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Many ladies, both singers and orchestra members alike approached me like that, some being more overt than others.
Previously, Katherine allowed us to trade in her older car to save some money on the Savana, provided she got to drive it ... an easy decision to make. It holds fifteen and is able to tow the Portable Stage I was still contemplating.
The music Keith Lockhart and I agreed to would be all Beethoven, specifically two concerto pieces, two symphony pieces, a wind octet and two romance pieces. I had surprised him with some of the pieces of music, and he agreed.
My ten would be Jan and Brian, Ally and Jeff, Jennifer and Isabel, Mike Bell and Genny Schraeder along with Joan Prefontayne. And Michael makes ten! They had all been informed at this point.
I had finagled an opportunity for Jennifer to sing, although that would a surprise not to be mentioned for a while.
Our second weekend of performances was even better than the first. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but these kids really came through. Isabel did not become a diva as I half expected to happen, but our party was epic.
We had hot food and cold drinks, and the pool had been cleaned. There were more people than the LES MISÉRABLES party, but they were moderately less crazed than before. Many of the same people, just closer friends this time around.
I met some parents I hadn’t before. Many of them stayed as quasi-chaperones, which was fine with us. I met Mr. and Mrs. MacArthur, Pippa’s parents. Mom Paulina was quite pretty, a redhead like her daughter. Her father Pietr was a blond. I found out she has a little brother five, and a sister due very soon.
I said “Best Wishes” to her and congratulated him, per Miss Manners, and hoped they would both be musical.
I found the oldest kids in a circle drinking soda and talking.
“Hey guys,” I said getting several responses from the circle. “Quick question, how many of you plan to stay with the GSS after you graduate high school. I don’t expect everyone to stay. You all have important choices ahead of you. Think about it. I know Peter is staying; Jeff here is wavering. I don’t want you think I am bearing any pressure ... I just need an idea. As long as you stay coherent at your current skill level, you will be part of the GS Symphony.”
“Coherent?” Nancy Starr said. “I am better than coherent.”
“He’s talking about playing the keyboards Nancy, not your other skills,” Archie said.
I left them on their own as Nancy moved towards Archie. Genny took him by the hand.
The GSSEC was open, more to give light than perform. I saw Isabel coming towards me with a purpose.
“I wanna sing something, Michael.”
“You have been singing your heart out for the last two weekends sweetie...”
“Michael,” she said with her hands on her hips, “I would like to sing ‘My New Philosophy,’ please?”
I cannot say no to this young lady. I brought out my synthesizer from the house, making first sure the bedrooms were empty; they were.
People saw me setting up, and came over and sat on the freshly cut lawn. She didn’t bother starting up the sound system, she knew how to belt.
“Do you want to get Peter?” I asked
“You will do.” she said with a grin...
While she sang, I recalled the meeting of the Vincennes City Council that Ken told me I needed to attend. It was about the Hotel plans.
It was the seven of them, Mayor Joe Yochum, the City Planner, Ken, Brian, and me.After bringing the meeting to order, The Mayor took over:
“Mr. Thomas, according to the architectural plans Mr. Bell turned in, it appears that you are interested in having a 105 story, 1500 foot tall Skyscraper built on property owned by your stepfather, is that correct?”
“No, Brian O’Sullivan is my father, no steps are involved!”
It hadn’t been my intention, but most of the city council lightly snickered at that.
“Mr. Mayor, it is more likely to be over 1600 feet tall, with the addition of multiple cell towers on the top of it.”
“Is there any particular reason you want to build this?”
“Pardon me for a moment, but let me say that after looking at the census numbers from the last fifty years, this city appears stuck at 18,000 and 20,000 people. Is there any particular reason you don’t want it built out?”
“Mr. Thomas, this city council has been dealing with many issues, and growth is not one of them.”
“That is apparently obvious, sir. Let me explain my vision, not just for this piece of property, but for all of Southern Indiana. I was born here and have lived here my entire life. Granted, I am only 15 years old, but that doesn’t keep me from not only being proud of my hometown, but I also wish it may grow,” I said.
Letting my emotions go for a moment, I said,
“This is a beautiful town, Sirs. It deserves its due. The home of Vincennes University, which is the oldest college of higher learning in the entire state, with an estimated Metro Area of 28,800 people, along with a sister city of the same name in France, we must all work on making this town a pinnacle in the region.”
“That doesn’t mean it will happen, but it could if we all let it happen. I am not prepared to tell you all I saw in the dream, but we had our own large airport near the southwest corner of the city, with all the usual accoutrement’s involved.”
“ ... Excuse me for a moment,” the Mayor said, “Are you prepared to say that none of your dream will take place unless you get to build your hotel?”
“Sir, if you will pardon me, your pronouns are incorrect. This is our city, yours and mine. The Hotels will belong to Vincennes, while I make enough money to build the next thing on my list. I have performed some statistical math and can say, without provocation that we will attain 100,000 people, but it won’t take any more than ten years. It is a slam dunk, all I need is the city to show its support in the matter!”
“Are you personally funding these buildings?” one of the city council members asked.
“Oh, I wish I had the money to do that, but no, there will be sponsors, such as AT&T, Apple, and Coca Cola to help literally getting these off the ground.”
“Incidentally, lady and gentlemen, this would bring the tallest hotel in the world back to the USA, but not in Los Angeles, Chicago, or even New York City. Imagine people visiting us just to see it. They may stay for a few days, or a week, or more. They may decide to live here. Our Theme Park will not be as big as Walt Disney World, but it will get and keep people here ... along with their money, don’t you think?”
That was the right place to end it. I saw Ken looking at me with a low key thumbs up. Dad was practically in tears.
The Mayor said, “I feel like a citizen of River City, wanting to see the band, but I have faith in Mr. Thomas. All those in favor of letting him proceed, raise your hand
There were an even dozen arms up!
With my cold ending at the end of the music, the place erupted. Isabel gave a sweeping curtsey and pointed to me. Other GSS singers came over wondering what else we could do.
I got Lucy and Charlie (Mary and James) to sit down. They both told me as did everyone else they had all memorized the songs already. I wasn’t planning on that, but a few key moments should be fun.
“The Doctor is IN...”
(Spoken)
CHARLIE BROWN
Oh, Lucy. I am so depressed.
I don’t know what to do.
LUCY
I think what you need most of all,
Charlie Brown, is to come
right out and admit all of the things
that are wrong with you.
CHARLIE BROWN
All right, I will try
(singing begins)
I am not very handsome
or clever, or lucid,
I have always been stupid
at spelling and numbers.
I have never been much
playing football or baseball
Or stickball, or checkers,
or marbles, or Ping-Pong
I am usually awful
at parties and dances,
I stand like a stick or
I cough, or I laugh,
Or I don’t bring a present,
or I spill the ice cream
Or I get so depressed
that I stand and I scream...
When it was over the Mitchell gang all got up and applauded their sister and daughter. Janice was crying and applauding. She had worked with many of these kids.
All the remaining Charlie Brown cast were raising their hands like they were in school, but I picked Jeff Newman, our Snoopy ... He took the chairs and laid on them like it was his doghouse...
SNOOPY
They like me.
I think they’re swell.
Isn’t it remarkable?
How things turn out so well?
Pleasant day, pretty sky
Life goes on, here I lie
Not bad, not bad at all.
Cozy home, board and bed
Sturdy roof beneath my head
Not bad, not bad at all.
Faithful friends
Always near me,
Bring me bones,
Scratch my ear
Little birds
Come to cheer me
Ev’ry day
Sitting here,
On my stomach
With their sharp little claws
Which are usually cold,
And occasionally painful,
And sometimes
there are so many
That I can hardly stand it...
At its end, the Newman’s all stood together, with Rosie running to give her brother a big hug. Nancy was bold enough to give him a kiss on the lips, but not too long of one.
This show should be well received. I turned off the GSSEC and bundled it up. It was nearly two am.
The party quieted down and before people started to leave I made an announcement.
“Friends, family and foes. In just over a week the Gold Standard Society leaves on its three-week journey through eight cities, in seven states. Parents ... don’t worry. My mother and Mrs. Guthrie have gotten some Taser guns for any boys who get too friendly.”
The parents there applauded and the women gave the husbands a dirty look or two.
“Any intolerance from either a boy or a girl leaves them subject to immediate ejection from the GSS. A week from this Wednesday, we will be picking everyone up from their homes starting at nine am. If they haven’t told you, we are providing room, board and group meals. Anything else is on his or her own dime. I would like to recommend you give your kids a Credit card for our three weeks. Cash can be dangerous.”
“This show has been a blast, and I will never forget it ... for the rest of my life. Goodnight.”
The masses began to leave, but before they did, they all applauded for me. That was as satisfying as any applause I had yet to receive.
There was enough food left, for the three households to have plenty for a while. I hadn’t eaten much, being the host. Before I could ask ... Isabel handed me a tri-tip sandwich just the way I like it. She also gave me a pill and Jenn had a water for me to wash it down.
She had also made a similar sandwich for Stuart, who was still there, sitting down, but unwilling to get into our conversations. Smart boy!
“You ladies are the best things that have ever happened to me,” I said with moist eyes.
“Take your pill honey,” Jennifer said.
I did and drained the water in a single gulp.
The sandwich was amazing. I have officially gotten used to the overuse of salt.
Ken Bell and his family were still there. I got up and said, “Sir, you have an amazing family, I include you and the wife in that.”
“Thank you Michael. I have a story to tell you at another time, but you may find it interesting ... good-night.”
“What could that be?” Isabel said.
“Don’t know, let’s clean up girls,” I said.
“Let me help,” Stuart said taking things to the trash can to help out. When he was done, Izzy got up on his lap. Yep, it looked like the two of them had a future together.
I helped Peter and Katherine, while glancing at the two of them from time to time. They were holding hands.
“Now what?” Isabel said to everyone.
“I plan to sleep until lunchtime tomorrow,” I said.
“Sounds like a plan,” Peter said. “Isabel, I am so proud of you over these past two weeks. You have handled losing Billy, Mom, and Dad better than I have, but I am working at it with the woman I plan to marry ... someday.”
“We need to sleep, so cover her mouth if you need to Peter,” I said.
That seemed to shock Stuart, who moved her off his lap, giving her a very light kiss on the lips and saying, “Until we meet again, Princess!”
She liked that ... and he left to his place.
Jenn and I went to bed, dressed, with Isabel going to her own room to sleep alone.
I woke up hungry about two hours later. I carefully separated myself from my lady and went in the kitchen to make myself another tri-tip sandwich. I grabbed some water and sat down.
About halfway through, Katherine came out, her hair all askew and her T-shirt was on backwards. She made herself a smaller version of what I was eating. She sat across from me and said point blank, “In case you were wondering, he’s not as good as you, but he’s available and you aren’t. Does that make you happy?”
“Is that what this is all about?”
“Not really, but you remember how I felt the first time we were together?”
“Forever.”
“He makes me feel ... almost that good every single time. This probably makes me sound like a teenager, but he may be my soul mate ... and I can’t let him get away from me, like you did.”
“We just had great sex, that’s different. I am really proud of you for putting yourself out there. You deserve the very best. I am proud of you Jen. Now ... can I please finish my sandwich and go back to bed?”
She smiled longingly, but we ate in silence together. We had a great time, but we are headed different places nowadays. I hope Peter has the patience it will take for them to be together. They could have some tough times.
I gave her a kiss on the cheek and went back to my blonde babe.
It was close to lunchtime when I woke up. The girls were already up, downstairs and eating.
“Hey girls, what are the two of you up to?”
“We want to go shopping, but would like a big strong man to go with us?” Isabel said.
“Ask Peter, why don’t you?” I said turning over.
“He and Katherine had gone somewhere without leaving a note,” Jennifer said.
“That’s unusual,” I said sitting up.
“Michael,” Isabel said pulling on my arm, “Take a quick shower and join us. We want you to come with us. We all got those five beautiful dresses you asked for us to sing in,” my sister said. “We need some new outfits to be seen in. I may finally be a cup larger, due to the massaging you do.”
“Ok, give me fifteen minutes’ ladies? Could you have something for me to eat by the time I get out?”
“Git,” they said together clearly enjoying themselves.
There was a warmed tri-tip sandwich with the works on a plate. Alongside it was a pill with a bottle of water, with Jenn waiting for me to sit down.
I sat and thoroughly enjoyed the meal. Jenn cleaned up, and Isabel loaded up her backpack with bottles of cold water. Apparently, we were going on a trek together.
For safety’s sake, I called Ally to tell her we were going shopping. I left a message at both her and mom’s cell phone.
Jennifer turned on to US 41 heading south. We were singing along the way, and Jennifer missed all the Evansville off ramps.
“Hey, where are we going anyway?” I asked.
“Nashville, to Victoria’s Secret.” they said together.
“My goodness, we didn’t have one closer and in Indiana?”
“Yeah, we know there is one in Evansville, but us girls wanted to go to Nashville. Do you have a problem with that?” Jennifer said.
“Nooo, not at all. You ladies will look so hot in clothes from Victoria’s Secret. I hear you can get crotchless panties from them.”
“Why would you wear panties without a ... Oooh, my,” Isabel said and blushed.
“He may yet corrupt you,” Jennifer said.
“I doubt it. When I am not in the room with you, I usually dream of Michael and I making love all night long.”
“Does he cum inside you ... in your dreams, I mean?” Jennifer asked nervously.
“Oh yeah, and I let him, because I love him so very much.”
“Just keep it a dream and nothing else Isabel ... that will be just fine with me,” Jennifer said.
I started to sing to fill our trips extended time, and the girls joined in when appropriate. Isabel stopped to give directions to Jennifer, and we made our final major change to Highway 34 and came into Nashville. Jennifer wanted quiet, so I was as Isabel told her to look for signs for the Mall at Greene Hills. They were quite a team ... pulling us up to where exactly we wanted to be.
We walked in together, stopping to open the doors for my girls. I remember looking in the doors of one in Evansville, now that I have had a chance to think about it, but this place was four times larger.
Isabel was drawn to the selection of bras they had; Jenn saw dresses by the rack, while an amazing looking long legged blonde walked up to me. She was probably Cece’s age ... very early 30’s. Her nametag was in script and said “Missy.”
“Hello, I am Missy, can I help any of you find anything specific?”
Isabel turned and said, “Hello, my bras are hurting again, I know I was a 26 B, but I must be bigger now. I am sorry ... my name is Isabel, I am Michael’s sister, the other girl is his fiancée, her name is Jennifer.”
“Wonderful to meet you all. May I take Isabel to find out her new bra size, Michael?”
She looked over to me, and I said, “Sure. Anything for my big sister.”
They walked together to the back; I found Jennifer and wrapped my arms around her.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” she said back.
“See anything you really like? I would buy the entire store for you if you asked me to.”
“That’s so sweet. I could use some dresses and some bras, both strapless. I am sixteen with a hot body and a stud for a boyfriend.”
“I agree with most of that. Look at some dresses why don’t you? I can’t think of a color or design that you wouldn’t make even prettier.”
“Excuse me, Michael,” Missy interrupted, “Your sister wants you to make sure she looks OK. It seems rather odd, but I think she really wants you to like the bra she is wearing. Through the curtain, second curtain on your right. Take your time.”
“Thank you Missy, she looks up to me a lot,” I said walking into where I was directed.
“Wait a second Michael,” Isabel said. “OK, you can look.”
“Wow, how big have you gotten Tinkerbell?”
“I was a small B, you know just barely. Now I am a full B, and also my number was 26 ... now I’m a 32B. You probably helped me by all of your ... personal help. I love you Michael.” She ended her mini-monologue by giving me a kiss.
“Wonderful, now we know your size. I will bet we can find something really sexy for you to wear, if you want?”
“OK, now you can go. Help Jenn find something ... I will be right out.”
She goes from sexy to bossy to everything in between, and no matter what ... I love her like no brother should ever love his sister. Stu will be better for her, whenever they realize their feelings for one another.
We walked out with Jennifer getting nine dresses and eight bras. Isabel came out with a complete replacement of her underwear, with matching bras and panties. With Jenn and I watching her model dresses, she got fourteen, along with some really pretty three inch heels. She walked out in the clothes she was wearing before, except for one of her new bras. She was finally getting the shape and boobies she has desired for a long time.
It was five pm, which that knowledge by itself made my stomach rumble.
“Is our Michael getting hungry?” Isabel said as we walked to the car.
“Damn right he is,” I said with a smile. “I saw a Carrabba’s Italian Grill around here somewhere. Did someone bring me a pill for later?”
Isabel opened her small purse and said, “I have at least two al all times for my Michael.”
“Thank you sweetheart,” I said giving her a kiss on the mouth.
“Michael,” Jennifer said.
“We’re in Nashville, Jennifer, nobody here knows us. Let’s enjoy this freedom for a while, girls. Let’s go to dinner, please?”
We had a wonderful and very satisfying meal each ordering something different from the menu. As we were finishing up, I glanced and saw it was seven thirty.
“Do you feel like driving tonight or waiting until morning Jennifer?”
“You mean ... stay the night, right here in Nashville?”
“Just the three of us?” Isabel added.
“Why not, you look too tired to go very far,” I said. “You are our only legal driver, Jenn-Jenn.”
“You are probably right,” she said, giving me a shoulder slap.
“Can we stay someplace nice?” Isabel asked.
“Sure, Nashville is on our June Tour, let’s look for the Omni Nashville Hotel. I heard mom say it was too expensive for our group, but that might mean it could be just right for us.”
We found it easily enough, although I was suddenly worried if we were too young actually to get a room. I asked permission to flirt to explain the problem. They both agreed.
We walked up to the woman behind the counter, with Jennifer on my arm and Isabel holding my hand.
“May I help you?” she said to us.
“Hello, we are part of the Gold Standard Society, and we need a room for the night?” I said to her.
“You are Michael Thomas and Jennifer Guthrie! You must be Isabel ... I love you all. Do you have a reservation, Michael?”
“No, we came here to shop for the day, and have decided to stay the night in your beautiful city.”
“No problem at all. I assume you want two rooms?”
“No, one room with two beds will be all right for us,” I said.
“We have a room just like that on the 17th floor. Would that be all right with you?”
I looked at the girls barely containing their excitement. “Yes, that would be just fine. What do we need to do?”
“I need a driver’s license and a valid credit card.”
Jennifer handed her driver’s license. I produced a credit card. She took them both and gave them back. Jenn filled out a form about our car, including her license plate. “Thank you, I hope you enjoy your stay.”
All of our stuff was either in our go bags and their purchase bags. We got our room keys and went up to our room to look it over.
For the first time all day my phone rang; it was Mom.
“Where are you?”
“We’re just fine. I tried to get hold of you to tell you we were going out of town to go shopping.”
“So ... where are you -- Evansville?”
“Nope, we’re in Nashville.”
“Why there?”
“Why not here? Actually, the girls plotted this, and I went along. We are guilty, if that is what you are trying to ascertain, but we are only 225 miles from home. We will get home sometime tomorrow afternoon. How’s that sound to you?”
“Well, when you do get home, we all have some great news to share. See you tomorrow. Kiss the girls for me please?”
“Will do Mom. Love you,” I said hanging up.
“OK girls, you got me here. What else have you planned?”
“Are you tired honey, we could all rest for a while,” Isabel said stroking my neck from behind. It felt good.
“How do I look Michael, do you like my new clothes?” she said soothingly.
“Everything you got today looks really nice ... on both of you. Your hands are really soft and comforting.”
“I don’t want to fall asleep in my clothes,” I remembered saying. My shoes and pants were off in a jiffy. I don’t remember how they took my shirts off.
Jenn reminded me we didn’t have a GSS rehearsal until Tuesday, so we weren’t in any particular hurry to get home.
I may have been trying to sleep, but the girls decided it would be fun to be completely naked. I felt a hand around my full-sized erection and my face being kissed all over.
Was this a dream or not?
I felt my dick go inside the tightest pussy ever and another in front of my face smelling so good I couldn’t keep from slurping at it. The response to my licking was very definitely the sound of Jennifer ... but did that mean... ?
I opened my eyes watching my little sister dropping down and impaling herself on my dick. God, I hope this is a dream, or I am going straight to hell when I die, which may be any minute.
Jenn moved away to let me see clearly what I thought was my imagination. Isabel was riding me, and doing it quite well.
“Don’t worry Michael,” Jennifer said. “She’s earned a ride on the Michael train. I have some ‘Morning After Pills.’”
“Whoo-Whoo,” Isabel said imitating a train’s whistle.
“But, I thought you would be horribly upset if we ever did this, much less in front of you, Jennifer?”
“You love us both, we both love you. This ... is only fair. Now give it to her and cum inside her. She may be close to passing out lover boy.”
I took Isabel by under her arms and started fucking up into her causing that wonderful sensation that starts somewhere below your nuts and doesn’t end until you explode like a fucking volcano inside the woman you are connected to...
She was gasping as I was waiting for the dream to end.
Things kept going, as I felt my load of Michael Milk escaping from her and filling my flat stomach. They both lapped it up like two pussycats until it was gone.
My dear god in heaven ... this was all real. It felt real, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted it to be or not.
“Michael, suck on my tits please?” the voice of a redheaded angel said to me. We had yet to disconnect, I don’t think she wanted to.
Her bouncy B’s were above me ready to be sucked on. “Oooh, you are getting hard again. Does that mean you can cum again too?” she wondered.
“Jennifer needs...”
“I am all right Michael, go ahead and satisfy your sister. Who knows when we may get another chance like this again?”
“Are you sure Jennifer? This changes things, doesn’t it?”
“Only for the better. Now fuck her.”
“Yeah, Michael ... fuck me!”
I pulled her towards me, and we had our most exquisite kiss in either of our lifetimes. I rolled her over and went into my fastest gear I had, causing a blur of action where we joined. It took me longer than I expected, but I had one of her legs by her head, and the dam broke again. I came so much, she wasn’t screaming, but she was very nearly out of breath.
“Does ... it ... always ... feel ... this good?” she gasped.
“If I am doing it right, it should Tinker Bell,” I said to her.
I pulled out, but Jenn was there with a warm cloth to sop my milk all up. I ran to the bathroom to pee so she could get up herself.
Jenn had to help her to the toilet, and we all heard her draining for a very long time. She was too worn out to be blushing. She did wipe herself then put out her arms for me to take her back to bed. I put her in the middle and Jenn and I crawled in next to her.
Peaceful seemed like the wrong word to use, but it’s all that came to mind. I gave them both a kiss and we went to sleep for the night. Jenn gave her a Plan B pill.
Tinkerbell could barely walk the next morning, but she didn’t seem to mind as much as I was worried. After we all took a shower together, Jenn had her trusty menthol rub, and she gave Isabel a complete back and leg massage. I got dressed and got out one of Isabel’s new outfits with underwear for her to put on. I took my morning pill.
We were all dressed and had breakfast, then checked out and got in Jenn’s Toyota together. As we pulled away from the hotel I turned to Jennifer and said, “Thank you for the early birthday present last night, both of you.”
Then I told my sister, “Sweetie, when we get home, you need to do your best to not show on your face that you have been making love.”
“How does it show on my face, Michael?”
“It’s hard to explain, maybe Jennifer can help. Could you please?”
“Sure. Isabel, don’t follow him around like you have lost your puppy and he is the puppy.” They both giggled.
“Another thing is to act disinterested in him. Don’t gawk or moon or stare at him too much.”
“I think I understand that. Anything else, Michael?”
I had an idea to sing my feelings to Isabel...
(From OKLAHOMA)
Some people claim that you
are to blame as much as I.
Why do y’ take the trouble
to bake my favorite pie?
Grantin’ your wish, I
carved our initials on that tree.
Jist keep a slice of all
the advice you give so free.
Don’t praise my charm too much
Don’t look so vain with me
Don’t stand in the rain with me
People will say we’re in love!
Don’t take my arm too much
Don’t keep your hand in mine
Your hand feels so grand in mine
People will say we’re in love!
Don’t dance all night with me
Till the stars fade from above.
They will see it’s all right with me
People will say we’re in love.
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