The Neighbour s Response
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February 3-11
I sat on the large comfortable seat in the Gulfstream jet and watched the icy gray waters of Lake Michigan recede as we gained distance and altitude. It was late in the afternoon as the plane took us south into the winter overcast which made the gathering darkness seem even more pronounced. The snow had held off at least for today. I wouldn't miss the cold and snow, but I would miss the two beautiful women I was leaving behind. Fortunately I had regained a family in the form of Roksana and Airlea.
The big seat across the aisle was reclined as was the one behind it. They each held an exhausted girl who had hardly slept the night before. They were bundled in heavy wool blankets and looked angelic. Even Airlea – who wanted me to call her "Lea" looked untroubled. It was wonderful to see her smile and to hear her laugh. I couldn't believe I was a father again. Life as Robert Burns had certainly gotten interesting in a hurry. Could it have been only three weeks since I held Cecilia as I swam away from the sinking Costa Concordia and taken the identity of Robert Burns? I smiled as a vision of Cecilia came to mind. I touched my lips thinking about our farewell. Had it been a dream?
Between the end of the hearing and getting on the chartered jet, there had been a very busy 24 hours. Leaving the courthouse, we met with the Staples at their home for a tearful farewell and to pack the girl's few belongings. The Staples' home was as modest as it appeared in the photos, but the interior was a neat and clean as it could be. I was chagrinned when I saw the bedroom that the girls shared and how little clothing occupied the single closet and the chest of drawers. When we left, each girl had only a small battered roller bag and a backpack. Carolyn had not come along, but she had arranged for Dmitri to drive for us. That was fortunate since the brewing snow storm finally let loose as we left the house in the fading light. Dmitri was an experienced winter driver, and his black A8 with all-wheel drive made for an uneventful trip to the hotel. The girls sat on either side of me in the back of the car, eyes wide with excitement. Roksana quizzed me about their soon to be new home in New York and about the schools there. I told them about my plan to hire a teacher and have school at home. After a bit of reflection, Roksana agreed it might be a good idea, especially for Airlea. Airlea simply looked at me with a great deal of relief in her eyes and said, "Thank you."
I knew that even though she was speaking again, that didn't mean she was ready to be thrust into a school environment quite yet, and I didn't want anything to set back the progress we were making. I also knew she was smart and from the books that took up most of her suitcase that she was quite a reader. Of course, now I had to figure out how to find a qualified teacher. I assured myself there must be placement agencies I could contact.
Dinner was ordered from room service when we got back to the hotel. Actually it was more than room service, because our meals came from the same "Sixteen" restaurant in the hotel where I had accompanied Carolyn right after I had arrived in Chicago. The charming young woman who served us was originally from Greece and made Airlea smile frequently as they chattered in their native language. Now that Airlea had found her voice, she seemed to want to make up for lost time. I smiled at the thought.
Fortunately, Teri and Carolyn could join us for dinner. It was a festive event, and I had ordered a cake and ice cream for dessert to celebrate. The girls had not met Teri and took to her immediately, and her youthful enthusiasm magnified their excitement. Their relationship with Carolyn was cemented with a promise to go shopping the next day on the Miracle Mile, snow or no snow. She winked at me as she said to the girls, "I think we're going to try very hard to put a dent in your father's credit card balance."
The girls giggled.
I tried to beg off thinking some "girl" time might be a good thing, but they all insisted and they even enlisted Teri to come along. I didn't mind that a bit. She had been shamelessly flirting with me since she had arrived for dinner. In fact, I had been practically knocked over when she flung herself into my arms as I met her at the door. It felt like she was going to eat me up with her kisses. Fortunately I had gone to the door alone.
Carolyn didn't quite match Teri in the flirting department, but she was very attentive. Both had come directly from work so were still in their business attire. Carolyn still wore the blue suit she had worn in court, and Teri was wearing skirt and heels and tight dark blue sweater. They both looked good enough to eat.
It was quite a scene as we sat in the dining room of the suite, eating by the light of a dozen candles - the falling snow and the lights of the city making a magnificent backdrop through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I looked around the table at the shining laughing faces of four beautiful young women. It was then that I realized that I was happy too. For the first time in a long time I was happy. I also realized that my concerns about being Robert Burns had evaporated. But even with the charming company I couldn't help but think how much Cecilia would have enjoyed the evening.
Thoughts of Cecilia dampened the regret I felt that there wasn't the opportunity for Teri to repeat her passionate performance of the night before. After dinner and farewells, the girls were pretty demanding of my attention, and it was late by the time I got them settled. I read them a story from one of the books in Airlea's collection. Of course, it was one about a beautiful but independent dark-haired princess joining her brave and handsome prince on a series of adventures!
It was after midnight by the time I got around to finally sending an email to Cecilia at her address at the castle. There was a seven-hour time difference so she might get it right away if she checked her email first thing in the morning. It took a long time to get the wording right. I didn't want to presume too much, but I still wanted to let her know that I was thinking about her – that was an understatement. That kiss as we parted, the warmth of her body, and the scent of her as I carried her out of the ship demanded more and more of my thoughts. Perhaps it's the natural order of things that as I became more secure in my new life, there was more room for pleasurable thoughts. The photo on the web site of Cecilia on the castle wall, hair slightly mussed by the breeze, eyes sparkling with joy became my screen saver. "Dearest Cecilia" became, "Dear Cecilia" which became, simply "Cecilia." Finally I settled on "Dear Cecilia" and went on to apologize for having taken so long to contact her, but also assuring her that she was "frequently in my thoughts" which I didn't like either, so I settled on telling her that I often thought about her and our meeting on the Concordia and that I was saddened that our time together was all too brief. I went on to say that I hoped that her ankle was healed. At the end I mentioned I would like to visit her so we could spend more time together. Her response to that statement would tell me a lot. I hoped that she felt at least some of the attraction that I felt for her and that she was not just some older man's dream.
As the plane leveled off our flight attendant, an attractive dark-haired young woman in blue jacket, matching skirt and heels brought coffee.
"Anything else, Mr. Burns?" she asked as she set a porcelain coffee mug on the table in front of me. Her name was "Diane" and she smelled delicious.
"Thanks, Diane, that's all I need for now."
"If you need anything else, please let me know. I'll be in the back. I'll keep an eye on the girls and if they wake I'll get them some dinner and some cocoa. Is that okay?"
"Great idea, thanks."
"They sure are sweet." she said in a soft southern accent as she nodded toward the sleeping girls. Diane had befriended the girls even before we took off, meeting us in the terminal lounge and immediately making them feel welcome and telling them about the flight and the airplane. Diane had also got them tucked in as soon as we boarded, after a quick assessment that they needed sleep now and food later. No telling what she thought as she watched Teri and Carolyn seemed to try to outdo each other in affectionate farewells to me.
"I'm a very lucky man..."
"I would say so." she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye.
I turned and watched her return to her seat in the back of the plane. The view from my vantage point was a delight.
Dragging my eyes and my mind back to truly more important things, I pulled my tablet from my leather carry-on bag and read Cecilia's reply to my message of last night. It was there when I awoke, but with the hectic schedule of the day I had made only the briefest happy reply explaining I was on a crazy schedule and looked forward to answering more fully when I was on the plane in the afternoon. I wanted to at least reply in the thoughtful way that was required. I had taken time to read her message several times during the day though, and each time it made me smile. Did I feel guilty about Teri and flying to meet Grace for a week that would include nights in her bed? No, I was still in a sort of twilight world where I would take the opportunity to make love to a beautiful willing woman when I got the chance. Plus, I still wasn't convinced that there was a future with Cecilia, despite what she said in her email. My feelings for her had been all jumbled since our parting on the beach. One moment I'd remember the kiss, and the next I'd convinced myself I was reading too much into a simple act of gratitude. I didn't want to get my hopes up, and of course I was still suffering the emotional effects of Kate's betrayal.
"Robert, is it really you?" was the first thing Cecilia said in her message.
"I have thought about you every day since we parted, and you have been in my dreams. I wake, and it's as if I can still feel your strong arms as you carried me – carried me away from that terrible place. I was so frightened, and then I saw your light in the passageway, and I knew God had heard my prayers and like an angel you appeared. I will never forget that you saved me and my family. They – especially my brother Pietro, ask if I have heard from you. They have been praying for you and will be so happy to hear you are safe and back in America. I too am sad that we had so little time, but I feel I know you, the kind of man you are – a strong and honest and courageous man. Please, please Robert, do come and visit. It is quiet here this time of year, but the sun is shining and the first signs of spring are already here. I would love to experience it with you and finally get to know the man I owe my life."
I smiled as I read it. I was a little uncomfortable with "the man I owe my life," but her message seemed much more than gratitude. Suddenly I was back there, feeling Cecilia pressed against me on the beach and then the kiss in the ambulance. That was not my imagination, nor did I think it was mere gratitude. So, when could I go to Italy? No, when could "we" go to Italy? Could I even take Airlea out of the country considering I wouldn't get final custody until August? I couldn't leave her behind even for a short visit, and I didn't want a short visit. I realized that I wanted to spend some time getting to know Cecilia, my damsel in distress. Visions of us holding hands and walking through fields of ripening grapes while the warm Tuscan sun illuminated the countryside filled my head. I closed my eyes and held that thought for a couple of minutes. It made me smile.
Diane brought another cup of coffee while I stared out the window at the night sky, considering my reply. When in doubt, tell the truth. I almost laughed out loud. My whole life as Robert Burns was based on a lie. Very amusing!
My tablet was fine for reading messages and short responses, but I needed my laptop to compose a longer message, so I pulled it out. The girls were awake and eating dinner and drinking the promised cocoa by the time I finished. Thankfully Diane kept them amused and busy while I typed, giving Cecilia an abbreviated version of recent events and explaining why I would be unable to travel out of the country until August. I did assure her that there was nothing I would rather do than experience spring in Italy with her. I hit "send" noting it was after midnight in Italy and shut the computer down, turning my seat to face the girls, and we were soon laughing together, their eyes bright with excitement. Diane brought me a perfectly cooked steak and a glass of California Zin.
When we arrived at Dallas Executive Airport on the southwest side of Dallas, the evening weather was far from balmy. It was warmer than Chicago, but the night sky was overcast and there was a chill wind from the north. As we taxied to a large hanger I spotted two new-looking silver Suburbans parked under the lights at the back of the hanger. Grace said she'd meet us, but I hardly expected a man and a tall woman dressed in dark suits standing outside the SUV's. They were security or cops - that was obvious. For a moment, my heart skipped as the thought of imminent arrest crossed my mind. Had I been unmasked? At that point the man turned and opened the back door of the Suburban and out stepped Grace. Well actually, I didn't know if she hopped skipped or jumped out of the back since I was treated to a long expanse of dark-nylon covered legs as she slid from the seat, taking his hand. Her exit was pretty distracting. Damn, she was beautiful! My heart started to return to normal rhythm – well at least as normal as it could get around Grace. Soon the aircraft tug had us inside the brightly lighted hanger, and the engines spooled down.
Two more "security" types got out of the other Suburban. I wondered what was up. Did Grace always travel with such an entourage? Where had they been when we were in New York?
The stairs were quickly lowered, and I noticed that while I was distracted by Grace, Diane had gotten girls ready to go. Each girl carried an expensive leather messenger bag which contained a new iPad and iPhone, thanks to Teri and Carolyn "making a dent in my credit card." I was assured by all concerned that both of those electronic items were essential for pre-teens! Fortunately I could afford it all, plus the two large suitcases each girl had filled with new clothes. Grace had also assured me that we would have to go shopping for the girls.
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School started Monday and I made it out the door on time. That was partly because Annette offered to drive. It was okay for me to be late—I didn’t care—but, like with Fay, I wouldn’t make Annette late. People noticed us. We held hands as we walked from the parking lot to the school and she gave me a soft kiss before we went inside. Inside the school, of course, there was no kissing and no hand-holding. People still looked at us as we found our lockers. My face was hot. “It’s too bad we don’t...
A Better Solution Than Divorce - Part 13 By Jennifer Allison Starting with this part - Dean will be called Jennifer and Jennifer will be called Dean. Jennifer I wasn't allowed to wear any make-up at all until the start of the school year, a touch of lipstick and a little rogue. That was until the night of the Homecoming Dance. With the help of mom, I was now applying mascara along with eye shadow that matched the color of my dress. "A girl needs to look just perfect for...
It was a hot summer’s Friday night and Lucy was tipsy and looking to unwind after a long hard week. She was at a gig of a band she quite liked with her friend Amy. The support band had just gone off, Amy had seen them before and told her they were really good. They’d been ok but she was ready for the main event, especially because she massively fancied the lead singer of the main band. She was waiting to get served at the bar and felt someone press up behind her. She didn’t really mind, the bar...
In the mean time John was as horny as Jim had been, after seeing how Paul was with his mother, he ran her he controlled her! The idea, the concept was so erotic, that John, just like Jim knew he had to find a way to get his own mom to submit to him and his friends. The idea of swapping moms casually with his friends was his latest beat off fantasy! Now Irene his mother was a classic tall blond, slender, more like a Lauren Bacall, but with bigger breasts, than a Betty Grable. Since his...
Shafiq gazed out of the window of the white house, down the hill to the harbour of Oran. She and her team had arrived in darkness, but now the sun was up and she could feel its heat already beginning to build up. The house was nestled just below the cliff that formed the natural anchorage, a cliff that rose to a peak on her left as she gazed out onto the Mediterranean Sea. The rock was arid, dry, with some low growing brush along the clifftop. The village proper was further back atop the...
My heart went out to her as I saw her make her way to the front of the room. She just looked so young and fragile. She was nervous too, but that was to be expected. We were all of us nervous when we made the same trip; Lord knows it's not an easy thing to get up in front of a group like ours and confess your weakness even though we were going to be the most sympathetic audience she would ever find. If she could be helped we were most definitely the ones who could help her. Sadly though, not...
In the days following their initial tryst, Debbie taught Jim a lot about human sexuality. In public, they were discreet, never overly affectionate, no hand holding, no midnight fucks in the Chris Craft, and no grabass at the beach. At home behind closed doors though things were different. Class was in session and Jim was Debbie’s star pupil. He was more than happy to accept her tuition, because the lessons were all so pleasant. Jim was a quick study and he was VERY motivated. Within a week,...
What’s in the Pinup Files? It’s an innocent enough question, but how would you answer it if your mom asked? Pinups were invented a long fucking time ago, so they’ve been around your whole life unless you’re the most ancient motherfucker ever to visit ThePornDude. In all that time, it hasn’t changed all that much. We may be gawking at pinups online instead of in the pages of nudie rags hidden under your dad’s mattress, but the content is largely the same. It’s just in higher resolution.To be...
Premium Big Tits SitesThe flight to Toronto gave me plenty of time to reflect on how my online relationship with Jason had developed. I had started chatting with Jason about three months earlier. He was safely located hundreds of miles away in Toronto. An older guy, looking for some cyber fun. Never crude, he always played the gentle, older uncle type. I never let on how limited my experience really was. I had been with few guys, mostly jerking each other off. I had given a few blowjobs but was far from an expert....
GayCupping her elbow lightly in his hand, Goncourt led Lady Huysmans from thedining room, across the tiled hall to the broad sweeping staircase. She wasa haughty woman, he knew she would flinch at any more intimate touch, a womanof breeding who hunted and rode to hounds and would feel herself to be a littleabove the likes of him. Her cool reserve throughout dinner had been an annoyanceto him, the ice in her eyes and the pride in her smile infuriating. She heldherself aloof, looked down on him, as...
My household consisted of my mother, Angela, my father Sal, my sister Grace who was about 18 months younger than I, and me. I was still in high school and was about 5’11” tall, athletic build, weighed 170 pounds, had dark brown hair and brown eyes. I considered myself average looking. Grace was about 5’3” tall, 100 pounds, nice figure with a good set of boobs that my friends liked to ogle. Her hair was long and brown, and her eyes were big and brown. She was a pretty girl, but not yet...
After breakfast, I thought I would check my email; Alonzo would have had time to respond to my email about the ASIO backdoor request. I connected to the PDP 11/70 at Uni, and just as I had thought, there was a reply waiting for me. Will, All very interesting what you had to say about your country’s spy agency wanting a back door into your router. Now, all of this is purely hypothetical, of course, as I cannot confirm or deny what any of our three-letter agencies may or may not have requested...
Spying on MotherI had slept in my mothers bed ever since my dad had gone, and now as I got older it was just habit I would often wake to find myself there and not remember coming into her room. Except on Saturdays, Saturday I didn’t have to get up for school and mum would let me sleep in, I loved Saturdays I would wake as I felt my mother slip out of bed, the mattress would spring as her weight lifted fee then I would hear the bedroom door open and close as she went in to the bathroom.As soon...
:: CHAPTER THREE :: Shoshana adjusted her hijab in the mirror and tucked the last few strands of hair inside and secured them with a bobby pin. She glanced up when Asher came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. ‘Are you doing okay?’ he asked. ‘I’m fine,’ Shoshana assured him. ‘Good, ready to go?’ Asher asked. Shoshana nodded and followed Asher out of the room. Neither of them spoke until the elevator doors had closed behind them. ‘We can’t let Jake or anyone else find out...
Composed and written by Dear Heart “Hmm I think I will teach him a lesson which he won’t ever forget.” She says to herself while cleaning the mess on the bed and thinking about the last night. After spending a lot of time in cleaning the bed and washing the bed sheets, a smile plays on her lips when she at last gets the idea to punish her beloved man. The next moment she is on the phone talking to him, informing that she will not be able to visit him today as she isn’t feeling well...
I was going to stay at friend Todd's house for the weekend but my friend was sick so his mom said we'd have make it some other weekend. When I called home it went to voice mail, so I just let a message that I was coming home and that Todd's mom was driving me. When I got home I used my key to open the door thinking mom and Rick must have gone to the movie they were talking about before I left. With dad out of town working, mom was going a little nuts from boredom. I mean, not nuts, but she was...
I stayed the night at Katie's house over the weekend. Her mother was going to go camping with her boyfriend and had decided to leave us at home. While I was there, I took a shower, but got half of my bra wet. Setting it over the side of the bathtub to dry, Katie gave me a loose fitting shirt to wear. It felt weird to be without a bra; I always had mine on, even when I slept. My breasts felt kind of heavy and exposed, and I began to wonder if Katie had looked. Apparently she had because she...
LesbianThe days after the public exhibition I made for Chris were very confusing to me. Not only was I upset about the way this whole thing was going, with him seemingly able to exert absolute control over me, but even more than that was the way I was responding to it. If I had gotten any special sensation about being fondled in semi-public with him the first time in the study room, it quadrupled with my actions in the café. I was totally disgusted with myself, but every time I relived the scene I...
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