Gordy and Patrick
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Author's Note: I was asked about a time-line. Well, right now it's April/May 2010. Gordy and Weena were married in 2002. Patrick was born on Easter Sunday 2004. Sarah was born at the end of October 2009 and is now just over six months old.
After dinner, Jacky rang up to confirm that all four of them would be coming for lunch. Then David called to say he'd leave the winery around two. "That means 'before three'," Mum said. "So he'll be here before five." I laughed. David was notable for showing up for lunch at dinnertime.
After the kids were in bed, Weena wanted to talk about Mum's treasures. I tried to put her off, but her "missing" maternal relatives became salient, so I let her go on for a while. But I was uneasy about it all. I knew I was wrong, but it seemed like plundering my parents.
In the morning, Dad and I went outside with Patrick.
"They should get here in about an hour," Dad said.
"Jacky and Alice and their Gordy and Weena?"
"Right, Pat. I've got some business to do with Jacky."
"It's a big present, but I don't understand it."
"That's okay," I said. "There are many things that become clearer as you get older."
"You say that a lot."
"And he's right," Dad threw in.
"Phone, Gordy!" Weena called from the kitchen. She was holding Sarah and my mobile. "Mona."
"Hollister ... that's okay ... yes ... yes ... He knows I'm away? ... Right ... How about Wednesday? ... Okay ... I'll rely on your discretion. Fine ... No, don't worry. Right. Bye."
"Problems?" asked Weena.
"Not really. Just a complication. The Dean wants to see me. Mona says that he wants me to teach. I guess I'm permitted to do that. But we'll see."
"So do you become 'Director-Professor' or 'Professor-Director'?" Dad laughed.
"In German, you'd have to throw in Doctor, too." Patrick looked puzzled.
"How many jobs can you have?"
"As many as you can carry. Many folks do too many. Then they drop things. Like trying to carry too many toys or books at once." He nodded. "Being a director isn't tough; I have a lot of help. Going to SciTech isn't hard, it just takes time. Being on the telly is more difficult, because I have to make what I say right for that audience. And I have to try to not get everyone angry with me. Teaching university students is harder, because they know more. And then there are my big jobs."
"Big jobs?"
"Mum and Dad, you and Sarah, Weena. And all our friends."
"Oh."
"The nungungi has his whole band and relations to other bands."
"Right. Now I see." He went inside and I could hear him going upstairs.
Jacky and his family arrived and everyone exchanged greetings. Patrick took little Gordy, less than two years his junior, upstairs to see the horse. Dad asked Jacky to come and sit at the dining table for a moment and told me to join them. The three ladies and the infants went into the kitchen.
"Jacky," Dad began. "We've known you for over 30 years. But we're getting old. I'm selling everything and we're moving to a retirement flat in Roma." He held up a hand. "Hold on. Let me say my piece. Well, you've been a good friend to Gordy and to us over the years — just look at the way you named your kids! -- so we thought that maybe we could do something for the four of you. I've spoken to David and to Gordy and this is right with them." He drew a breath.
"I've had the land surveyed and cut a 500-acre piece out of the section." Dad pushed a piece of paper across the table. "There's the official survey." He produced another piece of paper. "And here's what's called a conveyance. Complete with a seal. And, finally, here's a title guarantee. Just a minute or two more. Tomorrow I'll have the crew put up a three-wire fence. When that's done, we'll truck the sheep over. You've now got your own station and you'll have stock. And I hope that in 40 years you'll look back and say that Alice helped you as much as Mum's helped me."
Jacky burst into tears.
"Now stop that. Go tell Alice. Don' want her thinking it's bad."
Jacky reached across the table and grabbed Dad's hand. "Thank you. Thank you." He went into the kitchen.
"That was a fine thing, Dad."
"Was it appropriate?" There was a little shriek.
"I think that's the answer."
Patrick and Little Gordy reappeared, carrying a large box. "Dad, what's this?"
"Oh. Oh. Wow. I didn't know that was still here. That's my Hornby OO Royal Scotsman. It's a model train I built when I was 12 or 13." I turned to Dad. "Are the rest here, too?"
"Damned if I know. If Mum saved one, she prob'ly saved all."
"Patrick, it's a part of a complicated toy. When we've time tomorrow we'll look. If there are enough pieces, we'll set them up for you at home."
"A model train?"
"That's right. Put it down over there."
"'Kay. There are a lot of books. Can I give some to Gordy?"
"Of course. But ask Alice if she thinks they're okay when you bring them down here."
"Thanks, Mister Gordy," said Gordy. They ran back upstairs. I heard Alice asking Mum something, but it wasn't intelligible. Dad just smiled at me.
"The ladies are straightening things out." A moment later, Jacky, Alice (carrying Sarah), Mum, and Weena (carrying little Weena) emerged from the kitchen.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Hollister," said Alice. "You have done something wonderful. I'm not certain I can express myself. That's why I'm speaking formally. You're all so good to us."
"You know, Alice," I said, "I've known Jacky nearly all my life. And he knows how I feel. We stole this land from you. Thousands of years before Cook or Tasman, you were here. David doesn't want this place. Nor do I. But you can use it. You can work it. Dad's returning those 500 acres. Did you tell them?" I turned to Dad.
"No."
"Okay. And Dad's giving acreage along the creek to the band. A few hundred acres."
"You're a good friend, Gordy," said Jacky.
"As you've been to me. Mum, when's the tucker going to be ready?"
"Whenever you boys are done blowing smoke."
Weena raised her voice: "Patrick, Gordy! Wash your hands now! Time to eat." She handed Weena to Jacky and Alice handed Sarah to me. The "girls" then set table.
"Jacky," Dad said, "before we settle down. As soon as you can — maybe tomorrow — head into town and register that change of title. They'll hit you for some tax or other, but get the piece of paper."
"Yes, sir. I'll take the cheque book."
We had a good lunch. Sarah got a bit fussy, and that set off baby Weena. Afterwards, Dad asked Jacky whether he'd drive down to the camp with us. We did so. After a bit, Dad handed the paper and the plat to the chief, explaining that it was now the band's land. We shook hands all round and drove back.
"So easy," muttered Jacky.
"Eh?"
"You make it so easy."
Patrick and Gordy had erected a pile of books and one of puzzles and games in Jacky's ute. "Can I give these to Gordy?"
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Well! I had a wonderful night on Friday! I went to Corey's adult video arcade on Telegraph Avenue in Oakland. As usual I wore my baggy sweats and baseball cap pulled low on my face. I always dress this way on my adult arcade excursions because that way I blend in & no one really pays attention to me, plus, the baggy sweats hide the plastic grocery bag that contains my high heels, lipstick, condoms, etc. I went to the window and gave the girl $5.00, just enough to get me into the arcade. The...
Toh guys story 2 saal pehle ki h . tb mai engineering ke 2 nd year me tha and mera school time se ek best friend tha Rahul(fake). Hum donno sab kuch share karte the.. Rahul ki ek saal choti behen thi Jiya (fake).. vo mujhe hamesha se hi bohot hot aur sexy lagti thi.. mai man hi man use chodna chata tha. tumhe kya batau m Jiya ke baare me. vo chubby chubby thi.. uska figure 34-28-36 hoga.. ek dum gori. Height average.. aur uski gaand to yaaro itni mast thi ki kya batau.. mera to uske baare me...
Taken Every WayOnce Michael got between Brandy’s legs and took her virginity, he couldn’t leave her alone, his mind consumed with her hot, teenage body that did anything and everything he asked. It was no longer having to wait until Cindy was in “the mood”, Brandy would come within minutes of Michael calling her, ready and willing to satisfy him no matter what he wanted from her. His appetite became insatiable for her body.Brandy found something that occupied her every thought, Michael and his...
The next morning, you were at school early once more hoping that Mary Black might already have an answer for you but, as she passed you by as you lolled outside the gates, she pointedly ignored you. Briefly, you did consider chastising her for this implied insult but, as you had given her until the evening to pass on her answer to your demand to have sex with you in exchange for the return of some very embarrassing photographs of her that you have in your possession, you decided to let it...
Now that her husband (Matt Luscious) is back from his business trip, Samantha (Samantha Creams) decides to gift him an erotic experience of a lifetime. The kinky couple books another stimulating session with their favorite masterful masseuses (Markus Kage, Rowan Rails); guaranteed to provide this randy foursome with the pinnacle of carnal pleasure. A libidinous Samantha wastes no time and pulls Markus’ cock from his pants. She puts on an arousing oral show for her husband and Rowan as their...
xmoviesforyouNote : This story is completely fictional! 3 months after the initial party that Judith “hosted” for her friends, she and her husband Matt were still very much involved in incest with her sister Ruth, who was also helping Judith satisfy their father. Matt was also regularly fucking Samantha, Mallory, and, of course, his mother-in-law. However, as much as she liked fucking Matt and didn’t want to stop, Ruth missed her ex-husband. She still wanted him back. There HAD to be a way for her to get...
IncestJade brought the Raptor in to land inside the Invictus, while John and Alyssa sat with Rachel. The young woman was still overcome with grief, the traumatic events of her past raked up once again due to their unfortunate recent encounter. I’ve let Calara and Dana know what happened, Alyssa thought to him as she stroked Rachel’s light brown hair comfortingly. John nodded approvingly. We could use their help getting the passengers settled. What’s the situation with the pirates? he asked her...
I entered the smithy and looked around at the interior of the entranceway, trying to appear passive as I looked about the environment I just entered. Since this was a blacksmith shop with no living quarters attached, there was a main entrance where people could place and pick up their orders and the work area itself which was kept separate. There were two young men manning the counter at the far side of the room, which looked no bigger than the waiting room at Ilane’s clinic, as well as one...
His daughter, Shelly’s mom, had made arrangements for her to stay with her ‘Pops’ while she learned the ropes of her new job. Shelly had found a good position with a home and auto insurance company, located less than two miles from Don’s place. The intent was for the girl to also continue her schooling and stay with him until she could accumulate a decent bank account and find her own apartment. The insurance company was footing the bill for her classes, but not lodging. Shelly was Don’s...