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Chrissy's New Life Part 1
My name is Christopher Reilly. I woke up early this morning and quickly
showered and dressed in my school uniform. I am a freshman at St. Mark's
Academy for Boys in Los Angeles, and, although my studies are
progressing nicely, I am still homesick. It was November, and I have
been away from home for over two months. I have always been an excellent
student in grammar school and, from my earliest years, I have been
something of a teacher's pet to the nuns at St. Stephen's. I am called
Chris for short. I am almost 13; my birthday is on the first day of the
year. I am slight of build and shorter than all off the boys in my
class. I have longish hair for a boy. It was halfway down to my
shoulders. I am a bit effeminate and have a girlish face. I was teased a
bit about my appearance and manner. My puberty was late. My voice had
not yet broken as many of the boys in my class had. Consequently I took
part in the choir and was told I had a heavenly voice.
I dislike rough, masculine sports. I prefer intellectual pursuits like
chess and debating. I do not mind non contact sports and like doing
gymnastics and swimming. My home life while still at grammar school
caused a bit of friction between my Dad and I, as he wanted me as the
eldest to follow in his footsteps as a football player. My twin brothers
Mark and James who were three years younger were into all sports which
pleased our Dad. I was content to spend time with my Mom. I developed
from her a caring for people. Mom was a pre-school teacher I spent a lot
of time with her in the kitchen and learned to cook. My Dad was an
engineer and was in charge of a whole section at a factory. Our home
life was quite pleasant otherwise. One thing I did miss was the fact
that we had no other relatives. Both Mom and Dad were orphans and had
lived in orphanages till they left school. We had no uncles, aunts,
cousins or grandparents.
We had many happy days together as a family in which we went on camping
and fishing trips although I did not like the fishing part. Often my Dad
and brothers went fishing together on day trips at nearby Lake
Tanglewood. During these times, I would have Mom to myself, and I loved
the time we spent together. We would take in movies and also listen to
music at home. I enjoyed helping her prepare the family meal and baking
and would wear an apron. I would also spend time with her in her
workroom room as she did sewing and knitting. I had learned to knit and
sew during the last six months of my time at home. We kept these
activities secret from my Dad and brothers. We had talked recently of
Mom's desire to have a girl. She had said she would try and persuade Dad
to have another child.
Boarding school was a new experience for me; however, I missed my Mom,
Dad and brothers and, although I would never have dreamed it before,
even the nuns. St. Mark's was a small school run by an order of
cloistered priests. There were no females at the academy at all; the
teachers, as well as the support staff, were all members of the
religious order.
This morning promised to be appealing at least. A small group of ladies
from the local parish had been invited to share breakfast with some of
the students and our teachers. This was to be something of a "get-
acquainted" session, in that rarely had the academy grounds been open to
outsiders, especially women. As a reward for doing especially well in my
classes, I have been selected as one of five students invited to take
part.
The breakfast was to be held off the main dining hall in a separate
room. The other boys and I helped serve the breakfast, by bringing each
of the ladies food before taking our seats one of the students. I served
Father Tom and then brought a plate of bacon, eggs, and pancakes to the
woman who would be seated next to me. I guess she was nearly forty and
although on the heavy side, she had a kind and pretty face.
She thanked me as I took my seat and introduced herself to me as Mrs.
Mary Alexander. Her perfume filled my senses, and after being separated
for months now from any female company at all, I delighted in the
conversation and seldom let my sight off her. I spoke of my studies and
my participation in intramural sporting events, and she in turn spoke of
her life in the small community several miles down the road from the
academy gates. Mrs. Alexander explained that she was a widow with one
daughter away at college on the East Coast. I listened attentively and
impressed Mrs. Alexander as a perfect little gentleman.
The breakfast over, we boys cleared the dishes and later as we were to
find out the Fathers expressed their gratitude to the ladies for
attending. Mrs. Alexander had made a suggestion to continue this
interaction, perhaps by permitting the students to visit her
periodically.
I returned from the kitchen and moved to take my seat, and Mrs.
Alexander motioned me to her lap. I was a little embarrassed to be
sitting on Mrs. Alexander's lap, but I felt extremely comfortable. I
noticed the other boys who were all older than me grin and smile at me.
She had her arm around me and she cradled me affectionately against her
massive bosom and ran her fingers through my curly hair. I began to feel
warm inside and felt loved. Father Tom also just smiled at me as I sat
on the lap of this beautiful woman.
She told Father Tom how I was such a cute little child and was welcome
to visit her home at any time, and as he had agreed to allow us boys off
grounds he thanked her for the kind offer. I was lost in a flood of
senses. I let my headrest against her wondrous breast and let the smell
of her heavenly fragrance fill me. After our guests departed Paul the
boy from the next higher grade and a friend of mine from the chess club
said to me, "You must have enjoyed sitting on that ladies lap, I know
how you miss your Mom." I replied, "Yes I do and she was so motherly
towards me."
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