Back before I was in the picture a woman who had a miserable marriage stormed out of the house one night late, after having been knocked around by her husband went to a bar and was setting at a table, when another older woman set down next to her and asks, "My name is Freda, and how long are you going to put up with his abuse."
The 1st woman says, "I'm Angela, and you're right, how long should I put up with it, except I have no where to go."
"You poor child, come home with me, we'll talk this over and if we come to an agreement, I'll help you get your things out of the house, how old are you sweetheart."
"17, we've only been married 6 months."
"I'm 27, and I know exactly what you're putting up with...come on darling let's get out of here."
Later at Freda's home, she tells Angela, "Although I've never been married, I had a lover who was a domineering bitch, and she was very hard on me also, I finally walked out, and to my shame sold my ass to make a living until I could get a good position, now I'm working in a fashion design house learning design, now tell me why you don't have anywhere to go, where is your family."
"They disowned me when I ran off with Chuck, telling me he was no good, but I didn't listen to them...did you say you had a female lover." "Yes, I'm a lesbian, have been all my life, raised by two women who lived together, went out and found myself a woman who beat me, so I turned to another woman, and up until a few months ago, Sally and I had a wonderful relationship...she died in a car wreck, and I've finally gotten to the place where I'm not grieving so much I can't hardly move, will you allow me to show you how wonderfully satisfying and fulfilling another woman can be to you."
Poor Angela, was so heart broken over that bastard who slapped her around, she softly replies, "Yes, Freda, anything will be better then what I've been having."
That night Angela found out how very pleasing another woman can be to her sexually, and by morning she had no doubts as to who she wanted in her life. It was Sat morning so after they had breakfast Freda drove Angela to her house, and after Chuck opened the door, he asks, "So you've come back, who is this bitch."
At which time Freda kicked him in his nuts, clipped him across his head, hit him in the stomach, and a finally blow in his face and he was down and out. Then they loaded all Angela's things in the car, and as they were walking out the last time, Chuck came to and jumped up yelling, "So you've traded me for a dyke, well you two bitches, fuck you both."
Freda then grabs him by his nuts, squeezes until he's on his knees crying, and says, "I'm no mother fucking dyke, but asshole bastards like you taught me to learn to defend myself, you've beaten Angela for the last time."
Although it took a while Freda got Angela a job as a cutter in the fashion house she worked at, not too long after that the two women decided to see if they could adopt a child, but that proved impossible, so after looking into different ways, they found an agency that places unwanted children, who were born into a home who just didn't want them, or in my case a 14 year old girl who gave birth to me, and her mother saw to it the child, me, was taken by others, so Angelina Marie became their daughter at age 1 month, and the two women set out to spoil me rotten by giving me almost everything that interested me, such as voice, musical instruments, piano, horn, violin, and Guitar, as well as dance, modern, jazz, ballet, and swing and martial arts, aikido, karate, and Tie Kwon Do, learning quickly and going to matches, getting my black belt in Tie Kwon Do far too young and studying privately in Kung Fu and Ninja methods of fighting, opting for music and dance because of their gracefulness and I really hate to cause harm to any one, but stacked up almost a wall of trophies before I quite competing, but continued learning and practicing, also digging in to witchcraft, demonism, the black arts, Voodoo, magic, the supernatural, the ones abilities to bewitch and possibly even control others. To my amazement, I most have come from a family of sorceresses because it came far too easily, so all of this done very privately, summoning books from the shelf, lit cigarette between my lips, seeing clothing in magazines and actually creating them from nothing, giving myself super intelligence, the ability to speed read, causing myself to have 100% recall of what I've read, secretly giving my parents help with their fashion business by enchanting store managers to want more and more of our fashions, and giving me the almost impossible abilities to design and create fashions that young adults and teenagers must have, deciding that as long as I have this magical power to use it to its fullest. Angela had learned fashion design also, and when the time was right they split from the house they worked for and started a simple design shop that catered to the average working woman, and selling to dept stores, women's clothing stores, as well as stores that sold men's and women's clothing. Freda having been living in a very large house, they added to it, and that was their shop also.
The family that lived next door to us, had a terrible thing happen, the father had begun raping his daughter when she was 7, and through fear kept the daughter under his will until she was 14, and the mother caught him, he want to prison, and the girl Connie was deathly afraid of men, and the mother had no means of income, so she became my parents 1st employee, as did Connie her daughter, so we had my parents, myself, Tina and Connie, all working at designing, pattern making, cutting and sewing the final design, then it went to a jobber who actually manufactured in bulk the clothes we sold to the stores. I was only 9 when I realized my parents needed help selling their clothes so that's when I started enchanting buyers and store owners, as well as managers into buying our clothing, and giving us all an uncanny ability to design clothes that would sell, and be a hit with women, younger women, and teenagers, it was hard, and we never had enough money to make ends meet, so my parents decided to try for a bank loan and I enchanted the bank into giving it to them, then as the saying goes once you have money it's easy to make more money, and we were off and running. I'd given myself such intelligence, I went to work in the shop very young. Connie is 4 years older then I, and in the 11th grade, I'd given her some help along the way too. With some of the money from the loan my parents opened a design shop in the business area of town, complete with a showroom and runaway, still having all our clothing made at a designer's outlet manufacturing. Although to me it seemed like forever before we started actually seeing a positive return in our business, but really because of my magic, it was an unbelievably short period of time before Tina was out on the road selling our clothes in bulk to warehouses and dept stores. Along about this time I also found that strangely enough the exhaled smoke from my lips was my familiar and all I had to do was exhale the cigarette smoke and it would magically cover my victims face, unknown to them, and they would follow my suggestions, and developing an insatiable drive for sexual contact, making out and eventually having women and/or men fuck me, and as I became even older, it was apparent I was not going to be a large girl, possibly not even average, but little, having reached 5 foot and weighing only 87 lbs, so as a result of that, and me being rather smart, and skipped grades both of which made me not only 2-3 years younger then all the other kids, but my size caused me to be pretty well left out of much of anything except I was in pep, and marching bands, choir, in which I sing 1st alto standing next to Connie, and also being able to sing almost any octave I wanted to, but hardy no one in my grade was my size, but taller, and heavier, and being so much younger too so I have nearly no friends at school, except Connie, even after I'm out of school. When we opened the store front shop, my parents named it, The House of Richten, Ladies Fashions. Von Richten is Freda's last name, marriage between same sex partners being illegal, they of course are not married, Angela's maiden name is Lederhosen both of German decent but Lederhosen, didn't sound as nice as Richten, also Angela took Freda's last name for hers, and gave it to me too, Freda is a tall, blond a very lovely large woman, 5-10, 175 lbs and a perfect 38 D 24 40 figure, Angela is 5-6 155 36 C 26 36, and me coming from who knows what background raven black wavy hair, light tan skin, full lips, oval shaped green eyes, and since we were not allowed to know my ancestry except for the young girl who birthed me, she is Caribbean native, and we've decided she must be native Carob because of my size and color, my parents wanted me because of the circumstances, the very young girl who had me, and my age, they wanted as young a baby as they could find, but this insatiable lust I have for sex continues driving me closer to the real thing so when I was only 12, but mostly developed as much as I was going to be, although none of us knew that at the time, over a week end when Tina, & my parents who I call mom and mother, which we had all been in on deciding who to call what, so since Freda is the male image because she is the dominate one between her and Angela, I call her mom, and Angela mother, were out of town for a fashion show in NYC, Connie and I are alone. Connie now 16 and in the 11th grade, 5-6, 135, 34 C 24 35 figure, which is probably about as much as she'll grow. I also help her with her school work, and we're setting drinking some of mom's scotch and smoking, she asks me, "I know you're still too young to be thinking about this, but have you decided whether you're going to be a lesbian or heterosexual."
"Well, I started masturbating a few years ago, and now I'm so damn horny I'm not thinking which sex I just need some one to make out with. I'm glad you brought this up because you excite me terribly, and I wish you'd make out with me."
"Really, I've been wanting to ask you for months, especially since neither of us have any experience, other than you know what in my life, and let's not get into that, it still scares the shit out of me when it comes to my mind."
"Fine with me, so what do we do 1st."
"Just kiss and hold one another close, then I'll start fondling your tits...then I guess we just do what comes to our minds."
As we diddled one another's tits, it tickled more than anything else, so I reach down and rub her pussy, then under her shorts, as I do that thrills me so I finger fuck her pussy, while Connie does the same to me, as we're necking, we continue diddling one another's twat, until Connie has a roaring climax, while I'm just sexually aroused and feeling so pleased with what she's doing to me, after a time, Connie says, "Let's get undressed and tongue each other's clitoris, haven't you ever seen porno films on the internet."
"No, I haven't found any."
"Well let's get one on your computer and watch two women making out, we'll follow their lead."
Soon between watching them on the computer and us doing the same things, I suddenly have a strange emotional build up inside my body, when it is released I scream and collapse, babbling my love for Connie. We lay there with one another's pussy in each other's lips and mouth, then start again, until after hours, 1st Connie then me, have the strongest climax that they knock us apart, gasping and crying softly, until soon Connie lights a cigarette, takes a deep drag from it and hands it to me, so I do the same, and get so dizzy I dare not try to get up. Over that week end we tongue and finger fuck each other until we're almost sour, then I get a crazy idea, and make my clitoris longer and harder, and tell Connie, "I just had a silly idea, you lay down and let me lay on top of you with our clitorises rubbing each other's let's see what happens when I move just a little."
Very shortly after we're both going wildly insane with lustfulness and wanton passion, crying, moaning, screaming and asking each other for more, and more, along with me doing the same to Connie's clitoris, we clitoris fuck one another silly, dumb, drunk on sexual stimulation and desirous fucking, weakening ourselves so much it takes us forever to recover. Later as we're having something to eat, Connie asks me, "Can we do this as often as we possibly can, maybe mom will let me use the car and we can go out somewhere when they're home so we can fuck all we want."
"That sounds great to me...but honey, I'm so tired now, may we sleep." Cuddled so close we can feel and hear one another's heart beat we fall asleep, sleeping way past time for them to be home, when we do awake, hearing them down stares we dress and go down to see what they've gotten from the show. So Tina, mom and mother show us drawings they made of clothing they saw that we can make ourselves using less expensive material, we can make the same thing, or close for pennies compared to the ones they saw. Once we've covered it all mother tells us, "When we got home, we looked in on you, you've started a relationship haven't you, I mean a sexual coupling, don't be scared to tell us, we're all lesbians."
So Connie says, "Neither of us has ever been with any one else, and we wanted to know if we are sexually compatible...and, oh wow...are we ever."
So Tina says, "Connie I can't think of any one I'd rather see you with then Angelina, do you feel the same Angelina."
"Oh, yes, Connie thrills and excites me so much, and by the way she acted, I must do the same for her."
So then Connie asks, "Mom can I use the car so we can go places where we can be alone."
"I'm sure Angela and Freda will agree with me when I say we'd rather you do whatever you want in your rooms, either Angelina's or yours, remember darling Angel is still very young to be going out."
"Yes," Says mother, "Surely Angel, you aren't thinking of getting into a place where they serve whiskey, if you weren't so tiny that would be one thing, but your size alone will stop you, but you're thinking of dancing aren't you...you can try, but if you have any trouble, just come home, we will not bother you...Tina, let them at least try."
The next day I enroll in a stock brokerage course on the net, thinking this will be a great way for me to make some real money, and it'll be legal, so in my free time I work on creating a fake ID, making me 18, and also changing the way I look to others, something tricky, because no one I know cannot be able to see it, just new people I come in contact with, that plus changing the way I put my make up on, plus giving Connie a fake ID too, which will also be tricky, because she'll ask how I got it. Over the next few months I raise through the course, take a day off and ace the exam, get my license, interview for a position with a brokerage company, to work at home, getting all this done with money I created, having opened an off shore bank account and putting $250,000 in it, set up a money laundering operation to turn the cash I created into money earned.
During these months Connie and I have a marvelous time going out every week end, 1st one night when we're in my room having spent a few hours tongue fucking ourselves silly, I tell her, "You got me wondering what all can be gotten on the net, look what I just got in the mail, false IDs for both of us, making us 18, drinking age now, I think with making my make up more adult...we can pull this off, and with no problems." "You tricky kid, you did all this without any of us knowing anything about it."
"The best part is yet to be proven I can do it, once I start seeing returns, I'll tell you about that too, but not until so don't be after me to tell you now. So my darling what do you say, we go to that up scale, gay/lesbian club, The Crossover Club Fri night."
"Where did you hear about that, I don't know anything about it."
"Again, on the net."
"Ok, just remember we may not get past the front door."
Every chance I get I'm studying stocks of different corporations on the net, their history, ups and downs, then using my magic to actually look in to the files of the companies to see where they're going next. Then I find a small company that makes computer CPU chips, and looking ahead a few months, I find their stock will plunge to a terrible low, and after their new chip is released, jump 10 times it's value, so having the date I should buy in my mind, Connie and I go to the Crossover Club that Fri night, cover charge at the door is $100, which I'd sent over the net before we came, so we were shown in, seated and after we ordered dinner and our drinks, Connie asks, "Where did you get the money it took to get in here plus dinner and drinks."
"I've been working with my parents for 5 years now, and I haven't spent any of it, but my love you are worth spending money on."
"This seems backwards to me, I should be the one taking you out, because I'm the oldest and I'm the aggressor between us."
"I look to you as the final word between us, if that is what you mean, not actually as my master, nor even my mistress, but you are the male side of our relationship."
"We certainly aren't mistress and slave, if that's what you're meaning, aren't we equally partners in our love affair."
"Yes, but you know what I'm talking about, if we had a disagreement it would be my part to yield to your wishes, if for no other reason that you are older than I."
"Oh, you silly girl, you are by far the brightest between us, compared to me you're a genius."
"Possibly, but I'm also only 12, almost only 13, where you are 16, close to 17."
"It's very nice of you to feel this way, so I'll agree, so what does this mean between us."
"Nothing except I have some one to look to when I'm in doubt."
"Will you dance with me darling."
"I thought you'd never ask, of course I will."
By the time we get back to our table our dinner is there, so with a very nice dinner, lots of dancing we left about 1:30, and went home up to my room, had a wonderfully pleasing time fucking the piss out of one another, and fell asleep. 2 weeks later I put $100,000 into the stock of X-Chip, Inc, and 3 weeks later I sell my stock and make $1,000,000 because of the super chip they came out with, by the next day I get a call from the head of the brokerage firm wanting to see me in his office, so after I get there he tells me, `Miss Von Richten, that was a genius of a call you made, how did you either guess or know they were going to come out with that super chip."
"Not meaning to sound full of myself, but I speed read, have a photographic memory with 100% recall and I spent hours in research on this, the rest was a hunch considering how long it had been since any one improved the CPU computer chip, all I knew was that their stock would jump from the low it had been in."
"Although you are very young, and inexperienced, I have a hunch on you too, not often, but every now and then a real genius at hunching finds his or her way into the brokerage business...I'm betting you are one of those select few, so after this when you've got one you feel this strongly about, tell us, so we can spread it around. We'll see how you do, and if I'm pleased with your successes I'll put some accounts in your name...a few more like this one and you'll be a billionaire by the time you're 21." "Thank you so very much for your confidence in me, possibly some day I can work out of this office. What I'll do is forward all my research on whatever stock I'm planning to invest in to you, for now all my actions will be short term investments, after I have enough accounts of my own and a sizeable amount of cash behind me...I'll spread some of it around the fortune 500 companies in long term investments."
"Fine, keep up the good work; I know already you have a bright future in this business."
Later as I was studying the commodities exchange, looking forward in time I see where a heavy rain fall will wipe out most of the western wheat and prices will go sky high after that, so I put in a call to Mr. Van Demure, and when he returns it I tell him, "This is not my area of expertise, but the price of wheat will go out of sight in August when it's is suppose to be harvested, because there is going to be a shortage, so whoever's interest is in that area, should be made aware of this."
"Your information is sketchy at best, I can't make decisions on information like this."
"Then where can I quickly learn enough to know how to make money on this, because come August, after the wheat is harvested the price of everything that's made from it will be priced 15 times higher then it is now, and I have a bundle of cash I want to put on this knowledge."
"Just watch it closely, if it comes down, and you feel it will drop more hold off, if not buy and sell after this happens...may I ask what is a bundle to you."
"$1,250,000, but where do I put it."
"On the harvest... over a million, this is how strongly you feel about this information...Miss Von Richten, that's 3 months away."
"Yes, and depending on what happens between now and then, the amount I have will be much more."
"By the sounds of this, may I assume you're doing to put every cent you have on this."
"That's right."
"Then I'm going to act on this also, do you know when it will bottom out." "My guess is in 2 months from now."
"Let me study this, and I'll get back with you."
After we hang up I wonder why he feels he should get back with me. So over the next 2 months I have three more live ones , that quadruple my cash on hand, so when the day comes I put it all into wheat, just a little over 5 million, even though Van Demure told me I was out of my mind to take the chance of losing everything I have, but in another month, when I turned that 5 mil into 75 million...Van Demure, after he cleaned up the shit off the floor, pardoned himself all over the place, and told me any thoughts I might have to pass them on to him, so now I am faced with a much larger problem, how to give my parents the money it will take to build and furnish a fashion design company completely, so 1st I tell Connie, "Remember when I told you I'm working on something really big, well here goes, with some of the money I've made over the past 5 years working with my parents, I enrolled and completed a course in Stock brokerage, then I put this so every one has always told me, Genius mind of mine to work and invested in short term return stocks, I was doing great when I ran into Commodities and looking deeper, I came to the thought the wheat crop this year would be so small, the prices of all wheat products will be sky high, using all the capital I had I bought stock in wheat, the harvest came, the price went up, I sold, and I'm now worth 75 million...and here's my bank book to prove it."
Having transferred 75 million to the bank we all use here in San Francisco. Now this is what I need you to do for me, I'm going to tell my parents you loaned me the rest of what it took to have this much return in a stock investment, and your repayment we agreed on is one Million, so let's get every one here for a dinner where I will hand out the money, one to you and Tina, and 4 to my loving parents, to make us a real great fashion house, with a proper building where we can do it all, from design to manufacturing the clothing and shipping them out."
Poor bewildered Connie just sets there looking at me, until soon she says, "You're going to give mom and me a million dollars. Why will you give that much away."
"I'm not giving it away, you and your mom have worked for my parents, starting for practically nothing, and slowly got up to a living wage, you're friends, you and I are lovers, very close lovers, and you need some of this as much as we do, so will you go along with me on this."
"I sure will, but mom is not going to take that money from you."
"We'll see."
So we all got together here for dinner, and after I started from the beginning and told them all the same things I told Connie, as I finished, both my parents get up and hug and kiss me, then mother asks, "All of this in just a little over a year...darling you are amazing."
Then Tina says, "You humble us by wanting to give us all that money, how do you think we could ever take it."
So mom tells her, "It's simple, just take it, because we won't let you refuse."
It took more talking but finally Tina agreed, and after they left, mom and mother ask me, "How in the world could you keep something this big, so quiet, and for so long?"
"A lot of years ago when you really couldn't afford it, you allowed me everything I wanted to do, dance, musical instruments, martial arts, just anything I took an interest in, this is long over due, and maybe some day I'll be able to get you a beach home in Malibu, a new Rolls Royce, trips to Paris fashion shows, because now that I'm in this, you can't believe how much money is made by these stock brokers."
"But darling how do you do all of it from home."
"My reading ability and memory, everything is on the net, so all I have to do is find it, remember everything I read, and make my decisions from that."
"My next question is obvious, who hires a 13 year old girl."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm not 13 any more, look at my driver's license, I had to be at least 18 to be hired by any brokerage house."
"Darling we're very proud of you for what you've done, but aren't you hurrying through your younger teenage years rather quickly."
"Actually no, I just wish I could have been able to do this before you started your own company, wouldn't have been nice to have a million dollars for start up cash...mother...mom, for whatever reason I am blessed with a Genius IQ, so why shouldn't I do as much as I can with it, and especially in any way I can be of help to you."
Over the next year we got our new building put together, and had our 1st fashion show, incorporating the complete line of clothing we made for women, young women, and teenagers, then I decide I need a car, and I want something special like a 1950 Rolls, it took me forever to find one, and it didn't have an engine, or transmission, so I had it towed home, where I create a new 1950 engine and transmission for it, and completely redo the whole car to it's original condition, just like it came from the factory over 50 years ago, but somewhere in that year I realized I was losing Connie, she'd started going out alone, during the times I was neck deep in work, and not getting home until the next morning, then one evening as we were starting out for the night, Connie tells me, "We're going to stop and pick up a close friend of mine, you'll like her."
The young woman we picked up was 30, and a dyke, I knew that by the way she was dressed, almost all men's clothing, and as the evening went along, it became apparent to me I didn't belong with these two, so instead of creating a scene I excused myself to supposedly go to the ladies room and instead left the gay/lesbian club we are in and took a cab home. The next day, Sat, Connie phoned me and asked, "Why did you leave without telling us you were going."
"You and Suzy were obviously a couple, and I was out of place, I wish you would have told me we were braking up, but let's not become enemies but stay friends, because we also work together and that is important too."
"I guess you are right, I just didn't know how to tell you after all this time together, but there is a group of us, why don't you come out with us and I'll introduce you to some of the others."
"No, that's alright, I really don't have much time to socialize any more, thanks any way."