June Autumn and RogerChapter 37 Lights Camera Action
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March 27, 1986, Chicago, Illinois
“Ten days together!” Jessica said, coming in the front door.
“Yes!” I agreed, taking her into my arms and kissing her hard.
“Are you working next week?” she asked.
“Some. I put in extra time this week so that I’d be able to take tomorrow off and then only work half-days next week.”
Kara came to the foyer to greet Jessica, and they kissed deeply.
“I missed you, Jess!” Kara said. “I’m glad you’re here for Spring Break!”
“I missed you, too!” Jessica said.
I took Jessica’s bag up our room, then met the girls in the ‘Indian’ room.
“One thing I have to do next week is karate,” I said. “I’ll be leading the class twice a week now. It’s part of my qualifications for black belt. Skipping class would be bad.”
“How are you going to handle that when you’re in Wisconsin?” Jessica asked.
“I already discussed it with Sensei Jim. I basically told him I had to travel for work and would miss quite a few days in June and possibly July. My goal is to get the designs and prototypes done as quickly as possible so we can assign the second programmer to work with Tom. Depending on how Dave, Julia, and I divide up the work, I might be able to only spend a couple of weeks in Wisconsin. We haven’t decided yet.”
“Did you hire someone?” she asked.
“Julia offered a job to a guy named Casey Russell yesterday. He’s supposed to let us know by Monday. We have a second candidate waiting in the wings if he turns us down.”
“Are you guys going to have enough room here?”
“Tom and the new programmer will be working full-time in Waukesha by the end of the summer, so we’ll make it work until then. I don’t want the overhead of office space yet. When we have to hire a full-time technical support person, then we’ll probably need to think seriously about getting some space. But that will really cut into the profits, so we’ll have to think long and hard about that.”
“What if you turned the attic room into your offices?” Jessica asked. “I know that would mess things up in terms of a dance floor, but you could use the sunroom for that if you moved the furniture around.”
I laughed, “I never even thought about that! We can easily put a dozen employees in the attic room! That’s a great idea Jess. I’ll talk to Dave and Julia about it.”
“You’d be OK with losing that space for parties?” Kara asked.
“How often do we have those kinds of parties? Really, it’s only the Halloween party at this point, and like Jess said, the sunroom will work OK for that. Also, it frees up the study room again, and lets us move the computers and desks out of the great room. Overall it’s a good plan!”
“Glad I could help!” Jessica smiled.
“Doctor Barton invited us for dinner on Sunday,” I said. “I assume that’s OK with you?”
“Of course!” Jessica replied happily. “Are the kids and Belinda going to be there?”
“Yes. It’s Easter, but they aren’t religious, so it’s just a regular dinner.”
“Kids?” Kara asked.
“Fawn and Gerry. She’s almost fourteen and he’s twelve,” I said. “Gerry is into computers and I talked Al into buying a computer for him. I declined to help Fawn get her parents to let her go on a date with a High School boy!”
Jessica laughed, “She’s going to be a handful, that’s for sure!”
“Cute?” Kara asked.
“Drop-dead gorgeous,” I said. “And the makings of a sex bomb! She flirted in a little-girl kind of way, but that will change soon enough. She’ll have the boys eating out of her hand in no time!”
“Did you tell Jess about your walks with Jesse?” Kara said with a smirk.
“Let me guess, every woman within two miles was instantly attracted to you like iron to a magnet?”
I chuckled, “So it would seem. He’s a cute kid and the women all love him!”
“And they all flirt with Snuggle Bear, too!” Kara teased.
“Married women are off limits!” I said.
“Hang on a second, husband of mine,” Jessica said. “If you won’t sleep with a married woman why would you expect girls to sleep with you?”
“First of all, I don’t expect anyone to have sex with me, and that includes the two of you. Second, my rule is my rule, and I apply it to me. What rules other people follow are up to them. In other words, my own rules say I won’t be with someone who is involved. But I never apply my rules to anyone else. Third, it’s all about permission. And with the exception of Mikael and Josh, I don’t know any guys who would willingly give permission to their wives or girlfriends to have sex with another guy, and truly mean it. Pete and Kurt certainly won’t!”
“True, but don’t forget Marty,” Kara said.
“That’s a whole different kettle of fish,” I said. “That’s a sharing thing. They only have sex with other people together, not one-on-one. And I am not interested in sharing a girl with another guy. Call it an idiosyncrasy.”
“But if I understand correctly, you turned down Katt and Mary,” Jessica said. “I’m so confused.”
“In those cases, it’s because I don’t think it’s good for our relationships. That’s especially true with Katt because she wanted to marry me, though her timing on that changed quite a bit from when we were together. And with Mary, it’s because I think she needs to be dedicated to Josh, and Josh alone. She had quite a bit of freedom in the past and I don’t want her to get any ideas.”
“Interesting. And you refused Cindi because of Chris?”
“Yes. If I didn’t know him, and Cindi came to me before they got engaged and asked, I probably would have done it. Once she got engaged, that changed the equation. Add in my friendship with Chris and it just couldn’t happen.”
“You have some very strange rules, Tiger,” Jessica said.
“They’re designed to keep him out of trouble,” Kara said. “And to respect his friends’ relationships. That’s why he wouldn’t sleep with Lyudmila. He also cares enough about the girls to not do anything to hurt them. That’s why he wouldn’t have sex with Sofia or Bethany, for example. There’s just too much emotion between them for that.”
“And Penny?” Jessica said, with an arched eyebrow.
“You put her off limits,” Kara said. “And there’s the work issue, too.”
“I guess I did, didn’t I?” Jessica said. “I just see it similar to how Steve views Sofia and Bethany.”
“Penny would totally accept an opportunity for Steve to screw her silly with no promises about the future,” Kara said.
“And her comment about wanting one of these rings?” Jessica said, holding up her right hand.
“Was she serious when she said that, Snuggle Bear?” Kara asked.
“Deadly,” I replied. “She had the most determined look I’ve ever seen in her eyes since the day she gave me her virginity. Trust me, when she graduates, she’s going to come talk to you and Jess. I’m sure of it. And that’s a good enough reason for caution as any. Not to mention the fact that she works for NIKA.”
“Hopefully she’ll meet a guy closer to her own age and we won’t have to deal with that,” Jessica said. “Would you want Leila if she was interested?”
I shrugged, “Oh, who knows? Can we drop this, please? At least for now? Honestly, I’m not interested at the moment.”
“Sorry, Tiger. I didn’t mean to upset you,” Jessica said. “I’m just trying to figure out exactly what it is that you want.”
“When I figure it out, I’ll let you know!” I chuckled. “You two are all I need and want right now.”
Jessica smiled, “OK. So what are the plans besides going to Doctor Barton’s house on Sunday?”
“I’ll leave it to you girls, I guess.”
“Who’s going to be around?” Jessica asked.
“Dave and Julia, of course; they’re working. Sofia is going to Florida with Leila, Alejandra, and three other girls. Elyse is going back to Ohio and George and Charlie are going to Toronto of all places.”
“Hmm,” Kara smirked. “If Dave and Julia are going on their date tomorrow night, we could rent the video camera!”
I laughed, “Sure. Ask them. They’re usually gone from around 6:00pm to midnight.”
“Cool!” Kara giggled.
“I want to go to the movies this week, too,” Jessica said. “I want to see 9 1/2 Weeks and Pretty in Pink.”
“We can do that,” I said. “We just need to work around karate class, so that means going to later shows. But neither of you have to get up early, so that won’t be an issue.”
“It’s a plan!” Jessica said. “And these alleged toys?”
“Oh they aren’t alleged, Jess,” Kara giggled. “Saturday seems like a good day for toys!”
“Kara Anne Adams, you are bad!” I chuckled.
“I will NOT apologize for liking sex! And you have nobody to blame but yourself, Mr. Adams! You made me dripping wet with that very first kiss!”
“You too?” Jessica giggled.
“Reports are that he does that a LOT!” Kara teased.
“As long as it still works on both of you,” I said.
“You don’t even have to kiss me, Tiger! I just think about it and I get wet! Like right now!”
“Then let’s go upstairs and see if we can do something about that!” I said.
It turned out that we not only could, we did.
March 28, 1986, Chicago, Illinois
“Happy Birthday!” I said to Kara when we woke up. “What’s your birthday wish?”
“You know what I want! We’re alone!” Kara giggled. “I talked to Julia and she said they were leaving early. They’ll be out until midnight, so we have sixteen hours!”
“Do you have a script?” Jessica teased.
“No. We were going to reenact a scene from Insatiable. I pretend to be a virgin and Steve fucks me, then I suck him and he cums on my face.”
“Seriously?” Jessica said. “You guys watched that movie?”
“Don’t look at me!” I chuckled. “It was HER idea!”
“We watched two!” Kara giggled. “The first one, Debbie Does Dallas was kind of boring. But Insatiable had some hot scenes. Though the final scene had this guy who looked like he was at least ten inches long and really big around putting it in the girl’s butt. That was kind of shocking!”
“Says the girl who insisted that I let Steve take me in the butt on my wedding night!” Jessica giggled.
“And you came!” Kara giggled. “So don’t you complain to me, Jessica Lee Adams! And I bet you would let him do it again!”
Jessica smiled, “Anything he wants. We still haven’t checked off everything on my list!”
“Outside is going to be difficult in Chicago or Indianapolis,” Kara smirked. “We’ll need to go someplace where we can find some privacy!”
“If Jess comes with us to Georgia, I think we can manage that one!” I grinned. “What else is on the list?”
“Something Kara added,” Jessica said.
“A Jessica Sundae?” I grinned.
“And a Kara Sundae and a Steve Sundae!” Jessica grinned.
“Well, let’s have breakfast and we can get started!” I chuckled.
After breakfast, Kara and I went upstairs, and she changed into a loose-fitting sundress with nothing underneath. We got the video equipment and went back downstairs, and then the three of us went to the basement. Kara took the ‘Privacy Please’ sign from the sauna door and put it on the basement door, ‘just in case’. We set up the tripod and the camera and we discussed what we were going to do. Kara described the scene in detail and then she and Jessica positioned the camera.
“Don’t use the stupid lines from the movie,” Kara said. “Just the sex like I described.”
“OK,” I said.
“Jess, start the camera,” Kara smirked, as she leaned against the pool table and we began.
“That was really hot!” Jessica said thirty minutes later, after pressing ‘Stop’ on the camera.
“That was fun!” Kara giggled. “You should try it, Jess!”
“Don’t you want to see the video first?” Jessica asked.
“Yes!” Kara squealed.
We took the cassette out of the camera and went up to our bedroom. We put it into the VCR and pressed ‘Play’.
After a second of static, Kara appeared, leaning back against the side of the pool table, smiling, her eyes narrowed in lustful anticipation. A sudden intake of breath and she straightened as a young blond man (me!) came into the scene. Wasting no time, he put his arms around her, pressed her to his body, her own hands sliding around his waist. They kissed, their mouths attacking each other with a passion that couldn’t be faked. She thrust hard against his obvious arousal, moaning through their kissing.Finally, barely separating their tongues, he slid his hands to her waist. She held on to him and helped him place her on the side rail. Once again they kissed fiercely, his kisses covering her face and the sides of her neck, to the top of her chest and back to her mouth. His hands slid up her back, pulling the straps of the flimsy summer dress off her shoulders, pushing them down her arms, exposing her heaving breasts, revealing them in all their naked glory. For a moment he held the straps on her upper arms, almost trapping her as he first kissed her chest, then her nipples, sucking briefly on each in turn while she thrust her chest at him, her trapped arms feebly trying to press him against her.
He took pity on her, pulling the straps down her arms, letting her remove her arms and lean back against the table top, enough for him to bend and suckle on her breasts. Leveraging herself against him, she raised her hips to let him finish slipping the dress down and off her legs, and dropped it on the floor. Her moans pleaded with him, a mouthed, barely audible ‘fuck me!’ but he had other plans for her as she rested on her elbows with her legs spread.
Instead, he bent down, running his tongue excruciatingly slowly along her labia, a guttural moan making her head fling back. Several times he repeated his torture, and each time sucking on her excited clit, until her body shuddered in orgasm. Relenting, he moved to help her straighten up, and she snaked her hand between them while reconnecting their passionate kissing. As in the movie’s garden scene, she grasped his shaft, stroking it until it was hard and then she pulled him against her labia, holding it steady as she groaned and thrust her hips. He took his time, pushing into her shimmering wetness slowly, pulling back to her desperate pleadings, and pushing again, taking his sweet time, teasing her with each push until he was fully embedded in her.
Another barely whispered ‘fuck me!’ encouraged him to start long, slow strokes, with a soft gasp from her each time he pushed all the way in. She was now playing with her own nipples, pinching, rubbing and caressing them, just as Marilyn Chambers in the movie had been doing; only this time it was barely keeping up with the movie: it was her, what her body craved.
For a moment I looked at the two girls sitting at each side of me, their eyes intent on the television screen, their mouths open, their hands moving slowly between their legs. Which was more exciting: watching the couple - Kara and myself - on the television screen, or watching my wives’ reactions?
On screen, the girl’s panting turned into a hurried gasp as a small orgasm shook her, but he kept his own steady pace, moving in and out, rolling his hips each time. She started thrusting back at him, trying to force him to increase his pace, the contortions on her face, the grimaces begging him to speed up her release, urging to receive HIS release to no avail. He kept his steady pace for a few more minutes, panting, until her scream announced her huge orgasm.The blond guy (was that REALLY me on screen?) pressed against her, holding her as her body spasmed several times. His own face reflected a determination to hold back, fighting with himself, forcing his own desire for release to subside, for which he disconnected from her, the continued heat of her body too much a temptation.
She looked at him with glazed eyes and held on to him for a minute or so, recovering. But soon, her expression changed from recovering to lustful determination. With his help, she stood up first, kissing him passionately, then slowly slipping to her knees, kissing his chest, sucking gently on each of his nipples, the anticipation in his expression rising as first her breasts, with their rock hard nipples, traced a line down his body, followed by her kisses. She pressed her breasts together, trapping his wet dick between her globes, rubbing them for a moment with the wetness of her own body from his shaft, before settling on her knees.
Carefully, almost without breaking contact, they changed places so he sat on the side rail, with his legs apart, her hand stroking his dick. With a glance at his eyes, she smiled and opened her mouth, taking him into her. She released his dick, moving her left hand between her thighs, and fondling her own breasts with her right, and for the next few minutes, her head bobbed on his dick, taking it all in until she nuzzled his pubes with her nose. With eyes shut, he strained to contain himself, but finally just moved her head off his dick, just in time to let a loud groan as his cum started splashing on her lips, her chin, her neck, and the final spurts on her breasts. She groaned, shuddered and began rubbing her man’s cum over her breasts, trying to lick what she could from her lips.
With that, he took her in his arms, passionately kissing her, getting some of his own cum on his face, their bodies rubbing together. The girl took a step back and began licking his face, greedily sucking his cum from his face before they held each other again in satisfied bliss. The girl looked at the camera, smiled, licking her lips sensually before mouthing ‘stop!’, and the screen went blank.
For a few moments, we stared at the static on the screen before I gathered my senses and shut the player off.
Jessica was the first to speak, her voice reflecting the flush in her face, “That was hot!”
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“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...
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January 19, 1989, En-Route from LAX to ORD When the engines of the plane started, Jeri reached over and took my hand. She held it while we pushed away from the gate, and taxied for takeoff. Her grip tightened a bit as we hurtled down the runway, but nothing like the death grip she’d had on my arm for the flight out. The plane roared its way into the air and once we leveled out, Jeri’s grip loosened but she didn’t let go of my hand. “How are you doing?” I asked with a touch of...
September 1982, Chicago, Illinois The weekend was quiet and besides homework, I worked on the program changes for Frank, called Karin, Tatyana, and Kara, and hung out with my usual study group. Monday was refreshingly normal. On Tuesday morning, I handed Katy my completed intake form. She put it in an envelope and stuck it in her bag. She said she’d let me know soon about the interview. On Tuesday afternoon, after having lunch with Stephie, I made my rounds and then I headed over to Sigma...
October 1982, Chicago, Illinois The drive back to Chicago was as uneventful as usual, and I arrived at the apartment just before 6:00pm. When I arrived, Elyse and Stephie were sitting on the couch and Jackie was sitting on the loveseat. Stephie hopped up as I opened the door and greeted me with a hug and a kiss. “Hi, Peaches!” I said. “Glad you’re home, Yankee!” “Hi, Steve,” Elyse and Jackie both said. “Hey,” I replied. “How was the weekend?” “Well, it was just Kurt with me, Stephie,...
June 11, 1989, Chicago, Illinois It was just after 3:00am when I kissed Trish goodbye. She’d been an enthusiastic, energetic, and adventurous lover. We’d done just about anything either of us could think of, though her breasts weren’t large enough for a tit-fuck. The last time had been in the shower where we’d ostensibly gone to clean up afterwards, but instead I ended up taking her from behind as she leaned against the wall of the shower. “I think I’ll have you again, Steve Adams,” she...
May 1978 The first couple of weeks in May were busy with school, work, and friends. Except for Becky, I didn’t even have any dates. But I was OK with that. Well, almost OK. I wanted to see Anna, but it likely wasn’t going to happen until school was out. I had tutoring sessions with Melanie, but she still wouldn’t talk to me about anything other than Spanish. Barely a hello. I was grateful for the tutoring, but it was maddening seeing my friend this way. I hoped someday she could understand...
March, 1982, Milford, Ohio As I drove along I-65, I thought about what Stephanie had asked for and what Bethany had said without even knowing about the request. Of course, because Bethany and I were so in tune, she might have actually had an idea that I was struggling with getting involved with my sister again. I kept turning it over and over in my mind and I kept coming to the same conclusion — that I shouldn’t do it. I was torn between doing what Stephanie wanted and doing what Kara and...
On Saturday, when the other team members were due to arrive, Gabriella passed through another bout of indecision. Should she get dressed before they arrived or should she stay the way she was? Chris, whom she asked for advise, just said, "Why bother putting on clothes?. You'll be taking them off soon after in any case." The first one to arrive was Zeca, the cameraman. He looked at Gaby but didn't say anything. He was naturally shy and Gaby's generous display of her beauty made him even...
September 7, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “That went reasonably well,” Michelle said when her parents drove off. “There were a few times I thought my expression would give away something I shouldn’t. You were messing with me, weren’t you?” She grabbed both my hands and smiled, “I was telling the truth, in my own way. Thank you!” She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “So, what’s left?” I asked. “To visit UofC tomorrow and formally withdraw from classes. To spend some time with you and your...
October 1981, Chicago, Illinois I arrived back at the apartment just before 10:00pm and saw the address for the party. I decided I wasn’t particularly interested in going so I put on some music, poured myself a glass of wine, and started reading more about Russia. I was alternating between the history and culture book and the Communist Party book, decided on the history and culture book for this time. I didn’t get much reading done because I was thinking about Tatyana, which led me to...
January 23, 1996, Chicago, Illinois “Father, bless!” I said, greeting Father Basil with upturned palms. “Bless you, Stephen,” he said as I kissed his hand. The waiter showed us to a quiet table along the wall of Roditys in Greektown. He took our drink orders and was back quickly. We placed our food orders right away and he left to put them in with the kitchen. “I’m not quite sure how to address this, so I’m just going to ask you bluntly. Are you the father of Michelle’s baby?” I shook my...
June 29, 1995, Chicago, Illinois On Thursday, I finally had lunch with Melissa again, something I hadn’t been looking forward to. Much like with Cèlia, Melissa and I had passed an inflection point and I was left with sub-optimal paths forward. I’d been struggling with the possible solutions, and all of them had pitfalls. When I walked into Takumi, I had something of a plan. Whether it was good or not would only be known once everything played out. “I spoke to my wives,” I said after we’d...
December 5, 2000, Mayo Clinic, Rochester, Minnesota “I had a good time last night,” I said. “I was surprised you invited a friend!” Mary laughed as we walked into the exam room, “Naomi had a good time as well. You know what a Resident’s life is like.” I nodded, “No social life.” “Exactly. You guys seemed to hit it off pretty well.” “Yes, but I’m not here for that!” “You’re everywhere for that, and you know it!” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Let’s just say that you hit the sweet spot -...
March 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden I woke early as usual, but just enjoyed being in bed with Katt. When she woke, she hopped out of bed and pulled a robe out of her closet and handed it to me. “There’s a spare toothbrush in the bathroom. Go have your shower, then we’ll have breakfast after I have my shower.” I quickly showered and brushed my teeth, and went back to Katt’s room. She went to shower and came back a few minutes later. She dressed, and I got a very good look at her sexy body...
April 5, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “You missed cuddles this morning!” Birgit said accusingly when I walked into the house about 9:30am. “I know, Pumpkin, but I had a work emergency and had to go see Aunt Joyce and Grandpa A.” “And now we have to get ready for karate!” “I know. We’ll have some family time this afternoon. I don’t have any plans.” “Good!” I hugged her and the rest of the kids, then went to find Kara. We hugged and kissed, and went straight upstairs to get ready for...
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 18, 1993, Chicago, Illinois As I expected, bedlam erupted when Michelle and I walked in through the back door. Birgit squealed when she saw me, but there were gasps and stunned looks from the girls in the great room. “Steve?” Kara whispered. I went over to her and took her hand, pulling her up from the couch and hugging her. “What’s going on?” she asked. “Michelle decided to leave the monastery. I promised if she ever did that, I’d make sure she’d get home.” “She’s going...
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...
July 1982, Milford, Ohio On Tuesday morning, I kissed Kara goodbye and headed to my parents’ house for my usual morning routine with my little sister. She was happy that I could spend the morning with her and asked to take a walk, so we weren’t in the house with my mom. “Let me guess — this walk will end in the clearing,” I said with a smile. “Yes,” she said, taking my hand as we walked down Overlook towards Klondyke. As usual, we turned around and walked back, taking the path to the...
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 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...