Chapter 379

I hated to wait for other people. I shut the phone's cover, then went back into the dinning room. Shock of shocks there at the table sat not just Jerrod but Jack and Michael as well.

"Well hello my pretty. pretty boys," I said mimicking the sound of the song Hotel California. Again from my dad's old collection of music.

"Hello Maxine, we really should be upset with you for stealing our Simon Jerrod, but who can stay angry with you. You are so much bigger than life." Jack said to me. It was said to me, but it was for everyone to hear. I knew then why Jerrod hated the swishes. It wasn't just the drama, it was having to be the center of the world with their drama every fucking minute.

I managed to smile at them all. I sat down and began to sample the food. It was all good. However I kept comparing it to Helen's. Helen almost always won. I did like their fancy salads though. I left everything else and went back for the fruit and veggie things. It was the spicy bread and dressing I expected that made them stand out.

My main complaint with the dinner conversation was that everything, "Is to die for." or so our two drama queens seemed to think. "We have to get these two down to Aster to eat at one of Helen's events," I said to Jerrod with a huge smile. I knew his thinking even before he spoke and I knew exactly why he felt the way he did.

"I don't think they would like small town living. It would be just too many curious looks," Jerrod said trying to defuse the situation.

"If you say so, but I think people there are pretty much, live and let live these days," I suggested. Yes I was trying to instigate something.

"Maybe we can come down over the 4th of July this year." Michael suggested.

"Sure why not," I agreed. "We have a couple of motels just outside of town. I'm sure there will be some kind of celebration going on that weekend." I loved to see Jerrod squirm. He really was very uncomfortable with the thought.

Since I hadn't heard from my hacker, there wasn't much sense trying to work out our movements. Not much could be done until I knew whether he was in or out. I also needed to know whether what I wanted done, could in fact be done. That being the case there was nothing to do but sit back and enjoyed the meal as best I could.

"Maxine, I heard you were barred from the casino after you won there. That doesn't seem fair." Jack said.

"Well they are poor losers I suppose," I said it with a smile.

"You did know there are private poker games in the card salon?" Michael asked.

"No, I had no idea," I suggested.

"Oh yes, it goes on day and night. You have to take a number and wait your turn. Sometimes there are enough players to start a second or even third table. It is absolutely not organized except to arrange the seating. Everything else the players handle."

"Now that sounds wonderful. I will have to stop bye when next I get bored. Are you three going to bore me tonight?" I asked.

"Oh God, I do hope not," Jack said quietly. "Are you going to disappoint us?"

"I hope not," I replied. I looked him in the eye and said in a parody of a country song. "Honey, I was a cocksucker, when cocksuckers weren't cool."

The three of them even Jerrod burst into laughter. "My God Maxine how old are you?" he asked. "Women who do that have been cool forever."

"It isn't about how old I am now, it's about how old I was then," I suggested.

"How absolutely wonderful," Michael said. "Did you know that you loved doing it when you were really young?"

"No honey I knew I loved how the men treated me after they knew that I was willing to do it." I made a joke of it. I wasn't really all that young, but I did love how men loved it. That part at least was true. I was also young enough.

"So are we going to find out what you are like?" Michael asked.

"If I give you a blow job what do I get. I doubt that any of you is a great lover of women." I suggested.

"What would you want?" Jack asked.

"How about, if you just owe me a favor, and when I ask, you can not say no?" I asked.

Jack was the most adventurous. "I can do that," he said. "I trust that you won't get me killed."

"I can only promise to try not to get you killed," I said with a laugh.

"So can we get the blow job in advance," Michael asked.

"Sure that isn't a problem," I said quietly while sipping my coffee.

"How about somewhere that is a fantasy location," Jack asked.

"Make it a good one, but not somewhere I am more than likely to be seen by strangers," I replied. "Like not on the dance floor of the disco at midnight. I also will not do it naked. This is a business arrangement not a lover's encounter."

"It doesn't count unless we cum in your mouth," Simon added looking very serious and a little scary.

"I can live cum in me somewhere," I said. "It doesn't even have to be one after the other. You can choose different times and places."

"Wow what a deal, but what if you can't get me off?" Jack asked. He was the most openly sissy of them all.

"Then if I give up on you, you don't have to do me the favor." I suggested.

"That sounds fair. I have nothing to lose," Michael said.

I could see the, like hell you don't, look on Simon's face. At least he did not say anything. I could almost see their minds working trying to come up with the most outlandish ideas.

"Alright, I have it," Michael said. "Middle of the night out on deck. We can surely find a dark enough spot, when they kill the outside lights. They kill most of the lights after 1AM."

"Fair enough," I said in agreement. "Come to my cabin at 2AM and we will go exploring."