Chapter 81

First Stop – 370 miles
STOP/Gas&Goodies/St. Louis
STOP/Springfield, Missouri
HOTEL/La Quinta Inn
VENUE/Stop & Sleep

With all the new people, the ladies created a set of room groupings. They tried to put people together who wouldn’t normally talk to one another.

In rooms with two doubles or queens, they put up to four girls. Boys would only be put in two doubles ... queens would be a waste. All very scientific, which got us twenty rooms for the boys, and eleven rooms for the girls. To keep the younger kids in tow, married couples had their own rooms, but unmarried didn’t.

That didn’t make Jeff and Alice very happy, they were engaged. I made an executive decision and let them have a room together.

Stuart & Izzy and Jennifer & I shared a room with two queens. I made another executive decision regarding Clarice and Michael T, much to my mother’s disdain.

Stuart Barry and Justin White got to share a room. Our total room count ended much less than Mom had booked.

I had previously made sure I had everyone’s email address, so I gang-mailed them, “Go to sleep. We start back up at nine am in the morning. Free Breakfast.”

The next day, we stopped for gas in St. Louis they all got different kinds of things to eat. We got all kinds of goodies. Princess told me Stu got some Hershey Kisses and for every one she fed him, he gave her one on the lips. I assumed the bag would be empty by the time we got to our next destination.

Once in our destination for the night, I asked Stuart if Isabel and I could hook up?

His only word was, “NO!”

After sharing some sodas and potato chips, along with an evening pill, I took my fiancée to our queen bed. The smart decision was to change into appropriate sleepwear.

I got to a T and sweat pants, getting some wolf whistles from our room partners.

My sister made a big deal about removing her bra, but keeping her shirt on, and I applauded. Jennifer did the same also generating applause.

With a six am wakeup call, we turned on our right sides and I felt her squishy boobies up against my back, and easily fell asleep.

I woke up to my phone alarm, with my fiancée snuggled up behind me. We woke up the others and we got our stuff together and went down to get some food before we left in an hour. Everyone was down there. Stuart held a table for us asking Princess what she wanted and he was getting it for her. I’m glad he knows how to be a gentleman.

I got a few waffles, some fresh fruit and juice, and walked back to the table. Stu came back with cold cereal, fresh fruit, and juice for her and a couple of waffles for himself.

Stu and Izzy fed each other a little. Instead of getting up and talking over those people who were not part of our group, I sent a gang mail to everyone saying we that we would be leaving in twenty minutes.

I wanted to get going. I heard a lot of people stop talking and finish their morning meal. I finished my fruit and my last bite of waffle ... excusing myself to the bathroom. I came out and there was a line of GSS members needing to use the facilities.

“Don’t rush ... you have really got twenty more minutes before we actually leave.”

The ladies line was almost as bad, “You have really got thirty minutes’ ladies. Hurry up,” I said.

It’s good to be the boss!

We left for our...

Second stop -- 286 miles
STOP/Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
HOTEL/Courtyard by Marriott
VENUE/Chesapeake Energy Arena

We were on our way to Oklahoma City right on schedule. A few people, including Jeff Bell changed to the other bus. We got Nancy Starr and James Allen in response. He sat by Joan. Nancy sat near us.

Peter drove this just over four and a half-hour leg of our trip. We were performing the following night at the Chesapeake Energy Arena that holds over 19,000. The kids do better when I tell them stuff like that right beforehand. I don’t even ask how much people are selling tickets for anymore. They know what their community can afford better than I ever could.

I got my laptop to check on the Sheraton CM where we were staying. Jenn looked over and we saw the breakfast and lunch menus at our hotel. She pointed out the affordable prices and I gave her a big bawdy kiss.

“None of that now,” Mrs. Chapman said from the navigator’s chair, “or every girl on the bus will want a kiss from Mr. Thomas.”

Nancy, Shirley, Brigitte and about seven others all stood up.

“We have two days in Oklahoma City, ladies. Maybe Mr. Thomas might just accept your requests. I wouldn’t mind being in that group myself, but my husband has told me I can only look and not touch,” she went on to say.

The bus was awash with giggles from all over.

This trip didn’t need a refill halfway like the last one did. We pulled up into the Sheraton with Isabel, Jennifer and Jennie getting off last. I made sure nothing was left behind, checking between all the seats.

I couldn’t get out ... Miss Starr was in my way.

I started a kiss, pulling her up to me tightly. She kissed back giving me a slip of her tongue before we disconnected and I slapped her on the butt to get going. She’s eighteen and it wasn’t her first kiss, that’s for sure.

Oh, my lips ... I took tissue from my back pocket and did the best I could. I’m getting smarter.

“Michael, where were you?” Stu’s redhead asked.

“Giving Miss Starr the moment she wanted so badly.”

“Was she any good?” Jennifer asked.

“Better than my first rating of her, that’s for sure,” I said.

A small alteration to our original plans from Springfield, and everyone was in their rooms. I suggested our two ‘practically married’ couples first get something to eat. The front desk held our things for us and I walked Jennifer into the Land Run Café that was on the premises. We were told to seat ourselves, so I helped each girl into her chair and I sat between Jenn and Stuart. He asked for that as it was possible.

A server brought us menus, a cute girl with a southern drawl. Here name was Betsy.

I looked over the menu finding all kinds of goodies noting they had Coke products. Betsy came back and took our orders starting with the two girls then Stu. When it was my turn, I said, “I would like a certified angus burger with no tomatoes, french fries, and a Barq’s root beer. Could I also get another one of those beautiful smiles of yours, Betsy?”

She giggled, blushed, and naturally her dimples appeared again.

“There it is, wow ... I will bet you get lots of tips just with that smile of yours.”

“Thank you Mr. Thomas. Having the GSS here is so exciting. I will have your food in just a few minutes.”

“Thank you Betsy,” I said with her having already stepped away.

“Do we have to muzzle you?” Stuart said.

“Sorry, her dimples just made me want to talk to her. Princess had dimples, as does my wife. I’m sorry.”

“Had dimples?” Izzy said.

“Your face is not the first thing I notice these days, beautiful.”

She arched her back as if to say, ‘Look at me.’

I saw Betsy approaching, so I tapped Princess to stop what she was doing. She gave me a kiss, and a quick. “Love you, Sweetie.”

She had a helper bringing the food. Betsy placed our meals in front of us while her helper watched her at work.

“Who’s your friend, Betsy?” Stuart wondered.

“This is Sawyer,” Betsy said. “She’s in training.”

Talk about dimples, Sawyer is all dimples with a hefty endowment in the bosom area.

“Eye’s up,” Isabel said to him adding a giggle.

“Thank you ladies, it all looks so good ... as does the food,” I said getting a jab in the side as our servers both laughed at me.

“If there is anything you want, just yell for me,” Betsy said. Sawyer waved, then turned to follow her mentor.

“Let’s eat, why don’t we?” Stuart suggested.

“Good idea,” Jennifer said picking up her turkey club sandwich.

The burger I ordered was remarkable, as were the Idaho grown large cut french fries.

Sawyer came back by herself to ask, “Is everything just the way you like it, everybody?”

“Everything is very good,” Ms. Guthrie answered.

“Could I get a refill of my Root Beer, please?” I asked.

“Sure thing, anything else?” this darling girl with green eyes and D-cups asked.

I kept my mouth shut.

“All right, be right back,” she said flipping her short skirt up as she turned to walked away.

The food was great, Betsy and Sawyer did their jobs well. I paid the bill, handing each girl a nice tip in the process.

They asked for a picture, so Sawyer handed her camera phone to Jennifer as the two waitresses kissed me on the cheek at the same time.

As we left, Princess said, “We need more guys waiting on us. Somebody built like a surfer maybe.”

“We’re in Oklahoma City, Isabel,” Stuart said. “That’s not likely.”

“That doesn’t mean it couldn’t happen, does it?”

“Let’s get to our room, please?” Jennifer asked.

I got our stuff waiting for us, and we went up to our room on the fourth floor. I saw the 24-hour fitness facility sign on my way up ... good!

There was also an outdoor pool, but it wasn’t available because it was December. Back at home, I could swim all year round, but I understood.

Getting up to our room, I dropped back on the bed. Jennifer crawled up and started to kiss me. It was nice, but I turned to fall asleep.

Since Ally and Jeff’s wedding had been postponed from Thanksgiving to three days after Christmas, they were planning to have a smallish wedding, with the adults in the GSS plus a few others. We’d heard no news from the Planck’s regarding the baby, so all seemed well.

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The next morning, I got a call from Mom, “Honey ... can we talk about what kind of things you want in the new Manor, that Kevin is building for the GSS?”

“Howdo you know about that?”

“That doesn’t really matter. I have excellent skills regarding colors & fabrics, carpets, beds, curtains and such. Have you thought about any of that, yet?”

“This needs to be face to face, Is the foyer OK?” I replied.

We resettled in a corner of the foyer.

“In answer to your last question, I haven’t thought about any of that. not even for a minute, Janice,” I replied. “It will be a very large building, 600ft by 700ft, and I want aisles four feet wide, with those ankle high lights you see in the nicest hotels. Bedrooms will only be on the top ten of the twelve floors. My math skills tell me that there may be 50 to 65 rooms per floor, having the larger suites for families with children.”

“There will be a two story high foyer broken down into a huge TV room, a play area, and a very large kitchen for one family or many families to use together...”

“Michael ... Michael, you seemed to be in a haze. What’s going on?”

She gave me a shoulder shake, and I was clear again. “Do you remember the month after I turned ten years old?”

The look on her face was scary, “That again?”

“The only two people who know about it are you and me. That was amazing, and maybe my brain is telling me that I should tell Jennifer about it?”

“I’m not sure if now is the time, but, it is your lives that will be affected, whether you tell her or not.”

I wondered if now the right time was to tell Jennifer about what happened almost six years ago.

We discussed some more details, on the Big Manor, then I gave her a kiss, and got in the lobby leaving her to take an elevator to her room.

After shaking my head clear, I called for the next elevator up, and Shirley Neff and Brigitte followed me on the elevator. Uh-oh?

“Good morning ladies,” I said as the door closed.

Shirley got behind me as Brigitte started an absolutely first rate kiss. My hands couldn’t keep from putting themselves on her butt and pulling her towards me.

The door opened and my Jennifer was standing there, with her hands on her hips. I was apparently covered with lipstick and the girls left me alone quickly.

Jenn pulled a tissue from her purse and said, “You are what used to be called a ‘hound,’ and I would be more careful in the future. Brigitte appears to be lurking just outside your harem wanting her place whenever she gets the chance.”

She cleaned off my face and we went down to the complimentary breakfast. I got her chair for her and we sat for a while before we went to get breakfast.

I surprised her asking for a wire rack, in our existing home, to have some alcohol around for those moments we have adults over. She said we would need wine glasses and a possible rack for those as well. She showed me what she was talking about on her phone. I agreed to the idea.

I assented to put a mini-fridge in each of the bedrooms. I suggested an additional refrigerator, out in the garage, plus a chest freezer.

“Yes, please, the biggest one you can find. Two, if necessary. Shopping could be handled less often that way,” I answered. “We would want to able to get the car in close to unload whatever we buy...”

“You have really been worried about all of this detail, Michael?”

“Not worried, I always sweat the details, Beautiful.”