to getting what he wanted, but overall not hard to charm. She knew her task was simple, all she had to do was get into the house talk to him, and hopefully distract him long enough for Greg to crack the code to his security system and transfer a majority of his wealth to a different bank account. It had been tried several times, but they never had anyone as good looking as Ilana on the job. She smiled giving herself a wink as she signed again nodding. Greg warned her several times of what had happened to other agents that had gone in and were never seen again ... but Ilana felt she knew better, she felt confident with the assignment as she had him relax. "Greg, I know that... but none of them were as good as me." She said with a giggle as she assured him quietly. <br>They drove off then as someone was about to walk outside and waited while thinking about the perfect way to get in on their way home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Risk of a Dishonest Living</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Older And Wiser</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 21:26:20</strong>
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				William walked out of his house, observing the car drive off.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had seen it before, over many human lifetimes, someone looking his place.&nbsp; He reached out with his senses.&nbsp; There were two.&nbsp; The male was technically competent but socially inept – a geek.&nbsp; The woman seemed to have some intelligence.&nbsp; They fancied themselves con artists.<br><br>“Well let’s give the woman a test and see how she does.” He thought.&nbsp; In the end, his technology, and his staff would track them down and recover whatever they took.&nbsp; Gregor could handle the technical aspects of security and “Tony” – given name Tokugawa Hidetada – would handle the physical security.&nbsp; Both owed their lives to William.&nbsp; Actually they owed many lives to William.&nbsp; Gregor had been an engineer in the Soviet Army, left for dead after an ambush in Afghanistan.&nbsp; He was also a brilliant engineer and mathematician.&nbsp; Tony was the Tokugawa Hidetada, brilliant Samurai warrior and former shogun of 17th century Japan.&nbsp; There was no military or security matter in which he was not a master.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Both were not only indebted to William for their lives, but also for their implants.&nbsp; The implants allowed for communication and control, giving them the ability to feel any pleasure they choose at any time and William the power to inflict any pain, or even kill when required.&nbsp; In their cases, this was not required.&nbsp; Both were former military men and understood the value of loyalty.<br><br>William tripped an implant to communicate with his staff.<br><br>“Gentlemen, we may have some interesting visitors today or tonight.&nbsp; The male is nothing, but I am interested in testing out the woman.&nbsp; Please make sure that the usual security is in place to prevent hacks on our financial systems.&nbsp; Make sure the traces are enabled on… the family artifacts.”<br><br>William saddled his horse and rode off.<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Risk of a Dishonest Living</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lacuna</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 22:40:34</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; They finally had an idea in mind and were ready to execute after hearing that their new client William's birthday was coming up soon Ilana had devised the perfect plan... a birthday present strip gram sent from an ex Tiffany seemed to be the perfect disguise and seemed would snag them enough time for Greg to access the code. They spray painted their van pink with the words "Kiki's Naughty Little Presents" in cursive letters on the side and a small picture of a sexy silhouette. The idea was that 'Kiki' (Ilana's disguise for this mission) would drive up and plan on giving William the best little birthday present&nbsp; his heart desire and then once she got a signal from Greg that it was time to get going she'd take the tip and elloquently head to the car.<br>&nbsp;<br>The plan seemed mostly flawless at the time. Though neither had executed anything quite so manipulative Ilana felt certain and confident of her ability. She tried on her most sexy outfits in front of Greg (causing him to feel a bit shy) but they finally agreed the best one would be a short black halter neck dress fishnets and tall black heels. She smiled at herself in the mirror fixing up her long straight black hair. She finished her dark make up and looked at her long legs in the mirror. She certainly fit the part.<br><br>Around 8:45pm they began to make their way over to William's residence. Ilana pulled the van up to the intercom system and rang at the gate very quickly. The guard at the gate asked what their business was and she stated politely that someone had order a special present for William tonight to be delivered at 9pm in person.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Risk of a Dishonest Living</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Older And Wiser</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 00:03:20</strong>
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				Tony was at the gate and signaled to William that he had company.&nbsp; Checking his sensors, William saw it was the “company” he had detected earlier.<br><br>“Let them in please.” He ordered Tony.&nbsp; “Follow them, do not allow them to leave, but do not interfere until I give my say so.”<br>He signaled to his inside staff, mostly women who bore him the same loyalty that Gregor and Tony owed him, their many lives and rejuvenations throughout human history.&nbsp; As William was in male form for this lifetime, he felt the normal desires of human male flesh.&nbsp; As a result, his inside staff was dressed in very tasteful, yet extremely sexy ways.<br><br>“Beatrice” handled internal security.&nbsp; She was tough as nails in unarmed combat, having learned it when she led a Celtic rebellion against Roman rule in Britain in the first century, CE.&nbsp; She had been named “Boudicca” at the time.&nbsp; She was dressed in a sleek business suit, with hi heels and lack hose showing shapely and powerful legs.&nbsp; He long red hair was up in a bun.<br><br>“Rita” was his prized beauty.&nbsp; She had been renown as the great beauty of ancient China when she had lived as Xi Shi in about 500 BC.&nbsp; She had been William’s first aide and had been with him since his arrival on earth.&nbsp; She was dressed in a very sexy maid’s outfit this evening, and would keep an eye on the geek for William.&nbsp; The black seamed hose on her shapely legs and the low cut bodice top exposing her wonderful cleavage never failed to please him.<br>William signaled Beatrice.&nbsp; “Let our visitor’s in.&nbsp; Show them to the study where Gregor has set up the secure computer systems.&nbsp; Have Rita show provide them with drinks and find out their story.”<br><br>Beatrice acknowledged the order and Rita positioned herself.<br><br>Beatrice met the pair at the front door.&nbsp; “Good evening.&nbsp; Mr. Wallace has asked me to show you to his study and would like to know the nature of your delivery please.”&nbsp; She walked them to the study waiting for an answer.<br><br>“Rita, please see to any drinks these folks may request.” She said in passing.<br>
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