Chapter 77

It was well liked. Peter and Jennifer came back out together, her looking in love with him now...

SID
I don’t want to talk small talk
Now that I am alone with you
I don’t want to talk small talk
We have got bigger things to do
Let’s not talk of the weather
Or the fashions for the fall
Why don’t you stop
all this small talk?
I have got something
better for your lips to do
And that takes no talk at all

BABE
I have got to buy me
a dressy dress,
the one that I have
is such a mess!
SID
Small Talk!

BABE
Who will you vote for next election,
How do you like the stamp collection?
SID
Small Talk!

Read in a book the other day that halibut spawn in early May and horses whinny and donkeys bray and furthermore, the pigmy tribes in Africa may have a war.
BABE
No?
SID
Yes!
I don’t want to talk small talk
BABE
What do you think they charge for ham now?

SID
Now that I am alone with you
BABE
Got so a buck ain’t worth a damn now

SID
I don’t want to talk small talk
BABE
Read where the winters are getting milder
SID
We have got better things to do
BABE
And that the teenage kids are wilder
SID
Let’s not talk of the weather

BABE
One of these days I am gonna paint the kitchen
SID
Or the fashions for the fall

BABE
Get pop to put a new light switch in
SID
Why don’t you stop all that small talk

BABE
Like I was saying...
SID
I have got something better
BABE
What I mean is...
SID
For your lips

BABE
I was only...
SID
... to do

This has a bunch of music I cut, letting them have a moment to anticipate this kiss of theirs.

He walked into her arms and it was as wonderful to watch, as it must have been to participate in. As it broke up, I moved the music along...

SID
Babe ... I love you. How do you feel about me?

BABE
I love you terribly...

SID
If we feel that way about each other, isn’t that enough?

BABE
You don’t me?

SID
Babe ... I love you

BABE
I can take it if you can...

(Singing)
I don’t want to talk small talk

SID
I have got nothing better
for your lips to do.
And that takes no talk at all.

Another kiss, this one more than before had the audience clapping, like they approved of them. I hadn’t directed any of this after the song dialogue ... I told them to work it out the best they could reminding them youngsters were going to be coming to the show.

There was a dim of the lights as they moved back to center stage. I could see her wiping her lipstick off his cheek in the twilight.

Lights came back up to dialogue...

SID
I love you more than all the homes in all the history books in the world.

BABE
Then tell me...

SID
What a woman ... I will tell ya...

(Singing)
There once was a man
who loved a woman
She was the one he
slew a dragon for
They say that nobody ever loved as much as he-ee
But me-ee ... I love you more.

BABE Tell me!

SID
And there once was a man
who loved a woman
She was the one he
gave his kingdom for
They say that nobody ever
loved as much as he-ee
But me-ee
I love you more

My love is a giant, fierce and defiant
But how can I prove it to you?
Ain’t got no kingdom, no dragon
To back up my braggin’
How can I show what I would do?

I only know there once was a man
Who loved a woman
She was the one he
ate the apple for
They say that nobody
ever loved as much as he-ee
But me-ee, I love you more

BABE
There once was a woman
who loved a man
He was the one that she
took poison for
They say that nobody
ever loved as much as she-ee
But me-ee, I love you more

And there once was a woman
who loved a man,
He was the one she swam
the channel for
They say that nobody
ever loved as much as she-ee
But me-ee, I love you more.

Much applause came before it was even over. These two can really sing together. He’s almost to her caliber, but I want his gun’s empty. This show should go on the Mansion main stage with 25,000 paying customers coming from Hawaii, Alaska, Florida and New York. These kids are great!

She left to another kiss, as the mood changed for the final number of the first act, the “Hey There” Reprise.

He could barely get through this at our last rehearsal...

The stage was dark except for a downstage left spotlight Peter walked into. Beautiful idea, Stu!

Better forget her
Her with her nose in the air
She has you dancing on a string
Break it and she won’t care

Won’t you take this advice
I hand you like a brother
Or are you not seeing things too clear
Are you too much in love to hear
Is it all going in one ear
and out the other...

His tears fell just before the orchestra ended and the blackout occurred.

“There will be a Fifteen Minute intermission. We have a few drinks and sweets for you.”

That was Richard Summers, Attaboy!

I walked out of the pit and was encountered by Katie Chapman, Janice and Ally.

“So, how did it feel seeing your fiancée open mouth kissing somebody else?” Mrs. Chapman said with a really deadly smirk on her face.

“It’s called acting, Jennifer. Unlike what we did together,” I said. “I am ... alright with it. They practiced that scene without a director, because I didn’t want to limit their feelings.”

“Limited feelings?” Ally said. “Do I hear Michael Robert Thomas Junior growing up?”

“I am full-grown, thankyouverymuch. All of you ladies are aware of that. I need to talk to my cast, excuse me.”

I went back finding Peter and shook his hand, “That was beautiful, Mr. Chapman. If I didn’t know you had a gorgeous wife, I would be more than a little worried.”

“Jenn and I promised to not be worried about our significant others during that number. During the reprise I actually had my wife on my mind.”

Jenn came over and kissed me. “Feel better now, Michael?”

“That one kiss was pretty hot, maybe we can role play that I am Peter and your Kitten.”

From behind I sensed my redhead, so I turned to see her in her “Steam Heat” outfit.

“You are wearing underwear, aren’t you Princess?”

“Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not,” she said giving me kiss.

She walked away, and Jenn said, “Don’t worry, she is Michael.”

“Did you take a picture of her?” I heard in my earpiece with much too much enthusiasm.

I turned away and said to Stuart, “Mr. Holland.”

“Three minutes, Boss,” he said.

I raised three fingers until people saw it and reacted.

“Orchestra is in place, Boss ... ready for Master Conductor Michael Robert Thomas Junior.”

“Nice suck-up.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

I smiled as I walked out to applause from the masses. I got in position, and began the “Entr’acte.”

As it ended, the curtain opened to Princess and the Box Boys (Jeff, Richard and John, Sam, James and Geoff)

She walked in front of them and the song began...

“I’ve got Steam Heat...”

As the music got even jazzier, she began an even more erotic number than “Lola” ever was. It was like she was playing with the boys as she twirled between them, laying her leg on their hips.

GUYS
They told me to pour some
more oil in the burner.
They told me to pour some
more oil in the burner.
They told me to pour some
more oil in the burner.

GLADYS
But that don’t do no good.

More dancing, this time the guys were dancing with her, then they picked her feet up and swung her to a standing position on their hands, just a beat behind the orchestra.

That got the second act off to a great start, followed by the Babe reprise of “Hey There.”

This young man, Charles King is amazing, and the audience completely agreed with me.

That was followed by a marvelous version of “Hernando’s Hideaway” sung and danced by my favorite dancers.

Her dancing was spot on, as the tempos change, she moves to all places along the stage with whoever is spotting her also doing a fabulous job.

She strikes a final pose worthy of Gwen Verdon or Chita Rivera.

We cut the 7½ cent number and the Ballet, which took us to the “There Once was a Man Reprise” which both Peter and Jenn performed flawlessly.

That took us to our finale, a stylized “Hey There” as the cast came out to their bows.

Everyone was well received, as the male and female ensemble came out first.

The featured actors came out next, getting a very nice applause.

Mabel, Prez, and Mae were next out with then all bowing together.

Next was Charles, who took a running start and did a forward flip ... landing it and bowing. I had better talk with him.

Peter, then Jennifer and Princess came out together at first to a standing ovation, then Izzy curtsied, as did Jenn.

The final moment was for Peter Chapman. At nineteen he will be a star, besides the moment he is having.

They moved center stage, with everyone forming a single line, then bowing together, then acknowledging me. I raised my baton and they all sang the chorus of “Once a Year Day.”

As it ended, I asked Stu to open me up, “Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls ... thank you for being the perfect audience. Our other two nights are sold out, but in two weeks, is the Lincoln High production of RENT, definitely not for those under fourteen. Good night from the Lincoln High Auditorium.”

The house lights came up and many people gathered to see their kids, siblings or best friends. I was engulfed by Jennie, Sammi and Jennifer Chapman. I got kisses from each. Cece pulled from her husband, looking beautifully pregnant came up to me and said, “That was the best ever show you have done ... so far. My goodness, Jennie outdid herself with all of that choreography, didn’t she?”

“You got a name if it’s a boy yet?” I asked.

“Michael is a really nice name; don’t you think? Or maybe Andrew, that is my father’s first name!”

“You are even more beautiful pregnant ... how’s the sex?”

Acting shocked, Paul said, “Not bad actually, but that is all the information I am giving you Mr. Thomas.”

A woman, similar looking to Cece came up and said, “Hello Michael, my name is Tracy Crabtree. Cece is my older sister.”

“You never told me you had a beautiful sister before, Cece?”

“Duh,” was what she said.

“Did you come in from out of town somewhere, Tracy?”

“No, I live in Vincennes, I’m finishing up my BS Degree in Accounting down in Evansville at the Harrison College campus.”

“Were you at their wedding?”

“Actually, no! I had finals on the previous Friday, and I was completely fried,” she said.

“Are you married? You must at least have a boyfriend...”

Cece pulled her sister away from me, smiling wickedly.

Suddenly, I was surrounded by my girls, both looking ready to go out somewhere nice.

“Daddy,” I heard a little girl saying to a quite tall blond gentleman.

“Ya Erika, I don’t see Ider of dem.”

He looks like a tall, blondish prettier version of Tom Cruise ... Nah!

Mom and Ally came up to me, and I turned them to see this guy, and they said together, “TAGG?”

“Ja, det är mitt namn,” he said. “Oh, I remember you ladies. You are still as beautiful as I remember ... in my mind.”

“That was soooo long ago, wasn’t it Alice?” she said knocking her in her shoulder to get her attention.

“Are you here visiting?” Alice said ... forming words rather slowly.

“No, I have moved back to Vincennes, because dis is vere I met my vife and I heard this school being good place for musically talented children. My daughter Erika vill begin at Jackson in Janary, and if I could find my boy Josef, I vould let him introduce himself. He is eleven years old ... ready for fifth grade.”

An equally tall woman, with breathtaking features had what appeared to be Josef in hand.

“This is my vife, Hanna. I met her here the same year I met you both. Who knows vat might have happened othervise?”

“Yeah mom,” I said. “Who knows, I could be named Sven right now.”

“Is this your son, Janice?” Tagg asked chuckling at my remark.

“Yes, I told him about when we first met walking through this very school. His name is Michael; He was the conductor this evening. I am very proud of him.”

“As you should be ... nice to meet you Michael. Didn’t you also direct this show?”

“All except the choreography, that was a marvelous woman named Jennie Robinson,” I said.

“You are all so talented here. My children appear to be in goot hands.”

“Introduce me,” Jenn quietly said.

“Excuse me Mr...”

“Call me Tagg, it is easier,” he said still exuding charisma from every pore.

“This lovely young lady is my fiancée, Jennifer Guthrie. She’s Alice’s daughter. And this fabulous dancer is my step sister ... her name is Isabel Chapman.”

Josef took her hand and kissed it. Princess giggled in response. He was a tall eleven-year-old.

“Well, this is only the first of three nights performing this, and we have school in the morning ... It was marvelous finally meeting the man Janice and Ally fought over almost 30 years ago.”

“It was more like 26 years, Michael,” Alice corrected.

I gathered up Jenn and Princess, found Jennie talking to Principal McGowan. Not wanting to start another long discussion, I pulled on her skirt.

“It appears I am being withdrawn. I will see you tomorrow at school.”

“Gotta go, Harold,” I said. “These girls all need their beauty sleep.”

All three slapped at me, so I changed it to say, “We have school in the morning, see you then, Sir.”

**********

Fortunately, McDonalds drive through was open and we got some food to take home. I told the girls about Cece’s sister, Tracy.

“How pretty is she?” Princess asked.

“That is almost impossible to answer without making any of you mad at me.”

“OK then,” Jennifer said, “Of all the women over 25 you have ... been with, where does she rank in beauty?”

“In physical beauty, I would rank Clarice the prettiest, then Mom, followed by Ms. Robinson.”

“Thank you honey,” she said.

“Next, would be Jen Chapman, then Tracy, who I just met, Alice and Cece. Did I mention everybody?”

“Your own mother and Alice?” Jennie questioned.

“Not at the same time,” I accurately answered.

Isabel laughed out loud at that.

We arrived at our place, took the food inside, where I got everybody a cold water.

“OK, that surprised me,” Princess said. “Especially where you placed Jen Chapman.”

“Pretty isn’t just boobs, but it helps,” I said getting a chuck on the shoulder from my sister. “The face, including eyes, lips, skin, and mouth is just as important, as is how the hair falls over or alongside the face.”

“You think that Cece’s sister is prettier than Cece?” Jennie said between bites of her grilled Chicken Sandwich.

“Maybe because she is available, and I only talked to her for about five minutes, until Cece pulled her away from me.”

They all giggled, with Princess saying, “That means his vote for her was influenced by his dick getting hard.”

She and Jenn high-fived with Jennie joining in.

“I can’t really keep that from happening. I was tired after the show and she surprised me. Apparently, they are two of five sisters. The others live all over the country, Cece told me.”

“I want to meet her,” Jennifer said, “Especially after you say she’s prettier than her sister.”

We stopped talking to consume our food, I had gotten a Bacon Cheddar McChicken and a Grilled Southwest McWrap. I’m always very hungry after a performance.

Stuart came in the front door, with a bag from Mickey D’s as well.

After she had chewed it all and washed it down, I asked, “Who do you like more, Jeff Bell, Stuart Holland or Josef the eleven-year-old.”

“You.”

“No ... that’s not what I asked you, pretty girl.”

“I would say ... Stuart, because he’s so smart. I like smart guys ... the smarter the better,” she said giving her beau a kiss on the cheek

“Back to you Michael, now ... of the girls under 25 that you have at least kissed, do the same kind of ranking like you just have. Isabel and I won’t interrupt you.”

“Do you want it by the prettiest girl or the best kisser?” I asked wondering how the hell I could do this fairly, but without being beaten up.

“Prettiest,” Princess said.

First, I had to remember them all...

“How many have there been?” Jenn asked.

“Either 16 or 17, to my best recollection.”

Jennie applauded saying, “Kudos Michael. It’s nice to know I am in a relatively select group.”

Turning back to my girls, they looked pissed, “Oh wait, that’s just the girls in the GSS, there were uhm ... three more, so it’s closer to twenty in total. I sorry, some girls would come up from behind and I thought they were Jenn, and later Princess.”

“OK, I wasn’t expecting to hear such a big number, but you are quite charismatic,” Jennifer said. “I won’t be mad.”

“I may get really mad,” Princess said. She got on Stu’s lap and said, “Begin.”

“Going from last to first, Selena Marshall, then Genny Schraeder. After that is ... Geena Prefontayne followed immediately by Bellamy Foster.”

“Next is,

Lily Newman
Nancy Starr
Tiffany Case
Shirley Neff”

The girls were tongue-tied over some of the names I had been spouting off.

“At number twelve would be Kim Patterson, then

Harmony Perry
Shirley Wickes
Nancy Newman
Anna Prefontayne
Anna Taylor
Rose Newman...”

“Ten-year-old Anna Taylor?” Jennifer seethed. “Sorry,” she said followed by a big breath. Stuart laughed out loud, getting a slap on the chest from you know who.

“The top five are,

Mary Mitchell...

“You’re stalling,” Princess said, crossing her arms.

“The top four are really tough to distinguish between,” I said. “I’m trying to compare non-sexualized kissing among twenty pretty girls. Give me a second, please?”

After taking a huge breath, I said, “At the risk of not getting any sex for a week, the top four are,

Fourth: Jenn Guthrie
Third: Joan Prefontayne
Second: Isabel Chapman and
First: Brigitte LaPierre.”

I bowed my head for slapping ... waiting for the first impact.

I heard crying ... from all three. What the hell?

Jennifer put Isabel’s hand in mine, and we left together. I started to talk, but she put a finger to my lips. Stuart nodded his head and took Jennifer upstairs.

I got us each a water and she handed me a pill with a smile. She put her face right up to mine and said, “I love you Michael. We don’t need to make love, just hold me?”

We walked into the bedroom, she put her water down and started to undress. Never before had I realized just how remarkable a woman she’s destined to become. Right now, at fourteen, she’s already beautiful, sexy, seductive, provocative, and magnetic to everyone who meets her. When Stuart can’t, I need to protect her, keep her close to me, regardless of Jennifer’s feelings in the matter.

I was naked, took my pill and drained the water, and I scooted up close behind her.

“If that gets any harder, you could butt-fuck me again ... if you want. I liked it.”

“That’s fine, I like holding you almost as much as you like being held.”

“Snuggle up tighter, please?”

“Anything, for my Princess,” I said. She giggled.

********

Sunday morning, after the best cast party ever, I woke up first and went right to work slurping on the tastiest pussy of all I have tasted. As she awoke, her giggles quickly changed to moans and groans.

“Oooh, Stuart ... that feels so good.”

“Your pussy tastes marvelous Brigitte, the best ever.”

“Than-nk you, Peter. Use that thick long tongue and go up inside me just as deep as you can, please?”

We have begun this role-playing and she has gotten really good at it.

“Can I please fuck you, Brigitte?”

“Just as long as you use every single millimeter of the great big cock you have Mr. Holland.”

I moved my face from her pussy, licking around the edges to get all the juices I could, then I very slowly moved up and as deliberately as I dare I entered this powerful gripping and encompassing black hole of pleasure.

“Uuuggghhh, Ohh, Charles Baby ... take it slow please. I enjoy big pricks just like yours.”

She was doing a fabulous job of keeping in the moment, until I couldn’t keep myself from giving her the last half of it at full force.”

“Shit Michael, that feels massive! Are you bigger somehow?”

“You cause me to be colossal at everything I do, so, hold on to something. I am planning on fucking the holy shit out of my Princess.”

I went deep, staying inside for a few seconds. She opened her eyes, whispering, “Fuck me hard, Peter. Make a baby inside me, please?”!”

I instantly got bigger and harder inside her and went to work. She was quickly out of breath and I was having a burst of energy, so I tried a few new things. I got us both on our sides and I slid inside her pussy from behind her, which she enjoyed. I played with her nipples from behind all the while fucking up inside her causing some unintelligible musings from my little sister.

When I got tired of that, I got under her staying connected and she took over for a while. I couldn’t see much of anything, but the way my cock was sliding up against her insides was new and amazing.

Next, I got her on her hands and knees and pounded her pussy really hard wondering if I dare switch to finish in her ass or not. I quickly decided against it and we got back in standard missionary until I pulled out and came all over her face and tits, with a lot of it dripping down to her tummy.

A nice round of applause got me back in focus. Both Jennie and Jennifer had their hands inside their panties as I got my breath back from this wonderfully long fuck.

I looked down at Princess seeing her eyes closed.

“My god Michael,” Jennifer said. “I never saw anything as beautiful as that was. That’s why she loves you, because you can do that. I love you because you make me melt whenever you look at me.”

“I must admit, Michael,” Jennie said. “If there was a clinic in love-making, a video of what we just witnessed should be the first thing anything should watch. Do you two want to join us for breakfast?”

“No, we’re good for now. Check back in a few hours if you’d like. We’re not going anywhere.”

“I wore Stuart out!” my near wife said proudly. “He’s still asleep and smiling.”

They each took a slurp of my juices on her tummy, making her giggle, while I got a moistened towel to clean her completely. I gave both of them a kiss goodbye slapping each on the butt as they left for breakfast.

With Princess all cleaned up the best I could, I got back behind her and we went back to sleep. I wasn’t tired; I just wanted to have her in my arms.

We eventually got up, taking a shower together. There was no sex in the shower, but there was a lot of love. Once I start kissing her ... I never want to stop. The same is true with Jennifer; however, my feelings for Princess seem different somehow.

After we got dressed, I texted Jenn asking where they were? She said they would be back in about fifteen minutes. They must have been shopping.

I asked her, “Do you still think you know the words to any song in any of the songbooks?”

“Sure, try me?”

“OK, here we go...”

ISABEL (MICHAEL)
I really can’t stay
(But baby, it’s cold outside)
I have got to go ‘way
(But baby, it’s cold outside)

Sometime during this, I heard the door open and saw the ladies and Stu coming in quietly. They had groceries.

When we finished, they applauded vigorously. Jenn and Izzy hugged one another, and I heard them both say, “I love you,” to each other.

“That was very nice, Isabel,” Jennie said. “I would say you have improved not only as a wonderful dancer, but your vocals have sounded better then only six months ago.”

“I agree,” I said giving Princess a slap on the ass. “So, are we fixing dinner or going out?”

“That’s up to you Michael,” Jennifer replied. “We needed some goodies, but this is mostly side dish stuff we just bought while we were out.”

“Yeah Michael, just say the word and we can go out somewhere.” Jennie said.

“OK then, Jenn and I will meet you two downstairs. Since I am a student driver and we have a person over 25 with a license, could I drive?”

They all looked at each other, then Jennie said, “It’s after dusk Michael, maybe during the day would be better ... you don’t mind, do you?”

“I don’t want any of you to be nervous, I don’t mind waiting at all.”

Stu and I gave our regular partners a kiss as we ran upstairs.

Once dressed to go out, I said to Jennifer, “After we get back from our California trip, you and I need to sit down and discuss our future.”

“Anything specific?” she asked.

“School, college, marriage, where to live, and having kids. Stuff like that?”

We met up with the others, and I gave the ladies the choice of where to eat. We were on the way out of town, with Jenn snuggled on my shoulder. “It’s a surprise.”

After some kissing and snuggling, we pulled up to a place called Culvers... ‘Home of the ButterBurger.’

We all walked in, it was really beautiful inside and our group of five were greeted by a lovely older woman asking, “Good evening ... Welcome to Culvers. Would you like a table or a booth?”

They looked at me, so I said, “A table please. This is our first time here. We need a server who really knows their stuff.”

“Then I will have my daughter wait on you, her name is Tina. She will be right with you. Thank you for trying out Culvers this evening,” the effervescent woman said handing us five menus.

“That’s a big menu,” I said taking them from her.

“We have a lot of fabulous food to choose from ... thank you.” She stepped away from the table.

“You can stop looking at her ass, Michael,” Princess said.

“Sorry, she doesn’t look old enough to have a daughter that could work in the restaurant business.”

“That ... and you like to look at butts,” Jennie said.

“Guilty as charged,” I said handing out the menus to everyone.

“Will you look at all of the choices they have?” Stuart said going through it.

“Hello, my name is Tina, my mother Heather tells me you are all new to Culvers. How can I help you?”

I took too long of a look at her, getting a shoulder from Jennifer and a look from Princess.

“What do you suggest for some ButterBurger virgins?” I asked.

Without a blush of any kind on her face, she answered quickly, “Any of our signature sandwiches ... they are all first rate, I am lucky I’m not fat from all the ButterBurgers I’ve eaten.”

“Which one is your favorite, Tina?”

“Depending on what my scale has told me that day, I love ‘The Culver’s Bacon Deluxe,’” she said.

“Then, that’s what I want, with a large order of crinkle cut fries with your Signature Root Beer as my drink. Sorry ladies, I shouldn’t have gone first like that. Between the menu, Tina and her mom, I’m quite distracted.”

She smiled and took everyone’s order, helping them as they went. When she was done, I added, “I would also like a to-go order of your twenty-piece fried chicken, for when we leave?”

“I can do that, thank you ... I will bring your drinks right out.”

I felt Jenny’s hand on my erection, and she said, “Naughty boy.”

“She’s a pretty girl, so shoot me.” I said.

She came back with our drinks saying, “One of the other girls working here tells me you are Michael Thomas. Is everyone a real member of the Gold Standard Society?”

“Yes, we are,” Princess said extending her hand in friendship. “What do you mean ... real?”

“I have a necklace too, only I can’t wear it at work. I am the unofficial head of the Evansville Gold Standard Society Fan Club. We have over 500 members so far.”

“Really?” I said. “Are there any other Fan Clubs?”

“All over Indiana, from what I understand. Plus, there are others across the country. You guys are famous.”

“Thank you Tina, that was very nice of you,” Stuart remarked.

“I will be right back with your food. Can I get a picture with you before you leave?”

“I will always take a picture with a pretty girl like you, Tina,” I said to a slap on the back of the head from Princess.