Chapter 89

“Was I in it ... is that why you yelled for me like you did?” I asked, having no inclination as to why this was happening.

“I’m so sorry for yelling ... where is everyone?”

“In the spa,” I told her. “Do you want to join them? I think they’re all naked.”

“No, that’s OK. What have you been doing?”

“Listening to music, I really need to get some more. Especially for my impersonations. Tom Jones might be my next one. Are you going to tell me about your dream?” I asked her.

“Not right now ... if you don’t mind. It was very disturbing,” she responded in my arms. After a bit, I released her and she left to her room.

I needed a pill, so I went back to my room and got one washing it down with a bottle of water. I walked to Izzy’s door and knocked.

“Come in Michael.”

I walked in, now seeing her and Stu holding each other, “Are you still ... out of sorts about your dream?” I asked her.

“Michael, I have ... a very delicate question for you, and if it upsets you, then so be it.”

Staying standing up, I said, “Go ahead Izzy.”

“I - we have seen a look in Peter’s eyes that makes me think he wants to do more of what happened between us in the spa, but he hasn’t overtly asked me anything. Besides that, it wasn’t nearly as good as Stuart or you are.”

“Hey guys, what’s going on?” Jenn said in the doorway wearing a matching T-shirt and pantie.

“Just talking,” I answered. “I have decided that SWEET CHARITY will be a concert, but we will have all the dancing we can fit inside it.”

Princess said, “He’s in my room, Jenn. Could you please leave?”

“Sure,” Jenn said pulling the door closed.

We talked it through getting Stuart’s take on the matter. He had mentioned he noticed the way Peter had been looking at his sister, but didn’t think much of it.

I left them alone.

“Stuart, Make love to me, please?” I heard from the other side of the door.

With Michael gone, they had a very tender kiss between the two of them, then she pushed him on his back, pulled his semi-hard dick out, and fellated him to a quick and remarkably satisfying cum.

Not to be outdone, he returned the favor, but took his time knowing how much he loved her and she loved to be eaten out by him.

Until he met her, Stuart had never done that with a girl, so she had to talk him through it the first time, but nowadays, either one of them would start an evening, or a morning session of sexual relations by this very satisfying sexual act.

He followed it up, by a very romantic and adventurous session of missionary position sex, causing him to fill her up, although not as much as Michael had.

Jennifer had been an absolute tigress in bed, and muscles I hadn’t been using were quite sore, but I wanted so bad to not let any of them know ... I walked slowly to my small synthesizer I kept in the bedroom.

I also told Princess whenever she was ready to tell me the details of her dream, she could. This week was the week I was expecting the TransAcoustic piano to finally show up.

Nobody knew this, but I also ordered an Acoustalon Marimba, a set of 1.5 Octave Chimes, a Vibraphone and a full set of sticks and paddles.

We got all of that money, specifically for equipment, so that’s my justification. I almost got the Steel Guitar Jason wants so bad, but I couldn’t find a credible site online to get one from. I will try again sooner or later ... I have some saved tabs to go back to. I still need to get a full backup set of drums to replace what burned. The best of the best are made by Roland, according to Miss Case. They’re US based, a nice surprise.

The doorbell rang, I used the camera to find Paul, Cece, and Baby Andrew were at the door.

Jennie beat us all to the door, letting them in ... Tracy was with them flashing me a smile.

“We have been wanting to see what you did with the place,” Paul explained.

“Let me show you around,” Jennie said.

Cece handed off Andrew to Tracy who snuggled him really close.

Jenn, Princess and Stu were making baby noises to Andrew.

I offered them a place to sit, as Princess asked if she could hold little Andy for a minute. Jenn also had the opportunity to do that as well, before giving him back to Tracy.

They went into the kitchen, dragging Stuart along with them.

“Sit down Michael, I don’t bite ... unless you like that sort of thing,” Tracy flirted. I knew I liked her.

“You look quite natural with a baby in your arms,” I said.

“I need a boyfriend before I can do that. Nowadays, nobody wants a thirty-seven-year-old ... and I have given up looking. Now, if you had an older brother, I might be interested, Mr. Thomas?

“Have you moved in with Paul and your sister?” I asked this pretty, slightly younger version of Cece.

“No, I have a place right next to the college and it’s not much, but it is my home.”

“Their place is a lot closer from here than the college is. Why don’t you take a break from VU, move in with us, save some money along the way in school fees, apartment rent and all the gas you use to do all of that driving.”

“You’re asking me to move in with you and what my sister calls ‘your harem?’” she said holding little Andrew who had fallen asleep.

“I’m not the only guy here, Stuart has moved in. I don’t need an answer this exact moment, just consider it. We have a spa, a pool and we sing practically every night after dinner.”

“What about when I’m needed to babysit Andrew?” she said sounding like she was thinking about it.

“During the day, you could stay at their place or we could get some stuff to keep a baby around here. Both Isabel and Jennifer could take turns with baby Andrew. We could always use another cook and another member ... to my harem?” I said breaking into a smile.

“This is beginning to sound like something that could be a whole lot of fun,” she said. “Did you look at my sister ... like you are looking at me right now?”

“Probably ... this is for your ears only, but I was worried for a moment that Andrew might be my baby,” I admitted although I was just as sure I wasn’t.

That didn’t shock her like I thought it might. She had him in her arms and she cooed to him a little. I leaned over to see his eyes open and smiling at her. I would be smiling too, because of her pretty eyes.

The obvious noise of the ladies’ shoes told me they were headed back downstairs. I leaned back and we stopped the flirting.

“What have you been talking about all this time?” Cece asked.

“Actually, Cece ... I have asked your sister to move in with us,” I said waiting for someone to overreact.

“Why would she do that, Michael?” Paul came right back with.

“Actually ... it’s a win, win ... win,” Tracy said. “I take some time off from VU, move in here, which is much closer to your place saving me university fees, rent, and gas money. It puts me closer to you when you need me to come and take care of Andy. Lastly, Michael was telling me some of the perks of living here.”

“What would those be, exactly?” Paul questioned knowing well the reason.

“I would eat better ... I can learn more about cooking, there is a pool and spa and Michael’s personal services, if I availed myself of them. My first priority would still always be Andy, but I would get the extra advantage of getting to know everyone here. Michael even proposed to set aside a room here for Andy to give you two some quality time alone again.”

“That means Jennifer and I could help take care of Andy. It sounds like a really great Idea, doesn’t it, Cece?” Princess said sounding eager. “Stuart could learn about babies, for when we have our own.”

The look on his face ... was priceless!

“If you have something to say about this idea Cece, please do?” I asked.

“I wish I had a reasonable reason for her not to do this, but if she wants to take the time off from school, that’s her decision. Be careful of Michael, Tracy ... he can be quite captivating.”

“I understand, but I’m an adult and I’m responsible for my own actions. I honestly don’t see a downside to this idea. Does anyone else have a comment about this?”

Sitting next to her, Princess said, “I would like to welcome you to Michael’s house and I personally can account for his love for everybody, including little Andy. It’s funny, he even looks a little like Michael, around the eye, doesn’t he?”

Cece and I had a look, and I just laughed, with everyone joining in, even Paul.

I hadn’t prompted her to say anything like that.

After they had all left, each holding Andy again first, Jennifer closed the door and walked up to me and said, “OK, Buster ... who flirted first? You or her?”

“This evening, she started it ... and I was brought into it by her pretty face. We had spoken before, but there was no flirting at all. Tonight, after I took Andy to let her sit down, we had a significant ‘moment.’ We have not kissed, only touched hands a little. I even told her that I had thought, for a moment, that Andy might be my child. She smirked at that, until Princess’ unexpected remark which got me a glare from Cece.”

“What about this stuff regarding getting some things over here for Andy?” Jennie said.

“We eventually will need a number of things for our children, won’t we Jennifer?”

“So, we could go shopping for baby boy things,” she said making it sound like a foregone conclusion.

“Which room would be Tracy’s?” Princess asked me point blank.

I went out to the middle of the floor and pointed up and north. “That one directly over the kitchen, with baby Andy’s being right next to hers.”

“That would give me a chance to help as well,” Jennie remarked.

Jenn and Princess gave her each a big hug, with Princess saying, “I’m sure Michael could help you out with that.”

I was embarrassed as Jennie said, “I have given that some thought. However, that would mess up everything that is currently going on. If I was ten years younger, I would do it.”

“You’re kidding, aren’t you?” I said. “I would feel obligated to help you raise the baby. I couldn’t just not have you and our baby not a part of our lives.”

“Michael,” Jennie said. “Let’s not talk about this please? We need to make room for Tracy and Andrew, don’t we?”

“It’s early enough, let’s go out, get some dinner and buy some baby stuff,” I said.

Two hours later, we were home having eaten at Arby’s, and shopped at Walmart. I was out of my league walking through the ‘baby’ aisles of the store. We got a crib & blankets, child car-restraint, bassinette, changing table, a stroller plus a reversible baby carrier. Jennie suggested a baby bath and I finally had something to say and added a few baby monitors and night-light. Stuart offered to help me put everything together after it was back at home.

Instead of buying baby Andy any clothes, we bought a two-hundred-dollar gift certificate for Tracy and/or Cece to use.

We brought in everything, but it was late and we all went to bed.

“Can you imagine me as fat as Cece was?” Jennifer said to me.

After school the next day, Jennie dropped Jenn and me off to pick up my as yet un-driven new car. With the amount of practicing I had behind me, and my brand new license I had garnered after getting a perfect score on both the driving and the written tests, it was a blast to finally be an official driver in the car. I asked my fiancée not to snuggle too close, I needed to concentrate. She whined a little, but understood. I had been an observer for a long time, but I felt confident.

After about ten minutes of driving around, I motioned her over to me. She promised no tickling, I agreed.

“Are we going anywhere in particular, Loverboy?” she asked.

“Am I boring you just driving around?”

“No ... finally, we are able to spend time together. I’m having a blast. Maybe we could drive to the Mansion construction site and watch what’s going on?”

“A beautiful girl with a wonderful idea,” I said making the U-turn I needed and turning south on Main Street Rd. There seemed like a lot of people working, so we pulled in, turned off the car and sat on the hood watching.

I saw a crane holding a very large piece of lumber which was being manhandled between the guys working at sixty feet in the air. The far east wall was going up at the same time moving along with the offices being built on that same side. Seeing an outside wall being worked on was really exciting.

With the lighter winter from the year before, things were further along than I had expected. Lower Hart Street Road, before a narrow two-way gravel road was getting widened, and paved. Very cool!

We were there for a half hour when I got a call, “Where are you, Michael?” It was Jennie.

“Watching the Mansion being built. What’s going on with you?” I asked.

“Your piano arrived including some other things you never talked about. Do you want everything assembled?”

“Sure, if they’re going to do it ... we will be there in a little bit. ‘Bye JT.”

We got off the car and headed home. We have too many cars again. Especially when Tracy moves in.

The TransAcoustic piano had been delivered and put in place. The other goodies didn’t require a lot of assembly, but I was happy it was being done for us. I had everything positioned as things were finished. I gave out some nice cash tips and they were gone.

Princess was attracted to the Marimba. I opened the box with all the mallets giving her two of the soft kind. The first thing she played was the five tone from ET, with it sounding perfect.

They took all the trash with them, I saw the owner manuals on the dinner table. “Oh, Jenn and I already ate. Sorry ... I should have called.”

With her hands on her hips, “Yes ... you should have. But, a chance to watch something being built I know you love. Go play on your new piano, Michael.” Boy, did Jennie just sound like my mother, or what?

It even kind of turned me on!

After looking through the owner’s instruction manual, it didn’t take long to start making beautiful music. I started a backtrack, then played “Buenos Aires” ... very well, I might add.

They all applauded.

“Wow, that really sounded fabulous,” Princess said joining me on the matching piano bench that came with the piano.

“Would you like to sing ‘Crazy’ ... the country song?”

“Sure thing,” she was quick to say.

I made a few changes to the settings, then...

Crazy
I’m crazy for feeling so lonely
I’m crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue

I knew you’d love me
as long as you wanted
And then some day
You’d leave me
for somebody new
Worry
Why do I let myself worry?
Wondering
What in the world did I do?
Oh, Crazy
For thinking that my
love could hold you
I’m crazy for trying
And crazy for crying
And I’m crazy for loving you
Crazy
for thinking that my
love could hold you
I’m crazy for trying
And crazy for crying
And I’m crazy for loving
You

The moment it was over, she hugged and kissed me on the cheek. She started to look around. “It’s not plugged in ... how is that possible?”

“It’s not electric, it’s the special methodology used in its construction. I’m not sure how else to explain it without reading directly from the owner’s manual,” I said.

“That’s OK, but it’s cool the way you made it sound. Play something instrumental, would you please?

“Sure thing, this is from FROZEN.”

I adjusted a few things and played a piece called “Royal Pursuit” from the actual movie. I instantly realized I knew the whole score.

This new piano gave a new meaning to touch and feel. They all applauded.

“Would you ladies be interested in helping me hear a number we haven’t done, and wasn’t in the movie?”

“Sure,” they all said. “Only if Jennie and I can eat first,” the redhead added.

I went off to make four copies of the one copy of the score I had printed.

They were eating one of our staple meals, cheese sandwiches. Jennie insisted we sit down and join them.

I picked up the sandwich on my plate, took a bite and said, “Wow ... you added cinnamon, that tastes really good.”

I ate two sandwiches, followed by my evening pill and water. A very tasty difference from the norm. I sat and watched everyone eat, rather impatiently. They all smiled at me, knowing I was eager for the new song. What they didn’t know, was that if it sounds like I expect it to, the GSS might not be Dark in February after all.

I had put the scores on the other end of the table, asking them to pick one up and turn to “Spring Pageant.”

“All of the voices are little kids, except the Director, which Stuart could help out by doing. The trolls and children narrators all speak with no emotion or inflection ... got that.”

We’ll need about ten young’ens

They all nodded...

Winter’s gone and
Spring is springing
Shines the sun with warmth of old
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Chapel bells are ringing!
We’re done with being cold

Flowers a-bloom
with odors pleasant,
All of Arendelle is glad!
Mother Earth, we thank
you for the presents!
Spring’s good and winter’s bad.

(As a round)
Winter’s gone and Spring is springing,
Shines the sun with warmth of old.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Chapel bells are ringing!
We’re done with being cold.

ALL
Brrrrrrr!

PAGEANT DIRECTOR (Stuart)
Good! And exeunt group. Narrators come down stage, with confidence!

All the way to the end, they were pretty good. When I was finished playing ... they all giggled and said something equivalent to “That was a lot of fun.”

“Yes, it was, wasn’t it,” I said getting out my phone. “Nice job, Stu. You have a wonderful voice.”

“Thanks, Boss!”

“We are doing a FROZEN concert in February ... GSS will not be Dark,” I announced, making them all very happy.

“Which of the music will we be doing?” Jennie questioned.

“All I can fit in. I’m certain we can find something for all of our teenage performers, plus Peter. I’m texting that I want all the singers. Does that sound OK?”

“Go ahead, it sounds like fun. I bet you we are going to have a lot of trolls,” Jennifer said.

I sent the text. “That will be a true production number, that would need the best choreographer I know. How about it, Jennie?”

“I’m already excited about it ... what a marvelous idea. We need the rights to do it, don’t we?”

“I don’t see why we won’t get them, Dad’s been pretty awesome so far.”

That call should be made in the morning. I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything they might be doing.

The next morning, after getting to school in two cars, I called Brian and asked for a quick set of rights to put on a show of most of the official FROZEN music, plus some of the music included in the score, but not in the movie itself. He gave me a very hesitating “I will do what I can, Michael. There are multiple entities involved. By the way, the seven patents regarding the PDI concept has been applied for.”

I could only imagine. However, I had a back-up plan in my head. Many students were allowed laptops or tape recorders to record every word the teacher says during class. So, during Junior Math, which was a breeze anyway, I opened my laptop and started to find the company or email of the married couple that wrote all the music, Kristen Anderson-Lopez & Robert Lopez.

I looked up enough times to make occasional eye contact with Miss Parker, all the while looking and digging down to find what I was looking for. Sharon Sizemore, who was right behind me, whispered, “What are you looking for, Michael?”

I opened a word doc, going up to 72 font and typed in my answer.

She leaned over and whispered, “Look in IMDB, they often carry contact info.”

“Miss Sizemore, is this something you want to tell the entire classroom?” Miss Parker asked from the front of the room.

“No ma’am ... I was just asking Michael why he called a last minute rehearsal of all the GSS singers, but none of the orchestra?”