In Hindsight

In Hindsight

Author’s Note:

This story is fiction. It contains many sexual references. One should be mature to read this.

Back in the very early eighties or even the late seventies, I began working at a local office machine store in the service department as a technician.

For the most part, the work came easy to me and I learned quickly, doing service calls on my own on various types of office equipment.

One of our accounts was the hospital dictation equipment in medical records. The transcriptionists would retrieve cassette tapes from the Sony RD units, type the dictation, and erase the tapes, after some quality control measures were taken.

The RD units held 24 cassette tapes each, and there were several RD units. The doctors called the machines from anywhere and entered their number, and dictated patient notes. Very handy.

Most of the transcriptionists were nerdy typing geeks…say for one. I had her in a night class at the college. I never forget a pretty face, and she was pretty. Very tall, dirty blonde hair that was very long, and she wore it in various ways; pony tail, pigtails, bun, straight down the back almost to her nice ass. Kathy was her name, and she eventually became the supervisor of the medical records department.

She and I chatted from time to time when she was a typist, as she seemed the only one interested in the equipment, and what was done to it.

She did some casual flirting with me, but I cautiously brushed her aside seeing a picture of Jesus on her desk, told me all I wanted to know about getting involved with her.

One morning in particular, I was called out on a service call to the hospital to repair one of the Rds. I entered medical records, and asked one of the other girls where Kathy was. They pointed to the director’s office, and I went in.

She was sitting at the desk, where she now had a nameplate bearing her name.

I raised my eyebrows and stuck out my hand “congratulations are in order, I see.”

She smiled and took my hand gently, and said “please sit down and close the door”.

She reluctantly let go of my hand “do you find me attractive?”

“Of course” I replied without thought.

“Then why haven’t you furthered your interest in me?”

I looked around the room and saw the pic of Jesus. “Yes I like you. I think you’re smart as hell, good looking and have a nice swing in your backyard.”

She smiled embarrassed.

I began as I saw where this was going “The person you know is not me. I am on my best professional behavior when I am working. I do not hit on my customers. Outside of work I swear frequently, listen to loud rock ‘n roll, smoke pot occasionally, drink lots of beer, ride motorcycles, go dirt biking on Sundays, live like a single guy. I like it…for now. I see you’re a religious person. I have nothing against religion, it just tells me a little about you.”

She turned the pic face down “what if I told you that the person you know is not me either?”

“Then I’d say, let’s give it a shot with the mutual understanding that if it doesn’t work, either of us can pull the plug.”

I stood up as if to leave “now let’s fix your RD.”

She walked around from behind her desk to me and I put my hand under her chin. She closed her eyes and we kissed.

We stopped and she took a step back and smiled “tomorrow they’re putting in a window to I can keep and eye on the girls. We won’t be able to do this any more…not here anyway.”

“Do you like lasagna?” I asked.

“Of course. Now you’ll tell me that you cook too?”

I nodded “I live alone and I can’t afford to eat out every meal. Friday night? Shall I come get you, or would you rather go out in public?”

“Why don’t we go to Olive Garden, and then see what happens? And yes, you can come pick me up, but I want you to take me home when I ask.

“Sounds fair” I said. “See you at 7:30 this evening.”

She nodded and I left her office. I turned to ask her which machine was down and caught her fanning her face.

“See?” she said softly.

“Which machine?” I asked.

She shook her head “there is nothing broken. I had to know because there is another guy been asking me out…I needed to know.”

I looked directly at her “you still don’t know for sure.”

“No, but at least I have an excuse not to go out with him this weekend” she smiled.

“Placing a fake service call?” I said “there ought to be punishment for that.”

“Like what?” she asked passing me a sheet of paper “my number for directions to my place.”

“Dunno, I’ll think of something” as I left the rest of the girls were watching me as I wound my way through their desks.

I held out my hands and said “what?”

A few giggled.

I returned to the office, and the rest of the day was uneventful. Our usual imbibing a six pack at the office at closing was not to happen for me this Friday.

“What? You’re not staying?” Jean asked.

“I have a date. I don’t wanna be buzzed when I pick her up?”

“Anyone we know?” asked another.

I scrunched my face as if contemplating “probably. See you Monday.”

“C’mon man. One beer is not gonna get you dunk.”

They were right. I sat back in my chair and popped open a beer.

“Now who is it?” pressed Jean, as she drained her first one.

“Kathy from medical records at the hospital.”


“Why her” asked Cliff.

“Why not? She just got her degree and a promotion to medical records director. She’s stable.”

“Yeah but you don’t know what’ll happen.”

“I’m not marrying her. It’s just a date for cryin’ out loud.”

“Why today?” asked Jean.

I sighed “she’s been hitting on me for a while now, but I blew her off. She has a pic of Jesus on her desk. I ain’t getting involved with a bible thumper, and I made that clear.”

Jean gulped “what did she say to that?”

“She said she wasn’t a bible thumper, and I agreed to take her out.”

“She’s been hitting on you?” Jean asked in disbelief. “How so?”

“She would touch my arm when speaking to me, and usually when no one was watching. If I was leaning over a machine, she would touch my shoulder and speak very close to my ear.”

Another said “you call that getting hit on?”

I looked at Jean “Jean, we’re good friends right?”

She nodded and smiled.

“I don’t touch your back when I speak to you close. I don’t touch your arm when we’re speaking. That’s hitting on someone. If I did that to you, then it would mean something more than friendship. Know what I mean?”

Jean nodded “exactly. She was hitting on you.”

I finished my beer “Now I go.”

I got home just after six and took a shower and shaved. I put on my blue long sleeve striped shirt, a pair of black denim jeans, and black cowboy boots.

I called her about a quarter till to get directions “I’m running a little late” she said “better make it 7:45.”

“All righty” I said thinking how much I hated waiting. I always got to work early, always went to the store early so as not to wait.

Now here I am waiting…on a girl.

I really hoped I would not be disappointed.

Little did I know what chain of events would be put into motion this evening.

I had to drive a little ways to her apartment, so I left early in case I had trouble finding it.

It was a nice apartment complex. Trees, swimming pool and nice green manicured lawn.

I was still early, but went up anyway and rang the bell.

“Is that you Glenn?” she asked from inside.


“You’re early.”

“I know. I don’t wait well. I get into trouble waiting.”

“Well come on in, but please don’t get into any trouble while you wait.”

I opened the door, and went inside.

It was very cool, I noticed as I closed the door. It was fairly dark except a light from the kitchen. I sat on the first chair at the dining table. Nice dining set…for four. Round and wooden, center pedestal. High back chairs with seat pads. Probably leaves somewhere.

The kitchen was small with the fridge at the other end. Sink, dishwasher, cabinets.

Everything was clean and tidy. Matching couch and love seat with lots of pillows.

“Are you staying out of trouble?” she called from the back somewhere.

“So far” I called back.

“Let me see if I can change that” she said and she emerged from the bedroom wearing a full length nightgown…very sheer. She had her hair all loose and hanging down.

She stood in the doorway for a moment as my heart was in my throat, and she motioned me to come to her with a mischievous grin.

I stumbled across the room towards her shaking my finger “oh, you are the trouble. Now about that penalty.”

We locked lips and kissed hard while we fumbled with my shirt and she grabbed my cock gently.

Our glasses clicked together as we tried to get me undressed.

I pulled away, and removed my boots and jeans, leaving my erection in my underwear.

She got on her knees, and pulled my underwear down, and took my cock into her mouth. She caressed gently, a kissed it all over and took the head a little way in for a while, then started sucking up and down harder.

She stopped and looked up “any more punishment?”

“Oh baby, I haven’t even started.”

I stood her up and more kissing as I loosened the string holding her nightie up.

She kissed and smiled “what are you going to do to me now?”

Her nightgown his the floor, revealing her large beautiful breasts.

She toyed with her nipples with her head cocked slightly “you like?”

“Magnificent” I said “lie down on your back.”

She pulled me to the bed with her and lay down, spreading her legs.

That’s when I mounted her and prepared to shove my cock into her “stop me if I’m doing something against your will.”

She put her finger over my mouth “I’m a virgin.”

I got off and said “honey, it don’t get any better than this. Intercourse now will elevate you to another level of orgasm.”

We were both quiet a minute, the I spoke up.

“What did you think was going to happen? That I would promise to marry you if you had intercourse with me? What if I hadn’t stopped? Would you have cried rape? Would you still have your picture of Jesus on you desk if you had sex with me?”

I continued “you are a very sexy woman, and that’s not enough to build a relationship. We should have gone to eat first, then who knows?”

I got up and began to get dressed.

“I am so sorry” she said through tears. “I don’t know what I was thinking. You were right. I am saving myself for the man I marry.”

“I would say that even though you haven’t actually fucked anyone, I don’t think you really consider yourself a virgin. You sucked my cock like a pro.”

“You treated me very unfairly” I said, and got up to leave.

“Will you ever forgive me?” she asked softly.

“I forgive you, and that will end any relationship we have in the future outside of our professional lives. Good-bye.”

I turned and left, closing the door quietly as I left.

Over the years, she stayed with the hospital for a while, then transferred to a different hospital in a different town, that our company still had the contract for the RD dictation equipment. We were casual acquaintances, and maintained our professional relationship.

She did marry some geeky guy and had children. She put on a lot of weight, and never got rid of it.

One afternoon, I had another service call and ran into her in the hall way, and she pulled me into her office, closing the door…no window here.

She pulled me to her, and said “I need a hug from you please” holding out her hands.

I took her and hugged her as she sobbed into my chest “my husband left me for another woman.” And she cried.

I just let her get it out of her. She wiped her eyes saying “I saved my virginity for that man. We had sex before we were married too, but at least he kept his promise, and then stepped out on me with a younger woman.”

I didn’t know what to say except “some men just have a roving eye and never lose that trait. The fact is all men look at all women whether they’re married or not. We’re just guys. We think a lot with our penises, and it often gets us into trouble. The fact that he couldn’t keep it in his pants speaks a lot of his true character, in my opinion.”

“You’ll get through it…I did” and she looked up at me.

“You’re divorced?”

I nodded “twelve years now”.

“You were divorced that last time we….”


“I don’t suppose you’d give me another shot” she said.

“If you want a night of casual sex” I nodded again “I’d do that. You have too much baggage for a single man for a permanent relationship.”

She thought for a minute. “Casual sex, huh? Is there such a thing?”

I opened my eyes wide and looked into hers “oh yes, definitely. Meaningless sex between friends. It happens all the time, but not nearly enough.”

“When can we do this?” she seemed eager now, almost like she wanted to get even with her ex.

There was a knock on her door.

“Come in” Kathy said.

One of her transcriptionists came in, and she recognized me from the other hospital “I’m sorry for interrupting”.

“You’re not interrupting anything” Kathy said “what is it?”

The girl looked at me and I stood up.

“It’s machine number three” the girl said as I walked out.

“Call me at the office when you make up your mind” I said as I left.

When I got to the office, there was a message for me: call Kathy and her number.

It was in Jean’s handwriting, and she came back later to verify what she suspected, that it was the same Kathy as last time, years earlier.

Jean cornered me in the warehouse, asking those questions…she shoulda been a detective. I could not lie to her.

“Is that the same Kathy?”


“What does she want?”

“Casual, meaningless sex.”

“OMG. Are you giving it to her?”

“Of course. I’d be an idiot to turn down meaningless sex from a beautiful woman.”

“Do you do this often?”

I sighed “I don’t have an opportunity like this often. I know her, and trust her. She won’t cry rape or anything like that, or try to slap me with a paternity suit. She just wants to have sex and go. Is that hard to understand?”

“What if I showed up at your door one evening” Jean asked, trying to intimidate me.

“I wouldn’t turn you away.”

“What would we do?” she kept on.

“Whatever you want, or nothing. Drink some wine, regular sex, oral sex, anal sex all are optional. Orgasm guaranteed. Stay all night or go home when done. As many times as you want.”

“Please don’t tell anyone of this?” I said. “It’s just sex. Everybody wants it. Nobody wants the baggage that often accompanies having sex.”

“Like a gigolo.”

“Gigolos get paid.”

“Can I go now?”

“I’m sorry” she said and stepped aside.

I went home and made my call.

“I really wanted to do this tonight” she said “I’m having trouble getting a sitter on such short notice.”

“Oh, so you want to just do it, then go home…no all nighter?”

No answer.

“What if I take them to their dad’s for the weekend? Then come over to your house?”

“As long as he doesn’t follow you. I don’t need that kind of trouble.”

“He won’t. I haven’t let him see the kids since I found out, and moved into my apartment.”

I gave her directions, against my better judgment to my house.

She showed up a couple hours later at my door.

I let her in and she was carrying a small overnight bag with her purse.

After I closed the door, she started kissing me “which way?”

I pointed past the living room “no wine first?”

She stopped. “Really?”

“Come, there’s plenty of time” I led her to the kitchen where I had wine already poured.

We sat down and downed a couple glassed each and she finally relaxed.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked getting up.

I got up too and led her down the hall to the master bedroom with the king sized bed. I had the black light on with a lava lamp.

“Do you feel beautiful?” I asked her.

“Yes, I like the way I look.”

“Then do a strip tease real slow all the way.”

I turned on the stereo to some old Eagles, and she started to undress.

She pulled a chair over and sat down, removing her sandals. She wore a light sundress with lots of cleavage that she undid the straps and it fell to the floor, leaving her with a low cut bra and panties.

At this point, I got up, now being undressed myself and stood in front of her. I removed her bra, and let her massive breasts hang down low.

I knelt in front of her and pulled down her panties, and kissed her on the bush. She smelled like strawberries.

I stood in front of her and pulled her to me and we danced for a while. We groped, and kissed, and fondled each other for a couple of songs.

“Are you ready to begin where we left off?” I asked.

She nodded and lay on the bed, spreading her legs, and motioning me to come to her.

I put my mouth right on her clit and went to work. She responded well to that stimulus and climaxed quickly before I finished the alphabet. I reached behind her and put on the pantyhose on her wrists, that were tied on the other end to the bed frame.

“What’s that for?” she asked.

“So you won’t push me away.”

I went back to work and sucking and pulling got her bucking like a bronco but I kept doing so until she was screaming for me to stop.

I stopped sucking and pulling and untied her, she grabbed and pulled me to her and she shoved my cock into her dripping cunt, and I pounded her hard and fast for as long as I could. She screamed and moaned the whole time.

I shot my loads into her for seemingly a long time.

She held me with her head into my chest catching her breath.

“OMG Glenn, that is the best sex I ever had!” she managed to say between breaths.

I laid beside her and began stroking her body. I loved fat thighs.

“How long until you recharge?” she said touching my now tiny penis.

“An hour…maybe two” I replied.

“And that thing you do with my clit” she shook her head “I have never had oral sex done to me like you. Of course, I only had one man in my life. How many women have you done?”

“Seven or eight, including you.”

She shuddered. “See? I never had this happen before.”

“That was a great idea with the pantyhose holding my hands away. I could not have lasted near as long with my hands untied. Why pantyhose?”

“Because they don’t leave marks like handcuffs, and they don’t hurt.”

“My vagina never leaked like it is now. What do you call it?”

I chuckled “you mean you never spoke about your private body parts to your husband? Vagina? Penis? Dick? Clitoris? Testicles? Balls? Dick? Pussy? None of the above?”

She shook her head “earlier, when you were…fucking me hard, I felt every shove of your dick up my puss. I felt your cum squirt into my pussy.” she shook her head again. “All those years wasted.”

“They’re not wasted” I argued “you have two beautiful children. I don’t have that.”

“I could give that to you” she said, reaching for my hand. “I’m only thirty-five. I can still have children.” she changed positions “I would do that for you, if you wanted. I make lots of money. My husband didn’t even work for several years during our marriage. My two girls would just love you.”

A moment of silence.

“And I would too.” She leaned over and kissed me while my cock got hard again.

“And you call this casual sex?” She asked, propping herself up after she got her breath.

“Meaningless sex” I corrected.

She nodded and said nothing, hurt.

“I have over a million dollars. My mother left it to me a couple years ago after she died. My ex tried to get it but it’s in a trust, and since it’s an inheritance, it’s only mine. I am now eligible to get it all out if I want. I will share it with you unconditionally if you seriously consider making me your number one girl. You won’t even have to work.”

“You’re not listening to me” I started “I like my job. I like the people I work with. They’re my family..well many of them. How do you think I maintain this physique? I get up every day at 4:30 and go jogging. On Saturdays, I go to the store early, and then do my home chores as needed; mow the yard, perhaps work on my truck, or my dirt bike, and on Sunday, I go dirt biking with my brother for several hours.

Sometimes, I go on motorcycle runs and am gone all weekend. You’re asking me to give all that up for you…to be your gigolo for lack of better word…to babysit your children, and offered to have mine. I don’t know that I even want children. You’re very beautiful, Kathy. And you fuck like a racehorse. And you have lots of money. It’s not enough.”

“What caused your marriage to fail?” she asked.

“My wife lied to me to my face. She told me she was pregnant so I would marry her, and I did. Only to find out later the truth. She lied to me about being pregnant in another relationship. I loved her. I believed her. I thought she loved me too. It broke my heart. It made me cold.”

She took my hand and sobbed “I’m so very sorry.”

“My girls like the rough stuff…like motorcycles and camping. You might like them. I’m not trying to change your life, as it probably seems that way from your perspective. I am falling in love with you, Glenn. I know me, and if I hang out with you any longer, I will do so. I am not asking you to give up anything, although you will probably have to give up some things…I don’t know what. You’re a good catch, and your life is getting away from you, whether or not you realize it. You have a big heart, and a huge capacity to love. I can see that, but you’re shutting yourself off from the world. I understand that you like your job, but that’s all you have. Where are your friends?” She held up her hands and looked around. “You just had sex with a stranger!”

“Yes, but it’s safer.”

We were quiet for a minute.

She began “you and I are pathetic. We could have had a relationship twelve years ago” she held up her hands “I know, my fault…maybe. You could have given it a chance…just like life…give it a chance to see where it would go. Was it sex you were after?”

I shook my head “you forget it was you who seduced me before we were to go out. Remember? If we would have gone out first, who knows; during the conversation I might have had the little flag go up that said ‘yeah, I could live with her forever’. Sometimes, it’s just one thing a person says in a comment that will reveal just what I need to hear. But you’re right. We pissed away twelve years and here we are; naked together.”

She came over and we fell onto the bed in a kissing hug.

I held her for a long time and found the covers, and we went to sleep in each other’s arms.

I wasn’t sure, but I thought I heard her say “I love you”.

I wasn’t sure, but I thought I remember saying it back.

The stereo played until the timer shut it off. I did not turn on the alarm, nor did I go to the grocery store the next morning.

I got into my oversized walk in shower and she joined me all sleepy headed. She had put her hair up and we washed each other. I got a hardon, and she gave me a blowjob right there in the shower. She swallowed every drop too.

We dried and dressed, and went to the kitchen where I prepared coffee, waffles, and bacon.

She commented on my piano, the grandfather clock, and the giant stereo.

I took her to the back yard and showed her the rosebushes; of which I was very proud. They were absolutely beautiful with many different colors; pink, yellow, very dark red, and all very fragrant.

“They’re gorgeous!” she said smelling one. “May I cut some?”

“Sure” I said pulling out the pruners which stayed with the roses “which do you want?”

She pointed out several and I cut them about 6 inches down for easy placement in a vase, and handed her the bouquet.

She stuck them into her face and inhaled. “Tell me, is there anything you can’t do? These are nursery quality roses. Your yard is impeccably manicured and green. The rest of your garden, the elephant ears and hibiscus are just beautiful. You do all this?”

I nodded “yep” and we headed back inside.

We sat back down at the table where our coffee was now chugging temperature. I took a long slug of mine, and she sipped and then stretched, pushing her large breasts right at me. “I think I could nap” she said.

“You go on” I said “I gotta start on dinner…that is if you’re going to stay a while.”

She sipped some more and said “will you come to bed when you finished preparing?”

“I won’t be long” I said standing up and clearing the table. She helped clear then gave me a peck on the cheek.

“See you soon” she sauntered off as I ogled her ass swinging away.

I started my lasagna sauce; tomatoes, browning ground beef and pork sausage with onion and garlic, adding appropriate spices to the sauce with mushrooms and black olives, then let it simmer together.

I went back to the bedroom where Kathy was seemingly asleep and got undressed…all the way and climbed in.

She was ready and began working my cock. I had instant erection and gently lay her on her back and made love to her sweet like…for a long time. She did not achieve orgasm this time, but I could tell she liked it. That took about twenty minutes before I came.

I slipped off of her and lay next and let her lay on my shoulder, where she began “I am sure now that I am in love with you. I don’t know what to do now. I am loving the sex. I never had it so good. I hear so many different things from the girls that work for me. I thought I had it good for so many years with the stability in the family, when it turns out that my home life is a fucking mess. And now you with your” she poked me gently in the side “gentlemanly way has completely redefined what I thought was normal or good. You are a sexual tyrannosaurus. I don’t understand why you don’t have a trail of broken hearts behind you with what all you can do.”

“I don’t advertise” I said. “Keep in mind that the past 18 hours has been remarkable…for both of us. But remember, there are no children running around needing attention or interrupting us during sex or sleeping. We had to get rid of them for this to happen. Also, I have not done my chores for today, including mowing the yard, and getting to the store. I will have to mow or it will get away from me. I can go to the store tomorrow. I will probably call my brother and tell him that I won’t be going riding tomorrow morning either…that is if you stay again.”

“Are you inviting me to stay?” she asked as she propped herself up on her elbow.

I sat up cross-legged “today, you and I have a unique opportunity to get to know one another together; just the two of us doing normal things during a Saturday. Yes, let’s do that.”

I reached and took her hand “let’s go to the grocery store together…now and pick out stuff for dinner. If we run into someone we know, we won’t hide anything. When we get back I’ll mow the yard, and you can…”

“I can cook too you know” she defended. “I’ll make dessert while you mow. How’s that?”

“Excellent” I said and got up to dress as did she.

Cut off jean shorts for me, low cut socks with tennies and a Pink Floyd t-shirt. She too wore shorts, sandals, and a nice blouse, and put her hair in a pony tail.

“Sometime” I said while I watched her “you must let me brush your beautiful hair.”

“Done” she said “say when. I find it very erotic when someone brushes my hair.”

I gulped, and led her to the garage.

“We can take my car” she said “it’s already outside.

I pushed the button on the garage door opener “I’ll tell you why I like the pickup better. First, it has a smaller compartment to air condition than your car. Second, we just throw the groceries in the back. It’s only 5 or 6 blocks to the store.”
She agreed by nodding “K.”

We climbed into the Ranger and I closed the garage, and we proceeded to the grocery store. I was trying to remember the last time I went to the store with a woman…many, many years.

We picked up some salad makings and were deciding on more ingredients when (I knew it) my sister in law came up to us “Hi Glenn. You’re out late today. You’re usually long gone from the store by now.”

Still looking at the cucumbers “yeah, change of plans today. This is my friend Kathy McDonald.” I looked at Kathy “this is my sister in law Marie.”

They politely exchanged greetings and smiles and there was a brief awkward silence when I said “we’re doing dinner tonight. Kathy volunteered to make dessert…” I looked at her as I did not know yet what she planned.

“I was going to make a cheesecake” she said and looked at me “you have a springform pan?”

I nodded “I do.”

Marie said “sounds delish.”

“Why don’t you join us?” Kathy said almost blurting it out. Glenn is making lasagna and we’re putting together a salad.

Marie nodded with a smile “that sounds like fun. What time?”

“Around six” I said “should be about right?”

“What can we bring?” Marie asked.

“Bring some wine to go with the lasagna” I said as Kathy took my hand and began dragging me away.

Marie giggled and waved “nice to meet you. See you later!”
We ended up at the dairy case and got some cream cheese, and got some graham crackers.

We ran into Marie again before we left and said our last good bye until later.

We pulled into the driveway and Kathy said “you were right about the truck getting cooler quicker” with a smile as I opened the door and we unloaded and went inside.

She helped put the groceries away with my direction and asked a mixer for the cheesecake. “I’ll need to get started on this right away” she said. “You go and mow.”

I gave her a kiss and thought what a team.

I had mowing down to a science. The same pattern every time. Fill the tank, drag out the trash can with a couple of bags for the grass. Fill the bag in the can, and replace when full. Usually a bag and a half was plenty. Just leave them on the driveway for the trash crew on Monday. I used a real edger; two horse Briggs with stiff wire lengths for blades. It worked great. With the leaf blower, nice and clean into the street and the weedeater for around the gardens. Yep, about forty five minutes.

As I finished, my brother pulled up to the driveway. He noticed Kathy’s car in the driveway “whose car?”

“It belongs to Kathy, a friend of mine” I said “have you talked to Marie in the past couple hours?”

He shook his head no “I’ve been at the office, and going home now. What’s up?”

“You guys are coming over for dinner” I started “lasagna and cheesecake. We’ll be seeing you at six.”

Kathy poked her head out of the back door that led into the garage and saw us talking. She was wiping her hands on a towel.

I motioned for her to come over “come on over.”

I introduced them and they shook hands cordially and exchanged pleasantries.

My brother said to her “you must be high on the list ’cause Glenn don’t let anybody in his kitchen.”

She nodded and smiled “I am so honored.”

He put his truck in hear “better go. I’m sure I got honey do stuff on the list. See you later.”

We waved as he pulled away, with our arms around each other’s waist. I did not notice. I gave her a kiss and she went inside. I put the rest of the lawn equipment away and locked the gates and closed up the garage.

Kathy was just pouring the cream cheese mixture into the springform pan when I got inside. I was covered with grass, as usual.

“This will bake for two hours” she said scraping the last of it into the pan. She placed it in the preheated oven.

“Now, we need to shower” she said with a smile, and taking my hand heading to the bedroom.

“I really like your shower” she said as we undressed.

We showered for the second time that day and she again sucked my cock. She seemed to really enjoy it.

We finished and got dressed, and put clothes away, and made the bed.

“Did you need to do any laundry?” I asked “I have enough for a small load, but if you have a few things, we can get them all done before dinner.”

“That would be great” she said and pulled some clothes out of a plastic trash bag. I got mine together and we ran a load.

“What do we do now?” she asked “while we wait?”

“I could go ahead and boil noodles so they’d be ready” I said reaching for my pasta pot. “I like to have everything ready as I don’t put the lasagna together until they arrive, then I bake it. It takes about 45 minutes to build and bake. During that time we can serve salad.”

She cut up some lettuce and salad veggies while I boiled the lasagna noodles, drained them, and put them in cold water. Just right…al dente.

She worked on the salad and I played the piano for a while. Unbeknownst to me, she sat down and observed while I played the Clement Sonatinas. I finished up with a lame attempt at Clair de Lune, and she clapped anyway.

“You are really something” she said shaking her head, getting up.

She threw her arms out at her side “is there anything you can’t do? Yardwork, cook, lover, gardener, pianist, motorcycle rider…I saw your pictures of you jumping on your motorcycle, how did the girls not snap you up? Surely with your job you must be exposed to lots of single women.”

“No one ever hit on me except you, and I never hit on women in my job…a couple times but it flopped quickly. I learned after the divorce that if I let myself fall in love too quickly, then the relationship will end tragically.”

“You mean like your marriage?”

I sighed with disgust “it wasn’t a marriage. I rescued her from her miserable life. I realized years later that she was jealous of me and my lifestyle. My parents did not care what I did. I had a job. I paid for my cars and gasoline and repairs. I did not get into trouble. I hung out with several different friends. I got to do pretty much whatever I wanted, and she couldn’t. Her family only had one car that was their dad’s. He never let the girls drive it unless they were running an errand for him. Her folks were truck brokers and once a great while, one of their truckers would leave his car with her parents for a couple months while he trucked around the country. She got to drive that car. She still did not work and I do not know how she paid for gasoline. She wrecked another car she bought. It never dawned on me that she wanted what I had. After I found out she lied about being pregnant right after we were married, I got a job that paid $75 a week. With that I was paying $180 rent. Do the math. She did not want to work. Instead, she drove around all day in my 10 MPG Camaro. Trust me, I fell out of love with her over a long period of time.”

“So what are you doing now?” she asked seriously. “Are you holding yourself back? Do you think you could love me heart and soul?”

“It’s very hard to break the ice, and I’ve been told I can be very cold. I guess I have a icy shell around my heart. There’s an old saying that goes something like “I’m afraid to show you who I am because if you don’t like it, it’s all I have.”

“Getting my heart broken is a pain that I don’t want to go through again.”

“None of us do” Kathy replied softly. “But you have to ask yourself something: ‘do I want to be alone, or share my life with someone.’ Isn’t that worth the risk? Sharing your life?” She held up her fist “you have a lot to offer a woman, but the thing that women want most is devoted love…the sex is secondary. Women just want to be loved; they want to feel it and know it and believe it.”

“Could I love you heart and soul?” I said. “Yes I could…”

Kathy ran walked over on her knees and lay her head on my lap “I know you could…but will you?”

I patted her head softly “I’m not sure I know how to do that.”

“I can help, but it’s really up to you” she said almost sobbing.

“The last woman with whom I was intimate, I dumped her hard. She lived at home with her folks and two sisters and she was a few years older than I. None of the girls were married. Daddy ran the show. The girls weren’t allowed to date or even go out without specific permission. The only time we were intimate was when she told them she was going to the mall. Instead, she came to house and I fucked her brains out. Then all of a sudden, she’s in love with me and calls me every stinking night unless her daddy came into the room where the phone was. She would hang up on me if she thought daddy was heading her way. I didn’t want to live like that, and she didn’t understand. I had a hard time getting rid of her. Unfortunately for the business, the place she worked stopped doing business with us. My point is, I liked her initially, until I found out the truth. What truths will I find out about you over time?”

She sighed softly “I don’t know. I would never lie to you or hide anything from you. Would you hide anything from me?”

“Do you want to know everything? Even something that might cause you to run screaming from the room? I mean if you want no secrets, then I have a doozie of a secret.”

“I don’t know” she whispered. She sounded like she was giving up.

I patted her “up” I commanded, and stood up and led her to my bedroom. I removed my shoes and asked her to do same as I sat on the bed cross-legged and indicated her to do same.

I held out my hands to her and she gave me hers. She had tears in her eyes.

I began “ when I was married, things were so bad that I began to hate her. It didn’t take long as soon all the lies she told surfaced and she found a way to blame me for everything. The only good thing in my life was my job. I was up at five and got picked up at seven every day and got home around six. All day away from her. It was my only happy time. After we moved to the expensive apartment, she started throwing herself at me every night. Until then, I had to beg for sex and had blown it off until now. Well she became pregnant and we had a healthy baby boy.”

Kathy held up her hand “I know the story. I was working at the hospital when you brought the baby in. I followed what happened in the papers wondering how a young man could be driven to do what you did. See? You opened up your heart to me.”

She reached over and wiped tears from my eyes that were streaming. She was crying too, and we fell together on the bed in each other’s arms.

We lay in silence for a while and I said “I have never told any woman that I dated that story.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean it means something that I thought enough about you to tell you, and yet you knew and you still pursued me? Even with two children?”

“I get it” she said quietly “you had the worst moment of your life and the difference between you and most of the planet is that you couldn’t stop yourself because of your anger and hatred towards your wife. I understand. I think my cheesecake is about ready.”

She smiled as did I, and we got up to check the dessert.

I was still wiping my eyes and could smell the cheesecake.

She turned off the oven and cracked the door “probably another five would be ok, but I don’t know your oven. The top is already browning a little. Hopefully, it won’t crack much.”

“Even if it does, it will still be delicious” I said factually.

She came over and put her head on my shoulder with her arms around me “I will never bring it up.”

“It doesn’t matter, because it will come up from time to time. I am a convicted felon now. There are some things that I will never be able to do for the rest of my life like purchase a firearm, or be in possession of one. Every employment application will have the question ‘have you ever been convicted of a felony?’ If I lie and they do a background check, I’ll get fired. If I tell the truth, I might as well not even applied because I won’t get hired. That’s another reason why I’m comfortable where I work. They all know, and they hired me anyway.”

She looked up at me with a big smile “I know too, and I love you anyway.”

“I love you too” and we locked lips for several minutes.

We began to grope and finally we pulled apart, both breathing heavy.

“If we continue, we’re going to end up in bed again” I said.

She came back for more kissing “we have hours before they get here and the cheesecake has to cool” and she kissed me hard.

I found my hand reaching around behind her into her shorts, touching the top of her butt.

“OK, that’s it” she said and pulled me to the bedroom.

She seemed to get undressed much more quickly than I as she waited while I finished undressing.

“I want to be on top this time” she said holding herself up with her hand under her chin.

I laid down and let her position herself.

“I just have one request” I said “please get off if I ask and take no offense.”

She wriggled into position and placed my cock into her vagina “OK.”

She began to move up and down and grind away. I played with her breasts as she moaned approvingly of the intercourse.

Just before I came, I pulled her forward, locked my arms just around her hips to hold her there, and pounded her hard from below until I came. This brought a few yelps from her.

She rolled off quickly when she realized I was done “you have surprised me every time” she shook her head. “What do you call that?”

“I call it the Figure Four Leglock” I said with a chuckle.

She rolled to her back and laughed too. “There’s no leglocking involved” she added, still laughing.

“I know, I made it up. The Figure Four Leglock is an old wrestling move.”

She laughed hard and fake punched me in the arm “and you have sense of humor too.”

“What’s going to happen now?” she said, serious again.

“We’ll have dinner with my brother and his wife, we’ll play cards or something for a while after, they’ll go home, we’ll clean up, have some more wine, and go to bed. And see what happens. Tomorrow, you’ll go home at your leisure, step back into your life.”

“What will you do?”

“About what?” I asked.

“About me.”

“You are completely divorced, yes?” I asked directly “so I don’t have to worry about a jealous ex husband.”

She sighed “no, it’s not final yet.”

“Then we have to be very careful because if he finds out about me and has you followed to here, he can counter sue for adultery. My guess is that with he the bad guy, the ninety day period is what your waiting for to expire before the judge signs the order. If you get caught screwing around, that will throw a wrench into the machine and stop the proceedings possibly. How much time is left?”

“Four weeks” she said softly.

“Then we can only appear in public together until it’s final; with or without the girls. We cannot give him any ammunition…this weekend would have been a doozie.”

I continued “that’s what will happen next. Feel free to offer opportunities to be together as well.”

The more we spoke, it seemed we hit walls everywhere. We decided that for now, our hands were tied and we should wait the four weeks before any more sexual encounters…after tonight.

She put the cheesecake in the fridge, and I dug out my lasagna pan in preparation for the build. I grated my pound of mozzarella, and stirred the cottage cheese as well, and grated some parmesian.

They showed up at six on the nose, and I built the lasagna and put it in the oven, at which time we served green salad.

Marie and Kathy seemed to hit it off real well, once Marie understood how we met and what exactly Kathy did.

They brought two bottles of wine, which we opened when the main dish was served. We all hit the wine hard. My lasagna is hard to beat, and have worked on the recipe for many years.

They asked about the noodles.

“I use the boilable noodles; not the preboiled ones. I have tried the preboiled noodles and have inconsistent negative results because usually, they don’t cook because my sauce does not have enough water in it to steam the noodles. I went back to boiling them as the results were more consistent.”

The cheesecake was excellent. She served it with fresh strawberries that she chopped and sugared hours earlier, and they juiced up nicely.

We debated on a game to play and decided on Monopoly. My brother asked about going riding in the morning.

“No, I think I will have to pass this weekend” I said “I have some different things happening this weekend so I’ll say no.”

I don’t think I have ever finished a Monopoly game in my life, and tonight was no exception. They left about ten after Marie and Kathy cleaned up the kitchen and started the dishwasher. They took some cheesecake too home with them as well as a hunk of lasagna.

Kathy and I stood together at the door and waved good bye to them as they left…just like a married couple.

“We should go to bed” Kathy said as we closed the door “not for sex but I should probably leave in the morning and get the girls. You know what? No one knows where I am…gonna call my answering machine” she went right to the phone and called her home “I can’t believe I did that” she said almost angry.

She punched in her code and listened, then she hung up. “No messages” she said.

She shook her head again “I am so caught up with you, I forgot all about my children.” She put her face in her hands.

“Go ahead and call them if you want” I said.

She looked up at me “really?”

“Please do so to ease yourself.”

I was leaving the room as she dialed and she grabbed my arm and whispered “please stay.”

I heard a man’s voice “hello?”

“Hi it’s me” she said. “How’s everything?”

I couldn’t hear the rest of the other side.

“Oh really? What are you guys watching?”

“I heard that was a scary one. Are you sure it’s OK for Deedee? You know how she can get.”

“OK, I just wanted to check.”

“At a friend’s” she looked at me.

“OK, see you in the morning.”

“Around eleven.”


She hung up. “Everything is OK. They’re watching The Abyss.”

I nodded with approval “not really scary, some bad language and a scene where there are bare women’s breasts. One of my favorite movies of all time.”

“He said they were liking it.” She put her arms around my neck. “I’ll bare my breasts, if you’ll bare yours” she whispered.

“Ah, I dunno” I said “it don’t seem fair.”

She stood back with her hands on her hips “what do you mean?”

“Well, you have so much, and I have so little.”

She grabbed my hand “too bad” and dragged me to the bed…again.

She let me play with her breasts with some coaxing by her. “Just lightly pinch my nipples” she said and they became erect. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back “now suck them.”

I needed no more coaxing and I had her on her back quickly.

We made sweet, nice love again. She hardly moaned. Just a few yeses.

“I’ll set the alarm for seven” I said checking the clock. “You should probably shower before you go.”

“Why” she almost seemed indignant. “Do I smell?”

“Your feminine aroma is very pungent….and arousing…to me anyway. Don’t want to give off that ‘sex’ smell do you?”

“I guess not” she said sadly. “I am really going to miss you.”

“You will be with your children. They are more important than I. We will work on getting together, without making it a hardship for either of us. There is always the lunch hour too…”

Her eyes brightened “that’s true.”

She snuggled against me and I put my arm around her.

“I love you” she said softly.

“I love you too” I answered.

We both conked out until the alarm went off.

“Dammit!” she said groggily getting up. “I don’t wanna go.”

I got up and went around to her side and pulled her up “come on. You know you have to. The girls need you now more than ever. You need to be there for them as much as you can now that they’re only going to see their dad once in a while until you two get this sorted out and re-establish some mutual trust.” I led her into the bathroom where I started the shower, and she peed. Then we showered again. No blow job this time.

“You never did brush my hair” she said soaping up her huge boobs.

“We got caught up in other stuff” I said “you can count on me doing that in the upcoming times.”

“OMG” she said “you almost made a commitment.”

I held up my index finger and said “now that is a sarcastic statement that was pointed directly at me. I don’t think I care for that. Remember, we agreed either of us could pull the plug…or did you forget that?”

“How long will you hold that over my head?” she fired back.

“I gave no time limit, and that’s how it should be. Don’t you think we’re off to a good start? Don’t you think two people should get to know each other in varied environments before they get married? You don’t want to swing from vine to vine without hitting the ground first, do you?”

She sighed “how did you get to be wise too? Of course you’re right and I’m sorry. You’re right. We need time together before we make any permanent commitment; even as much as I want it right now.”

We dried and got dressed, retrieving her laundry from the dryer.

“You could leave that here, if you wanted” I pointed at her laundry. “I’ll set up a drawer for you in my dresser.”

“That’s sweet of you. I’d like that.”

It was only a change of clothes including underthings, but still an entire change nevertheless.

I made a little breakfast with bacon, eggs and coffee.

It was quite somber, the closer it got to her leaving.

The time passed by agonizingly slow until she left. We hugged on the driveway for several minutes, and she drove away.

I watched until she was out of sight.

I went back inside and said to myself, now what was I doing?

I started thinking. My thoughts leaned towards see how much it cost you for one weekend? Out of sync yard work, groceries, dirt biking, everything was out of whack. How much more out of whack will it get when and if you increase your time with her? What about the children? What if they don’t like you? The sex is great, but is it worth rearranging your life?

The rest of the day was uneventful, but I thought a lot…maybe too much.

She called me later that night after the girls had gone to bed.

“Hi” she said “I miss you.”

“You need to go to bed and get some sleep because you did not get much this weekend” I said “if I was there we’d be up two hours having sex and then you and me both would be dragging our asses out of bed in the morning. Perhaps trying to excuse my presence when the girls got up. Get your rest. You’re no good to anyone if your sexually satisfied and dog tired.”

“You’re right” she sighed. I had a wonderful weekend. Thank you for everything. I hope we can work it out again. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

We said our good-byes and life went on as usual for me for a few days. Kathy called every evening at various times. We didn’t talk long, but she gave updates on the kids and any news with the divorce.

Friday I we met at Johnny’s Mexican Food. The girls were a little stand offish at first, but warmed up when I started acting silly. I pointed out the owner, Johnny to them and then waved to him.

“Hello Johnny!” the girls were impressed.

He came over and shook my hand “hello Glenn. How are things at the office machine store?”

“Doing the best we can” I answered with a smile.

“You tell Joshua I said hello” and he went around the table introducing himself to all the ladies. They loved it.

After he left Deedee said “wow Glenn. You know the owner?”

“Yeah, and he likes pretty girls. That’s why he came over here so quickly…because of all you pretty ladies.”

She just grinned, as did her mother. The youngest, Geena, was still wary but warming up.

“Mom said you might take us camping” Geena finally blurted out.

I feigned surprise and astonishment the best I could “what?” I was shaking my head. “Camping?”

Both girls nodded quickly and giggling “yeah.”

“Well, OK but I’m going to need some help organizing the camping trip. Will you two help me?”

They nodded eagerly.

“OK, first we each need a sleeping bag. Do you all have sleeping bags?”

The girls looked at each other, then Kathy (she was eating this up) “they don’t. I do.”

The girls looked back at me “OK, I am pretty sure I have two little people sleeping bags that you girls can use. OK?”
They were all smiles.

“Now, where are we gonna sleep?”

“In a tent” said Geena.

“Should we get two tents? Or just one big one for everybody?”

The girls looked at each other “a big one. So we can all be together” said Deedee.

“OK” I said “I have a big tent that will hold six people so we’ll have extra room for my couch.”

The girls looked at each other “noooo, you don’t have a couch in a tent” said Deedee.

“No is right. I can’t put my couch in our tent” I said jokingly.

I continued “what are we gonna eat?”

The girls were into it now “cereal” said Geena.

“Good idea” I said “what else to we need to eat cereal?”

“Milk” said Geena.

“Right, and how will we keep the milk cold?”

They did not know, and they looked to Kathy for the answer “an ice chest” she said with perfect diction.

“Ice chest!” the girls said at the same time.

“Exactly!” I said. “I’ll you what. I need you two to make a list on the things we need for a campout, and bring it with you the next time we go out to eat. So maybe a few days?”

They nodded with huge grins.

“I need you to write down what we need to eat for three meals: dinner, breakfast, and lunch. And how we’re going to cook our meals. OK?”

“It’s OK if your mom helps, and I’ll make a list and we’ll compare them, and then…….” a long pause “we’ll all go grocery shopping! Yay!”

They said yay too and clapped.

We went out together, and went to their car first where the girls both hugged me without any prompting from Kathy. I hugged them back and kissed their foreheads and told them ‘good night’.

The girls got into the car and Kathy came close to me and said, “I could fuck your brains out right now for the way you treated my children. You showed them more affection than they ever got from their own father. You respected them and listened to them like a real father. I know they’re both watching us so I’ll just give you a little hug and we’ll go.”

She gave a quick hug and got in the car. I waved to the girls as their faces were pressed against the window.

“Bye Bye” I said as they pulled away. “be sure to work on the list” and they nodded and waved.

I stood there for a minute thinking children. Half grown. Man, I have missed some important things in life.

A car pulled up behind me and honked shortly.

“Sorry” I said stepping out of the way.

The guy pulled up with his girl and he said “ain’t love grand?”

“Indeed it is” I said without hesitation.

“Have a good evening” he said as he drove away.

“Same to ya pal” I replied, and returned to my truck.

When I got home, there was a car in the driveway with the lights on. It was Jean.

I opened the garage door and pulled in, and got out to talk to her.

She got out and met me on the driveway.

“Hi Jean!” I said “wanna come inside before the skeeters eat us up?”

I motioned into the garage and she hesitated, but went in anyway.

When she got to the kitchen I closed the garage and kicked on the kitchen lights.

“Hungry?” I asked “I have some leftover lasagna.”

“No thank you” Jean said.

I motioned to the adjacent dining table “Have a seat and I’ll pour you some wine.”

“that would be nice” she said laying her purse on the counter and pulling out a chair.

I finally noticed that she was out of her work clothes and was wearing jeans and a tight fitting top with no bra. Her nipples were poking all the way through. She had painted her toes and was wearing some nice sandals that showed off her feet.

I poured her and I a glass of wine and brought it over to her “you look real nice” I said “I like your sandals.”

(You know, over the years, I have noticed that every time I say that to a woman, she will wiggle her toes…every time and it worked here too.)

“Oh, thank you” she blushed, and took a slug of wine.

“Where have you been?” she quizzed.

“Johnny’s” I answered taking a hit off my own glass.

“By yourself?”

“With Kathy and her girls.”

She took another big slug “how did it go?”

“Well, she put the girls in her car and came up to me and said that she would like to fuck my brains out for the way I treated her girls. She said that their father never showed them the respect that I did and that my affection for them was obvious and I listened to them. I took that as a high compliment.”

“I’ll say” she said finishing her wine and I got up to get her another. I brought the bottle to the table.

“Sounds like her children love you too” Jean commented.

“What’s wrong Jean? Why are you here? Not to get drunk, I hope.”

“I just need some affection” she said as she took another drink of wine.

I stood up “let’s go to the couch and we can cuddle some.”

She agreed as she followed me to the other room, and sat next to me, and leaned into my shoulder for a while. She held her wine glass in her left hand as she sipped from time to time. “I want to have sex with you” she said, almost embarrassed.

“OK. What kind of sex do you want?” I answered.

“Just straight sex with lots of affection” she answered.

“Lemme know when you’re ready” I said quietly.

“It’s not gonna bother Kathy?”

“I’m not gonna tell her.”

“She’s not going to care?”

“I’m not going to tell her. This is my business. If she and I were to marry, this would end.”

“You mean you will still screw me, and go back to her?”

“I mean you and I can have meaningless sex and I will return to her and her children as if nothing happened.”

“Then just take me” she said as she wobbled to her feet.

I led her to the bedroom which always had the lava lamp on.

I turned on the stereo with the Eagles and offed the light..

“Get undressed and lay on your back” I asked.

“Just like that?” she said.

“Well, goodlookin’, if you want to do a strip tease, then please proceed.”

I changed the song to some AD/DC. “Strip.”

I was already hard when she began.

Jean was maybe five feet six with light brown hair. She had a slim figure, but a noticeable butt. She had small breasts but high quality. Her complexion was light, and I think she was very concerned of her portrayal of appearance.

I was undressed and lay on the bed when she began to take her clothes off. This was a moment I had dreamed of for ten years.

She began with her top which had no bra. When her top came off, I saw her breasts…finally. They were light bulb shaped; like a 60 watt. Her nipples and aerolas covered the end of her breasts and they were gorgeous.

“Your breasts are absolutely beautiful” I said.

She smiled and seemed to begin to get more into the stripping.

She turned around with her back to me and began working her jeans off, wiggling her ass as she did. She did not have panties on, so her bare ass was visible when her jeans fell to the floor.

She turned around.

She stood straight as if waiting for approval.

Her bush was the same color as her hair, and she had it trimmed neatly and not to short.

I motioned her to lie down.

She did and said “I’ve never done this.”

“Just stop me when you’re uncomfortable” I said softly as I touched her beautiful breasts.

She moaned when I touched them “suck my nipples” she whispered. Her nipples became erect.

I did so for several minutes, changing breasts, then she said “fuck me.”

I mounted her and gave her a slow sweet lovemaking sequence. She moaned mildly until I told her I was coming. I shot my loads without opposition into her.

After a few minutes she said “my husband is screwing another woman.”

“And now you are screwing another man.”

She propped herself up an elbow “that was the best sex I’ve had for years.”

I sighed. “One has to want good sex to get good sex. It was obvious that you wanted sex. Your vagina was lubed already when we started. I enjoyed it too. I have fantasized having sex with you for years. You are the best looking woman in this place. Everybody wants you.”

“Except my husband.”

“You’re husband is a helluva guy. I like him. He has very interesting stories about his job.”

I continued “I’m sorry he’s not a good husband.”

“ I want what you and Kathy have.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t give that to you.”

“What do you have with her?”

“Everything…if I want it. Life with children who love me, more children if I want. Lots of money. Life with a woman who loves me…unconditionally.”

“So what’s the problem?” Jean asked, propping herself on an elbow.

“The problem is that I like being alone.”

“Then your whole life is going to suck” she answered.
She snuggled close to me “Glenn, I’m older than you. I like you a lot. I always have. You will never have a better opportunity than her for the rest of your life. Jump on it, take it head on, go for it, you won’t regret it.”

She got up and began dressing.

I got up too and did same.

“You know what Jean?” I walked over to her “I was always attracted to you. I always thought you were pretty.”

She smiled “I get that a lot.”

“I’m sorry. You really are a very beautiful woman, like it or not.”

She continued dressing “thank you. I have always liked you too. Take advantage of Kathy’s offer.”

I liked watching her boobs clang together. Such undisclosed beauty.

The phone rang. I got up slowly to answer it as Jean passed me heading to the garage.

I answered the phone while opening the garage door with the remote.


“Hi it’s me” Kathy said. “What’s going on?”

Jean went through the garage and blew me a kiss and mouthed the words “thank you”.

She left.

“Nuthin’ much.”

“My girls have not stopped talking about you since we left Johnny’s. They both have their lists going strong. For example:


to cook food

bacon for breakfast


stuff to catch fish




something to cook on

sleeping bags


something to turn the pancakes

I laughed.

I looked at her “this is very good.”

“They want verification.”

I laughed. “How about tomorrow night at Johnny’s?”

“OK. They’ll love it.

At Johnny’s the next night, we met again.

The girls were most excited as we sat down as I met them in the parking lot, and the girls ran to me with papers in their hands. Kathy and I stole a couple kisses as the kids looked at my list for the trip.

“They have talked nothing about this since we left here last” she said as we grabbed some gropes and kisses.

“Johnny! We’ll have the family platter!” I said to him as we sat down.

He nodded with a thumbs up.

Geena was still enthralled “ wow, you know the owner.”

“And you do too” I said to her. “Do you want to change your order?”

She nodded.

I stood up and offered my hand to her as we went to Johnny.

“What is it sweetheart?” Johnny asked.

“I want to change my order to Dr. Pepper?” she asked humbly.

“Then you will have it little lady” Johnny told her directly.

She smiled big as we went back to the table.

“Well now” I said “time to show me your lists” and I held out my hand.

Geena wanted to be first. Here was her list:

fire to cook




Dr. Pepper

bowl and spoon

cook pancakes

pan for pancakes

sleeping bag





I stopped “bear?”

Kathy intervened “her nighttime friend.”

I nodded with approval, then continued.

Stuff to catch fish


kool aid

toothbrush and paste

I smiled at Geena “this is very good. We will need all of these things. Nice job!”

She just beamed.

“OK, Deedee is next. Let’s see what you have on your list.”

sleeping bag



something to turn pancakes


ice chest



peanut butter

regular butter




cups to drink from


coffee for mom and Glenn




“That also is a very good list” I said. “We will need everything on that list and your sister’s list too. Very good job, both of you girls.”

Deedee’s turn to beam.

I handed their lists back to them “now lists always get changed so you keep your lists, and add to them as you think of more stuff.”

They nodded.

“When do we go?” asked Geena, then Deedee joined in unison “when do we go…when do we go…”

“First, we have to plan on where to go” I said, and they quieted.

“Where do we go?” I asked them. They were clueless and they both shrugged.

“A state park would be nice” I said. “A state park would have bathrooms ’cause we’re camping now. We’re not gonna have toilets and bathtubs. Do you two understand that?”

They nodded as they thought about it.

“OK then, so we go to Garner State Park and we’ll reserve a campsite for a weekend. Now we have to decide which weekend?”

“What about you mom?” I directed my question to Kathy.

She was pleased how the evening was going “I can go any weekend as I don’t work weekends.”

“What about the girls? Can we get them out of school on a Friday? It would probably be better if we took off Friday, and drove up in the morning. Otherwise, we would be setting up camp in the dark.”

“You’re the boss” Kathy said “and yes, we can get the girls out of school for parent choice day.”

The girls clapped and cheered.

“Let’s go this weekend!” they were still working on us.

“Let’s plan on next weekend” I started “and I’ll tell you why; I need to let my boss know ahead of time if I’m not going to be at the office, so I’ll have to let them know at least a week ahead of time. Also, this gives us more time to plan, prepare and go SHOPPING!!!”

“We will also have to plan a menu before we go shopping because we need to know what we plan to eat after we get there, because we can only eat what we bring. There are no stores at the park so have to plan. We will have to do it together.”

We ate our dinner, the girls were ravenous.

The girls asked a ton of questions about camping and what we were going to do, and how long does it take to get there, and will there be other people and will there be bears and will we really go fishing and on and on and on.

“I’ll tell you what” I said “why don’t you three come to my house and we’ll get a calendar and we will plan our menu. It’s still early, and it won’t take thirty minutes.”

Kathy looked at her watch and sighed “it’ll take fifteen minutes just to get to your house.”

“Yes, but we only have to plan six meals. How long can it take?”

She hesitated.

“OK” I said pointing at Deedee “give me your list and may I borrow a pen?”

She gave me both.

“All righty then. When we get there at about 2:00 on Friday afternoon, how about we have sandwiches, chips, maybe a fruit cup and something to drink. So we need bread, peanut butter, baloney, cheese, mustard, assorted chips, and some Gatorade. See? One meal planned. What do you think about that? What else to we need? I like turkey so I’ll get some sliced turkey. Who else?”

Kathy was appeased now and the girls gave their OK.

“OK then supper. How about we do tacos?”

“Yeah yeah” the girls agreed.

“You two will have to come over and help me cook the ingredients for tacos a day or two ahead so we’ll have cooked ground beef, grated cheese, some lettuce, some tomatoes, picante sauce, beans, taco shells and flour tortillas for soft tacos. Sound good? Oreos for dessert and drinks?”

“When can we come over” Deedee asked.

“Whenever your mom wants.”

“I’ll find the time she said.”

“OK, Saturday breakfast. Wahoo! Pancakes, bacon, syrup, orange juice? Coffee? Man I am getting hungry again. Any objections?”

We finished the menu planning, and left the restaurant. The girls left each holding one of my hands as we headed for the parking lot.

We arrived at their car and Kathy said “OK in the car kiddos. My turn to hug Glenn.”

The girls both held their arms up to me and I knelt and hugged and kissed them on their foreheads.

Deedee put her arms around my neck and said “Glenn, I love you.”

I kissed her cheek. I think I had tears in my eyes.

Kathy put them into the car, and hugged and kissed me as well “that couldn’t have gone better” she said “and I really didn’t think I’d be vying time from you with them.”

She got in and they drove away “G’night girls” I waved as they drove off.

I drove home, although I don’t remember the drive.

I began to undress for bed and the phone rang; it was Kathy.

She began “I don’t know what I am going to do with you. You have impacted my daughter’s lives so much in so little time…They don’t even talk about their father any more…They only talk about you. You have opened up an entire dimension in their lives and they are both so excited about it. They are both upset now because they can’t say g’night to you.”

“Why can’t they?” I asked “you can give them the phone and they have instructions for one minute conversation with Glenn, and we say g’night. What’s the problem?”

She sighed “you have an incredible parental instinct. Of course, I’ll go get them.”

I heard the giggles and patter of feets on the floor.

Geena was first “hi Glenn. I wanted to say good night to you.”

I responded “did you say your prayers?”

“We don’t say prayers.”

“Ask your mom to put the phone on speaker, so I can talk to all of you at the same time.”

I heard some fiddling and Kathy “done.”

“Can you both hear me now?” I asked.

“Yes” they said in unison.

“I want you to both get on your knees and fold your little hands and repeat after me”

I heard noises “ready?”


“Close your eyes.”


“Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

If I die before I wake

I pray the Lord my soul to take.”


They repeated each line as I spoke.

“Now, off to bed you two scamps. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

I heard the thunder of foot feets as they ran back to their rooms.

Kathy picked up the phone “see? They just love you. I am really thrilled beyond words that they are so taken with you, and yet I see all three of us piling on to you at every opportunity.”

I allowed a pause then said “I want to offer a suggestion to you. You won’t like it, and neither do I, but I think you will agree that it’s the best for the current situation.”
“Oh boy” she said with a heavy sigh.

“I like that attitude of your being feisty to my face. Here goes…I think we should not be seen going to either of our homes until after the divorce is final. If dickhead gets a whiff that there is a Glenn in your life, he may get his attorney to hire a PI to follow you, and if you get caught at my house even with the girls, it could cause problems with your divorce proceedings and final judgment. I suggest that we just see each other in public until that time. Also, put off the camping trip until you have the final judgment in your hands, and we will go on the next available weekend come hell or high water.”

There was silence at her end.

“You’re right of course. You’re so practical and it won’t be a problem. What do I tell them?”

“We’ll do it together, since it involves them and us all together. We cannot go out to eat every night, you know.”

“I know. What else can we do?”

“Well, there are parks. There’s one not far from my house that has bbq pits, picnic tables, swings and stuff. Very safe and public.”

“Plus” I continued “we’ll have to go shopping for a tent a sleeping bags for you girls. That could be fun by itself.”

“You are really the man of my dreams” she said “you have a good and honest answer for everything. Tell me, how will we work out the vehicle for camping? Your truck is too small for everyone, and my car will be packed to the hilt.”

“We’ll take both vehicles” I said. “One girl can ride with me to George West, and when we stop for gas, the other one can ride with me the rest of the way. Pretty much an even split of time.”

Kathy was silent then she asked “how else could it be done so we could be together?”

“Need a bigger pickup” I said “a Ford F150 extended cab with a matching camper shell would be ideal. But I ain’t buying a new truck. I like my small truck for work. We’ll just take the two vehicles. It’ll be fine.”

“You’re right as always” she said, suddenly a spark in her voice. “OK then, I’ll call tomorrow and see what we can do. Love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

For the next few weeks, we managed to eek out many meetings at restaurants, movies, parks, and bbq at the park once.

A week before the final judgment, I had a surprise knock at my door one Friday evening. It was a man with a clipboard. “Are you Glenn?”

I nodded and stood up straight “yes I am.”

“I have a delivery for you.”

“Just bring it up” I said turning away.

“I’m afraid that I cannot do that” he said with a smile “come look.”

We walked to the driveway and there was a brand new Ford F150 extended cab charcoal gray with camper shell sitting in my driveway.

I could not believe it. I blinked and looked again. “Whose is this?”

“It’s yours compliments of Katherine McDonald.” He held out the clipboard. “Please sign for delivery. Insurance info is in the console and paid for one year.”

“Wow” was all I could say as I took the clipboard and signed.

“I could show you some things about it” offered.


He opened up the doors. Front and back doors, although the back ones were half door, yet it had a bench seat in the back. “It has a six disc cd changer, a 360 V8 engine, real spare tire, and a nice stereo system.”

He showed the tilt wheel and power driver seat. The seats were leather with heaters. Nice. Tint, map lights, loaded.

He showed how the dash controls worked. They were very similar to the Ranger.

“This is really nice” I said.

He showed the camper shell had vents and one on top; how it bolted down and it could be removed. He gave a tour of the engine compartment and the oil dipstick, windshield washer, anti-freeze container, power steering and brake fluid reservoirs.

“Here are the keys, two sets” he gave them to me. “You have a three year, 36,000 mile extended warranty in addition to the 12,000 mile 12 month factory warranty. It is bumper to bumper and covers everything except oil changes, tires, and brakes. Tires are guaranteed through the manufacturer. You also have two twenty gallon gas tanks. She must really like you.”

I nodded “I’m quite sure you’re right.”

He gave me his card “call me if you need anything or questions or service needs. I’ll take care of it.”

I shook his hand “you’re the salesman?”

He nodded “yes.”

“She paid full list for this, didn’t she?”

He nodded “this was my first sale. It was my first day and she just walked in and the others blew her off and she told me what she wanted, and I gave her the price, and she wrote the check and said ‘this is for the man I love’.”

He continued “you’re a lucky man.”

“I am indeed.”

He stepped into a waiting truck and waved “have fun on your camping trip.”

I waved and smiled.

This time next Friday, we’ll be camping I thought as I went inside to call Kathy.

“We’re gonna go grocery shopping tomorrow” I said “in the new pickup.”

“OH! You got it? How do you like it?”

“I LOVE it!” I exclaimed “it’s perfect! When we go camping I’m going to be on you like a bee on honey. Thank you punkin!”

She chuckled “you’re so welcome, lover.”

She went on “the girls will be so excited to ride in a new truck.”

“I’ll pick you all up when?” I asked.

“About ten tomorrow” she answered.

“About ten it will be” I said “as I will jog and mow the yard in the morning.”

I went back outside and took the truck for a spin around town. To my brother’s. Both were impressed.

“Wow, she must really like you, but I could see that the way she looked at you when we were over” Marie said.

“Get the boys and get in and we’ll all go.” I said.

Their boys ran out and hopped in “Wow uncle Glenn. This is cool.”

A nice spin around for fifteen minutes in the waning minutes of sunset.

I dropped them off and went home.

I had to clean the ‘shelf’ off in the garage so I could pull the new truck all the way to the wall. It had inches to spare closing the door, but it fit.

I got up and went jogging, then quick showered, and then mowed the yard when the sun came up. I’m sure the neighbors hated me for running the mower at 7:30. heh heh

I drove to Kathy’s early as usual, and the girls came bounding out of the apartment, and I opened the back doors and strapped them in. They both had hugs and kisses for me. Kathy held back, however.

“You wait until Tuesday” she said. Things will be different.”

So we went shopping. “Did you bring your lists?” I asked them and we followed their lists and mine to pick up everything grocery wise for our trip. We returned to my house to unload.

“Now, we’re gonna go shopping for sleeping bags” I told them, and back into the truck we went to the mall where we picked up two sleeping bags for the girls.

I told Kathy “I ordered one for you…just like mine for tall people” and then I whispered to her “they zip together.”

“I don’t know how long I can hold back from crawling all over you” she said poking me in the side.

“Are you and Glenn having secrets mom” asked Deedee “’cause you said secrets were bad.”

“It’s a secret now, but it won’t be later” she told her, and we pressed on.

We picked up a Coleman camp stove dual burner dual fuel and a Coleman lantern with 3 gallons of white gas. We also picked up thick foam pads for sleeping on. Flashlights were in order with extra batteries. We picked up an extra ice chest…for backup.

“OK” I said “let’s check out list and see what else we need.”

The brought out theirs and both of them said “we don’t have a tent.”

“Then we must find one. I think the tent section is over there” and I pointed and the two kids tore off that direction.

Kathy and I managed a quick kiss here and there on our way to the tent area and the girls had already found one they wanted.

It was nice. It slept six. It was a Coleman product which said a lot. It had a very heavy tarp and the floor went up six inches on the sides. It was an external pole which was nice. It had a high peak and like two little bedrooms on each side with a central living area. And, it was on sale. I could stand up inside which was very cool given my six foot height.

I nodded with approval bringing cheers from the girls.

“Pay attention to how the poles are put together because we’re going to have a test setup when we get home to my house.

We were done so we headed back to my house.

When we arrived I said “we start now with our practice set up.”

The girls cheered and Kathy nodded in agreement.

We unloaded and left most of the stuff in the laundry room, but took the tent to the back and set it up with Kathy reading the instructions. It tool less than half hour and we all walked through making plans on how to stock it and where we would sleep.

Then we disassembled and put it away into the bag which held all if we packed it right.

“That is why we practice” I said. “Good job all.”

“What now?” the girls asked.

“Let’s go to the Roadhouse for dinner” I said.

“You cost a fortune” Kathy told me as we got back into the truck.

“Yeah, but I wasn’t ready to say good-byes yet.”

She smiled.

We had our dinner and dragged it out as long as we could, and I took them home.

“Can’t wait until Tuesday” Kathy said as we unloaded the girls. They were dog tired after the day shopping.

“Me neither” I said as I kissed the girls goodnight and hugs. They were bushed.

“I don’t think you’re going to have any problems putting them down tonight” as I gave her a brief hug.

“I’ll call later” she said.

I watched her go inside, and when I got into my truck someone approached me from the street.

“Hey mister.”

I turned and it was Kathy’s ex.


“You been seeing my wife?”


He didn’t expect that. “What are you trying to do?”

“As soon as you’re divorce is final, I’m going to marry her.”

He gulped. “That soon, huh?”

“Well, not quite but soon.”

“Where did you get that truck?”

“I have a job. Do you?”

He sighed. “Don’t take my kids from me.”

“You will always be their father. I cannot take that from you.”

“Thank you” and he walked away.

I watched him get into a car, and drive away.

I went to Kathy’s door and knocked.
“Who is it?”


She opened and I said “I just had words with dickhead. He didn’t seem angry or aggressive, and I watched him drive away. Just letting you know. Be sure you lock tight.”

“OK” she said “I want to hold you so bad.”

“Tuesday we can rock and roll. Enjoy your quiet time, because it’s almost over” I whispered.

“I will see you Tuesday after I get my judgment” she whispered back.

She closed and locked and I left.

Kathy called the next morning with no news about dickhead.

Tuesday evening, I got had visitors at the door and it was all the girls. They burst in all hugging me, Kathy included some long kisses while the girls just hugged my legs.

We had dinner, and they had to leave.

“Just remember” I said “two more days and we’re off to camping.”

I picked them up at their house at nine on Friday.

We loaded up the pickup with all the stuff.

The girls checked off stuff from all the lists.

“OK” I said “Glenn does not like to stop on road trips, so everybody goes to pee because it’s two and a half hours until we stop for gas.”

Kathy looked at me.

“We don’t need gas, but we’ll stop in George west and fill up and get out and stretch our legs. It’ll do us all good.”

We hit the road, and it was an easy trip. We stopped to fill the tank and the girls all ran to the restrooms to pee. I was able to maintain my manly ability to hold it.

The girls were good travelers. They did not sleep but were very curious about things outside on the trip which I answered the best I could.

We made it to Uvalde at two in the afternoon. We paid our camping admission and went inside. We had a map to our campsite.

When we got there, we unloaded the tent first, then set it up with better results than the first time. I added extra blankets in case it got colder than we figured.

We took a break and made sandwiches. We had a small table and stools to sit and eat. The girls were fascinated with all the surroundings.

The park was beautiful in October. There were other folks around riding bikes. Most that we encountered were friendly and waved if walking, or on bikes.

“I have to go to the bathroom” said Geena after lunch.

“OK let’s all go” I said “to the public bathroom. You three go inside and I’ll wait for you. When you’re done, you wait for me.”

When we finished I sat everyone down and said we have rules here when we’re camping.”

I looked at the girls.

“Rule number one” and I looked at them with every serious facial muscle I could muster “you two never, ever go anywhere alone. Never. You always take your mother or me with you, no matter what. Do you understand?”

They nodded.

“I need you to promise. Raise your right hands and promise to me and your mother.”

They raised their hands “we promise” they were both solemn.

“Rule number two, outside of the tent always wear shoes or flip flops. Never barefoot or sock foot.”

They nodded.

“OK let’s go have some fun!” I said. “Let’s go fishing.”

We all went to the lake shore. I only had three rods, but that would be plenty. I had rigged the rods at home so all I had to do was put the worms on and cast.

The girls all watched as I put on the worms with lots of ews and yucks.

I cast out Geena’s rig first “watch the bobber. If it goes under then yank it and you may have a fish. Then turn this to reel him in.”

It seemed easy enough. It wasn’t.

I cast Deedee’s line out next and told her same.

Then, I cast mine. Kathy watched as we did our respective bobbers.

I heard a scream after a few minutes and Geena went into the water. I dropped everything and ran over and jumped in after her and caught her, and brought her back to shore. She wasn’t very far out, but she was crying.

Kathy was trying to maintain as Deedee was pretty excited and upset too.

I brushed the hair from her face and asked softly “why are you crying?”

“I lost your fishing pole.”

“You caught one of the biggest fish in the lake” I started “he pulled you into the water and would have taken you to the bottom of the lake if you hadn’t let go and I caught you. Well done, fisherman…or fisher girl.”

She hugged me around my neck.

Kathy held out her hand “come on baby, let’s go change your clothes.”

“No, I want Glenn to.”

I told her “I need to watch your sister. You go on with your mom, OK please?”

She nodded and went with Kathy.

“What happened?” asked Deedee.

“Your sister hooked a really big fish and it pulled her off balance into the water. If she hadn’t of let go, she would have dragged to the bottom of the lake. It was probably a big catfish. He’s still out there, but now he has a whole fishing pole he’s swimming around with.”

I looked at her “maybe he’ll hook on your pole next…or mine. Let’s keep watch.”

She nodded with all seriousness.

I reeled my line in and the worm was gone.

I went to Deedee and hers was gone too.

“Aye, it’s a crafty fish” I said putting another worm on her line.

“I wanna cast” she said, and I let her and she did just fine.

I cast mine out too and we waited as Kathy and Geena returned.

“Are you ready for another try?” I asked Geena.

She shook her head as she moved next to me.

“OK then you can help me watch my bobber.”

We waited, and I watched Deedee’s too.

Deedee’s bobber dunked.

“Look!” I pointed. “You got one! Keep your rod in the air and if the bobber goes under again, jerk your pole.”

It did and she jerked.

Now the line went crazy.

“You got him!” I said hold steady with your left hand and reel with your right until he gets to shore, then drag him onto shore.”

“Dad! Your line is bending” yelled Geena.

Sure enough, my rod had one too.

“Do you want to take it this time?” I gave her the rod.

“Hold with your left hand and reel with your right. Now when it gets to shore, just back up and drag it up here by us.”

Both girls were yelling and screaming with excitement.

They were each doing well on reeling in and Geena’s fish arrive first and she walked away from the shore and dragged the poor little bass onto dry ground.

“Look Geena! It’s a little black bass! Well done girl!”

She lay down her rod and ran over the the fish as I held it up. Kathy took a picture.

“You hold it” I said giving it to her “Let your mom take a picture.” Perfect.

Then Deedee brought hers ashore as it was slightly bigger, but still too small to eat.

I did same held it to her and Kathy took a picture. “You girls hold your fish and get on either side of Glenn. I’ll take one of the three of you together.” They repositioned and Kathy took a couple of perfect shots of the three of us.

We had not noticed but a man had approached wearing a uniform. “Looks like you all had some luck today.” It was the Park Ranger. “I’ll need to see fishing licenses for those two girls.”

The girls looked in horror as did their mom.

I pulled out my wallet, and pulled four licenses, giving him two.

He looked at them and asked “which one of you is Deedee?”

Deeded raised her hand.

“And you must be Geena” she looked at her smiling.

“Is this your first fishing trip, girls?”

They both nodded smiling.

Deedee said “Dad helped us”

He handed the licenses back to me and Geena shouted “I caught a big one and he pulled me into the water but daddy saved me.”

He looked at me “pulled her in right off the bank.”

He knelt down and motioned for them to come over as they did “that was probably Old Sam. He’s the oldest, biggest, and smartest catfish in this lake. He took your whole pole?”

Geena nodded eagerly.

“Good job, girls. Maybe someone will catch him now.” He tipped his hat “thank you for obeying the law…and you have to return those two black bass because they’re too small.” He looked at Kathy “Ma’am” and left.

I unhooked the two fish and put them back into the lake “now they can grow to be big fish” I said and the girls watched.

It was beginning to get dark “we need to get back to camp and start dinner” I said “tonight is taco night.”

We reeled everything in and hiked back to camp where we set up for the evening.

They all watched as I started a fire with the rocks holding the grate for heating. The girls helped prepare the food. There was already cooked ground beef with a taco season, grated cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, and picante sauce with beans. There was crunchy taco shells and soft flour tortillas.

We were all hungry, and ate accordingly. There was plenty and the kids ate like animals.

We made a last run to the public bathroom where we had to wait as others had the same idea.

They returned to camp while I went.

When I returned, there was a man standing at my campfire and the girls were being held by their mom.

I picked up a bat sized log and came behind him swinging.

He heard me coming and ducked “I meant nothing mister.”

“Then you won’t mind leaving now” I yelled moving towards him.

He took off without saying a word.

“Everybody OK” I said calmly.

The girls nodded then ran to me.

“What did he say?” I asked to no one in general.

“He asked if we were alone” Kathy said.

“He also said we were all cute” said Deedee.

“OK” I said matter of fact “he’s gone now. Nothing to worry about now.

I sat in my chair at the fire and the two little ones climbed into my lap.

“Oh my goodness” I said “I don’t know if I’m strong enough to hold the both of you.”

They snuggled closer. “We were scared” Geena said.

“That man was a bully” I said. “Do you know what a bully is?”

They nodded.

“Sometimes all you gotta do to a bully is stand up to him. Bullys are chickenshit cowards. Can you say that? Chickenshit cowards.”

Geena went first with a little giggle “chickenshit cowards.”

Deedee too, not to be outdone “chickenshit cowards.”

“There you go” I said, “don’t ever say that again.” They still stayed in my lap, and gave them both a kiss on the forehead.

“How about we make some S’mores?” I said.

“Yeah” said Deedee.

“Will someone get the stuff? Because I have two beautiful girls glued to my torso.”

Kathy stood up, and the girls went to help her gather the necessities.

Now we had coat hangers straightened out, large marshmellows, and Hershey bars. It’s tricky but all had chances to make S’mores. I ended up being the S’more master and the rest just burned the marshmellows…and they weren’t bad by themselves.

It got really late before the girls wound down, and we hit the tent. It was getting chilly even by the fire which prompted us to get inside.

I had changed into cutoff jeans, but removed my socks. Kathy removed all except her bra and panties and the girls were shocked at first.

“If you sleep in your clothes, you will be cold” I said to them “change into your nightie if you want or just panties. You will be warmer. Trust me, I was a Boy Scout and if it’s cold out, you do not sleep in your day clothes.”

The girls stripped and got into their sleeping bags with our supervision. I zipped the door shut. We all had bottles of water in case we got thirsty, and Kathy and I did not zip our bags together but snuggled nicely. We were all tired.

The girls crashed right out, and Kathy and I made out and groped for a while but mutually agreed we were very tired.

Sometime in the night, Geena came over to me “Dad, I’m scared.”

I pulled her between Kathy and I, and pulled out one of the emergency blankets, and covered her. She dropped right back to sleep.

Later, I heard “Glenn, I have to go to the bathroom.”
I got up, grabbed some TP, put on flip flops, picked her up, and took her outside.

We went to a close by tree.

I sat her on my lap as I squatted, leaning against the tree, and pulled her panties off.

“Go ahead and go” I said calmly.

She peed a lot. I gave her paper, and she finished.

“Just leave it there” I said, “we’ll get it in our trash tomorrow.”

I took her back to the tent, and she dragged her sleeping bag next to me.

“Where’s Geena?” she asked sleepily.

“Between me and your mom. She was scared.”

“Are you going to marry my mom?”



“Soon. We had to wait until the divorce was final. And we wanted to see if you and your sister liked me.”

“We love you.”

“I know. And I love you too.”

She moved closer to me. “I’m gonna go to sleep now.”

I leaned over and kissed her forehead. “G’night baby.”

A little while later she said “I’m scared, daddy.”

“Come on in with me” I said, opening my bag.

She climbed in and went right to sleep as I zipped her up next to me.

I lay on my back and held both my new girls.

We all slept soundly after that.

It was cold in the morning, but all were warm as long as we stayed where we were.

“OK people!” I said moving around and trying to climb out of my bag. “It’s chilly and we have to get moving to make breakfast! So let’s get going with some exercises like a little boog a loo shang a lang arm stuff and some leg kick to get us warming up while dad starts the fire! Wahoo! Let’s go!”

I climbed out, forcing Deedee out too. She seemed embarrassed. Geena moved slowly.

“My stuff’s in the truck” Deedee said.

I turned to her “this is camping sweetie. Get dressed with your stuff you wore yesterday, and go to the truck and get your overnight bag and put on clean clothes if you really need them.”

I exited and worked on the fire with new oak and some kindling. No one seemed to care, so I proceeded without them.

In twenty minutes, I had a good hot fire going, and all the girls came out.

I started cooking bacon with load after load in the cast iron skillet, while the griddle heated for the pancakes.

The girls went to the public bathroom.

We had premixed pancake batter from scratch, and I had several ready when they returned with lots of bacon.

Butter melted and real maple syrup brought smiles to all.

“So what happened in the tent last night?” asked Kathy. It seemed innocent. “Never heard a thing.”

“First, Geena came up saying she was scared so I put her between you and I with the emergency blanket and she went right back to sleep. A little while later, Deedee woke up saying she had to go to the bathroom and I took her to the closest tree, squatted down, put her in my lap, and let her pee. She cleaned up, and we came back to tent where she moved her sleeping bag next to mine, then later said she was scared and let her into my bag. Why?”

“Because that’s what dads do” she said with a huge smile. “Was there anything else?”

“Deedee asked me if you and I were going to be married. I told her yes, and that you and I wanted to see if the girls liked me first.”

Kathy looked very pleased “I’d say you passed that test.”

“What if there was an emergency, and you’re totally zonked?” I then asked.

“You were there” she replied with a confident smile.

Everyone ate well. The pancakes were a hit, and we ate a whole pound of bacon. We drank almost the whole jug of OJ as well.

We cleaned up the breakfast dishes, collected trash, and put it away.

“What now daddy?” asked Geena.

I stretched and yawned “I’m ready for a nap.”

The girls both groaned loudly with disappointment.

I laughed “had you going didn’t I? How about a hike? I think I saw a bird trail on the way in.”

“Yeah! Yeah” they agreed enthusiastically.

“OK I’ll take my big pack back and we’ll put our stuff in there that we might need for our hike.”

“Like what?”

I pulled out the pack from the truck and Kathy came up behind me “that guy is back. The one from last night? He’s across the street watching us.”

I dug my digital camera from the pack, turned it on and told her “I’m gonna take a pic of him over your shoulder. Hold still.”

Good thing she was tall as I put the camera on her shoulder and zoomed perfectly on the pervert and got a shot of him.

“That’s good” I said, putting away the camera, grabbing the pack, and locking the truck. “Don’t say nothing to the girls.”

She nodded and we returned to the site, just a few feet away.

“OK, we need four bottles of water” they scrambled to retrieve them. “We’ll need to make a couple of sammiches. Mom, you’re in charge of that. We’ll need the first aid kit. Deedee, it’s in the tent…”

“I know where it is” and she ran off.

I called after her “I’ll need that little shovel too.”

“Geena, go bring me a roll of toilet paper please” and she ran off.

All the girls returned with their tasks completed.

“OK grab a few granola bars from our food supply, and someone find the skeeter repellent.”

The little ones ran off again.

I turned to Kathy with a little kiss “see how we can make them do chores? And they think it’s fun!”

Kathy laughed “I hope you can keep it up.”

“I’ll never change, but they will. Next year, we’ll have a teenager, and a couple more years, we’ll have two.”

She silent for a minute and said “I disagree. I don’t think we’ll have any problems with behavior.”

I turned and looked at her as the girls ran up “you know, you’re right.”

I pointed to the pack and the girls put their items in it.

“I have not heard as much as a harsh word between them since I met them. I have never heard them argue about anything or fight. They are like perfect princesses.”

They both just smiled.

“To be safe, let’s put all our food and supplies in the camper while we’re away. Everything goes into the truck except the tent.”

All grabbed something, loaded it and I locked it.

“OK, first stop is the ranger station.”

We took off down the street to the closest station, which was about half mile from our site.

When we got there, at the desk was the man to checked our licenses yesterday.

“Well looky who we got here” he said loudly “the fishing girls who hooked Ol’ Sam.”

With that, every ranger in place stood up to see the legends.

One of them walked over and asked the girls “what were you using for bait?”

Deedee answered “night crawlers with a bobber.”

He looked surprised “you got yourself a couple of real fishin’ magicians here” he chuckled.

The original ranger asked “what can we do for you today?”

I looked around taking out my camera, and pulling up the pic of the pervert “this guy was in our camp last night after dark. I was at the can, and when I returned the girls were all cowering together on the other side of the fire from him. I pulled out a big piece of firewood, and he ran off. This was taken about fifteen minutes ago at our campsite.”

I showed him the pic and gave him the cable to upload it to his PC. The other rangers crowded around.

“You know” he started as he downloading the pic “we’ve had several complaints of some weirdo lurking around, right guys?”

All agreed.

The pic came up and they all looked.

“I will print this and pass this to all rangers and send it to their phones. What all did he say?”

Kathy began “he appeared out of nowhere on the street side, walked into the firelight and said ‘look at all these cute girls’. Then he said ‘where’s your daddy?’ the girls ran to me and Glenn came up behind him what I would call ‘just in time’.”

“OK, sent. All of the rangers here now have is pic and the message says if spotted, observe only. We can’t do anything to him unless he does something wrong.”

He stuck out his hand “name’s Mason.”

I shook his hand “Glenn, and that’s Kathy, and you know Deedee and Geena.”

He gave back the camera “thanks for the picture. That was a good idea you had. I see you’re going hiking. Which trail were you gonna take?”

“I never been here before so we were just going to the bird trail.”

“I would take the next one down, called simply The Nature Trail. It has some really beautiful views of the park and the lake, and it’s less traveled. A word to the wise though. There’s a front coming in anytime so don’t get caught too far out. Call if you get stuck.”

“Thanks” I said “we’ll do that. Thanks for your help.”

“Check with me before you leave the park” he said as we walked out.

I just gave him a thumbs up.

It was getting windy.

“Well, let’s get going” I said “before it gets too cold.”

“Do you think it’s wise to go with the weather moving in?”

“We probably have a little while before we get anything bad” I answered, pulling out my binoculars looking northward, then passing to Kathy.

“We can some hiking time in for maybe fifteen minutes or so. C’mon. It’ll be fun.” I motioned and all followed down the road.

“Remember, we have to walk up the road after we get off the trail.”

“Noted” I said with a wink. The first view is just up ahead. We’ll take some pictures of you girls and then we’ll turn around and come back. Deal?”

She nodded and answered weakly “OK.”

“OK, let’s go back. Your mom is right. If we get caught on the trail when it rains, it will get very slippery and muddy with all the grass, rocks and sticks it could be dangerous. It’s better to be safe. Let’s go. We still have a mile or so to the tent. I’ll bet a pixy stick that it will be raining before we get to the tent.”

I pulled out waters and gave each girl a bottle.

“What’s a pixy stick, dad?” Geena asked.

As we headed back up the street I answered “it’s a type of candy. It’s like kool aid in a straw. You tear the end off, and pour it into your mouth. They have all flavors.”

“Do you have some?”
“Back at camp I do…all colors too.”

We walked abreast at a leisurely pace.

The wind blew a little stronger and it was definitely getting colder.

I pulled my poncho from my pack and donned it.

“See girls? Your mom was right. This was the right thing to do. We’ll get to camp just in time to change into some warm clothes, and put what we can into the tent before it rains.”

“Won’t we get wet in the tent?” Deedee asked.

“No, we’ll be fine. Did you notice how high up the floor of the tent went up the side? About six inches. It would have to rain a lot a lot a lot to get us wet. We’ll be safe, and dry and warm.”

She pulled closer to me.

We passed the ranger station, and they were closing shutters on the outside.

Some people were jogging past us.

I felt a sprinkle too. Then it poured.

I picked up Deedee, and Kathy grabbed Geena and we ran the rest of the way to camp. We piled under the fly which stayed relatively dry. I unzipped the door to see if there were any “trespassers” inside. Clear.

“OK, stay here and I’ll get our stuff from the truck.”

I ran over, unlocked the camper and pulled out the towels first and took them to the tent. “take off your shoes, go inside and change clothes. I’ll bring your bags next.”

I brought their travel bags with their clothes and went inside when I returned. I zipped up the door. “OK” out of your wet clothes and dry off, then on with your clean ones.”

The girls hesitated but Kathy pulled her clothes off to pure nakedness in one minute. They followed. I helped Geena dry off. She was shivering.

“OK sweet pea. What do you want to wear? Put your panties on first. Then your socks and jeans, and I bought you a brand new flannel shirt from LL Bean.”

I pulled my clothes bag out and withdrew three new flannel shirts.

Geena had hers on “it’s so warm.”

“Here’s yours Kathy” I handed it to her unbuttoned. I marveled at her massive breasts as she put the flannel on. I loved watching them bang together.

“Thank you so much” she said “When did you have time to do this?” She shook them for me, and I got hard.

“I was just lucky they arrived in time” I replied.

Deedee still had her towel wrapped around her though she was undressed.

“What’s the matter honey?” I asked.

Kathy answered “she’s…shy.”

“Oh. OK.”

I turned to face Kathy and we made love faces; licking lips, blowing kisses, and finally cracking up. We leaned into each other and kissed.

Geena wriggled in between us facing her mother.

“Get me your brush sweet pea, and I’ll brush your hair.”

She scampered off and returned with her brush. Kathy handed me some no more tangles spray bottle.

“This will help.”

I began to brush and Geena began talking.

“I can tell that my mom loves you.”

“Really? How can you know that?”

“Because she took all her clothes off and showed you her privates.”

“Is that the only way to tell?”

“No. I can tell that you love my mom too.”

“Aw come on. How do you know Sweet pea?”

“Because you hug her, and kiss her, and don’t yell at her.”

“I hug you, kiss you, and don’t yell at you or Deedee so that must mean I love you two also.”

She turned around with a cute warm smile, and I kissed her cheek.

“Deedee, come here baby and give me a hug on my neck please. I am missing hugs from you…”

I was cut off as she grabbed my neck, and hugged it.

“Oh thank you darlin’”

“You can turn around now” she said.

“Hand me the brush, and I’ll finish with her” Kathy said.

I turned around, and Deedee was buck naked.

“I want to show you my privates” she said “so you know that I love you.”

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to show your privates to anyone. I know you love me. They are yours and yours alone. Go ahead and put on your panties. Stand on your towel then put on socks. Jeans, then your new shirt. Put your towel by the door when you’re done to keep your socks dry.”

“Do you think my boobs will get to be as big as my mom’s?” she said admiring hers while she put her shirt on.

“I have no idea, punkin. It’s not always good to have big boobs or be very tall. I have many bumps on my head because I always bump into things; car trunk lids, car doors, short tents, and your mother would probably agree that having big boobs is not always a good thing.”

“That’s right” Kathy started “I wanted to be a ballerina, but when my boobs got so big, I had to stop dancing forever.”

“You, your sister and your mother have perfect bodies. You have beautiful bodies, beautiful hair, two eyes, arms, legs…some children are born with birth defects. Take care of the body you have, and you will be just fine when you grow up. Many would give much to have what you do.”

“Who”s hungry?” I said.

“ME me me” said both girls.

I opened the back pack and passed out our hiking snack which consisted of turkey sandwiches, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and baloney and cheese sandwiches. A few granola bars and pixie sticks for dessert…for the kids anyway.

The rain tapered off while we were eating, and we realized it had faded into lunchtime. I saw Geena stifle a yawn, and wondered if a nap might be in order while we waited for the park to dry out some.

The temps had dropped into the fifties, prompting me to dig out jackets, knowing it would probably hit the high forties overnight, and there would be a group snuggle.

It would be nice to have a fire though. Some of our firewood was actually in the pickup. Good thinking to bring some. Probably could sell it. We went outside to see what was going on.

There was a lot of walk by traffic now from both directions.

“I’m cold” said Geena folding her arms across her chest.

“Yeah, we’ll have to dig out the jackets” I said and headed to the camper, key in hand.

Out with the jackets and hats, and everyone was happy again.

“We must take off our shoes before going inside” I reminded them “or the inside will get all muddy.

“What if someone takes them?” asked Deedee.

“Good question. We take our shoes off outside, then put them all on a big towel inside.”

I sat down on my chair “Well, this is a bummer. We can’t go anywhere because it’s too wet. We could walk up and down the street, but we would have to keep moving out of the way for cars and all these other people. It’s too wet to build a fire, but we can build one later because be brought our own firewood. And to be truthful, I’m kinda tired. Why don’t we all go inside, take off our shoes, roll out our sleeping bags, get out the emergency blankets, lie on top of our sleeping bags, and take a group nap?”


“Even if we get to sleep right away, the longest we’ll nap will be a couple of hours. Then it will only be like 2:30. There’s plenty of time to build a fire and finish the day. Maybe it’ll dry enough to where we can go on a little hike. The fact is it’s too wet now to go anywhere except the street, and that doesn’t really appeal as fun to me.”

“K” was general unenthusiastic reply. We took off our shoes, and went inside, dragging our shoes keeping them just inside the door to one side. It was a good think we got the sleep six tent as the extra room really came in handy.

We unrolled our bags and laid them out. It was decided, after much discussion, that each girl was on either side of me, and Kathy got next to Geena on the outside. The girls snuggled next to me and conked right out.

Kathy whispered to me “I want to get you alone.”

“That’s not what this weekend was for.” I held up my hand with Deedee’s clutching it “this is why we’re here.”

Kathy reached across Geena and touched my cheek “I love you, you know.”

“And I you, baby.” I conked out too.

I don’t know what time it was when I awoke. It was still very daylight. I looked around, the others were still asleep except Deedee.

“Dad” she whispered “I have to go to the bathroom.”

“OK, let’s get up and go” I said as we threw off our blanket, and headed for the door to get our shoes.

I unzipped the door and we sat under the fly and put them on. I zipped the door back and went to the truck to put something between my backpack and my back; a machete…just in case. The truck clock said 4:30.

Deedee bounded towards me and we left to the bathroom. It was about 150 foot walk down the street. The pedestrian traffic had diminished quite a bit.

When we arrived I called to the bathroom “hello! Anyone in there?”

“Just me” a voice answered.

“you number one or number two?”

Pause “number two. Why?”

“I’m bringing in my little girl and she has to go number two also.”

“Fine with me.”

I took her hand and we entered, and went into the first stall.

I closed the door. “I’ll wait with you. Take all the time you need and we have our own toilet paper OK?”

She nodded OK as she pulled her jeans and panties down, and climbed on. It didn’t take long. I gave her paper and she cleaned up quickly. She flushed and I heard the door open. Someone else came in, and headed to the urinals.

She got her jeans on and buttoned up and I motioned if she was ready to go and she nodded. I unlocked and opened the stall door, and there he was in the corner. I pulled out the machete out from behind my backpack, and he ran out the door like a rabbit.

I led her outside and he was no where to be seen. I walked to the middle of the street, pulled out my phone and called the ranger station.

“Ranger station. Mason here”

“Mason, Glenn Adams. I just saw the perv at the restrooms.”

“OK. One of the guys followed him close there and lost him. He was inside?”

“Waiting for me and my daughter.”

“Damn. What happened then? I withdrew my 22 inch machete from my back pack.”

He laughed “hell, that’d scare me away too. Good thinking although some rangers might consider that carrying a concealed weapon.”

“It’s for cutting brush, Ranger.”

He laughed again “you got answers for everything. Go on back to camp and I’ll be sure to have your site watched.”

“I’m already on my way. We’re gonna build a big fire this evening.”

“Great idea! That will give us a chance to have someone lurking incognito. Don’t worry, we’ll catch the bastard.”

“Thanks Mason” and I hung up.

Deedee was still clutching my hand.

“Are they gonna catch that man, daddy?”

“They will, and we’re going to help them.”

“Deedee, what’s your middle name.”

“My real name is Diedra Diane so my mom calls me Deedee for the two d’s.”

I was impressed “that is so cool” I said “I always wished I had a nickname.”

We arrived at camp and Kathy was outside, looking worried.

“Everything all right?” I asked.

She nodded Geena is just getting up. Where have you two been?”

“To the bathroom” I replied.

“We saw the bad guy again and daddy pulled out a big knife and the bad guy ran away” Deedee blurted out.

“I called ranger Mason. They had been following him and lost him by the restrooms. He said he would have some rangers watch our camp until they catch him. Meanwhile, we’re gonna build a fire and have a cookout.”

“Keep Geena within arm’s reach, and I’ll do same with Deedee. The camp stools are in the camper. Here is the key, and leave it open as that is where our firewood is. Deedee will help me build the fire. We’ll need the big pot, and the bag of beans from the ice chest, and those two cans of Ranch Style Beans. We’ll put those all in the pot. Maybe some passersby will add beans to the pot as well.”
I started scraping the bottom of the fire pit. I used fatwood and cotton balls soaked with Vaseline to get the kindling going but first I had to chop kindling with the hatchet. I lined the bottom with rocks so the wood would not be directly on the wet earth. A few well placed lit cotton balls with fatwood on them had a good start when I put the oak kindling on, then the larger sticks and finally, the logs.

Just in time, the fire was roaring when it got dark.

I constantly check on my girls. We put the grate over half the pit for the bean pot, and the rest was open.

Many people stopped and chatted and warmed up. Some brought weenies and roasted them. A few folks brought beans and we added them to the pot serving a bowl to whomever wanted.

One guy brought some beers “Oh thanks very much” I told him “I’ll have to pass for now…but if you save one, I’ll have it later.”

“Just take it and put it on your ice chest” he offered me an ice cold Shiner Bock.

“Thanks friend” I told him.

As he walked away “great beans!”

I looked around for my girls. All present and accounted for. Deedee stayed close to me; usually holding me somewhere.

I added the bigger logs, and we had ourselves a roaring fire. The beans were gone and the crowd dwindled some. A few stuck around to keep warm. Kathy was quite the conversationalist and I overheard bits and pieces of others in the medical profession.

I too met folks in the copier business and dirt bikers. The girls made some friends, but we kept them close to us. I saw one ranger. His jacket opened up and I saw his Glock. He had brought a can of beans earlier in the evening. If there were more, I did not see them.

It got later, and soon everyone had left.

The fire burned brightly. I avoided looking at the fire, and looked at the shadows. Was there something back there? I walked around the site with my back to the fire watching the dark.

I knew he was out there. How would he do it? He couldn’t possibly he could overtake me alone…alone. That was it. He would have a partner. I laid my machete down on the rock wall around the fire and let the blade hang in the flames.

I checked my back up; a K-bar knife in a sideways sheath in the back of my belt. I took Deedee to her mom and told her to stay put as they were between the fire and the street. They were all scared.

I figured they would come from behind the tent.

And maybe one guy from the street. No doubt there were rangers all over.

There were loud pops down the road a few yards.

‘A distraction’ I thought.

Sure enough, here they came from behind the tent; three of them.

At least I am between the girls and them.

One sidekick had a bat, the other had some kind of a knife.

They edged out into the light.

I moved to the firepit next to my now red hot tipped machete.

“Well, Mr. Pervert. You just cannot stay away from my family today, can you? How shall we settle this?”

“After we kill you, we’re going to have our way with the girls and your wife.”

“There’s just one problem with your plan because you ain’t gonna touch any of my girls” as I pulled the red hot tipped machete off the firepit.
“What’s that?”

“Not what, who? Me.”

I waved the glowing blade through the air “I’d bet that none of you will get past this firepit. How about you Mr. Baseball? Wanna take a shot?”

He walked around the pit to his left and swung at me. I ducked and put my my red hot machete tip on his pants and they burst into flames.

I stood up and went the same way he came, swinging my machete. Mr Pervert had his mouth open with fear when my blade touched him and he too burst into flames. The third guy ran back into the darkness, when half dozen spotlights and flashlight turned on. I dropped the machete on the fire pit and dragged my ice chest to the screaming men and poured the melted ice on their flames, putting them both out.

Mason and crew went for the men, and his crew pulled the other from the darkness.

The girls all ran to me. They did not let go and they were all crying.

I hear the rangers arrest the three for aggravated assault. I heard the cuffs zip shut on them and they were screaming in pain.

“Shut up you bunch of pussies” I heard a ranger yell at them. “You got slightly more than sunburns on your legs.”

“How did you know how to do that?” Mason quizzed me.

“I saw this movie once with …”

“Orlando Bloom. Yeah he shoved a red hot sword into the priest.”

“Yeah” I said “spontaneous combustion. Science. I love it.”

He chuckled “you all did a great service catching these guys. Thank you for your help.” he handed me the Shiner Bock. “You deserve this friend.”

“I’ll take it my friend” and I opened and took a huge slug and handed it to Kathy. She took a long drag herself.

A crowd gathered in the street.

It had gotten colder.

The girls stopped crying and huddled closer.

“You folks need some legal help?” a voice from the street.

“Hey Mason, can these folks come in?”

“Naw, this is a crime scene but you can go to them if you like.”

We all got up and went hand in hand to the crowd, which were concerned people. We just told them that we had been attacked by three child molesters and that I had stopped them. The attorney was the same guy that offered the beer.

I told them that Mr. Pervert had accosted the girls last night while I was at the can and when I came at him with the log, he ran like

“what girls?”

“chickenshit coward” the girls said in unison.

Half the crowd ohh and aww the others laughed.

The attorney gave me his card “if you need anything ever, call me.”

I looked at the card and gave him one of mine. “I think you guys have branch in McAllen, right?” I asked him.

“Yeah, we do.”

“Do you know Gary?”

“Oh yeah, so you service them? Great! Call if you need anything.”

“Thanks” I said.

The little ones clung to me, now half asleep.

Folks were concerned and offered food since we had fed the 10,000 earlier.

The girls just dug into me harder and said nothing.

The rangers had removed the perverts from the scene.

“Come on girls” I said, let’s go back and warm up before bed.

The fire was now dying down.

We stood around the firepit.

Mason walked up “We’re gonna wrap this up for tonight. We may see you in the morning before you leave. I think everything is justifiable and you won’t have to worry about any legal issues.” He held out his hand to me “thanks for your help” I shook his hand and he did same to Kathy, Deedee, and Geena.

“G’night folks” he said as he tipped his hat and left.

“Let’s go so sleep…after we pee” I said.

Moans and groans.

“OK people, I’m tellin’ ya that if you don’t pee now, you’re gonna either wake me up in a few hours to pee or you’re gonna pee in your sleeping bags. Let’s go. We’ll all go together.”

Well that went over better and we headed to the bathrooms without incident.

We took off shoes, brought them inside, and zipped the door shut.

I took my shirt off, and put my cutoff jeans on.

Kathy stripped down to her panties, but the girls were getting in their bags clothed.

“Girls, I would never lie to you. If you go to your bag with your clothes on you will be cold all night. Take off your jeans and shirts. It will be cold at first but you will warm up in a few minutes.”

They groggily undressed, and climbed into their bags. Deedee wanted to be in the middle with Geena.


We slept like logs…for a little while.

Deedee got cold. “Daddy, put me in with you. I’m too cold.” She climbed into my bag and right back to sleep.

The sun came up bright and clear…and cold. We were all like polar bears with our noses just sticking out.

Oh man, dad’s job sometimes never ceases to get easier.

“OK girls. It’s time to get up and get moving.”

Moans and groans and fake moves.

“Dad is getting up to make his famous biscuits with butter, sausage patties, and either gravy or grape jelly. I will give them to whomever is here when they are ready. If you are hungry you will get up and make an appearance at breakfast. And next time you camp out in the cold weather, it’s probably a good idea to put your blue jeans in your sleeping bag so they will be warm when you put the on the next day. That is all.”

I grabbed my jeans from my bag and changed into them.

New T-shirt.

Finish up and shoes on when outside.

Cold. Mid forties. Breathing steam.

Right to firepit and open camper to get out charcoal. Yes best for dutch oven cooking. Used Chimney starter for X amount charcoal briquettes and cut oak kindling for frying sausage.

Two fires. Coffee too. C’mon oak fire with the grid.

The dutch oven uses X amount of briquettes on the bottom and top. The trick is to get them all with the gray ash.

The oak fire was kicking up and I decided to do the coffee first, even though too hot.

It was OK had passersby asking for hot coffee.

No movement from inside tent yet, and I started second pot of coffee with griddle with sausages.

Charcoal was almost ready. Biscuit dough was ready in dutch oven…waiting for fire.

No movement from tent.

Charcoal ready. Placed fifteen briquettes on bottom and thirty on top. Now wait fifteen minutes.

Cooked all sausage on griddle. Nice.

Third cup of coffee. Getting wired now.

Finally a zip from the tent. Out pokes Kathy.
“Anything wrong?” I asked.

She shook her head “cold.”

“You know what? This is camping in the winter. And camping in the winter is a whole lot better than camping in the summer. Breakfast is ready. Come and get it or get nothing. No mercy.”

The biscuits were beautiful. Just golden brown when I pulled them out and smothered mine with butter and gravy and a sausage patty.

Someone came up and I said “help yourself.” then I said very loudly “have a biscuit, sausage patty and gravy or jelly before they’re gone!”

I was speaking to the tent and I explained “the biscuits have to come out of the dutch oven when they’re done or they’ll burn so they are getting colder every second. Take one…take two.”

The door unzipped and Geena poked her head out “don’t give it all away daddy! Please!”

“then you better come and get it now. I’m done eating. The biscuits are cold.”

She started to cry right there.

I found my heart melting, but I stayed my ground and said nothing.

She came out up to the firepit, along with Kathy and Deedee, and they stood there.

“The biscuits are there, the sausage is there, jelly, butter, and gravy. The last cup of coffee is there.” I pointed to all. They got plates and dished up.

When they sat down, I got up and cleaned up my mess; plate, cup, dutch oven griddle. I poured them the last of the OJ.

I went into the tent and folded and rolled up my bag and a couple of the foam pads, and threw them into the truck.

I pooled all the towels into plastic bags while they ate.

I packed the truck with everything I could that did not involve their stuff.

Their breakfast seemed to drag on longer than necessary, although I heard no talking.

I seemed to find stuff to do, and when they were finished eating Kathy asked “where do the leftovers go?”

“In the trash” I answered.

“Then what do we do?” asked Kathy.

“Roll up your bags and your pad, and throw them into the truck and we’ll take down the tent and leave.” I made it sound so final.

Which it was.

The girls had trouble rolling their bags, but they did it and emptied the tent.

We took it down, and packed it back into the bag and left. The air was somber.

I stopped at the ranger station as per Mason’s orders.

“Hey Glenn.” we shook hands. “How’s everyone?”

“Seem to be OK” I answered.

“We got those guys locked up and you are free and clear to go. Tell the girls I will look forward to seeing them again.”

“I’ll tell them Mason. Thanks for all your help and support” I waved as I left.

The girls had not spoken a word to me today.

We drove away from the park and exited.

I punched it up to 75 and set the cruise.

“It’s a little fast” Kathy said after a few miles.

I pulled off the road, got out, grabbed my backpack and said “keep it.” I turned, crossed the road and walked away. I climbed the fence and took off across a brushy field.

She sat there for too long to chase me until she realized I was gone. I heard the girls screaming.

I pressed eastward towards highway 173 which I knew would take me north to my dad’s place. It took me couple days but I got there.

He was surprised to see me, as his wife did not like surprise visitors. All I asked was a bed for the night and a ride to the bus station in the morning.

I arrived in McAllen the day after, and called my boss. They sent a driver for me and took me home.

I called the boss and asked for my two weeks vacation as it was an emergency, and they allowed it.

When I got home, my answer machine was full of messages from Kathy and the girls.

I packed and planned to leave the next day for two weeks to my friends in Austin.

Kathy showed up with the girls that evening. I was surprised, and broke down and cried as I hugged all of them telling them I was sorry. They all hugged and kissed me asking what they did to make me mad and that made me cry harder.

“Daddy, why were you mad at me?” said Geena.

“Oh baby I wasn’t mad at you.” I told her “I wasn’t mad at any of you perfect girls” I continued “ I was very mad at myself.”
“For what?” Kathy was very interested.

“For putting all of you in that position. Going to that park was my call and all of you were put in danger because of me.”

“Yes, but you saved us all” Geena said and she ran to me me and hugged me as did Deedee.

“Oh daddy, I have missed you so” said Deedee. She was crying “please promise me that you will never leave us again.”

I was actively crying now “girls, I promise I will never leave again.”

We all cried together in my living room.

“I don’t want to be without you any more, daddy” said Geena.

I stood up and raised my hand “I am going to quit my job, and from now on, I will pick both of you up from school…every day. I will take you to school, every day. I will help you with your homework…every day. My new job will to take care of my precious baby girls.”

“And I will ask your mom to marry me because I realize how much I love her.”

Kathy smiled, and pulled me to her and kissed me hard and long while the girls cheered.

“Your mom and I will be married, and we will buy a bigger house. Meanwhile, we will do he best we can with what we have.”

I continued “I don’t ever again want to be without my favorite girls for the rest of my life.”

Group hug with Kathy crying.
We all calmed down, and sat down on the couch. The girls surrounded me.

“We will need to buy a bigger house than this. A four bedroom at least, maybe five.”
I sat on the couch and they piled into my lap, and Kathy nestled against me, and we just sat there for a very long time…together.

“Won’t you come home with us tonight?” Kathy asked.

“Absolutely” I said, and we got in the car and went to her place.

It was still early, and I showered and put on clean clothes that were in my pack. Kathy ordered pizza, and the girls were overjoyed that I ate with them.

“Where will you sleep, daddy?” asked Deedee.

“Wherever your mom lets me” I replied, taking a bite.

“With me me me!” chattered Geena, then Deedee chimed in too.

“I need to call my boss” I said, and it got quiet. “I’ll wait until after dinner.”

“What will you tell him?” Kathy asked.

“I will ask that I want to change my two weeks vacation to giving notice to terminate my employment, and if they want me to, I will work the two weeks to be fair to them.”

“What will you tell him if he asks you why?”

“I will tell him that I have fallen in love with the most wonderful woman and her children, and they have fallen in love with me, and that I want to spend the rest of my life with them every minute that I possibly can.”

She gave me a warm smile.

“Now” I began “I am going to suggest something, and I want mull it around before you answer. I think we should go shopping for a ring for you tomorrow. When we get the ring, I will propose, and if your answer is yes, then I say we just get our license and go to a JP or a judge and get married. Of course, we’ll bring the girls. Another suggestion; why not ask Mr Ex if he would sign away all his parental rights if you give him a potful of cash? Then I can adopt them, and they would really be mine. That would save him from paying child support too.”

“Next, when I quit working, I will have to sell my house. I furthermore suggest that we begin looking for a house for the four of us. We will need to decide what furniture we keep, and which we will sell or donate. I would like to keep my piano and the grandfather clock…the rest I could do without. I would like to keep my motorcycles as well, and all my shop items.”

“Glenn darling, we already function as a family. We don’t need a big house to be a family. Why can’t we just move to your house? It’s plenty big for what we need.”

“That wouldn’t bother you? To be in my house?”

“We don’t have any furniture. This place is furnished. Ex got the house and furniture, although I don’t know how me makes the mortgage now that he’s out of a job and I no longer support him. I don’t care about that stuff anyway. He can have it. I got my children, and that’s all I wanted. I will marry you whenever you ask me and the answer will always be yes. Yes, I would like to have the girls with us when we get married. I like your house. The kitchen is huge, and I know that’s important to you. We’ll have to work something out about the garage arrangements, as we have too many vehicles for that garage. Your house is perfect. It’s cozy and warm. I like the idea of the parental rights. He would probably go for that. You would fill my heart with more joy if you adopted my girls. If you need to work the last two weeks at your company, that’s fine too as that’s the right thing to do. I will miss you doing service calls on our equipment, and I know who your back up is, and if that gets to be a big problem, we will go with different equipment. What I told you about my inheritance still stands. I will share it with you, giving you full access to it. If you really want a big house, we’ll get a big house. I will see that you are well taken care of in many ways. Many ways.”

Her eyes diverted to the girls. The were mesmerized by our conversation. Their own eyes went from Kathy to me, depending on who spoke. They stopped eating, and chewing. They were processing every word. Geena even still had her hand on her glass of milk.

“OK girls, finish your dinner. It’s probably getting close to bath time.”

They awoke from their mutual trance, and took another bite of their pizza, now colder I’m sure.

“I’m done” said Deedee putting what was left of her slice on her plate.

“Me too” said Geena.

They both got up and emptied their plates into the trash and put the plates in the sink.

“All right then, bath time” said Kathy, and they took off to take care of that.

Kathy said to me “you can go to my room and wait, if you like. I’ll take care of you later.”

I went towards her room and the girls called out “we want Glenn to give us our bath…please please.”

I kept heading to the bedroom and Kathy called to me “your presence is requested here, Glenn Please.”

I went to where the noise was and the girls were already in the tub with some bubble bath.

“Just wet the washcloth with soapy water and wash them front and back, drain the tub, and dry them. Try to keep their hair dry.”

“You sure?” I asked.

“They wanted you.”

The girls cheered when I entered.

So, I bathed them. It wasn’t hard to do as they were very cooperative. Stand up still and wash front back sides, underarms, OK done. Next and so forth. The last one bathed gets rinsed and pulls the drain and steps out to get dried while the other waits in the tub. Get dry put on nightie. Be sure and pee. Take them to their rooms. First to Geena’s room where we all kneel and say prayers. I tuck in Geena and kiss good night. Leave door cracked with hall light on.

Next to Deedee’s room, and tuck her in and kiss good night.

“When you left mommy cried and cried and cried.”

“So did I” I answered softly.

I kissed her forehead “that will never ever happen again.”

She smiled and turned over “I love you daddy.”

“Good night sweet darlin’.”

Skip to bedroom…

Kathy was in bed when I entered her room. I closed the door.

I began to undress, and noticed she had something in her hand.

“Hello gorgeous” I said “I have waited for this for quite a while. Whatcha got there?”

“this is a personal dildo. I want you to use it on me” she seemed embarrassed.

“Is is a vibrator?” I asked.

“No, just a big rubber dick.”

“Have you used it?”

“Just once but I thought it was stupid. I thought it might be more fun if you used it on me.”

I was hard and got in beside her. She had a very sheer nightie that barely covered her bush.

I took the dildo and placed it on the head board, and pulled her to me.

We kissed for several minutes. She groped my cock, and put my hand on her bush an piddled with her clit. She was getting wet.

“I want to suck your tits” I whispered.

She got up to her knees and literally ripped her nightie off “it’s supposed to do that” and she fondled her breasts “come and get them” she had a sly smile.

I obeyed and sucked all I could. Her nipples got very erect and got bigger than I had seen. She moaned when I did the nipple swirl move.

She grabbed my cock as I sucked, and finally she said “I want you inside me.”

I mounted her and made sweet love so it would last.

She raised and lowered her legs and thighs throughout the session. Her eyes closed, head moving from side to side. I occasionally kissed her mouth and we traded tongues. She played with her tits as well. I held her face in my hands as I thrust evenly and slowly.

All of a sudden, her eyes got wide “oh my God! I think I am coming!” then she breathed heavy and hard.

“Hold it in” I said “I’m almost there too.”

“Don’t know if I can hold it” she raised her head and pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard, then she collapsed on the pillow and held her hand on her mouth while she squealed. I felt her vagina get very, very wet.
“I’m coming” I said as I shot my load.

She squealed as she breathed for a few seconds, then quieted.

I rolled off her, and lay on my back.

She said, trying to whisper but could not so it was low voice “I think I wet the bed.”

I put my face down there and smelled “No, it’s not urine. You ever had a female ejaculation?”

She put her hand on her bush and smelled her hand “you’re right. It’s not urine. You did this to me? You’ve seen it before?”

I shook my head no “Nope. Just read about it and it’s kind of rare. Many women don’t even have orgasm, and even fewer cannot ejaculate.”

“Wow that was incredible” she said as she shuddered. “That was better than orgasm. How did you do that?”

“From what I’ve read, it’s combination of things in the female. Mental state, hormonal stuff, right stimulus, and these glands around your urethra secrete this fluid and it is pushed out through your urethra.”

“Did you do anything different?”

“No, just slow and easy. From what I read, in this position it doesn’t happen. They say there is what’s called a G-spot inside the vagina on the front side. Normally, the woman lays on her tummy with a pillow or such under her midsection, slightly elevating her butt. The man comes in her vagina from behind, and the penis rubs against the G-spot causing the ejaculation.”

“I can still feel it” she said. “Did you want to use the dildo?”

“I have to consider about my work, not to be Johnny Rain Cloud, but I never did call the boss.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I’ll need to go to work tomorrow and talk to my people then, and break the news.”

“Take the pickup. It’s still here in the front. Your keys are on the hook in the kitchen. You’re right, we gotta get to sleep. It’s eleven.”

I gave her a kiss “you’re so understanding. Must be why I love you so much.”

“Did you like the dildo idea?”

“Yeah, it sounds like fun to me.”

“What else sounds like fun to you?”

I thought a minute as I put my boots on “Have you ever thought about shaving your bush? Like a bikini wax? Pure nakedness? I would like that, as I’ve never seen it. I’d like to put my mouth on a shaved pussy just once.”

“I’ve heard the girls at the hospital talk about it” she said “some love it, some hate it. Some say it itches like crazy when it grows back. Others say it’s painful to have done. Do you like mine? I keep it trimmed.”

“I like yours very much. It always smells and tastes good.”

She smiled, embarrassed.

I went around and gave her another long kiss. “I’ll come by tomorrow after I get off. When will you be here?”

“Tomorrow, I’m off at three. I’ll go get the girls and bring them home, and we’ll work on homework. You come over any time and we’ll go shopping from there.”

“OK, perfect” I said and left.

It was nice to get back in the truck.

I went home and crashed out.

No jogging so I slept until 7:00.

I was a bit nervous. I drank my one cup of coffee, and went to the office at 7:45 even though the business didn’t technically open until 8:30. The boss usually showed up early, and today was no exception.

I walked in and headed straight for the coffee bar, and that’s where he was.

He was surprised to see me.

“I thought you were on vacation.”

I shook my head “oh man. So much going on.”

Then, Jean walked in.

I said “we need to talk. Jean, you might as well come too.”

We went to the boss’s office. Jean and I sat down in front of the boss.

When the boss sat down he asked “so what’s goin’ on? I thought you were taking your vacation.”

“So did I. I am hopelessly and helplessly in love with Kathy, and I am hopelessly and helplessly in love with her daughters. They are the dream family. They are all hopelessly and helplessly in love with me as well. These two little girls do not argue. They do not bicker or call each other names. I have never heard any harsh words between them because they love each other. They are perfect princesses. They are calling me daddy.”

“Wow” said the boss “does she know about…”

“You mean what happened in 1976?”

He nodded.

“Yes. As a matter of fact, she was working at the hospital the day we brought the baby in.”

“Holy shit!” he exclaimed “then she really loves you.”

“Without any doubt” I agreed.

“Well congratulations” said Jean “you have found what we all search for our entire lives. I am very happy for you and Kathy. When will you marry?”

“We’re going ring shopping tonight, even though she insisted she did not need a ring. We’ll get a JP or a judge tomorrow after we get our license.”

“Where will you live?” Jean asked.

“They’ll move into my house.”

“Well, I’m glad for you too, but you haven’t said yet why you’re here.”

“Yeah I am kind of building up to that part. I want to turn my two weeks vacation into my two weeks notice. I want to stay working here to make a smooth transition to my absence.”

“Then what?”

“Then I’m going to be a full time dad.”

“You’re not going to work?”

“Kathy makes a big pile of money. I don’t need to work. I want to be there for the girls. I have never experienced that kind of love before.”

“What love is that?”

“ A child’s love.”

“They grow up too. Then what will you do?”

“She has also offered to give me more children.”

“Well, we’re sure gonna miss ya” said the boss.

“There is nothing here that another tech cannot take care of. I have no exclusivity on any of the equipment.”

“I meant, we’re gonna miss you. You will always be welcome in this family.”

“One more thing. Kathy mentioned that she knows that I am Paul’s (the boss’s son) backup on the Sony equipment, and his reliability. She said that if that continues when I’m gone, that they would trash the Sony equipment and get someone else. Her exact words. It doesn’t take a highly trained technician to repair 95% of the problems on those units. They are giant cassette players. One only need know how to replace belts on a tape deck.”

“Who would you suggest?”

“I can take Abe. He’s very good at just about everything. Why not turn him loose on the Sonys?”

He nodded “noted. You take Abe with you on your calls or just take him for a mini school on them.”

“Good idea. I’ll set it up with Willie (service mgr.)”

We all stood up.

He offered his hand. “Best of luck to you and don’t be a stranger.”

We shook hands.

Jean gave me a big hug “I’ll miss you too.”

A tear rolled down my cheek. She wiped it away when we pulled away. “You’re are an old softie” she said jokingly.

“I know” I said with a sniffle.

By then, other employees were arriving as we exited the boss’s office “hey man. I thought you were on vacation!”

“Plans change” I said with a smile.

I spoke with Willie about what was going on. He was disappointed as well.

Abe was a long time friend too, and he shared in the disappointment.

I went to Kathy’s after work, and we piled in and went to he mall.

We went right into the jeweler and began looking. The girls were excited as I told them I would buy them each a necklace that didn’t cost too much.

There were several jewelry stores and we went to all of them. We had plenty of salesman offer to help, we just didn’t see anything. The girls really didn’t know what to look for, and hadn’t picked out anything.

The last store we were at Kathy asked to pull the sales clerk to pull out one of the displays with rings on them.

I took the girls to the necklace counter where another clerk offered to show them.

There, they each found necklace. Deedee wanted one with a little heart on it, and Geena got one with a gold G on it. The clasps were easy and each learned to put them on as the clerk showed them. I paid for them there so they could wear them.

“Look! Mom!” they were so excited.

“Oh they’re beautiful!” Kathy examined each one.

She looked at me “how much did that cost you?”

“Not to worry.”

She held out her left hand and showed me a beautiful gold ring; not a diamond but a really nice wide band. Rounded on the edges so as not to catch on stuff. “You like?”

“I love it” I said and took her hand and kissed it.

“That’s good because they have matching men’s.”

I tried on one too, and they had one that fit. “We’ll take ’em” as I handed over the card.

The clerk asked “when are you getting married?”

“As soon as we find a judge or a preacher or JP” I answered.

The clerk pointed to the back of the store “cousin Ernie is an ordained minister. He could do it now for maybe fifty bucks.”

“We don’t have a license yet. We’ll get that tomorrow. If we can’t find anyone, we’ll come back tomorrow and let cousin Ernie hook us up.”

“What about an engagement ring?”

I looked at Kathy “do you want an engagement ring, my love?”

“There really won’t be any engagement, will there?”

“ A very short period.”

“Kathy, will you marry me tomorrow?”

“Yes, I will” and we kissed right there in the jewelry store.

The employees clapped.

“No engagement ring necessary” I said, and we left.

We drove to my house where I heated up some canned carrots, made mac and cheese, oven baked a frozen pizza, and had potato chips with french onion dip.

While dinner was cooking, I gave the girls a tour of the house.

“Now you are going to pick your bedroom. Deedee picks first because she is oldest, and that is a privilege that she will always have.”

Appropriately so, Deedee picked the larger room, next to the bathroom. Geena’s room was down the hall next to the master bedroom. Her window faced the back porch. The master bedroom had a door that went out to the back porch and yard.

“Is this my bed?” asked Geena. There was already a queen size water bed in there.

“If you want it” I said. “Get in it. It’s a water bed.”

She thought that was really cool. “Can I sleep here tonight?”

“This weekend, we’ll have a sleepover. How’s that sound?”

“Where will I sleep?” asked Deedee.

“You can sleep with your sister, and this weekend, we’ll go buy you a bed.”

“Can I have a water bed too?”

“Of course you can if you like it.”

Kathy called from the dining room “dinner! Let’s go!”

We all crowded around the table and chowed down on the motley dinner.

“What about tomorrow?” I asked “what’s our plan?”

“You’re the planner” Kathy “I got the day off, and we can keep the girls out of school.”

This brought a cheer from the girls.

“OK then let’s sleep in a little bit, then go to the courthouse and get our license, and then decide if we will marry at the courthouse or at the jewelry store.”

“Wait a minute. I think one has to wait thirty days in Texas after a final divorce, before one can get another license.”

“Oh, you have to be kidding” Kathy stopped eating and put both hands on the table.

“If I’m not mistaken, I think we have to wait 72 hours after obtaining a license too.”

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back “this is unbelievable.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m right about one of those requirements or the other. Regardless, the girls will need to go to school”

Moans and groans.

“and you and I will find out on a little truth search adventure.”

“I don’t remember that the first time I got married” she said.

“Neither do I. I do remember however, that we drove around all day getting blood tests, waiting for results, then get the license and walked upstairs and got a judge to do it…same day. ‘Course, they change the laws for stuff like that all the time.”

She was obviously very disappointed.

“That’s the best I can do sweetheart” I told her.

She started to tear up and her voice got wavy “I want us to be together so much…for so long, and all these roadblocks keep popping up.”
I got up and went to her on my knee, touching her face wiping her tears away “ shh shh anything you really want is always worth waiting for, isn’t it darlin’?”

The girls were silent, staring at their mom who had broken down.

“There is nothing keeping us from being together” I began “you guys start moving over this weekend. Come over Friday and stay the night, and bring some clothes. Saturday, we’ll go shopping for a bed for Deedee. I’ll clean out the bedrooms and the closets, and you take the pickup and start bringing your stuff over, and move in. We don’t have to be married to be together. Families live together all the time. Let’s plan on that. We will still go tomorrow and research this marriage license business. Yeah, that’s what we’ll do.”

That’s all it took and she pulled me to her breast and hugged me. “You are so good for me.” She sniffled. “Of course, that’s what we’ll do, and we’ll be together.”

I went back to my bedroom and put on some Vonda Shepard…Someday, We’ll Be Together…I played it loud and danced with her until she smiled. The girls danced with each other.

Once again, the household was running in greased grooves.

The next morning, I drove to Kathy’s after she took the girls to school, and picked her up for our trip to the courthouse.

We got there at nine and were first at the marriage license bureau.

“You two need a license?” asked the clerk.

“Yes please” I replied.

“OK, I”ll need ids from both of you.”

Kathy wasted no time “is it true we have to wait seventy two hours before we can actually get married?”

“Yes, that’s correct” said the clerk as she returned our ids.

“I just got divorced” Kathy started “is there a waiting period?”

The clerk sighed “I hear where your coming from. Yes, there is a thirty day waiting period from when your divorce is final until the ceremony can be performed. This law is never enforced. When I ask you to swear the oath, you just say ‘I swear’. Understand?”

She leaned across closer to us “it’s a stupid law that no one cares about.”

She leaned back “are there children involved? Are they changing schools?”

Kathy nodded.

“OK. Go ahead and go to the driver license office and get it changed to your new address. Have you moved in?”

“In progress.”

“OK, that’s fine. Go ahead and change your license and get your kids changed when you finish moving.”

She was working on some paperwork and pulled out the license.

“Will you change your name when you marry?” she asked Kathy.


“Then you will put your newly married name here. Each of you sign here, and the person performing the ceremony sign here. It’s self-explanatory. Now for the oath. Hold up your right hands please.”

We complied

Do you swear that all information is correct to the best of your knowledge, and neither of you have been married in the past thirty days?
“We swear”

“OK, here is your license. Did you want the newlywed kit?”

“No thank you.”

“Then congratulations!”

“That’ll be seventy-five dollars” she said.

“Oh gee, I don’t know…” I said jokingly and got a poke in the side from Kathy as I pulled out my wallet, and paid in cash.

“Do you want a receipt” she asked.

“You mean in case I want to return it?” I joked again, costing me a harder poke.

“If you don’t use it in the 72 hours, you can get a refund” she said in all seriousness.

“Good to know” I said as we turned and left.

“You are in so much trouble” Kathy said as we walked out “there will be a penalty for your comments.”

“I was hoping so. So who will we get to marry us on a Saturday? Judges won’t be working. Jps may or may not be in their offices. Preachers are too damn serious. What about cousin Ernie?”

“Just take me to your house. I have all day.”

“Don’t you want to get your license changed?”

“You’re always so practical. No, take me home cause there is a penalty that shall be doled out for your smart ass remarks.”

I started getting hard.

We got home and went straight back to the bedroom. She pulled her clothes off, as did I and discovered that she had shaved her external genitalia.

“Come and get it” as she lay down and spread her legs.

It was a beautiful sight. Slightly protruding labia. Not a hair in sight. Smooth, smooth, smooth.

I put my mouth all over it. I sucked everything at first. I licked from top to bottom. I got extra saliva and forced my tongue into her vagina. I piddled my tongue all over, back and forth up and down. I put my arms around her thighs, over and spread her labia to reach her clit. It was very perked up and I sucked and pulled it until she pushed me off, arching her back in complete orgasm.

“Your pussy is absolutely beautiful” I told her as I shoved my cock into her.

“Here is your stiff penalty” I told her.

I pounded that bare pussy until I came. She was yelping and covered her mouth. With every thrust she made a sound. When I came I pulled out and shot my load onto her clit, then rubbed it which sent her over the edge again.

I rolled off and lay beside her on my back.

It took her a minute to catch her breath “well, you did it again. Sent me to another level of orgasmic satisfaction. Did you like the bikini wax?”

“I loved it. Could you tell I am now smitten with your labia? Your externals are just perfect” I said.

“I’d like some more later.”

“I wanted to ask you something” she said. “Have you ever thought about anal intercourse? I know people do it. I haven’t but some of the girls talk about it. Some like it, some don’t, some think it’s better than vaginal intercourse. Have you ever had anal intercourse?”

“No. I think about it, but don’t know much about how to go about it. I understand one has to provide lubrication, because the anus isn’t a vagina.”

“Would you like to try it on me sometime?” she asked “I think it would elevate our sex life to a new dimension.”

“Yeah, I’d like that. I think I’d really get off on that.”

She turned to me “I’ll get some lube.”

“Now let’s go get my license renewed.”

We got dressed and ran some errands. She wanted to go to the drug store, I guessed for the lube. It didn’t take long at the license place. And we ended up back home…in bed.

This time we were going to experiment with anal sex. She bought a book too about it that showed how to use a condom on the man’s fingers and “warm up” the anus until two fingers with lube could be inserted easily. Patience was the key, according to the book and it was clear that too much lube is impossible. She bought some KY which was highly recommended.

We stripped naked and she got on all fours. I had the KY and used a condom. I squirted KY on her anus, and with one finger in the condom, gently pushed my index finger into her anus. I pulled it out and put some more lube on finger, then inserted it further. A little further each time.

Kathy’s ass was huge. She lay on the pillow which put her butt at an easier to reach angle. She moaned from time to time.

I went to two fingers when my index went all the way. More lube two fingers went in further and further.
“That feels really good” she said as she moaned are you two fingers now?”

“Yes, almost all the way in” I said pushing in the next round. Two thrusts now per lube and my fingers were all the way, and I moved them in and out of her anus.

“Ohhh yesss more of that pleasssse” I put more lube and moved my two fingers in and out slowly but steadily.

I squirted lube on the head of my rock hard cock “OK here comes the dick” and I placed my cock at the entrance of her anus, squirted some into her anus, and went inside one inch.

“OHHHH MYYYY !!!!!” she said as I pushed it, pulled it out, and pushed in. When I came out next time, I put a squirt into her anus, and pushed my cock in another inch. Over and over and over lubing, pushing until I was all the way in.

Kathy was now grabbing handfuls of the sheets when I thrust into her. I went a little faster and she said “I feel your balls slapping my pussy. Oh my god that feels so good keep fucking me yes please more goddammit that feels so good. Your dick is so big I feel every thrust up my ass! More please!”

Then, I started to pound her anus hard and fast, and she became an animal.

“OH Goddamit that feels so good!!! YES! Yes! Fuck my asshole hard! YES!YES! FUCK! FUCK!FUCK!”
“Glenn spank my fat ass!!! DO IT! SLAP MY ASS HARD!!! NOW!”

I started spanking her butt cheeks harder and harder.


Her anus was so lubed up that it sounded really sloppy wet.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, and went a little harder.

OH! That feels so good! More!”

“You’re a dirty whore!” I yelled “aren’t you?”

“Yes, I’m a dirty whore because like getting fucked in my ass!”

I was starting to come. I held it back, and held it then stopped and stayed all the way inside.

“Coming” and I grabbed around her waist to hold her.

I felt the cum ooze around my dick.

“OH YES! I feel the cum running down!”

I stayed inside her until my erection went away, and my dick slipped out by itself.

She lay on her tummy and I lay beside her.

Goddamit I wanna do that again” she said, fanning her face.

Next time will be nice and easy sex” I said “because I like to see your face when I’m inside you. Slow and easy and I get to see all your different looks while I am going in and out of you.”

“Are you hard yet?” She asked “I’m ready for another round.”

“Not yet, how about a dildo fuck?”

“I don’t have it, but I can get it.”

I got up to get dressed. “Time to get the girls?”

“Yeah, getting there anyway” and she did same getting dressed.

I never could help looking at her breasts.

They stuck straight out.

“You’re staring at my breasts again” she said.

“I love them. How do they stay so natural looking? They’re perfect.”

“I always wore a bra” she said “all my life. I never walked around without a bra. Only at home did I go without, and even then usually only at bedtime and bathtime.”

I walked closer to her before she put her bra on.

“Magnificent!” I touched them and held them briefly while I admired the color. Nice flesh color. No visible veins. Aerolas perfectly round and nipples perfectly centered. Nice color contrast between the three.

She touched my cock “still no?”

I shook my head “we had great sex twice already this morning. Twice is good. Second time takes longer to recharge. This last round was absolutely fantastic, and took a lot out of me. Hell, I could go to sleep for the rest of the afternoon after this last round. Wow. You are a dynamo.”

She smiled as she put on her blouse “thank you. You have given me the best sex I ever had in my whole life. That ejaculate from this morning…wow back at ya! If you’re not going to work, why not take a nap and recharge. I’ll bring the girls by later. Maybe I’ll pick up something from the store for dinner. Will you return to work?”

“I don’t like to take half days and return. It’s just a wierd feeling, so no. I won’t return, and yes I think I will nap for a while” kissing her as she was leaving the room.

“OK, then we’ll see you around four or four-thirty.”

I went right back to bed, removed my clothes and climbed in. I thought for a while about her personality changed with the anal sex. I didn’t think that was normal or healthy. I wondered how it would leak into her day to day life. Then, zonked out.

Next thing I hear is two little voices “daddy daddy wake up wake up! We brought dinner!” They were shaking me, and climbing over me…

“OK girls” Kathy said “let daddy get up by himself and wake up. Come and help me with dinner please.”

I tried to shake off the cobwebs after a three hour nap. A trip to the bathroom to pee and splash some water to wake up.

Back to reality and the kitchen “Hello my babies” I knelt down to hug them and they ran over and we traded kisses and hugs. “How was school my darlings?” I asked them.

“Fine. We’re learning long division” Geena said “and I’m good at it.”

“That’s great Geena. Do you know that if you are good in math, you are good in everything?”

She thought and smiled.

“We had to run a mile in PE today, and I got a time of 7:40.”

“That’s really good” I said “when I was your age, I only had 8:20. You run faster than I did! Good job Deedee!”

They went on about various things that happened, and were chatting about this weekend and staying over, and moving in.

Kathy came out with the bucket of chicken and extra goodies; mashed taters, gravy, biscuits, cole slaw.


“Did your mom tell you what we found out today about getting married?”

Deedee piped up “She said that you cannot marry until Saturday.”

“Any suggestions as to who should marry us?”

“What about that guy at the necklace store?” asked Deedee.

I looked at Kathy who had a little eye roll.

I stung her “is it that important? What is it that you want? Wait until Monday? We can do that too if you have to had a JP.” I was a little annoyed.

I continued “Well, I must know. What is it that you want sugar plum?”

“I know I don’t want Ernie.”

“Well OK, that narrows it down back to Monday. How about going back to the courthouse and waiting for an available judge?”

“You’re getting mad”

You’re being obstinant. What do you want? A preacher? No preacher is going to marry us without counseling.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Neither do you.”

Deedee started to cry, then Geena joined in.

I held out my arms “come here babies.”

They immediately ran to my open arms.

“Why are you crying?”

Deedee sobbed “you and mom are fighting.”

“We’re not fighting. Are we raising our voices?”


“Then why are you crying?”

More crying.

“You two shush and go back to your chairs.”

They did, but they did not eat.

“What is it that you want?” I asked calmly.

“I want a wedding.”

“You already had your wedding. You only get one.”

“No, I had to get married because I was pregnant with Deedee. We married at a JP. I did not get a wedding.”

I felt my entire world crumbling.

She began to cry too.

“When were you going to tell me the truth?” I asked, still calm.

The girls looked at her.

“I don’t know.”

“Well, I know something. I know that I am going to get my money back for the marriage license. Because this wedding will not take place this weekend. Maybe I should rescind my resignation too? Since I do not know when this ‘wedding’ will take place.”

“What are you saying?”

“You know what? If I was at your house, this is the point where I would leave. So why don’t you leave? Take the girls and go. Try to explain to them what you just did. Be prepared to talk to my answering machine for a while. Go…now”

The girls cried as their mother gathered them up and dragged them away. I said nothing and let them leave.

Bitch. Total bitch. Wait til the last minute for fucking details. Goddammit. I was pissed.

I unplugged the telephone and drank heavily. I also disconnected the doorbell, and kept all lights off in the front of the house.

The next day, I got up and went to the courthouse to get my refund for the license. The same clerk asked the problem.

I just said that it wasn’t going to happen in the time frame we planned.

She nodded kinda tongue in cheek.”That’s why they have a 72 hour window.”

Then I changed my mind and kept it.

What the hell was it that pissed me off about her so much on several separate occasions that I felt I had to be rid of her? Was she using her children to gain access to me or what? What was it? I could not figure it out.

There was something wrong with her, it occurred to me. I’ve seen women do various things in the heat of passion, but nothing even close what happened earlier that day. I wondered if I was even safe around her, if she didn’t get her way. To go from keeping Jesus pics on her desk to swearing like she did? That was not right, there was a glitch in her programming.

I was addicted to her girls…not her. I had to save them…from their mother…but how?

After some careful thought, I came up with a plan.

I went back to work.

They were surprised to see me and I spoke to Abe about a mini school. We had forgotten we had a junked out RD there in the office.

I pulled it out that had gotten wet, and showed Abe how it worked. Explained how it pulled a tape in, listened to it, then rewound it if there was nothing on it, then recorded a 5 second tone, then rewound it, then listened to it, and if all was well, it left it in the well for the next tape to be recorded.

I showed him how to removed the tape deck where he could see the three belts. And how the broken one would be obvious.

Jean came back and mentioned that some woman had called for me personally several times.

I told her to next time pass the call back to my desk, and I would take it.

Sure enough, the call came.

“Service Departement, this is Glenn”

“Hi, it’s Kathy.”

“What do you want?”


“You are blowing that”

“I’m sorry”

“You keep saying that”

“So do You”

“Only once, twice now for you”

“The girls….”

“Don’t you dare drag them in…”
“I’m sorry, Glenn. I was hoping we would get a church wedding in a Baptist Church, since the others did not work out.”

“What can we do to remedy this? ” I said.

“Meet with me at the church this evening, please. The girls will be there too.”

“OK” I agreed.

“My ex signed over the rights to them and I paid him off. We have adoption papers for them too now.”

I called my attorney and tried to explain what was going on. I felt that Kathy was losing it. If they produced documents showing the signing away of the parental rights, and we married, and I adopted the girls, I would have control over them and send her to the asylum. All by law, of course. He felt it was a sound plan.

Kathy and her attorney produced the documents showing that their father signed rights away, and that their mother had sole custody of them.

We had a church wedding as she wanted in the Baptist church, and she signed all the banking to me in a joint account; over a million dollars, and her Ex demanded a hundred grand for the parental rights. She gave it to him, and I adopted the girls with my last name.

I then had their mom committed to the state for mental incapacities. I ended up with the million dollars, and the girls.

They loved me as their daddy.

Their mother was diagnosed with a severe dependency disorder, and was committed to a mental institution.

They call me daddy to this day.

I took them to every high school baseball, football, and basketball game. They always stuck next to their daddy wherever they went they married.

I interviewed all their prospective boyfriends while cleaning my shotguns. They both married fine young men.

I told them once about their mother and how she had dropped off the deep end, and disappeared into the abyss. I tried to explain to them how her strive for perfection drove her to insanity. I explained that their mother saved her virginity for marriage, and when her husband cheated on her, it pushed her over the edge.

They never asked about their mother after that. Kathy passed away in the hospital.

I tell them I love them every day.

I never married again, although I had many offers including Jean. She divorced her husband, and practically begged me to marry her. I spoke to the girls about Jean, but they wanted nothing to do with her, or any other mother figure.

Deedee became a paediatrician. A good one. She calls me every day.

Geena became a children’s therapist and often named her daddy as her greatest influence and hero.

The Other Ending

“Now let’s go get my license renewed.” We took off and stopped at the drugstore first, then on to the license bureau where it really did not take that long.

We went back home and ended up…in bed.

She had bought a book on enhancing sex life, some condoms, and a couple bottles of stuff called KY.

We were undressed and she was reading a section.

She read out loud how to have safe anal intercourse.

She got on her hands and knees, and I followed the instructions using a condom on my fingers, and slowly working lube in her anus until two fingers can be inserted all the way into the anus. Then lubricate the penis, and slowly work it into the anus until fully inserted, then continue intercourse until ejaculation.

Kathy was cautious at first.

“Shall I stop?” I asked several times.

“No it’s fine, it’s just a little weird. It feels good.”

I pushed my penis inside her and she moaned loudly “that feels so good!”

I continued to move in and out, adding a squirt of lube every now and them.

She began to rock back and forth, moaning and I stood still letting her decide the movement.

“Oh Glenn, this is so good” more moaning.

It went for quite a while, and I ejaculated “coming” I said and I held her against me tightly as I shot my load. I felt the cum ooze around my penis.

“I feel the cum” she whispered.

I kept my cock in her until my erection completely left and it popped out by itself.

I got off and lay down beside her.

She collapsed onto the bed.

“That was really a different but good feeling” she said. “What did you think?”

“Your anus is tighter around my cock than your vagina. It felt good, even though it was a little work that I found erotic.”

We lay for a minute touching each other, and snuggling.

“Where do we go from here?” she asked.

“I guess start dressing up like Batman and Robin.”
She fake hit me “not that. I mean the wedding.”

“Well, we have to wait until Saturday at the earliest.”

She pouted “I know.” Then she snuggled closer “I want a church wedding.”

“Still ain’t gonna happen on Saturday” I said.

“Next week then” she said.

“Tell me how’re you going to do that in such notice. You can’t get shitload of guests on this notice.”

She answered calmly “I don’t want a shitload of guests. I just want to be married in a church. I don’t care if there are guests or not.”

“Did you not have a church wedding your first time?” I quizzed.

She hesitated “No. We had a JP marry us because I was already pregnant with Deedee when we were married. My parents were furious that we eloped, because they wanted the big church wedding and didn’t get it. I don’t know if they ever figured out the math and Deedee’s birth. If they did, they never said.”

“So you gave your virginity to your betrothed, had unprotected sex, and got pregnant before your wedding?”

She was crying now.

I patted her “hey, that’s what happened to me, except she wasn’t really pregnant. At least you have a perfect little child from that union. Man, the stars must really have shined on you when you conceived your children because they are both so beautiful.”

I handed her the Kleenex off the headboard. “I’m sorry that happened to you.”

“Thanks. You’re so right. The girls are perfect.”

I was quiet a minute then said “I want to run something by you, and see what you think.”


“Do you think your Ex is greedy enough to take a bribe in exchange for signing away his parental rights so that I could adopt your daughters? That way, we could keep him out of their lives forever. If something happened to you, I would get to keep them with me.”

I didn’t even finish the sentence when she had already pulled me to her face and kissed me hard.

“You are the most wonderful, caring man ever. Of course he’s that greedy. I’ll talk to my attorney…I love you so much. Thanks for all you do and say.”

I got up “let’s go get our kids.”

We dressed and left in the big pickup to get the girls. Two schools, and two traffic jams. The girls were beside themselves when they each saw the pickup and broke out of the orderly line running to the pickup. The teacher came after Geena until she saw Kathy get out and wave.

Geena climbed in and came right over to me threw her arms around me calling daddy daddy daddy.

“Hi baby!” told her smiling face and kissed her forehead. “I am glad to see you sweet pea. Now put your seat belt on and we’ll go get your sister.”

She started chatting “I told my friends that I had a new daddy, and he had a big pickup, and he was going to start picking me up from school, and you did!” She was extremely happy.

Same at Deedee’s school, she was a little more restrained, but still jumped up and down when she saw the truck. Kathy retrieved her from the group and she got in my side after hugs and kisses for me. I helped her in and strapped her down.
Pulling away, I said “where to now people?”

“Go to my place so we can pick up some things” Kathy said.

“Like what things mom?” Deedee asked.

“We’re going to stay over at Glenn’s and…”

Interrupted by yays and cheers from the back.

“and nighties and toothbrushes and shampoo and bubble bath and clothes for tomorrow. Leave your books in the truck.”

“What were you going to do?” Kathy asked.

“I was going to get some ice cream at Dairy Queen” I answered to more cheers from the back.

Kathy tried to look stern, but she smiled “that will spoil their supper, my love.”

“What’re we gonna have for supper?” Geena asked.

“Hmm. I think I’ll make spaghetti tonight. I have Ragu sauce and I’ll make garlic toast…or just plain toast if you like. How’s that?”

More cheers.

We stopped at their place and they exited each with an overnight back, just all giggly excited to stay over.

Back to my house and I gave out instruction “leave your school books on the dining table because that’s where you will do your homework. Put your overnight bags in Geena’s room on the desk. Unpack your toothbrushes and stuff to go into the bathroom, and put them in there. I will get clean towels for you. OK? Snap to it girls.”

They began their tasks while I went for the linen closet, and got a couple sets of clean towels. Then I started gathering up components for dinner. It wouldn’t take long unless I added some meat. I decided to cook some Little Smokies sausages to add to the sauce if they wanted.

The girls were good students. They worked independently and did not talk. Once in a while “Dad! What’s this word?” said Deedee.

“Where is your dictionary?” I answered.

After a pause “it’s at my house. I left it.”
I went and got mine. “You may borrow mine, if you don’t have yours, whenever you like.”

She smiled up at me “thank you daddy.”

I touched her nose “you’re welcome darling.”

Back to the stove and browning the sausages. Ragu at the ready, as was the pot of salted water. Loaf of bread by toaster oven with garlic salt and butter.

Kathy was on the phone in the living room, writing stuff down.

Sure had been a roller coaster week I thought. Is this what my life will be like while the girls are young? What when they grow up and leave here? That won’t be too long. Five years for Deedee and seven for Geena. Sure, home from time to time while in college, but what about after that? If I want more children to fill the space, I better have them now, and it better be two more. Is that what I want? Or will I shoe the girls away when they’re old enough to be on their own, and demand my privacy. What if something happens to Kathy?

“Well, you certainly are deep in thought, my love” Kathy interrupted my reverie “what’s on your troubled mind?” she came over and gave me a little hug.

I sighed after a few moments and said “I’ll talk to you about tonight when we go to bed.”

“Is it about me?” she asked almost sad.

“It’s about everyone and it’s not bad things. It’s about good things. I’m just thinking, and I need to talk to you about it. Don’t worry.”
I looked over her shoulder and the girls were both watching.

“Have you two scamps finished your homework yet?” I kissed Kathy and walked to them as they re-engaged in their homework task.

I started the boil on the water.

By the time I finished boiling, the girls were done and I had them set the table. I made several slices of slightly garlic salted buttered bread, and the sausages were optional with sprinkle on Parmesian cheese. Everyone ate well, and all ate sausages too.

They waited for me to talk so I did.

“I was thinking about us…all of us and how much I am loving you girls…all three of you. And I am thinking what am I going to do when you leave? You two will both graduate high school by the end of seven years from now, and you will go off to college. What will I do then when my baby girls leave? I’ll be sad.”
Deedee had tears “we won’t leave you daddy.”

“Please don’t cry Deedee my darlin’. Of course you will. It’s our duty as your parents to teach you all can to prepare for life in the world. You will go to college and sure, you will visit home from time to time, but eventually you will graduate college find a job and a husband, and have a life of your own.”

She shook her head, and ate some toast.

“This is a happy talk” continued “not a sad one. Please let me finish. Your mother told me she would give me more children if I wanted. That was what I was thinking about. Having more children now. Should we or shouldn’t we? That was my deep thinking. If your mom and I decide to have more children, then we will have to get a bigger house in a year.”

I let that sink in. Kathy looked at me with a little grin.

“Now is that a sad talk?” I said to the girls.

They shook their heads ‘no’ and kept eating.

“Who were you talking to?” I asked Kathy.

“My attorney. He said it looks good. What we talked about earlier? Your idea?”

I nodded with approval “outstanding.”

“He said he would draw up the papers and for the adoption as well.”

Deedee piped up “adoption?”

I explained “if all goes well, I am going to adopt you and your sister as my own and give you my last name.”

The girls cheered.

“If something happens to your mom now, your father can take you away from me…that’s the law. So if I adopt you, I get to be your daddy forever!”

Cheers and happy faces all around.

Dinner returned to normal after that, and the crying was forgotten.

We all helped clear and prep the dishwasher.

Kathy said “OK, bathtime! Go get your nighties.” They ran off to their room.

“You know what’s next don’t you” she asked.

I was silent adding soap to the dishwasher.

“They’re gonna request you for bath.”

“Do they always get what they want?”

“Usually their requests are not extravagant, and I grant them what they want because they do what they are told and hardly ever argue.”

I nodded with approval “OK, I get that, and I agree.”

Here they came “Daddy will you give us a bath?”

“Here I come!” I gave Kathy a kiss.

They were undressing when I entered and I started the water. I had it just between warm and hot with some bubbles.

I called to Kathy “Kath! How often do you shampoo them?”

She came to the door as the girls had climbed in.

“You know what? Tonight is shampoo night. Let me show you how.”

I became on the sideline as Kathy took over. Yeah, yeah. You know, I used to have long hair when I was seventeen. It was shoulder length. I know how to do it. Just wrap their heads in a bath towel when done so as not to get their nightie wet.

I left to get towels.

“Where are you going?” Kathy asked “this training is for you.”

I returned with two more clean towels, and held them up.

Then I spoke “you know what? When I was eighteen, I had shoulder length blond hair, and I know how to shampoo long hair.”

She stood up “OK then, you’re back in charge” and she stepped out with a smirk.

I finished Deedee’s hair, and turned on the faucet to rinse. “You need to learn to shower by yourself” I said. “You are not a little girl anymore. A shower is much easier to wash and rinse than the tub.”

I got her rinsed and had her stand up. I wrapped the towel around her hair and dried her in the tub.

“Out” I indicated. She stepped out and I dried her the rest of the way. “Dry your privates” I asked her and started on Geena’s hair.

I had suds in her hair “now you scrub and keep your eyes closed while I dry your sister’s hair.

I sat on the toilet lid and had her back to me and dried her hair. A little here and there, just keep at it.

“Don’t you want to use the blow drier” Deedee asked and pointing to it.

“Put your nightie on” I said and helped her keep her hair off her nightie when she got it on, and put the towel across her shoulders when I started the blow drier.

I had her face the mirror “watch me” and I showed her how to get a brushful of hair, and follow it with the drier. Then the other side “it’s tricky at first, but it gets easier the more you practice. Now you.” I gave the tools to her.

I went back to Geena “how’re we doin’ Punkin’” as I took over “looks like you did OK here. Now let’s rinse your hair.” I turned on the water and rinsed “stand up and I washed her front and back and arms and underarms. OK pull the plug and step out.”

I helped her out as there was no mat in the tub.

I put a towel on her head too and dried as I watched Deedee dry her hair.

“Looking very good Deedee” I told her “I like how you lean to your right and left. You’re almost done. I’ll help you with the back side. Great job!”

I got Geena dried some and then finished Deedee’s hair while Geena watched.

Deedee’s hair got dried and it was gorgeous “you have beautiful hair” I told her. It smelled so good when I kissed it “off with you now” and she tore ass out of the bathroom with her clothes.

I worked on Geena who seemed to go into chatty mode when drying her hair. I just used the towel on her. It was fun being behind her looking into the giant mirror and listen to her talk about general stuff. She was very cooperative. I used the blow drier to finish her off.

“Look how fluffy it is” I was toying with her hair it’s just so beautiful” I said “now off with you too.”

She too, tore ass out of the bathroom after gathering her clothes.

I dried the tub and hung the towels on the shower curtain rod as there were not enough towel racks to hold them all. Make a note to install more towel racks above toilet maybe above toilet shelving too.

Something tells me, I’m gonna have a lot of little things like this to do from now on. Yes, it’s worth it.

“I must admit, you are a better housekeeper than I” Kathy said again interrupting my reverie. Drying the tub?”

“An old habit my mom got me into” I replied, lining up the towels.

“The girls are in there lying on the bed riding the waves.”

“Yeah, it takes some getting used to.”

“I know. Yours is full wave too. We haven’t seemed to have any problems.”

“Once you’re used to it, you won’t give it a second thought. You know, they’re heated too.”

“Well, I have to work tomorrow. I’m going to shower.”

“I’ll go read the kids a bedtime story.”

She walked to me “you are full of surprises. They will love it. What will you read?”

“An old book of fairy tales my mom gave me.”

She kissed me on the cheek, looked directly into my eyes with her arms around my neck “I will give your all the children you want. Whatever my body can do. You will never have to work. Just take care of the children. For a man who has not raised children, you are already an expert. I will buy you a house as large as you want or need for any more children. Let me know when I can stop taking birth control, so we can make babies.” She kissed me again, then turned and went to shower.

I dug in my closet for the book of fairy tales, and found it.

I went into their room and they were giggling on the bed, rocking and rolling.

“Hey girls, I found a book of fairy tales. Would you like me to read one to you?”

“Yeah! Yeah!” they stopped playing on the water bed, and got out.

“This is a book that my mom gave me many years ago when I was your age.” I handed it to them. Deedee took it and Geena was totally watching as Deedee turned the first few pages.

“Find a story that you think looks interesting, and tell me and I will read it to you.”

Total concentration on the book, they looked at the index for several minutes.

Deedee put her finger on something and showed it to Geena, and she nodded.

“This one but I can’t pronounce it” said Deedee as she handed me the book.

“Ah. Rumpelstiltskin” I said. “That’s the story you want, then I shall read it to you.”

I turned on the hall light, and turned off the bedroom light.

I sat in the doorway for the light, and the girls were mesmerized when I began.

It’s not a long story, as fairy tales are, but I dragged it out. I did all the voices the best I could do, and the girls were wide-eyed and silent for the whole story. They never took their eyes off me, and I read and looked at each of them as I went along.

They were so adorable with their little mouths slightly open, legs crossed Indian style, hands in their laps with their nighties.

When I finished, I closed the book.

“Is that true?” Geena asked.

“It’s a fairy tale sweet pea” I answered. “If it’s true, it happened a long time ago when people lived in castles and used spinning wheels, and believed in magic and fairies.“

They were captivated.

“I will read you a fairy tale every night before bedtime for as long as you want” I told them, and they nodded eagerly.

“Now time to brush teeth and say good nights.”

They both scampered off to the bathroom past me.

“I have not heard that story since I was a little girl” Kathy said, emerging from the shadows of the master bedroom wearing her nightie.

“They won’t forget it either” I said “The cool thing about fairy tales is that they’re usually not really scary.”

She stood next to me and helped me up and we hugged “what will you read tomorrow?”

“I said they could choose whatever they wanted. Some are not very long.”

Here they came down the hall into their room, where I had turned the light back on with the ceiling fan.

“Time for prayers” I said to them, and they kneeled and said their prayers.

They climbed into bed and marveled at the waving of the bed. I put a light blanket on them and went to each of them as did Kathy. Kisses good night.

I left the bathroom light on at the end of the hall for them in case.

I closed our bedroom door as I got undressed and got into bed.

“No shower?” she said.

“I want to talk serious about more children.”

“I thought we already did” she raised up oh her elbow. “Let me know and I’ll have my diaphragm removed, and stop the pills.” She scooted close to me.

“I told you I would give you children. I can do that. Do you want it? Say the word and it’s yours. For all you have given and done for me and my children, I would do that and more for you if you only ask it.”

“Yes, I want it” I said “I want more children. I can do this. I love this. I know the girls will someday leave, but I don’t want to be alone until I die. I can raise good kids. I know it.”

She climbed on top of me and found my cock and put it inside her.

“Give it to me, big boy and I’ll give you everything.”

She rocked and grinded her way to another orgasm, and we fell asleep.

I was awakened by Deedee. “Daddy, I can’t sleep. Geena keeps moving.”

“Well sweet darlin’, my bed is a water bed too. You can’t sleep here. Do you want to sleep on the couch in the living room?”

She nodded sleepily.

“Go on out there, and I’ll bring you a blanket” I told her as I was naked under the covers.

She left, and I found my robe, a blanket, and her pillow, and took it there and she was already asleep.

I moved her around to accommodate the pillow and covered her with the blanket and kissed her cheek. “g’night sweet darlin’”.

No more interruptions.

I guess the water bed was not for Deedee.

Alarms went off at six.

I was new to this so I brushed my teeth and started waffles and bacon.

I woke Geena who seemed to sleep soundly on her new water bed.

Deedee slept well on the couch.

I served waffles with butter and syrup with bacon as they went into the bathroom.

Orange juice followed, and I made coffee next.

The girls sat down and ate. Kathy made it out when the coffee was ready and I served her as well.

“Well Deedee, I guess the water bed is not for you.” I said to her.

She just shook her head.

“That’s OK darlin’. I’ll get you a regular bed today, and tonight you can sleep in your own room.”

She managed a smile and a weak nod as she ate her waffle.

“Today is Friday, so no school tomorrow. I will go grocery shopping early. I will put the grocery list over there on the counter” I pointed “under the phone. Anything you want for groceries, you write in that list when you think of it, and I will get it. Toothpaste, shampoo, soap, sandwich meat, snacks, anything within reason I will get.”

“What about lunch? What do they do?” I asked.

“Cafeteria” said Kathy sipping her coffee.

“Today is Friday” I said. The cafeteria always served fish when I went to school.” The girls wrinkled their noses.

“I usually make lunches for them on Friday” Kathy said. “I forgot.”

Now the girls were awake.

“I have sliced turkey, mustard, miracle whip, pickles, peanut butter, jelly, for sandwiches, cheese sticks, apples, and some chips. Would that be OK?”

Deedee said “peanut butter and jelly for me and all the rest.”

Geena raised her hand “turkey with cheese and pickles for me and all the rest.’

“OK, I’ll make lunches” I said, and went to work.

I can do this. Find the brown paper bags. Tell them they don’t have to bring them back like I had to. Turkey, cheese, sliced pickles, and mustard. OK. Then peanut butter and jelly. Done. Now each gets a bag of chips, a cheese stick, and an apple that I peeled, cored and sectioned. Excellent.

I bagged them up and left them on the counter for when we left.

Kathy had left the table, and returned on her way out. She kissed the girls and me on her way out.

“I’m gone, I’m working until three. I will pick up the girls as the school will not let you get the as you are not on the list. Sorry. I will withdraw them today, and enroll them Monday at their new schools. Maybe you could go along and get your name on the pickup list?”

I nodded.

She kissed me bye. “Do whatever you want today, lover.”

“Hell, I have to go to work after I drop them off. I did give two weeks notice remember.”

She touched my cheek “sh. I know. It’ll be fine. Luv you.”

“You too, baby.” I said as she left.

I went back inside “OK girls, now you finish using the bathroom. Go pee and poo if you need to, and brush your teeth, then get your backpacks and be sure they have your homework in them.”

They said little and Deedee hit the bathroom first and must have done all the business, as she was in quite a while.

They are so organized. They never get rattled with all the stuff that needs to be done.

I took them to school and dropped them off at their respective school. Kisses good-bye and “good-bye daddy” from both of the as the duty teachers watched. I waved to them too, and they returned the wave.

Too bad this is the last day they will see them.

I returned home, showered, and went to work. There was nothing for me so I left and went to buy Deedee her bed. I bought a full sized bed, and some Egyptian cotton sheets with pillows and cases. I bought her a unicorn quilt for winter. She loved it.

I got a teddy bear quilt for Geena…just to keep it fair. She loved it.

I set the bed up, and started on the closets. I ended up putting most of the stuff in the attic, which I had put plywood for flooring some years back, and some extra lights. Could almost play poker up there now as it had a hight ceiling.

I left the barbells under the workbench in the garage…for now.

My dresser was inside my walk in closet and I had a rack on either side for hanging clothes. I cleared one side for Kathy, and moved the contents of one drawer into another, giving her a drawer for the evening. I figured we’d have to buy three dressers this weekend; either trash mine and get one large one for us or I dunno.

The girls’ rooms each had to closets side by side the the fold out doors. Really lots of room for their stuff.

After all that, I vacuumed the floors, set up Deedee’s bed, and put the quilts on.

I was bushed.

I called the office and was nothing going on. I told them about enrolling the girls in their new schools on Monday, and I would be late if at all.

Willie just sighed “I know.”

It was already two in the afternoon. I did not know what to do with myself, so I went to the grocery store. It was quite different, planning for four instead of one.

In my head I planned out two meals a day for seven days; breakfast and supper with bread and baloney for sammiches. Assorted snacks, chips, cookies, various soda, bottles of water, $200 worth.

I decided to make fried chicken for dinner with smashed taters, and green beans. Ice cream for dessert. I had purchased vanilla, butter pecan, and some ice cream sammiches. Chocolate syrup was good on the vanilla.

Put the chicken in some buttermilk and let soak. I dug out the deep fryer, and prepped it as I peeled the potatoes.

Green beans in a large saucepan with a couple of cut up strips of bacon. I fired up the deep frier and set to 350º.

I prepared my batter for the chicken and waited for them to get home.

They came in through the garage, into the laundry room, and into the kitchen where I was waiting.

“Daddy!” the both said and ran to me as I knelt down and hugged and kissed them both “we missed you!”

I stood up and gave Kathy a welcome home kiss.

“Everybody OK?” I asked as Kathy closed the garage door.

“We checked out of school today” they said.

“That means you don’t have any homework” I said as Kathy left to the back.

She came right back “girls, come see what daddy has done to your rooms.”

When they saw their new quilts, the both squealed with delight.

I followed them first into Deedee’s room where she was jumping on her new bed. I held up my hand “Deedee, that’s enough. We are not allowed to jump on the beds; ever.”
“K” she said getting down “I like my quilt daddy, thank you” and she hugged me. I patted her head “you’re welcome sweet darlin’”

I went into Geena’s room where she was touching her teddy bear quilt “thank you daddy. I really like it” and she too gave me a hug. “You’re welcome sweet pea” patting her head.

“OK” I started “we’re having fried chicken, smashed taters, green beans, and ice cream for supper in about twenty minutes. So you to scamps get cleaned up for supper and I’ll call when it’s ready.”
I went to the kitchen and Kathy followed “you were busy today” she said “I am impressed again.”

“Thanks punkin’. We’re gonna have to buy dressers for the girls tomorrow and I am undecided on what to do about a dresser for you; do we share mine or get a larger one and share that or just get another one?”

She laughed “You mistake me for a wardrobe queen. I don’t have that many clothes, but we’ll look at all possibilities.”

“I cleared a drawer for you too for this evening” I added, turning down the potato water.

I then turned the chicken in the fryer.

“I made an appointment with my gynecologist for next week to remove my diaphragm. You’re sure? I’ll probably get pregnant pretty quick. I seem to be very fertile.”

“Why didn’t you have more children?” I asked “if I may be so bold.”

“I had the two girls in diapers, was working a full time job, and was taking them to daycare because dickhead did not want to take care of them when he sat on his ass at home all day.”

“Why did you stay married to him so long?” I quizzed.

“Because I loved him” she answered without hesitation.

I nodded “been there.”

I continued my vigil at the stove.

Chicken out, chicken in. Beans were hot.

I started the gravy with equal amounts of butter and flour.

I drained the taters well, saving a cup of potato water for the gravy. I added butter and half and half and smashed them when the gravy was done.

“OK! I need help setting the table” and the thunder came down the hall.

The girls knew how to set a table, I had to give them that too.

The fried chicken was excellent, and the girls chowed down on drumsticks. They were good eaters too. I never saw them refuse to eat anything, although the did wrinkle their little noses as cafeteria cooked fish. All helped clear the table and clean up kitchen. I did the leftovers and they did the rest.

“What about dessert? I forgot all about it.” I said. “I am too full for ice cream, but I’ll have some later.”

“I’m full too said Geena. I’ll wait.”

I thought of something “you know what people? What month is this?”

“November” the girls said together.

“And what happens in November?”

“Thanksgiving” all three said.

“And what do we eat on Thanksgiving Day?”

“Turkey!” the girls said.

Kathy cocked her head as she does in disbelief “oh don’t tell me…”

“Indeed, I am the master cookie turker…turkey cooker in Texas.”

She threw her dish towel up in the air “I suppose you bake pies too?”

“Well, usually I only bake a pumpkin and an apple, but I could make you a lemon meringue pie if you wanted.”

She came over laughed hugging me “I suppose you do stuffing too? Deedee loves stuffing. Cornbread stuffing?”

“Dang right” I said “I make my own cornbread too.”

She shook her head “Girls, we got ourselves a gold mine here.”

She looked at me and asked “I suppose your Christmas baking is to die for?”

I take my rum cake to the ladies’ social club at the church. Last year, they almost jumped me.”

I continued “cookies, breads, candy, cinnamon rolls, and tamales.”

“What kind of candy?” asked Geena.

“Caramel for one” I answered “but we don’t have to wait until Christmas to make caramels.”

“Can we make some tomorrow?” she pressed.

“Sure we can after we got home from shopping. Remember, we are going to buy dressers for you two tomorrow, and you get to pick them out.”

They looked at each other wide-eyed with anticipation.

Deedee asked “can I have a mirror too?”

“Of course you can” I answered. “Young ladies need to see themselves when they dress.”

She clapped quietly.

I added “we will have to pick up a couple things from the store to make the caramels. It will take us about two hours before we can eat them.”


“Now that?” asked Kathy. “It’s early.”

“How about Uno? You guys ever played that?”

Deeded nodded yes, Geena no.

So we played for a couple hours. The girls got damn good at it by the time we stopped.

“OK, time for snacks. Who wants popcorn and who wants ice cream?”

We decided on both. I had the butter pecan, as did Kathy.

It was pushing ten when we finished snacking, and I saw Geena hide a yawn.

We decided it was bedtime and the girls did not object. They brushed their teeth and put on their nighties.

“Aren’t we gonna take a bath tonight, daddy?”

“Nope. Friday you get a reprieve; no early bedtime, no bath and no homework.”

We did prayers, and I pulled out the fairy tale book and let them choose.

Tonight they chose The Princess And The Pea.

They were again fascinated at the story, and they asked the same questions when I tucked them in “is that true? Is there magic? Can that really happen?”

I kissed them to sleep.

Kathy was waiting for me in her full nakedness. I undressed, and she started dancing for me. She had gotten good at bumping her breasts together. She had let her hair go and she used it to cover her breasts. She toyed with her vagina, and pushed it very close to me in an erotic belly dancing style move. I was harder than rock.

“I want you to make love to me slow and sweet” she whispered “and before you come, I want to take your dick into my mouth as I want to try something new.”

She entered the bed on her back, and spread her legs. I mounted her and slid right in and made love to her slow and nice. She moaned, and bent her legs up, then straightened them, then up and she held her ankles for a little, then relaxed her legs again.

I felt myself coming “coming” I said and pulled out and lay next to her. She straddled my legs and face me while taking my cock into her mouth, jacking me off. It didn’t take long “Coming!” I whispered sitting up as it was intense.

She squeezed under the head of my dick to control the squirt, making it more intense for me. She made my orgasm last for almost a minute. I was writhing with ecstasy. She sucked the last of the semen out and lay beside me. She felt between her legs and put her wetness on my face. She had ejaculated too.

I had an idea “I want you to sit on my face…now. I want your bare pussy on my it now.”

She got up and straddled me and moved across my shoulders until her puss was above my face. I started on her clit and took my finger and wagged it across her clit. She jerked, and the squirt came right on me. It was warm and sweet. She made a yelp and put one hand over her mouth. I wagged her clit again and she squirted again, and a louder yelp followed.

“Stop!” she said, getting off. “I can’t control my voice…feels so good.” Her body was shuddering.

I pulled her to me and kissed her getting her face wet with her own ejaculate.

She was ready for more as she drew her leg over mine rubbing her vagina against my leg. “Oh God I want more, but I cannot take the sensation” she said pushing closer to me.

I pulled the covers across us and said “then we must sleep. We have another busy day tomorrow, and we will have plenty of time for sex.” I kissed her hard “g’night lover.”

“God, we’re good together” she said.
“God had nothing to do with it” I said, “it was all you” and fell asleep.

My alarm went off at 4:30. No one else stirred. I got up and went for mu 50 minute jog around the neighbor hood. When I got home, everyone was still out. I showered, and I made a quick run to the store to pick up the other ingredients for the caramels.

When I returned, Deedee was in the kitchen, crying. She ran to me when I came in “oh daddy, I thought you left us again.”

I put her in my lap and she nestled against my chest “no baby. I promised you that I will never, ever leave you again for as long as I live. I went to the store to buy some things so we could make the candy today.” I kissed her head. She did not move and was just content to sit in my lap. “How do you like your new bed?”

She pulled away a looked up smiling “I love it. Thank you daddy. I love my quilt too.”

“You must have slept good. Why did you wake up?”

“I had a bad dream” she said, all of a sudden sad.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” I asked quietly.

“I dreamed that there was a very bad storm, and I was outside. Then I was sleeping on a tall bed but I couldn’t get to sleep because something was sticking me in my back.”

“Oh” I said “you had a dream about The Princess And The Pea. Remember? The princess was stuck out in the rain storm. And you got a new bed today. Maybe your brain just put the two together to give you that weird dream.”
She was smiling now, and nestled back up against me. We sat for a long time, and said nothing.

Geena came in, wiping her eyes, and holding her bear in her other hand. She stood next to me “daddy, I don’t like my bed” she said sleepily.

“What’s wrong sweet pea?”

“It’s so hard to get out of it. It hurts my butt when I climb out. Can I get a new one?”

“Are you hurt?” I asked her. “Turn around please.”

She complied and I lifted her nightie and her butt and thighs were scraped and red.

“I’m so sorry sweet pea” I said. “Of course you can” I said “water beds are hard to get out of for grown-ups too.”

“Can I get in your lap too?” she asked.

I put Deedee down “I’ll tell you what we need to do. We need to eat, so we can start emptying the water bed and take it down to make room for your new one.”

Smiles around “Cereal for me” Deedee said.

“Me too” Geena concurred.

“OK you two go potty and wash your hands, and I’ll lay out the cereal stuff.”

They left while I grabbed bowls, spoons, boxes of cereal, and milk….and napkins. I laid them all out on the table. They returned and helped themselves.

I relieved the water bed of linens, and put in the drainer gizmo, ran the hose down the hall, and hooked it to the girl’s faucet, and cranked it up. I removed the headboard (which I had built myself) and put it in the garage. Now we waited.

I turned the TV in the living room and found the cartoon network, and left it on. They finished quickly to watch TV while I emptied the water bed.

Next, Kathy wearing her robe, came into Geena’s room. “What’s going on?” she asked.

“Geena has scrapes and bruising on her butt and back of her thighs. She says the water bed is too hard for her to get out of and wants a new one. They have both eaten, and are watching cartoons.”

“I don’t let them watch cartoons” said heading down the hall to the living room. She suddenly turned around and dragged me into the bedroom closing the door.

She climbed onto the bed on all fours and said “just flip up my robe and take me from behind.”

I guess we could call that a morning quickie because it didn’t take near as long for her to reach climax. She was sloppy wet, but no ejaculate. I came inside and left the little fireman in her until the erection left the room.

I didn’t even take my shirt off.

“That was kinda short” she said.

“I figured you were in a hurry to shut off the television” I said putting on my shoes. “Besides, I really prefer a little more visual stimulation.”

I continued “You should get up and around so we can go to the store and get the furniture.”

“How long have you been up?” she asked.

“Since 4:30.”

She got up and left heading back down the hall.

I went back to the other room, and the bed was finally showing deflation. I found my power screwdriver needed to disassemble the bed.

The girls came back into my view “Daddy, I have to go to the bathroom” Deedee said.

“It’s OK, just close the door as far as you can. There’s no one here but us, and no one will come in.”


“I have to go too” Geena said.

“Then you may use our bathroom.”

She went into our room, and disappeared into the bathroom.

“What’re you gonna do with this desk?” Kathy asked about the one in Geena’s room.

“It’s up to Geena. If she doesn’t want it, then maybe Deedee would like the desk in her room. It is a little bigger. We could get her a chair and lamp and she could study in there if she wanted.”

Kathy nodded with approval “OK, sounds good to me.”

“How long will this take? The draining of the bed?”

I shook my head “I don’t recall as I have never drained one before, but look; it is making progress. We’ll need to get this out of here before we go shopping because we are going to return with furniture. It’ll probably take two trips to get it all here because I doubt if we could get Saturday delivery.”

“What about Paul’s store?” she asked.

“He’s Jewish. They’re closed on Saturday.”

“Then maybe we girls should go and bring a load of stuff over kinda to overlap the available time.”

“That’s a great idea. We have a lot to do today, and a lot of things will be out of our control.”

Geena showed up at that time.
“Geena, I want to ask you a question “do you want that desk in your room?”

She shook her head slowly “it’s too big for my room?”

“OK then I am going to move it into Deedee’s room. Would that be OK?”

She nodded.

Kathy said “OK, meanwhile you get dressed because we’re gonna go and get some things from our house.”

Kathy helped me move the desk into Deedee’s room. It fit nicely in there.

Deedee finally got out of the bathroom, and the girls left to bring a load of clothes over.

I maintained my vigil at the waterbed.

It finally finished and I removed the mattress, and using the drill, disassembled the rest and hauled it outside on the front lawn. I brought the hardware, water pump, and headboard out too, and put up a sign


I went back inside, and vacuumed her floor nicely. It would still take a while for the dents in the carpet to disappear.

The girls showed up and we unloaded their stuff, stacking it on Deedee’s and our bed until we got our furniture.

“All righty then” I started “everyone go potty and let’s go shopping.”

Piled ’em in and headed out.

We spent three hours, and visited several furniture stores looking for the perfect dressers. I had decided that wherever we bought the dressers, that was the store from which we would buy Geena’s bed as well.

Well, it’s always the last place you look. A not popular furniture store that Geena actually spotted had everything we wanted, and they were overjoyed at our purchase. They even asked if we wanted it delivered today and we gladly accepted.

The guys showed up about thirty minutes after we got home, and place the dressers right where the girls wanted them. They also set up Geena’s bed. Kathy had brought some linens for her bed from home that fit nicely.

Deedee’s actually was a vanity. It had a vanity mirror, a chair that fit underneath, drawers on either side. She loved it.

Geena had a single three drawer as four would have been too tall for her.

The three of them spent the rest of the day loading up the closets and filling the drawers.

It got to be late, and I went out for Papa Murphy’s pizza. They had never had it and it was a hit. We ate every morsel of their largest.

The waterbed disappeared even before we got home from shopping.

Everyone was bushed. The girls did not complain when it was bathtime. Kathy took care of them and they had no complaints.

That night, they chose The Old Man And The Sea for their bedtime story. They were both yawning by the time I finished. I got sleepy kisses and hugs, and they both snuggled into their beds. Happy girls.

I too was pretty tired when I entered my bedroom. Kathy was already in bed, had her nightie on and was almost asleep.

“Long day” I said taking off my clothes.

“Glenn, I am so tired” she said sleepily.

“Me too” I said as I climbed in still in my underwear.

“Can we forgo sex tonight?”

“OK that’s fine. I’m gonna get up early tomorrow and go dirt biking with my brother. I’ll be up at five and he’ll be her at 5:15. We’ll eat breakfast, coffee, and he’ll use the bathroom, and we’ll go. Should be back around noon. We’ll be in his truck.”

“That’s fine” she said asleep.

Seems like I had just dropped off when the alarm went off.

I got up, coffee was already brewing, got into my dirt bike clothes, and started breakfast which was chorizo, eggs, and crushed chips into the tortillas making soft tacos. The spicy sausage and hot coffee stimulated my brother’s system guaranteed to cause a bowel movement in fifteen minutes. Today was no exception.

I close the door to Deedee’s room.

We woke no one up, and left quietly.

The ride was uneventful. Many showed up today as the weather was cooler.

We had a good hard ride over our usual trails, one that took us next to the Rio Grande River. As we stopped for our water break at the end of that particular trail, we were greeted by several Border Patrol Agents. Apparently, we had tripped a sensor. They just waved us on.

Back at camp someone said “Hey Glenn. What’re you gonna do with your Ranger?”

“I’ll have to sell it” I answered.

“Name your price” he said “I’ll buy it from you.”

“Aw, $5500 ought to do it” I said.

“You have the title?”


“I’ll call you this week.”

On the way back, my brother and I continued our conversation about Kathy and my plans.

“Supposedly, she is going to find a church that will marry us tomorrow” I was saying.

“Really? That soon?” he was surprised.

“Yeah, we moved them into my house yesterday” and I filled him on plans of more children, me quitting my job, etc.

He was quiet for a while, then “man you’ve undertaken some huge changes in your life, in a very short time. Are you sure you’re up for it?”

I told him about my hiatus after the camping trip and said that I did nothing but think of my life. What I had done, what I was doing, what I was going to do, and decided them what I wanted. Nuthin’ like being purged in the desert.

“Let us know about the wedding” he said as we unloaded my stuff. “We’ll try to come.”

I shook his hand “will do and thanks.”

Kathy’s car was gone. I figured they had gone to make another run of clothes and stuff.

I got undressed, showered, and went to bed, my usual routine after a hard ride.

After a while, I felt a presence near me. It was Geena.

“What’s up sweet pea?” I asked her.

“Won’t you wake up and play with us?”

I looked at the clock. I had been out two hours.

I touched my forehead “first you have to give daddy a kiss right here.”

She giggled as she did so and I got up and got dressed but stayed in my socks. She took hand and led me to the others in the living room watching TV but there was no sound.

“What’re you guys doing?” I said entering the room.

Deedee jumped up and ran to me “Daddy! I missed you. Where did you go?”

“I went riding my motorcycle this morning” I answered making my way to Kathy with both of them hanging on me.

I gave her a kiss while the girls giggled.

“Did you have a good ride?” she smiled “these two didn’t understand.”

The girls clamored all over me while I tried to snuggle to Kathy.

“It was a good ride. It was cooler today. A few more guys showed up, and we were able to make two rounds of our trail. In the summer, it gets so hot by 10:30 that we have to stop more frequently for water breaks, that we only make one complete round. It was a good hard ride today.”

“I wanna go with daddy next time” Geena said “to see the motorcycles.”

I laughed and gave her a tickle “you can’t go to the practice. There’s nothing there. We could all go to the enduro if you really wanted. It would be like camping out.”

“Yeah! Yeah!” the girls clapped.

Kathy agreed “Yeah I’d like to go.”

“OK well this is how it is there. There are no bathrooms there. No toilets. They bring in Port a Pottys. The campground is gorgeous. Green grass and big trees. A creek runs behind. No bathrooms. We have to bring everything. I don’t think we are allowed to have fires there so we will have to make and eat sammiches (the girls giggle when I say that word), chips, potato salad, pop tarts, bottle water, soda, blah blah blah. We would bring out tent and our sleeping bags too but camp is loud. Lots of motorcycles there at all hours of the night. The riders have a meeting on Sunday morning before the race at 7:45 where they explain the rules. First riders are off at 8:01 and five riders a minute until they are all gone. I have seen runs where there are 300 riders.”

“Wow! That many!” Kathy was shocked.

“I ride the short course. I am gone about three hours. The other riders can be gone 5 or 6 hours. On riding day, we have to get to the Port o Potty early or there is a line to get in. Everyone carries their own toilet paper. They have several of them, but with 300 people who have brought other people, it could be a lot of folks with just a few restrooms. Just warning ya.”

“Then, we have to drive home. That’s a six hour drive. Some of the real far away ones are a twelve hour drive. My brother told me once on a run he was on that when they hit town at sunrise, and they just went right to work.”

“Sounds like an adventure” Kathy said “when is the next one?”

“Next weekend” I replied.

“Could we go? All of us?”

“Do you two want to go?” I asked the girls, although I knew the answer.

“Yeah! Yeah!” with clapping.

“All right girls. This is a very short period of time to plan. You will have to make a list of stuff to bring. I have my own list of things for an enduro to bring, but you will need your own. I suggest each of you m ake a list of stuff that YOU need, and keep it for yourself, and change it over the years as your needs will change.”

They jumped off the bed and went towards their rooms Deedee stopped and said with a big smile “I’m gonna use my new desk” and took off.

I turned to Kathy “we’ll leave Saturday morning, and stop in Luling for groceries. We’ll be in camp by two and get a good spot. Ideally, we’ll have most of the stuff in the truck Friday night, and we just load the bike in the morning. I’ll call my brother. He may want to go too.”

“I have a surprise for you” she said. “I want the girls to give it to you.”

She called to them “Girls! Come here please!”

They came out slowly “we were working on our list” said Geena.

“I want you to go get daddy’s present.”

Their eyes lit up and took off, only to return with a big package they were both carrying together. It was flat but large.

They giggle the whole time as they brought it to me, and I placed it on my lap. They were all grins and giggles.

“Wow!” I said “I wasn’t expecting a present” I had no idea.

I tore off the wrapping. It was a framed picture of me and the girls at the lake when they caught their fishes. There was no picture that could make a father more proud of his children. Deedee on my right, holding her fish in her right hand, leaning against my shoulder, and could see her fingers on my left shoulder, a huge smile looking at the camera. Geena, holding her fish in her left hand, her right hand visible over my right shoulder, and she was smiling big looking up at me.

I cried. Right there. I tried to hold it, but could not hold it back. Tears from my eyes, and I sobbed loudly. I felt like a shit sissy. I hugged the picture to my chest and whispered “thank you for this. I love it. I could not be a prouder father than this moment.”

They ran to me and hugged my neck. “We love you.”

“I love you. Now go finish your list.”

They ran back to their rooms.

I set the picture to the side of me on the couch, and further broke down.

Kathy scooted over to me, sniffling. “The guy at the drugstore commented to me saying “wow those little girls really love their father” she handed me a small envelope.

“This has some wallet sized photos and some 5×7 of this same picture. I thought you might want to brag.”

I took them out and looked at them “Brag? Are you kidding me? I am the proudest father that ever was.”

“The girls think you’re the greatest thing ever in their lives. They woke me up this morning looking for you and you know what? The did not ask if you had left. You know why? Because you reaffirmed your promise to them that you would never leave them. I told them you went to ride your motorcycle. They don’t understand that you have to leave the house to ride it. They want to be with you close by at all times. They don’t care where they are, they want you close to them, that’s all. Their needs have all of a sudden become simple…just you.”

“So, where will you hang this picture?”

I pointed to the wall opposite my recliner “right there.” I got up and got the necessary hardware and hung what was to be my absolute favorite picture of my life.

“What’s for supper?” Kathy asked, nestling against me.

“Something easy” I said. “What about breakfast for supper? Pancakes and bacon?”

She smiled “you are truly after my heart.”

We sat for a while and cuddled on the couch with the TV on but no sound. It looked like an old sci fi movie Aliens. One of my favorites, although I had not seen it for a while.

“By the way” she started “how do you turn on the sound?”

I grabbed the amp remote and clicked it, only to be splashed against the wall with the thundering blast since they had turned it up all the way. I turned it off and the girls appeared from the back.

“Sorry girls” I said “didn’t mean to disturb you.” I turned the TV off, after I turned the volume from the TV down so next time, it wouldn’t blast everyone to the wall.

“We’re going to start supper soon. Pancakes and bacon OK?”

Yays and claps.

Sigh. “It seems I’m after everybody’s heart.” I got up to start supper.

A while later during supper, Deedee said “I’m scared, dad.”

“Of what, sweet darlin’”

“My new school tomorrow. I don’t have any friends there.”

“You know what baby? By the end of the day tomorrow, you will have five friends. There will be an office helper to take you to your next class every hour. Maybe that will be your first friends. You are very smart and will figure out how the school works. Please don’t worry. Do what the teacher says, and things will soon be routine for you. Do you want to take your lunch tomorrow? I could put in an extra piece of chocolate cake. You might make a new friend.”

“You’ll make a chocolate cake for me?” she asked bewildered.

I went around to her and got on me knee and put her face in my hands “baby, I would do for you whatever you asked.”

I went to Geena and took her face in my hands and kissed her lightly on her forehead “Geena, I will d for you what ever you ask of me.”

“Of course I will make a chocolate cake for you, baby if you wish it.”

“No. Thanks daddy. I don’t need a chocolate cake, and thank you for offering.”

“You’re right. I’ll be OK tomorrow.”

“I’ll be waiting for you on the corner when you get out tomorrow…remember?”

She nodded.

“And we’ll walk home together. If anybody gives you a hard time at school, I want you to tell me about it because that behavior is unacceptable. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“Please don’t worry. You will make new friends easily. Your sister will too. No one will ever hurt or harm you. I will watch over you girls every day for as long as I live.”

We finished our dinner without incident. It was quiet, as I’m sure both girls were thinking about their respective new schools. I remember. It was hard for me, but I had my brother with me. They will be alone.

It was bath time and the girls were uncaring. Kathy showed Deedee how to shower, and that went well, and Geena requested me to bathe her as she had many questions about new schools, making friends, eating lunch at the cafeteria, recess, and so on.

I tried to explain to her that making friends was kind of up to the new school. She had to pay attention to the teacher and follow instructions and when other kids saw how well she obeyed instructions, then they would come to her. When they figured she was smart, they would come to her for friendship. They had no idea how far Geena would go. She made lots of friends fast.

Bed time came with the fairy tale, and they chose Rapunzel.

It was nice to finally have a routine element in the day as they settled down while I was reading the story.

The usual questions when I was done about magic, princes, castles, and witches. I just started telling them “if you believe in any of it, then you must believe in all of it.”

Prayers, hugs and kisses from and to all and bedtime.
I went into my bedroom and Kathy was waiting for me as I close the door. She was naked. “Visual stimulation? I have that for you love.”

I began to undress, and she started a regimen where she bent at the waist, aiming her ass at me several times, showing her naked genitalia and anus, also causing her giant breasts wobble and bob unusually.

I was very hard, very quick.

“I just want it slow and sweet, big boy” as she climbed into bed, spreading her large thighs.

I gave it to her, and made it last as long as I could before I came. It was enough, and she was satisfied. I climbed off and lay beside her, bushed (no pun intended).

“You know, we are so lucky. We have so many things going for us” she said. “Some would say to watch out because bad things are on the horizon. Do you believe that? That if things are finally going well to be wary of bad things coming?”

“I am well aware of that” I replied. “If I believed in that, then I would believe that I have no control over my own destiny. It’s just coincidence that things seem to happen like that. One of Murphy’s Laws. Murphy’s Laws are just a positive way of looking at it when bad things happen. There’s enough bad shit that happens all by itself without expecting it. My philosophy has always been always expect the worst, and we’re usually surprised.

I heard her snoring.

Well OK then.

I heard nothing until the alarm went off. I got up and went jogging, came back and showered. At six the other alarm went off, and I started breakfast and the girls’ lunches. One by one they came out sat down and ate. Today was a hearty breakfast with eggs bacon and toast and jelly with orange juice and milk. Not much conversation as they ate, but they ate well. Kathy came out too and ate with them.

“I have the day off” she said “I’m working on getting a church today” she said.

“My brother said he and Marie would come.”

She looked pleasantly surprised “well, that was sweet. I’ll try to find out as soon as I can.”

“I’d tell the folks at work too. I’m sure that some would like to come as well. Every time I bring it up that I’m leaving, I get the I’m not ever gonna see you again attitude.”

That perked up Deedee “you’re leaving?”

“I am leaving my job, not you.”

I chuckled “you’re gonna have to go back to the license department after we marry….if you change your name, I mean.”

“Oh thanks” she said sarcastically.

They finished up and I sent the girls to get dressed while I cleaned up the dishes.

The plan was, we would all go together to Geena’s school, and drop her off, and then to Deedee’s school, which was only two blocks away. Our house was between the she schools. Very close indeed.

While at Geena’s we did all the paper work signed, fudged some on the technicalities since out names were different.

Kathy was actually kind of stoic towards the school staff reminding them there would be more name changes soon.

Before we left I told Geena “I am going to come and get you every day. I will walk unless the weather is cold. I will find you right out there” I pointed to the portico just outside. “You be looking for me, and we will walk together to get your sister.”

She nodded, a little uneasy.

“Remember what I told you last night?” I kissed her bye.

It was the first time I had seen the girls say good-bye to each other. They hugged and kissed each other too.

We went down the sidewalk to the middle school and things were a little more hectic there. Still, we went through the process fairly quickly once all identification had been established when out walked a friend of mine, Linda.

She recognized me right away, and waved and came over to say hello. She shook my hand “how nice to see you” she introduced her self to Kathy as the assistant principal and then to Deedee.

“Don’t you folks worry about a thing” she said with a big smile. I’ll take her to her classes today myself.” She looked at Deedee “would you like me to eat lunch with you today?”

“Yes” Deedee answered.

“I bring my lunch” said Linda “did you bring yours? Good! Maybe we can trade sandwiches.”

“I’ll watch over her today” she went on, then turned to Deedee “you come find me if you ever need anything. OK?”

Deedee nodded with a big smile.

I knelt down to Deedee “remember where I pushed the button to cross the street?”

She nodded.

“That’s where I will meet you. OK?”

She flung her arms around my neck. “I love you daddy. I’ll meet you there.”

Linda took her hand and they walked away.

Linda took mine and took me away as I was getting tears in my eyes.

We walked home, and Kathy said “well it’s kinda of early. Maybe we could have a sexual encounter” as she moved close to me sticking her boobs out at me. “I want to try something a little different.”

We stripped in the bedroom and she produced her dildo and the KY. I want you to use this on me while at the same time, I want to jack you off.”

“Mutual masturbation?” I questioned. It didn’t matter, I was hard already.

“Let me do you first” she said opening the KY and putting a little on her hand.

She straddled my legs facing me and went to work. It didn’t take long as she had no clue to pacing oneself for this task. “Coming!” and she did her reduced ejaculate each time which sent me through the roof. For a man, when the semen ejects from his penis, that is his orgasm. If one can regulate the amount of semen per squirt, and give more squirts, it will give the man more orgasms. Trust me, we are not used to that and more than three is quite sensational.

The dildo was essentially a rubber dick. This one was larger than my dick; larger in diameter and longer. It had a handle with places for one’s fingers too.

For her, I knelt at the foot of the bed, and had her place her feet on my shoulders. I lubed up the dildo, and took a little liberty piddling her clit and vagina, then inserted the dildo into her vagina.

I did it slowly.

“I’m wet, push it in” she said.

I shove it all the way in. It was quite different watching it.

I began in and out, going a little faster, using my right hand.

She started to moan, then she began wagging across her clit, making her begin to yelp.

I started going faster and harder without complaint from her.

She began to lift her feet off my shoulders, then put them back. She had closed her eyes, and was moving her head side to side. From time to time she wagged her fingers across her clit which sent a shudder into her.

My arm was now getting tired, I wagged my own hand across her clit half dozen times back to back and she squirted. It was a stream of ejaculate that sprayed past my face.

She screamed. She could not speak. She stopped my hand from using the dildo and managed very weak whisper “no more.”

I moved away from the bed and her legs dangled onto the floor while shuddered like a fish out of water.

She started speaking again “it just gets better and better with you…better and better.” She still was a little short of breath.

Finally, she sat up. I gave her a water bottle. “This time I had fireworks in my head when I came” she seemed pleased. “It was incredible.”

“That’s your reward” I told her, as I got dressed.


“God’s reward to women for going through childbirth is the orgasm.”

“Where’d you hear that?” she said in disbelief.

“I made it up, but it makes sense, don’t you think?”

She finally got moving and said “my first stop today is the gynecologist, then my attorney then the bank if all goes well with dickhead and our proposition. Then, I will work on getting the church for tonight.”

“Well, I’ll go to work and actually stay there a while. Probably until noon, where I’ll head home and wait to hear from you.”

“I’ll have to shower and clean myself in preparation for my appointment” as she headed to me for a kiss, than back to the shower. “I’ll call you with any news.”

“All right” and I went to work, late.

Ended up making a service call to the hospital. I took Abe along. We had a nice talk, as it was about a half hour trip to the hospital.

“Gonna miss you man” he said after some silence.

“C’mon, Abe” I started “I’m not dead. You know where I live. You’re welcome to come by any time. We can still slam down some beers, do a bbq. I won’t be going to Mexico with you any more, and getting shitfaced though.”

He smiled.

Melissa filled in for Kathy when she was out, and was glad to see me “Hi Glenn. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see you again” as she offered her hand with a big smile. She had been with Kathy for many years.

“Yeah, the jury is still out on that as Abe and I were talking on the way over. I may be available part time but Abe is fully qualified.”

“This is Abe, Melissa” she shook his hand too “he will be working on your equipment from now on. So what do you have for us today?”

She pointed “see the box with all the tapes ejected?”

“OK, we’ll get it going” and we left her.

As we stood looking at it I asked him “OK so what is your next plan of attack?”

He studied for a minute thinking then said “probably go straight to the tape deck. Why waste time playing more tapes when we know it’s likely a belt.”

“Exactly” I stood back and let him work while I went over to Melissa’s desk.

“So how is everybody?” she asked. She seemed very glad to see me.

“Everybody is good” I replied “we put the girls in their new schools today, and they took it well. The schools are like two blocks from my house; both of them so I will be able to walk to pick them up.

“Oh that’s wonderful!” she exclaimed. “Those are the most precious girls. Do they get along with you OK?”

I pulled out my wallet and showed her the fishing picture.

Melissa cried right there “OMG! They are so in love with you!” She held her hand over her mouth as she studied the picture. “So beautiful they are” she said. “I should hope to have children like that someday” as she handed me the picture.

I pointed to Abe with my thumb “Abe is single, and he’s looking to have children. Maybe do something seductive to him.”

She was embarrassed “I could never do that.”

“How’s Kathy?” she said, changing the subject.

“Today she’s gone to her ob-gyn to removed her thingy.”

She put her hand over her mouth “OMG! Are you two going to have more children?”

“That’s the plan” I answered.

She looked over my shoulder “Looks like he’s done.”

I turned to look, and he was heading our direction, the machine had the green light on, meaning it was ready. “Told you he was good.”

Abe came up and told me “Glenn, would you wait for me in the truck? I need to talk to Melissa.”

I stood up and shook her hand “good bye for now.”

I left and went to the truck and fired it up getting the A/C going, although it wasn’t that hot out.

Abe showed up a few minutes later. He didn’t volunteer why he asked me to leave. We left and hit the road, and I asked “so, did you get her number?”

“Better than that, I got a lunch date.”

“Outstanding” I replied, and left it at that.

I went home at noon, and had a bite to eat and waited to hear what had gone on in Kathy’s day.

No messages on the machine.

Kathy called later with good news. Her doc gave her a clean bill of health. Her attorney had papers drawn up to have dickhead sign away his parental rights, and Kathy had gone to her bank, and gotten a couple of cashier’s checks.

“Two cashier’s check?” I quizzed.

One for dickhead, and one for the church. You know, it’s amazing how the preacher would toss out the window his principles with a large donation.”

“It don’t shock me after Jerry Falwell. Which church?”

“Central Baptist at 7:00?”

“I’ll make some calls” I said and we hung up.

I called my brother and told him.

“We’ll be there.”

I called the office and told Jean. “I’ll get the word out” she said, and “I’ll be there too.”

Didn’t know who else to call. I called my dad and younger brother. Dad was OK with it but he and his wife were getting too old to travel these days.

Younger brother was a little more excited, and made sure I understood he would not be there. OK.

At 3:30, I was at the portico at Geena’s school. She found me right away, and the teacher waved after her performance 25 yard dash yelling “daddy! Daddy!”

I knelt down, and was almost knocked down as she literally jumped into me, wrapping her legs around me holding me tight lying he cheek on my chest “I am so glad to see you daddy” she said sadly.

“Aw sweetheart, did you have a bad day?” I patted her back.


“Did you make some new friends?” she nodded eagerly and slid down, began talking about her new friend, Gabby. She held my hand as we walked to the crosswalk, where the guard was, and crossed. We then walked the sidewalk to get Deedee.

Deedee got out at 4:00, and we waited at the corner with other folks. The rest of the poor bastards were in their cars waiting in their cars for the bell to ring, then the traffic jam would commence. There were crossing guards there too.

The bell rang, and after a few minutes Deedee came down the walk to the crosswalk. She crossed when the guard told her to go and went with her halfway.

She ran the last ten feet to me and hugged me saying “daddy! Daddy! I missed you!”

The crossing guard wave and smiled as we left.

“Well Deedee, did you make some new friends today also?”

“Miss Linda came with me to all my classes, and showed me where my locker was too, and then ate lunch with me.”

“Aw that’s nice that she did that for you. She’s a nice lady.”

The girls chatted between themselves for the rest of the walk home, which I had never seen before.
Upon arrival “OK girls, backpacks to your rooms, gather your homework and you can have a small snack.”

The went to their respective rooms and then to the bathroom; both of them. Then too the table where I had a glass of milk and two Oreos waiting for them. They were still chatting.

“OK girls, finish your snack and start your homework because tonight, your mother and I are getting married…in a church…and you’re gonna be there.!”

Claps and cheers briefly, and they finished their snacks, calmed down, and started their homework.

Kathy came in with dresses; matching hers and the girls about 5:30.

“How’re things?” she said.

I gave her the rundown as she kissed the girls hello hauled the dresses into their rooms. “We’ll need to leave here by 6:30” she said “will there be witnesses?”

“My brother and Marie said they would be there. I called the office talked to Jean, she said she would spread the word and that she would be there too. I’m sure we’ll have ample witnesses from the office.”

“I called and spoke to Melissa” she looked at me “it sounds like she and Abe may be starting something. Anyway, we’re likely to have a few from there as well.”

The evening went easy. We decided not to bathe the girls before the ceremony, nor did I. Kathy spent some time doing her hair, and she put herself in charge of dressing the girls.

I wore my 3 piece cowboy cut suit with my lizard skin boots. I made sure I had the rings.

The girls wore their necklaces proudly. Kathy did their hair with pretty veils. It was adorable.

Kathy did her hair with a matching veil. It was precious to see the three of them. I made sure I had my camera.

We left on time and arrived by 6:45. There were many people there, including the boss who pulled me aside “Glenn, I have a party catered at my house right afterwards. Snacks, some sandwiches, cookies, some beer and champagne. Please bring your family.

I shook his hand hard and nodded “I will.” I waved at his wife.

I went to the front and met the preacher.

I turned around and made a little speech to the crowd “thank all of you for coming. This is a very informal occasion so feel free to chat amongst yourselves until we begin. I have been informed by the boss that he is catering a small reception at his house in honor of our wedding, and all are invited. The address is 4709 north 9th street. Those of you from out of town can get directions from anyone over in that group right there. He will serve snacks, sandwiches, fruit platter, some champagne and beers for the cowboys. Please, all are welcome.”
I noticed Abe and Melissa were sitting together.

The crowd ood and awwd the girls outfits. Even Marie was impressed with the matching veil idea.

The preacher indicated he was ready, and Kathy and I stood before him, the crowd got quiet, and he began.

Did I bring the license? I don’t know where it is. I was feeling in my pocket for the rings. I know I had them, must be in other pocket. Dammit! This is what a best man is for.

“Rings?” the preacher said.

I calmly reached into my other pocket and produced them. I placed hers and she placed mine.

I now pronounce you…

I kissed the bride after raising her veil.

The congregation clapped.

The preacher had the license and asked for two volunteers for witnesses. My brother and Marie were closest and fastest, but Abe and Melissa responded to the call.

We cleared out quickly as their was much to be done. The boss having the party was unexpected, yet I felt I owed him to show up. The girl’s homework was not done, and they still need baths listen to you sounding like a real dad and shit.

We went, they toasted us. I had one plate of little sandwiches and some of the fruit. The girls stuck close to me as I mingled through Kathy’s work group, and she spoke to Jean for quite a while.

Kathy caught my attention pointing at her watch. I nodded.

I went straight for the boss, and thanked him profusely for what he had done, and could I talk to him in the near future about working out a part time schedule.

He was very eager to do so.

We left and went home.

The girls were obviously tired when we arrived

Kathy helped them change out of the dresses, while I changed. It was eight thirty.

“Would you bathe them? I have to take care of some things.”

“OK girls, get your nighties. We’re done with homework tonight. It’s baths, story, and bedtime.”

I ran the bath water and bathed them. They were very quiet as they were bushed.

“OK brush your teeth, and if you don’t want story tonight, we’ll not do it tonight.”

They took care of their bathroom responsibilities, and went to bed.

“I”m so tired, daddy” Geena said as I tucked her in.

“I know baby, I am too. G’night sweet pea” and kissed her forehead.

Deedee too was almost asleep when I got to her “g’night sweet darlin’” I kissed her forehead.

“G’night daddy.”

I went in to our bedroom to see what sexual fate awaited me tonight.

Kathy came out of the bathroom in her full ‘not having sex nightie’.

“I am off tomorrow too” she began “I need you to accompany me to the attorney and my bank tomorrow if you would please” she slid into bed and snuggled close to me.

“The doc was kinda hard on me today with the exam, so we’ll have to forego intercourse.” She propped herself up “but I can take care you if you like” with a smile.

I leaned up and kissed her “we do not have to have sex every single day of our lives, K. Personally, I would prefer it was more spontaneous, than planned throughout the day. Please don’t apologize for that. You are wearing me out, to be honest. You’re the best lover I ever had. We don’t want it to get old. Never think that we have to do it to please me.”

“I am wearing you out? I was thinking that you were wearing me out.” She laid down. “That means a lot that you don’t need it every day, neither do I. Thank you for saying that. You and I have made love in the past month than I have in the past two years. I like it a lot, but I don’t want it every day either.” She kissed me back “G’night lover.”

It was around nine, and we were all in bed. All was quiet.

The alarm went off at 4:30, and I got up and jogged, then showered, then awaited the other alarms. The girls should have gotten plenty of rest. They got up, I checked their assignments and how much they had done, and they had finished last night without knowing. Everyone ate breakfast of cereal and toast and OJ, and I took them to school.

Not nearly as traumatic as yesterday.

I returned home and K gave her plan for the day. “We’ll go the bank first. I’m going to put you on my account, and we will open another account for you. I will put Hmm 50k in your account and you will still have access to mine. You can write checks on my account or yours or you can transfer between. I want you with full access to all my money.”

“Next, we go to the attorney. They have all the papers for the adoptions for you to sign. They want to come to the house and counsel the girls tonight before they sign off on it…like an interview with them.”

I nodded with approval.

So we left and did the banking business, which always takes longer than it should, then off to the attorney, where more waiting was in order. When we were done there, we went back to the license department, and got her name change.

Then we went back to the bank, and on to social security where more waiting was involved. When we got home, there was a message on the machine from my buddy who wanted to buy my truck. I called him back.

“When can we do this?” he asked. “I got the money. You want cash or cashier’s check?”

“I’ll take the cash” I said. “Come by before two, and we’ll go find a notary.”

“Not to worry. I’ll bring my girlfriend who’s a notary.”

“See you then.” I went to the garage to empty my truck of my stuff.

I had to put my big truck in the street to drive the Ranger out of the garage.

Then put the big one in the garage.

Kathy took a nap.

My friend showed up shortly thereafter with his girlfriend as promised and we sat a the table where I counted the money. $5500 all there. I signed off and game him the two sets of keys and the toolbox keys.

“I left the service history in the glovebox” I said as he went out to his new treasure. He nodded.

“I’ll take good care of it” he said as he got in.

I hope you take better care of that truck than you ride I muttered as he drove away.

I went and lay down with Kathy until 3:15, when I headed to pick up Geena.

I waited for her in my spot, and again, she came tearin’ ass down the portico calling my name.

Jumped into my arms, just warmed my heart.

We left holding hands to go get her sister. She was chatting about a new friend, Tomás who she helped with some math.

Deedee crossed the crosswalk and again ran the last ten feet to me. The same crossing guard again smile and waved.

She had new friends too and the sisters talked all the way home but held my hands.

There was a strange car in front of the house, and I figured it was from the attorney’s office.

Sure enough, we went in and they were waiting.

We were all introduced and I was asked to go to my room. I said I would go into the garage instead and check on my bike since were going camping this weekend.

I left and checked all my bike gear; helmet, gloves, goggles, boots, bandana, knee pads, fanny pack, canteen, jersey which I removed to wash, cleaning rags, duct tape, Sharpie, and extra socks. I checked my gas tank on the bike…not much gas. My gas can was empty, so I left to the corner store to fill my gas can. I returned and put my oil mix into it. Give it a good shake, and fill the tank with the entire contents of the gas can. I was riding the short course. No way would I need more gas than that.

I went over the bike; tires not flat. Brake and clutch cables good. I put in a fresh air filter, and started to soak that one in a naptha solution I used.

I peeled the old number off my number plate from the last enduro I raced. I then put a fresh layer of duct tape on my number plate to number it when I got my number at the race.

I zipped up my bag, and K stuck her head out, you can come in now, dad.

There were three counselors and one of them was crying.

The girls ran to me “where did you go daddy?”

I was in the garage to check my bike. Remember we’re going camping this weekend at the motorcycle race.”
They both gasped with surprise and clapps and jumping up and down.

K interrupted “they need to speak to you.”

I sat at the table and the woman who was not crying began “Well, Mr. Adams. We have never, ever seen any child with such genuine love for a new father, much less two. When I asked your wife how she knew their love was genuine she showed us the picture, and I must say, that was all the proof I needed. My colleague here is still dealing with it.”
I leaned to them “you can ask my wife, I cried when I got it too.”

She sniffed “we know. She told us.”

I turned to K “I showed it to Melissa and she cried too.”

K nodded.

We are granting your petition for adoption Mr. Adams with our blessings.” She stood up and offered her hand “very best of luck to you.”

I stood up too shaking their hands “thank you ladies.”

We waited until they were gone. The girls just stood waiting for something from us. I walked to them, knelt down, and said “Well girls, it’s official. I am your daddy forever.”

I was interrupted by yays, claps, and hugs.

And also, your new last name will be same as mine; Adams, just like your mom’s too.”

And now, not to be Johnny Rain Cloud, but you have homework to do, now is the time to start.”

Moans and groans.

I’ll start supper” I volunteered.

The next day I went in a little earlier and showed the clerk the new adoption papers to change their names. At Deedee’s school I asked for Linda and she said she would take care of everything.

It was now Wednesday, and there was little done for the trip. I had mentioned to my brother and he seemed eager to go. He had a good friend that lived close to the race and would likely show up too. All were anxious to meet my new brood.
The days passed uneventfully that week.

The girls had kept their lists, and worked Friday evening to get their stuff ready for the trip. We decided to get groceries at the store their in Luling, before going on to the campground.

We left at 8 am which put us in Luling at 1:00.

We stopped for gas first, and the girls went and used the restrooms after I told them last chance for toilet use this weekend.

We then hit the grocery store and began the shopping trip. How much food do ya need for lunch, dinner, breakfast, maybe lunch the next day. No fires allowed so no cooking. I had a campstove, but I know how that goes “hey buddy. Can we used your stove to cook our dinner? We didn’t know there was no campfires allowed.” Soon, there is a line and your own camp is compromised and folks start digging though your ice chest taking beers, thinking it’s a free-for-all.

So bread, sandwich meat, peanut butter and jelly, drinks, chips, cookies, and of course, my personal favorite foods for an enduro, Dutch apple frosted pop tarts, and crunchy Cheetos. Don’t know why; it’s a comfort food thing. Some candies, potato salad from home also.

We riders ate light for an easy constitution in the morning. Maybe a hardboiled egg and some raisins, but normally, no breakfast for the riders. Just a canteen full of water for the ride. The gas stop allowed a small ice chest and the rider could eat or drink whatever he had if there was time. Also, a gas can wall allowed.

I hardly ever needed gas as my bike held over 3 gallons of gas, and the short course did not require neat that much. As I mentioned earlier, I did not take my gas can.

There were gas stops for the short and long course. The guys with the big bore bikes likely needed all the gas they could carry for a long run.

We took our time unloading groceries into the pickup. There were a couple of other bikers getting groceries too. We loaded out ice chests, poured on the ice, and packed away our non-perishables, and headed to camp.

As expected, it was a beautiful campground with giant oak trees, green grass, nice shade, and the tree line contained the creek.

We drove down the ‘fairway’ to check out positioning. There were only a few vehicles there. We decide to park about 50 yards from the main gate. A potty wasn’t far, we’d be close to the vendors, the gas trailer, and enduro HQ.

We set up our tent right away, and situated the truck facing forward so we could access the stuff in the back without advertising what we had. I unloaded the bike and parked it ready.

My brother showed up no long after that and parked next to us, then Kevin came in behind. We had gone to the creek to take quiet walk along it before the undesirables showed up. The girls found it fascinating; moving water. They were only too interested in getting in, not realizing it was probably very cold given the ambient temperature, which was in the low seventies. High fifties at night in that part of the state, and that’s if the days are sunny and the skies stay clear. Any cold front coming in could drop close to freezing easily.

So we just physically held them away from getting too close to the water.

When we returned to camp, there was everyone else.

They were setting up and all came up to us as we walked up. Intros were made, and as it turned out, Kevin’s wife Terri and K knew each other as Terri’s mom used to work with K back in the day. This was my brother’s boys and our girls first exposure to each other.

I showed the picture to Marie. Marie was not one to display her emotions in public. When she saw the picture, she put her hand to her lips and could only whisper “OMG” loudly, and she pulled out a Kleenex and dabbed her eyes.

I adopted them this week” I told her “their father signed away parental rights for a sum of money, and I signed papers Tuesday. They’re mine…forever.”

How lucky for you” Marie said shaking her head watching them “they really love you.” She looked at me and said “it’s not just them you know. It’s you too. I always knew you had a huge capacity to love. I am so glad you found that inside you with Kathy’s help, I’m sure. You somehow project your love to them. My boys feel it too. They fight over you sometimes; ‘he’s my uncle, no he’s my uncle’. Children feel this thing you have inside you. I feel it too, it’s like an absolute trust love…it’s hard to explain.”

I kissed her cheek “we talked about it, and we would ask that you and my brother become their parents if something happens to both of us.”

She began to cry and put me in a hug. She touched my face, and said “thank you.”

We rested the rest of the day, relaxing, snacking, and watching the rest of the riders show up. We had signed up our number, and chose to be on row #1. First in first out.

We went on a vendor excursion as sometimes the vendors have rider stuff on sale. I took K and the girls and we checked them out. One place had an enduro computer that seemed cheap, but I wasn’t sure how long I would be doing this and passed. I passed by another place and woman said “Hey Glenn!”

“Hi Angie” I responded, heading her way. Angie and her husband, one of the riders, had a business where they sold rider gear and bike accessories. She never wore a bra, and she had low cut blouses, and she frequently bent over giving a nice view of most of her breasts clanging together.

“How’s that new knobby?” she asked.

“I just put it on for this race. It should put me in first place easily” I joked. “Meet the family” I introduced her to K and the girls. She shook everyone’s hands with a big friendly smile.

“What’s Andrew up to today?” I asked. Andrew was her husband.

“Oh, he was having trouble with his bike. He’s out riding it somewhere.”

“Tell him I said hey and best of luck. See you later” I said, and we left.

“Well, she doesn’t mind giving up a little extra to make a sale” K said. I knew that was coming. We went back to camp.

The girls and Marie’s boys played well together the rest of the day.

In the evening, it got cooler, and we talked about moving inside. Then we noticed, here came the moochers with their packs of hot dogs looking for someone with a fire.

The guys and I would get up and six and get first in line to the crapper, then have a little bite to eat.

Riders came in constantly until about midnight, when it slowed down and quieted. The girls conked out at ten after a run to the port a potty with their mom.

Our morning plans went uneventful and the siren went off for the rider’s meeting at 7:15, which was at each and every enduro where the riders got any special instructions or rules on the track. This particular enduro was famous for having the first three miles of the race as a motocross track and it was pretty much balls to the wall for the first three miles. Rules of the state enduro association stated that the endu

ro cannot have a checkpoint inside the first three miles of the enduro, and these guys were notorious for having a checkpoint at exactly three miles in. If a rider went balls to the wall for the first three miles, he could likely burn that check causing him 5 points for each minute he was early. That’s bad.

Nothing special in todays’ race, they mentioned some tricky uphills that were wet, and they would have folks there to help. The usual rules, it you breakdown, stay with your bike.

K and the girls were wound up as 8:00 approached.

I told them not to worry as I had done this before. They had said good view of riders not far from the start.

They left to see the 1 mile progress.

We lined up and the countdown began from 8:00 to 8:01.
For some reason, I was hot that day, and when the starter dropped his hand, I was first off the line. With my new knobby, I got some great traction starting off in second gear, I got to the lead and pulled away from the pack into the first turn, where I maintained my lead, and pulled away in the next straitaway for the next turn, which I had nailed. I led the pack throughout the motocross section, and made the jump at mile one niceley with a wave while in the air, with an applause and cheers from my brood. I burned the first checkpoint by two minutes. -10 points.

I didn’t care, and left there hot.

I didn’t win, and eventually slowed down. I did not stop at the gas stop as I was so far behind by then.

I left the race early back to my family. I turned in my score card to HQ and returned to camp. The girls ran out as I parked and shut my bike off. I removed my helmet and K brought me a beer. Life was good as the girls quizzed me on the trail.

I was content and suggested that we leave as the others could be gone at least 2 hours.

We spoke with Terri and Marie, we loaded up and left.

The girls slept most of the way back.

We arrived at home at 7:00 that evening.

We went through the usual ritual except I pushed my bike in garage and brought the gear in.

K reminded me “you are taking girls to school? Tomorrow?”

Oh yes. That’s my promise.”

You might want to check their homework. They asked.”

K bathed them while I looked at their homework in my riding pants. Homework looked OK to me, and I OK’d it.

I went to shower.

I emerged and dressed, expecting to read story. They were both waiting in the usual spot in Geena’s bedroom doorway.

I showed them the book and they picked the fairy tale.

They chose Sleeping Beauty.

They liked it and were smiling when it was over.

Will we meet a Prince Charming someday?” asked Geena as I tucked her in while Deedee watched.

Of course you will, and I will make sure he’s the right one for you and your sister.”

You do a lot for us don’t you daddy?” she continued.

It’s my job as a daddy” I replied, and kissed her forehead “G’night sweet pea.”

G’night daddy” she replied as she rolled over.

I took Deedee to her room and tucked her in as well. She asked me “will I meet a prince Charming?”

Someday, a man will come into your life, after I have scrutinized him, and he may convince you to marry him. I love you so much, I will not let you marry the wrong man.”

I love you daddy” she said as she hugged me good night.

And I love you sweet darlin’”.

I kissed her forehead, and left leaving her door open about a foot.

I was yawning as I entered our bedroom after shutting off all the lights. I sat and undressed while K spoke already in bed.

That was a lot of fun” she said. “The girls loved it, and so did I.”

I climbed into bed, bushed, and she helped cover me.

That was a real experience for me. I had no idea such type races occurred.”

The girls were thrilled when you came over that jump. I was aroused.”

She pulled my underwear down far enough “I have a gift for you. Just relax.”

She gently massaged my penis until full erection occurred, then she sucked it. At first, she just sucked on the head, then she began moving her head so that she was shoving my entire cock all the way into her mouth.

Coming!” I panted and she just sucked it all out. No special hand job this time. It was very nice. She sucked me dry, pulled my undies back up, and we went to sleep.

The girls adjusted well to their new schools, and I took them and picked them up every day. They always ran to me. I soon knew all the teachers at Geena’s school who did outside duty. They always waved and smiled when I picked her up.

The crossing guard at Deedee’s school and I were on first name basis.

Thanksgiving came, and I had new fans over the dinner. Deedee was indeed a stuffing lover. Turkey, stuffing, gravy, smashed taters, green bean casserole, cherry coke Jello, apple and pumpkin pie. It always amazed me comparing the timed required to prepare the dinner and clean up, to the actual time it took to eat. Now if you count sleeping it off, well that’s another argument.

After we cleaned up, I retired to my recliner where I was joined by the girls, and all three of us conked out for a little nap. K took a picture. This one would also end up on the wall as one of my favorites.

I awoke to a new wetness on my side where Deedee lay. It was blood. My first reaction was that of horror, then thinking perhaps it was her first menstrual period.

I woke her gently, and left Geena in the chair, taking her to the bathroom.

She started to cry.

I went and woke K for this affair.

Deedee had bled through her panties and her shorts and onto my shorts. She was changing while her mother brought new clothes.

Why are you crying?” I asked her, running some bath water.

My clothes are ruined” she sobbed.

I knew that was not the reason. She was freaked.

Your mom has already had the talk about how a girl turns into a woman, right?”

She nodded and stopped crying.

Your body is now ready to have children. You are not Deedee the girl any more after today. You are Deedee the young woman.”

I helped her into the tub where she proceeded to wash herself.

K was behind me. “I don’t suppose you have supplies.”

I pointed at the vanity “over there, but I will allow you to show how they are placed…if you know what I mean.”

She pulled out the bag of tampons and pads. “You’re just prepared for everything, aren’t you?”

It’s my job. I’m the dad.”

Deedee cleaned up and drained the tub. She got out and I helped dry her and K asked me to wait outside, which I quickly agreed. I went to the recliner to see if there was any residual evidence there. None.

I changed my shorts as well.

Deedee emerged happy.

You won’t even know it’s there after a while” I said “how about some pie?”

She eagerly nodded.

I cut us each a piece of pie, and she wanted to sit in my lap.

K had been working on Deedee’s clothes to salvage them in a soak. She asked for pie too.

Geena was still crashed in the chair. I had rearranged her so she wasn’t all crooked and cramped.

Daddy, how long will I have to bleed?”

Probably until you are around fifty years old” I answered. “Your body will know when to stop.”

So I am going to bleed every month until then?”

Yes, unless you are pregnant. You will not menstruate while carrying a child. It’s probably a good idea if you carry your personal things in your purse or backpack from now on in case of emergency.”


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