Chapter 51

When school started, I was a bit surprised to find out that Shawna was in my Spanish class. I was already sitting down when she came in, and she froze for a moment when she saw me there. But she smiled at me and quickly came over and sat down next to me.

“George, you’re back?” she said, and pushed up her glasses. Something I always found endearing.

“Yep, and as a Junior no less. I did more than enough classes to get caught up, and am even a little ahead. And there are no openings in the law program, but I decided it would be better to finish at CSUN than to keep working for my degree at Glendale.”

“That’s great, it’s gonna be nice seeing you again like this.” I agreed, and it was good to see her again. Even if I did also notice she was still wearing her engagement ring. At the end of class she again hugged me before we headed to our next classes.

And Linda was right about Lucy, while a bit flirty she still never went beyond that. And I knew by the end of the next week of working together I was firmly in the “Friend Zone”. But that was fine, as she was fun to chat and flirt with.

One night when I got off work I even sat at my computer and watched a video of “Cinnamon Perry”. And that was when I discovered she had a ying-yang tattoo just above her right tit, and her nipples were pierced. And as I was watching a second video, I realized she was not only at least bisexual on video but she took it up the ass. As she was on her hands and knees eating out Danni as a guy was stuffed balls deep in her pooper.

And it was kind of sexy, hearing Danni lapse into French as she came. This was really the first video I had seen with Danni, and I actually found myself more attracted to her than to Lucy. And as the guy pulled back and came on both of their faces, I realized where it was shot. It was in the living room of the main house the girls had lived in, as that gaudy metal art over the fireplace was very distinctive. I could even see the piano behind Danni’s shoulder.

And I then knew what I wanted to see, and went to a folder I had hidden on my drive. And was soon watching Shawna and I in the motel room the night she first saw me playing. And I timed it so that as the same time I was cumming in her, I was cumming into a washcloth I had grabbed earlier. I watched another of our tapes, and I was masturbating again when they finished.

I quickly changed to another one, and was watching the first time I fucked Zoe. And found myself imagining being with her again, but this time with Kris also. And as I was watching myself fucking Zoe doggy style, I was imagining doing that to Kris. As her face was buried in Zoe’s snatch like the time I had caught them both at Becky’s shop. I felt my balls give a lurch at that thought as I grabbed the already messy washcloth and came into it again.

In early October as I was working on an assignment at home, Pete called me and asked if I was coming up for the convention. I said I would love to, and he handed the phone over to Mandy. “Oh George, that’s great. OK, you all are leaving on Wednesday afternoon. You all will be here almost a week, so make plans. You all are departing Van Nuys on Wednesday, and returning on Monday afternoon.”

I made notes on a pad on my desk, and told her I would be ready. “Oh, and wear your uniform. Harve already asked for you to do that, the two of you are flying the Gooney Bird up here.” I gave out a whoop at that news, and I could hear Mandy laughing.

“Really, I get to fly the DC-3?”

“Yep, consider it your first orientation flight on it. Oh, and when you get up here, we need to have a talk. Looking forward to seeing you then, bye sweetie.”

After she hung up, I was happy as hell. Finally I would get a chance to fly the biggest plane in their fleet. And the week before we left, we had what Rad and Jack thought would be the last of the music sessions for the documentary. Jack had called me a few days before and told me to bring along my amps this time.

And this time it was not in Rad’s studio, but in an actual music studio off of Hollywood Boulevard. And I was surprised when I walked in, and saw there were a dozen other musicians there. And we even had Peggy, Kris, and Crystal there.

Danni was the last to arrive, and soon we were all set up and Rad gave us all a small speech. “OK, for those of you that have been working with us since this project started this is going to be three renditions of ‘Stormy Weather’. The traditional, the upbeat, and the harsh versions. I have been working with the rest for the last two days, so they should blend in well with you guys.”

Rad gave a count, and soon we were all playing. And I could see Crystal on the bass, Kris on her flute, and Peggy was playing sax. And I was using a piano, and it sounded great with actual violins and horns. As well as a real drummer. And Rad was actually not a bad conductor. After three runs, he had us do it three more times so it could be recorded.

We took a break, and when we returned we did the upbeat version. For that I moved over to my keyboards, but I realized that I was only going to be using one of them as we had a full orchestra this time. So no more needed to fill in horns, violins, and drums.

We took a break for lunch, and I was sitting next to Kris. We each got caught up on what we had been doing, and I was a bit surprised when she let me know she was single again.

“What happened with Zoe?” I asked, a bit surprised.

“Well, his name was Mark. To be honest, us as a couple really only lasted about three months. She was missing dick, so we just went back to being friends. We still get together from time to time, mostly if we are between boyfriends. Which has not happened for a while now, as she has been with this guy Trey for three months now.”

As we were playing the harsh version, I found myself wondering if I should try asking Kris out again. She was 17 now, and the age difference was not so much of an issue as it had been the last times we dated.

When Rad was finally satisfied with the performances, he let all the musicians go and had Danni move into a sound booth so he could get her vocals. Peggy and Kris were both packed up quickly, and after hugs and kisses they took off. I was moving the last of my keyboards into my truck when Crystal came up and held up a joint. I nodded, and the two of us moved near the garbage cans in an alley behind the studio.

We both took a few tokes, and she told me she was working at a department store in Canoga Park. “Boy, it sucks big time. I’m working five days a week, and still can’t afford my own place. Must have been nice, being rich enough to be able to have your own place at eighteen.”

But she did not sound bitter, just wistful when she said it. “Well, at first I was not really on my own. I was sharing a room with a guy in the dorm. And the bathroom and rest of it with two other guys. And after that, I just lucked out. Linda’s boss had that place you saw for rent, and he gave me a break in the price because of Linda and Pete. And you know what happened to that place.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you did not actually get arrested, George.”

“Oh trust me, me too. When Pavel’s wife decided to sell that place I was stuck, but I still live in that trailer park in San Fernando now. I even got a newer trailer, and have the back set up as a sound studio. Keith even gave me tips into how to isolate the sound a bit better.”

“Yeah, I forgot he told me that a while back. So, when can I come see it?” she asked, and she bumped her hip into mine as she said that. I actually took a moment to look at her a bit closer, as we had not seen much of each other in the last year. The colored hair was apparently now a thing of the past, and it was now brown and curly just past her shoulders. And she indeed was filling out her jeans and blouse more than she had when I had first met her again at the park concert.

“Well, next week I’m going back to Idaho for a week. But maybe we can get together sometime after that.” Crystal said she looked forward to that, and bumped my hip with hers again. We finished off the joint, and after a hug she went back into the studio to wait with her dad as I headed home.

And if I was not mistaken, both Kris and Crystal were both hinting that they wanted to get together with me again. As much as I still missed her, at least Shawna was still engaged to what’s-his-name. The last thing I wanted was a return to my first months here, and trying to juggle all three of them at once.

As usual, I got to the airport early and was fully dressed in my uniform. I grabbed a printout of the weather reports all the way to Idaho, and was reading through them when Harve came in. He grabbed a cup of coffee and I handed them to him and let him read through them. Together we headed out to the flightline, and saw the plane. Harve lowered the stairs, and soon we were doing the pre-flight. He told me he had it fueled and serviced the day before, so it was all ready to go.

We finished the inspection, and we climbed into the cockpit as he walked me through the start-up procedure. Once the gauges were all in the green, we shut it down and headed back into the terminal. We sat in the lounge for about an hour and he told me things to look out for on the DC-3. But mostly that it was a rather forgiving plane, which is why it was still in service even decades after the airlines had retired them.

After topping off our thermos and another bathroom break, he had me grab a large luggage cart as he grabbed a smaller one. Becky was the first to arrive, along with Taylor and their kids. After hugs we were bringing all of their stuff and putting everything on the carts when Linda and Sherry came in. As expected Sherry pulled out of her mom’s hand and ran over to give me a hug as everybody else laughed. Of course, she gave them all hugs as well.

The next surprise was when Keith came in, followed by Crystal. More hugs were exchanged, and I was shaking my head as I loaded six guitars and all of their stuff to the carts. I looked at Harve and asked him how many more were coming.

“Oh, just two more. Go ahead and take the big cart over, the last two do not have anything that needs that.” I went ahead and rolled it out, and started loading the luggage into the hold. I was just finishing when I heard everybody coming over. I smiled at everybody as I was pushing the cart back to the terminal, and saw that next to Harve was Peggy and Kris. They both hugged me, and I quickly got the cart pushed over and hurried back to help Harve load the last of the luggage.

He was securing the load with a cargo net on top as I ran back the last cart, and I was wondering what in the hell the week would be like. I had already promised a date with Grace this weekend, and I also had Kris and Crystal there also. I was just hoping I could keep the three of them separated as much as possible while we were up there.

Have was starting the engines and warming them all up as I went into the cabin and gave the safety speech. And once back in the cabin I watched Harve closely as he taxied us to the runway then took off.

When we were over the Mojave Desert he turned off the seatbelt lights and made the announcement over the PA that drinks were about to be served. He then looked at me and smiled.

“OK, go into the galley and grab the cart. The ice should still be cold, and there are cups and sodas inside. Just go down and give them whatever they want, the top drawer has peanuts. Put down the napkin, half fill the cup with ice then soda. Give each of them the can, and a bag of peanuts. When you are done secure the cart and come on back up.”

I was already removing my headphones, and asked why we did not have a stewardess. Harve laughed and shook his head. “George, they’re flight attendants. And we only hire one for when we fly VIPs. Trust me when I say this is the most number of VIPs at one time we have ever had as far as Pete and Mandy are concerned. But this group also will not be offended they don’t have somebody to care for them the entire flight. Oh, and next to the galley are the video players, just hit the big green buttons before you get the cart.”

As I was doing that Harve announced that the movie was about to begin, and I heard everybody laugh when he said it would be “Airplane”. I shook my head, knowing that was my brother’s sense of humor. As likely no other airline would ever show that during a flight. And it was kinda cool serving everybody, and it was kinda like a party in the back. I even saw Keith open a small bottle of vodka and pour some into his and Crystal’s cups over the soda.

Once the cart was secured I returned to the cockpit, and Have smiled and told me to take the controls. He turned off the auto-pilot, and I took over flying. And he had a copy of the flight plan on a small clipboard on the yoke, and when we were in Nevada I made a slow turn to the north. I looked at him and he nodded, saying I was about five minutes late but that was more than acceptable.

Periodically Harve would make an announcement as we were flying over or near something of interest, like Las Vegas. And as we were passing near the Great Salt Lake, he told me to go grab a garbage bag from the galley. “Collect up all their cups and trash. Don’t worry if they haven’t finished, the bag is leak proof. Tie off the top and strap it in next to the sink then come on back.”

I did that, and everybody smiled as I did so. I again followed Harve through landing, and once we were on the tarmac I saw the caravan of vehicles. There were eight of them, as well as the box truck from the machine shop. I went and opened the hatch, and saw that Mandy was already there waiting. She told me to go ahead and finish in the cockpit as he took over. And I saw Pete guiding the box truck to the side of the plane, and three guys got out and started handling the baggage.

By the time we were finished, the only one left was Grace. She gave me a big hug, and with Harve the three of us finished the exterior inspection. I went back to the cockpit and grabbed my flight case, and Harve said he would see me on Monday. “Same time, be here at eight.”

I asked where he was staying, and he laughed. “Oh, I’m staying for the night at the airport, then flying the Piper back to LA. It’s getting serviced, then I’ll fly back commercial on Sunday.”