Brenda's Journey
By Lisa Collins
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Having a child at young age, Brenda is a successful Lawyer working in her Fathers law firm. Because of a mis-understanding in gender, she attempts to thank a private detective for his job well done on to find out he is really a she. About the same time, she is also must come to grips that her daughter is having a love affair with a fellow female class mate.
Lisa Collins
I once lived on a hilltop outside of Las Vegas, enjoying the quite serenity of looking out each morning across the valley floor. I found that the desert heat was becoming a little to much for me, and now I have moved to the Northwest area, enjoying the rainy wintery months and the cooler summer time. When I am not traveling, I am very content on my solitude life, working with graphics and doing my occasional writing. When weather permitting, I do like to take in a round of golf every now and then. I watch very little TV, but do enjoy listening to countless hours of music.
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Brenda's Journey - Lisa Collins
Brenda’s Journey
By Lisa Collins
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, and locations are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons or events, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Chapter 1
Sitting back in my swivel chair, I looked around the room. Working for one of the more successful law firms the city, Mallard and Mallard. A father and brother law firm, Robert Mallard and Harold Mallard. I of course am Brenda Mallard, daughter of Robert. I am one of three children. My brothers decided that law was not going to be their chosen field. Robert Jr., the youngest chose medicine and Michael, my older brother became research biologist.
Harold had no children. That was his own choosing, well… because Harold was gay. Harold does not flaunt being gay, but is not ashamed to admit he is gay. At first I was told that father was ashamed and refused to acknowledge that they were brothers. After some time, he slowly accepted it, and now has even had Uncle Harold and his partner over many times for dinner or cookouts. Sometimes the three of them sit in the den and watch the game on Sunday.
This is neither about my brothers nor my uncle. When I was quite younger, I was living the modern day princess. No harm or wrong would befall me. All my problems or troubles outside the home were soon abolished by my father. Inside our home, mother ruled, and what mother wanted, mother got. I was her baby girl and was protected as such.
When I was fifteen, Mark Thompson took me out on a date. He had brought along a six pack of beer. After drinking three of them, he got into my pants. Needless to say, I got pregnant. During the summer of my sixteenth year, I had Samantha, or Sam as most call her. My father, being the lawyer he is, got him to sign away his rights.
So now here I am, thirty-four years old with an eighteen year old daughter. Even at thirty-four, I still have my high school figure. I’m five eight, long auburn hair, my breasts are full C, and gravity has yet to make them sag. I have a twenty-five-inch waist, and tapered hips, with what some call a nice bubble butt. I have green eyes with flecks of gold in them.
Sam on the other hand is five ten, dirty blond hair and the deepest blue eyes you’d ever want to see. She is close to being a D cup, with a medium build. Because of soccer and softball, she has maintained her weight well. I was told by her softball coach that she is good enough, she might even be able to get a scholarship playing softball.
Well, enough about me and my family. It happened on a Thursday that my world was turned upside down. I was scheduled for a late afternoon court appearance, when I was checking my briefcase and noticed the files I needed were not there. I realized that I had left them on my nightstand having read they over before going to sleep.
I told Donna, my secretary that I was going to stop at the house and pick up the files I left there and take a long lunch before going to court. After bidding her a good day, I said that I would see her in the morning.
Thinking Sam would be out with her friends at the park, I didn’t pull into the garage as I might have normally done, thinking I was only going to be a moment. After I came out of my bedroom and just before I turned to go down the hall, I heard a moan coming from the partially opened door of Samantha’s bedroom.
Thinking maybe Sam was home and maybe ill, I started walking down the hall towards her room. Her door was open maybe six inches, but as I got closer, I heard someone speaking. It was a female’s voice. I stopped and listen for a minute, when I distinctly heard her say, Oh god Sammy yes, lick me right there.
I froze. I started thinking of someone taking advantage of my Samantha. I was ready to kill this person for violating my precious daughter. I was about to barge into the room and confront this pervert when I heard my daughters voice.
Ever since I seduced you a couple months ago, I can’t get enough of you.
I couldn't believe my ears. I knew my daughters voice, I knew it was her, yet I still could not believe what I just heard. My hands were shaking, I nearly dropped the folder I was holding. I quickly slipped back away silently making my way out of the house where I could think and get a grip on myself.
I pulled into the parking garage across the street from the court house. I thought I would use the restaurant attached to the garage, but I had no appetite for food at that moment. I just sat in my car, my mind going over and over the sounds I had heard coming from Samantha’s bedroom. Trying to think back if I had missed any warning signs that this was all happening, there were none. For all intense purpose’s, she was my bubbling happy go lucky daughter.
I was startled by a fellow attorney tapping on my window, bring me out of my thoughts. As I rolled down the window, he said he noticed me just sitting here and was wondering if anything was wrong. I assured him I was fine, but had my head wrapped around a case I was working on. I noticed that I had five minutes before my assigned court appearance and thanked him for his consideration before I rushed off to court.
Getting my head back into my work, I ripped the plaintive a new asshole. Thanks to Vic’s fine work and ever so detailing pictures, she had no choice to take what was offered, and a reduced settlement at that. Apparently she was out running around on her husband, and when he caught wind of it all, hired our firm to represent him, our firm Mallard and Mallard. We hired Vic to get the goods on his soon to be ex-wife.
After the divorce was granted by the judge, Mr. Holding then asked if he could have a word before I left. We stepped over near the jury box for a little privacy when he asked if he could have lunch on Monday to see if I would take on his company as a representative in all its legal matters. Almost to stunned to answer, I nodded and managed to reach inside my purse and retrieved my phone looking at my appointment calendar.
I am free from eleven on, I have no other appointments the rest of the day.
Straightening my shoulders and trying to put some conviction back into my voice.
Fine, I’ll pick you up at eleven, we’ll have lunch, I’ll explain the basics of my company and then we can go back to your office, meet the rest of your partners and possibly draw up a contract.
Fine I said, I’ll see you at eleven then.
When I got back to my car, I yelled a loud YES!
Pumped my fist up and down a few times and got into the car. I called Donna to make sure I was free for the day except my early morning court appearance.
The first thing I wanted to do, was properly thank Vic for the wonderful job he did on collecting the evidence we needed to win this case. Having his number on my phone, I simply sent him a text asking if he were available for dinner Saturday evening at six. I gave him the location and asked if it was not a good time to let me know.
As I pulled into the garage at home, I heard my phone alerting me that I had received a text.
Due to unexpected circumstances, this weekend will not be a good weekend for me to meet, however if you would like to make it tonight I would be more than glad to meet with you. Vic
I texted back, same location, see you at six.
I called the restaurant and made reservations for six, asking for a private table so we could talk.
When I got home, Samantha was in the kitchen making a picture of ice tea. As I sat my purse and brief case down, she came over and gave me a hug. As her arms wrapped around my shoulders, my mind suddenly thought of someone else’s arms around her naked body. Shaking off the thoughts, I gave a kiss on the cheek asking how her day went.
"Oh nothing unusual, Mel and I just hung around, went to the park, nothing worth