Country Boy in the City
Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom
Chapter 93
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 93 - This picks up almost a decade after "Country Boy, City Girl" ends. George Culver has decided that he has had enough of the hypocrites and prigs in Idaho, and moves to Los Angeles to attend college. Away from his older brother who he has problems with, determined to become his own man in his own way. And not a carbon copy as many expect him to become. Note: Story codes will be added as the story progresses.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual GameLit Historical School Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Small Breasts Smoking Geeks Porn Theatre Prostitution Slow
The next day after Grace headed to the museum for work, I called and asked mom about the trailer. She liked the idea of my staying there, as Dave would probably appreciate being able to use me for some things around the town. And when I asked her if there was internet here other than phone line, she told me to wait and put me on hold. A moment later I said hello to Pete, and he asked me why I wanted to know.
“Well, Grace and I will both be doing online classes. And I think if lectures are involved phone lines will just not cut it. But can I even get something like that out here?”
“Well, that is something we have been looking into. I actually have a proposal here on my desk somewhere from a communications company out of Canada. Now it’s not cheap, and there will be more latency than you are used to. But we can probably have it installed by the time classes start. I’ll come down there next week and talk with Dave about where to set it up. I figure in the back corner of the RV park, and from there run it to the hotel and the museum.”
“Wow, that’s actually where we were looking at putting our trailers. So you can do that?”
“Sure, I’ll just run it wireless with a few repeaters to you and the others. I’ll bring Harry down with me and we can work it out. But this will be higher latency, don’t forget that.”
I asked him what that was, and mom cut in and said she would explain it for me as Pete had a meeting he had to go to. After he hung up, she explained that was the lag because it was satellite. “Now, most times you will not notice. Web pages might take a fraction of a second longer to load, and it would not be good for games. But for what you are doing, that should be fine. Speeds will also be a bit lower, but I know Pete can give you all priority so you get more than the others. We were talking about doing it next year, but sounds like it will hopefully happen this year.”
I thanked her, and we talked a bit more before hanging up. I spent the rest of the morning shuffling around things in my suitcases, then doing a load of laundry. I headed to the museum so I could have lunch with Grace, and that night we had dinner with her grandparents. They both said it sounded great that I would be joining them.
“George, you could probably help me a lot around the place. But on Saturday, expect a board meeting. I think we’ll head up there Saturday, because I know Pete already has some ideas.”
I tried to ask what those might be, and he simply smiled at me and placed his finger next to his nose. “Oh, just some things we’ve all been talking about since we knew you were coming back up here. But we’ll all talk about it together this weekend.”
This time when we got back to the trailer, Grace told me to get the chairs out as she ducked inside. I was sitting for a few minutes and she came out again in shorts and a tank top and handed me my drink. I took a sip, and realized that this time she was not wearing a bra and I could see her nipples poking out a bit.
I asked her if she knew about the board meeting, and she shook her head. “Honestly, this is the first I have heard about it. I have been attending most of them now as your unofficial proxy, normally Aunt Dee will ask me what I think and how I would like her to vote for you. But this is new to me.”
We talked and speculated it might have something to do with what I would do here. Finally we finished our drinks and headed in to bed.
The next morning I spent the morning cleaning the trailer and securing everything inside as we were moving it shortly. I put Grace’s keyboard on her bed and made sure everything that could fall over was secured, then made a list of things I would need to get if I was going to be living in the trailer again.
When Grace got off of work I went to pick her up, and I put a few things in my car as she took a fast shower. And just after seven we were pulling into the compound.
I dropped her off in front of her house, then drove on up the hill. I was a bit surprised when I pulled in and saw the Scout where I normally parked, and Rosie and Paul rushed out to greet me. I hugged both of them, and saw my mom and Pete standing by the door. I grabbed my suitcase, and gave them both a hug before going to put it in my room.
I went to the living room, and saw Mandy and my dad there. I gave them each hugs, and Pete handed me a beer and sat next to his wife. When he asked how I was doing I explained that the drive up was rougher than I had expected so I decided to relax a day or so at Strevell before finishing the trip.
“Other than that, I’m actually pretty good to go. I think it was a combination of the seats not being very comfortable, as well as hours in a convertible with no shade or air conditioning in the desert heat.”
The all said they could understand that, and Pete said he remembered it being like that for him. Saying how it was months until he was up to taking any long distance trips after his accident. “In fact, do you want to use the Scout?”
“What, the ranch truck?”
He looked at me and smiled. “Sure, why not? It just sits here most of the time, and it has air conditioning. If you want it topless you know it comes off. Dad and I already put on the convertible top, come fall just come up and swap it for the hard top for the winter. We’ll just use your vehicle for the ranch truck.”
I thanked him for that, and about twenty minutes later mom went into the kitchen and said dinner was ready. And I actually had missed her meatloaf, and it was like heaven having it again. We talked through dinner about my plans now, as I had missed enrollment in the law school and would have to wait until the next year.
After chatting for a bit in the living room mom and Mandy went to put the kids down in the spare bedroom, and Pete went to the kitchen and brought dad and I drinks. And I was not surprised it was scotch.
I laughed and said “Scotch again?” as they both looked at me. “I asked Grace if she had anything to drink, and she had actually found half a bottle of this that the thieves never found. So I’ve been drinking it since I got up here.” Pete laughed, and a minute later mom and Mandy rejoined us.
Pete and Mandy looked at each other, and Pete nodded to her so she turned to me. “George, we all have a question. How serious are you about working at Strevell for the summer?”
I thought for a moment, then shrugged. “Well, I’m actually very serious. I mean, what else am I going to do? I have about two months until the fall semester starts, and I need to do something. I figure I can work there, surely Dave and Darlene can use the help more than you all can up here.”
I saw them all smile at me, then Pete asked me if I had been medically cleared. “Well, I passed the medical part, I’m just waiting on the confirmation from the FAA before I can actually fly again.” At that mom left, and came back and handed me a letter. I opened it, and then after reading what was inside handed it to Pete.
“Well, there’s the final confirmation. The FAA has reinstated my flight privileges, so I’m good to fly again. And speaking of which, any way we can get one of your planes sent down there?”
Pete finished reading the letter and handed it to Mandy, then looked at me. “Well, how about I propose something else instead? I already have a plane being worked on, it should be ready in about three months. Until then, I want to send you back to school.”
“But Pete, I’m already going back to school in the fall.”
Mandy laughed and handed the letter to my dad. “No, not college. George, we want to send you to a couple of flight schools.”
I looked at both of them, then at my parents. Dad smiled at me and mom nodded. I looked back at Mandy and asked what for. “Well, we found a couple of them that we think would be great. One is in San Jose, it’s an aerobatics school. It’s a two month course, every Saturday. And there is another near Sacramento, it’s a six week course for a commercial pilot. And after that, a two week course in aviation fuel handling.”
I looked at both of them and whistled. “So what, another five months or so?”
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