10th Ki Ladki Ki Chut Mari
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I got back to school just in time to be there for all of the drama of Nigel finding out that his whole family was going back to England, and that, they were planning on leaving him behind to finish out the school year. Nigel's father had been promoted, and was heading back to run the marketing department for the entire auto company. Naturally, this news was devastating to Nigel. He had felt rejected by his family before any of this happened, but hearing the news made it seem far worse. He was actually afraid that they meant to abandon him in America, for good. All of us tried to make him feel better, but we didn't succeed. Nigel went to his classes all that week, but stayed in his own bedroom, brooding and alone, most of the rest of the time.
I called Emily on Tuesday night, and again on Thursday, but all she could talk about on Tuesday was Brenda's hurt feelings because I had gone so far out of my way to avoid her at the dance. On Thursday, she started out with more of the same, but I managed to warn her that I was going to start avoiding her if she didn't stop bringing Brenda up every time we talked.
"She's my friend too, Kenny. It makes me feel bad to be caught in the middle like this. She likes you, and you like her. I don't know why you want to pretend that you don't like her anymore."
"I'm not. I told you I still like her. Why is it so hard for you to understand that I don't want to keep getting into trouble with her? Why do you even care? Every time I talk to you, you keep bringing Brenda's name up, and talking about her. I don't want to talk about Brenda."
"You don't have to bite my head off, you know? I see her everyday, and she asks me if I talked to you or not. What am I supposed to say to her when she keeps asking me if we talked about her or not?"
"Tell her I don't want to talk about her, and that I'm not interested in anything having to do with her anymore. That's what you should tell her."
"I can't say that to her, she's a friend of mine."
"Emily, it costs me money to phone you like this. I hate spending my money just to have you talking about Brenda. I'm going to hang up and stop calling you if you keep on bringing her up to me when I call you."
"Can I tell you one more thing about her, and then we can talk about other things?"
"No."
"She spending the whole weekend at my house. She wants you to take us both for a ride in your limo."
"I said no, but you talked about her anyway."
"I wanted you to know that. I can't not take her with us, not if she's my guest for the weekend, can I? That would be rude, wouldn't it?"
"Yes, it would be. Fortunately, I'm going to be very busy this weekend with other stuff, so you won't have to do that because of me. Someday I'd like you to tell me why you think it's okay for you to just go ahead and do what I asked you not to do. You and Brenda both do that, and I think that's really rude."
"I can tell you right now, Kenny. It's because you're stubborn, and you refuse to do what's best for you. People who like you are just trying to help you with that."
"What you're saying, is that I should do what you want, because what I want to do, I only want because I'm being stubborn?"
"Not everything you want. No one is stubborn all the time. You are being stubborn about Brenda though."
"All right. You and Brenda enjoy your weekend."
"What are you going to be doing?"
"I'm going to try to find someone who doesn't know either you or Brenda, someone I don't have to be stubborn with."
"See, you're being stubborn again. Besides, you'll probably just stay home, wishing you were with us anyway."
It turned out that Emily was half right. I did mostly just stay home, although Mama and I played golf on Saturday and Sunday. My father was still in New York. He was spending all of his time in meetings, waiting to find out what Consolidated was going to decide to finally do. He still hadn't made them any offer, because he said they weren't at a point where any of them knew what they wanted to do yet. He spoke with Mama and Uncle Bunny everyday though, on the telephone. I could hear Mama telling him not to wait too long. Whenever Mama finished talking to my father, she'd call Uncle Bunny, and they'd talk business too.
Emily was wrong about me wishing that I was with her and Brenda though. What I was wishing was that I had a girl like Bea again. I had been thinking that I hadn't appreciated what I had with Bea before, when she was still living with us, and before I fell in love with Brenda. With Bea, it wasn't all complicated. I didn't need to think about her all the time, and she didn't try to make me do a lot of things I didn't want to either. Gerta still hadn't found anyone to help her with my mother. On Sunday, while I was waiting for Hans and my mother to get back from a meeting she had with one of the golf learning center people, I was keeping Gerta company in the kitchen.
"Gerta, how are you doing with getting a girl in to help you with things?"
"Not good yet, Kenny. I've talked to some people, but very few people are looking for a live in situation today. It can't be just anyone either. You mother is very particular. She doesn't want another Bea or even Elena."
"You should get someone who can really help you, Gerta, and then you would have more time to help Mama. If Mama isn't eating or doing well, it wouldn't matter how bad the cooking was. Hans could eat out if she wasn't cooking good enough. You could teach someone to cook easier than you could teach her to know what to do with Mama."
"I do more than cook, Kenny, but I see what you mean. You want me to make taking care of your mother my highest priority."
"I wish we had Bea back."
"For your mother?"
"No."
"I hope you aren't asking what I think you might be?"
"I'm not asking anything. I was just thinking about Bea, that's all."
"Bea wasn't like most girls, Kenny. You can't expect someone new to do what she did with you."
"That isn't what I meant, Gerta. I was just thinking about Bea, and the way I treated her after I met Brenda. That's all."
"I told Hans they were making a big mistake sending you to an all boy's school. You should go to the regular high school, so you can meet lots of different girls. The back of the big car is no place for a boy to be learning about young girls."
I was sorry I'd brought Bea up to her. I was actually relieved when Hans and Mama came back at about five thirty. We all had dinner together in the kitchen, and at eight o'clock, Mama drove me back to the school herself. On the way there, she told me about some changes she was making in the golf learning center plans. One of the changes was that she was going to have a green built with sand traps all around it, except for a narrow walkway to get up on the green. Golfers needed to learn sand play, and even more, she said, they needed to learn how to pitch the ball over a trap and onto a green, without putting the ball into the trap because of nerves. She said the new sand practice area would take up more than three acres. I asked her why she didn't just make it part of the short game area, and she told me that there wasn't room where she had decided to locate the short game area, and she didn't want to move it away from where it was. If Mama had a weakness in golf, it was her touch, when pitching or lobbing over sand. I had a pretty good idea of who would get the most use out of her new sand play green.
I waited until Wednesday night to call Emily. We talked for thirty minutes, and she didn't bring Brenda's name up the entire time we talked. I told her that I was planning on going to the dance at the club on Saturday. She wanted to know if I wanted to take her out for something to eat earlier on Saturday, but I told her that my dad was coming home Friday night and we were planning on playing golf together on Saturday.
"Do you want to go to the movies Friday, after I get back from school? We can get Hans to drive us there, and then he can pick us up afterwards. My dad is flying commercial, and he's going to rent a car at the airport because he's not coming in until late."
"Which movie is playing?"
"I don't know. Why don't you check on that?"
"Why can't I come over to your house instead? We could watch television. You can show me your room too, if you want to?"
"Would your parents let you go to a boys house?"
"Sure, why not? Your mother will be there, right? You can invite me for dinner too."
"All right, you're invited for dinner, Friday night. What time can you come over?"
"Aren't you going to come pick me up? That's how people normally do it for dates."
"I won't be home before about five thirty, at the earliest, and then I'd want to change into better clothes for dinner. We eat at around seven, usually."
"Come get me on your way home. I'll visit with your mother while you're getting dressed."
"What do you like to eat? Gerta's a great cook, and she can make almost anything. Do you like lobster?"
"Can she make Italian food? I'd like a baked zitti, or veal parmigiana. Almost anything Italian other than spaghetti."
"I'll call her and tell her what you want. Don't worry, she'll probably make three or four Italian things, then you can eat just the things you like best."
As soon as I hung up with her, I called home. I told Gerta about having company on Friday, and told her what Emily had said about wanting Italian food. After I talked to Gerta, I spoke with my mother and asked her permission to have Emily over for dinner, and to watch television with me.
"Of course, sweetie, this is your home, and you are free to invite whomever you wish. Is this that girl from the Christmas dance?"
"Emily. Yes, and we're going to stop off and pick her up when Hans comes to get me on Friday. Is it going to be all right if I show her my room after dinner? I don't know whether that's allowed or not."
"Kenny, this is your home. You don't have to ask permission to bring a guest over. It would be thoughtful to inform Gerta so she can plan her menu, but, other than that, who you entertain, and how you entertain, these things we'll leave up to you. Of course, we'll expect you to act like a gentleman with your guests."
"Like a gentleman. What does that mean, because I've never had to act like a gentleman before?"
"Use good manners, and don't act boorish with her. Perhaps you should discuss this with Uncle Bunny. He has a good understanding of gentlemanly behavior. It is more an attitude than anything else."
As soon as we got off the phone, I called Uncle Bunny. He and I talked for about fifteen minutes. The main thing he told me was that I shouldn't take advantage, or try to force my attentions if they were unwanted. I asked him if it would be all right if I locked my bedroom door when Emily was in there with me.
"Are you planning on requiring that level of privacy, Kenny?"
"I don't know yet. She talks one way, but all I've done so far is kiss her a few times."
"Do you really like her, or are you just responding to the hormonal pressures of someone your age?"
"I like her, but I also want to do things with her. Things like I did with Bea."
"Is she similarly disposed towards you?"
"I'm not sure. I think she would be more likely to if she knew that no one could come in and catch us. We might not do anything, like before, but, I want to be ready, just in case."
"Ready. By ready, do you mean that you've thought about protection from disease, and unwanted pregnancy. This is something that the man should treat as his concern too, not just leave it up to his partner."
"I can get rubbers from Hans, but I don't think we'll get that far, not right away."
"Kenny, with young people, there is always the possibility of things getting quickly out of hand. Remember that, if you remember little else. It is better to be prepared for any eventuality. Gentlemen always think of their partners happiness and welfare first."
I talked to Emily on Thursday, telling her that everything was arranged for Friday. I told her to expect us to pick her up around five thirty. She said she was looking forward to it, and would be ready when I came to get her.
Friday, when I rang her door bell, she opened her door right away. She gave me a big smile and told me she was ready, but I was looking behind her at Brenda, who was standing not five feet away. Emily saw the look of surprise on my face and turned around to see what I was looking at.
"Brenda, you promised! Kenny, she's here to watch Gary until my parents get back. You weren't supposed to even know she was here."
"Let's go then, I've got some stuff I want to get done before dinner."
In the car, Emily looked nervous, waiting to find out what I was going to say to her about Brenda. I didn't say anything. I knew that she was Brenda's friend too, and as long as she didn't try to get the two of us together, or talk about her, I had no problem with Brenda being at her house. I was trying to think of some way to explain the difference to her, but I didn't want to bring up Brenda's name.
"I expect you to have your own friends, Emily, just like I have mine. As long as you don't try to go against what we've already talked about. Tonight, I just want to spend time with you and talk about our things."
She had been sitting on the other seat, just looking at me, but when I told her what I wanted to say, she relaxed and hopped over on my seat with me. Of course, Hans was already pulling the limo up into our driveway, by the time she did that. We got out and I took her into the house with me.
I found my mother waiting in the living room for us, and, after kissing her, and getting a big hug in return, I introduced her to Emily. After the introductions were made, I excused myself, heading up to my room to change out of my school uniform. As soon as I was dressed for dinner, I came back down the stairs, but Mama and Emily were no longer in the living room. I checked for them in the library, but they weren't in there either. That's when I heard laughter coming from the kitchen. I found them in there with Gerta and Hans. All four of them were speaking in German. I was starting to think I was the only person in the world who only spoke English. I'd never heard Mama speaking German before, but, she was speaking it when I walked through the kitchen door. I went over and gave Gerta a kiss, just like the one I'd given Mama in the living room.
Back in Glasgow I was kept busy between working different hours at the restaurant and my school work. What time I had off I spent studying and still managed to keep up a correspondence with Emma. I could go dancing on the weekends, so getting dates was not a problem, keeping them was because of my busy schedule.In her letters Emma was still telling me about her supposed dreams, in which she would be explicit, and pressing me to tell her what excited me. "Did I love her Soosi more than her...
Lesbian... I told her that she could be friendlier to me. I was going to ask her if she knew any card games that we could play, but before I got a chance to ask her, she opened up her robe and she was naked underneath. "Is this friendly enough for you?" Except for me, none of the other boys at the orphanage were older than eleven or twelve. That was because most boys got adopted by someone eventually, and St. Cecelia's tried to take younger boys in to replace the ones that left. The younger you...
After I said good night to Mrs. Parsons, I returned to my bedroom and started putting my clothes away. The very first thing I did was gather up all of my old clothes and put them back in the garbage bag that I had brought with me. I hoped that I'd be able to send them back to the orphanage so that some other boys could get some use out of them. If not, I was sure that Mr. Chalmers would know what I should do with them. I was halfway done going through the boxes and putting my clothes away...
This time, Mrs. Parsons drove us out to the country club in her own personal car. It wasn't as big as the one that Hans had driven us in, but it was a nice car. She didn't speak to me at all on the drive over to the country club, and I was afraid to ask her if she was mad at me for what happened the night before. As soon as we got there, she took me down to where Mr. Chalmers had taken me. She didn't bring any golf clubs with her though. We went past where I'd stopped the first time, with...
That Friday night, a little after seven, Mr. Parsons came back home. Even though Mr. Chalmers and Mrs. Parsons had both assured me that Mr. Parsons was going to leave me alone, and, I'd been told to stay out of his way, right after dinner he asked me to join him in his study. I'd never been in this room before, since it was reserved only for Mr. Parsons. I was a little nervous when he led me into the study. It was a smallish room, maybe fifteen feet by fifteen feet, and one whole wall was...
Mr. Parsons came back home that Friday night. I saw him mostly at dinner time, because he was in his study most of the rest of the time. On Saturday, Mrs. Parsons and I went to the country club and played eighteen holes. I had a hundred and seven, but she shot a seventy three. We didn't stay at the club for lunch because we were going to have an early dinner with company coming over. I went into the kitchen when we returned, and Gerta took pity on me, making me a nice sandwich. We were...
I started playing tennis with Brenda the next Wednesday afternoon. I came in early for my golf lesson, then I played eighteen holes with Mrs. Parsons, before having a late lunch by myself, and was out on the tennis court before four o'clock. Mrs. Parsons didn't really encourage me to play tennis with Brenda, but she didn't tell me that I couldn't do it either. It was unusual for her to skip lunch with me, but I assumed she had something else she wanted to do. I didn't really care for...
Friday night came, and with it, Mr. Parsons. He sat down to dinner with us and that was supposed to be all I saw of him for the whole weekend. Mrs. Parsons made a comment that he was under enormous pressure because of the pending merger, and she told me not to bother him during his stay. As if I would seek him out for anything. I went up to my bedroom after dinner, and sat on my bed, listening to my radio, and thinking about my next idea for "accidentally" running into Brenda. It had been...
Brenda had asked me to phone her at seven, but Gerta informed me that we were sitting down to dinner at seven. I decided to try to phone her before dinner, but I still didn't have her phone number. I could either go in and disturb Mr. Parsons again, something I didn't want to do, or else wait and ask him at dinner if he'd get me her phone number. Gerta noticed me just standing there, trying to decide. "What? Why are you staring at nothing?" Gerta had a superstitious nature, believing in...
At ten o'clock I knocked on Mrs. Parsons door, wanting to tell her that I was leaving for my golf lesson. She didn't respond to me at all. I went downstairs, and found Hans in the kitchen with Gerta. I sat up front with Hans, in Mrs. Parsons car, for the trip over to the country club. I took my golf lesson, and we mostly worked on my mid irons. Dave kept trying to show me the difference between picking the ball cleanly from the rough, and hitting down on it from the fairway. I didn't get...
After I returned home, I checked in with Gerta to see whether Mrs. Parsons had eaten anything or not. She hadn't. According to Gerta, her last bite of food, or drink of any liquid refreshment, had been the evening before. When I came back out from the kitchen, Bea was scurrying away from the door separating the dining room from the kitchen. "Hi Bea, don't tell me you're still mad at me?" She continued moving away from me. "I guess you don't want to hear about what happened at the pool...
I went into the library, as soon as I got off of the phone with Brenda. I waited for Mrs. Parsons to come back downstairs like she had promised she would. My thoughts were centered not so much on the questions I wanted to ask her, but on the more general idea of me finding a way to fit in. I hadn't fit in very well at the orphanage. The sisters had told me many times that it was because I refused to make any attempt to. They were right. I hadn't wanted to fit in there. Here, it was an...
We left the pool area to go over to the club house restaurant. By the time I had gotten to the pool, Bea and Brenda had already befriended Carol, telling her that I had insisted on them inviting her to have lunch with us. Both Brenda and Bea had described me to Carol, Brenda telling her that I was the boy that had been here with her before, the time when Carol was standing in the pool and smiling over at me. Bea then told her that I was the boy she had teased by exposing herself to me. Carol...
Once again Mrs. Parsons was in a good mood when she came down for breakfast. She had me call over to Brenda's house to ask them if we could come by to pick them up on our way out to the country club. She told me to tell Mrs. Connor that they would be leaving after lunch and that Hans would return to pick Brenda and me up after we were done with our tennis practice. I called them, and spoke with Brenda for about half an hour. We didn't talk about kitty's, but there was an undercurrent to...
I was up a little before six thirty the next morning. I ate in the kitchen with Gerta and Hans, telling them a little bit about St. Cecelia's, and how my life had been when I still lived there. Gerta waited until I was finished telling them about it before asking me why I wanted to go back, even for a visit? I told her about Marie, sister Clara, and some of the kids that I had gotten along all right with. "I want to go back so I can tell them how lucky I am now. Not to make them feel bad...
The next day, Mrs. Parsons and I went to the country club in her car. After my lesson, we played nine holes and then had lunch together. I hadn't played that well, and I felt a little upset about Brenda's hanging up on me, and her refusal to take my call that morning. It was two thirty, so I changed and went to the pool. Brenda was there, sitting with four other kids that I'd seen around the pool before. I went over and said hello to her, asking her if she wanted to start practicing...
I got up earlier than usual to see Mrs. Parsons off on her trip to Chicago. She asked me several questions about my reconciliation with Brenda, seeming quite satisfied with my answers. She kissed me lightly on my lips when she gave me a hug goodbye. "After tonight, Kenny, the company will effectively be out of my family's hands for the first time ever. I'm going to hate signing everything away. It isn't the money that I wanted, it was knowing that all of the employees and their families...
After Bea left with Mr. Chalmers, Mrs. Parsons started coming downstairs again. On Thursday, she came to the country club with me, and we played eighteen holes. I shot an eighty seven. My putting was improving, and I had learned where to hit the ball to avoid big trouble areas on the course. Mrs. Parsons and I started talking more out on the golf course. There was no one behind us anyway, so we talked in the cart between shots. She started telling me about how happy her early childhood had...
It was almost eight o'clock before dinner was finished and I could go up to my room to call Brenda. Mrs. Parsons came downstairs when Hans, Gerta and I were about halfway through eating dinner in the kitchen. She was drunk and weeping, dressed in her robe, and obviously rumpled from too little rest. She sat with us through the remainder of dinner, but refused to eat anything. Gerta had to help her back up the stairs, and sit with her until she finally fell asleep. This was the first time I...
We picked up Brenda a little before ten, and it was already getting hot outside. Brenda seemed happy to see me, but she started right in about wanting us to practice together in the afternoon too. I didn't want to get into a big argument about it, so I said that we would wait and see how the morning practice went, and then decide. We practiced for a little over an hour before I stopped playing. Brenda wasn't ready to stop, arguing that a few more minutes wouldn't hurt either of us. I...
It was decided that I needed to keep away from the country club for at least two weeks. Part of this decision was to allow Mr. Chalmers to return before allowing me outside in public again, and part of it was that Mrs. Parsons wanted to try to help Mrs. Connor and Brenda to come to terms with my not being sent away to the orphanage. Mrs. Parsons waited until Wednesday before calling Mrs. Connor. She asked about Brenda, but then said her main reason for calling was to ask Mrs. Connor to join...
Mr. Parsons liked to drive fast. We were in his car, on our way out to the country club to get my clubs. I told him that I wanted to keep practicing so I wouldn't get too rusty. When we pulled up in front, he went in, telling me to stay in the car. Five minutes later, he came out with one of the employees who was carrying two sets of clubs. Mr. Parsons opened his trunk and the attendant put the clubs in there. I saw Mr. Parsons giving him some money, but I didn't know what denomination the...
On Monday, after Mr. Parsons went to work, Mrs. Parsons told me to get ready for my golf lesson. It hadn't been two weeks, but I didn't argue with her. We took the limousine, and Hans drove straight to Brenda's house. When we pulled up outside, Mrs. Connor, Brenda, and Richard all came out together. I got out and opened the door for them. Since Richard was carrying his mother's golf bag, I didn't offer to help. Even Hans stayed in the driver's seat, and just pushed the remote button to...
Hans drove me over to Holton the next morning. Mrs. Parsons came downstairs to sit with me at breakfast, and to see me safely off. She looked more natural than she had the night before, but still very tired and wan. I told her that I needed her to try to eat better and to regain her strength. She said that she had already checked with the school and cleared it with the administration for me to be picked up Friday after five P.M. It was school policy to try to be responsive to the wishes of...
On Friday, my last class got out at three o'clock, but I still had to wait for my weekend pass to be processed, and then brought over to our apartment by Terry. I was the only boy from the room that was leaving for the weekend. As such, I was being given lists of items to bring back with me on Sunday night. Nigel gave me a twenty dollar bill, and asked me to buy him some condoms. Jerry said he was broke, but gave me a list of snacks and magazines that he said he really needed. How could you...
Sunday Morning I got up and got dressed before eight o'clock. When I came downstairs, Gerta was in the kitchen and Hans was working on changing the outlet in the garage. I went out back to see Hans. He was already finished putting in the new outlet, and had replaced the fuse with one that was for the correct amperage. He went and turned on the main power switch and the lights came on and stayed on. After about ten minutes, he went and put his hand on the outlet box, feeling to see if it had...
Mr. Chalmers and Bea were sitting in the living room talking to Mr. Parsons when Mrs. Parsons and I got back from the club, at around six. All three of them had drinks in their hand. Dinner was at six thirty, Gerta told us, then she went and made a drink for Mrs. Parsons. I was glad to see Bea. I knew she was leaving the next day, and I wanted to have a chance to tell her goodbye before she left. "So, Kenny, how's that fancy school you're going to? Bunny says there are no girls allowed...
School dragged by slowly. Our teachers were very good. Too good, if you were used to going to a school where you were one of the smartest kids. In my classes, that was definitely not the case anymore. The teaching philosophy at Clement Academy was simple. Each teacher would push you as hard as he felt you were capable of absorbing information from him. It didn't help me that I never volunteered in the classroom either. At CA, they didn't ask for a show of hands to see if you wanted to...
Mrs. Parsons was feeling a lot better, but still, she wanted to wait until the next day to go to the country club with me. After Elena decided to take the job, she left on her motorcycle to get her belongings. She told me that she had a green '63 Ford pick up that she'd be moving her stuff with. After she left, I went into the kitchen to have something to eat. Gerta was happy about a few things. She was glad that Elena had accepted the job, and that Mrs. Parsons was doing well again. She...
Sunday, Mrs. Parsons was feeling good, and we went out and played eighteen holes of golf together. We teed off at ten thirty, and finished up at three o'clock. We were behind two other foursomes, and it was the foursome in front that was slowing everyone down. While we waited, I tried to keep Mrs. Parsons focused on her learning center idea, rather than on the slow pace we were able to play golf. After golf, I walked over to the pool area while Mrs. Parsons was in the pro shop talking with...
Mr. Chalmers helped me with my mother, moving her into her bedroom, Gerta followed close behind us. The three of us spent the next hour with her, Uncle Bunny (that's what he asked me to call him) telling mama how difficult it had been for the two of us to bring her back this time. I decided to ask her about the place she went to. "Did you want to come back to us?" She looked at me for a minute, and then closed her eyes before speaking. "Kenny, that is too hard for me to answer. Going...
Uncle Bunny joined us for golf Saturday morning. He refused to bet with Mr. Parsons because they couldn't agree on the number of strokes he needed to be given. Mr. Parsons offered him five strokes a side, but Uncle Bunny wanted a stroke per hole. When they finally gave up trying to make a money match, I offered Uncle Bunny two strokes a side for a ten dollar Nassau. When he found out that Mr. Parsons was giving me eight a side, he accepted my bet. My mother was a little off her game,...
By the time we drove back home, all the good feelings had been stripped away. I could see and feel the tension on Mama's face as we neared the house. I reached over to her, and placed my hand on her arm, trying to send her a signal of my love and support for her. "Kenny, I'm not sure I can do what we talked about. When it was just the two of us, everything seemed possible to do, but, now, I don't think I can face telling Thomas that I forgive him. I still have angry feelings about what...
We didn't stay up too late Friday night. Mama had two more drinks before we turned in. After saying goodnight to her, I went into my own room and got ready for bed. A lot had happened in a short time. I had been on an emotional roller coaster almost since the time my mother had picked me up and taken me to the club that afternoon. I was beginning to feel the strain of all of the changes that had been set in motion by the words spoken within our family. Earlier in the evening, although it...
I was back in school in the early part of January when my mother had another of her serious depression withdrawals. Everything had been going fine, one minute she was laughing and happy, and the next, she went up to her room and started the painful process of guilt and overwhelming sadness. It was like one of those long slides they had in the playground at the school I had gone to. Mama would go anywhere from two or three days, to two or three months, seemingly perfectly normal, then, for...
In the library, Mama was having a highball before dinner, when Emily and I walked through the open doorway. We joined her, with Hans fixing each of us a lime tonic. It looked like a real drink, but it had no alcohol in it. "Emily, I knew your father in high school. My brother and I were in the class right in front of his. Tell him that Bertie Chalmers says hello, won't you? He wouldn't know me as a Parsons." "He does remember you, because I heard him talking about that with my mom. He...
We all teed off the next day from the white tees, even Mama. I was sure the extra yardage would have a big effect on her scoring, but it didn't seem to have any effect at all. She finished up at one over, beating Uncle Bunny, dad and I. I only won one hundred from dad and two hundred from Uncle Bunny. It hurt having to pay it all to Mama. I had shot an eighty seven, but it was a forty on the front and a forty seven on the back. The back nine score had caused me to tie my bet with Uncle Bunny...
I called Emily, but only after telling my mother and father that Brenda had agreed on Emily coming on the trip with us. I told her that we'd stop by her house to pick her up soon after one o'clock, when my father was scheduled to leave. When I came back downstairs, Mama told me that dad was waiting in his study to speak with me. I went there and knocked on his door. "Come in Kenny, and close the door. I wanted to speak with you about what happened this morning. I'm not sure what all of...
We spent the next two hours of our journey with Brenda and Emily covertly competing for my attention. Mama and Mrs. Connor were both drinking. They drank a whole bottle of champagne together, and then another bottle of some white wine they both seemed very happy with. After an hour, you could tell they had been drinking quite a bit. I had already given Brenda a little make up kiss, and then I had to give Emily one as well. It was after this that the whispering began. Brenda was the first to...
It was the week before our Spring break, Nigel tried to hang himself in his bedroom. It was on Tuesday night, after we were all in our bedrooms. I heard a loud thumping sound, followed by the light in my bedroom going off. The sound had come from Nigel's room, and when I opened my door to get some light, I discovered that all the lights in the building had been knocked out. We found Nigel slumped on the floor with torn sheets wrapped around his neck, and the lighting fixture pulled from his...
Say thanks to a great supporter of J & G for these. Trump Jokes In a recent survey, 70% of Americans responded that Donald Trump becoming president has made them nervous. The other 30% said it will make them Canadians. Donald Trump has announced that now he’s president, he’s going to put a wig on the Presidential plane and call it Hair Force One. Donald Trump becoming President isn’t the first time he’s kicked a black family out of their home. I just found out Donald Trump ran...
Within that week the party grew from a couple of her best friends , to 10 of her friends and parents coming over and a sleepover with Sarah and her 2 best friends. Obviously I had no problem with any of it. I even offered to barbecue for everyone, but Amy wanted to make it easier and just order pizzas and fill the fridge with sodas. I added wine, beer , and wine coolers to the shopping list. For the adults. It’s 106 degrees out on a sunny July Saturday. Amy and Sarah show up around 11am to...
Enslaved By My Neighbors-part 1 This story is intended as sexual fantasy entertainment for adults only.It was a normal saturday morning. I sat watching a good sci fi movie, and sipped on a beer as I twittled my toes in front of the TV screen. I was one of the fortunate few who did not have to work each day for a living, since I had inherited a very generous amount of money from an uncle with whom I had been close since childhood. I wasn't rich but I...
You were one of the most respected knights of the southern kingdom. You had been trained by the best since young age. Allowing you to reach a position of respect and power that few could ever acquire even through a lifetime. You had sworn an oath to keep the grown and kingdom safe against anything and up to this point you had been more than successful. You were a hardened warrior at barely 26 and thanks to your intense training many considered you to be the best of the best. No other soldier...
FantasyJune 4, 1845 I awoke with Abby still lying on top of me and a very amused Millie on one side of me. Lettie was still asleep. "It looks like you've won another little girl's heart," Millie whispered. "Yeah," I grinned. "She is a cutey, isn't she?" "She certainly is. It makes me feel kind of funny that she's calling me Mama Millie when I'm only six years older than her. It does feel right though." "I agree. I feel like her papa. You know, if she doesn't decide to go live...
I know that I have told you in the past that I have this overwhelming sense that if you and I were ever to get together it would be the best sex of our lives. And that I can't explain why you get my fantasies boiling, but you do. I don't know why or how but I find myself infatuated with you so much that I'd be willing to do anything you wished. That being said I had a dream about you last night. It started with me approaching you from behind in a candle lit room. As my arms envelope you I begin...
Peeping Tom Scared Straight This is a story about the most exciting, and terrifying, thing I ever did. I had just finished my military service, and I was staying at my parents’ house. I was restless and horny, and still reorienting to civilian life. I would frequently take late night walks around my sl**py town, just to think. One Saturday night, well past midnight, I strolled down a quiet street. Most of the houses were dark, but this one house still had a light shining in the first floor...
A few years ago, We were having our annual New Years Eve party. We invited about 15-20 couples. We were about 30 and My wife's younger brother was 18.He just broke up with his girlfriend and My wife invited him so he wouldn't go out and get in trouble while drinking and driving.Most of the guests had started leaving within an hour after midnight. We were down to about 3 couples, my wife and her brother and I. I was running around picking up bottles and cups and emptying ash trays. My wife's...
John: I guess this story starts almost five years ago on the very unpleasant afternoon that my father came home early and caught our mother in bed with another man. It really did split our family and the ensuing divorce was bitter. I have two brothers, each older, and, at the time, Russell was fourteen, Dale, twelve and I, John, was just ten. It was so clear which parent was at fault that it took no effort for any of us to decide who we wanted to live with; it was our dad. Mom got...
Angie dropped Trish at Alicante airport, their goodbyes were a little tearful but not overly sad, it was more like good friends saying goodbye, yes they had been lovers for a week and a bit but both seemed content to accept that it was a holiday fling and not try and make any more of it. Neither of them had previously been with a girl before, neither had gone looking for a girl on girl relationship, it just sort of happened. Trish was a pretty happy go lucky sort of girl, she took what life...
Zunächst möchte ich Euch die Austriebe meiner Fantasie präsentieren. Ich verhehle nicht, dass sich der ein oder andere Rechtschreibfehler, Fehler im Satzbau bzw. in der Grammatik eingeschlichen haben könnte. Der erste Teil wird zunächst als Einleitung Verwendung finden. Die nachfolgenden Teile werde ich versuchen, ausführlicher zu Formulieren. Ach ja, alle Beteiligten sind 18 oder älter, teilweise wesentlich älter. 01 Nach der Liebe kommt das Verlangen Johannes, genannt Jo (184 cm groß, 85...
It was the first cock other than mine that you’ve had in your hand since we’d met 8 years ago and from the look on your face you aren’t disappointed. I was worried that you’d be to shy to carry this through when it finally happened but you appear to be taking it in your stride. The confidence that you’re oozing is mind-blowingly sexy and it’s all I can do to stop myself from erupting deep inside you just from the sexy scene you’re playing so perfectly. Although not porn star huge, the cock...
Linda was a 19 year old blonde fox. My older brother Rick was dating her. Linda was my Uncle's neice by marriage. Rick was drafted in the Army. He would be gone for two years. I wondered why Linda was still coming around all the time. I asked her out one Saturday night and she said yes. We went to a drive-in movie. We necked a little and talked a little. After the movie, I took her home. I was pretty stupid. She streched and said she was not ready to call it a night but I could not take the...
First TimeOnce we were all in his office, Evan shut and locked the door. Something was clearly wrong. I sat in one of the squishy leather chairs and hugged my knees to my chest. I had an uneasy feeling about what was coming. Evan was standing with his back to us, looking out the big picture window into the night. His shoulders were tense and I could feel worry and anxiety coming off him. "That was the head of the Council on the phone. They want Kimberly presented to them at the next conclave." Now...
Hi! My name is Rahul, 21 years old from Bangalore now in Chennai. It all happened some time ago, when I was having a very close friend whose name was Sunil. We were very close to each other and studied in the same college. We use to get along very well. We used to study, play, watch movies and do all naughty stuffs that boys do. We were so close that we don't like any other boy to get between us, we tend to live and enjoy life with each other and our life was quite within both of us. Our houses...
BisexualIt was the end of June and college was starting to piss me off, doing the same old things everyday was just mind numbing to me. I knew that we only had another few weeks until exam period was over and i could leave college for 10 weeks *YAY!*. As i walked into the exam hall to start 2 hours of biology papers, i retraced everything i'd learned over the past year. A little into the exam my pen decided to run dry, it was when i put my hand up to ask an invidulator for another one when i saw this...
Hi guys, I am Siddharth from Bangalore. After hitting puberty relatively late, I started getting a lot of attention from girls at my school. For the first time in my life, I was able to grow a beard and my voice started to deepen. Since this was my last year at school, I wanted to make use of my new personality. Despite being moderately successful with girls, I felt something was lacking in my sex life. No amount of dating or flirting was keeping me satisfied. Halfway through our semester, a...
When the knock on the door came, it was so faint and hesitant that Raoul Famosa barely heard it. In all likelihood, he would have ignored it had he not been expecting her. Raoul wiped his hands on his jeans and rose from the table, making his way to the front door. Upon opening it, he was greeted by a beautiful young woman standing on his sunny front porch. She had sparkling blue eyes and fine features, and her long blonde hair was pulled back into a haphazard ponytail. She wore a white...