A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 35 Confrontations
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July 1980, Milford, Ohio
“Melanie called,” Stephanie said frostily. “You need to call her right now!”
“Don’t give me orders!” I growled. “I don’t need to do anything! I’ll call her when I’m good and ready to call her. And that might be never!”
I turned and walked down the hall to my room. I felt sure Melanie would try to intercede for Jennifer and I really didn’t want to deal with that. I shut my door and sat down with my journal. I just stared at the blank page, not knowing what to write. Joyce’s words kept turning over in my head. What I really needed was Pia or Sofia at this point, but I didn’t have them.
I was still upset with how things had turned out and that every good relationship I had eventually fell apart because of some event I couldn’t control. Birgit, Karin, Jennifer, Sofia and Pia were all taken from me in one way or the other. I wouldn’t be able to see any of them anytime soon, and with Birgit, I’d never see her again. Even Katt could be a help, but she wasn’t here, either.
I thought back to my relationship with Katt. Even though I was in second place to her skating, it had actually been fun and I enjoyed being with her. In Sweden, she’d always been there for me because she wasn’t competing. Here she’d be competing, which meant traveling and training even more. I needed to finish High School and then would go to college, which meant there was no way I could travel with her.
All that just convinced me that my approach was correct. Getting involved with anyone like Joyce or Elyse would just lead to the same outcome. Joyce was going to the University of Cincinnati and Elyse was a Senior. They’d be around for a year. After that, I’d be going to college, which meant most likely they’d be away from me as well.
The more I thought about this, the more upset I became with Jennifer. If she were staying here for this year and if we kept our agreement to go to college in the same city, none of this would have happened!
My train of thought was interrupted by the telephone. I didn’t answer, but someone did. A moment later, Dad knocked on the door and told me the phone was for me.
I sighed, “OK,” and picked up the receiver on my desk and said hello.
“What the hell is going on with you and Jennifer?” Melanie demanded.
“Well, hello to you too!” I said.
“Cut the bullshit! I asked you a question.”
“And I don’t care to answer,” I said with a snarky tone.
“Come on! I told you to cut out the bullshit and answer me.”
“There’s nothing going on. We’re done. It’s over. Fuck it!”
“Are you kidding me? You and Jennifer can’t simply be ‘done’ like that. You need to talk to her. You can’t just walk out and never speak to her again.”
“Sure I can. I did. I just don’t care anymore!”
“What is wrong with you? You really can’t see her side of this?”
“What side? That she deceived me for months? That she didn’t tell me something this important? She should have told me!”
“Fine. She should have told you. Get over it! Get over yourself! This isn’t the Steve, I know.”
“Maybe I’ve changed. In fact, you know I have.”
“Not for the better!”
“You didn’t think that the other day when you found out about my rule, change. In fact, I’m at a point right now where I just don’t fucking care about stuff like that anymore. If you want me to fuck you silly, come get me and I’ll fuck you every which way until you can’t take it anymore!”
“Steve! What about Pete?” she said with alarm.
“I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK! The offer stands. Come pick me up and you can have what you want. The best fucking of your life. No holds barred.”
“There is something seriously wrong with you! I can’t imagine what caused this break. It can’t just be Jennifer.”
“Forget it. I am what I am. Now, do you want to fuck or not?”
“No, not when you’re like this. What the hell happened? Did you have a fight with Stephanie?”
“I did. And I told her I was never going to fuck her. I gave her one chance, she didn’t take it. Now she can forget it.”
“Oh my God! No wonder you’re acting that way! And that explains why Stephanie is so upset. I’m telling you, if you don’t fix your relationship with your sister, something very, very bad is going to happen and we’ll all regret it.”
“I said forget it! There are two girls in the world that I won’t fuck — Jennifer and Stephanie. Anyone and everyone else? If they’re close to my age and willing, I’ll fuck them silly. The offer for you stands. You know you want it.”
“No, I don’t. Not like this. You’ve been out of control this past week!”
“Out of control? I had a lot of sex, but I’m totally in control. And denying your own desires isn’t you, Melanie Spencer.”
“You need help. And you need Stephanie. Fix that, please, I’m begging you now!”
“For the last time, forget it! The only begging I want from you is for me to stop because you can’t take it anymore. Now, if you aren’t going to come over and get me so I can fuck you silly, then just LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!”
I slammed the handset on the phone, cutting her off. If she didn’t want to screw, then fuck her!
I was seething and got up and put on my swim suit. I needed to work off the anger and frustration, and that was the best way to do it. I swam until I was so exhausted I could barely climb out of the pool. I took a long warm shower, but what I really needed was to sit in a sauna, but I didn’t have one available.
I dried off, dressed, and went to sit at my desk. Dad came to the door and told me there was someone at the door to see me. I chuckled and got up. I knew Melanie would cave, and I was going to enjoy it! I walked out into the living room with a smirk on my face that quickly turned into surprise when I saw who it was.
Pete Carston grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the house to the driveway. He held onto my arm with a firm grip.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he said in his best ‘law enforcement’ voice.
“They teach you that in suspect intimidation 101 at OSU, Pete?”
“God damn it! Did you really offer to have sex with Melanie? Did you really tell her you didn’t give a damn about me?”
“I most certainly did. What of it? I just don’t give a fuck.”
The next thing I knew, I had bounced off his car and landed on the ground. I got up and stared him in the eyes.
“Moving up to police brutality now, Carston? What ARE they teaching you in those classes up there at OSU?”
“Whatever is wrong with you, you need to fix it. Until you do, you stay away from Melanie, Jennifer, and me. Do you hear me, Steve Adams?”
“Fuck you, Pete.”
He pushed me out of the way, then got in his car and drove away. I walked back into the house.
“I hope he knocked some sense into you, you fucking idiot!” Stephanie growled with venom in her voice.
“Just shut the fuck up! I told you to leave me alone and stay out of this. Got it?”
I stormed down the hall to my room and slammed the door. I had no outlet for my anger and frustration now. I couldn’t swim a lap if my life depended on it. I sat down at my desk and put my head down. I realized that I’d just put myself in the same situation I had two years ago — all of my close friends and confidantes were now gone. I needed an outlet for all my negative energy, but I was so exhausted I couldn’t do anything that required physical exertion.
I sat there in silence, my head on my desk, just breathing deeply and trying to calm down. I wondered if maybe I should see Doctor Mercer, because she had helped me the last time. The more I thought about it, the more that made sense. I pulled out my address book and called her office. I let the receptionist know that it was basically an emergency, and I wanted to see Doctor Mercer as soon as possible. She put me on hold and Doctor Mercer came on the line.
“Steve, are you OK?”
“No, I don’t think so, actually.”
“Are you thinking of hurting yourself or someone else?”
“No, Doctor Mercer. I think we established that last time.”
“You’re sure of that?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow at 7:00am, if that time works for you.”
“I’ll be there, Doctor Mercer. Do I need a permission slip from my dad?”
“No, the one we have on file is fine. Listen to me carefully now. If you have any thoughts of hurting yourself or someone, call this number immediately. Do you hear me, Steve?”
She gave me a number.
“Yes, Doctor Mercer. Thanks. See you at 7:00am.”
I hung up the phone and decided to take a walk. I walked slowly because I was now mentally exhausted as well as physically. I turned right out of the driveway and walked down towards the end of Overlook. I saw Donna sitting outside on her porch.
“Hey, Steve! Come sit with me!” she waved happily.
“Hi, Donna. I’m not sure I’ll be the best company at the moment,” I answered as I walked up to her.
“Even more reason for you to sit with me, then. I can listen to whatever your problems are.”
“Let’s take a walk instead. I’d rather not sit at the moment. I might not talk much, but I’ll hold your hand while we walk if you like.”
She practically leapt out of her chair and grabbed my hand. Even in my current mental state, I realized that she was probably very lonely. She wasn’t interested in Jimmie Henderson and I suspected that most parents didn’t want her around their kids for fear that somehow pregnancy was contagious. I’d seen it before with a girl who had been pregnant when I was a Sophomore. We walked up Overlook hand-in-hand.
“What’s wrong, Steve?”
“It’s the whole thing with Jennifer leaving. She and I broke up. Now Stephanie and my best friends are freaking out about it. They can’t seem to accept it as I have. I’m moving on, but they aren’t.”
“Moving on, how?”
“By forgetting about Jennifer and reconnecting with the girls I knew before I went to Sweden.”
She giggled, “Your way of reconnecting or the normal way?”
I chuckled, “What do you think? My way, of course.”
“It figures. Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“Would you reconnect with me, please, just once.” she said softly.
“I’m concerned about you because you have a crush on me. I don’t want to mislead you in any way.”
“I know what it would mean. Don’t worry about me. You look like you need some comforting. Let me comfort you.”
“I’m so physically exhausted, I don’t know if I could do it.”
“Sure you could. I’d need to be on top, obviously. And I doubt the part of your body I would use is too tired to perform!”
“Where would we go?”
“My room. Mom and Dad are at work. Leah is out with her boyfriend.”
“OK,” I said, surrendering to her.
We turned and walked back towards her house and she led me to her room.
“Just take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, on your back. Let me do this, OK?”
“Are you sure? Really sure?”
“You need this, I can tell. I’ll enjoy it, for sure, but you really need someone to love you.”
She was right, of course. I removed my clothes and got into her bed. She took her clothes off as well and stood so I could look at her.
“My boobs are bigger and even more sensitive!” she giggled.
I smiled as she came over to the bed and kissed me gently. She started by kissing my face and neck, rubbing her hand on my chest. Donna kissed my chest, carefully avoiding my nipples. After a score of kisses, she touched my nipple with the tip of her tongue, causing it to immediately harden. She did the same for the other one. Then she slowly sucked on my nipples, teasing them with her tongue, first one side, then the other, causing me to groan. She was gentle and soft with every move.
Donna kissed down my breastbone to my stomach, planting small, light kisses. She continued downwards to my groin, not touching my dick. She gave my balls a quick kiss and then kissed her way up the shaft to the top. A quick swirl of her tongue sucked another groan from me. She took me in her hand and gently, ever so gently, lowered her mouth on me. She moved in slow motion, taking me fully into her mouth as she had the first time, my glans passing the constriction at the back of her mouth. She slowly lifted up, then repeated what she had done, each time gently sliding her tongue side to side along my shaft.
I lay there, my orgasm building as she made love to me with her mouth. I was amazed at how easily she took me all the way in, as well as the intense feeling when I was embedded in her. She continued moving up and down, her tongue bathing me and gently sucking. She moved a hand to cup my balls and slightly increased her speed and brought me right to the edge. I tensed, and she knew what was going to happen.
She quickly engulfed me again and moved up and down, up and down. A gentle squeeze on my balls caused me to groan loudly and cum forcefully into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed, not losing a drop, nor missing a beat. She slowed down again after I came, continuing to pleasure me. Eventually, she let me go and moved up beside me. She put her face over mine and I pulled her into a French kiss, gentle and soft, with our tongues dancing around each other. She broke the kiss.
“Damn! That was fantastic,” I said.
“Just wait!”
We cuddled for a few minutes and then she started kissing me and stroking my dick, her swollen breasts pressing into me. She got me hard, then threw one leg over me, grasped my dick, adjusted her position slightly and slowly, inch by inch, sank down on me. When I was all the way in, she leaned down to kiss me and began undulating her hips.
“Ahhh, that feels so good,” Donna sighed. “Just relax and let me do this.”
I complied. She leaned down and gently kissed my lips and slowly ground her clit into me. She did this for several minutes, enjoying the contact, occasionally leaning down to French kiss me. I moved my hands to her full breasts and gently cupped them. I touched my finger to her nipple, and she recoiled like she’d been hit with an electric shock.
“Ugnh! They’re so sensitive now! Be very careful, please!”
“If I lick them, I bet you’ll cum right away!”
“I think so,” she giggled. “When you start cumming, I’ll lean down, but be gentle!”
She began to slowly move up and down. I could feel my orgasm building. I groaned softly, and she began to move faster. I was very close and a few more movements did the trick. When I groaned loudly and fired my first jet into her, she bent down offering me her breast. I gently sucked her nipple into my mouth and ran my tongue across it.
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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...
October 29, 2000, Chicago, Illinois Birgit followed me as far as the stairs, then scooted upstairs when I went to the front door and opened it. “Hi!” Sophie said. “Hi!” I replied and held the door open so she could come into the house. I closed the door behind her then led her to my study where I waited until she went in, and then walked in, closing the door behind me. I nodded to one of the wingback chairs, she sat down in one, and I sat down in the other. “Is something wrong?” she...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I walked in the near 90°F heat to Carla’s place. I was grateful that the humidity of the morning had dropped significantly; otherwise the heat would have been unbearable. By the time I walked up the steps to the apartment over the photography studio and knocked on her door, I had broken into a light sweat. Carla answered almost immediately and invited me inside her studio apartment. The air was moderately cool, and the window air conditioner was running full...
July 1982, Milford, Ohio On Tuesday morning, I kissed Kara goodbye and headed to my parents’ house for my usual morning routine with my little sister. She was happy that I could spend the morning with her and asked to take a walk, so we weren’t in the house with my mom. “Let me guess — this walk will end in the clearing,” I said with a smile. “Yes,” she said, taking my hand as we walked down Overlook towards Klondyke. As usual, we turned around and walked back, taking the path to the...
March 13, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Steve!” Ailea said when she opened the door. “Hi,” I replied, accepting the offered hug. There was no touching of lips, just of cheeks, and I wondered if I’d misread her intentions at her birthday lunch, or if, perhaps, she detected my reluctance to return the offered affection. “Lunch is ready, so go ahead and sit. I’ll bring it in from the kitchen.” I went to the low table, sat down, and a minute later, Ailea brought miso soup and sushi, our usual...
April 3, 1997, Dallas, Texas “Remember what I said about drinking too much,” I said, as I poured bourbon into three cups. We’d stopped at a liquor store, bought a bottle of Blanton’s, and then returned to the small suite I’d reserved at the Westin. Deborah’s room was down the hall, and Krissy’s was two floors below. Krissy’s comment had caught me a bit off guard, but I hadn’t reacted visibly. I didn’t know her quite well enough to know if she’d been teasing with Deborah, so I was being...
March 28, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “This day belongs to you, Kara!” I said when the three of us woke on Thursday morning. “Happy birthday!” Jessica said. “Thanks,” Kara replied happily. “I think I’d like an amazing birthday fuck from our husband, and then a nice loving shower with my wife!” Kara said. “Do we have enough time?” I asked. Jessica giggled, “I set the alarm for thirty minutes earlier!” “Then let’s not waste any of it!” I said pulling Kara to me. Kara’s squeals as I plunged...
September 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois On Monday morning I went to my study to make a surreptitious call to ensure that the surprise I’d planned for Kara was still going to happen, and after confirming that it was, Jesse, Matthew, Michael, and I began preparing for the Labor Day party by getting beer and soda into coolers, getting the grill ready, setting up tables and chairs in the backyard, and ensuring the liquor cabinets were stocked while my wives and daughters worked on food prep in the...
September 1, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “I heard that you have some kind of plan to help Ed,” I said to Connie. “There’s no plan,” she replied. “A witness who saw the shopkeeper alive after Ed left came forward.” That sounded convenient, and I wondered if the witness was real or someone that Anthony had put forward to solve the problem. Certainly, the videotape was real, because I couldn’t imagine how Anthony could have faked that, but the witness? Who knew? “So is he being released? Or is...
August 17, 1997, Chicago, Illinois We finished lunch and Marissa and the younger kids went to play, but Natalie sat with the adults to talk, with coffee, tea, or soft drinks. The Sarcus were very comfortable, but the Heaths were still struggling. But, vitally, they hadn’t left and hadn’t insisted Natalie leave the group. “Can you explain how you developed this attitude and approach?” Chris asked. I nodded, “It started when I was just a bit younger than Natalie. My mom was a total control...
July 1979 — Falkenberg, Sweden On Friday, when I got back from my run, Pam was in her bra and panties again. I whistled at her, she giggled, then finished dressing. I showered, and we went to breakfast and finished up our last day. Once class was done, we were pretty much free. On Saturday, we’d have several optional activities and then on Sunday we’d head back to our host families. After dinner on Friday, I took Pam’s hand and we walked towards the river. It was quiet and peaceful, and...
July 1980, Over the North Atlantic We reached cruising altitude, and I settled back to read my book. Pam raised the armrest between us, snuggled close to me and read as well. The cabin crew offered drinks, and I had my first Coke in a year! Meal service began about an hour and a half into the flight. After the cabin crew picked up the trays and offered drinks again, they passed once more, offering headsets for the movie. Trevor and Maria took them, but Pam and I didn’t, instead we turned on...
July 8, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “Is it really that surprising?” Leah asked. “I suppose not,” I replied. “I just didn’t read too much into the kiss on the cheek.” “I didn’t think it was a good idea to kiss you on the lips with all those people around, because I had no idea who they were or what they would think. You were VERY careful with our dance, so I kind of followed your lead.” Which showed very mature thinking on her part. Both of these girls were exactly the kind of students I...
November 8, 1993, Chicago, Illinois A dark fog swirled before my eyes as I tried to take stock. My head hurt, badly. I felt something on my face and realized, dimly, it was an oxygen mask. My right hand was uncomfortable and I recognized the feeling of an IV and pulse-oximeter. My left arm ached fiercely. On my chest I felt the pads and wires of an EKG. I didn’t feel anything else wrong as I continued taking inventory. I tried to open my eyes, but the fog didn’t clear. I tried to speak, but...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois In the morning Anala and I ran as we had the previous time, then showered together, carefully washing each other’s bodies in an intimate but non-sexual way. After our shower we went to the kitchen and I made breakfast and we sat down to eat. “Steve, may I make a suggestion?” she asked. “Sure.” “Broaden your circle of friends. Other than me, all of you are white, nominally Christian, 20-year-old Americans. And you don’t invite me to your Sunday...
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...
March 1979 Monday was back to the normal routine of school. Debbie Courtney, who lived across the street and had turned fourteen the last week in February, started flirting more with me on the bus each day. Debbie Vaughn, who lived just down the street, would turn fourteen on March 16th and invited me to her birthday party. And Donna Woody, who lived just down the street in the other direction, would turn fourteen on March 20th. She had made it clear what she wanted for her birthday, and in...
June 2, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “My office, please,” Sensei Jim said after class on Saturday. I followed him to his office and waited for him to bid me to sit. He did, and I sat in the usual chair across from him. “She has a real problem, you know that, right?” he asked. “I do. That’s why I insisted she start seeing a counselor.” “I run a huge risk having her here with that kind of temper and her violent acts.” I nodded, “I understand. May I ask what you intend to do?” “I really don’t...
February 21, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Sweetheart!” I said, greeting Bethany at the door. “Uncle Steve!” Nicholas exclaimed. I took him from his mom and he hugged me tightly. “Is Jesse with his moms?” Bethany asked. “Yes. They won’t bring him back over tonight so you and Nicholas can surprise him in the morning.” “Perfect!” “How was the drive up?” “The same as usual. Just a bit of traffic in Northern Indiana. Otherwise, smooth sailing. It was driving the other direction that was a...
November 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, Sensei,” Miyu said when Kara, the girls, and I walked into the dojo on Saturday morning. “Good morning, Miyu.” “Do you have a moment, please?” I nodded and we went to the small practice room for privacy, as Sensei Jim had a family in his office. “What can I do for you?” “I need you to meet a young man,” she said. “I think you might be taking this ‘not do anything without permission’ a bit too far!” Miyu shook her head, “No, I’m not....
May 1979 The limo dropped me at home about 9:00pm. I took my stuff to my room, stripped, and hung up the tux. The rest of the things went into the hamper. I took a shower, put on shorts and a t-shirt, and walked down the hall into my dad’s office. I saw no reason to put this off any longer. “Stephen, you need to explain yourself!” my mom demanded. “I was in Mrs. McGrath’s, well, Mrs. Sanders’ now, wedding, as I said.” “You walked her down the aisle! You’re sixteen and not even related to...
November 3, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “I still don’t understand why you told everyone to leave Katy alone last night,” Elyse said on Saturday morning. “Because we weren’t going to talk her out of it. I could tell by the way she told us. I hoped letting her sleep on it would allow her to hear what we had to say. Obviously I was wrong.” “I was surprised that she wouldn’t talk to Jennifer at all,” Kara said. “I thought Jennifer would be the one to get her to listen to reason this morning.” I...
February, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Our first joining since the previous summer was slow and sweet, trying to express our deep love for each other through the motions of our bodies. When we finished, Karin held me tight and refused to let me move off of her. “Sleep there, please,” she whispered. I kissed her once more then adjusted my pillow so that I could rest my head next to hers. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but it was what Karin wanted. The feel of her firm body under mine,...