Cade and Eve Part 3
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Cade and Eve - Part 2 Eve woke to find herself alone in Cade’s lake-sized bed. She lay still for a moment, the events of last night running through her mind. She felt wonderful. Her body felt alive, she felt loose and limber, the slight tenderness of her pussy the only physical reminder of last night’s fucking. She and Cade had stumbled up the stairs to his bedroom, still naked, and had indulged in a quick hot shower before they had fallen into bed. Awakened by the shower and the lust that...
BDSMWhen he was not looking for a job, Cade spent his free time sorting through the garage and basement. He ruminated about his dead grandfather Walt, and his deceased father Dusty. He couldn't help wondering what his life would have been like if his father had lived, and if he had known his grandfather better. Callie drove the truck into town frequently to run errands. Cade knew most of her reasons for going to town were excuses designed to get her out of the house, but he figured she deserved...
The kids had to be up early to catch the bus and Cade made sure Callie was awake to make them breakfast, even though she complained. The children had to be waiting out in front of the house by 7 a.m. Callie insisted she could not do much better than cold cereal that morning because she was tired and it was early. Cade was bothered a little that she couldn't be troubled to cook a hot breakfast for the kids, but he let it slide for now. After breakfast, Cade walked the kids out to catch the...
It was the morning after the party, and Callie was pouting as she cooked breakfast. Her bottom was still sore. Cade walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck affectionately and she pushed him away, "Stop it." "What's the matter?" He asked in irritation. She turned away as tears rolled down her face, "You whipped me hard last night, that's what." "I know, and I won't hesitate to whip you again like that if you keep flirting with other men." He was stern, cold, and...
Cade continued to teach Callie how to drive, and as it turned out, her unauthorized trip to town had taught her volumes about driving. Now she was leaps and bounds ahead of where she had been. Cade made inquiries and learned that she could get a driver's license by passing a written exam and taking a road test, so he got a copy of the driver's handbook from the DMV for her to study. Callie was afraid of the tests, but Cade encouraged her and reassured her, and told her that she could always...
Cade and his family fell into a routine. Cade went to work every day, and Callie stayed home with the kids, and worked on the billing for Jameson Plumbing. Callie also took some of the money she earned from working and bought school clothes for the kids. School would soon be starting, and instead of buying everything from Goodwill this time, she went to some cheap chain stores to buy the kids some clothes. She wasn't sure if Cade would care that she was doing things that way, so she chose...
Cade was a reliable worker, but gradually his coworkers began to realize he had a criminal past. They shied away from him because of that, but there was one man he worked with by the name of Harry Williams who seemed to accept him for who he was and not judge him. Over time, Cade and Harry became friends. Cade was standing outside smoking a cigarette on his break with Harry, when a man Cade had never seen before, pulled up in an expensive car. "Who's that?" Harry glanced at Cade...
Cade hugged his children with his good arm, as he lay helpless in his hospital bed. The children crowded around him where they could find room. The nurse eventually shooed the children out so that she could take Cade's vital signs. They didn't want to leave, but the nurse insisted. Cade needed his rest. Callie was relieved now that Cade was awake, and all she could do was weep. Cade weakly pulled her to him after the children and the nurse were gone, and she laid her head on his chest....
After the Fourth of July, the days seemed to drag by. The heat was unbearable, and the small farmhouse had no cooler or air conditioner. During the night, the house would cool down, but during the day, the heat was sweltering. Callie continued to cry a lot, mostly because she missed her job. She wanted to make amends with Cade for cheating, but she felt depressed and unmotivated to do anything. Ashley read books. They went to the library about once a week, and Ashley brought stacks of books...
Sunday morning when Cade woke up, he knew it was time to get rid of his houseguests. He walked downstairs. Seth was asleep, and Cade woke him up and suggested it was time for him to leave. "I'm not going anywhere." Seth said in a tired voice. Cade resented Seth's arrogance. He realized that he didn't want to go to work on Monday and leave Seth, Annie, and Quinn home with Callie and the children. Thinking about it made his flesh crawl. "It's time for you to go," Cade said. "We have...
Callie was beginning to feel safe and secure for the first time in a very long time, but her boredom began to increase. The house was clean, so there wasn't much to do all day while Cade was at work and the children were at school. She wanted Cade to buy a phone, but she didn't know whom she would call even if they had a phone. She didn't know anyone and couldn't go anywhere because she couldn't drive. She felt isolated much of the time. Sometimes she baked cookies or read through the...
Cade wondered what the outcome of his conversation with Drake would be. Somehow, he sensed that Drake was not going to give up. He kept continual tabs on his children and ended up buying a cell phone, so that Callie could reach him any time of the day or night. Lonnie and Cade worked long hours, and Lonnie was glad that Cade finally got a cell phone. Cade's car was not a suitable work vehicle, so when they had to divide up the work, Cade left the car with Callie and drove the truck...
Cade spent a restless night on the couch attempting to sleep. He felt as though something was biting him all night and in the morning he wondered if he had developed a rash from the filthy couch. He couldn't help but think this house was the most disgusting place on earth. Taking a shower in the bathroom was out of the question. He stood up and walked into the bedroom where his wife and two younger children were sound asleep. He kicked the bed, "Get up!" Callie rolled over and looked up...
The children noticed that whenever they talked to Cade about school or anything else these days, he seemed far away and distant. After dinner every night, he retreated to the basement to continue sorting through the old boxes he had found. He was anxious to continue reading the old letters. Reading the letters only proved more frustrating for Cade however, because most of them were full of romantic drivel rather than any real news. By the time he finished reading the last letter in the box,...
Cade woke up with a start in the middle of the night thinking about the locket that Callie had pawned. He peered through the darkness at Callie's sleeping form and then he nudged her to wake her up, "Where is the receipt for that locket you pawned?" Callie had difficulty waking up at first. She had almost completely forgotten about the locket and the sterling silver picture frame she had pawned more than six weeks ago. She wondered why Cade was waking her up in the middle of the night to...
When the morning dawned, Callie had her work cut out for her, packing lunches for all three kids plus Cade. She decided not to pack a lunch for herself, which was one less thing she had to do. Cade told the kids about his job over breakfast and they were all very happy about it, except for Jess who generally had no idea what it meant for him to have a job. "We didn't read last night," Harley informed Cade as they ate. Cade looked at Callie. "I figured one night off wasn't going to kill...
It had been two weeks since they first left the city. Cade realized he needed to get a job, but he was stumped. Who would hire him with his criminal record? He focused on working diligently on the truck to avoid thinking about it. "We need to get the kids enrolled in school," Callie informed him one afternoon after he had finished working on the old truck for the day. The truth was that the kids were driving her crazy. They were pretty good when Cade was around, but when he wasn't there,...
Callie paced back and forth until the kids got home from school. She smoked one cigarette after another until only one cigarette remained in the pack and she realized that she had no way to buy more. The kids didn't immediately realize that Cade was gone. They went about their usual after school routine, putting their things away and doing their homework until supper time and then they noticed that Cade didn't come home and they began to sense there was a problem. Callie hadn't bothered to...
Cade searched the records at the public library, mostly looking for newspaper articles published on or around the date June 30, 1978, which had been the date his father had been shot and killed. Cade hated asking for assistance, but he had no choice in the matter, because he was puzzled about how to find what he was looking for. The librarian assisted him. He learned that he could print out the articles he found, for a small fee. He felt the fee was well worth it and he promptly paid. He was...
Ashley fidgeted with the envelope that Ms. Ford had given her. She had not yet had a chance to give it to her father, because he had been busy every night. Her history of bad letters from school made her nervous, but she realized that she had put it off long enough. It was time to show her father the letter, so as Cade sat on the couch relaxing after dinner, she slowly approached him and nervously stood before him. Cade was enjoying a cigarette, tired from his long day of working. He noticed...
Early the next morning, Cade woke up and went out to find the old well that he remembered was attached to the house. He had forgotten about the well at first or the possibility of having to turn on the water. All of this was new to him and he was using the few memories he had from his childhood when his grandfather had explained things to him. It was early in the morning and it took Cade a long time to figure out how the well worked. Finally after much deliberation he got a wrench from the...
Cade took the ring he had given Callie to the local jeweler and had it sized to fit her finger. It only took a few days for them to size the ring and when he brought it home, he placed it snugly on her finger. "When are you going to teach me how to drive?" She asked as she admired the ring. Cade had been thinking a lot about teaching her how to drive. He was hesitant, because both of the vehicles they owned were standard transmissions and he knew it would be difficult for her to learn how...
Cade went to work at the tire store every day and devoted the rest of his spare time to fixing up the house. The window frames on the house were old and needed replaced, but there was no way Cade could afford that. He had no choice but to use the old window frames and chip the old bits of glass out of them so he could cement new glass in each window. Cade had to painstakingly measure each window and arrange to have new sheets of glass cut to fit each window. It was a long and tedious process,...
Cade had a lot to think about after his talk with Lonnie's father and he decided to take some time to be alone so that he could absorb everything. It was his day off, and he drove his car to the far edge of town and parked high up on a hill overlooking the town. He got out of his car and stood next to it, smoking a cigarette. He breathed a heavy sigh and allowed his mind to drift back to his time in prison, for the first time in a long time. Every day in prison had seemed like an eternity....
The Farmer's Co-op gathered the fresh fruits and vegetables they grew over the summer and set up a Farmer's Market on Simon Beal's property, which was near town. The men spent every night building makeshift stands out of scrap lumber to hold the produce. Cade took Harley with him to help build the stands and set up the farmer's market. He noticed that Harley had an aptitude for building, and his heart swelled with pride. Everyone spent five or six Saturdays selling the produce each had...
With help from the neighbors, the rubble left after the fire was gone by the end of the week. All that remained was a large cement slab with a ten-foot cement brick wall on one side. Cade had no idea how to rebuild a structure like the one he had lost. The garage had been there for a long time, and his property looked barren without it. He began to realize as the days passed, that he would need to figure out a way to deal with Drake Pennington soon, before he lost something else. Cade...
The children never quite understood what happened between Cade and Callie. All they knew was that after the night their dad dropped them off at the Jameson's, Callie no longer went to work at the diner. For the next several days, Callie was docile and clung to Cade whenever he was around. Cade soothed and comforted her, and more importantly, he forgave her. She never went back to the diner after that night, not even to pick up her paycheck, and it eventually arrived by mail. Although Callie...
Thanksgiving had arrived. Callie was fretting and stewing because she had never cooked a turkey before. "I can't do this Cade," she admitted nervously and he could see the tears forming in her eyes. "What's the big deal?" Cade asked, as if all women should know how to cook a turkey. "I've never cooked a turkey," She had been frantically poring over the old cook books she had found in one of the bottom drawers in Walt's old kitchen. She studied the cook books in the hopes she would...
Cade finally managed to go inside the house after watching his garage burn to the ground. He went upstairs and fell into bed next to his wife. The smoke from the fire had left his eyes red and swollen and he smelled like a bonfire, but he didn't care and he didn't bother to shower. Callie snuggled up next to him as he slept. He lay there listless and silent. Around noon, Callie could hear the children downstairs watching television. She sat up on the bed and turned toward Cade, noticing...
Cade was accustomed to waking up early in the morning from so many years of being in prison. Two weeks was not a long enough time to break him of the habit. His back ached from the poor quality of the mattress and he wondered how his grandfather had ever managed to sleep on that mattress, but he reasoned it probably wasn't quite as rotten and old at the time his grandpa had been alive. Callie rolled over when Cade got out of bed. She was still naked and she was also ornery from sleeping on...
On the drive home from the motel room, after Quinn had run away, Cade realized how different his life was. Perhaps if his father Dusty had lived, he would have grown to hate Dusty just as much as he did Seth, but somehow he doubted it. Cade had never known a person like Dusty in his life, except in books. Cade had been nobody his entire life, and now he was beginning to feel like somebody. He was ready to do battle against the most powerful man in town. Somewhere deep down inside of him, it...
Callie woke up earlier than usual, and began to prepare breakfast and get ready for work. She had been unable to sleep because of Cade's uneasiness. She was grateful her job was only part-time and that she didn't have to work every single day. Whenever Cade punished her, it always hurt, and even though he had only given her ten licks with the belt yesterday, she could still feel it. As Callie tidied up the living room, she stumbled across the letter from the tax commission and realized as...
Jessica woke up early Saturday morning, "It's time to go." She said as she entered her parents' bedroom. She yanked on Cade's arm. "Wake up daddy." Cade opened his eyes and looked at his six-year-old daughter. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that Saturday mornings were for sleeping in?" He grumbled. Jessica backed away sheepishly. He looked at her through half-open eyes and her pouty expression made him smile. "Come 'ere," he reached out and yanked her onto the bed, pulling her...
Callie began shuffling through the box of invoices that Cade had brought over from the Jameson's house. "What are you doing?" Ashley asked. Callie breathed a heavy sigh, "I have to sort through this box of invoices and figure out which clients have paid and which ones haven't. Ashley thought the task looked enormous. Part of her wanted to offer to help, but a bigger part of her wanted to read or doing something else. The phone rang and Jessica answered. "Mom," Jessica called. Callie...
The house was livable now and they didn't have to work on it all the time, so they had some free time on their hands. Callie wanted sex every night, but Cade still wasn't interested. She became angry about his rejection and in retaliation she stopped doing the housework and cooking. If he was going to be cold and indifferent to her, then she didn't see why she needed to be his slave. "What's going on Callie?" Cade asked in annoyance. It had been a few days since their meeting with...
Callie got up early Saturday morning and cooked coffee and eggs for Cade before he left for work. She never thought she would be the type of woman that would take care of her man, but she was turning into that type of woman. Her bottom was still tender from the strapping he had given her the night before and she was wearing a thin nightgown. Every now and then she would wince and reach back and caress her bottom over the top of her nightgown. Cade felt a twinge of guilt as he watched her rub...
The Farmer's Co-op decided to sponsor a Harvest Ball. Everyone in the Co-op donated a percentage of their earnings from selling their produce toward paying for the band, decorations, and refreshments. Callie and Angie were in charge of the decorations, and they dragged the kids with them the afternoon before the ball to help decorate the town hall. Despite the kids running around during the decorating process, Callie and Angie somehow managed to transform the town hall. Callie enjoyed being...
Peter Marchbanks was excited to learn that Callie was working at Beatrice's Diner. He was a frequent customer there, since he worked as a car salesman across the street. But with the slumping economy, he wasn't sure how long he would be able to afford eating out. When Callie looked up and saw Peter sitting there, she was surprised. "Hey aren't you Collin's dad?" she grinned. "Guilty," Peter said, shrugging his shoulders. Collin and Harley were good friends and played together nearly...
Callie paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room. She was shaking and tears were pouring down her face. Angie tried to comfort her, but Callie refused to be comforted. Jessica, Harley, and Ashley watched their mother pace. Her behavior was upsetting to them. Lonnie sat next to the children, attempting to comfort them, but he didn't know what to say. Things did not look good for Cade. The hospital was located an hour from their house and Callie arrived just in time to see Cade being...
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