Chapter 11

John, Violet, Hannah, Samantha and Susan

I am in the bed room, Hannah is on the couch, watching TV. A knock on the coach door. Hannah hollers, “come in.”

In pops Georgia Stevens, looks at Hannah and says, “Hi, you’re Hannah. Right?”

“Yep that’s me, the one and only, have a seat and get comfortable. As soon as the gang is in here, we’ll start the interview. John is in the shower, and Mom and the girls are sightseeing.”

Not knowing we have company, I walk into the lounge area, naked as can be, with a towel on my head drying my hair, I guess Georgia’s mouth dropped open and she just stared at my privates, like she never saw a naked man before, at least that is what Hannah told me later.

“John!!!, we have company cover yourself!”

At the same time Violet and the girls come in, Violet says, “Getting comfy John?”

I ‘m turning away headed towards the bedroom.

“Does he know she’s here?”

“He does now, he just walked in, like he owns the place, which he does. Scared Georgia, she hasn’t recovered yet.”

“I have now, I guess I forgot ya all are nudist.”

Violet says, “the inside of the coach is, clothing optional, but we usually warn folks before, and we will dress if they are uncomfortable. But don’t try to startle them like John did.”

“Will he come back out?”

“Yes, I think he is embarrassed too, but he will be dressed next time.”

“Awe, that’s a shame, I rather enjoyed looking at him, if you don’t mind me saying so, I’ve only seen one other man necked, my boy friend, but he didn’t have equipment like John. I’m sorry I shouldn’t be talking like this to his wife, I apologize.”

Sam pipes up, “they’re not married, she’s just his favorite. I guess she’s wife number one, Hannah two and Sue and I are last. She’s my real Mom and Hannah and Sue are real sisters.”

“Excuse me for asking. But do all of you have sexual activity, with him?”

“Yes, we’re one big happy family.”

“That’s enough, Samantha.” As Violet scolded her. “We are not ashamed of it, but we don’t advertise it, right Samantha?”

“Yes, Mom, I’m sorry. I have a big mouth.”

“How do I join your family?”

Violet speaks up. “We don’t have any openings right now dear.”

I was listening the whole time at the end of the hallway. But I didn’t let on, She looked like a prime candidate, Slender with big firm breasts, about a C cup, on her short build they looked bigger, I’d say she was about 5ft even. I don’t remember her age. I walked out into the lounge area and politely sat down. Then, there was a knock on the door, I opened it, a pleasant looking man said, “you can’t park here, sir.” Then he noticed Georgia, “Are these friends of yours, Georgie.”

“Yes these are the folks I told you about, that are going to write a book about me. Why can’t they park here?”

“I don’t have a license, for camping.”

I ask him, “Did you ever?”

“I didn’t, but the previous owner did. As a matter of fact, There’s a hook-up at the end of room twenty-seven.”

“Let’s go look at it.”

So we all went to look at it. It was older but in good shape, only thirty amp service, we took a fifty amp service. There is an adapter in the electric hook-up compartment, that I think will do the trick.

“So, how much is the license?”

“$750.00 a year.”

“How long does it take to get one?”

“One day.”

“OK, how about I pay for the license and you let us stay here, for free. Does that sound good to you?”

“How long would you stay?”

“10 to 30 days, it depends on how long it takes to write her story. Ten cents a kilowatt sound about write to you, that seems to be the going rate. Can we go get the license right now? Is there a way to drive around, so we can park facing out?”

“Sure, I’ll get the truck, and pick you up at twenty-seven.”

I hopped into the coach and drove around to the hook-up, leveled the coach and ran the slides out. I let the girls do the hook-up, while I went with, Mr Jenkins. The Mayer’s office, was where we went. It was fast and efficient. $750.00 was right on. Traveling to the court house and back, Mr. Jenkins and I had a nice talk about Georgie, as they called her. She cleaned the motel rooms, for Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, but it was really Mrs. Jenkins’s job, but they let her have the job, cause she was so bad off, and she worked at the gas station/store/restaurant. They let her sleep in the store room and use the restroom to clean up. I asked why he didn’t let her have one of the rooms at the Inn, he said he offered it but she would not hear of it, saying they did enough for her already. I asked where is she from, he said the back country of West Virginia. But her and her boy friend was living in Virginia, not far from Fancy Gap, till he was killed by a runaway truck and she was told to leave Virginia and never come back or they would throw her in jail and nobody would see her again. I asked can they do that and he said not legally but it certainly can happen in the county where her boy friend was killed. The truck that killed him was owned by the biggest employer in the Five county area driven by the owners son, who was drunk. She made a big stink about it, wanting the son arrested and charged. That was what got her run out of town. She was threatened, to be raped and really fucked up, if she didn’t drop it. She is saving all her money for a lawyer, but when they find out what it is about, they won’t touch it. Not even a North Carolina lawyer would touch it.

I learned a lot and wanted to compare notes with the girls. It turned out, they had more details about what happened, than I did and names of folks who could provide evidence. Our car was out of the trailer, so now I got to show off my plan for the trailer. I went out there and turned on the Air conditioner and that blew the main circuit breaker in the coach, so I started the generator and that took care of it. I pulled down the big round table that was attached to the ceiling opened the legs and wall-la, got the chairs from the bed, that were neatly stacked and bungee corded to the bottom of the bed. Went into the coach and got the three recorders that we used pencils, tablets and mine and Violet’s laptop computers. I went to the coach looking for violet and the girls. No one home and the car was gone. I called Violet, she answered on the first ring, she said that they had went to the store where Georgie worked to get ice cream and wait on her to get off and bring her to the Inn, so we could have our meeting. They were setting outside at a picnic table enjoying their ice cream. I suddenly realized the I had not eaten supper. Violet and the girls ate at the store/restaurant. I said I would catch a ride there. I went to the office and asked Mr. Jenkins for a ride, he said to busy and threw me the keys to the truck. I hopped in. it had been a long time since I drove standard shift, but I made it, had it mastered by the time I got on the highway. Sure was busy, where did all these people come from? I made it to the store and parked, out of the way. Georgie was working the counter, I ordered two hot dogs with onions and barbecue, deep fried mushrooms and a large Root Beer. I went to stand aside and Georgie said go set with the family, I’ll bring it out to you. A rough looking guy said, “how’s come he gets personal service and I never do?”

“I’m a personal friend of his family, that’s why.”

“We could be personal friends too, if you would let me.”

“That will be $21.75, please.”

“You can call me by name, I know you know it.”

“OK, Mark here’s your change.”

“Counter please, I’m going to take a break.”

“Break, you get off in a half hour.”

“But I haven’t had one all day.”

“Take a half hour, but don’t leave till your shift is done.”

“Thanks Joe.”

I went out the door and held it for her, since she was carrying my food for me. Then some asshole grabbed her arm and a way went my food.

He said, “get out of my way cunt or I will mess you up just like I did your old man.”

“You no good bastard, You’re going to get yours, just wait and see, I going to tell the world, all about you and your Daddy.”

Joe came out and said he saw the whole thing and told him to leave and never come back, not even for gas or diesel.

Mark walked up to him and said. “I don’t want to see you in North Carolina, either, go back to Virginia scum.”

The asshole said, “you can’t do that. I’ll get even with all of you, just wait and see.”

With that he flipped everyone the bird, spun around and got in his truck and left.

Joe’s wife came out with my replacement food, I offered to pay for it, but Joe wouldn’t have it.

Joe sat down at the table with us I motioned for the girls to take over in the restaurant, and told Joe’s wife to set down with us. She said, “I can’t someone has to take care of the store.”

“Don’t worry, it is being taken care of.”

She looked and said, “I guess your right. Your Georgia’s writer friends, aren’t you? She needs all the help she can get.”

Just then, Georgie got up and went into the store to help, at the register.

I looked at Joe’s wife and said, “we are going to do all we can, to get her what she wants, revenge or whatever.”

She was staring at Violet, the whole time and said “I seen you on TV and you too. she said. “You’re that lawyer and you are the writer fellow that got all those lawyers in trouble with the law in Georgia. My God she has all the help, she will ever need, now.”

I asked her if she had read any of our books. Her reply was she didn’t have time. I asked her name, so I could give her an autographed copy. Their names were Joe and Mary Hartman.

I went inside and asked the girls if they wanted to stay longer, that if they did we’d leave the keys to the Explorer and take the truck back. The meeting is all set up, for when they got home, I told them, and Georgie could stay with us tonight.

Violet and I got in the truck, headed back to the Inn. Violet, looked at me and said, “You want to fuck her don’t you?”

“Violet honey, I don’t need to fuck her, I got four perfect wenches of my own any time I want.”

“But you still want to fuck her, it’s okay you know that. Samantha or someone will record it and we can all watch it together. You know you not only want to fuck her, but you need to.”

“Honey, I am trying to be faithful to you and the girls but you won’t let me.”

At 11:15 the girls and Georgie came home, with a bag of hot dogs and a quart of barbecue, and went straight to the trailer. Violet and I followed right behind with a cooler full of beer and soft drinks. They were amazed at the conference room in the trailer. Georgie remarked that, we were certainly all business. At that Samantha pulled out her phone and played the recording of the ruckus at the store. She got it all, Georgie was again amazed at our eagerness to capture everything.

The girls had cleaned up and closed the store with Joe and Mary. All was shut down except the pumps, they were credit card only all night. Sometime, well after midnight a truck pulled up to the pumps and three guys got out, pried open the doors, two grabbed the security cameras off the walls while the third thru a glass jar filled with gasoline at the store room door while the other two lit flares and tossed them in the gas that came out of the broken jar. “Take that bitch, who’s sorry now.” then they ran back to the truck and headed to Virginia.

Joe and Mary heard the truck burning rubber out of the drive, from their house trailer in back of the store. Running to the store they could see the flickering flames before they turned the corner of the store. Mary, who always had her phone with her called 911 and reported the fire. Joe ran inside to save Georgie, but couldn’t get close to the store room door, got severe burns on his hands and arms. Mary yelling the whole time that she wasn’t in there, She left with the girls. He finally heard her and came out, by now he was suffering from smoke inhalation and could barely breathe. A firetruck and a squad were first to get there. The firemen pulled a hose off the truck and had the fire under control quickly, the EMT s had Joe setting on the back step of the squad with an oxygen mask on him, even with burns to his face. They were pouring sterile water on his burns then putting some kind of suave on the burns and covering them with gauge, stood him up and with the help of the other firemen pulled the gurney out of the back and helped him climb on it, as soon as he was loaded, Mary got in the cab of the squad and were gone with lights and siren.

A red fire chief car pulled up and took charge, he noticed a police car there out of the way. Headed over to the policeman asking if he got anything so far, the officer said that he got a statement from Mary, the co owner of the store, and the pieces of broken glass, from the jar that apparently had the gas in it. While that was going on, Mary had called Georgie and told her what happened and could she please go and secure the store. Georgie and I had just started to get warmed up on the murphy bed, she still had her bra on, but I had got a good feel and squeeze in, and they were all I had imaged. I called Violet immediately and told her to get the car we were going to the store, she said they were already on top of it and for us, to hurry and get dressed, they were waiting in the car. Georgie and I ran out, I got in the front seat, Georgia climbed in the back, Violet hit the button to close the hatch and we were off, but had to stop and see what Mr. Jenkins wanted as he partially blocked the exit out. Told him the abbreviated news and were gone this time, I didn’t know the explorer would do 95 but Violet got it there and we were there right now, we came sliding up to the outside pumps. Everyone thought we were some kind of fire officials, arriving in a shiny red SUV like we did. The back hatch opened and we looked like the clowns getting out of their little car, at the circus. Georgie was putting on her T shirt and I was buckling my belt. When we got to the door. The Policeman stopped us from entering, saying it is a crime scene.