New Years Fuckin Eve
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December 10, 1980
November turned into December; Thanksgiving passed and Christmas approached. Patti and Evie were regular visitors in our house every Saturday. I was proud of myself for arranging that weekly get-together; it was proving to be quite beneficial not only for myself and both of them, but for my family as well.
I continued to focus on my school work. I believed things were improving drastically, especially in French class, where Patti's assistance had given me a big boost. The real indication would come in the round of exams right before Christmas break. But I already felt certain that my second quarter report card would show the great improvement I needed to push all thoughts of my accident from everyone's mind.
Two other academic issues also captured some of my attention. I'd taken the SAT for the second time the previous weekend, and had taken steps ahead of time to prepare myself for it. I wanted to make sure I scored well, again, to avoid speculation about long-term effects of my lightning strike. Also, our school guidance counselor had pushed everyone in the senior class to get their college applications out before Christmas break. That is very early, almost absurdly so, but his rationale was that it would give us time to make an informed decision. I'd already completed and sent the application to Rutgers, which for me, was the only one that really mattered. But for my parents' sake, I had to make an honest effort in appearing to consider other schools. To humor Dad, I was planning to apply to Princeton and Penn, although I knew I didn't stand an ice cube's chance in hell of getting into either of those places. I also planned to apply to the University of Delaware, and one of three Philly-area schools: Villanova, St. Joseph's or Drexel.
Socially, I was treading water, mostly because school was taking up so much of my time these days. I'd seen Diana around the school a time or two, but she appeared to want to have nothing to do with me. Oh, well. C'est la vie. I still hung out with the same group of people at lunch time.
Today, at lunch, the main topic of conversation was something that was on everyone's mind: the tragic murder of John Lennon two days previously. Eventually, the dialogue veered in another direction: the status of our college applications.
"I feel like an idiot in this crowd," Andy joked. He was the one among us who was likely not college-bound, for he was a struggling student, although he was a hell of a nice guy. "I might be going to a community college in the fall. We'll see. Where are the rest of you applying? I'm curious."
I spoke first, running down my list of schools. "But I'm going to Rutgers. No question about that."
Joe went next. "I want to go out of state," he said, "but not too far away. I'm applying to Delaware, Penn State, and a few of the Philly schools." Thus, I'd probably be wishing Joe good luck and good-bye at graduation.
After Joe came Patti; she was in a completely different league from the rest of us. "I want a top-notch pre-med program. I'm looking at Princeton, Columbia, Penn; also Johns Hopkins, and Duke." I had already figured that Patti was destined to follow a different path from the rest of us, and I felt a little sad about that. But she could unquestionably get into schools like those, so why wouldn't she? She was a special case.
"Most likely I'm going to Rutgers," Evie offered, smiling in my direction. "Mom is trying to talk me into going someplace else, so I'll probably apply to a couple of other schools, just to please her."
God bless your Mom, Evie, but you have to resist her! I thought. Not only regarding your college choice, but your hair as well! Of course, Evie had chosen Rutgers in the other timeline; I fervently hoped nothing would happen to influence that choice this time.
Finally it was Dave's turn. "Rutgers all the way, baby," he grinned. "A top-notch, grade A party school. Not even gonna bother applying anywhere else."
I sighed inwardly, wondering just what I was going to do about Dave.
That evening, I was in my bedroom, strumming away on the guitar which Eileen had lent to me. Learning the guitar was one non-academic pleasure I'd allowed myself to continue to enjoy. Hey, I needed some outlet, or else I'd lose my mind. I'd blown through the beginner and intermediate lessons on my own. I didn't think I'd ever be an outstanding guitarist; I just wanted to become competent.
I began to dig into my collection of sheet music, the vast majority of which I'd acquired before the lightning strike, in search of other tunes to learn on the guitar. One in particular, buried near the bottom of the box, grabbed my attention: "Morning Has Broken", for guitar and piano. An idea began to form inside my head. Specifically, I envisioned another brother-sister bonding experience, if only Eileen would be agreeable.
I knew that the musically talented Eileen had gotten her start with church music. "Morning Has Broken" is, in essence, a religious song. In fact, it was better known as a hymn until Cat Stevens recorded the popular version in the early seventies. Stevens' version is pretty much a simple mix of piano, acoustic guitar and vocals. I spent the next hour or so getting the chords down. Then, I decided to convince Eileen to learn the piano part.
I knocked on her door. The usual "Come in!" was, this time, accompanied by giggles. I stepped inside the room. Eileen was there, along with Chrissy Hannigan, who seemed to be all but living at our house these days.
I said a quick "Hello," to Chrissy, then spoke to Eileen. "I had a crazy idea just now. Do you think you could learn this piece on the piano?" I handed her the sheet music.
Eileen looked at me doubtfully. "I dunno ... why?"
"Just an idea I had for a little collaboration," I grinned.
My sister appeared on the verge of saying no, when Chrissy stepped in and saved the day.
"Why not, Eileen? Give it a try. It should be fun."
Eileen sighed, but then a smile of resignation crossed her face. "Okay, Mr. Piano Instructor. You win. Let me see what I can do."
"Thanks, Eileen. And thanks, Chrissy," I said with a smile. Sometimes, peer pressure is a good thing.
They went downstairs; I stayed behind, but listened carefully as Eileen began to pound the ivories. She was clumsy at first, but in typical fashion, she learned quickly. When I believed she was almost ready, down the stairs I went with the guitar.
"My idea is very simple," I explained to Eileen. "You do the piano part, and I'll handle the vocals and the guitar."
"Oh, this should be amazing!" Chrissy squealed. Eileen didn't seem as confident about that, but she nonetheless nodded, motioning for me to begin.
It took us several tries to even approximate mastering it. Of course, no one else knew this, but I had experience in coordinating with other musicians, whereas Eileen really didn't, except when it came to vocals. I had to coach her through it.
"As soon as you hear me sing 'word, ' come right in with the piano," I directed.
But it wasn't long until we almost had it down. Then Eileen surprised me with a little innovation of her own. She began to sing along with me, harmonizing beautifully. I nodded my head in pleasant surprise. Wow!
When that run-through was complete, a burst of applause exploded behind us. Mom and Dad had wandered in. The two of them, along with Chrissy, had been watching in amazement.
"Pat, Eileen, that was simply gorgeous!" gushed Mom, bursting with pride.
Dad added, "You two should record that one!"
We performed it a couple more times, for our very appreciative audience, then I put an end to the mini-concert.
"My voice is getting hoarse," I rationalized, waving off all requests for one more encore.
"Now I need to ask a favor of you, Pat," Eileen whispered to me, out of earshot of the others.
"What kind of favor?" I asked curiously.
"Chrissy wants to play a duet with you on the piano. Can you humor her?"
And so, I motioned Chrissy over. We went through "Heart and Soul" a couple of times, and then the two girls dashed upstairs.
As I was heading up to my own room, I passed Dad, who was sitting in his favorite chair, inexplicably grinning at me.
"What's so funny?" I asked him.
"I think little Chrissy has a crush on you," he said, laughing.
I just shrugged off that remark. I had too many other things on my plate right now, and in truth, Chrissy was not even close to being on my radar, girl-wise.
December 20, 1980
"I think you'll manage without my help this week," Patti had said to me the day before, a Friday. "Way to go! All you needed was a little help with the basic stuff."
I'd just learned that I'd gotten a B-plus on what amounted to the mid-term exam for the second quarter in French class. Yes, I was making solid progress.
"Don't be modest. You deserve some of the credit for that," I told her. "And I'll miss having you and Evie over tomorrow."
"We'll continue our little Saturday tradition after the holidays, okay? But I have some family stuff to do tomorrow. It's the Saturday before Christmas."
Thus, I had a free Saturday afternoon. But I still had exams scheduled on Monday and Tuesday of next week, before Christmas break got underway. I needed to find a quiet place to study. My solution? The public library. Mom dropped me off at around noon.
I buried my face into my books for a couple of hours, then decided to take a break. I happened to notice the library's large collection of telephone directories from all over the country. I had a rare opportunity to research a couple of topics of interest. My parents, of course, had a copy of the local directory delivered to our house every year, but the most recent one had long since disappeared.
However, here at the library, I found the current local directory in short order. I flipped to the "L" section, and then looked for the name "Li". And there it was: the listing for Paul Li's parents. Here was actual confirmation that Paul, my good friend in the other timeline, and bassist extraordinaire as well, was pretty certain to be alive and well in this one too. Not only that, but he lived at the same address where he'd grown up the first time around. In this life, his place would be about five miles away from ours.
So, what to do about that? I had the same dilemma I had upon meeting Evie for the first time in this life. I couldn't very well walk up to his front door, ring the bell, and say to him, "Hi! I'm Pat O'Malley. We're destined to be good friends." But I had to figure something out! Paul had been a very faithful, lifelong friend in the other life, even closer in some ways than Dave. I'd grown up with him, and then worked with him professionally as an adult. His level-headedness had often kept me grounded.
But all I could tell myself at this point was... I need to give some more thought to this matter.
And so, I put aside the local directory, and switched to my other concern of this nature. I found several directories from Florida; Miami, Jacksonville, Tampa, Orlando and the like. I began searching for one surname: Trujillo.
I tried to recall the information about Inez that the older version of Evie had given me right before I was sent back to 1980. At this point in time, Inez was supposed to be living in Florida with her parents, who would die in a car accident a few years from now. Inez herself was probably about to get knocked up by an abusive boyfriend.
But I quickly realized that this project would bear no fruit; at least not right now. Evie had not mentioned the part of Florida where Inez had grown up. And there were many Trujillos in the various directories, particularly in the Miami one. Furthermore, any listing would have used the names of her parents, not Inez. And their names were, of course, unknown to me.
In 2007, I could have just Googled "Inez Trujillo" and probably gathered enough information to find her. This was 1980, however, and if the phone book wouldn't suffice, I was shit out of luck. Remember, I was a 17-year old with no transportation and no income. I sure couldn't afford a detective or a trip to Florida. I concluded that any attempt to track down Inez, to find out what she knew about my trip back in time, would not happen soon. Maybe I'd even have to wait till I reached full adulthood. Thus, I pushed all thoughts of Inez, and what I believed she'd done to me, back into the furthest corners of my mind.
Mom picked me up at about four o'clock, and mentioned that I'd received a phone call.
"Dave called," she related. "I told him you'd call him as soon as you got home."
"Hey buddy," Dave's voice came over the phone, a few minutes later, "wanna come over? I had a brainstorm."
"Really?" I uttered in response, curious as to what his idea was.
"Yeah. I just talked to Evie, and she's coming, too. Think you can manage to bring your keyboard over here?"
I grinned widely. Now this was something to look forward to!
I sheepishly asked Mom if she'd give me another lift. I then managed to squeeze my keyboard into the back seat of her car. I had to partially disassemble it.
At the Mancuso residence, Dave and Evie helped me put the keyboard back together in the garage. Dave, of course, had his drums set up there. Evie had brought her saxophone. This, naturally, conjured up memories. Lots of them. In this very same location, we as high school seniors had jammed together, laying the foundation for our band. In the other timeline, it had been Dave, Paul, and myself. This time around, it was Dave, Evie and I.
There was one song I wanted to try right away: the tune Evie and her two friends had performed at the talent show, "Just the Way You Are". And as luck would have it, Evie had brought a copy of the music.
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New Years Eve By Cheryl Lynn This is a work of fiction and any relationship to persons or events is purely accidental. Like my other "Eve" stories, this contains unwanted sex and humiliation. If these stories are not to your liking, Do Not Read. You have been warned. This story may be downloaded for personal pleasure only and any other use prohibited without the author's consent. [email protected]. New Years...
The sexual revolution in the Western world from the 1960s to the 1980s was a time of amazing transition. Our society was becoming increasingly accepting of sex outside of traditional heterosexual, monogamous relationships. Sex outside of marriage and homosexuality, as well as other alternative forms of sexuality, were much less taboo. The development of birth control pills also helped to make non-spousal sex more enjoyable.My name is Kendra, and I live in the Atlanta area and graduated from...
CuckoldMy name is Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam. New Year's eve always makes me recall how my Dad and I became lovers. Before then, if anyone had suggested having sex with my father, I would have told him or her they were crazy. It isn't that I would have been repulsed by the idea; it just never entered my thoughts. Mom left us when I was a senior in high school. My 38-year-old Mom dumped us for her golf instructor who was six years her junior. I came home from school that day in late January...
“Everybody’s dancing in the moonlight Everybody’s feeling warm and bright It’s such a fine and natural sight Everybody’s dancing in the moonlight.” King Harvest - 1972 So there we were. It was midnight and my three wives, and I were out in the back yard at midnight wrapped in each other’s arms, dancing in the moonlight to the sound of that great 1972 song booming from the stereo on the deck. The three bellies of my three pregnant wives were rubbing against my not pregnant belly as we swayed...
We finished the evening with two couples and two black studs at my Latina friend Veronica's house. What an amazing sex filled night. This New Years eve my friend Roni (short for Veronica) asked me to come out to Chandler (suburb of Phoenix) and spend the evening with her. She said that her and another couple, Sue and Dave, were going out to Stone and Vine a popular Italian Restaurant and bar. Honestly, I wasn't feeling my best with a bit of a sour stomach but I decided to go anyway. I am so...
Following my divorce a few years ago, I hit the road over the holidays and went to three college bowl games in various cities. I ended up in Atlanta on New Year’s Eve. I refused to sit in the hotel room alone for the night. I found an Uber and headed to a local club that was having a big party. I had never been to this club but it had a great reputation around the area.I arrived to a line of people waiting to get inside. I got in line and waited thirty minutes to get in. To pass the time, I...
Straight SexTen… nine… eight… Here Jo was again, on her knees on a New Year’s Eve, awaiting the stroke of midnight with yet another cock in her mouth. Seven… six… five… Her eyes were on the next one, though… different from the 57 she’d already sucked since the party started three hours ago… a special cock, reserved for her for the stroke of midnight, all part of her New Year’s resolution. Five… four… Since she’d started her wonderful career as a professional slut on her eighteenth birthday, more than a...
Group SexMy twin nieces have kept my balls drained for a few years now, and nobody knows about it. Ever since I passed out one New Year's eve and woke up to find Deanie and Debbie jacking me off into a glass of champagne, they've enjoyed the "fruit of my loins," so to speak. I'm about ten years older than the twins and we get along well together. We have many common interests, which is why no one, including their folks, think it's strange that we spend so much time together.But it's what we do with one...
Just to give you an idea of how my young wife's mind worked. One New Years Eve, when we lived in Southern Calif , even in January it was still pretty warm, after a great meal and more Champagne than she should have drank. I had placed a sleep blindfold over her eyes and had taken her to one of the local sleazy adult motels something we did on a number of occasions, as she loved not knowing where she was or what was going to happen, in the front parking lot I had unzipped her cocktail dress...
Two years younger than me, she always wanted me to take her out on the lake in our small rowboat. I actually thought about taking her out there and leaving her on the lake, swimming back, it irritated me so much. I hated her always hanging around. That is until one day, I really began to love it. It was hot; the air in the low mountains didn't get as cool at night in the higher elevations. The lake was large. I couldn't even see one end of it from the other. I wasn't having one hell...
I was counting the days until New Years Eve like a small child waits for Santa Claus, my favorite day of the year had finally arrived. Matt and I were supposed to have an unforgettable time at the party then spend the night at the hotel making love. I willed myself to be determined to have a fun evening even though Matt had dumped me the day after Christmas. The dress I had bought to wear with Matt would no longer be sufficient to create the impression I now longed to make. My best friend and I...
We were invited to a “Walk on the Wild Side,” New Year’s Eve party. It was held in Miami at the home of an up and coming member of the local “hot set.” This is not a group we normally run with — but our firm had recently landed as an account a company owned by this individual’s half brother, for some marketing of a particular product on the West Coast of Florida (where we live.) There was some initial concern that we might be “too laid...
It had been literally years since we’d gone out like this together. Between work, the kids, cub scouts, girl scouts, mowing the lawn and every other activity that consumed almost every waking moment, there was little time for just us. We finally moved this past summer slightly closer to home. A few weeks before the millennium Carol’s parents called and said they’d be coming down for New Years Eve. They even volunteered to watch the kids if we wanted to go out. At first we...
Foreword: This is the first story that I have written by request, and it is partly a collaboration with her. I normally give permission for operators of erotic story web sites to redistribute my stories. However, because this is a collaboration, we ask that you get permission from both of us before posting our story. Authorship for this story belongs to both Hungry Guy and Eve (who has requested to be anonymous). Thanks. I had been lurking in the alt.torture newsgroup for years. I had always...
David finished combing his hair and headed downstairs while Beth was still in the shower. He hadn't slept well as he kept having disturbing dreams about his wife and brother all night long. He kissed his wife good morning and noticed she looked exhausted, like she hadn't slept very well either. He went down to the kitchen and poured some coffee, Steve was sitting at the table reading the sports section of the morning paper wearing only his sweat pants. Steve's eyes were blood shot,...
Lying on my hammock, listening to the soft singing of the cicadas in the trees, I swayed in the cool spring breeze that was making the white, dogwood blooms dance overhead. Far above those white flower-laden trees the clouds were sweeping past, not fluffy and innocent cotton candy clouds but angry looking clouds. Off in the distance I heard a rumble that promised the rain they had said was soon to come. Within an hour or so I would have to go inside, but for now the approaching storm was just...
Driving on the beach road toward the Mermaid, they admired the shimmering moonlit surf. With no other cars on the road he drove without headlights. "Ashley, that woman just rubbed herself all over you when you danced," she laughed. "Oh Miss Scarlet, Stephanie has her ways," he replied. "Stephanie must be a very close friend," she went on. "I thought for a while that we might find a real relationship, but she's too scared of being close to someone. We went skiing and to the...
After such a wonderful first-time bisexual experience with our new close friends Dan & Anna, we arrived home all aglow with our new-found sense of love & understanding. We got some supper & headed up to our room. “ Oh baby, you looked so sexy with Dan's big thick cock in your mouth! The way you were sucking it, you looked like you were really enjoying having a man's big cock to suck on finally?” “ Yeah, I guess you got me on that one. I love how his dick is a bit more...
“Wow, she was right. You do have the sweetest cum†Eve said as she gathered her things. “She talks to you about me as well?†I asked. “Oh, yes. She loves to discuss the guys we have both been able to experience. Another week had flown by at work and still no response from my little cum slut. No answer to my text or any phone calls. At this point, I assumed the worst and tried to put her out of my mind. This was really hard to do. There are so many memories of her expanding my sexual horizons...
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