Chapter 2

Two weeks later, and no word or contact from Elizabeth. That afternoon, I got a frantic call from her.

She said, “My mom busted me with the GPS in her car. We are on our way over, got to go bye. I’m so sorry.”

I can hear that she is crying. A few minutes later, my cell phone rings again. It is Elizabeth, I answer, it is not her, it is her mother,

“Hello, is this, James?” She asked with a heavy accent; I could not tell if she was mad or what.

“Yes, it is. Can I help you?”

“I am Elizabeth’s mother, and I am on my way to meet with you in person. I should be there in a few minutes.”

Next, I see the silver Toyota Camry in my driveway. I am in a full-blown anxiety attack. Thanks to Xanax. I can deal with what is about to happen. As I make my way to the door, I can see someone exiting the car, cannot tell who it is yet. I open the door. It is Anna, Elizabeth’s Mother.

Cue the twilight zone music. This woman looks like Elizabeth’s twin, only 20 years older. She got right in my face and said, “So you’re the pig that has defiled my daughter! What have you got to say for yourself?”

“Hold on here, your daughter is an adult, and I did not defile her. She came here to get her computer fixed. What happened after that was not a terrible thing! We had an amazing time together. I respect her very much.”

She asked, “Where did this take place? I demand you show it to me!”

So, we head back to my bedroom, and once we get in my room, her tone seems to change.

She said, “Now show me how you fixed her computer and then show me how you seduced her. She told me everything, so do not sugarcoat it.”

I tell her everything that has happened, just like she wanted. We make eye contact frequently throughout the ordeal, changing Anna’s vibes towards me. I swear she looks at me with a vastly different gaze than when it started. What comes next really knocks me for a loop.

She said, “I see now that you are telling me the truth. I love my daughter very much. Even though we are not typical Americans, you know we come from Israel. I hope you have no intention of taking your relations with my daughter any farther than this. Elizabeth is a test-tube baby, and I do not know her father. My husband is more of a business partner. We are not lovers; we live separate lives. My daughter will have the same. She will marry into money.”

We head back out of my room. As we walk thru to the living room, the climate changes, and my skin begins to crawl. Anna stopped, turned around, grabbed me by the waist, looked into my eyes, and said, “You will seduce me now.”

As she slips one hand into my pants, her tongue in my mouth, I am powerless to stop it. She said, “I am glad you fixed your medical issue.”

What in the hell is happening here? As I come to my senses, I hear Anna talking to Elizabeth. She is already in the house, standing beside her, tears rolling down her cheeks. This poor girl has been crying for a long time. Anna then tells Elizabeth that she has seen me for the last time before they leave for Arizona for Christmas and New Year’s there. “Then it is back to school for you.”

Elizabeth turned to her mother and said, “I need to be alone with James. Give me ten minutes alone, and then you can have him back.”

Anna said, “Ok, see you in a few minutes,” and walked outside. We hug and kiss for a while, and she tells me how sorry she is because she has lied. A few minutes pass, Anna is back, wearing the black doeskin leather duster and has a special little box in her hand. She pulls Elizabeth away, speaking in a language I do not understand.

My jaw hits the floor. I could not believe what I was seeing. The women are inches from me, and I seriously could not tell these two girls apart. Sisters. But mother and daughter, this is too creepy again. I cannot stop it. It is human cloning for a price! Anna and her daughter walk out to the car.

Ok, I am finally alone. I tried to make sense of what had just happened; I saw the women drive away together, but no, Anna was standing in my room. She looked at me and said, “Now it’s my turn,” as she opened the doeskin leather duster to take it off. “Or do we need to smoke some of this?” Referring to the box.

We smoke a little more hashish. By this time, Anna was naked, standing in my room, and said, “If what my daughter told me is true, I have had nothing like it. I must have it.”

She was wearing a white semi-transparent blouse with no bra. Her nipples appeared as buttons on the surface of the material, the diameter of a Bic pen top. Her black slacks fastened around her tiny waist and fell to the floor, with is a pair of four-inch heels. She lowered her duster off the shoulders threw it to my computer chair. She did not untuck her blouse and unbuttoned it, leaving it on, I suppose, until later. And this point, you could see that she was wearing nothing underneath, and they were hints of her breast picking out. Flipping out of her heels, she kicked them over to the desk and then unbuttoned her pants and let them drop to the floor. She stepped out of her pants, picked them up, and then took off her blouse, folded them up, and put them on the computer chair.

Now she is completely naked, standing in front of me, exposing all the charms as I could appraise what she looks like now. She had large full breasts, no blemishes on the skin, olive color in nature, no tan lines, meaning sunbathing in the nude. She came to me in my arms and proceeded to kiss me, holding me in a firm embrace. We stood there kissing for a long time, deep and passionate in my hands all over her skin, checking everything out.

She proceeded to open my shirt and take off my clothes as I was kissing her. It was not long before we were both naked, with me sporting the healthy hard-on to get the job done. We stopped kissing long enough to move into the bedroom, and she laid down in the middle of the bed and spread her legs wide open. I jumped into the deep end and started diving for the prize waiting for me between the legs.

She said, “Umm...”

I do not think I have to say what happens next.

Waking from another incredible night’s sleep, there she is, Anna, the mother. Or is it? What is going on here? Why is this happening? It took three hours before I was in bed with Elizabeth. Anna, it took less than an hour. She took it from me. She was ready to kill me when we first met.

The following day, my cell rings. It is Elizabeth.

She asked, “Good morning! I hope mom went easy on you. Ask her when I can come over?”

I shake my head and hand Anna my phone. I can only hear Anna.

“You can get me now.” She hangs up. “I must go now,”

Anna stopped me and said, “I want to shower before Elizabeth gets here.”

“Let me pee first, please, then it’s all yours.”

Anna is still showering while I meet Elizabeth at the door. Hearing the front door open, in comes the girl I want to see. This girl is so damn cute! She smiles and gives me a big hug. I am having trouble controlling my emotions at this point.

“We need to put all these discs on my new laptop.”

We start to recover her computer, a brand-new gaming laptop. The image transfer goes smoothly, and Anna comes into my room, wearing nothing but a smile. She asked, “Care to have a ménage à trois?”

All I could do was sit there in complete shock. Anna went over to embrace Elizabeth as if this was an ongoing affair. Anna said, “Do not look so shocked as to think we are both such prudes as to ignore the fun two women can have when they have all the time in the world on their hands.”

She proceeded to kiss Elizabeth and undress her. Breaking off the kiss to move to the bed, Anna waved for me to come over. I got out of my chair started moving to the bed, undressing as I went, naked when I reached the bed. I laid down on the middle of the bed and allowed these two well-trained lovers to take over. That night was pure bliss!

In the morning, they leave early, before I wake up. I am now alone, time to digest what has been happening.

Anna called and said the next day, “I have to catch my flight to Arizona at noon tomorrow. I am in a cab on my way over. Be there in a few.”

I spent several minutes cleaning my humble abode, stripping off the sheets, and remaking the bed. Just as I finished, there was a knock on the door. Opening it gave me quite the shock, as there stood Anna, with her black doeskin leather duster, opened in front exposing the baby doll she was wearing, complete with matching panties and thigh-high stockings.

“Do not just stand there. Come on in.”

Anna stepped inside, and James closed the door as she passed him, turning around to see what she was doing. She proceeded to the middle of the room, turning towards him, flashing a big smile, pausing as she dropped her duster and placed it on the computer chair. Taking the next few minutes, He walked around her, taking in every curve of her body until returning to her front. Embracing her in his arms, and started to kiss her, his hands moving all over her body, caressing her lingerie-covered skin.

We stopped kissing long enough for her to say, “Let us go to the bedroom where you could slide into something moist and hot.”