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September, 1985, Chicago, Illinois
“Going with Bethany to see Andrew was interesting,” Kara said on Saturday night while she, Jessica, and I were sitting in the back yard while I puffed on my pipe.
“How so?” Jessica asked.
“I’m still not sure why he asked her, or why she accepted. From talking to her on the way back home, I know why she moved up the wedding date and why she slept with him. But why she refused your proposal is confusing.”
“She moved up the date because I decided to ask you and Jess to marry me a week after she broke the news. She slept with him to try to hurt me for actually getting engaged. As for the first part, there’s still something fundamentally wrong with Bethany. She wants me to help her figure it out, but I think she’s going to need some professional help as well.”
“I’m done seeing Doctor Alborg as of our engagement,” Kara said. “I don’t think I need his help now. I have you and Jess!”
“I’d say you’ve changed. Everyone has noticed. And you’ve even reconciled with Joyce.”
“Because Doctor Alborg helped me realize what really happened.”
“Oh?” I said.
Jessica leaned forward in her chair with anticipation.
“It wasn’t that I was disgusted with what I did. It was that I liked it and that scared me because of everything that my dad and Kent van der Meer had taught me. And that was what made me struggle with the whole ‘damned to hell’ idea. And that is what made me think that what Steve and I did was wrong, and I don’t mean just with Joyce. I think my mom knew instinctively what I needed. I told Steve that my mom had said she was going to have Steve come over and fuck me until I regained my senses. Maybe she should have.”
Jess laughed, “Kind of the opposite of having your brains screwed out?”
Kara smiled, “You can say the word ‘fuck’, Jess.”
“I just don’t prefer the coarse words. It’s OK if you use them, but I’d rather not.”
“I used to be like that. Then Steve started teasing me about what he was going to do with me, and suggesting that I was eventually going to beg him to do things I thought were disgusting. He was right!”
“It’s hard to believe you were that conservative,” Jessica said. “You’ve come from being an evangelical goody-two-shoes to making a pornographic videotape!”
“We never got around to that because of Bethany,” Kara said. “I returned the camera and tripod on Tuesday, completely unused. We’ll have to find another time.”
“Can we go back to Andrew?” I asked.
“He was pretty pissed, especially at you. He thinks you convinced Bethany to break it off with him. She tried to tell him that wasn’t the case, but I don’t think he bought it. He tried to talk her into taking him back, but she simply set his ring on the table in front of him and refused to touch it again. And she was wearing your necklace, outside her sweater.”
“No wonder he blames me,” I sighed. “That was really a provocation!”
“It was her way of telling him that he’d crossed the line by trying to keep her from being your friend. He got the message. But I’m not sure he got the right message.”
“How did they leave it?” Jessica asked.
“She told him she didn’t want to see him again and that he should just forget about her and move on. She was crystal clear and there is no way he misunderstood.”
“Good,” I said. “I hope he listens. He seemed a bit volatile when he came to the house.”
“I think it was you. Didn’t you say that’s what set Gene off?” Kara asked.
“I guess so. Well, if he stays away, there isn’t an issue.”
I finished my pipe and tapped it out. The girls finished their grape sodas, and then we headed up to my room. After a bit of intense kissing between the three of us, the girls went to Kara’s room to change into their pajamas and I changed into mine. I was waiting in bed for them when they returned. Kara turned off the lights and they got into bed with me, snuggling close.
On Sunday morning, after breakfast, Jessica and Bethany disappeared for a walk. Jessica had shown me that when she encountered a challenge, or a difficult situation, that she simply took the bull by the horns and addressed whatever it was bluntly and directly, in the way I suspected an Emergency Room doctor would. In this case, though, I suspected it was for Jessica to get to know Bethany correctly. She confirmed that an hour later, when she, Kara, and I were drinking tea in the ‘Indian’ room.
“She’s a fantastic young woman,” Jessica said. “She’s also terribly confused and hurting. Encourage her to get some professional help, in addition to your helping her.”
“I assume she filled you in on more details about our relationship?”
“Yes. She’s very upset that she let you ‘slip through her grasp’, as she put it. She also assured me that she wasn’t going to try to break us up or steal you away. She needs you as her friend, Tiger, and you need to be her friend. Just remember your promise to me.”
“I do. And I told Bethany that I’d made the promise and that I was going to keep it.”
“She told me. But your track record on keeping that promise is pretty spotty. In fact you’re oh for one.”
“He’s a different person than when he cheated on me with Becky,” Kara said. “And Bethany is NOT Becky. It’s obvious that Bethany wants him, but she’d never, ever, pull the stunt that Becky pulled and try to seduce him.”
“He wants her as well,” Jessica said. “That’s obvious, too.”
“And he wanted Kathy Jaeger, and yet he turned her down when she offered. Well, she wasn’t married at that point, but that’s his life-long crush. And he resisted something a lot of people would have bet that he couldn’t. Please trust him on this, Jess.”
“What did Reagan say? ‘Trust, but verify’?” Jessica asked. “Is this a test? You’re darned right that it is. If he wants any freedom, freedom of any kind, in the future, he has to pass it.”
“Don’t start being a bitch, Jess,” Kara said. “You promised it wasn’t an automatic ‘no’. You can’t change that now.”
Jessica smiled, “It won’t be an automatic ‘no’, assuming he can demonstrate self-control. That’s the one thing that worries me about him, and it’s a legitimate worry given his history. He’s had some pretty severe lapses. I’ve heard it from you, from Bethany, from Jennifer, from his sister, and from Elyse.
“All of you warned me about it, not from the standpoint of telling me not to get involved with him, but of where he was going to struggle. We have to help him with that. Part of it is demonstrating self-control between now and December 15th. Part of it is you and I taking him to a sexual nirvana he’s never experienced before. And part of it is being comfortable with what he proposes, very occasionally.”
Kara smirked, “Sexual nirvana? That he’s never experienced? That’s a pretty tall order! And you’re a virgin!”
“Which means, like you, I will learn from the man I need to please, and who will please me, for the rest of my life. And have erotic experiences with a woman who knows how to please him and has at least some experience pleasing another woman. I may be a dominant personality out here, but in the bedroom, I want him to be completely in charge. Just like you do. But that has to wait for Stockholm in December.”
“All of it?” Kara asked.
Jessica nodded slowly, “Yes. The erotic tension is building. I want it to build more. Just kisses, nothing more. And, if you two are up to the challenge, I want you to spend a month apart before the wedding. Cuddling is OK, of course, and so are kisses. But nothing more. Are you two game?”
I smiled, “I did something like that with Jennifer when we were getting back together after Birgit died. Somebody will have to tell Elyse!”
Kara smiled, “I’ll talk to her. She’ll just have to get it all out of her system by November 15th!”
“So you’ll do it?” Jessica said.
“Sure,” I said.
“Yes,” Kara agreed. “We held off for a long time between Christmas and when we finally got back together. Of course Snuggle Bear had other outlets which he doesn’t have now!”
Jessica smiled, “He’s the one who got me on this true intimacy kick, so he only has himself to blame!”
We finished our tea and then Jessica went to pack her bag so that she could head back to Indianapolis. When she’d finished, Kara and I walked her out to her car and after hugs and kisses all around, she got into her car and drove off. Kara and I walked back inside and got Dr Peppers from the fridge, then went out to the back yard.
“It’s interesting watching you two interact,” Kara said.
“I could say the same thing about you!” I said.
“Jessica is very dominant, but I’ve noticed that she’s only targeting very specific behavior. She wants you to be the man, but like a surgeon, she wants to cut out the small things that are bothering her.”
“I don’t see a problem with that. She’s never once interfered in my business, or even with my friends. Wanting to fix the things she’s trying to fix is something that lots of girls have wanted to fix but couldn’t. I think it’s because Jessica is realistic. She found a balance; you know that Swedish word that I like, «lagom» - just right.”
“She’s good for you,” Kara said.
“And so are you,” I said. “You two make a great team. I couldn’t be happier.”
“Good! Here come Kathy and Bethany.”
“Hi,” I said.
“Kara, do you mind if we borrow him?” Bethany asked.
“I can’t give permission for THAT!” she giggled. “But if you want to talk to him, sure!”
“Just talk,” Bethany said. “Kathy is a married woman now and I won’t be the one that causes Steve to break his word to you and Jessica.”
I got up and followed the girls to the ‘Indian’ room.
“Bethany wants us to help her,” Kathy said.
“I know. That’s good. But I think you need to see a professional, too, Sweetheart.”
“You’re using that pet name again?” Kathy asked.
“Yes,” I replied firmly. “I made a mistake. I won’t make it again.”
The three of us sat down in the basket chairs and I asked Bethany to start at the beginning - what she was thinking when she went to the party that night when she was thirteen.
“I really was ready to have sex,” Bethany said. “You know how I am, and if Josh had just waited, just taken me on one date, I’d have had sex with him willingly. I was so ready I could burst! But he took what he wanted without caring what I wanted. And that’s where all of this started.”
As we talked, Kathy contributed some of her own story, because she and Bethany had been such close friends. I got more information about her first time at age fifteen, and how terrible it had been.
“I was with a football player in the back of his Plymouth making out after a football game,” Kathy related. “He wanted to, I really wasn’t sure, but it was what cheerleaders were supposed to do. My mom said it was a way to keep guys happy, and so I let him pull down my cheerleading shorts and shove it in. It hurt like hell at first, but then it was over so quickly that I didn’t even have much time to think about it. But I let him do it again, and then with other football players. And then I met you.”
I shook my head, “Did ANY of the football players have any respect for girls?”
“Napoleon always did,” Bethany said. “And Gary Hardofer wasn’t too bad. But otherwise? No. Girls were just things to use. And Kathy let them use her. I didn’t, but only because Josh raped me before I got trapped into that horrible situation.”
“But what about Michelle Bateman?” I asked.
Kathy laughed, “She was something like Jessica, at least until the end of Senior year. She put such a high value on her pussy that nobody was going to get near it. Michelle saying that she preferred girls was just part of her defense strategy. Well, she wanted you, but that was more of an attempt to humiliate Tracey Jones than it was to give it up to you. She would have, just to be a bitch to Tracey.”
“That makes no sense to me,” I said. “And besides, Tracey turned out to be a FAR better lay than any of those other cheerleaders could probably dream of. Well, present company excepted.”
“Most of them were like me,” Kathy said. “But there were a few that I hear were decent. And no, I am NOT sharing that list!”
“I don’t want it. Even before Jessica, I had no interest in any cheerleaders except you two. And I still don’t.”
“And that’s where I got my view on men,” Bethany said. “At least until I met you.”
We talked about how she and Kathy thought back then, and I began to see hints of what ultimately had prevented Bethany from saying ‘yes’ to me. In many ways, I looked like what the football players bragged about being - studs that had scores of women. Of course, by comparing notes with other girls, they’d discovered that there had been a lot of bragging about things that had never happened. While I listened to them, I tried to figure out how things had gone so well for Kathy and so badly for Bethany. The rape was part of it, but only part.
This wasn’t something we were going to solve today, or in a week, or even a month. Bethany had some serious work to do to get past whatever it was that caused her to walk away from what she’d sworn she’d wanted. After we had talked for a couple of hours, we went to join the rest of our friends who were there for the usual Sunday afternoon gatherings. I was happy to see Andrei and Natalya there.
“Hello Andrushka and Natasha!” I grinned.
“Hello Stepa!” Andrei said.
“Hi Steve,” Natalya said with a laugh.
“Not interested in playing name games?” I asked.
“No. And what’s this I hear about you getting engaged?”
“I did,” I said with a sly grin. “To Kara over there. But also to Jessica, a girl from Indianapolis.”
“You can’t get engaged to two girls!” she protested.
“Steve not only can, but did,” Julia said. “And he’ll marry both of them, though not legally.”
“Are you Mormon?” Natalya asked. “They believe in stuff like that.”
“No. I just think it’s the right thing for me.”
“Father Basil would have a heart attack, and the bishop would have a stroke!” Andrei said.
“I can imagine. There’s a lot to like about Orthodoxy, but I think this choice of mine pretty much stands in the way of being members of the church.”
“Uh, yeah!” Andrei chuckled.
“That’s a problem for much later, assuming it’s a path I’d want to go down. How are your classes going, Natasha?”
“CS100 is pretty easy. It’s FORTRAN, but it’s not that difficult because I already knew BASIC. I’m going to start coming here on Saturdays next week. I talked to Charlie and Wen, and we’re going to try to get a good group of CS students together, kind of like you and Dave did. You aren’t here very much, are you?”
“Not on the weekends. Either I’m in Indianapolis, or hanging out with Jessica and Kara. But I’ll try to make some time for you guys if you want. Jessica and Kara both have lots of studying to do.”
“That would be awesome! Thanks!”
Wen came over and hugged me.
“Congratulations! Charlie told me what happened and while it’s a bit out of the ordinary, I hope you are very happy!”
“I am. How’s the internship at Nuvatec?”
“Fantastic. I’m learning a lot. You set a pretty high standard that I have to match, but I can do it.”
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June 1977 Friday ended up being a non-event. The more I thought about it, the more I was sure that there was no way on this earth I could say what happened between Birgit and me was a sin. Calling it a sin would debase it into a meaningless act. I could never do that. And the more I thought about Jennie McGrath, the more sure I was that I couldn’t call what she did for me a sin, either. If the church was right, I was going to hell. And frankly, there was no way that could be true. So I...
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May 14, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “Start talking!” Melanie demanded when I sat down in her office about an hour later. “There isn’t much to say. Katya found the information for me when I asked her to look into several things about Brandon Littleton, Kevin Lomax, and John Milton.” “Do you know more about him?” “A LOT more. I don’t think you want to know.” “Probably not, but I’m your criminal defense attorney, and even though San Antonio doesn’t have you involved in this, you know the CPD...
“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...
May 11, 1992, Chicago, Illinois Monday was turning out to be a LONG day. After my run and talk with Gina, and my talk with Elyse, I had a full day at the office scheduled. First was our leadership meeting in the morning, and then I had status meetings with each team. At lunch I’d gone to see Siobhán and explained that I was going to break off the sexual relationship, but that I wanted to remain friends. She was disappointed, but admitted that Thursday would have been the last time, since she...
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...
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 either...
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 1981, Chicago, Illinois I went to my room, closed the door and dialed my old number in Milford and Stephanie answered. “Hi, Stephanie!” “Hey, Big Bro! How’s Chicago?” “Pretty good. A lot of stuff is happening. But I have a favor to ask. Well, really, it’s a favor from Ed. I’m coming home this weekend and I was wondering if I could borrow the keys to the apartment.” “You and Kara? On Saturday? I’m sure the answer is yes. Where are you staying?” “I was going to call Mrs. Spencer...
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,...
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 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...