The Trailer Park: The Fourth Year
Copyright© 2006 by Wizard
Chapter 42
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 42 - Being in love was never supposed to be this much trouble.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Humor Safe Sex Oral Sex Slow
"Before we begin, I think we should say a few words."
Dad set down the steaming bird, picked up his knife and his steel, and started his ritual sharpening. Like Mom didn't keep all her knives sharp and ready.
"Traci..." Dad began.
"Would you mind if I went first?" I asked, standing.
"Tony?" Mom said in surprise. "Usually we have to practically threaten you to get you to say anything. And then you mumble something about football or baseball, and sit down."
"Last year it was both," Traci said helpfully.
"Let's just say that this year, I have a lot to be thankful for." I looked at dad, standing over the turkey, running his blade up and down the steel. "You might want to sit down. This is going to take a couple of minutes."
I took a deep breath.
"I'm thankful for a lot of things this year. First of all, I'm thankful that I've grown up enough to realize that I have a lot to be thankful for."
Mom laughed into her napkin, then exchanged looks with Dad.
"I'm thankful for my sister Traci, who has turned from an evil brat into a human being."
Traci, across from me at the table, grinned and stuck out her tongue.
"Mostly," I added, and she blushed. "I'm not sure exactly when this transformation happened, but I assume it was my outstanding example as a role-model that did it.
Traci stuck out her tongue again.
"I'm thankful that we finally got the Fall Show done."
"And I'm thankful that you made it through it without getting suspended," Mom added under her breath, though not far enough under.
I smiled at my mom. "I was glad I didn't get suspended too. And I got brownie points with Mr. Mulino. They ought to be worth something."
I didn't add that I was glad for uric acid crystals.
Mr. Parker suffered from gout and had missed Tuesday and Wednesday, making for a peaceful end for the short week. I'd never heard of gout outside of old movies about British aristocrats and had looked it up on the internet. While Mom didn't have any more use for Parker than I had, I didn't think she'd appreciate my thankfulness.
"I'm thankful for good friends." Robbie, Mikee, Kelly. Peter, the girl's brother. Ashley. Zoe, who could be annoying. Paula, Darlene, Allie. Luke, who I'd grown away from but was still a good friend. Ricky Calloway. Toby and Sally. Larry. Hell, the whole football team except Mike. I had too many friends to count. "A lot of good friends."
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