Marions Story Chapter Fourteen free porn video

Thanks to my very dear friend Marina Kelly for her help with the story and her wonderful editing skills. Thank you MK. So that was it my life now needed to move forward. I guess like a lot of people when they finish college, we find ourselves at a crossroads. I definitely felt that way. As the old adage says as one door closes another opens, that may be true but I needed to find the right door to wrest open. As always life doesn't always run smoothly and the road isn't always marked clearly or straight, it twists and turns and there are always choices to make. Beverly's phone call was one such moment. It was moms sixty fifth birthday and she was holding a party for her and she wanted me to go home for it. That was a no brainer of course I was going, but she floored me when she said mom asked her to invite Molly as well. That hurt, I didn't know why mom wanted her there but I didn't want to ruin her big day by turning it into a battleground. My one saving grace was the hope that Molly would have the curtesy not to go. Not having set work hours or days meant I could go home early and help with the party. I guess my dress style had changed recently, not having to wear the outrageous stage costumes and didn't have to maintain the presence meant I could try different things. For the trip home I decided on a country style knowing it would please mom, especially since the hem finished just above the knee. I hated hiding my legs because I always thought they were my best asset. When I rocked up at home mom met me with a huge hug and a kiss. She made me do a pirouette as she cast her eyes over me. "Marion sweetheart I love your dress, so much nicer, but you are not looking after yourself or eating properly, come on, I will make you a sandwich before dinner." I helped her in the kitchen and as always, we talked. "Marion what really happened between you and Molly?" Cringing I muttered, "Sorry mom I don't want to get into that, let's just say she and I have a different understanding about how relationships work. I don't want to spoil my trip home arguing about her." "But sweetheart the pair of you were so in love and I know she misses you." Intrigued I asked, "And how do you know that mom?" "Honey we talk every day or so, you're not the only one who loves that girl, she is part of our family now and that ain't gonna change. You know she is coming tomorrow don't you?" Taking a huge bite of my sandwich I felt my tummy twist I didn't realize how hungry I was. "I know she's been invited, but honestly mom I hoped she would have the good manners not to come." "Heavens above, Marion I asked her to come, I invited her...please do not make her feel unwelcome, now that would be bad manners." I ended up spending the day mowing the lawns and raking leaves, doing general yard work making the old place look good. It was weird the place was super tidy, the lawns weren't long and there was no junk laying around. I knew with mom's hip she couldn't do it. I guessed Mark must be helping out. At dinner Bev and her tribe turned up and the place erupted as it always did with her kids running around noisily and to give mom some peace I ended up taking them outside and we kicked the ball around in the yard. At dinner it was impossible to escape the constant stream of questions about what I was going to do. The short answer was I didn't know. They all had their own suggestions but none worked for me. Music was my thing I just needed a way to make it work. Saturday morning and the cars started rolling up. Sue turned up although on this visit she was alone. Then Sandy and April arrived unfortunately they brought Molly with them. When I saw her climb out of the car my stomach flipped and my pulse raced, my heart went into a mild arrhythmia. Sandy rushed up and her arms wrapped us both in a huge cuddle. She kissed me and said, "Wow you look super hot." She gave a little giggle. "Although you look right at home here in Dodge in that outfit." April slipped in beside her and we hugged. "She's not wrong Marion, I swear girl you get prettier every time I see you." She leaned in close whispering, "Are those titties getting bigger?" I gave her a scowl and she broke into a cheesy laugh. As they stepped back Molly gave me a hesitant restrained little wave. "Hey Mi." I raised my eyebrows in acknowledgement without replying. At that point mom came scurrying out and they fell into a huge hug, the biggest she saved for Molly. We all ended up around the table eating a huge spread Bev and mom had lain on. I was a bit shocked when Mr. Peterson from up the road turned up. He had been one of dads best friends although after dad passed he stopped coming around. If his arrival shocked me, the kiss he gave my mom completely floored me. They stood at the head of the table hand in hand and mom made a sheepish guilty announcement, "This weekend isn't just about my birthday, it's also about Fred and me. We are getting engaged." The girls all jumped up and swamped her with hugs and kisses including Molly. Fred got a few kisses as well and he looked a bit taken aback by it all. I didn't move, I couldn't I sat staring open mouthed. When mom spotted me and cried out brusquely, "Well Marion don't just sit there, don't I get a hug?" Pushing back my chair I stumbled around to stand in front of her. She hugged me close and whispered, "Are you going to be OK with this?" "I'm just shocked, why didn't you say something?" She led me by the hand outside. "Honey I have been lonely, at first Fred came around to help with maintenance. His wife Sandra died three years ago and he was as lonely as me, well at first that's the way it was but as we got closer we started keeping each other company and it sort of snowballed. Honey we are in love, it's not just for you young kids you know." I gave her a kiss. "Mom if he makes you happy then I am happy to." She smiled holding me out at arm's length to gaze into my eyes. "Thank you honey it's important for me because you are the man of the house and I need you to welcome him in." I laughed with a derisive snort. "Man of the house, c'mon mom I haven't been the man here for a long time." "Maybe not physically honey but in my heart since your Pa died you have and will always be the man of the house. Please honey just let him know you're OK with it." When we walked in I walked up and shook his hand. "Fred I guess all we can say is god help you and welcome to the family." I could see he was in a quandary not really knowing what to say, he had been my baseball coach and now he didn't know how to act around me. Did we hug? Shake hands? I didn't know I was as confused as he was. We all sat back down with Fred sitting beside mom and the conversation went back to what everybody had been up to. When mom asked Molly about what was new in her life she explained she now worked for Gloria promoting gigs and managing artists. She glanced at me as she proudly explained her role. Of course, it was accompanied by lots of back patting and congratulations. I saw her give me a sideways glance as she said her current project was getting the lips debut album recorded. When I heard that I wanted to shout out, 'WELL THEY BETTER NOT USE MY SONGS.' But I didn't want to make a scene. It was much later as the drinks were flowing when I patted Molly on the back. "Molly can we talk please?" She gave me a funny look but followed me outside. "Molly I hope the lips aren't thinking about using any of my songs on this album." She frowned. "Of course we are, those songs belong to the band." "No, they don't Molly they are mine, I wrote them and legally they are mine, the fact while I was in the band we performed them doesn't change who they belong to. They are my intellectual property, I still have copyright on them. If you try to use them, I will sue." She gave me a totally disbelieving angry glare. "You have got to be kidding." She looked around as her feet kicked at some invisible stone or something. "Mi, everybody knows they belong to the band, we already have recordings using them." "Molly if you try to use them, I promise I will sue! They are mine." She slumped back against the side of the house. "For the love of god, please don't be an ass over this. Why can't you just be happy for the girls?" "I bear no grudges against the girls...I wish them well, but those songs are mine, remember the first time you asked me if they could use them. I said they can play them but they belong to me." "Oh for heavens sake, c'mon Mi, they're the bands...everybody recognizes them as the bands. Don't let what happened between you and me spoil it. Those girls still love you...they would have you back in a heartbeat." "Yeah well that ain't happening. You better tell them Molly because I am going to see a lawyer on Monday. If I have to I will take you to court, I will get an injunction." "Girl...now you're being ridiculous, you can never win that. Holy shit Gloria is very wealthy, you can't afford to fight her. Her Company has their own corporate lawyers." "I don't care if it costs me every cent I have I will lock them up for years, I might lose in the end but I know how long it takes for these things to work through the legal system. I can prove I wrote them and they will be released on my album long before the Lips can release them as covers." The look on her face was bewilderment, frustration and anger, but that slowly changed to a look of stubborn determination. "Marion, you can't win this, we are recording those songs." I walked back inside sulkily I found a corner to quietly fume in. I watched Molly come in and Mom saw the tears in her eyes, she gave me a withering glare before she wrapped molly in a big cuddle. That vexed me but as I looked across and saw Fred talking to Sue I remembered he used to be a lawyer and I wondered if he might help, he might be retired but he was a still a lawyer after all and if nothing else he might be able to offer some advice. That night when we got a moment alone he listened to me rant about my problem. He did say he was no expert on copyright but would do some study for me tomorrow. I did ask that he not say anything to Molly as she was part of the group I would be fighting. I tried to enjoy mom's party but it seemed everywhere I went I bumped into Molly. In the end I feigned a headache and went to bed. Catching up with Fred at his place we sat down at his computer and he started his research. The first question was had I registered the copyright. Luckily I had, they were part of my assignment at school which meant I had to follow the legal procedures. It was easy to prove all of those songs were legally mine. As we researched the law, he gave me the bad news, I probably couldn't stop them from recording them but they would have to pay a mechanical royalty and list me as the owner/ writer. As we did some more research, he found a clause whereby I could issue them with a cease and desist order which would give me time to decide on an action. He agreed that he would draw something up for me and get it notarized through the system. As we sat, he asked, "Marion is this something you really care about, I mean from what I understand those girls were your friends, god knows I've had to sit through hours of videos of you performing with them." Smiling at his snip I mumbled, "This means a lot to me because they are stealing my intellectual property, they haven't even asked if they could use them." He gave me a funny frown. "Marion, I am going to give you some advice and you can take it or leave it, I am asking you to think very carefully about this, I can see the anger on your face and let me tell you decisions made in anger or for the wrong reason seldom work out the best." I sat pondering his statement and he added, "Let me ask you something is it really worth ruining what was obviously a very wonderful friendship? I mean you were engaged to marry that girl. I think if you go ahead with this action you will kill off any chance you have of a friendship with Molly or those girls. Is that something you can live with?" I sighed laboriously. "I know it seems petty and maybe it is but our relationship is already way past the stage of reconciliation." He shook his head smiling weakly. "I don't believe that for a minute, I don't know much about life but I can see it on that girls face. When you're around her eyes follow you everywhere and she hangs off every word. I don't care what you say, that girl loves you." "Sorry Mr. Peterson but I think you're wrong. All I want to do is protect my property." "It's your call Marion, they still have to request your permission. That's part of the formal process. We can fight it but it will be costly. Can I make a suggestion?" I nodded and he said, "If you want the world to know these songs are yours and not the bands, why not release your own album with all the songs on it. Beat them to it and then everyone will associate them with you." I went home feeling a little dejected. Molly was pacing around the front yard with her phone glued to her ear and it was a very animated conversation as she kicked up a dust storm. She was angry and who ever she was talking to was angry as well. When she saw me walk in through the gate she glowered, turned and walked away so I was out of earshot. When I went inside mom was waiting in ambush. She gave me her saddest look and invited me to sit with her out back in the swing chair. As we rocked to and fro she wrapped her arm around my shoulder the way she used to when I was feeling down. "Honey, you are making Molly real uncomfortable and so sad. Why not let bygones be bygones? Would it be so bad if the girls recorded your songs? They've been performing them with you and they are your friends." "It's not that simple mom, those are my songs, I wrote them, they mean a lot to me and no we aren't friends anymore, Molly especially. No I will take them to court and I will fight them every inch of the way." She held me tight and purred, "Honey if you do you will lose that girl, she loves you we all know it, but if you push this you will lose her for good." "Yeah well if she loved me, she would be on my side, not theirs." "Honey she thinks she's doing the right thing letting people hear them. She is doing it for you as well, she wants people to hear your songs. She wants the world to take notice, regardless of what happened she is damn proud of you." I chuckled evilly. "Oh don't you worry mom, they will take notice all right. Sorry but I have to leave tomorrow, I have work to do." "Honey please don't act out of malice, your Pa always said think before you act. Think about your actions, don't wreck your chances at love." "There will be no reconciliation mom, we are done and dusted." She just held me as we rocked back and forth her warm loving embrace at least taking away some of the pain. On the drive back to Lawrence I started to formulate a plan. Music streaming was a new concept and the money made from it was pathetic but that was a bitter pill I would have to swallow. The first thing I had to do was record every single song properly and get them released. Fred stayed in touch, he prepared a cease and desist order and it was ready to go, but couldn't do anything until they formerly asked permission to use them. There was no option for them, they had to request permission to record or perform them in any paid environment unless they were going to try and claim ownership. I spent the week at the school using the studio recording all of the songs I didn't have decent recordings of. It meant long nights because I had to wait until the studio was free. By the end of the second week I had the new recordings mastered. Some as a soloist and some as a band with me playing all the instruments. That was going to hurt the band, their egos would be bruised if nothing else because I was more than competent and when I listened to them I smiled. Yeah they sounded every bit as good as if the Lips were playing, maybe better with two strong guitar tracks. They did have a different sound though without Mel's vocals, I didn't have her gravelly voice. Rather than copy her style the songs now had a cleaner more pitch perfect quality and I had added two layers of harmony so the vocals weren't thin. The next step was to set up my own web page, thankfully a guy who I had become friendly with helped design it and helped me with the registration. That was the first step, but at least now I had a web page and all the songs uploaded, with a pay per-view set up. Next was the other online streaming services. They were all new but I released them officially on Spotify and I tunes. Listing myself as the independent artist. OK I wasn't making a fortune from them but they were out there for the world to hear. It took only a few days after they were released before Molly rang me angry. "God damn it Marion, why did you do that, those songs belong to the band. For heaven's sake you have so many wonderful songs why couldn't you just leave the lips ones out?" I laughed. "By now you will realize that's not true, they're mine and you know it." "Marion, you're being petty and malicious, you're only doing this to get back at me, I never knew how petty and mean spirited you could be." "Mean..." I griped. "You think this is petty, wait until you see what happens if you try and use my songs." "Jesus Marion, don't be pathetic, act your damn age, you should be grateful that the songs will get out to a wider audience." I hung up cutting her off. My days were filled with contacting streaming services, I uploaded all the songs onto YouTube and every other portal I could find.I knew they wouldn't make a lot of money but I did pick up some advertising dollars from them which helped and I watched with joy as the watching numbers clicked over and the really nice comments they were attracting. Some I knew would hurt the band, ones like, 'SORRY WHEN THE BAND BROKE UP BUT SO GLAD TO KNOW THE SONGS ARE STILL ALIVE...THANK YOU'. As the digital popularity racked up I started to get some airplay on Student Radio and that built a little more momentum, it was all gathering nicely. OK it wasn't going to make me wealthy but it was earning money and building my solo rep. The next week the battle began in earnest. I received a legal request seeking permission to record the songs. I contacted Fred and he agreed to act on my behalf and issue the cease and desist order. That caused a furor and I got swamped with calls. Mom pleaded, well beseeched really to stop being silly and let it go. April got on board as well. She and Molly had become friendly again and even she was taking her side. Strangely it was Sue who came out on my side. Being in business she saw the value in protecting my property and even offered to help financially. Fred called to say Gloria was trying to get a court date set to clear the cease and desist order. Busking became my release, an opportunity to get away from the fight and just play music and sing, and of course it gave me spending money. That joy did take a hit and I got a huge shock. Having just finished a productive lunchtime busking session I was packing up getting ready to go home on a cold windy Wednesday afternoon. As I stood up from coiling leads and packing my guitar there was Gloria standing in front of me. "Hello Mimi, could we go somewhere and talk?" I shrugged knowing there was no escape and maybe this had to hapopen. "Yeah, there?s a coffee house around the corner." We sat in a little table in the window. "Mimi, I was hoping that we could settle our differences amicably, eliminate the lawyers." She snickered softly. "I don?t want to bankrupt you." Sipping my piping hot latte, I muttered, "Don?t worry about that Gloria, I?m prepared and I do have a lot of financial support." When she gave me a quizzical confused look I added, "There are a lot of people who don?t like the way the music industry treats artists. Some very big names have got on board, you might be shocked if we ever go to court." Yeah I was bluffing but she didn?t know it. She grimaced. "Marion this has all got a bit silly don?t you think? This has grown out of all proportion. Sugar those songs are associated with the band and now there is confusion. This isn?t going to win a lot of friends for anyone." "Sorry but I think the confusion will die down as the world comes to understand those songs are mine, you left me no option, you didn?t even ask you just assumed and that irked me." She nodded. "Accepted...we should have talked to you, we wanted to but you made that very difficult by cutting off lines off all lines of communication. Molly has tried and tried." I shrugged. "I didn?t feel like I had an option. Yes, we played them when I was in the band, but I never expected you to just take them." "We aren?t taking them," she said holding up her hands to express quotation marks to highlight her view. "Sugar we are happy to pay you royalties and acknowledge you as the writer. Just about every great songwriter has their work covered, it?s what happens." "I can live with that and if you had approached me and asked me rather than me hearing that you were doing it at a family dinner." "Yes, honey I agree, we didn?t handle it well. We should have asked you?re right, but in our defense I think everybody just assumed because of your relationship with the band you would want good things for them and would be happy about it." "Well you assumed wrong. Now I am angry." She sighed. "I am sorry you feel that way, we didn?t do it to hurt or make light of your input or achievement. What I want is to find a way past this." I shrugged. "Well I guess now it?s in the hands of the courts." "What if I offered you a financial incentive to pull your lawsuit? I could offer you a fairly attractive financial proposition to allow us the use of the songs." "The answer is no, I?m not interested!" I felt my voice waver, if only she wasn?t so damn attractive... and in reality I sort of felt bad, it was petty I knew that, but now I had my toes dug in the sand and I wasn?t backing down. "Mimi we both know this is because of what happened between Molly and me. All I ask is you let it go for the sake of your relationship. I am really worried about her and this can?t be easy on you either? It must be causing you a lot of anxiety as well?" "Yeah, you?re right it is, seeing somebody try and steal my property is very hard to take." She chuckled offhandedly. "Nobody is stealing anything, you will be listed as the songwriter, you will receive royalties. It?s a win, win for you. You?ll get publicity, promotion and it will make your own recordings sell better." "That may be true but I don?t want to see my works butchered. I love those songs and I will protect them with everything I have." "Butchered...for heaven?s sake, they are using your arrangements, they will be played the way you recorded them yourself." I laughed back at her. "They will sound completely different. I have heard your new guitar player and I don?t think I am going to like his take on them." She sipped her coffee quietly staring at me. "Your relationship with Molly is going to suffer irreparable damage if you keep going down this track, you might not believe me when I say this but she loves you." Between sips she stared into my eyes and added, "What?s more...I think you know it." "She might love me in some weird twisted way but it didn?t stop her from opening her legs for you did it?" I watched her face darken as my insult sank in, through tightly gritted teeth she sniped, "I didn?t come here to fight with you Mimi, I was hoping we could approach this in a grown up civilized manner without name calling or nastiness." "Sorry Gloria but surely you didn?t expect me to sit here staring across at you after everything that?s happened between us and play nice, you stole my girlfriend, we were engaged for gods sake." "Mimi, I didn?t steal her, what happened between Molly and me was just a casual thing." She smiled nervously her mouth twitching. "Honey nothing aside from a little flirting happened that night, I just wanted to borrow her. Think of her as your favorite album, you love it with all your heart but there?s no harm in sharing it with a friend." "That maybe so and maybe I would share it with a friend but you wouldn?t loan it to somebody you didn?t trust, or didn?t like." Frustrated and Exasperated she sighed. "Alright...if we can?t do this the friendly way, let?s go back to talking money...how much will it cost me to get you to drop this silly law suit." "For an intelligent savvy business woman, you are very na?ve. This isn?t about money, I have already had great offers. This isn?t just about money, God damn it Gloria if it was just money I would have accepted one of the offers from major labels who have been chasing me, If it was just money I would have just accepted their very generous offers. That?s not what this fight is about...I don?t care about the money but I do care about the songs." "The songs my ass," she mumbled. "This is all about you seeking misguided revenge...retribution all you want is to hurt Molly and me." I shrugged. "Whatever, all that matters is they are mine and you can?t have them." "I can?t believe how malicious you are being, think about the girls in the band, they are your friends, you are hurting them for no reason. What did they ever do to you? Everybody already associates those songs with the band." "Sorry, the girls made their choice when they decided to ignore my concerns and accept your offer." She stood up quickly. "Molly was right, I think you?re behaving like a spoilt brat. I think you?re angry with the world and taking it out on the band and Molly. Me I don?t care, if the band fails, I lose nothing, the world is full of talented musicians. Believe me or not I am trying to help everybody here." I growled quietly, "Spoilt brat I might be, but I know right from wrong and you are in the wrong and you know it or we wouldn?t be having this conversation would we." She stormed out leaving me sitting with my coffee muttering under my breath. That night in less than an hour I wrote a new song titled burning bridges which was about manipulative managers and record executives and being ripped off. It took me only a week to record it and get it ready for release. Following it?s release I received numerous requests from several notable artists who wanted to record it as well. It gave me great pleasure to release my permission. Fred warned me that the fight could get expensive and it worried me how I would fund it. So it was with some dismay and delight that I took a call from Fred and he told me Gloria dropped her action to get the cease and desist order lifted. My songs were safe. The lips obviously decided to go their own way with their own songs. The funny thing, without the fight fueling my anger I suddenly I felt empty. I realized I had done a pretty good job of burning my own bridges as well. I felt bad about how things went with Gloria, I had never stood up to another human being in my life, I always shied away from confrontation. It was time to get my life in order, sitting around moping wasn?t getting me anywhere I didn?t know what I wanted, that was the big thing, while I was in the band I figured that was going to be it, then it was school and now there was nothing but a huge void. Living here held way too many memories and the more I thought about it the more I knew I had to get out of here, travel it was going to be. Strangely once I had made that decision it all became easy. I sold the wagon and brought a van, not a proper motor home but big enough to travel and sleep in. I sold all the stuff I wasn?t using and spend a couple of days to pack all my music gear in the van in such a way that I could get to it and use it. With the furniture and stuff sold I hit the road heading west. Well south first, down to Oklahoma City. I spent a couple of days there busking and got a gig at a local bar. From there it was west to Amarillo, another day busking and a gig at a coffee house before heading on to Albuquerque. I was getting the great American education meeting all sorts of people and the good news was out here nobody knew me, nobody knew I wasn?t actually a girl. It got a bit tricky busking I got hit on by tons of guys, some didn?t take my rebuttals that well and it actually scared me. Guess it was all part of the learning experience. The next leg was south down to El Paso. From there it was Tucson, Phoenix, and Flagstaff. From there it was up to the Grand Canyon where I spent a week playing tourist, doing nothing but drive around taking photos and sitting on rocks playing guitar. With the awesomeness of the Grand Canyon behind me it was off to Las Vegas. I spent a week in Las Vegas just washing the dust out of my pores. I got a couple of small gigs at coffee houses and bars, enough to fill the gas tank and get food for the trip ahead. Rolling into LA took forever, man it?s a big place, so spread-out it goes on for miles. It was a warm day the Santa Ana winds were blowing as I cruised into town. I remembered our first visit here, what a trip that was, not this time, now I would be living in my van. Finding a burger joint I got a bite to eat before thinking about what to do next. Of course, in LA you?re never far from the beach so a cruise along the waterfront found me a cool spot to park up and get some sleep. I was woken the next day with a call from Mom. The call was twofold, first to find out where I was and secondly to give me a severe talking to about not calling more regularly. As we talked, she made me recommit to my promise to be home for her wedding day. It became clear as I got used to being in LA that the two best busking spots were Venice Beach and the Santa Monica Pier. The problem being the sheer number of buskers, the talent was unreal. If I was going to make any money here I would have to be good. The first day I couldn?t even get a spot, the next day I got up early and found a good spot but it was hot. I was clever enough to realise that I needed to make a statement and I did that with clothes, The Lip?s gimmick was sleazy skimpy costumes and I decided that would be me as well. Venice beach is full of wacky entertainers and buskers so I needed to fit in or be better. For the day I chose the shortest little leather mini skirt, matched with fishnet stocking and black stilettos with leather straps that wound around my ankles. The fact my garter belt straps were clearly visible added a little sexuality to it. For a top I went back to my old favorite Rolling Stones T-shirt knotted at the front right up under my bra. My makeup was slutty with heavy mascara and long lashes. A lot of people just walked on past. In Lawrence or many of the towns I had busked in it was a bit of a novelty and there wasn?t a lot of competition but here holy shit. I had to play and sing my ass off but by the end of the day I had made enough to keep me going. Having CD?s to sell was my savior, I only had to sell ten and I could live for a few days. It didn?t take long to make some friends on the circuit and get to know how it worked here, the best spots and who to look out for. Being a girl in this environment was a bit daunting as some of the people were pretty scary especially at Venice beach. It was in the second week when I had gathered a cool little audience and I was dancing and singing my heart out when I caught a glimpse of a really cute girl who started to dance like a spaced out fairy. As I played she danced with me she was amazing as she spiraled and twirled not caring about anything but dancing. When I finished the song she walked right up to me and planted a big wet kiss on my lips. She smiled coyly as she walked back into the crowd and I slipped into another song. That day was remarkable, I made more in that three hours than I had in the previous two days. I marked that spot for the next day and this time the crowd was bigger and the dancing girl was back. I kept the up tempo numbers going and I danced with her, just like I used to with Jas, the two of us toe to toe. That thought brought back fond memories, but then sad ones as well. I got up on tip toe and we danced like crazy sprites as she wasn?t much bigger than me. The crowd clapped along and a couple who had been there yesterday sang along. It was hot and sweaty as we sprang, bounced and swirled around She smiled the sweetest coquettish teasing smile and pushed right up into my face her sexy ass swaying and jiggling as she bounced along and that?s when the crowd went mad and suddenly there were dancing spinning people everywhere. It went on and on, I was scared to stop and lose the moment but a cop came along and broke up some of the crowd to a chorus of boos. Thankfully as he cleared the sidewalk he slipped away to leave us to it. As I packed up my gear the sexy dancing elf walked up and purred, "Hey there guitar girl." I grinned. "Hey to you as well my dancing queen, so you like to dance huh?" Wriggling her ass she chirped cheekily, "Yeah when the music?s good." As we talked a guy approached me and without any preamble or beating around the bush asked, "Hey girl, I?m Bill. Would you be keen on a gig tonight?" I nodded. "Yeah, maybe how much?" "Three fifty for two hours. You would be opening for another act...I had a cancelation, I think you would be perfect." He handed me his card which had the clubs address on it. We shook hands before he sped off on his skateboard. My little dancer had wandered off so I started walking back to the van, I was Just about there a little voice whispered in my ear, "Hi gorgeous." I turned to see the little elfin dancer who had helped me stir up the crowd. "Hey to you my dancing queen." She had a big smile and fell into stride beside me. "Where are you going?" "A swim." "Oh, that sounds good, it is hot." "Not surprised after all that dancing." As I got to the van and tossed my guitar in she poked her nose in. "Are you living in here or something?" "Yep, sure am." I tried to sound proud rather than embarrassed which is how I really felt. I grabbed a couple of towels and headed for the ocean with her hot on my tail. I loved to swim but I worried about wearing swim suits because of my dick showing. I still felt subconscious about people knowing about my sexuality, I liked that most people thought I was just a boyish chick. I longed to be able to wear a bikini or at least a one piece that didn?t have to have an attached skirt around the waist to hide my bulge. Recently I had been contemplating the future and whether I should go for the whole sex change because I loved my female persona. The only thing holding me back was sex, I loved sex and I worried that with the full slice and dice I might lose sensation and lose the enjoyment of sex. Reading and researching showed that there were plenty of cases where the person undergoing the operation wasn?t happy with the outcome. I didn?t have the desperate desire to be a woman as such I just liked to look like a woman without judgement or ridicule... Anyway today I didn?t care. I didn?t hang around I just stripped off my shoes and walked straight out into the water, the cropped T I was wearing glued to my skin the cold water causing my nipples to harden and like bullets they stood proud and firm and the skirt floated hiding my secret. I dived under the water and when I stood up there was my dancing queen right beside me. As I stood up wiping the water from my face she walked up pressing her body up against me, her salty lips parted and we shared a sweet little kiss. Her arms wound around my neck and she held on tight her tongue slipping inside my open lips. Her writhing wriggling body pressed tight and as her legs wrapped around my waist and I took her weight I thought I better warn her that there was more on offer than she was probably expecting. "Little dancer, I have a confession to make before we take this any further." She laughed. "I know who you are silly, I recognized my favorite singer straight away. I saw you guys the night you won battle of the bands, my name is Kim." When I just stared at her she added, "I have followed you ever since, I was stunned seeing you playing there on the sidewalk, I couldn?t believe my luck. My favorite singer in the world right there..." As she held on tight and we were washed around to and fro by the waves and tide she muttered, "I was so sad when you guys broke up. The new guy is a tool" After our swim we walked back to the van and I dug out a couple of cokes. We sat there watching the sun set out over the ocean. As the sun set, we shared slightly longer kisses until we were locked together and her boobs were mashed up against mine and our tongues were so tightly tangled it was hard to figure out where hers started and mine finished. Her hand which had been rubbing my leg up under my skirt moved higher until she cupped my balls in her hot little hand. My hands were drawn to her perky little tits, it was apparent from when she dived in the water she wasn?t wearing a bra and her nipples now prodded the palms of my hands as I rubbed and massaged them growing more solid and strong with every pinch and twist. "Oh yes, I like that," she purred. Her hand moved from fondling my pulsing balls to encircle my now raging erection, Giggling I whispered, "If you want that then we better shut the door." She clambered back inside and I rolled the door closed. As I turned, she grabbed my skirt and tugged trying to rip it off. In less time than it takes to yell lickety split we were both naked, she reminded me so much of Jas, her tight body with perfect skin although hers was more dusky tan than porcelain white except for the patches covering her tits. We fell back into an embrace laid out on the mattress in the back our mouths glued together, our tongues frantic. My cock stood tall and proud as her fingers squeezed and stroked mine slipped between her legs finding her pouty sexy little pussy already open and throbbing in swollen excitement. Her legs fell open as my fingers found the puffy entrance to her slippery slit, her slick juices already coating the protruding inner lips. "Oh yes baby I?m ready." I let my lips slide from hers sinking down her dewy fresh salty skin kissing my way to those gorgeous pointy tits and her nipples. I had never seen such long thick rubbery nipples and took great pleasure in sucking them deep into my mouth, nuzzling and sucking as her purring moans serenaded me, "Oh god, hmmmmm yes, yes, yes." Having my fill of her boobs I slid my tongue down over her cute little tummy button and then down lower my fingers replaced by my tongue sliding up and down her slit. Her squirming wriggling giggly body wrapped around me as I sunk my probing tongue in and out of her gasping pussy. "Ooooh, hhhhmmmmm god yes, so good." In and out my tongue probed her clit bouncing off my nose as I licked her slit, nibbled her fleshy lips and when I slid my wide open mouth over her clit and sucked it she flew into overdrive, her hips thrust wildly pumping and jerking uncontrollably as I sucked her juices, her clit, her fleshy lips. I plunged my fingers into her palpating hole as the juice flowed down her crack into her ass and I let my hand slide down and slipped my index finger into her starfish. I thought she might react badly but quite the opposite. "Oh yes, do it push it in." It slid in easily lubed by the copious slippery juice flowing freely from her gasping hole. I pumped it in a few times enjoying the feel of her ass clenching tightly clamping my finger trying to suck it back in as I pulled it out. I pumped slowly fucking her cute little ass and pussy at the same time whilst my mouth worked over her clit my tongue flicking and my mouth sucking. The guttural growling moans and her shuddering thrashing body announced her orgasm. Her eyes were shut tight her head thrown right back as the final spasm clutched tightly on my fingers trying to trap them inside. I crawled up beside her and she kissed me. "God don?t stop now, I need you to fuck me." Fuck her I did, my cock slid in easily her hole open and inviting. She wrapped me in her body her arms tightly around my neck, her legs around my waist as I fucked her furiously. In and out faster and faster I jack hammered her succulent body, I could feel the van rocking and I remembered that old saying about not knocking if the van was rocking because we were parked in a public parking lot. As I pounded her receptive greasy slit her mouth clamped over mine I thought, "Oh shit...no condom." That thought fueled a sudden desire to cum but she was a little behind me and I tried thinking, cauliflower, cabbage, anything to slow the burning desire. It began quickly her panting quickened and her hips bounced under me as she pushed back grunting ferociously. "Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes oh fuck yes. The moment her fingernails clawed my back I spurted deep into her quivering trembling pussy. As we lay side by side she giggled. "Oh god, that was so nice." "I?m sorry, I didn?t think about a condom." She snuggled close. "God I don?t care, I?m on the pill." It was far too hot in the van, we pulled on some clothes and flung open the doors. Kim whispered, "Something to eat would be nice." I nodded and we wandered along till we came upon a little burger joint and we sat in the window. As we ate we talked, "So why did you leave the band?" I shrugged a mouth full of burger. "It?s a long story but the short version is, Molly the band manager and I were a couple but she cheated on me and the band refused to support me. So I quit." She sighed. "Wow that?s sad, you guys all seemed so close." I nodded in agreement. "Yeah we were, but I guess all bands go through this stuff and maybe we were to close, you know...maybe if we weren?t such good friends it would have been easier?" "It must be like divorce, or losing a family member," she muttered. "It must have hurt them as well?" I changed the subject and we ended up at a bar having a few drinks and then dancing for a bit. As the weeks drifted by Kim and I became quite close, she was a breath of fresh air and good fun, a bit flaky maybe but just what I needed. Over the next month I started to make a real impression around LA, I started to get regular gigs, good ones and I made money. The thing about LA is the music scene is huge, it makes Lawrence seem invisible. The alternative scene is big as well although now more than ever it supports pop music more than how I described myself as, maybe alt country rock. Still the gigs were getting bigger and I was slowly getting recognized. Mom called regularly wanting updates and she made it perfectly clear that my attendance at her wedding was non-negotiable. She didn?t have to really because there was no way I was going to miss it. Having regular gigs meant no free time, I had gigs booked months in advance. So to travel back to Dodge meant it would have to be a quick trip...no road trip this time. The only way I could make it work was fly and the visit would have to be short, a week at the most. When I started searching online it became obvious that flying to Kansas City made more sense, at least they took jets and the flight was half the time and it was cheaper. That meant either a rental car or a call to April to see if I could get a ride with her. I chose April, it would be nice to catch up with her and Sandy. She didn?t hesitate and so the deal was done, I planned to fly to KC and stay the night with her and Sandy and then we would drive to Dodge the next day. It arrived quickly, and I was quite sad to leave Kim behind, I was so tempted to invite her but staying at April?s I thought better of it. I guess I had developed an ego, I wanted to look good. I chose the coolest sexy little striped pink mini dress. The stripes were vertical and narrowed at the waist to imply the shape. Yes I had to wear my corset, although rather than the lace up I went for the tight elastic figure forming one. The dress with the black stipes was so figure hugging at least to the hips would show every line underneath. I didn?t need to wear a bra the corset actually provided support enough but with a low cut bodice I wanted the black frilly lace trimmed bra to show. My hair was now long and lighter because of the sun, I had highlights the day before the trip and for the first time I curled my hair, a light perm that gave wave rather than curls. The hem finished mid-thigh so I went for pantyhose with a silky glittery finish. Of course heels, one of the most wonderful things I enjoyed were heels. The moment I slip them on I feel so much more like the woman I am trying to be and they feel sexy. Let?s face it my legs are my best feature and of course the way they make my ass pop is a bonus. Parading around in front of the mirror I was very pleased with the look. I felt sexy and that helps. The flight landed early morning in KC and Sandy and April met me at the terminal. There were the usual hugs and kisses although April piled on the flattery. "Jeez Marion...damn girl you look pretty." Sandy giggled in her sexy teasing little voice, "Hhhhmmmmm oh yeah good enough to eat." April gave her a playful punch and snapped, "Hey...careful, don?t make me mad!" Sandy smiled coyly. "Sorry babe, but Mi you do look sensational, I love the curls," she whispered as she ran her fingers through my hair. "And the highlights, all very Californian I suppose." April interrupted her compliments, with a quick apology, "Sorry to drop it on you but Mom asked if we could go today...it means a long day for you though." She was right it was going to make it a long day but I preferred the idea of being home at moms than staying with April and Sandy, yes things had been good between us recently but, still there was that little bit of tension, especially between Sandy and me, the little flattering compliments were the most we had spoken in a long time. Since the breakup she never seemed comfortable around me, I put it down to her conscience and guilt. They had already packed and their cases were in the trunk so once mine were stashed in as well we were on our way. When April took the turn off to Lawrence I had to ask, "Why are we going this way?" There was a quick exchange of glances between Sandy and April before she answered, "Sorry to spring it on you but we are picking up Molly." "Ah fuck, why didn?t you tell me? God damn it I would have got a rental car." "Don?t be an idiot, that?s why we didn?t tell you. Look dumb ass, she misses you, she wants to get back together with you and we thought this trip would be a good start, you know a chance for you to both talk." "God damn it, when are you people going to stop meddling in my life. There is no going back for us, we are done and dusted. Now we have a four hour uncomfortable trip to look forward to. Fuck you April, now I?m pissed!" She sighed. "Sorry little bro, I thought I was doing the right thing." "Well you?re not, oh well this is going to be painful and it?s all on you so don?t complain." As we pulled up outside Molly?s place April called her and she came down carrying her bags. April and Sandy jumped out to help her and they all shared a hug. There were lots of whispers before she slipped in the back beside me. She smiled brightly. "Hey Mi, how are you?" I shrugged coldly. "Fine." I turned to look out the window. April pulled out and we were on our way. Molly tried to start conversation but I ignored her attempts. April and then Sandy picked up the slack and the conversation was just between the three of them. April tried to bring me in but I ignored her as well. A cold silence settled over the car to ease it Sandy turned on the stereo. Molly tried several more times to drag me into conversation but my cold- shoulder treatment put a stop to it until we reached Emporia and Sandy needed a toilet stop. April went with her leaving Molly and me alone. She took her chance to remonstrate loudly. "OK Mi how long is this shit going to last? Are you going to just ignore me the whole way?" Giving her a cold stare I grumbled, "This wasn?t my idea, I assume you were part of their plan but I wasn?t. I?m sorry but I don?t want to talk to you. Being stuck in here with you for the rest of the day wasn?t something I wanted, so give me a break and give me some space." Snappily she hissed, "Why can?t we put the past behind us at least be friends again?" "Because you ripped out my heart and threw it away. Just shut up and let me have some peace for the rest of this fucking nightmare trip." She sighed. "I?m sorry you feel that way, I had hoped you might have grown up a little and we could put what happened behind us." "Well I can?t." I could see Sandy and April staring at us, I think they realized we weren?t talking and came back. The atmosphere in the car was cold and silent my sulky behavior contaminating everyone. Thankfully my tiredness caught up with me and I curled up against the door and went to sleep. I only woke up when we pulled into moms. She came scurrying out and April and her fell into a big hug, she moved on to Sandy and as Molly got out before me mom grabbed her giving her the biggest hug of all. When she felt Molly?s tears she consoled her with soft words, "There, there sweetheart, it can?t be that bad." I climbed out and Molly slipped into April?s arms as Mom gave me a hug. "What in heavens name happened? Why is Molly crying like that?" She whispered. "Nice to see you to mom." She gave me a final squeeze finishing with a shake. "I don?t understand you sometimes Marion, for heaven?s sake you have developed a very nasty streak and I don?t like it. I don?t care what happened in the past, when you are in my house you will behave and be polite." April popped the trunk and we all got out our bags and headed inside. I carried my bags into my room and flopped on the bed. The whole thing vexed the hell out of me. Laying there I was dragged out of my sleepy sulk by mom knocking on my door. "I?m sorry Marion, the car trip seemed like such a good idea. We all thought you might have let the past go. I know you are angry but I know deep down inside you still love that girl and I?m damn sure she loves you. Please honey talk to me, explain what happened." I didn?t really want to talk to mom about this but the truth is I needed to talk to somebody. "OK mom, here it is Molly wanted to be able to have sex with whoever and whenever she wanted and I was just supposed to accept it, does that sound like love to you?" I couldn?t help it I broke into tears and they flowed freely in an unstoppable river. "Oh sweetheart, I can?t believe that, perhaps you got the wrong idea about what happened." "Mom she sees things differently to me, she sees our relationship as some sort of revolving door, just like when she cheated with April." The thought of it made me shiver and she hugged me tighter. "Honey there has to be a misunderstanding, if I got her to come in here could we all talk?" That made me laugh. "Mom I don?t think you want to get into this with us...it won?t be pleasant, I don?t think she will be honest with you anyway, she will be too embarrassed." "Can we at least try, please sweetheart." "Yeah OK, but I warn you it won?t be pleasant." She walked out and walked in with Molly moments later. It was obvious Molly had been crying as well. Mom sat us both down on the bed with Molly on one side and me on the other. "Alright you two we need to sort this out so you can at least be friends. Marion can you explain to me why you are so angry?" "I?m angry because Molly cheated with Gloria and wants an open relationship." Mom winced hearing my words and she winced before asking hesitantly, "Is...is...is that right Molly?" Molly sobbed. "No, I never cheated with Gloria, OK we probably went too far flirting but I never cheated." I saw mom suck in a big breath looking for courage before she asked, "What about Marion?s other concerns about the future?" Molly broke down again and I could see how conflicted she was. She glanced at me and then mom before mom added, "It?s alright sweetheart, I won?t judge you, this is not about embarrassing anyone, I just want to see you find some peace." Molly nodded. "Well Mi is right in some ways, I do like the idea of us being open with other people, but I would never cheat, I promise Mi, I would never cheat on you." Shaking my head, I grumbled, "Yeah well you see cheating differently to me. You told me yourself you kissed Gloria and you talked about going to bed together." I glanced at mom. "What do you think mom does that qualify as cheating to you?" She blushed and she was embarrassed. "I don?t know honey, what I can say is I wouldn?t be happy if Fred kissed another woman." I nodded. "Thanks mom, that?s the way I see it as well." Molly gritted her teeth. "Mi I told you before we got together what I like and I think it?s possible to love somebody and have sex with somebody else. I promised you I would never touch another man, but girls are different and Gloria didn?t want to just sleep with me, she wanted to sleep with both of us." I thought mom was going to choke as the words tumbled out of Molly?s mouth, "Oh my lord, you?re not serious, are you?" Molly nodded hesitantly, guiltily and with a growing embarrassment. "Mom things are different for girls, a lot of us like casual sex, we are always careful, and it only works if nobody gets hurt." Molly turned to me and lifted my hand. "Mi I had no intention of sleeping with Gloria, yes I enjoyed the flirting but I wasn?t going to sleep with her, not unless you were OK with it. When she asked me I said only if you were OK with it." "But you know I?m not, I mean... we talked about this after what happened with April I thought you understood." "No not really, lots of things happened since then and we have both grown and learned a lot about each other. Gloria is a very attractive woman who pushed my buttons and I got excited and I hoped you would feel the same way when you met her." "Well you got that wrong she is a cold calculating skank. Anybody who thinks it?s OK to cheat with a person in a committed relationship is a bitch." "Mi maybe you don?t see it, without being nasty. Gloria is actually really nice. I think the reason we get on so well is...she is like me, when we met, we clicked and she saw that I was open to the conversation, but that?s all it was. That night nothing happened, we kissed but all the girls kissed her, it wasn?t out of control. When the girls left, I went back to our room. I was never alone with her." "It doesn?t matter Molly, I don?t want a relationship like that because one day after me saying no for the hundredth time you are going to get bored and do it anyway, just like you did with April." She sobbed. "No you?re wrong Mi, I love you and I would never get bored with you." "Yeah then why look for other partners? Why am I not enough for you?" "You are babe, you are, I love you, I love our relationship, but I enjoy sex and personally I don?t see the harm in sharing that part of our relationship with others so long as we both like them." The room went silent, mom was shocked and didn?t know what to say. She stared blankly at me wondering how to rescue the situation. Eventually she muttered, "Can you at least try to be friends, I would like you to at least be able to be in the same room together without fighting." Molly nodded. "I desperately want my girlfriend back but if friends are all we can be I will take that." Mom gazed at me. "Honey you found a way to forgive April and I was so proud of you for doing that. Couldn?t this be the same?" I shrugged. "Maybe in time, but not yet, Molly, all I want to do at the moment is hurt you." She sniffled. "Then do it, slap me, punch me I don?t care if it helps, I will take it." Mom grabbed her tightly. "Not in this house, no child of mine is hitting anybody." I sighed. "Relax mom, just because I feel like it doesn?t mean I would do it." Mom lifted Molly?s hand and pulled her towards the door. "Come on sweetheart I think we should leave Marion for a bit." They disappeared closing the door behind them. It was an hour later when Sandy poked her head in the door calling me out for dinner. The table was already set and everybody was seated and piling their plates with food. I did likewise and that?s when the conversation started, mom asked what I had been doing out in LA. I explained about the gigs and the busking. Bev asked, "Don?t you miss the big stage?" I shrugged. "Yeah I suppose so, but playing solo is pretty awesome, not relying on anybody else and there?s nowhere to hide when I make mistakes. That can be quite confronting." April asked, "What about money...surely busking doesn?t make that much?" I chuckled. "I?m not just busking you know, I play about three gigs a week, granted they don?t pay a lot and they won?t make me a millionaire but I make enough to live." "But don?t you miss the dynamism of playing with the band, it must get lonely on stage by yourself?" "Yeah, I would be lying if I said anything else, I loved being in the band but this is cool as well. The girls didn?t like the songs I was writing before the breakup." Molly quickly interrupted, "No you?re wrong babe, we all loved those new songs we just knew they wouldn?t work for the band, it wasn?t that we didn?t like them." Mom asked, "What about you Molly sweetie, what are you doing?" "Well I?m managing a few bands, organizing gigs and stuff, plus I have been over in LA as well, that?s where the girls are recording their album," she gushed. "Sounds like you?re enjoying it?" Bev asked. "Yeah it?s cool, nice to be taken seriously, I?m really grateful to Gloria she saw pst the fact I don?t have a degree or anything and gave me a chance." "How is the recording going?" Sandy muttered. "If I am being honest, it?s terrible. The new guy is a good player but he doesn?t have a feel for the music and his vocals don?t suit." Bev snipped, "Then why are you using him?" "Because we are already in the middle of booking a major tour and Gloria wants to take the band international but it has to be on the back of promoting the album, but god it?s so had with Wayne and Mel, jeez they fight like cats and dogs." Conversation turned quickly to the wedding and preparation. Mom explained she didn?t want anything to much, just a simple church wedding. Turns out she wanted me to walk her down the aisle, Bev, Sue, April, Sandy and Molly were to be bridesmaids, their dresses were already made. Just like when we were kids the girls started interrupting and talking over each other, it got so loud mom had to screech to be heard as she told them to shut up. The table went silent for a split second before the hub bub started afresh. In the end mom gave up and they talked themselves hoarse. Like old times Sue landed me with the dishes although Sandy and Molly stayed to give me a hand. Sandy asked, "What are you going to wear Marion?" I shrugged. "I don?t know, I wasn?t expecting this?" She suggested with a big smile, "We could go shopping tomorrow if you like." I nodded. "Yeah that would be cool, it will have to be early though." Molly chirped in, "Could I come?" Before I could answer Sandy said, "Yeah that would be cool, we could make it a real girl?s day out." Molly glared at me with pleading eyes. "Would that be alright?" "Yeah I suppose," I mumbled indifferently with mom?s glare burning into the back of my head. The house was full that night, April and Sandy in one room and Sue and Molly in the other. It was just like old times, the walls in our house were as thin as paper and Sue and Molly were in the room next to me. I could hear them giggling and chattering all night. The next day Bev turned up early and she April and Sue set about preparing the house for the party because the reception was going to be there. We pulled up in town and Sandy almost dragged us into the best clothes boutique in town, the Maurice. She burst into the shop and the girl serving behind the counter shrieked in shock almost sprinting out to grab Sandy and drag her into a swirling embrace. Molly and I were forgotten as they hugged and bounced around. Sandy eventually introduced us to Annie explaining we were looking for something for me to wear to walk mom down the aisle. It was a bit embarrassing, this was my home town as well and Annie kept staring at me as she showed us some possibilities. Her and Sandy chattered away madly but her gaze kept coming back to me and eventually she ran out of patience and asked, Marion...is that you...?" Here we go I thought, "Yeah sure is Annie." "Holy shit, I heard you had a sex change but shit...wow...you look good. Do you have a boyfriend?" Molly gave her a nudge. "Hey...back off sister, she?s all mine." Annie spluttered apologetically, "Gee I?m sorry, I didn?t realize, so you?re like lesbians or something?" Molly sneered viciously bringing her new hardnosed edge to the fore. "Yeah exactly like lesbians except this one has a cock!" Annie went bright red as she got all flustered and stared lamely at Sandy who came to her rescue. As we hunted through the racks Molly suggested a black dress because if it was a man, he would wear a suit. That made sense and we checked out just about everything they had in stock. Annie although nervous around me said she had something from last season out the back which might be alright. The moment I saw it I was hooked it, was perfect, long and tight fitting finishing about calf length but with a slit up the back to make movement easier. It had tight sleeves that finished just above the elbow a round neckline that showed almost no cleavage and it was plain black. It fit perfectly as well. When I did a spin in front of the mirror Sandy and Molly jammed into the fitting room to check it out. With all the giggling and clapping even Annie stuck her head in. I think as her way of saying sorry Annie sold it at a huge discount, I mean it was last season?s after all. It actually turned out to be a good day. Mom and the girls were flat out as we walked in which meant we had to all help out, thankfully I escaped the kitchen and was put on decorations. With the day winding down it was nice when Fred turned up with pizza, mom was so flustered that although she hates ordering food in she was secretly happy. Sue broke out a couple of bottles of wine and we sat around eating and drinking. That led to mom wanting to hear what songs I had written lately, I think she just wanted Fred to hear me play. We moved into the lounge with our drinks and I picked up my old acoustic guitar, the very first one mom and dad brought for me. Mom melted when I played a couple which were really about home and growing up. She loved them so much there were tears and she gripped Fred?s arm so tight I worried for his circulation. Mom listened enthralled, tears streaming down her face, even Fred had a bit of a tear in his eye. He leaned down and gave mom a quick peck on the cheek and gripped her hand when I sung my favorite, ?DAD?, he and dad had been lifelong pals. When I glanced across at Molly there were tears in her eyes as well. It was April who rushed over to give me a hug. "Wow...Marion...that was incredible." She looked around the room and mumbled, "I can?t believe our little brother is this good!" Sue chuckled. "Yeah who knew the little shit would turn out like this..." Molly sighed. "I knew, the very first time I heard him sing I knew." The wedding went off like a dream and the party afterwards was a blast. The old house rocked as we sang and danced, it was a real family moment. During the dancing Molly dragged me up and we slow danced to a couple of songs. Having her back in my arms again was bitter sweet. I loved the feel of her body against mine, it just felt right. It also highlighted I still wasn?t over her, it proved to me how much I missed her. There were moments of laughter as well, like when Sue and Molly danced together, both trying to lead and stumbling around. Sue nearly died when Molly kissed her. That did make me wonder what was going on in that damn bedroom at night though. With the wedding over it was time to hit the road. Mom and Fred were going to Florida on holiday so there was no need to hang around. The drive back was way better than the drive down. With what had transpired over the weekend we were all in a better place and we all talked freely and of course Molly asked what I was going to do now? I explained that I was going to keep pushing and see if I could make a go of it as a musician, I still wanted music to be my life. We talked about how to make it happen, she suggested taking on a manager which I said would be OK once I had better gigs and money in the bank. At the moment I couldn?t afford to split the fees with a manager. I think she was hinting she would do it but I squashed that idea before she got it out. We parted as friends although the whole fight to LA my mind was absorbed with memories of how good it felt having her back in my arms and how much I missed her.