Chapter 33

Friday, November 26, 1976

Mike:

Everyone was up early to give us a big sendoff. Bonnie and Beth were a little upset about us leaving, but tried not to let it show. We had a light breakfast then hit the road.

We weren't in any hurry to be anywhere, so we decided to take the coast highway, heading south toward San Diego. <Ladies, if anyone asks, we are a family. All of us are Greens. Sharon is my wife and you other two young ladies are my sisters.>

<You know Mike, if anyone ever asks for an Id, we're in trouble, > Missy said.

<Yeah, We're going to work on that. We may stop in Los Angeles tonight and see about getting some new driver's licenses.>

<How would we do that Mike?> Sharon asked. <Besides, I don't even have a driver's license.>

<It's all a matter of perception my love, > I said. <Let's stop in Monterey and take care of mine and Missy's first, then do yours. We go in to renew our licenses, Missy. We'll have to tell them mentally the license is due to expire. We take the test just like normal, but when the person goes to type up then new license just have her type Green for a last name instead of your real name, and have her put your birth year as 1956. When she hands you your new license, have her give you your old one back too.>

<What are we going to do with the old license?> Missy asked.

<Sharon is going to renew it in her name.>

Cindi giggled. <You said I was devious.>

<Well, this way we have real licenses issued by the state of California, complete with pictures and with birth dates that match our physical ages. We could probably get fake licenses, but it's much better to have real ones.>

<Won't they figure out something is wrong when someone looks at the old license after we've left?> Missy asked.

<No, sweety. Just leave the person who does yours with the impression we had just gotten married. That will explain the mane change. I doubt they'll even think of date of birth. If they find your old license in Sharon's file, they'll just think someone miss filed it.>

We found the DMV in Monterey with no problem, and surprisingly it wasn't very busy at all. Missy and I got our licenses replaced quickly, with the information we wanted on them. We decided to have lunch before Sharon went back for hers.

We ate at a nice little seafood restaurant overlooking the bay. The food was great and the view was fantastic. I stoked up on shrimp and a lobster tail while Missy had scallops and Sharon had salmon. Cindi, of course, had to be different and had something called "A Bucket of Boat Trash". There was a little bit of everything in there. I think she may have had the best of us.

After lunch we went back and got Sharon's first driver's license. Talk about getting it fixed up the way she wanted it. She was now a 21 year old married lady who had been driving for five years.

After we had gotten out of Monterey, headed south, I pulled over and asked Sharon if she'd like to drive. She was a little scared at first, but took to it like a duck takes to water. Soon, she was laughing and talking with us as she drove.

I let Sharon drive for an hour, and although she was ready to continue, I told her she'd had enough for the time being. After I was driving again, I asked Cindi to call Bonnie for us. We chatted for a few minutes and told her about the driver's licenses.

<I think we're going to stay somewhere around Los Angeles tonight Bonnie, > I told her. <We're in no hurry to be anywhere, so we're just going to relax.>

<Just be careful Mike, > she told me.

<I have very precious cargo Bonnie. I plan to be very careful.>

We found a nice motel just south of LA. We got one room with two beds. It was a nice room, but there wasn't enough room in one of the beds for all of us. We all agreed that the next night we'd find a room with a king sized bed.

Bonnie:

Mike has been doing such a good job at this that I haven't felt the need to butt in. Since we're scattered now I think we need to keep track of all of us.

Mike and crew hit the road around 9:00 AM. Thelma and I decided to go in to the office for a while. Thelma is an amazing woman. She's taking her position as Chief Operating Officer seriously. I think the woman would work twenty hours a day if we'd let her, but then when you get her away from the office, she's a tiger in bed.

Thelma called Jeff and asked him if he'd come in for a while. When he got there she told him about Missy's idea for an inspection team to look over any new real estate purchases. He was impressed and said he thought we might be able to find a retired electrician and a retired plumber who wanted to supplement their Social Security for those portions of the inspections.

Jeff, there are two women I'd like for you to talk to. They are Mrs. Arthur Andrews and Mrs. Frank Daniels. I think Mrs. Andrews is a realtor, but I have no idea what Mrs. Daniels qualifications are. I'd like to see if there is any way we can use them in the company," Thelma told Jeff.

"Any particular reason you want to employ these two women?" Jeff asked.

"Their husbands worked at the school where I worked. They were real assholes and got themselves in a lot of trouble. Their wives and children don't deserve to be punished for what these two bastards did."

"I'll see what I can do Thelma. If the one is a realtor, we can definitely use her. I'll find out what the other one's qualifications are, and we can talk about what we might use her for.

I spent most of the day on the phone with our broker. We went over the stocks we wanted to be buying, and discussed the best ways of handling our investments over the next year. It was a very productive day.

The bad part of the day came when we got home. Mike, Sharon, Missy, and Cindi were gone. It was lonely.

Saturday, November 27, 1976

Mike:

When I woke up, Sharon was snuggled to one side of me and Missy was snuggled to the other. What woke me was Cindi crawling up my body to lay on top of me.

I gave Cindi a nice cuddle and kiss then told her I had to go to the bathroom. She grumbled and moaned, but I assured her we could get back just the way we were when I finished.

I stumbled into the bathroom and raised the seat. When I finished up, I went back into the bedroom and found Cindi snuggled up to Sharon's back.

When I climbed back in between my two beautiful ladies, they both woke up. I intensified the link between all of us, and we just enjoyed each other for a while. Quite a while it turned out. It was almost noon before we got out of there.

We discussed where we wanted to go from here over breakfast. Missy said she wasn't interested in going back through San Diego, and I had to agree. We talked about going to Las Vegas again, but all agreed it was somewhere we'd already been and we'd just as soon go somewhere new.

<How about Phoenix?> I asked. <I've always liked Phoenix and it should be nice and warm there.>

"I've read about Phoenix but I've never been there," Sharon said.

"They've got nudist camps there don't they Mike?" Missy asked.

"I've never been to one there, but I'll bet the do," I told her.

"Let's do it then," Cindi almost yelled. I had to quiet her down before we could keep talking.

"So, you're wanting to go to a nudist camp are you?" I asked Cindi.

"You betcha. I didn't like having to wear clothes all day yesterday Mike."

I laughed. "I know what you mean Sweety. Okay. Phoenix it is. It's a little far to drive if we started out this late, but there's a town just inside the California border we could stay at tonight. Blythe or something like that. It should be about four or five hours from here to Blythe and another three on in to Phoenix."

We took off right after eating and enjoyed the drive through Palm Springs and across the desert. It is bleak, barren country, but beautiful in its own right.

We pulled into Blythe before five o'clock and got a motel room with a king sized bed. We moved our things into the room and I asked the girls what they'd like for dinner.

"Pizza!" Cindi said. "I want pizza."

We all agreed that pizza sounded fine, so I told the girls to load up and we'd find a place to eat.

"Can't you get one and bring it here Mike?" Cindi asked.

"I suppose I could. You want to eat in the room?"

"I want to eat naked," she told me with a smile.

I went and got us a pizza.

All three girls were naked when I got back to the room and I soon followed their example.