My wife is a wonderful woman. She has a Masters Degree in Child Psychology, an excellent job, does volunteer counseling and is flat out gorgeous to boot. If all of that’s not enough, she’s also an excellent mother to our two children. Oh, I’m sure Jane and Bob sometimes thinks she’s a bit strict about certain things. But she really has their best interest in mind.
Take their television viewing, for instance. She doesn’t want them spending too much time in front of tube and she generally monitors what they’re watching. She even had me insert a spy cam in the TV room so that we can make sure the babysitters aren’t just plunking the kids in front of the set when they’re supposed to be doing other things. I’m in charge of checking the disks. My wife doesn’t get along with computers. Usually I check the disk the day after the babysitting session. This last disk, though, sat a bit longer. I was up against a few deadlines and let it slip. Little did I know what I was missing, but I know now.
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It was just supposed to be a short nap. I’d been working day and night to get the sets built for our upcoming production of Romeo and Juliet. We’re a small theatre group and can’t afford a whole lot of help. I’m pretty much the set designer, set builder, electrician, light man and utility infielder for this operation. For all the work, the pay isn’t much, but I love the theatre. Then again, as the other night shows, the side benefits can pretty exciting.
The cast had been going through rehearsals and most of the stuff I had to do involved using my hammer. We didn’t do Shakespeare all that often, preferring more modern stuff but Todd, the director had this weird idea of doing Romeo and Juliet in a beach setting. He said he was aiming for sort of a combo teen beach movie/Shakespeare thing. Weird stuff, if you ask me, but I’m not in charge. I just do the grub work to keep the whole ball of string from unraveling. I could tell before I opened my eyes that rehearsal was over. Figured I’d take a piss, make some coffee and try to get some work done. Then I heard the voices. Without seeing them I could tell it was the leads, Suzie and Ron. I moved behind a piece of scenery and confirmed with my eyes what my ears had heard. My ears hadn’t prepared me for what my eyes actually got to see.
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Things get weird when your best friend moves away. I’d known Richie just about my entire life. We’d done just about everything together and now he was gone. His whole family was gone, even his sexy sister Jeannie. Watching their car pull away had been one of the toughest moments of my life. Now, here it was, a sunny summer day and I had no idea what to do with myself, by myself. I rode my bike for a while, just drifting, then I decided to head to the cave.
Richie and I had spent a lot of time in the cave the previous two summers. We’d found a smaller cave way off the back of the main one. It was our secret place. Most people didn’t even know about the main cave, you had to go through a bunch of bushes just to find it. Finding the small cave was almost like finding a secret in a secret.
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I wasn’t planning to fall asleep in the hayloft. It was just that my older brother Rusty had been pestering me about helping him finish his chores. Shoot, I’d already done all mine. It was too dang hot to be doing what he shoulda already have done himself. He was just about to start whomping on me when the phone started ringing. Rusty ran to answer the thing. I wasn’t to keep my head in the vicinity of his fists. Figured I’d hide up in the loft and hope that the call was gonna cause him to hop in his old truck and get someplace outta my hair. Guess it was the heat or just being tuckered out from my own chores but I must have nodded out up there. When I came to, I was hearing voices down below. One of them was Rusty’s. The other one belonged to a girl. They were whispering.
I stared at the ceiling and did me some listening. The girl was giggling a bit and Rusty was muttering some kind of sweetness at her. When it sounded like they were kissing some, I figured it might be safe to take a quick peek. Sure enough, Rusty was kissing on Mary Lou Sykes, a curly haired brunette from my school. I think every boy in my school had a crush on Mary Lou. She probably had the finest tits in the whole county, sitting there high and proud on her short body. When she wore jeans, her cute butt wiggled just right. Like Rusty, she was just about to graduate. Next year wasn’t gonna be near as fun without watching Mary Lou wiggling down the halls.
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Goes without saying that I ain’t using my man’s real name, trashy ass sportswriters would have themselves too much fun dragging his black ass over the coals for some of what I got to say and he don’t need the humiliation of the rest of what I got to say. I’m just gonna call him Hollis, I always wanted me a man named Hollis. Anyhow, he’s basically a good man. It was just that the season was real tough on him this year, the team not playing up to expectations and all and him fighting all them nagging injuries and taking all that flak. If the fool hadn’t taken it all out on me right before leaving for that East Coast swing none of the following shit would have happened. But, he did and it did and even though I got me some regrets about cheating on the man, I certainly did enjoy myself at the time. Got to admit that, straight up.
We were having some landscaping done on the new place we bought in the hills. It was a hot day. I’d already changed into my cute little pink bikini, planning on swimming after Hollis left. Of course, then we got in the argument. Him in his fine blue suit and me nearly nude just screaming at each other. Thank goodness the man had to leave for the airport, before things really got out of hand. I was still steaming about all the shit Hollis had laid on me when I noticed that the landscaping crew was setting up the rose garden in the wrong damn spot. I called out to some little Mexican fella and told him to tell whatever idiot was in charge that I wanted to see him pronto.
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Tad was on his way up in the corporation; he could feel it. Employee reviews were just around the corner and he finally seemed to be making a good impression on his boss. He knew that competition for a promotion would be fierce, and being good wasn’t going to be enough. Tad knew that he was going to have to look the part as well. As much as he hated clothes shopping, he figured he’d bite the bullet and get a new suit or two and perhaps a matching sport jacket and pants. As usual, he got out of work late and the stores would be closing soon. It was Wednesday, and the men’s department was vacant. He poked through the racks for a few minutes then looked at his watch. If no one comes over here to help me in about the next two minutes, he thought, I’m outta here. He took a cursory look at three more suits, and a suddenly an Asian woman appeared at his side. “May I help you?” She smiled.
Tad gave her the once over twice; her nametag said ‘Jen.’ Oh yeah, he thought, you can help me, but it’s got nothing to do with buying clothes. She could have been in her thirties but possibly younger. Her shoulder-length hair was straight; with the sheen of mink, it rippled like mercury when she moved. Even white teeth contrasted against her red glossy lipstick and her smooth oriental skin. Jen’s eyes sparkled, revealing glimpses of an inner passion; her eyebrows were thick and dark and perfectly shaped. Her body was curvy in all the right places; well feed but not fat, Tad estimated that she was a full C cup.
