Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2018 18:43:27 +0100
From: Drusilla Andrews <drusilla@gmx.com>
Subject: End of the Street 4

End of the Street.
Chapter 4.

By. Drusilla


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Brandy sat on the end of the bed, waiting for Amanda to come out of the
shower.

"Ya want me to tell her no way?"

"My brain is so messed up. I love you. I love my mother."

"Hey. I'll make ya mom feel better than she ever has."

"Yes, I know. It's just a shock to me. That's all."

Brandy pulled her down on the bed next to her.

"Hey! I hope ya don't think I would leave ya. Like, fall in love with ya
mom. No way. I love ya, Amanda. I'd do anything for ya. If ya said ya
didn't love me no more. I would take a dive off the bridge."

Amanda grabbed her, hugged her tightly and began to sob uncontrollably.

"Hey, stop crying. Every time ya do, ya make me cry. I don't wanna cry."

"I don't want to ever hear you say that again. You promise me right now."

"Ok, ok, ok."

Amanda blew her nose, sniffing a few more times.

"If mother wants an affair with you. I am alright with that. I can trust
she'll be safe with you."

Brandy kissed her passionately, poking her tongue deep into her
mouth. Amanda pulled away.

"Please, Brandy. I have to go to work. I would love to stay and make love
with you. But, I have to work."

"Ya ever see that fat man?"

"Professor Collins? Yes. He doesn't speak to me anymore."

"Told ya brass knuckles work?"

Ten o'clock sharp, the door bell rang and Elizabeth walked in.

"I got ya some coffee and tea and cookies this time."

"God, I wish I could improve your English!"

Elizabeth sat down on the end of the sofa.

"Did you talk with Amanda?"

"Yep! She said if ya wanted to have an affair with a woman. She wanted it
to be with me. Because she could trust me. Ya know? I would never hurt ya."

Elizabeth leaned back, with a small smile on her face.

"Well. What do we do?"

"Ya kinda, gotta be in the mood. Ya know?"

"No, I don't know. Do we undress?"

"Yep. Ya gotta get naked."

"Do you?"

"No. I do later."

Brandy took Elizabeth to the bedroom and watched her undress. Elizabeth
stood in front of the closed blinds. Small rays of light outlined her naked
body.

"Wow. Ya look beautiful. Amanda sure takes after ya when it comes to
looks."

"Thank you, I think. What now?"

Brandy slowly approached her, placing her hand on her breasts, gliding
across her mature nipples. Elizabeth responded by closing her eyes and
taking a deep breath.

Brandy kissed her nipples, then her neck and up to her ears and around to
her lips.

"Ya smell so good! Makes me hot."

Brandy sat her down on the bed.

"I gotta tie ya hands and ya feet."

"You do?"

"Yeah. Ya gonna be moving around a lot. I don't want ya to get hurt."

Brandy tied her hands above her head to the headboard. She tied her legs
wide apart to the bottom rails. Brandy stood at the foot of the bed and
stripped her clothes off.

"It's time to rock and roll."

Brandy began to tickle Elizabeth under her arms and in the ribs. Elizabeth
screamed and yelped, twisting her body from side to side.

"Please! Stop! Stop! Don't! Don't! Please!"

She screamed and giggled while Brandy's ran her fingers up and around her
breasts, tickling her nipples and underarms.

"OH! GOD! STOP! Please! Please!"

She screamed, twisting and begging again for her to stop.

Brandy leaned in and kissed her over and over again, sticking her tongue
into Elizabeth's mouth.

"Lets see how your feet are?"

"OH GOD NO! Please not my FEET! BRANDY! PLEASE!"

Her hips shot off the bed as she screamed and giggled. Brandy ran her
fingers up and down her legs, laughing right along with her as she
squealed.

"OH GOD! I can't take anymore! PLEASE! BRANDY!"

Brandy dropped between her legs, sliding her tongue in and out, then up and
down.

Elizabeth, groaned loudly, tossing her head up and down. Brandy found her
magic button and continued, assaulting her clit with her tongue.

Elizabeth was squealing and groaning, then suddenly she screamed and
snapped her head to the side. She screamed again.

"OH GOD! BRANDY!"

Then Elizabeth squealed out loud.

"Please, BRANDY! I can't take anymore."

Brandy moved forward, sliding her tongue all the way up her body to her
lips.

Elizabeth slowly opened her eyes.

"You can untie me now."

Brandy smiled at her.

"Naaaa. I'm gonna leave ya tied up naked. So I can fuck ya as many times as
I want."

Elizabeth began to chuckle.

"My, but you are a nasty little girl!"

"Yeah. Ain't I?"

Brandy leaned over, allowing her breasts to touch Elizabeth's face.

"I ain't gonna let ya up until you suck my boobs!"

Elizabeth raised her head, placing her lips over the small pink nipple.

Brandy closed her eyes and swayed her head back and forth.

"That feels so great. Now the other one. You smell so beautiful."

"Please. I did what you asked. Now untie me up."

Brandy rolled off the bed and untied Elizabeth and gave her a hand getting
up.

"Ya wanna take a shower with me?"

"No thank you. I prefer a bath to a shower, and I'm not taking a bath in
there."

Brandy looked out the front window.

"Ya mean that guy is still out in the car wait'in for ya?"

"Yes. He leaves when I'm ready to leave."

Brandy leaned in to kiss her, but Elizabeth pulled back.

"Ya don't like me to kiss ya?"

"I think we've kissed enough for one day."

The man got out of the car, opened the door for Elizabeth, then closed it
once she was in. Brandy watched as they drove away down the street.

Amanda walked in from the garage. She set her purse and keys down. Brandy
was laying on the sofa watching television. Amanda switched it off.

"Well? Did you and mother..."

"Fuck?"

"Oh, don't be so filthy!"

"Yeah. When we finished. I Had to take her out in a stretcher."

"WHAT?"

Brandy rolled onto the floor laughing. Amanda grabbed a pillow from the
sofa and swatted her with it. Brandy grabbed her by the waist and they both
fell on the sofa.

"Ya know. When I was make'in love to her. All I could see was ya face. I
didn't tell her that...but that's what I saw."

Amanda gave her a big hard kiss.

"You little brat! I want you to make love to me just like you did mother."

"Ya sure? Cause I did things a little different."

Amanda kissed her again on the lips.

"Surprise me."

"OK! Be ready to rock and roll!"

Brandy kissed Amanda just before she rolled off the bed.

"Tell me you didn't tickle mother like that."

"Yep! Sure did. She giggled like a little school girl."

Amanda was laughing.

"Oh my God! I don't believe you."

"Well. I'm gonna tickle ya feet until ya believe me!"

"NO! NO! NO! Brandy! Please. I believe you! PLEASE! DON'T. You can untie me
now."

"Ya gotta suck my boobs before I let ya up."

"Bring them over here."

"Yeah! Yeah! Ya mouth feels so good! Ya make me hot like hell!"

"Ok! Enough. Untie me. Brandy!"

"I'm gonna leave ya tired up for a couple days. So I can fuck ya when I
want."

"Brandy! No you're NOT! Please let me up. Please. I need to start dinner."

"I called the pizza guy."

Just then the door bell rang.

"That should be him."

"BRANDY! Don't you dare go to the door NAKED! I'm really getting mad at
you! BRANDY! Untie me!"

"Ok. I'll put a robe on."

Amanda and Brandy sat at the table with their pizza.

"Did you really tie mother to the bed?"

"Yeah. I didn't want her fall'in off the bed. Ya know? She was safe tied
up."

"What did mother say?"

"She said we kissed enough for one day."

Amanda busted out laughing.

"I gave her a sparkle in her eyes, and a spring in her walk."

"I'll bet you did. You little brat!"

The following Saturday, Elizabeth came over.

"Mother. What a surprise. You usually call before you come."

"I had to go out for some business. I wanted to see you and Brandy."

"Brandy took a shower. She's sleeping right now."

"Don't wake her."

Amanda smiled at her mother.

"I hear you two had quite a time the other day."

Elizabeth smiled, raising her eye brows.

"Yes. A nasty little girl, but very efficient. Which is what I want to talk
about. In several years, she is going to become a woman."

"Mother, she is a woman now."

"She's a child. Eighteen! I'm talking about when she is in her
twenties. What is she going to be? What is she going to do?"

Amanda shook her head.

"Even with all my education, mother. You've lost me."

"I need someone to groom someone for Foster Enterprises. You have your
career. Besides, you're not capable of running a business. I'm getting too
old. Brandy is the only logical choice. She is honest, loyal, strong, and
aggressive when she needs to be. She does not back down. All qualities
needed to control a business."

"Maybe Brandy is not interested, mother. Did you think of that?"

Brandy walked into the room with a bed shirt on.

"What ain't Brandy interested in?"

"Let mother tell you. I'll stay out of it."

"Brandy. You're very coarse, rough, but you have a lot of common sense. You
have everything you need to run a business. With schooling and
training. You would be a very strong leader."

Brandy had a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't know what ya talk'in about."

"I saying, I'm an old lady. Getting older by the day. Amanda and I have
Foster Enterprises that will be in need of a leader soon. A young, strong,
aggressive leader. Amanda is incapable. She is not strong enough, and I am
not strong enough to do it much longer. I really don't want to sell the
company. There are only three of us, and only one young enough to carry
on."

"I don't know noth'in about no business. Shit. I ain't smart enough to stay
outta jail half the time. Amanda is a genius. I'm a dumb ass. I can't do
nothing right."

Elizabeth stood up and stared at her.

"If you will excuse the expression. Bullshit! Someone put those stupid
notions in your head. They're not true. I have a psychiatrist that will
remove those negative thoughts. He will instill confidence and positive
thoughts."

Amanda and Brandy sat silently as Elizabeth spoke. Neither one wanted to
interrupt her for fear of having their heads bit off.

"Amanda can give you knowledge and encouragement. I can stand behind you,
guide you through the proper schooling. Both Amanda and I can give you more
love than you will ever want or need."

Brandy looked at Amanda. I don't wanna say yes and then let ya down..."

Elizabeth interrupted.

"This will not happen overnight. You're only eighteen. You will have to
have several years of training. You won't be ready until you are 22 or 23,
maybe longer. In that time, you'll learn and understand what is needed to
run a business. I need to know you will at least give me one hundred
percent. This business will belong to Amanda and you someday."

Brandy looked back at Amanda.

"Will ya still love me when I'm 23?"

Amanda smiled.

"If it's possible to love you more, then yes."

"Hey! I'll do it!"

 Elizabeth rolled her eyes back in her head.

"God! What a challenge you are going to be. I hope I live through it."

Brandy leaned toward Elizabeth and whispered.

"When do I get to call ya grandma?"

Elizabeth whispered back.

"When I say you can."

The months turned into years. Brandy discovered Elizabeth was
right. Elizabeth and Amanda gave her more love than she could handle. She
wasn't complaining, she just needed a break from time to time. The studies
were hard, Elizabeth was even harder, but she was such a submissive in the
bedroom. Brandy loved to make her squeal. However, Amanda was her first and
only love.

Brandy began in shipping and receiving. Inventory control and all the paper
work that had to be checked and double checked. What the bids were and how
they worked and who got what and why. Brandy remained Brandy. There was
part of the street in her that would never leave. That became evident at
the first company meeting she held. One man thought he could bully her into
whatever he wanted. She quickly stood up, looked him in the eye.

"I don't give a fuck. You can WALK! We can still rock and roll without
you."

Brandy slammed the briefcase down the table.

"We need to get something straight before we start. I'm not a sex toy for
anybody! Neither is any other women that works here. This is a business,
not a whore house. I don't wanna know how long your dick is. All I wanna
know, is how much money did you make the company today! Everyone knows
where I stand. Now, lets talk about business."

The old man at the end of the table laughed, leaning over to his assistant.

"I love that girl. Who is she with again?"

That old man was Edward Cunningham, a billionaire several times over. Once
she got on his good side, things would opened up for Brandy and the
company.

Brandy gained a reputation for dealing and holding her own.

"You help me. I'll help you. But, don't ever be disloyal or lie to
me. Because I'll fuck you over big time."

Again, there was that voice from the end of the table.

"I love that girl. Elizabeth's granddaughter you say?"

The next morning, Brandy's secretary came to her office.

"What is it, Kathryn?"

"I just wanted to tell you. All the women that work for this company. Are
one hundred percent behind you. They heard about the meeting, Ms. Foster."

"I appreciate that, Kathryn. I also appreciate loyalty. I also like to know
everything that goes on. From the basement to the roof. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am. You'll have all the female eyes and ears in the company."

Brandy bought a large apartment, overlooking the city. The kitchen and
living room were surrounded by windows. Amanda and her lived there
together. They sat on the lounge, sipping wine and looking out over the
city. Brandy smiled.

"Sometimes I think I should adopt a little girl."

Amanda raised her eyebrows.

"Sometimes you don't think very clearly."

"You had to adopt me. So I could be part of the family and run the
business. After me, there's nobody. Unless we sold to Mr. Cunningham. He
would give us a good price. He likes me."

"Yes, I'm sure he does. I hope not as much as the pizza boys."

Brandy busted out laughing.

"I forgot about that."

"Well, I didn't. Now, I just want to get naked and go to bed."

Brandy jumped of the lounge.

"You won't have to ask me twice!"

Next morning at the office, the intercom rang.

"Ms. Foster. There is a police captain out here to see you."

"Really? Show him in."

Brandy had a big smile as the policeman walked into her office.

"Lieutenant Strong. It's great to see you again."

Frank chuckled.

"What a beautiful woman you've grown into."

"I've had a tremendous amount of help along the way."

Brandy held her hand out to shake Frank's hand.

"By the way, It's captain Strong now."

"Congratulations, captain!"

"Someone left a Wall Street Journal on my desk. Big circle drawn around a
picture of a young woman. That woman was you. CEO of Foster Enterprises. A
fast and upcoming company under the new leadership of Brandy Foster."

Brandy grinned at him.

"Yes. I've come a long way since you and I crossed paths. Getting this far,
was much harder on me than the streets ever were."

"The article said your company was involved with funding shelters for the
homeless and runaway children of the city. It's a great gesture and much
needed help for them. Some of those kids even find their way back home
again."

"I'm glad you take an interest, captain."

"What about Amanda?"

"She still teaches at the university. She doesn't have to, but she loves
it."

"Did she pick up any more strays?"

Brandy laughed.

"No. I was more than a handful for her. She doesn't want to go through that
again."

Frank laughed.

"Can't blame her for that."

Frank shook her hand again.

"I need to get back to work. I just wanted to stop and see you again."

Brandy shook his hand.

"If I can ever help with any kids, let me know. They might listen to me,
because I've been where they are. I did all the same shit. Only I did it
long before they did. Maybe, I can help them find the end of street."

Fin