A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 55 Fixing What s Broken Part I
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August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois
Tuesday night after dinner I was treated to another amazing display of flesh. Kenneth had joined us for dinner, and had left just before 8:00pm. He was indeed a really nice guy and I could see why Katy fell hard for him. Once he left, Elyse had suggested the sauna and that’s where I found myself amid a bevy of beautiful naked women - Elyse, Bethany, Kara, Cindi, Julia, Sofia, and Katy. Even amongst these girls, Kara still stood out. There was just something about her that gave her an edge in the beauty department. And while I felt that Bethany was mistaken when she said that she felt like ‘an old dish rag’ compared to Kara, I could see why she felt inferior. Kara was beyond stunning.
“After a year, I still find it amazing that any guy can sit in a room full of girls like this and NOT get stiff!” Cindi complained.
“I keep telling you, Tits,” Elyse teased, “that those boobs don’t help you! They don’t do anything for him!”
“Thank God!” Bethany said, nodding towards Kara. “Leaving Miss Universe here out of the equation, if Steve were a breast man, none of us could compete with Cindi.”
“Steve IS a breast man,” Elyse said. “But his idea of a perfect breast is an A-cup. I believe he said that more than a mouthful is wasted!”
All the girls laughed. Kara was actually a C-cup, but the rest of them were A or B-cups, except Cindi.
“Cindi,” I teased. “Come work for me and we’ll put those breasts to good use!”
“Hey, brains AND body is better than just brains!” Cindi laughed. “Besides, I’ll get my chance to prove my point and he’ll be forever ruined after that!”
Bethany and Elyse started laughing so hard I thought that they’d cry.
“I think you’ve got that exactly backwards!” Bethany gasped through her laughing.
“You do, Cindi” Kara said primly, causing the girls to laugh even harder.
“Nobody is THAT good!” Cindi protested.
The rest of the girls, including Julia and Katy, looked at each other and in unison said, “Steve is!”
Cindi just smirked and shook her head.
“How’s Jorge?” I asked, redirecting the conversation.
“I don’t think he’s back yet. I’ll call the dorm on Friday if I haven’t heard from him. I hope he’ll call! I’d like to see him this weekend.”
“Cindi’s horny!” Elyse teased.
“No shit, Sherlock!” Cindi laughed. “This was a boring summer!”
“Same here,” Julia said. “Two months without my fiancé stunk! Fortunately, that’s the last time!”
“Elyse, did you call your friend?” Bethany asked far too innocently.
Elyse laughed, and with a twinkle in her eye, said, “Absolutely! She’ll be here on Saturday!”
Bethany smirked and I knew the two were up to something. I just didn’t know what it was. I figured that I’d find out on Saturday because there was no way that they’d let on. I’d just let them tease me if they wanted and not react. That would drive THEM nuts instead of it being the other way around as they apparently hoped.
When we finished in the sauna, Bethany and I went up to my room and after a joint shower we too did our best to fuck each other silly until the wee hours of the morning. We finally fell asleep amidst tangled sheets and tangled bodies, both of us satisfied, sweaty and sticky.
On Wednesday morning I took a quick shower before putting on my running clothes and decided to jog half of the distance. I did so without any issues and wondered if my problems had been psychosomatic. I’d try jogging the full distance at a moderate pace on Thursday morning.
After breakfast Kara asked if I’d walk with her to her appointment with Doctor Alborg. I agreed and found myself walking hand-in-hand with yet another girl down Woodlawn towards Hyde Park Boulevard. We didn’t talk, just walked quietly to the office building where Doctor Alborg worked. I sat in the waiting room paging through the most recent Psychology Today while Kara was in with Doctor Alborg. Just under an hour later she came out and we left.
It was obvious from her face that she’d been crying, and I wondered if that was normal when she talked with Doctor Mercer. I asked her about it.
“Sometimes,” she said. “It depends on the topic. Usually it’s about how I treated you that causes it now. It used to be when I tried to talk about Joyce.”
“You and Joyce seemed to manage OK at the wedding,” I said.
“I’m OK talking to her, but I don’t know that I could ever be her friend. She betrayed my trust and that’s hard to get over, at least for me. You’ve managed it with Jennifer. And me, to an extent.”
“Love had a lot to do with that. I betrayed you and you got over it.”
“Yes, and I think for the same reason. I loved you then and I love you now. I just wish I’d been strong enough to either say ‘no’ to Joyce or to deal with what happened without leaving you.”
“What happened, happened,” I said. “Don’t dwell on it. We have a fresh start because you were strong enough to set up the Christmas Eve stuff with Melanie.”
“Is it really a fresh start?” she asked.
“I think so. We have Steve and Kara Bear together. The only thing left is Steve and Kara together bare!”
“You mean that? You’re really ready for that?”
“Kara Blanchard, I would like to make love with you as soon as we get home,” I said.
She smiled, “Forget that! I want to FUCK! I ache for you! I need you every which way possible! We can make love another time. You’re going to fuck me like it’s our last day on earth!”
I chuckled, “Well, then, let’s get home!”
We walked briskly to the house and when we got there, went straight up to my room. We came close to simply ripping each other’s clothes off, but managed, just, to not tear off any buttons. We hugged and kissed and Kara pulled me onto the bed and wrapped her legs around me.
“Fuck me hard!” she growled.
I did as she asked and Kara screamed in ecstasy when she had her first orgasm and again when she had the next three before I pushed deep into her spasming pussy and blasted jet after jet of cum into her. She didn’t release me, but held me tight and ground her clit against me giving her a final orgasm that threatened to squeeze my dick off at the root.
“Damn,” I gasped.
“Yeah,” Kara gasped. “Damn!”
She finally released me and I rolled off of her. She turned on her side and we kissed for a minute and then she broke the kiss.
“I’m going to suck you,” she declared, her voice full of desire.
She first latched onto my nipple and licked and sucked, causing waves of pleasure to flow through my body. She switched to the other nipple, and after a moment, kissed her way down my chest and stomach. Kara took my flaccid dick between her thumb and index finger and began licking our combined juices from me. It was too soon after my previous release for me to get hard right away, but Kara licked and sucked gently until I began to respond.
When I did, she took my hardening dick in her mouth and began slowly bobbing up and down. I was surprised that Kara managed to get my entire dick in her mouth, and the sensation of my glans pressing against the back of her mouth was intense. I simply let the pleasure build without trying to hold back and when Kara felt I was about to cum, she held just my glans in her mouth and sucked hard, while stroking my shaft with her hand.
“Unggghhhh!” I groaned as the first spurt of cum hit the roof of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around my glans causing the pleasure to intensify, just on the edge between pleasure and pain. I groaned deeply and Kara kept sucking and licking after my orgasm passed, to the point where I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Kara,” I gasped. “Enough!”
She released me with a ‘pop’ and slid up and French kissed me, making sure that I got a good taste of my own emissions. We kissed for a good five minutes before she released me, and we both gasped for breath.
“Damn, Kara!” I whispered.
She smiled like the cat that had eaten the canary, “Liked that, did you?”
“Yes!”
“One thing to do! I guess you need to recover first, though!”
I pulled her to me and we cuddled for about thirty minutes. Kara gently stroked me and I quickly grew hard. I reached over and got the lube and then started to get into position, with Kara on her back, so we could look each other in the eyes.
“No,” she said. “You can’t go hard enough this way!”
She rolled over and got on all fours. I quickly spread lube on my dick and on her hole. Kara growled deeply as I pressed against her until I popped inside. I began slow, gentle strokes since it had been nearly two years since we’d done this, but when I was fully inside her she encouraged me.
“As hard as you can, Steve, just start slowly.”
I did, starting with long slow strokes and building speed and using more force until a few minutes later I was holding her hips tightly and pounding in and out of her. Kara grunted with each thrust and squeezed her muscles, making it difficult for me to control my own release. Kara was furiously rubbing her clit and managed to cum just before I did, having completed the circuit that she’d demanded. I gently pulled out and went to the bathroom to wash my dick, then came back to bed with her.
“I needed that!” she exclaimed. “Next time, we can make love!”
“That was about as wild as we’ve ever been,” I said.
“I know,” Kara sighed. “And it was awesome. Thank you for an out-of-this-world fuck!”
“I’m glad we did this,” I said.
“Will you have anything left for Penny?” she giggled.
“It’s eight hours from now. I think I’ll manage. It’s Bethany who might be pissed!”
“I talked to her. She was OK with this. It’s all part of Elyse’s plan to get you out of the stupid pattern you had worked yourself into!”
“I have a sense that I’m going to be ganged-up on for my entire Senior year!” I chuckled.
“Just be you, Steve. Let everything sort itself out. When the time is right, you’ll know what you want and what you should do.”
“You’re pretty confident, Kara,” I said.
“The worst case scenario is I get fucked silly for a year and have you as a good friend for life. Who could complain about that?”
“Who are you and what did you do with Kara?” I chuckled.
She smirked, “Do you still have your toys?”
I groaned. This was an entirely new girl. My entire calculus for the future had been thrown off. My little sister was right; I needed to give Kara a chance. A real one.
“Let’s shower and get some lunch. I’m famished!” Kara said with an impish smile.
We went to the shower and I half expected her to try for a fourth time, but she was content to wash me from head to toe and for me to do the same to her. When we’d dried off and dressed, we changed the sheets on the bed and I lit my lavender candle to help chase the odor of raw sex from the room. We took the sheets downstairs and Kara put them in the washer while I started on lunch.
“I think I may have made a HUGE mistake,” Katy said, laughing, as she came into the kitchen.
“Were we that loud?” Kara asked, giggling.
“I finally put headphones on and cranked up my music! I was getting wet just listening to you two!”
Kara laughed, “You made your choice from what I hear, Katy!”
“I did. And it was the right one, even if sex with Steve is out of this world.”
I gave Katy a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek as a way of saying thanks, then went back to fixing lunch. Kara and I ate and then I took Sofia out for her driving lesson. I was happy that she didn’t say anything about my morning antics with Kara. When we finished, I worked with her on trying to parallel park. She did a halfway decent job, but ended up too far from the curb. I got into the driver’s seat and smoothly repositioned the car and Sofia shook her head.
“I’m going to need a lot of practice before I can pass that part of the test,” she said.
“We’ll get there. Just give it a few more weeks and I think you’ll be ready. Have you been studying the Rules of the Road?”
“Yes. Your signs are stupid; you do realize that, right? The entire rest of the world has standard signs that anyone can understand, even if they don’t speak the local language.”
“The Imperial System is equally stupid,” I said. “I’d kill for the metric system here.”
We headed back into the house and mercifully the girls let me spend some time alone in my office playing Ultima III. This wasn’t about avoiding them, it was about needing a break to clear my mind, and if I’d gone to the sauna I’d have had a lot of company. Playing video games, especially ones with puzzles to work out, was a good way to take my mind off other things, at least occasionally.
That evening, when Penny arrived, Alice was with her and asked to talk to me. Penny went to hang out with the girls while Alice and I went to my office to talk.
“I talked with Bart, and with Penny’s dad down in Florida. We’re OK with her spending more time with you and occasionally, and I do mean occasionally, going out with you and your friends in a group. But no alcohol, no drugs, no smoking, and no R-rated movies.”
“Well, you don’t have to worry at all about drugs or smoking, though I do occasionally smoke a pipe.”
“I meant no smoking for Penny, sorry. And no alcohol for her, either. I know you’re responsible, but she’s too young to drink. The no drugs applies to all of you. Also, except for your Wednesday computer session, no school nights. And her curfew is 10:00pm. Finally, we have to know where she is at all times.”
“Got it,” I said. “It’s close to the rules my sister had when she was fifteen.”
“Good. If you treat Penny like you treat your little sister, we’ll be just fine with her being with you.”
I almost lost it with that comment. I managed to keep from bursting out laughing, but I couldn’t hold back my comment.
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September 3, 1989, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, Sensei,” I said, bowing to Sensei Jim. “Good morning!” he said waving me to a chair in his office. “How was your trip?” I asked. “Enlightening. I spent most of my time acting as a manservant to Sensei Robert and Sensei Hiro.” “He who will lead, must first serve,” I said. “Someday, I’m going to send you to Sensei Hiro, should he live long enough. You understand.” “Does that mean you are now 6th Dan?” I...
October 29, 2000, Chicago, Illinois Birgit followed me as far as the stairs, then scooted upstairs when I went to the front door and opened it. “Hi!” Sophie said. “Hi!” I replied and held the door open so she could come into the house. I closed the door behind her then led her to my study where I waited until she went in, and then walked in, closing the door behind me. I nodded to one of the wingback chairs, she sat down in one, and I sat down in the other. “Is something wrong?” she...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I walked in the near 90°F heat to Carla’s place. I was grateful that the humidity of the morning had dropped significantly; otherwise the heat would have been unbearable. By the time I walked up the steps to the apartment over the photography studio and knocked on her door, I had broken into a light sweat. Carla answered almost immediately and invited me inside her studio apartment. The air was moderately cool, and the window air conditioner was running full...
March 13, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Steve!” Ailea said when she opened the door. “Hi,” I replied, accepting the offered hug. There was no touching of lips, just of cheeks, and I wondered if I’d misread her intentions at her birthday lunch, or if, perhaps, she detected my reluctance to return the offered affection. “Lunch is ready, so go ahead and sit. I’ll bring it in from the kitchen.” I went to the low table, sat down, and a minute later, Ailea brought miso soup and sushi, our usual...
April 3, 1997, Dallas, Texas “Remember what I said about drinking too much,” I said, as I poured bourbon into three cups. We’d stopped at a liquor store, bought a bottle of Blanton’s, and then returned to the small suite I’d reserved at the Westin. Deborah’s room was down the hall, and Krissy’s was two floors below. Krissy’s comment had caught me a bit off guard, but I hadn’t reacted visibly. I didn’t know her quite well enough to know if she’d been teasing with Deborah, so I was being...
March 28, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “This day belongs to you, Kara!” I said when the three of us woke on Thursday morning. “Happy birthday!” Jessica said. “Thanks,” Kara replied happily. “I think I’d like an amazing birthday fuck from our husband, and then a nice loving shower with my wife!” Kara said. “Do we have enough time?” I asked. Jessica giggled, “I set the alarm for thirty minutes earlier!” “Then let’s not waste any of it!” I said pulling Kara to me. Kara’s squeals as I plunged...
September 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois On Monday morning I went to my study to make a surreptitious call to ensure that the surprise I’d planned for Kara was still going to happen, and after confirming that it was, Jesse, Matthew, Michael, and I began preparing for the Labor Day party by getting beer and soda into coolers, getting the grill ready, setting up tables and chairs in the backyard, and ensuring the liquor cabinets were stocked while my wives and daughters worked on food prep in the...
September 1, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “I heard that you have some kind of plan to help Ed,” I said to Connie. “There’s no plan,” she replied. “A witness who saw the shopkeeper alive after Ed left came forward.” That sounded convenient, and I wondered if the witness was real or someone that Anthony had put forward to solve the problem. Certainly, the videotape was real, because I couldn’t imagine how Anthony could have faked that, but the witness? Who knew? “So is he being released? Or is...
August 17, 1997, Chicago, Illinois We finished lunch and Marissa and the younger kids went to play, but Natalie sat with the adults to talk, with coffee, tea, or soft drinks. The Sarcus were very comfortable, but the Heaths were still struggling. But, vitally, they hadn’t left and hadn’t insisted Natalie leave the group. “Can you explain how you developed this attitude and approach?” Chris asked. I nodded, “It started when I was just a bit younger than Natalie. My mom was a total control...
July 1979 — Falkenberg, Sweden On Friday, when I got back from my run, Pam was in her bra and panties again. I whistled at her, she giggled, then finished dressing. I showered, and we went to breakfast and finished up our last day. Once class was done, we were pretty much free. On Saturday, we’d have several optional activities and then on Sunday we’d head back to our host families. After dinner on Friday, I took Pam’s hand and we walked towards the river. It was quiet and peaceful, and...
July 3, 1996, Chicago, Illinois I blinked several times and took a breath before responding. It didn’t help. The best I could do was contain my visceral reaction at her completely out-of-line request and her wrong-headed assumptions when she had NO idea what had happened in my life the previous eight months. “What makes you think you can make that request after refusing to talk to me for nearly eight months? And equally importantly, without explaining Alexi? And without giving me the first...
July 1980, Over the North Atlantic We reached cruising altitude, and I settled back to read my book. Pam raised the armrest between us, snuggled close to me and read as well. The cabin crew offered drinks, and I had my first Coke in a year! Meal service began about an hour and a half into the flight. After the cabin crew picked up the trays and offered drinks again, they passed once more, offering headsets for the movie. Trevor and Maria took them, but Pam and I didn’t, instead we turned on...
July 8, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “Is it really that surprising?” Leah asked. “I suppose not,” I replied. “I just didn’t read too much into the kiss on the cheek.” “I didn’t think it was a good idea to kiss you on the lips with all those people around, because I had no idea who they were or what they would think. You were VERY careful with our dance, so I kind of followed your lead.” Which showed very mature thinking on her part. Both of these girls were exactly the kind of students I...
November 8, 1993, Chicago, Illinois A dark fog swirled before my eyes as I tried to take stock. My head hurt, badly. I felt something on my face and realized, dimly, it was an oxygen mask. My right hand was uncomfortable and I recognized the feeling of an IV and pulse-oximeter. My left arm ached fiercely. On my chest I felt the pads and wires of an EKG. I didn’t feel anything else wrong as I continued taking inventory. I tried to open my eyes, but the fog didn’t clear. I tried to speak, but...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois In the morning Anala and I ran as we had the previous time, then showered together, carefully washing each other’s bodies in an intimate but non-sexual way. After our shower we went to the kitchen and I made breakfast and we sat down to eat. “Steve, may I make a suggestion?” she asked. “Sure.” “Broaden your circle of friends. Other than me, all of you are white, nominally Christian, 20-year-old Americans. And you don’t invite me to your Sunday...
June 23, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Steve,” Kimmy said over the intercom, “I have a Suzanne Aavik for you.” “Thanks,” I replied. “Put her through, please.” A few seconds later, Suzanne was on the line. “Hi!” she exclaimed when I greeted her. “I’m in Chicago for three weeks. Can I still run away and join the circus?” I chuckled, “You might want to find out what the circus is actually like before you join! If you’re free, you’re welcome to come to the house tomorrow or Sunday and meet the...
March 1979 Monday was back to the normal routine of school. Debbie Courtney, who lived across the street and had turned fourteen the last week in February, started flirting more with me on the bus each day. Debbie Vaughn, who lived just down the street, would turn fourteen on March 16th and invited me to her birthday party. And Donna Woody, who lived just down the street in the other direction, would turn fourteen on March 20th. She had made it clear what she wanted for her birthday, and in...
June 2, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “My office, please,” Sensei Jim said after class on Saturday. I followed him to his office and waited for him to bid me to sit. He did, and I sat in the usual chair across from him. “She has a real problem, you know that, right?” he asked. “I do. That’s why I insisted she start seeing a counselor.” “I run a huge risk having her here with that kind of temper and her violent acts.” I nodded, “I understand. May I ask what you intend to do?” “I really don’t...
February 21, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Sweetheart!” I said, greeting Bethany at the door. “Uncle Steve!” Nicholas exclaimed. I took him from his mom and he hugged me tightly. “Is Jesse with his moms?” Bethany asked. “Yes. They won’t bring him back over tonight so you and Nicholas can surprise him in the morning.” “Perfect!” “How was the drive up?” “The same as usual. Just a bit of traffic in Northern Indiana. Otherwise, smooth sailing. It was driving the other direction that was a...
November 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, Sensei,” Miyu said when Kara, the girls, and I walked into the dojo on Saturday morning. “Good morning, Miyu.” “Do you have a moment, please?” I nodded and we went to the small practice room for privacy, as Sensei Jim had a family in his office. “What can I do for you?” “I need you to meet a young man,” she said. “I think you might be taking this ‘not do anything without permission’ a bit too far!” Miyu shook her head, “No, I’m not....
May 1979 The limo dropped me at home about 9:00pm. I took my stuff to my room, stripped, and hung up the tux. The rest of the things went into the hamper. I took a shower, put on shorts and a t-shirt, and walked down the hall into my dad’s office. I saw no reason to put this off any longer. “Stephen, you need to explain yourself!” my mom demanded. “I was in Mrs. McGrath’s, well, Mrs. Sanders’ now, wedding, as I said.” “You walked her down the aisle! You’re sixteen and not even related to...
November 3, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “I still don’t understand why you told everyone to leave Katy alone last night,” Elyse said on Saturday morning. “Because we weren’t going to talk her out of it. I could tell by the way she told us. I hoped letting her sleep on it would allow her to hear what we had to say. Obviously I was wrong.” “I was surprised that she wouldn’t talk to Jennifer at all,” Kara said. “I thought Jennifer would be the one to get her to listen to reason this morning.” I...
February, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Our first joining since the previous summer was slow and sweet, trying to express our deep love for each other through the motions of our bodies. When we finished, Karin held me tight and refused to let me move off of her. “Sleep there, please,” she whispered. I kissed her once more then adjusted my pillow so that I could rest my head next to hers. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but it was what Karin wanted. The feel of her firm body under mine,...
August 12, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Fuck ‘em all,” I sighed. “Especially Donald Fehr. Running to Federal Court, the NLRB, and Congress? I’m really tired of the government putting its thumb so heavily on the scale.” “Well, we’re not going to resolve that problem today,” Elyse said. “Jackie and Jeremiah want to come over.” I chuckled, “Why am I not surprised? I bet you anything he had a rough sketch done ten minutes after they hung up the phone.” “They want to discuss options. Kimmy felt...