The Destroyers Book 3 Civil WarChapter 21 Minefields
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July 11, 1992, Chicago, Illinois
“You’re still up?” I said to Elyse who was sitting on the couch in the great room. “Good.”
“Uh-oh,” she said. “What’s up?”
“I need to tell you something and get your opinion, and it’s better I do it before I talk to Jessica and Kara in the morning.”
“It’s nearly 1:00am!” she protested.
“I know. But honestly, I can sleep in if I need to, and so can you. There’s no breakfast or Guys’ and Girls’ Nights because we had the back-to-back parties last week, plus Albert’s and Stephie’s birthdays. What time did my wives go to bed?”
“Around 11:30pm. They were waiting up for you but eventually were too tired.”
“I should have called,” I said. “But Samantha and I talked until just after midnight.”
“Talked? As in words coming out of your mouths? Or body language?”
“Talked. I didn’t even kiss her goodnight, for good reason.”
“Sauna or ‘Indian’ room?” Elyse asked.
“It’ll take longer than a sauna,” I said.
“Sauna and hot tub?” she grinned.
“If you behave. We need to talk, not fool around.”
She nodded and we went to the basement, keeping quiet so as not to disturb Michelle. Fortunately, she’d taken the room closer to the stairs than to the sauna, so it was less likely that our conversation would wake her up.
“What’s up? Obviously she had some things to say that kept you from leaving. It must have been pretty compelling given what you thought happened.”
“Oh that happened, but in the end, that was nothing. As I told all of you during our vacation, I could forgive her being with another guy after what had happened, so long as she’d been truthful otherwise.”
“So she did sleep with someone in Monaco?”
I nodded, “Yes. Once. And hated it. But that’s getting ahead of the story. Let me tell you what happened.”
I told her about the conversation with Noel Spurgeon, and then the revelations about Lisa. None of that surprised Elyse, and conformed to what she had known or surmised. I skipped over the part about Jeri because I knew that’s where the issues would come, and took Elyse through Samantha’s story.
“And you believe that?”
“I do. Everything fits. It all lines up. And so does the part I skipped.”
“Skipped? Why?”
“Because you’re going to have the same reaction that I did.”
“Why do I think this is going to be really, really bad?”
“Because it is. It’s what I thought about the whole way home. The other stuff I told you really is just High School drama, only quite a few of the players are older than kids would be in High School. And as Samantha pointed out, I have a lot in common with her dad. Fortunately, I have people who rein me in. He doesn’t.”
“OK. I still have some questions about Samantha, but what’s the bad part?”
“Jeri,” I said flatly.
“Jeri?” Elyse asked, her face showing a mix of surprise and concern.
“Jeri. Barney didn’t mess up the reservation at the InterContinental. Jeri changed it.”
“What the fuck?” Elyse gasped.
“And she wasn’t a virgin.”
“Then what the hell was that all about?”
“Getting me to do something I would never have done without her orchestrations. Join the Board of the Lundgren Foundation.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?!”
“No. And, Elyse, Jeri lost her virginity in Monaco. When she was eighteen.”
“She swore she’d never been out of Chicago! That lying little bitch! I assume we’re terminating her first thing Monday morning?”
“That was my first reaction as well.”
“Uh-oh. That means you’ve had a second reaction. Forget it! She HAS to go. If she manipulated you with sex to get control of you, who knows what she’ll do next?!”
“I thought about that, too. Samantha made a good argument to not do anything rash.”
“Oh now THIS I have to hear. Your lying little teenage lover spinning yarns for you!”
“Elyse, of all the people involved here, she’s the only one who I am reasonably certain DIDN’T lie!”
“You told me you were suspicious about Samantha’s past after Lisa told you that stuff. And come on, be serious. Seventeen-year-old virgins don’t usually wiggle their butt at you after agreeing to anal sex immediately after having their cherry popped!”
I nodded, “All things being equal, I’d agree. But just because she’d never had sex doesn’t mean she’s ignorant. I daresay that Michelle knows quite a bit about sex. As she puts it, ‘Pure, not ignorant’. And Samantha had access to something I don’t think Michelle ever even THOUGHT about, let alone did. A collection of videotapes.”
“She watched porn?” Elyse laughed.
“She once told me her dad had a huge collection of VHS tapes. Most of it was mainstream movies, but a good chunk of it was porn, apparently. I’m not sure how much she watched, really.”
And that included something I could never reveal that I’d wished Samantha hadn’t revealed to me. Tapes her father had made of some of her friends. Personally, I couldn’t fathom watching my dad have sex with anyone, and certainly not my mom. But Samantha admitted to watching two of those tapes in shock and horror, then resolving never to look at them again. I probably would have thrown up.
“I suppose I could see that.”
“Also, you know from my journals what Tasha wanted. And she wasn’t the only one. My sister’s friend Shelly. Becka. Joyce’s sister, Connie.”
“And your sister,” Elyse said flatly.
“Yes. My sister. And while it wasn’t me, I get the picture from you that you were willing to do anything with Sean that first time.”
“He had me in a constant state of orgasm. I’d have done anything. Two guys. Three guys. Girls. Anything. I was out of control, and did everything he asked for. Fortunately he didn’t bring any friends into bed with us.”
“Wow. You’ve never revealed THAT little tidbit before.”
“No, but you knew what happened when I got riled up. It’s why I was so concerned about ever having someone else in the same bed with us. But forget that. I guess it does explain why Samantha knew more than one would expect a virgin to know. But Jeri? Jesus Christ, Steve! You can’t have a girl like that around!”
“I haven’t decided what to do yet. But there are considerations. Some that Samantha raised. Some I thought of on the way home. First, as Samantha rightly pointed out, Jeri hasn’t done anything at all that actually hurt me, except perhaps get me on the Foundation Board, and even that is debatable.”
“But all the stuff with her mom?”
“Would have happened anyway. So long as Jeri worked for me, her mom would have seen me as the main thing keeping Jeri away from the Foundation. I don’t believe Margaret Lundgren knows I slept with Jeri. If she did, I think things might have been uglier. And if this was some giant conspiracy between Jeri and her mom, then why put me on the board if I’m going to oppose them? No, I think that stuff would have happened whatever the reason I had, or Jeri had, for what happened in LA.”
“But still!”
“I know. But think this through now. If I fire Jeri, I am going to HAVE to give the Board of Directors a reason. She’s integral to the company. I spent two months defending her and insisting we keep her on staff because she was so important. Because she’s the best Windows programmer we have. Now I go back and say, whoops, I slept with her three years ago, and because of that I need to fire her. Just how well do you think THAT will go over?
“I KNOW Illinois is an ‘at will’ state and I can just let her go. But the Board will demand an answer. Lying to them is NOT a reasonable course of action. I know this sounds as if I’m trying to cover my butt here, but I’m not. If I need to confess what happened, so be it, but there’s more to it than just me confessing to the board.
“Karl is on the board. His best friend is Howard Pointe, Jeri’s fiancé. Karl will know I slept with Jeri. Karl will know about the manipulation. Do you think there is any way, any way at all, that he DOESN’T tell Howard? Your best friend’s girl is a manipulative, conniving bitch who seduced her boss and used him. That will wreck things between Howard and Jeri, will probably wreck my friendship with Howard, will upset Jeri, AND likely cause Karl to resign from the board.”
“So a girl who you just described as a manipulative, conniving bitch gets to keep all of her ill-gotten gains?”
“Which are what, exactly? A fiancé who loves her and I’m reasonably certain she loves? A good job which she had before she seduced me. Me on the Board of the Foundation. Of the three, only the last one is really ‘ill gotten’ and despite my complete distaste for it, there is a good reason to stay.”
“What the fuck would that be?”
“Alec Glass. The one bright, shining hope in this entire mess. Well, besides Samantha, though she has her own issues which need to be dealt with.”
“What do you care about Lisa’s dad?”
“What do I care about a man with integrity? An honest man? A man who keeps his word and is faithful to his wife? And did a business deal with me which was mutually beneficial? AND who thinks Margaret Lundgren is a waste of human flesh?”
“OK,” Elyse said with a smile. “So you found an honest man, Diogenes. That’s not sufficient reason to keep her around.”
“There’s another consideration. The Michelle G. Easton Center. It’s funded by the Foundation and could not survive without the funding. And if I make enemies of Jeri and Margaret Lundgren, just what do you think will happen? And by the way, that’s another thing Alec has going for him. He’s the one who suggested hiring Bethany as the director of the Center. I have to consider that as well.”
“No way! No fucking way! Jeri HAS to go.”
“So we dismiss our best programmer, throw NIKA and the Board into complete turmoil, wreck Howard’s relationship, and make enemies of Jeri and Margaret Lundgren? That’s what would happen here. And I guarantee you it WOULD get out, and then what happens when Cèlia or Kajri decides my rules don’t REALLY apply? Or Mikela? There is NO possible upside to firing her. None. Hell, do YOU want to explain it to Ben Jackson? I sure as hell don’t! Or what if Jeri decides to file a sexual harassment lawsuit? THEN what? Think that will go particularly well? Remember, Barney arranged for a room for me and I willingly didn’t use it.”
“God damnit! We CAN’T have her around. Not if she acts that way!”
“And I don’t?” I said gently. “I played that game with Lisa like a professional.”
“But that was defending yourself.”
“Which somehow gives me moral high ground? I don’t think so! Bad behavior is bad behavior. I told you I didn’t like it, and I don’t because people shouldn’t act like that. Ever! Something Samantha said to me that she and I discussed later really sticks out. And that was the comparison she made between me and her dad.”
“What?”
“He has a serious penchant for teenage virgins and a long track record of them eagerly dropping their panties for him. Sound familiar?”
Elyse smirked, “Well, yes.”
“Samantha pointed out the difference between her dad and me is that I’m younger and he has more money. Well, and one other thing that is what has her tied up in knots. I know how to love people. He doesn’t. And that’s what made her feel so bad when she had sex with the guy in Monaco. Maybe he was lousy in bed, but I doubt it. I bet she’s telling the truth. The problem was that he wasn’t me.”
“Wasn’t you?”
“She was just a girl he’d lusted after for years. A warm body to get off with. It turns out, Samantha didn’t like that. She spent the rest of that first week in her room except for meals. The second week she spent time with her mom. She said it was the first time she’d ever felt her mom cared for her. I think part of it was Samantha making the effort, and part of it was her mom seeing how much Samantha was hurting.”
“And her dad?”
“At first, I was a bit pissed about the Jeri thing, but then Samantha pointed out I was just like him. That particular look in the mirror wasn’t enjoyable.”
“So no more teenage virgins for you?” Elyse asked.
I chuckled, “Samantha rightly said that the time will come when I waive my rules because I see something I truly want. I suspect she’s right. But I’m certainly going to be more, well, restrained. I was already moving down that path. If Lisa hadn’t done what she did, I would have turned Jodie down and stuck to my agreement.”
“Are you SURE about that?”
I chuckled, “Yes, actually, I am. As weird as this might sound, I liked the limits.”
“That’s maturity. It’s what you’re teaching the kids - you are free, but there ARE limits. Where those limits are depends on the person and the situation. Rules are good when they serve to guide us, not control us. It’s like the rope barrier at a cliff. You can easily go past it, but it’s there to warn you of danger. A fifty-foot wall would protect you from danger, but would also take away the breathtaking view. You believe in rope barriers, not fifty-foot walls. And the restraint comes from within you, not from the outside.”
“Exactly. And that’s what Lisa, Jeri, and Samantha never learned growing up. Only Samantha has become fully aware of it and needs someone to help her figure things out.”
“You?” Elyse asked with an arched eyebrow.
“Maybe. As a friend. I don’t know that I’ll ever be with her again. It will take time to rebuild our relationship.”
“What does she want?”
I smiled, “She asked me to stay the night, but it was half-hearted because she knew I’d say ‘no’. In fact, deep down, she wanted me to say ‘no’ so that I wasn’t her father. If you get my meaning. It’s like with Bethany after Nick was murdered.”
“So what’s going to happen with Samantha?”
“She’ll come to dinner next weekend if Jessica and Kara agree it’s OK. Samantha knows it won’t be easy, but she wants to try.”
“What she wants is the ‘Steve Adams experience’,” Elyse smirked.
“But not the way you mean it. She wants to be loved. Truly loved.”
“Interesting. But back to Jeri. Damn it! I do NOT like this one bit.”
“You think I do? And riddle me this - what do I tell Jessica and Kara?”
“Oh shit! That’s just as bad, if not worse!”
“Yeah,” I sighed.
I got up and adjusted the sauna controls, and Elyse and I got into the hot tub. I turned on the whirlpool jets and we sat quietly for a few minutes while the water swirled around us.
“You can’t tell them if you’re going to keep Jeri on staff. But you can’t lie to them, either.”
“Two completely contradictory positions both of which must be fulfilled. Now you see my REAL issue.”
“And I’m your sounding board.”
“As always! First, you’ll read all of this in my journal. Second, it affects NIKA. Third, I needed your advice.”
“Hey, genius, if you write it in your Journal, Jessica will read it eventually.”
“Shit,” I sighed.
“And you never lie to your journal and never leave anything except your, uh Italian connections, out of it.”
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September 4, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “These are really interesting pieces,” I said to Siobhán. Kimmy, Elyse, and I were reviewing the two completed pieces that she’d done as examples of what the series would look like. “You don’t like them?” Siobhán asked pensively. “No, I do! Why would you think I didn’t?” “Usually when someone says ‘interesting’ about abstract art it means they don’t like it.” “Sorry, in this case I meant it. Maybe ‘intriguing’ would have been a better word.” She...
June 18, 1988, Chicago, Illinois “White belts, except for Jessica, with Sensei Steve!” Sensei Jim barked after everyone had lined up and we’d done our exercises. This had been the pattern for Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evenings as well. Jessica stayed with the main class, while I took the other white belts into the small practice room to work with them. I’d asked Sensei about it after class on Monday and he said that Jessica was almost ready to move up, and now that she was coming...
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...
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...
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...
August 15, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Whoa!” Cynthia declared, as she turned the pages in The New Joy of Sex. “All these positions! I want to try them!” She was paging through the section of the book which had lots of illustrations. “Wait!” she gasped, as she turned the page. “Bondage? Whoa! He has her tied to the bed!” “That might be fun,” I grinned. “And then I can tie YOU to the bed?” she asked with a silly smirk. “I suppose turn-about is fair play.” “And threesomes?” “That might not...
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...
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...
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...
I My name is Teddy Carlson. I’m twenty-two years old and I fucked my stepmother. Not just once in some momentary lapse of judgement. But again and again…and again. Before you judge me, there’s a few things you need to understand. First, Dad and I never exactly got on like a house on fire. He was the CIO of a large hedge fund which meant that he wasn’t around much. He travelled to Europe regularly and commuted during the week to Manhattan for meetings. When he was home, he was...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual or past events and individuals is entirely coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or over.IMy name is Teddy Carlson. I’m twenty-two years old and I fucked my stepmother. Not just once in some momentary lapse of judgement. But again and again…and again. Before you judge me, there’s a few things you need to understand. First, Dad and I never exactly got on like a house on fire. He was the CIO of a large hedge fund which meant that he...
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...
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
February 16, 1997, Chicago, Illinois Our conversation during the Rap Session was about how to find ‘truth’ and both Elizabeth and I made a strong case for skepticism as the best approach to life. “But if you don’t believe anything is true, how can you decide what to do?” Brenna asked after a lengthy discussion about how to know what was true. “Remember what we said about listening carefully?” Elizabeth asked. “We operate as if the things we’ve come to believe actually are true, but always...
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...
Saturday, May 29, 1971 The rain was beating a steady tattoo on the metal roof of the Lodge when I woke up. My bladder was telling me to get up. But the rest of me wanted to stay under the covers, and listen to the rain until I drifted back to sleep. Of course, my bladder won. I scanned for the family as I walked down the hall to the communal showers, noting they were all asleep. With the warm water of the shower beating down on me, I began to scan the ranch. Mable was in the kitchen at...
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...