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Johnny PulaskiChapter 8 free porn video
After Mass, on the Sunday after the Homecoming dance, I had a message from Amanda on my cell phone to call her. When I returned her call she told me I was invited to dinner at her house that night. I got permission to go from my dad then accepted the invitation.
Amanda offered to come pick me up but I declined and rode my bike over instead; I hoped the trip would be the swan song of having to use a mountain bike as my primary mode of transportation. I pedaled the two miles to Amanda's. She and her mom lived in a nice subdivision surrounding two golf courses. The guard at the gate finally waved me through after thoroughly examining my ID. It was embarrassing to get hassled sitting on a bicycle as people driving by gawked at me. I guess me on a bicycle was a whole different matter than two girls and me in a Lincoln last night. I was on time even with the delay at the gate; when I rang the bell Jane answered the door.
Jane was as nicely dressed and impeccably groomed, as she had been last night. Now I don't know if it was my grandmother's influence, or whether it was from being with Dee-Dee, but I was becoming a big fan of women who made an effort in their appearance. I took both of Jane's hands in mine.
"You look more beautiful every time I see you," I said sincerely.
"You are too sweet, ' she replied, again with the sexy flutter in her eyelids.
I held on to one of her hands as she led me to the living room again.
"I'll go get Amanda," she said.
"What? No hug first?" I asked.
She hesitated only a second before stepping into my arms. She was a delightful armful. I again kissed her, this time more on the lips. She held the hug a few seconds and then went to fetch her daughter. Amanda came into the room by herself.
"Jeez, Pulaski, haven't you ever heard of being fashionably late?"
"If I had know you would be looking this good I'd have been here an hour ago," I replied.
I meant what I said, no grunge look for Mandy today. She was wearing a skirt and sweater that sure let me know she was a woman. She blushed and stepped into my open arms. It was no quick little kiss with Amanda, though, as she planted one on me that left me breathless. Amanda stayed in my arms after we broke the kiss.
"I'm very happy that you are here, Johnny, and Mom's been atwitter all day. I must be crazy but I trust you Johnny, so do what you think is right with her. One of these days we are going to sit down and discuss this attraction thing, though."
"Fair enough," I said.
Next to my mother and sister, Amanda Pullman was the smartest person I had ever met. I think if anyone could help me figure out these sensations I received from certain women, it would be her.
Dinner was excellent; Jane missed her calling not being a chef. We had a roast with potatoes and carrots and fresh baked dinner rolls. Everything, Amanda said proudly, was made from scratch. I think the amount of food I packed away proved to Jane that my praise of her cooking wasn't just flattery.
After dinner, Amanda and I helped Jane in the kitchen, ignoring her plea that she had it covered. After we had put the last plate in the dishwasher, Amanda excused herself to call Caroline. It was something to do with schoolwork, she told her mother. I sat at the table drinking coffee and chatting with Jane while waiting for Amanda. In about five minutes she came into the dining room wearing her jacket and carrying her car keys.
"I'm going to run a couple of books over to Caroline's. Johnny, stay here so you and Mom can get to know one another and I'll be right back."
Her mother looked a little put out by her leaving but Amanda kissed her on the cheek and told her it was important. The she kissed me on the lips, winked at me and left with a wave. Jane started to apologize but I shrugged her off.
"I think Amanda left so we could talk in private," I said.
Jane thought for a minute and smiled as she realized I was probably right.
"I guess we do need to talk, Johnny. I am so happy Amanda has finally started dating again. I am even happier she is dating you. I know your father very well; he banks at the branch I manage and also takes care of our cars. Your father is such a good man and I have a feeling you are a lot like him."
Small world wasn't it?
"Amanda is an amazing young woman, but then again, you are pretty amazing yourself."
Jane looked at me quizzically. "You don't have to butter me up or be overly friendly, Johnny. I told you I was all for you dating my daughter."
"It isn't that Jane, and I can prove it; here, give me your hand."
I laid my hand on the table palm up and she hesitated only a moment before taking it. I watched fascinated as the hair on her arms rose with goose bumps.
"Feel that?' I asked.
She gave a little nod.
"With some people I have a connection of some sort. For some reason, with you it is stronger than with anyone so far. I know from experience that you can feel a lot of what I feel when we are touching. Now close your eyes."
When she obediently closed her big baby blues I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. I made my lips soft and gently moved them over hers. When I pried her lips apart with my tongue she resisted only briefly. I gently broke the kiss.
"Keep your eyes closed and listen to me please. I kissed you like that because you are a beautiful woman and I'm attracted to you. I told Amanda that. Amanda doesn't mind because she said you needed to get on with your life and if I can help she's all for it. I don't know what's going to happen between you and me, or for that matter Amanda and me, but I like being around you both and hope I can do that. What do you think?"
Jane blinked a couple of times and regarded me with a steady calculating gaze.
"I felt ever word you said," she said softly, "every single word came across as a feeling of sincere honesty. I don't know how you do it, and I don't know why it doesn't scare the hell out of me. But here it is, I trust you to do what's right, and I'm going to leave everything up to you. Just don't hurt my daughter inadvertently, okay? It would kill me to be a party to that."
"It is easy to promise that, Jane, you both already mean a lot to me."
"Good," she said, "now what are your plans for me?"
I told her the truth, "I really don't have any; I just want to be around you."
She smiled at that. "Hmmm, well do you think another one of those kisses would fit in your 'non-plan'?"
I said I was hoping it might and pulled her up to her feet. I was really getting to like making out with these tall girls. Jane was a good kisser when she put her mind to it. She had me seeing stars in less than a minute. I slid my hands down and cupped her butt as we kissed heatedly. Jane definitely had a handful for me to grab.
"You have a fantastic body," I told her when we broke the kiss.
She laughed at that. "I'm a big girl Johnny, no question about it, but I work hard to keep in shape and I'm not ashamed of how I look. I hope you are trying to make Amanda feel the same way. I don't want her feeling bad because her new friend Caroline is such a tiny little waif."
"Not a problem," I said.
Talking with Jane was as much fun as talking with Amanda. It was obvious to me where Amanda got her slightly skewed sense of humor. We sat and gabbed for fifteen minutes until Amanda arrived home. Jane and I cracked up at her daughter's noisy entrance. She followed our laughter into the kitchen.
"Mom I haven't heard you laugh that hard in ages," Amanda sounded pleased.
"I haven't felt this good in ages," Jane admitted.
I hung out for another half hour then had to get home. At the door it was Jane who kissed me. It wasn't one of her specials, but it was sweet. Amanda walked out with me to see me off.
"It was wonderful to hear my mother laughing Johnny, thank you."
"My pleasure," I replied.
"It might be your pleasure real soon. I'm going to talk to Mom about getting on the pill tonight."
"Good luck with that," I said.
Man did the week drag as I impatiently waited for my birthday. I was even unfocused at football practice, doing stupid stuff that ended up causing me to run about a million of Coach Boyette's punishment laps. When Friday finally straggled around, I was up at the butt crack of dawn, even though the DMV didn't open until eight.
I caught half an hour of Denise's program while I waited for my grandfather. Denise was interviewing a county commissioner about the beach situation. I was impressed at how well prepared and knowledgeable Denise was as she questioned the guy about federal funds for replenishing the beaches. Papa interrupted my viewing shortly after seven-thirty. We cruised to the DMV in Nana's Lincoln arriving five minutes before they opened. I had the first appointment of the day and at eight forty-five walked out with my license.
Papa took me to Mama's to celebrate. I watched Tina and my grandfather closely as they interacted, trying to get a hint of their relationship. Tina seemed so familiarly comfortable around him, just like Dee-Dee and me. True, my grandfather was seventy-five years old but he was still a vigorous old coot. I wasn't difficult to imagine Papa popping a few of those little blue hardon pills and Pulaskifying buxom Tina. Papa proudly told Tina that I was sixteen today.
"You know Tina, a woman like you could make a man out of him," Papa teased.
Tina laughed as I blushed furiously. "If he's related to you Jan, I'm betting I would have to get in line."
Tina brought our coffee and served it from behind me. I blushed again as she purposely rested one of her big melons on my shoulder as she served us. I swear that when she walked off her nipples were pushing her sweater out a good inch. I watched in awe as her surprisingly trim hips swished toward the kitchen.
"Down boy," Papa said with a grin.
"That's a lot of woman," I gulped.
Papa sighed. "Almost too much," he said.
Papa dropped me off at school at ten. It was a good day for me, as Alice Cooper almost said, "I was sixteen and I liked it."
The football game that night was an away game down in Brevard County. We had a team meeting after school and bussed down at four-thirty for the game. It was a tough game dominated by two excellent defenses. We were lucky to eke out a ten to seven victory. I had a good game and actually set up the game winning field goal by forcing a fumble on the Titusville 30 yard line. I rode home with Darryl Pritchett, a big offensive lineman I'd made friends with. I was stoked that it would hopefully be the last ride I had to mooch.
My dad congratulated me on my game; he'd driven down to see it although I hadn't seen him there.
"Jane Pullman said to tell you good game, too. She and her daughter were there."
"Really? I didn't know they were coming."
"Jane spoke highly of you, Johnny, she said she was very pleased you and her daughter are dating. I trust you not to hurt her feelings. I know you are also seeing Caroline and that could lead to complications."
"It's cool Dad, Caroline and I are just friends and Mandy knows that."
"Hmmm, does she also know you slip off with your friend once a week?"
I looked Dad straight in the eye, "Yes," was all I said.
Dad shook his head in wonder, "You are a lot like Vik with the ladies. Good night son, and happy birthday."
He started for his bedroom, but then turned back toward me.
"Oh, I almost forgot, your birthday present needed new brake rotors that I had to order from the dealer, they'll be in Monday. Sorry about that, but you should have your truck by Tuesday for school."
I thanked him and went to bed myself. I resigned myself to waiting three more days for wheels, but after waiting sixteen years, I guessed I'd live."
It was funny but I didn't feel any older the next day as I did my chores. Without Mom and Katrina around, Dad and I split the housework between us. We were both neat anyway, so it wasn't a big deal. Dad was an hour late getting home from work and by then I had the house looking spiffy. Dad and I hung out together all day. It was enjoyable. We pressure washed the deck and did some minor repairs around the house. Dad told me that we were going out to dinner at six with my grandparents.
I dressed in a nice shirt and Dockers for dinner because we were going with Nana. Papa and Nana drove up at five-thirty and took us to Olga's Steak House. Olga's was owned by Olga Swistak, a good friend of my grandmothers. Olga's was the best place to get a steak in Central Florida. In addition, Olga had some traditional Polish fare on her menu. You could get pierogis, golabki (stuffed cabbage), hunter's stew, and the best cheese blintzes you ever tasted. I was looking forward to Aunt Olie spoiling me rotten.
When we arrived at the restaurant Olga herself greeted us at the door. Olga had proclaimed herself my aunt when I was about three years old and she was just opening a small restaurant. In the years since then Olga had to find a bigger place then finally build the large restaurant we were at now. Aunt Olie was a large motherly woman whom everybody loved. Olga grabbed me and pulled my face down for a big buss on the cheek.
"Nadia, he is such a handsome young man!" she exclaimed to Nana.
Nana beamed in pride as Olie hugged Dad and Papa.
"I have a nice table for you in the small banquet room," Olie said, taking my arm.
When we walked through the archway into the room about fifty people yelled surprise and started blowing noisemakers. I was stunned. All the Hernandez family was there, sitting at three tables pushed together, Amanda and Jane Pullman were sitting with them. At another table sat Jen, Richie, Stan and Michelle with their dates. Denise Drake was sitting with them, looking gorgeous as usual. A bunch of guys from my football team were scattered around with their dates. Even Coach Boyette was there with his wife and children.
The biggest surprises were at a long table set up against one wall with all the chairs on one side. My Mother was standing behind a chair and Rachael Scofield was sitting beside her. My heart jumped around in my chest at the sight of Rachael. She was blonde now, her hair a little lighter than her natural color and she looked just as heartbreakingly beautiful as I remembered her. I walked around the table and hugged my Mom. She squeezed me tight and kissed my cheek, her eyes wet with unshed tears.
"I've missed you so, Johnny," she said.
I didn't know how much I believed that but I remembered the rule and mumbled something polite to her. When she released me, I turned to Rachael. She stood up and gave me a shy smile.
"I missed you too, Johnny," she said softly.
I swear I wanted to say something biting and sarcastic, something like "you have a funny way of showing it". Instead I opened my arms. Her smile got bigger and she rushed into them. As soon as I touched her I knew she was telling the truth, the raw emotion of her feelings made me dizzy. I let her go when my grandfather started seating us. When we were all in our chairs Papa stood up and made a toast.
"Thank you all for coming tonight to help us celebrate Johnny's birthday. By Polish tradition my grandson is a man now. And I am proud to say that he is about the finest young man I've ever known. So lets eat and party and make his coming of age official."
I could have crawled under the table from his effusive praise. I was spared further embarrassment as the wait staff started bringing out the food. Olie had done it up right; fixing a feast she served family style. Platters of stuffed chicken breast and stuffed cabbage were placed on every table along with mounds of pierogis and loaves of fresh baked bread. I was hungry and dug in as conversations swirled around me. I took a break from stuffing my face and asked Dad about the party. He told me it was my grandparents' doing. He just got invited like everyone else. I looked over at Papa and caught his eye; he winked and reached for another pierogi.
As we were finishing dessert a kid I vaguely knew from school came out and walked behind a DJ setup I hadn't even noticed tucked into a corner of the room. He turned on his mike and gave a happy birthday speech then started playing music as the staff cleared the tables. I saw Nana's fingerprints all over the party when the lights dimmed and he started played a waltz. Nana grabbed my hand and tugged me out onto the empty side of the room in front of the DJ. I waltzed her around and thanked her for the party.
"You are the light of our lives Johnny. Your grandfather and I are so proud of you. Your are so tall and handsome, and you dance very well."
I blushed and spun her around the floor. Nana danced like one of those old time movie stars; at sixty she was still lithe and vivacious. She laughed gaily as my grandfather cut in on our dance.
"Get your own girl," he growled, "This pretty little thing is mine."
I moved back and watched them for a second, Jesus, was I ever some kind of lucky.
When I started off the dance floor Caroline grabbed me. As soon as we started dancing other couples joined us. The DJ was very good; he mixed up the music and kept everyone dancing. Being the birthday boy I got to dance with all the girls, it was a tough job but someone had to do it. I had interesting conversations with some of my partners. It started with Caroline.
"Amanda and I have a present for you. Do you still have your backpack full of goodies?"
When I told her I did she informed me that Jane was going out of town Wednesday and not to make any plans for that evening. I told her I wouldn't.
Michelle snagged me after the obligatory dance with my mother.
She snuggled right up to me even though her boyfriend was watching.
"My birthday is in a couple of months and I know exactly what you can give me," she whispered in my ear.
When I dragged Amanda on the floor she said, "Geez, Romeo, who is that blonde over there mooning over you. She looks like a lingerie model."
"Her name is Rachael Scofield, she goes to UCF. We dated a few times last year."
When I danced with Rachael I commented on her hair and that she was wearing regular contacts and not tinted ones.
"I changed them as soon as I came back from Christmas break last year. The other ones reminded me of you too much. We need to talk Johnny but I have something at school I can't miss tomorrow. Can I see you next weekend?"
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