11th Grade Chris the Player
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The next morning, Mama awoke, feeling better, but still weak. She stayed in bed, but received visitors all day. Gerta was usually hovering nearby, always with some small treat in her hand, either a liquid, or something more substantial, trying to get Mama to replace the weight she had lost from her latest bout with depression.
When I was in with Mama, I could see that something was troubling her. It had to be something concerning me, because of the way she'd stare at me. She looked like she wanted to tell me something. Whatever it was, she was having difficulty bringing it up.
"Is something wrong, Mama?" I saw her face flush. "Is it something I did wrong?"
"Last night, I woke up, and saw you looking at me, Kenny. I wasn't awake long, but later, I felt you touching me inappropriately. I hope this isn't your regular practice when I'm indisposed with my melancholia?"
"I didn't touch you last night. Not after you were sleeping. I've never done that, and I never would, Mama. Why did you think it was me?"
"I saw you, Kenny. You were standing right where you are now. I was only awake for a few seconds, but I opened my eyes and I saw you. A short while later, I felt your hand under my nightie. I rolled over, but you persisted, until I spoke up, telling you to stop."
"That wasn't me, Mama. I wouldn't do anything like that. Did you ask Dad if he did that? He was sleeping right next to you when I looked in on you last night." Mama looked surprised.
"Your father was in here last night? Sleeping?"
"He was when I saw him. After he made you a drink and brought it up here to you. Gerta was in here getting you to drink the first one, and then Dad came up with another, after Gerta told me to have Hans make it for you."
"He made a drink and brought it up to me?"
"Yes, I asked him to make it, because I didn't want to bother Hans, with his bad back. I asked Dad to make it, and when I told him I'd bring it up here, he told me he would take it to you. When I came in at around eleven, there were three empty highball glasses, and you and Dad were sleeping on your bed."
"Your father was in here, with me? You're sure of this?"
"He's been in here with you a lot this time Mama, you can ask Gerta. It must have been him doing that touching. I know it wasn't me. Maybe he was asleep too? Don't people do that sometimes, in their sleep?"
"Excuse me, Kenny. I'm still a little confused. I remember seeing you last night, but I don't remember seeing your father. I do remember hearing your voice and Gerta's too, but never his. I find it unnerving that your father was so close, and I was completely unaware of his presence."
"Are you going to be okay now?"
"I'll be fine by tomorrow. I don't feel up to dressing for dinner or anything, but I'm fine. Did Bunny mention how the meeting with Franto Construction went?"
"I haven't seen him since before you got ill. I know he got the notes you made, because Hans said he drove them over to him. Dad must know. I know he spoke to Uncle Bunny on the phone, about the marijuana."
"Excuse me, did you say marijuana?"
"It was this idea I got from Elizabeth."
"Oh no, Kenny, she didn't try to get you to smoke that with her, did she?"
"No, and I wouldn't anyway. We were talking about her depression, and she said she preferred to treat it without the mood elevators her doctors prescribed. She said she smokes marijuana, because it's natural, and it keeps her from crying."
"I'll have a word with Gerta. Elizabeth will have to leave our employ. I won't tolerate drug use in my home, or having people who use drugs, working for me."
"She says there's something in it that relaxes people, so they can sleep. She says being relaxed helps depression. She said she can cook with it, so you wouldn't have to smoke any to get the benefits. Uncle Bunny said it probably wouldn't hurt to try it. Gerta said Uncle Bunny tried it, lots of times, when he was younger, and he doesn't get depressions." Mama laughed, weakly.
"Yes, I remember he did that. He didn't have depression before he smoked it either."
"I though it might help, and nobody is even trying anything else to help stop the depressions."
"You're sweet to think of me, but, I don't plan to poison my own body with smoking or eating Marijuana. It might be more dangerous than my present condition. Suppose I got addicted to it? Drug addiction is insidious, Kenny."
"It doesn't matter then. Dad said we couldn't try it, not without you agreeing to do it."
"Did Elizabeth present any medical support for her opinions?"
"She didn't ask me if she could do it, it was my idea. I asked her, because I saw she was laughing and feeling better. It was later that she told me she was thinking about her dead husband, and was depressed because she's afraid she's forgetting him. She said the marijuana helps her not to be so sad, and keeps her from having permanent crying jags. It isn't her fault that I was thinking about how it might help you, and I hope you don't get Gerta to fire her."
"Marijuana is illegal, Kenny. I would be irresponsible if I allowed drugs being on my property. If they found out I did it knowingly, I'd be an accessory."
"Maybe it wasn't a good idea, but it was my fault, not Elizabeth's. She doesn't deserve to be fired."
"I'll have Gerta speak with her, tell her we won't tolerate drug use on my property."
We left it at that. It was Saturday, and Jane, Grace, and I were playing golf at eleven. When I went downstairs, Dad was in his study again, working on something or other. I was disappointed that he'd gotten out of Mama's bed without her knowing he'd stayed there with her. I knocked on his door.
"I just visited with Mama. She says she's feeling okay, just a little bit weak. She isn't depressed now."
"Excellent. Gerta assured me that her weakness will disappear with the intake of food and liquids. I'm happy that she's over the worst of it."
"She didn't know you slept with her last night. In fact, she accused me of touching her when she was asleep, so I told her you were sleeping on her bed when I looked in on her last night." Dad's face got red, and he started to say something several times, but couldn't find the words he wanted.
"I'll speak with your mother, and clear up this misunderstanding with her."
"Jane and Grace are in with her now, so you might want to wait before you do that. Are you planning on reading business things in here all day?"
"There is a lot of information to sort through. I postponed my trip to Omaha, because I wanted to be here for your mother, but I need to get prepared for Monday's trip."
"Can't you take it up to her room and read it there? The girls and I are going to play golf, and I'm sure Mama would appreciate the company. Maybe you can read some of it out loud to her, and see if she thinks the same way you do. You know how much she likes it when you talk about doing something that makes her money."
"I don't want to tire her out, and sometimes, these reports and statements can be pretty dry and dull reading."
"You know Dad, Mama doesn't think this stuff is dull. I think it excites her when you talk about that stuff. As long as you remember to keep putting in the parts where she's going to make lots of new money. You would think, or, at least, I would, that with all the money she has, a few more million wouldn't mean that much to her." Dad laughed, and this time, it sounded like he really meant it.
"Kenny, you have so much to learn about money. From our conversations, and the other reports I've been receiving, there isn't anything I can teach you about social skills. I do know about money though, and about the power it has over people. I include myself in this as well. With rich people, acquiring money is a sport, as well as a passion. It doesn't matter how much you might have, there is always excitement at the prospect of getting more.
"Your mother understands yields, returns, interest, and investment appreciation. She understands, and enjoys seeing her money grow. What she doesn't understand, is how to take nothing, or a group of things holding very little value, and transform it into something, something holding greatly enhanced value. To her, it's like magic. Take this Lucas Company we've acquired. Two months ago, they went out and ordered, prepaid, forty eight new delivery trucks, costing a total of nine hundred thousand dollars. The trucks have yet to be delivered. Because of redundant delivery routes, we're in a position to combine and streamline our deliveries, making these trucks no longer necessary. Yesterday, I arranged with the fleet sales department, for a cancellation of that order and a full refund of the payment. The nine hundred thousand is sitting in our operating account, making it less likely that Bunny or your mother will need to increase their exposure by having to provide operating capital for the new business. Even though it was only a fortuitous circumstance, presenting us with an opportunity to convert one asset into another, to your mother, it will seem like magic. It changed our new company's net worth not at all, and yet, by freeing up that money, it enhanced the purchase, bringing it closer to her ideal investment."
"What's her ideal investment?"
"Right now, it's to acquire seventy million dollars worth of assets for forty million dollars, without touching one penny of her own personal capital. If I can find another four million dollars of non-producing assets to convert into operating cash, her ideal will have been achieved."
"How likely is it that you can?" Dad looked at me, a smug smile on his face.
"There's a warehouse in Lincoln, with 20,000 square feet of storage capability. We have two other distribution centers in Lincoln. Together, these two have more than enough spare capacity to free up the Lucas warehouse. I put it on the market this morning, for five point two million. Our real estate people tell me we can expect several quick offers at asking price, or quite near it. This asset was purchased three years ago, for six million dollars by Ron Lucas. In addition to the cash freed up, we'll be able to take a write off on our eight hundred thousand dollar loss with the sale. After making a ballpark appraisal of all of the remaining assets, I still believe the company will be worth seventy million, without the trucks, and minus that warehouse."
"So, you get the company without spending any of your own money?"
"So it would appear. There is still the personal liability for the forty million, but I plan on converting all corporate debt from the four companies into a single revolving credit line. One which won't require any personal guarantees from any of us. In six months, your mother and Bunny will each have their forty six million back, and own thirty per cent of a company worth a net one hundred eighty million. The company will be worth three hundred million, with one hundred twenty million dollars of exposure on a one hundred fifty million dollar revolving credit line."
"You better make sure Mama's bedroom door is locked when you explain to her how you're going to do this. Especially that part about her getting her forty six million back in six months." I was half kidding, but Dad looked at me and nodded his agreement. In a minute, he was gathering up a bunch of the papers spread out on his desk. Soon, I could see he was ready for me to leave. When I went out of his study, he came out too, with a big stack of papers. I watched as he walked up the stairs, towards their bedroom.
Grace, Jane, and I played golf. We went up to the practice range first, warming ourselves up with a regular bucket of practice balls, equally divided among the three of us. The only excitement during the round was when Grace just missed a seven foot eagle putt on the front. Jane won, with a seventy, followed by Grace, with a seventy four, and me, with an eighty two. At the turn, we had stopped in at the snack bar, buying hotdogs and drinks, so, after we finished our round, we decided to skip having lunch at the restaurant. Instead, we changed into our swim suits and headed over to the pool for a swim.
Carol was home from college, and I introduced her to Jane and Grace. This time, it was Carol and Grace making eyes at each other, and Jane's turn to make catty and sarcastic comments. I flirted with Carol, giving her a massage, while rubbing in her tanning lotion. I made up several stories about Bea, trying to prevent Carol from causing any real problems with the girls. In one of these stories, I told Carol that Bea had told me to keep an eye out for her, since she was planning on making a visit, sometime in the summer. While I was busy neutralizing Carol, Grace and Jane were having a spirited discussion of their own. I was afraid they might get too loud in the pool area, so I told them we needed to leave. The walk over to Jane's car by the three of us was punctuated by heated accusations, and angry counter charges. That night, Grace came downstairs to sleep in Bea's old room, and, on Sunday, Jane moved back home to her father's trailer in Bolling, claiming she needed some time alone, to think.
Mama was very upset, with me. Somehow, she blamed me for introducing Carol to Grace in the first place. As for Grace, she wasn't adverse at all to receiving Mama's sympathy. Mama remembered Jane's earlier display, back when she had first met Brenda. Mama insisted that Grace move back into my old room, telling her that Bea's room wasn't good enough.
On Monday, Jane called me from the job site, using the phone in the contractor's trailer. She spent ten minutes asking me questions about how Grace was doing, alternating between accusations and fear and remorse, for the things she had said to Grace. When I told her that Grace had gone to work normally with my father, Jane practically accused my dad and me of having affairs with Grace. I told her we weren't, and that she was being silly to even think that. She ended up giving me a message for Grace: apologize for what she had said, or forget about her, forever. I was glad I wasn't caught up in any of it.
That night, after dinner, I was up in my room, trying to decide if I wanted to return Brenda's earlier call or not. We had talked for half an hour before dinner, but all Brenda was talking about was how unfair it was that her parents weren't taking her out shopping for some new summer clothes. It almost sounded to me like she was hoping that I'd suggest taking her myself, or else I'd ask my mother to take her shopping again. I finally decided to call her back, hoping she was done with hinting around about needing new summer clothes.
It turned out that she was done. She had somehow talked Emily into taking her shopping over in Bolling the next day. She spent a few minutes telling me that at least one of her friends cared about how she looked. She asked me if I wanted to help her pay for a new bathing suit, telling me that she wanted to get something real nice, just for me, but wouldn't feel right asking Emily or her mother to pay for it. I told her I'd give her forty dollars, which was most of the spare cash I had now. I hadn't made any money playing golf with my parents or Uncle Bunny since Grace and Jane came to stay with us, and I hadn't had a chance to talk to Uncle Bunny about the trust account he'd set up for me, from the money my parents had given me. Brenda said she'd come by in the morning to pick up the forty dollars. She said it to me in a way that made me think she had been hoping for a lot more money from me. After we got off the phone, I found myself a little angry with her.
It was around ten o'clock when Grace knocked on my door. I yelled for whoever it was to come in, and was surprised to see it was her. I'd already told her about Jane's call, and the message she'd given me for her. When I told Grace what Jane's message was, she just looked at me, then yelled, "Fuck!", before turning away, and going up to her room. She hadn't come down for dinner, and when Mama sent me up to knock on her door, to tell her it was dinner time, she'd just yelled at me to go away.
"Kenny, can I talk to you?"
"Sure. Come in, sit down." I patted my mattress, indicating for her to sit on the bed too. She came over and sat on the bottom edge of my bed, about three feet from me.
"What am I going to do now?" She looked like she had been crying. From the tone of her question, I didn't think she really expected me to tell her. It didn't really sound like she was looking for my advice.
"Did you call her?"
"I can't. There's no way I'm apologizing to her, not when she's being such a little bitch." She sounded convincingly angry. If she called Jane, starting out with that tone, nothing good would come of their conversation.
"What did you say to her that she wants you to apologize for?"
When the Christmas break came around, I was fortunate to get some extra time off work so I could go home for the duration. I waited till the next morning to take the train home and Emma was there to pick me up at the station. She wanted to drive me to her house for a while, but I insisted we go straight home as Mother would be expecting me for lunch. I did promise her I would see her the next afternoon, at least for a couple of hours as I still had some Christmas to do. The table was set for...
LesbianWhen we got back home, I phoned Uncle Bunny at his office number. I told him about Jane and Grace, making it a special point to tell him how much Grace's personality reminded me of Bea's. I told him that the girls both needed summer jobs, and that I had told them about us needing drivers for the construction site. "Kenny, I can't just hire people without knowing anything about them, or their qualifications. These are responsible positions, we'll need responsible people to fill them....
"What do you think of us now? Do you still want to be our friend?" All I could do was nod my head up and down, letting her know that I still did. Grace looked down at Jane's head and began caressing it, lovingly, satisfied, for the moment at least, and giving herself over to the pleasure of their shared intimacy. I waited a few moments, watching the two of them together, before getting up and taking off for the bedroom. I called Gerta, asking her if it would be too much trouble for her if...
The next ten days passed quickly. Mama and I played golf on the next Saturday, and I played with both of my parents, and Uncle Bunny, on Sunday. I didn't talk to anyone about my dream, but it was troubling me a little. I kept thinking about how near I'd come to actually seeing my mother's face. It didn't occur to me that it was simply a dream, unconnected with any reality. I started thinking more and more about the woman who was my birth mother. I'd never admitted it before, but I had...
What Dad had said to me was pretty surprising, but it didn't change anything, not as far as my thinking went. I recognized the strong feelings I had for Brenda, but it wasn't enough. I understood Uncle Bunny's attraction to Mrs. Connor, and I believed what Dad had said about Mama wanting Brenda as part of Uncle Bunny's family. I knew it wouldn't work, Brenda and me, the same way that Uncle Bunny knew it wouldn't work with Mrs. Connor. Mother and daughter both had the same problem. What...
I was sitting on my bed, trying to decide if I should make the call to Brenda or not. It was almost certainly going to be the kind of call where we would end up fighting. I didn't want to fight with her. If she told me she hadn't had sex with Darryl, I was going to get mad. If she told me she had, I was going to get mad. Whenever I ended up getting mad, Brenda got mad too. I decided to hold off on calling her until I had time to figure out a way to talk to her about the Darryl situation,...
Saturday morning we all played golf, splitting up first into two threesomes. I played with both my parents, while Uncle Bunny played with Grace and Jane. We went first, and were working on our second round of drinks in the restaurant, before they finally finished up and joined us. Uncle Bunny had made a thirty foot putt on the eighteenth green, to break ninety for the first time in his life. He was still hitting his driver very well. We all had a nice lunch, with everyone seeming in good...
"I don't think I'll even need to convince her. After she finds out that we did it, she's going to want me to tell her all about it. When I tell her I did it with you, she'll want to do it with you too. That's what happened with Darryl." I listened as my mind played back to me everything Brenda had just said. Was Brenda saying that Emily had screwed Darryl too? I tried not to let my surprise show on my face. I was also trying to come up with some response that would keep her talking,...
When Hans pulled the limo up in front of the circular driveway, Emily and Brenda stepped out of the back of it, wearing identical skirts and blouses. Even their shoes were matched. It was only ten minutes before dinner time when they finally arrived at my house. It has always been hard for me to explain the sense of awe that would strike me each time I saw Brenda again. Her looks were absolutely stunning, but for me it was a quality she had that was more than looks. I've only seen the same...
The next morning, Mama did get up, and went with Hans, traveling to the bank in Bolling, to sign the papers guaranteeing the forty million dollar operating line for the new acquisition. She looked tired, and very fragile, but she went to do what needed doing. Uncle Bunny had already been asked to fill in for her at the meeting with the construction company people. These were the people hired to build the lodge needed to house all the golf camp students. Mama had made complete notes about...
This whole mess with Grace and Jane was fast becoming a problem for me. Dad was right. We already had enough to worry about without getting involved in their mess. I regretted telling Mama that I'd talk to Jane about Elizabeth taking Bea's room. I was now caught in the middle of their disagreement. I went upstairs and dialed Jane's number. "Jane, it's Kenny. Mama told me you were planning to stay in Bea's old room for awhile. You can't." "Your mom already said I could. All my stuff...
"No, Georgia is my half sister, mine and Bunny's. My father made Georgia's mother pregnant. It was after my mother learned of this that she drowned herself." When Mama told me this, I couldn't have been more shocked. I had a lot of questions, but I didn't really know how to ask any of them. Mama had told me she was fourteen years old when her mother died. Mrs. Connor was only a year or two younger than Mama and Uncle Bunny. Mama said she felt guilty about her mother's death, and Uncle...
We flew up to Omaha early the next morning. Mama had gotten up early too, to see us off, and she made it a point to tell me that she was having Brenda and Mrs. Connor come over for lunch later that day. I guess she wanted me to know that she was already working on taking care of what I had asked her to do, as far as changing Brenda's behavior. We got into the office up in Omaha right before nine o'clock. Dad told me that he had a full morning of meetings with production people, and he told...
Surprisingly, once I stopped fretting over my relationship with Brenda, I was able to feel relaxed around her again. After dinner we all sat in the library, talking about money. I excused myself long enough to go in the kitchen and visit with Gerta and Hans. Gerta told me that Grace and Jane had driven to Bolling for the weekend, and that Mama had given them the keys to the apartment my parents kept there. For some reason, this seemed to upset both Gerta and Hans, and I didn't know why....
"I'd rather go back to the orphanage to live, than spend another five minutes here, discussing Brenda. Maybe that's what you need to do, Mama, send me back, and go find another boy, one who would be happy to start all over again with Brenda." I stood up from the table then, asking to be excused, and half ran, half walked, to the front door. I heard Dad calling after me, and I heard my mother, angrily yelling at me, demanding that I come back, so she could finish discussing this with me....
Sister Clara would have to talk to me. When I opened the front door to go inside, the entrance way was empty. I remembered then it was Thursday, and all the boys old enough were at the school, and the younger ones were in the nursery. I didn't want to try Mother Superior's office, so I went over to the kitchen to say hello to Marie. I found her there, trying to clean up the mess left over from that morning's breakfast. She was happy to see me, and gave me a hug. When I started working in...
On the drive back to the house, my head was awash with thoughts and worries. I also felt a deep anger, one that was somewhat irrational, because my mother really hadn't known that I would pick that particular day to step back into her life. What wasn't irrational, was the anger I felt from knowing that both she and my grandmother had purposely abandoned me in a greedy bid for some undeserved insurance money. They had scammed an insurance carrier by purposely switching my identity with that...
We drove home again in silence. I was upset with myself for fleeing the Coulter house, but, at the same time, vastly relieved not to still be there. It was obvious to me that Anne Coulter had serious problems. It seemed obvious also, that the drinking was more a symptom of her problems, rather than the actual problem. She was still a relatively young woman. "Dad, can we drive over to Uncle Bunny's office? I need to see him about the Coulter's." "Maybe you should take a few days to...
The next day, Mama, Uncle Bunny, Dad, and I teed off at ten thirty. Jane and Grace had joined another twosome right behind us. The twosome was made up of two younger girls. I had seen one of them at the pool before, a brunette about my age, who was about average height, with small breasts, and hips just a little wider than normal. She had worn a bikini at the pool, and she looked a little bit pear shaped in it. I'd never seen the other girl though. She too was a brunette, with hair on the...
On Tuesday, we flew up to Omaha for a meeting with the company that was making our vending machines. It was the owner, his son, Dad and me, and Virginia and her dad. I was the youngest one there. Mr. Lucas was good friends with Mr. Tanner, the owner of the vending machine company. They went back a long ways together. We were having lunch, and Dad was letting Mr. Lucas represent the company as far as negotiating for new machines. We were hoping to order six thousand new machines. The last ones...
I was excited about the Chicago trip. I hadn't gotten out to do that many things, living at the orphanage, so I was really looking forward to all the things Mama and Dad were talking about. I can't say I was a big baseball fan, but the thought of actually seeing big league ball players playing, that was a thrill for me. I waited until five o'clock before phoning Shirley. I was a little nervous, even though she had invited me to call her. The phone only rang once before she picked it up...
We went to see the Cubs beat the Mets Friday afternoon. Dennis Eckersley was the starting and winning pitcher for the Cubs. It was their third win in a row, but they were still seven and a half games out of first place in their division. The game ended 2-1, and it wasn't as exciting as some other ones I'd seen on television, except that I was there in Wrigley Field watching this one. We had gotten over to the Tanner plant before eight o'clock. It was a lot smaller than I had thought it...
That night at dinner, all I paid attention to was Uncle Bunny. A few times, people said something to me, but I was too busy trying to see what Uncle Bunny had meant, to be able to respond well to their questions. I was afraid they'd think I was retarded or something. We were all together from seven o'clock until almost ten thirty. Mama let Dad present the full terms of their offer to David and Craig. Uncle Bunny was to be the liaison man with them, and the one who handled the funding for...
As I had expected, I had difficulty going to sleep Monday night. At one in the morning, I heard Grace and Jane coming up the stairs. They certainly weren't taking any pains to be quiet. The two of them came right into my room, without even knocking. I closed my eyes and pretended to be sleeping. "Kenny! Wake up!" This was Grace screaming out her drunken whisper. "I already am awake. Why are you two coming into my room like this?" "We needed to ask you something." This was from Jane....
I was in my room at five thirty, getting myself ready to speak with Shirley. I was mentally rehearsing what I was going to say to her. I was undecided between the direct confession route, or the hypothetical question gambit. Both had merit, but either might accomplish what I most feared. I was afraid that Shirley was going to listen to what happened, then decide that I wasn't someone she wanted to be friends with. Just thinking about that happening had me sick with worry, and too paralyzed...
It was three o'clock in the afternoon on Friday when one of the John's from maintenance called upstairs to my father's secretary, looking for me. I was down on the loading docks, observing all the changes in the three o'clock route driver scramble. Now, each driver pulled into the yard and parked, handing his keys in to one of the warehousemen standing by. If there were product returns, a list of them was also given to the man taking the truck keys. It was slow at first, and very orderly,...
I replaced the vent cover, right after Uncle Bunny left. I looked at my alarm clock and it was five after seven. I didn't usually get up so early on a Saturday morning, but, with what had just happened, there was absolutely no hope that I'd ever be able to get back to sleep. Nothing in Uncle Bunny's demeanor had indicated any great worry, but the very fact that he felt he might need his pistol was of great concern to me. I got dressed and went downstairs. Hans and Gerta were in the...
Somehow, Mama got the idea I was working too hard, and that I hadn't been able to enjoy my vacation from school. Each time she brought it up, I'd tell her I was having a good time, and that I was learning a lot from going to work with Dad. I was busy though. Uncle Bunny took me to Bolling to get my permit to begin learning to drive. The written test was easy, even though I'd only been able to look it over for about two hours before I took the test. Uncle Bunny took me to a farm road, and...
The closer it came to me going away to school again, the less I wanted to do it. I knew the academic program was better at CA, than anything I'd receive in the public school system, a lot more challenging, but I really didn't want to leave home again. There was also the extra month of summer vacation I'd be missing out on by returning to Clement Academy. I balanced all of my reasons for not wanting to go, against one simple fact, that I'd already told my parents that I wanted to remain at...
I had a great weekend. Saturday was simply the most wonderful day I'd ever had. At the dance Saturday night, several people commented about how good a couple Shirley and I made, and about how happy I looked. Shirley, they said, was beautiful and radiant. There was a moment, during the early part of the dance, when I thought I was in big trouble. Mrs. Jones came over to our table and asked me to dance with her, As soon as we were out on the dance floor, she shocked me with something she...
Life for me was really going well. I was really enjoying all my class work at the school. Shirley and I were getting along so well it was positively frightening. Anne Coulter was progressing very nicely in her treatment for alcoholism, and, for once, Mama and Dad seemed to be getting along really well. Mama was in one of her periodic long respites from her depression. Uncle Bunny, as usual, added to my sense of well being, sending me frequent humorous accounts and observations of my parents...
It wasn't late yet, but Uncle Bunny, Elizabeth, and Aunt Clara had already left. We hadn't lingered around the dining room for much longer, not after our dinner conversation had gotten more than a little bit out of hand. Shirley had gotten in her retaliatory strike at me, but it hadn't been a clear knock out. She had struck, I had countered, and then, anyone who cared to, had jumped into the fray. I think all of us had enjoyed parts of it, but some had enjoyed it more than others. Mama,...
Mama had another one of her depressions right after I left to go back to school. It was immediately after my one week school break for Thanksgiving. When I got home that Friday evening, after having signed myself out, and driving home alone, Gerta told me it looked like this was going to be one of the really bad ones for Mama. My dad had been staying up in Bolling, at our apartment there, supposedly because there was so much happening with the business, that he needed to save the one hour...
We didn't play any golf on Sunday. Mama was up and eating by the time Dad and I came home on Saturday. I quickly made myself scarce, making sure they had some privacy, so they could repair the latest tear in the fabric of their relationship. I went into town, driving around, looking for something to do to kill a part of a chilly afternoon. I wound up over at the high school, watching a bunch of boys my own age playing basketball on the court set up outside. I'd never played any basketball,...
I went back to school on Thursday, the second of January. Shirley and I had talked a lot in the few days remaining of my break from school. We had both expressed a desire for us to remain together as a couple. We had exchanged many loving thoughts, and had each reaffirmed that our deep caring for the other was intact. We had held each other a lot, and had even kissed quite a bit, but none of this was done with any real, honest, passion. There was too much that was still unresolved between us....
By the time we finally arrived at the hospital in Springfield, it was after nine o'clock. Elizabeth was already in the hospital room, visiting with Uncle Bunny, and he was being allowed only one visitor in his room at a time. The nurse had gone in to tell Uncle Bunny and Elizabeth that we had arrived. It was only a few minutes wait, but Mama was being impatient, loudly impatient too. Dad tried to get her to sit and wait, telling her it wouldn't be long before she could go in. He was telling...
As soon as Elizabeth called our house, to let Gerta know the terribly sad news about Uncle Bunny, Gerta and Hans stepped in and immediately knew they needed to take over. It was as though they had been on some kind of standby alert, just waiting for an emergency situation such as the one they now faced. Hans placed a phone call to Dad's office, and told him the grim news. Gerta climbed the stairs and went through to Mama's closed bedroom door. She paused for a brief period outside, knowing...
Hi guys..! After few feedback from ISS reader I encourage to share one more experience happened with my friend Kevin. I am sharing his experience on his behalf. I am Kevin 28 years, well built, tall and handsome, works in IT Company. I would like to share one of my experiences which happened to be exactly one year back. I am living in Mumbai with my family. One couple just came to live in our above flat on rent named Vivek and Vandana. Both were software engineer and I guess recently...
Lauren buried her head between my legs as she deep throated my dick. I grunted and pushed my hips up as I came in her mouth. Slowly she lifted her head up as she let my limp cock out of her mouth."Mmm," Lauren said as she laid on her stomach between my legs, her head level with my dick. She looked up at me. "That was a good breakfast," she smiled."You never cease to amaze me," I smiled as I laid one arm behind my head.Lauren and I had fucked like rabbits, then laid together for the night....
Oral SexI looked around nervously, I wasn’t sure if he had seen me staring of not. I giggled slightly, yes. I was a loner and yes I liked the cute guy in school, well I thought he was cute. Although when I really thought about it, he was kind of a Nerdy loner like me. It didn’t matter anyways I liked him and I stared all the time. One day when I was feeling rather brave I walked straight over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. Just as I had thought, he ran, faster than anyone thought he could....
When Seth Gamble’s girlfriend, Kenzie Taylor, takes a job as a dominatrix, their relationship suffers from her working long hours with clients. Things reach a boiling point when Kenzie brushes off Seth’s sexual advances to go meet a client, and Seth goes to extreme measures to get his girlfriend back. Super hot, big tit blonde Kenzie Taylor is smoking hot as the dominatrix that gets skillfully dominated and fucked by Seth Gamble. Kenzie is glamorous and beautiful in corset and...
xmoviesforyouMy father had promised me a trip when I finished college. He said it was a good idea to get away from it all to give yourself a chance to reset your mind. I knew my father had traveled in his youth, so I was pretty geared up for where he was going to send me, at his expense. I had visions of hitting all the sunspots, VISA and booze in hand, and girls waiting to take their place. Ahhh, but not so fast, Roger. The Promised Land doesn't always meet your expectations. As it turns out, my...
That night, Christine lay in bed struggling to get to sleep. She couldn't get Alan out of her mind. She kept tossing and turning, ruminating. Mostly, she was thinking about what she'd learned from Donna's phone call earlier in the day. Damn that Alan and his irresistible ways! It's true that he hasn't "rocked my world," but I got a taste when we kissed Thursday night. It felt so good and so right, I could have done that for hours! But no! I'm in control of my body, and I say: NO!...
HollywoodGold: I don’t know why Connie Carlyle isn’t up for every MILF role in Hollywood. She would have made an awesome Schiffler’s Mom. The roof of the building at 341 Lafayette Street had been stripped of any features Connie would have recognized from the last time she was here. Only a small bit of slate flooring remained where the bar had once stood. In place of the dance floor, blue waterproof tarps covered the blocky shapes of construction materials. Most significantly, the space where...
Raju jama padhunathila. Sabu bele sex bahi aau photo dekhiki muthi maruthila. Board parikhya deba. Sabu bele taa katha bhabuthili. Swami agaru marijaithile. Nijaku bahut kastare sambaluthili. Bhabili pilankara sex katha bhabiba common. Jadi sex kari kari mana santi huanta bhala padhante. Dine ratire mu jani jani bhitare kichi napindhi khali sadhiku gudei soithili. Niswasre mo doodha dita uthuthila aau paduthila. Raju kadei kadei mote dekhuthila. Praya adha ghanta baad raju uthiki basila aau mo...
At the end of the following week, we had put together a proposal to present to Richard Butler, Carlos Reyes and Jeremy Land. During that entire week, there was absolutely no way you could tell Belinda and I had slept together. She did give me the occasional wink when we were alone, but nothing was said for the first week at all. I met with the three partners that Friday afternoon and presented my findings. After going back for five years and doing research on corporations this size several...
Ek baar mene ek najara dekha ek marwadi bhabi apne ghar me pocha lga rahi thi wo 32 26 34 ki size ki he or lambe baal gori gori k koi b use dekhate he man he man me chod de uska blous pura niche aa gaya tha or saree ghutno se bohot uper thi wo apne kaam me busy thi to uska dhyan nai tha mere pass use us pos me dekhate he mera lund khada ho gaya or wo chali gi waha se turan bhag k aya or apne bathroom me ja k muth marke apne aap ko halka kar diya us din k baad to me unka diwana ho gaya jab wo...
By the by this is not a fantasy. I'm the luckiest bastard ever cuz this happened.A little about me. I'm bi & love sucking cock. I've had plenty & have become quite the cocksucker. Put it this way... I've never met a cock I couldn't take balls deep! I'm quite the deep throat expert & I love it. I rarely get anal because I'm a “size queen” when it comes down to that. But not for oral sex. Just be d&d free & hard! I get off just fine giving a long, deep, wet BJ. I was perusing...
As my son and I stepped into the old warehouse I almost tripped over a bright red Ford Mustang and then a shiny, black 1967 Chevy Camero ran over my toes. It careened crazily on two wheels for a ways before crashing. I jumped back, startled as a green and white 1954 Ford Fairlane came right at me and then t the last minute darted between my legs before racing away. Al the while my son was trying to get my attention by yelling at me and pulling on my shirt sleeve. I ignored him for a minute,...
Hi ladies and girls and guys, I am one of the regular readers of this website. I am Yuvan age 25 working as a computer engineer in Chennai with height 5’11 weight 76 kg and 7 inches thick rod with looks of a smart navy officer(because that was my last job). This is about an encounter between myself and my cousin Nisha who is 20 doing arts in one of the three famous women’s college in Chennai. Let me describe her, Nisha has the cheeks of actress Samantha in vtv movie with a rosy lips that i ate...
Incest(Hi, If you are new to this series please read the intro to Ch 01 so you’ll know what to expect. It isn’t strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won’t make sense if you don’t so I hope you will! This part describes how Jo meets Guy. More romantic than anything else). Joanna’s Tale, 03: The party: Jo and Guy. (No sex) When I woke in the morning the first thing I saw was Mike laying there still asleep. Immediately I thought of what Lena had said about him being...
Here's a new story, my first attempt. Of course, it's inspired by artist Eric Stanton. Mysty Mason Sue Dexter Chapter One When Robert Dexter was quite young old, he was diagnosed at his yearly dental check-up as suffering from an acute attack of a virulent gum and tooth disease, although he, himself, was experiencing no discomfort. The initial diagnosis was performed by Dr. Janet Cutler, and the extractions by an oral surgeon, Dr. Ruth Miller, both recent but...
Meiersdottir slept fitfully but long in her cabin that night. The trip down to the planet, and especially her excursion into the Edenite nest and the effort she'd put into her presentation to Gagugakhing, had tired her severely; at her age the whole thing had been exhausting. Even so she kept waking, brooding, and then dozing back off. As a result it was nearly noon by the ship's clock when she at last bestirred herself from bed. She showered and dressed and wandered down to the ship's...
Tori Cummings has come to visit Mark Zane, who is soon to be her stepson now that she is engaged to his dad. Mark starts out by apologizing to Tori for being such a shit to her. They’re going to be family soon, so he wants to turn over a new leaf. He begins by trying to help Tori unpack. Unzipping her suitcase over her protests, he finds the vibrator that Tori packed. Mark overcomes that awkward moment by offering Tori a foot massage. He gets her high heels off, then begins massaging...
xmoviesforyou“Thank you,” I blushed, running my hands down my sides. “To be honest, when I saw the dress on the bed I had my doubts about whether I’d even be able to get in it, let alone be able to wear it. But, it does make me feel really, really sexy.” “You ARE really, really sexy,” Kathy laughed. “With those legs and that body? You’re definitely one of the sexiest women in town.” She moved closer and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “I love you so much,” she whispered. “It’s so wonderful being...
I think Toby had fun at Busch Gardens. He and Jeffrey went on most of the coasters together, and had a blast, screaming at each other as the rides twisted, corkscrewed, and went upside down. My younger three and I went on them as well, so the soon to be mothers could experience the rides through the eyes of the girls. Then we all got to get soaking wet on the log flumes, including the older crowd. I was sitting next to Marcia on the train ride through Africa when she leaned over to me. “I’m...
Samuel had been following the energy trail for over an hour now. He had already passed through several solar systems getting further and further from earth. Shit he thought, I just hope I can find my way back! Pulling up short he saw that he’d arrived at a huge space like station. It appeared to bear the insignia of the Intergalactic Patrol that he’d seen both of those women wearing. Shaking his head he looked at all the ships that were there. Nodding he saw the one that the two women had...
“Hey bro!” “Hey, Rusty!” “I haven’t seen you in ages, Babe. Nice haircut. When did you start shaving your head.” “A few months ago.” “So, how is life?” “Life’s been better. My company is doing really good.” “I haven’t seen you since the wedding.” “That was a great party!” “So how is life not better. Don’t tell me you and the little lady are at odds.” “Yeah. I think she is sneaking around on me. I’ve been having some funny feelings and things between us have been strained.” “Shit! She...