Chapter 38

A few nights later I was sitting outside having a beer and having a cigarette when I saw Luna walking in the front of the park. And I smiled when she had a cup of coffee in her hand, as I suspected she had been working. She waved as she passed by, and went into her trailer.

She came back a few minutes later, and had changed from the short skirt and blouse she had been wearing to shorts and a tank top. She smiled at me and sat in my lap, giving me a kiss before saying hello. She took the beer out of my hand and asked me how I had been.

I said things had been going well, and she asked me if my parents had been visiting. I looked at her and she smiled. “Well, I saw a family was visiting you, and you are always talking about your sister and you had mentioned a brother. I just assumed they were your parents, and that was your brother and sister I saw with your dad in the playground.”

I shook my head and laughed, taking the beer back to take another drink. “Actually, that was my brother, his wife, and their kids. And yes, he’s about nineteen years older than I am. His mom died long ago, and our dad married my mom a bit after he joined the military.”

“OK, so that was your niece and nephew. Who was the Mexican girl?”

“Oh, that’s my sister, Grace. But she’s not Mexican, she’s Shoshone Indian. And no, she’s not my real sister, but that’s how we always thought of each other. We grew up together, and have been best friends and as close as siblings all our lives.”

“Well, she’s cute that’s for sure. I thought she was Mexican like me, with that bubble butt she has and the black hair. Of course, most of us Mexicans really are nothing but Indians mixed in with some of the Conquistadors long ago.”

She smiled, and took the beer back again. I told about their visit, and she said she was fully moved into the park now. She sold her furniture to some of the people in her apartment complex, and was actually making double payments on the trailer to pay it off faster.

“Not bad, so you’ll have it paid off fairly quickly. What’ll you do then?”

“Not sure, probably just stay here. Oh, and when it’s paid off I’ll save to get a truck. That way in case I have to move I can tow that somewhere else. I do like it here, but I’m a bit trapped as unless I can find somebody to do that for me I can’t move.”

“True, but you can even get something like what I have. I would have to check the weight plate, but I bet your trailer weighs about the same as mine does. Even some older station wagons or full sized vans should be able to pull it. Just not real far or up steep hills.” I told her to Santa Clarita or thereabouts would be fine, but not to try and take it to Bakersfield in anything other than a truck.

We talked about our trailers for a bit longer, and she complained that she had to disconnect her propane tank twice and take it in to get refilled. Then she asked me how I did that, as I had two tanks.

“Oh, simple. I don’t. I’ve never used the propane since I got it, other than to use the grill.”

“Then how do you take hot showers, cook, or heat it then?”

“Oh, here, come in and I’ll show you.” Luna finished the beer then smiled and got off my lap, and joined me inside. I then pointed out the hot plate, and the small toaster oven. “See, I do all my cooking right there. I also had the air conditioner replaced with a heat pump, so that gives me both AC and heat and uses only electricity. And you can add an electric rod into your water heater and use that. It’s not as fast as propane and not as hot, but it uses electricity so that helps a lot.”

She asked me about the cost of what I had done as we each had another beer, and I told her how much it had cost me. “Madre de Dios, I can’t afford that!”

“Oh, then don’t. Get a small electric heater, and just get the water tank rod. That was only around two hundred, and does not take long to put in. If you ask the manager, she might know somebody that can do it for you right here in the park.” She smiled and gave me a kiss, thanking me for the advice. We talked for about an hour, then after another kiss she went on back to her trailer.

I spent about an hour messing around on the keyboard, and was just packing a bowl when there was a knock on the door. I opened it, and was surprised to see Luna again. I asked if she’d forgotten anything, and she asked if she could come in. She saw the bowl, and it was only polite I shared it with her.

After we got nicely baked, she reached out and started to caress the back of my neck. “George, I want to thank you again for all you’ve done for me. You’ve shown me you are a real friend.” I assured her I was, and I enjoyed helping her.

“Well, then let me help you back.” Her fingers on the back of my neck were doing delightful things to my body, and I felt little George starting to rise to the occasion. I was surprised when Luna slipped off of the couch, and then sank to her knees in front of me. Then pulling my sweats down she pulled my cock upright and took me into her mouth.

Luna was really great at sucking cock, and soon she had me fully hard and growing closer. I moaned and softly told her I was getting close, and she just started bobbing her head faster. I warned her one more time, and when she did not slow at all I leaned my head back and moaned, cumming into her mouth.

I could hear her gulping, and she made a soft humming sound as she did. Finally she came up, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled at me. “Hmm, it’s been a while since I got to taste it.”

I pulled her up and gave her a kiss, and she curled up next to me. “What brought that on, can I ask?”

“Oh, I was giving you a little test tonight, and you passed. Almost every time we met up, we ended up fucking. And I was curious if that was all it was, and if we would fuck every time.”

I looked into her eyes and sighed. “Luna, we did that because I thought you wanted to. But no, it’s not any kind of requirement. If you ever need my help or anything, you have it. No strings attached. I enjoy fucking you, but we don’t have to fuck. Ever.”

She smiled and kissed my nose, and nodded. “Yes, I can see that now. And you did not seem upset I left earlier. And as a reward I came back. And yes, it has been a while. You are only the second guy since I kicked my ex out that I let cum in my mouth.”

We cuddled together on the couch, and I asked if she was alright. She smiled, and said we were not fucking. “No, this is not about you putting your cock in me. I just wanted to show you I appreciated being treated as a friend, and because I really did want to suck your cock and taste your cum.”

I assured her I would not fuck her, and pushed her back and started kissing her. And about ten minutes later I had my hand inside her panties as I was sucking on one of her nipples. And not long afterwards she came on my fingers, urging me to bite on her nipple as she did.

When I finally pulled my hand out she smiled at me, and gave me another kiss. “Wow, that was actually just what I needed.”

“Glad to help, and we are keeping your promise as we are not fucking. I was just returning the favor you gave me is all.” We kissed for a few more minutes, then after a hug where she pressed her entire body tightly against mine before she left the trailer and headed home.

It was another month until we had another session with Rad. And I was a bit surprised when I arrived to pick up Dani, Peggy and Mary were waiting outside as well. Seems that Jack wanted to meet Peggy, and Mary just wanted to come along and see what it was like.

And when we arrived, I was not incredibly surprised when Jack recognized them. But he smiled and said “Hello, Honey!” and Peggy went and gave him a hug.

“Honey indeed!” she said, and looked into Jack’s eyes. “Jack, you know better than that, you don’t call me honey, or sweetie, or darling. I have a name, use it. Peggy, can you say that?”

But she did not sound mad, and I realized right away she was covering up for him using her “porn name”. And Mary immediately introduced herself by her name, so I think he knew her from sets as well under the name “Monica”.

And while Aunt Peggy was there this time, Kris was not. Jack was again playing the video on the screen, and mostly it was Peggy on the sax and Taylor on the drums as they did a few slow segments during parts where it was clear something was wrong. The rest of us filled in as background however Jack and Rad wanted it.

After several hours, we called it quits and Rad called Peggy over as he made a phone call and put it on the speakerphone. I was a bit surprised when I heard Mandy on the phone, and after being asked the two gals started talking in Japanese. And even I could tell that Peggy was much faster and more fluent, but Mandy seemed to have no problem keeping up.

After about five minutes, they stopped. “Jack, I think she’ll be fine. I’ve actually listened to some of her voice work, she’s actually well known in Japan. Think of when we were kids, hearing say Casey Kasem or Scatman Crothers in one of our cartoons. She’s kinda like that in Japan, often playing foreigners or witches from what I saw. I would rate her Japanese as way better than mine is. Mine is more correct and formal, but she has a much better accent and her colloquialism is far better and more natural than mine.”

“Well, from what I was told yours is mostly from school and professional meetings. While as mine is from living there off and on for several years now, and doing a lot of voice work. But don’t put yourself down, Mrs. Culver. You were perfectly understandable, if just a tad bit of Hokkaido accent mixed with something else I couldn’t identify.”

“Well, for the first blame Mister Tamata, he was my teacher at CSUN. The other might be a tad of Okinawa, one of the gals I talk to works at Gem. She’s from Okinawa and came here with her husband who was in the Air Force. I mostly practice with her, so I probably picked up some of her accent.”

They talked for a few more minutes, then hung up. I saw Jack hand her a script, and told her to just give it her best try and translate on the go. “This is just a test recording, so don’t worry if it’s not perfect. Mostly we want to see how it sounds, and the pacing.”

She went in the sound booth, and spent about fifteen minutes reading several sections. And it did not sound bad, but I could tell she stuttered a few times and would pause to think of a word. And when she came out, both Rad and Jack looked happy.

“OK, that is the English script, of course. Go ahead and take it home and look it over, let me know in a week or so if you’re interested. And feel free to make your own script off of that, or we can have it translated for you. If we do that, it will probably be Mandy that does it.”

“Oh, I can translate it, don’t worry about that. I can tell you now I’ll take it. Give me about a week to translate this, can you send me a copy on disk?”

Rad said he would do that, and as they talked over some other things I joined Dani and Mary on the couch. Mary seemed excited, and said she was glad for both Peggy and Dani. I asked her why she was not trying, and she shook her head.

“Oh, I know French, and did spend some time in France several years ago. But Dani is a native speaker, and much better than I am. I also speak half decent German, as well as Yiddish. But my Hebrew is nowhere near as good as Peggy’s is. Even when I was working in France and Germany, they would comment on how my accent was clearly American and bad.”

Dani and I both grabbed one of her hands and squeezed, but she did not seem upset. Just that she accepted she was good enough for porn overseas, but not enough to do voice work for a living in those languages.

We finally called it quits for the day, and as usual were relaxing upstairs eating a late lunch. Mary said she was amazed at what all Rad had in his garage, and he just shrugged. “My dad used it for years, mostly for doing demo recordings as he was the A&R guy for the classical music department. I took it over when I started my band, and it’s kinda been mine ever since. Back when we had a band, this is where we rehearsed and auditioned new members.”

And it surprised them all that both Keith and Aunt Peggy had been in the band back then. “Oh, those were the days. Keith, Rad, remember New Years 1982? George, they had all spent New Year’s at your dad’s place, and the next morning Keith was bored, and called Rad here and he decided to throw together a rehearsal. Mostly I think to show off to Holly, who was Keith’s new girlfriend at the time.”

“Hey, you know that’s not entirely true!” Keith exclaimed, but I saw Rad was nodding. “We were at Pete’s place, and it was boring. Almost everything was closed, and Mandy was going a bit crazy as there was not even a parade on. Plus they had helped me come up with the idea for that cover for “Never on a Sunday”, and I thought you all would like it.”

And I saw Aunt Peggy smile, and nod. “And that’s how I met Mandy, actually. And the rest of the gang. And you’re right, we were still doing that cover until Rad took off to try and make it big in New York.”

Rad laughed at that, and nodded. “I thought I could make it there, but all I got was hooked on smack and kicked to the curb anywhere I went. I finally came back, and by the time I was clean everybody had moved on. Sharla had hooked up with Karl during that time, and my dad got me a job where he works. Two years later I was doing A&R myself for their rock department. To be honest, I rarely play all that much anymore. But I do have a talent for producing so that’s what I do now.”