A Well Lived Life Book 2 JenniferChapter 53 Goodbyes Part II
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May 28, 1979 — Memorial Day
I woke up feeling refreshed, having slept deeply. Stephanie joined me in the pool after several weeks of enforced absence and we ate breakfast together. We hung out for the rest of the morning playing pool and just sitting and talking. It was clear she was going to miss me. I had no doubt I would miss her terribly.
Melanie arrived to pick me up around 11:00am for the Memorial Day Cookout at her house. The way she was looking at me made me think that I was the main course, rather than steaks, and in bed, rather than on the grill! Melanie didn’t know it, but she was going to be the dessert! I was sure that she’d love it. This was basically her last chance for wild, though I expected her to push the limits when she was with me.
“Melanie, Pete’s coming home on the 9th. Are we having a date on the 8th? I hear from Jennifer you reserved the date.”
“I was going to ask you today. Do you think we could make it a real date? Dinner, a movie, and then you can fuck my brains out?”
“Sounds like fun!”
“And Melanie, today Jennifer’s limits are on, so no repeat of last time, OK?”
“Yes, Steve. She told me. I got that fantasy out of the way. Now if you could just see your way clear to fulfill the last one...”
I chuckled, “Sorry Melanie, just not my thing!”
She smiled and said, “I know. I’ve come to terms with not fulfilling that one. In fact, I think the Jennifer thing was actually better than any two guy thing could ever be.”
“Interesting.”
We pulled up to her house and went inside. Sarah and Jennifer were already there. Melanie invited us all to the sauna and told us to drop our clothes in her room. Everyone stripped as instructed and we went into the sauna. Melanie had arranged towels, so that I was on the upper bench with Jennifer on my left, Melanie on my right and Sarah on the lower bench in front of me.
“So, Melanie, we’re all here at your request,” Jennifer said.
“I was happy you invited me!” Sarah interjected. “Steve wasn’t sure this would happen again.”
“I made a special request, Sarah,” Melanie said. “Steve and Jennifer agreed, and this is the last time I can do this before Pete comes home.”
“Why not do this with Pete?” Sarah asked.
“He’s a prude!” Melanie declared. “Worse than Steve, here!”
“Steve? A prude? I don’t see it,” Sarah said, looking me over with doubt in her face.
“He is,” Melanie confirmed. “He’s just willing to set it aside occasionally for Jennifer and me.”
“And once for Joyce,” Jennifer said, tittering.
“What?!” Melanie gasped.
“Jennifer!” I barked.
“Too late now, Steve!” Jennifer replied with a silly smile. “Melanie, Joyce decided she’s a bad girl after all. A REALLY bad girl, if you know what I mean.”
Melanie laughed, “Wow. Now there’s something I would never have expected. Miss Prim-and-Proper Joyce doing that? Wow!”
“What are you talking about?” Sarah asked, puzzled worse than ever.
“Sarah,” I asked with a sly smile, “remember the cherry joke at Graeter’s?”
“Oh my God!” She blurted, “Oh! My! God! Another one? You all are crazy!”
“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!” Jennifer giggled. “Ask your brother. That’ll blow his mind!”
“No thanks!” Sarah said, shaking her head hard.
“Are we going to talk or are we going to screw? Hmm?” I asked.
“Screw!” all three girls said in unison.
So we did. The girls took turns riding me in the sauna, then led me to the master bedroom, where they proceeded to take turns molesting me. There wasn’t any touching between the girls, which was just as I had expected. We took a break for lunch around 1:00pm. We dressed and went into the yard and I cooked burgers on the grill for everyone.
When we finished lunch, Jennifer and I exchanged looks, and when Melanie went inside to get more Cokes, Jennifer confirmed with Sarah that she was OK with the ‘Melanie Sundae’ idea. Sarah giggled and said yes. Melanie came back with the Cokes and we drank them down.
“Hey, Melanie, Jennifer, Sarah, and I want some dessert.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“A Melanie Sundae,” I smirked.
She squealed in delight and jumped into my arms, kissing me hard.
Jennifer just laughed and shook her head.
We went back inside and Jennifer got what she needed from the fridge and we went upstairs. Melanie got some towels to protect the sheets, then got into bed. I took the fudge sauce and poured some on each breast and on her shaved pussy. I added whipped cream and a cherry to each spot.
“Only one cherry, Steve,” Melanie giggled.
“I only got one of yours, Melanie; I got all three of Jennifer’s!”
Jennifer and Melanie laughed, and Sarah just smiled and shook her head.
Jennifer and Sarah got onto the bed, one on each side, and I got between Melanie’s legs. I nodded, and the girls began licking the sundae fixings from Melanie’s breasts. They continued until they had cleaned her breasts and then gently sucked on them while I began my feast.
I ate the cherry and slowly licked whipped cream and fudge from Melanie’s pussy. I took my time, making sure my tongue took detours into her tunnel. When I had finished, I knelt between her legs, pulled her to me and inserted my dick into her, gently thrusting. Sarah and Jennifer continued sucking and licking her breasts while I pumped in and out. Melanie moaned, softly at first, then loudly, and finally groaned as she came.
I wasn’t close, having cum a couple of times before lunch. I pulled out and got up, pulling Melanie to the edge of the bed. I held her legs up with her ankles resting on my shoulders and pounded her hard. Sarah and Jennifer continued to minister to her breasts, and it didn’t take long for Melanie to be close. I thrust deep into Melanie and groaned, spurting into her. That was enough to set her off, and she groaned loudly and her entire body shook in orgasm.
I pulled out and looked at the girls, but got slight negative shakes of their heads. I grabbed the jar of fudge sauce and put a bit more on Melanie’s pussy, and gave her one more orgasm with my tongue.
“That was awesome!” Melanie gasped. “Thanks for setting it up. And Jennifer and Sarah, I really appreciate you doing this for me.”
We went to the shower and the four of us washed each other, slipping and sliding against each other in the crowded shower. When we finished, we got dressed and just hung out for a while. I asked Sarah if she would mind talking about her brother and she was OK with it.
“I’m curious about the long-term thing with your brother. Did you know that at first, or did that come later?”
“Later, though I certainly realized it was a possibility before we did it.”
“How did your friend react?”
“She was OK with it. She knew I wanted him since we were ten. I confided in her one day and she didn’t freak out. It turned out that she wanted him, too, and didn’t see anything strange with me wanting him. She had this massive crush on him, so she was happy to seduce him. Once she’d done that, I went to Chris. Later, we talked about how it would work and she suggested we could share him, and so we did. We’ll share him again once I graduate next year.”
I chuckled. “Well, I’ve already had sex with Stephanie’s best friend!”
Jennifer laughed, “You wouldn’t!”
“Of course not. You have first dibs on a threesome!” I said, laughing.
Melanie doubled-over laughing.
Jennifer stuck her tongue out at me. I let it go.
Melanie drove me home around 7:00pm. I hung out in my room, messed with my computers, and wrote in my journal. I got to bed early since I was exhausted and had school the next day.
May-June 1979
The short school week was filled with exams. I said goodbye to teachers and a few people who I wouldn’t see at the party at East Fork that Jennifer and Larry were planning. Dave Allen and Jim Voline were joining the Army and would leave for basic training in about a week. Bernadette Krebs was joining the Air Force and would leave in about two weeks.
At lunch on Friday, Janet Owens asked if I’d go on a date with her before I left. I told her I would. I asked if Saturday would work and she said yes. She’d pick me up at 4:00pm and we’d go to dinner and a movie. I figured she wanted to talk some more. There was some progress with her reputation and I felt that once the Senior class was gone, things would improve greatly. I let Jennifer know I was going out with Janet and she told me to have fun.
It was strange walking out of the school on Friday knowing that I wouldn’t be back there in the Fall. I’d be at some High School in Sweden. I hadn’t received any information on that, but I figured they would sort it out since that was the main purpose for me going!
That night, Larry, Jennifer, Melanie, and I went out to dinner. We had a great time and spent a couple of hours walking around Milford talking. I was going to miss these three more than anyone, except perhaps Stephanie. Jennifer and I agreed we’d get together on Sunday.
On Saturday, I just hung around the house until Janet picked me up. We drove to Springdale and ate at TGI Friday’s, which was fast becoming one of my favorites. The conversation was light, mostly about what I hoped to do during my year away, her plans for college and what she was going to do the rest of the Summer.
We went to the Springdale 7 theater and saw The China Syndrome, which I thought was OK. After the movie, we went to Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlor and had dessert. We finished, and we headed back towards Milford.
“I want to thank you for your help this year,” Janet said. “School was a lot more fun and I like the group much better than the idiot jocks and cheerleaders I was hanging out with before!”
“You’re welcome. Hopefully, the reputation will fade further.”
“I hope so. Right now, nobody is asking me out.”
“Have you talked to Ralph at all?”
“He’s way too into computers and electronics. I mean, they’re cool, but that’s all he does. But, I am trying — I am taking the computer programming class for Summer school.”
I chuckled, “That might work! Just remember, with Ralph, you might need to make the first move, like Beth did with Brent.”
“Maybe in the Fall. I’ll see. You know what’s funny, though?”
“What’s that?”
“I have a reputation as the best lay in the school and I’ve never even had good sex. The first time was painful, and the jock had no idea what he was doing beyond shoving his dick into me. The second time at least didn’t hurt, but it was over in less than a minute.”
I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that, but I decided I’d see what she was looking for. I’d give her an opening and see.
“You’ve just been with the wrong guys,” I said. “The right guy will rock your world. All you have to do is find him and ask.”
“Will you rock my world?” she asked quietly. “Just once before you leave?”
“When you get to Route 50, just past Five Corners, turn onto Robbie Ridge, then on Susan Circle.”
“Why?”
“Just do it, please. You’ll see.”
About ten minutes later, we pulled up, and I directed her to park. We got out of the car and I walked her into the building.
“Where are we going?”
I said nothing and led her up the stairs. I let her into the apartment and shut the door.
“Whoa! You have an apartment?”
“I have the use of it.”
“A bed! My two times were in the back seat of a car.”
I chuckled, “I have a reputation to live up to, Janet! I’ve actually only done it in a car once, and that was a monstrous Plymouth Fury. You could sleep a family of four in the back seat!”
“Cassie Schneider DID get you at the Sadie Hawkins dance!” she giggled.
“Forget I said anything,” I chuckled. “I usually don’t talk about who I do it with.”
“So I’ve noticed, but the girls all do. Remember, I said I wanted to find out what it was supposed to be like. You come highly recommended.”
I smiled and pulled her to me. I kissed her softly, and she parted her lips. Our tongues touched and swirled around each other. I reached up and removed her ponytail holder, allowing her long blond hair to hang free. I pulled her blouse out of her jeans and ran my hand up her back to her bra, and unclasped it. I slid my hand around to her front, cupped the bottom of her breast, and strummed her nipple with my thumb. I did the same with my other hand as we continued to kiss.
I moved my hands to her back and pushed them down into her jeans and inside her panties, cupping her butt and pulling her tightly against me. Her jeans were loose enough that I could move one hand to her hip, then slide across to twirl my fingers in her thick patch of pubic hair. I slid my hand down to cup her mons and press gently on her labia with my finger.
I broke the kiss and moved my mouth to her neck, planting gentle kisses up and down the left side. I gently pressed my middle finger between her labia and into her pussy. I gently twirled my finger while applying pressure with the heel of my hand. Janet moaned softly, and I probed deeper. I took my other hand from her butt and began unbuttoning her blouse.
I reached the last button, undid it and she shrugged off the blouse. Her white lace bra was hanging loose, so I pushed it up and moved my mouth to her breast, sucked it into my mouth and flicked my tongue across her nipple. A few seconds later she gasped, tensed, and I felt her pussy squeezing my finger.
I released her breast from my mouth and moved both hands to the front of her jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped them and pushed them down so she could step out of them. She removed her bra, and I pulled down her white lace panties, exposing her thick patch of blonde pubic hair. She stood before me naked, showing me a perfect teenage body with firm, round breasts that had light pink areolae and nipples, along with nicely flared hips and long legs.
“Janet, you are smoking hot!”
She giggled, “I want to see you!”
She unbuttoned my shirt and helped me remove it. She removed my belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She pushed them down, together with my underwear, and I stepped out of them.
“Nice and big, Steve,” she said as she grabbed my dick and gently stroked it.
I kissed her, then reached down and grabbed my rubbers from my jeans, then moved to turn down the bed. I beckoned her to me with a crooked finger and a smirk, showing her the rubbers.
“Three? If you’re as good as your reputation, once will do it!”
“Always prepared!”
I hugged her tightly, my dick and her breasts crushed between us. I quickly turned and pushed her onto the bed. She moved to the center, and I got between her legs and licked hard from bottom to top, flicking her clit with my tongue when I got to the top.
“Ungh!”
I pressed my lips onto her pussy and probed her tunnel with my tongue. She moaned as I swirled it around in her pussy. I moved to put my mouth over the top of her labia and sucked hard, lashing her clit with my tongue. She bucked her hips, and I pressed my finger into her pussy, curling it to apply maximum stimulation. A minute later she gasped, bucked her hips hard, arched her back and her pussy clamped hard onto my finger.
When her orgasm finished, I removed my finger, ripped a condom from its package, put it on and got on top of her and pushed my dick into her in one solid stroke.
“Ungh!”
I kissed her hard and put my hands under her butt. I began stroking into her and she humped back. She wrapped her long legs around my butt and we worked up a good rhythm with her, grunting each time I pushed deep into her. I could tell she was getting close to another orgasm and every few strokes, I ground into her.
“Steve, just fuck me hard, now!”
I began pounding into her and she humped back just as hard. Less than a minute later, she groaned very loudly, arched her back, slammed her hips hard into me, and her pussy clamped hard on my dick. I slowed my pace to prolong her orgasm.
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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...
June 1982, Milford, Ohio On Wednesday morning, I once again made breakfast for everyone. Joyce did the dishes after breakfast, and then we all sat in the living room with cups of coffee. The ladies from the church would bring lunch, and around 3:30pm we’d head to the Noakes Funeral Home for the visitation. I dreaded that, because I wasn’t a big fan of being in the same room as a dead body on display. There was just something that creeped me out about the whole idea. But I would be there 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,...
July 3, 1996, Chicago, Illinois I blinked several times and took a breath before responding. It didn’t help. The best I could do was contain my visceral reaction at her completely out-of-line request and her wrong-headed assumptions when she had NO idea what had happened in my life the previous eight months. “What makes you think you can make that request after refusing to talk to me for nearly eight months? And equally importantly, without explaining Alexi? And without giving me the first...
August 12, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Fuck ‘em all,” I sighed. “Especially Donald Fehr. Running to Federal Court, the NLRB, and Congress? I’m really tired of the government putting its thumb so heavily on the scale.” “Well, we’re not going to resolve that problem today,” Elyse said. “Jackie and Jeremiah want to come over.” I chuckled, “Why am I not surprised? I bet you anything he had a rough sketch done ten minutes after they hung up the phone.” “They want to discuss options. Kimmy felt...