James Landis Story chapter 33

James Landis Story chapter 33




Zoe? ZOE! James said trying to get her out of her daze!

Her large deep brown eyes framed by thick black lashes locked onto his pale blue eyes. The color of ice she shivered. Those lashes of hers were wide apart as her eyes were trapped by his gaze.

Are you ready? he asked. She nodded jerkily, the gold loops in her ears swinging wildly and he reached a finger over to lift her chin to close her mouth. She swallowed and pulled her eyes away. She pulled on her gold, down filled winter jacket and pulled the hood up. The faux fur collar framed her beautiful face. Those lips, large and sensual, he desperately wanted to kiss them. Her soft pink sweater, now hidden inside the jacket, clung to her surprisingly large tits which were definitely oversized for the small 5' 3" frame. There had been a lot of caramel colored cleavage on display. He tore his eyes away and headed back outside. She grabbed her gold purse and locked up behind herself.

It was definitely getting colder. He opened Zoe's door and helped her in. He reached between her legs and she jumped but he was just pulling a car blanket out from under her seat. He put it on her lap for her to unfold and moved to his own side of the truck. He got in and got them underway.

Would you like the blanket on your legs? Zoe asked.

Yes, please, he replied. She tried to spread the blanket across but it was a little short. She removed her seatbelt and moved to the middle seat and fastened that belt around her. She looked up at him and he smiled at her. She smiled and pulled the blanket over their legs.

James could feel her softness pressing against his right side. It felt good but he was driving so he pulled his mind away from that. Soon he pulled onto the interstate. It was a forty five minute drive to get to the penitentiary. "We're probably going to get there around to 7:30PM. When do visiting hours end?" he asked.

Zoe's mind was reeling. James looked so dangerous! She was seriously getting turned on. Angie had told her that he had a new jacket but she'd failed to say how incredible he looked in it! He asked her something and was waiting for an answer. What are the visiting hours?

Sorry! They have extended hours this week. Until 8:30PM, she said in a rush.

James looked at Zoe. She seemed out of breath for some reason. He pulled his attention back to the road. The truck's heater wasn't too good and he had to keep it on defrost to be able to see. He felt Zoe trembling. Maybe it was time to look into getting a new truck. He lifted his right arm over Zoe's head and pulled her tight against his body to share his body heat.

Oh fuck yes! Zoe thought. She felt his strength surrounding her and she basked in it. She rested her head against his thick chest muscle under his leather coat and put her left hand on his powerful right thigh. She felt herself drifting away on a cloud of tingly bliss.

James drove on, enjoying the feel of Zoe against his side. The time seemed to fly by and soon James was pulling off the highway to take them on the county road leading to the penitentiary. They pulled into the parking lot and found a spot someone just vacated by the sidewalk leading to the visitor's entrance. The parking lot was emptying out and James noticed there weren't that many visitors left. Maybe four cars he looked at the line of cars heading out on the small country road and wondered if they knew something he didn't. He turned back to the forbidding looking building. He shut off the engine.

Zoe came out of her daze, as James turned off the car. She was toasty warm under the blanket and didn't want to move unless it was to climb onto James's arms.

He opened the door and the wind almost yanked it from his hand. Cold air ripped into the cab and he jumped out slamming the door and hustled over to Zoe's side. He opened her door, scooped her into his arms and lifted her out of the cab. He kicked the truck's door closed and ran for the entrance doors with Zoe held against his chest to protect her from the cold winds. He bumped the handicap plate and carried her inside as the doors opened. Once they were inside he lowered her to her feet but she clung to his jacket so he slid her down his chest until her feet touched the floor.

James noticed she had her eyes closed and she was trembling. He guessed that she must have gotten a chill. He tucked his cap and gloves into his pocket then opened his jacket. He wrapped it around her, squeezing her tight against the warmth of his knit sweater encased chest.

Zoe moaned as James held her so tightly against his body. She was almost delirious from how good he felt.

James looked down at Zoe when he heard her make a sound. Her face was pressed against his sweater and she was taking deep breaths. He took her head between his hands and her silky hair ran between his fingers. His mind momentarily failed him as he let himself be carried off by the pure sensual experience of his hands in her hair. He tore himself back to the here and now and took her shoulders in his hands to push her back from his chest.

"Zoe! Are you alright? Are you able to visit your daughter? James asked with concern in his voice.

Sophia. Right, she was here to see her daughter. Zoe gave herself a shake. And gazed up into his eyes and nodded.

Zoe made her way over to the registration desk with James following. She spoke to the clerk as she had preregistered for a visit with her daughter. James wasn't recorded so he had to give his details to the clerk who was a little bit hard of hearing. It took three times for him to understand it was 'James Landis' not 'James Landers'. Finally he was registered for a visit. The clerk told them to sit down and they would be called to enter.

As he guided Zoe back to a chair a smartly dressed dark skinned woman holding a cell in her hand walked up to James.

Excuse me. I couldn't help but overhear. Your name is James Landis? Are you acquainted with Victoria Rutledge?"

James winked at the woman. "Uh, yes, I know Victoria."

"My name is Kendra Hill. I'm Victoria's attorney. She talks about you frequently. Are you here to visit someone inside?"

No, I'm just here with my friend to see her daughter, he replied.

Could you spare a moment to speak with Victoria? She's inside the meeting area waiting for me to finish this call. No one comes to see her except me. I think she'd love to speak with you.

Zoe was looking at him with concern but James nodded. "I'll see you when you come in," he said and she nodded.

The attorney led him over to the registration desk and made the arrangements. She went back to her call and James went inside. The guards went over his leather coat looking for contraband but he was clean. He went inside and saw a large brightly lit room with tables and bolted down chairs around them. At one of the tables was Victoria. She looked so lost.

Gone were the perfect, unlined skin and the perfectly styled hair. Gone was the almost doll like perfection and glamour of a Hollywood star from days gone by. Now she looked... human. Pretty. No, James thought she was beautiful because now she looked real.

He smiled as he walked up to her and saw her expression freeze. She covered her face with her hands and he could see she was beginning to cry. He sat down and took her hands in his. She looked down so he wouldn't see her face.

Shhhh, please don't cry! Why are you hiding your face? You look so lovely! he said quietly to calm her.

Her eyes came back up. He saw some faded bruises. She'd been in a fight. He looked at her smooth knuckles and more faded bruises on her forearms and realized she wasn't fighting, she'd been attacked. His heart went out to her. This was no environment for her. He was surprised she'd survived.

I- I'm not lovely in here, she said quietly unable to look him in the eye. You weren't supposed to see me like this. I'm going to be released on Christmas day. I was going to get all of this put right and then I would come see you. You shouldn't have seen me like this. Her tears were returning.

This is real! This is true beauty! You have a deep beauty but you were hiding it before under a thin layer of false perfection. Now I can see how truly lovely you really are. Please don't hide yourself again. This is so much better! When you had them cover you so completely, it stole away the warmth of your humanity. Perfection is cold, untouchable."

James ran his thumbs gently over the soft skin on the back of her hands. This is warm, approachable, and best of all its real. This is a woman a man could speak to and want to get to know. I know women prefer to wear a little make-up and that's fine but please don't lose this!

She was looking at him straight in the eye now. She was slack jawed with surprise and he grinned at her causing her to blush.

There it is! I wouldn't have been able to see how pretty your blush is before. James was grinning ear to ear and she couldn't help smiling in return.

I'm glad I came to the penitentiary tonight. It's great to hear you are getting to leave so soon. How did that happen? he asked.

My lawyer won our appeal. She found additional videos I hadn't destroyed of my husband abusing me and was able to prove I was a battered wife. She looked at James curiously. "Why- why are you here?"

A friend of mine came up to visit her daughter. I drove her here. It's the last visit Zoe can have with her before Christmas, he explained.

A sad expression slipped across Victoria's face.

Are you not able to see your daughters? he asked gently.

They aren't speaking with me right now. They are in England with my parents. Who are also not speaking with me, she said, as her voice was breaking.

They don't understand what you went through with that man. He was not a nice man at all! They will come around. You just have to be strong for yourself. Your kids will have to grow up a little to understand. You may need to be patient with them. They're kids, James said nodding to himself.

He suddenly looked up at her. Wait! You're being released on Christmas day and you have no family to go home to? She nodded sadly.

When you get home get your Christmas party clothes on and come to Angie Spencer's house. The party starts from 4PM and. That's where you will find us. You can celebrate with us! James exclaimed.

"I wouldn't want to intrude-"

No one should be alone at Christmas! Promise me you will come by! he insisted, looking her right in the eye.

She smiled and nodded. Her eyes flicked over his shoulder and she nodded to Zoe who was entering the room. James smiled at her as well and Zoe nodded back with a gentle smile. She walked away as Sophia was entering the room through another door.

Kendra Hill arrived to stand by the table.

"Hello again, Mr. Landis, I need to speak with my client now if you don't mind. I have to make arrangements to get her out of this place by Christmas.

Yes, she's coming to our Christmas party that day. Don't let me prevent you from making that happen.




By nutbuster