Chapter 533: Dinner and Wedding

Dinner time!

We managed to get everyone out of the house and down to the restaurant before seven. Winter was already there with her parents and fiancé. Kattie and her group arrived a few minutes late. I pulled Leah into the back and re-did her hair, which is why they were late.

Winter’s mom was in heaven holding April.

Mom didn’t tear get mad at me for being rude and not doing the introductions when she saw the difference in Leah’s hair compared to the mess Leah had when she arrived.

“David, I want to introduce you to my fiancé Joel,” she told me.

We shook hands, and I congratulated them on their upcoming wedding.

He joked, “I’ve learned that I’m going to be the one staying home with the kids. It isn’t like I can even come close to making what Winter makes. At least I know how not to burn water.”

“If it doesn’t have microwave instructions, I can’t cook it,” she told him. “You knew that when we met.”

Ariba had tried to dress not to make herself stand out, but that was never possible for her. The girls dragged Tee and the boys over to one of the rotating Hibachi areas away from the adults. Bart went over to flirt with Kay at the sushi bar. Kattie and her roommate chose to sit on either side of me and couldn’t quit squirming in their seats as we talked.

I leaned over to whisper in Kattie’s roommate’s ear, or that is how it appeared. I put my hand under her skirt to flick her cum switch and make her cum as I kept her from slumping down in her seat. Kattie came when I whispered in her ear.

Both excitedly told my parents how I had moved them and their kids up a floor where everyone now had their own rooms. Their rent wasn’t getting increased either.

I got Joel talking about where he and Winter were going to live. It turned out that Winter got a house as part of her signing bonus with the people that had the super-fast space jets. They didn’t register anywhere because they already got everything they needed before Joel proposed. All they wanted was to have their friends and family come to watch them tie the knot. April did ask if they wanted a flower girl and ring bearer. The twins would look adorable. Because Winter didn’t have any bridesmaids and her mom’s position didn’t allow her to take that role, Winter asked April. It seems April is about Winter’s only friend, that is female. She had a few Navy women she knew from the carrier, but they didn’t hang out.

Winter’s parents took a while before they accepted that my parents were what I had told them long ago. Both worked middle-class jobs even if I did have more money than any single person in the world and in some small island countries.

My parents were burning vacation time on their visit to Hawaii.

When I looked over at the sushi bar, I saw that Kay wasn’t interested in Bart as more than flirting practice. Two of her cousins, on the other hand, hit it off. Tee, Leah, Leigh, their brothers, and the girls were a happy group.

After dinner, I found Leigh and Leah are having a sleepover at the mansion.

I asked if Sammy was coming too, but she said she had school in the morning. She hadn’t failed anything but was instead trying to get some of her core classes done in the summer to take more electives. My parents arranged to get the extra two girls to the mansion while I gave Sammy a ride home.

I went to her address only to find a new mailbox in front of a long-since condemned building.

“I will be alright on my own, but can you stay with me until my mom gets here? Dad is working a double shift, so mom had to take the RV to work today. Usually, she drops dad off and picks him up later. Sometimes their schedules conflict. We aren’t poor, so don’t go trying to do what you did for Mrs. Kattie. This place rents us a space with power, water, and sewer connections for fifty dollars a week. Having us here keeps people from trying to go squat in the building. My parents paid for the RV in cash before I was born, and we put most of the money in the bank. I wanted to go to the public school to save us more money, but my parents said I wouldn’t thrive there, so I now attend the private school. We live a simple life, David, that is perfect for us. None of us want or need anything more,” Sammy told me.

We walked the beach until her mother texted that she was back.

“Come in, please,” her mom greeted me happily as she welcomed me in. “Home Sweet Home. Before Sammy was born, my husband and I had a nightmare at where we lived before. They let us break the lease and then sued us for the remainder. The judge had no choice but to make us pay because that was how the apartment wrote the lease. It took all of our savings and broke our spirit. Shortly after that, we found out I was pregnant with Sammy. My grandfather died, making me the beneficiary of his million-dollar life insurance policy. We bought this RV instead of a house or renting an apartment. We looked at the tiny houses, but they were too cramped. The tiny house was too much work to relocate when we wanted to move somewhere new. We put Sammy in the private school because there aren’t any school districts to worry about whenever we decide to relocate the trailer somewhere else. We send in a note with Sammy to tell them where we relocated. Now, why is it that my daughter had the interest of a billionaire?”

“Happenstance,” I explained. “I happened to be dealing with three of the students I put in full martial arts pads and allowed to resume their catfight. I didn’t know anyone else was in the locker room. I saw Sammy struggling to secure her large breasts and still being able to breathe. Two of my best friends have done martial arts since they were little kids. They showed me how to wrap the bindings to do what they needed while allowing her to breathe. I asked her to join us on a shopping trip at my store. Sammy now has girlie bras and ones made for doing martial arts with larger-than-average breasts. After shopping, I helped her work on her form at the dojo before taking her to dinner with my friends and family.”

She gave me a dirty look and said, “So, you burst into the girl’s locker room when Sammy was undressed, then took her underwear shopping.”

When I finished telling her about working in the underwear and bathing suit stores, Sammy’s mom had to change her pants. I then told her about the foster kids.

I then told her, “You know, Sammy is a great kid with a good head on her shoulders. She got to enjoy the afternoon and have a nice dinner she didn’t have to make herself.”

“I watched him show up the creeps at the dojo, and then he did it faster the second time. He helped me fix the things they weren’t always teaching girls the right way because they would have to touch us on the chest and sometimes in the groin. Boys have cups. The moves don’t feel wrong anymore, and I know how they are supposed to be now. You won’t believe me about his sister until you see her. She has pale white skin, purple eyes, and down there, she has a heart with white and light red hairs,” Sammy told her mom.

“My adopted sister is an albino. Her eyes were red, but puberty changed them to purple and added some bits of red to her hair. She did have her pubic hair grow in the shape of a heart that even looks a bit 3D. Before you think I’m a big creep to know that about my little sister, she, Rosie, Dee, Tee, my daughter Ellen, and their friends who choose to swim nude at home. I’m a nudist. Ariba loves showing off what grew in. Here, I have a picture,” I told her.

Give me stink-eye if you want. It isn’t pornographic.

I showed her a picture of Ariba that started the heart right above the start of her split. Due to her small chest and almost impossible-to-see pale nipples, it was hard to see if she had tits from the shot’s angle.

“Wow! I’ve seen a lot of incredible photographs, but that is unbelievable. Her eyes feel like they are boring right into my soul. It is pure, raw, natural, and innocent. You could get that hung in galleries around the world,” Sammy’s mom told me excitedly.

I then showed her the entire picture with Ariba standing there nude from head to toe.

I smiled and told her, “If you thought that one was out of this world, you wouldn’t know what to say about this one. That is her great aunt. The baby is my daughter Janara Ione from Ariba’s great aunt.”

All three were naked. Whoever took the picture did it at my house before the sun went down. The light at that angle made Ariba and Elise’s eyes stand out. Janara Ione’s eyes almost glowed. Sammy and her mother were in awe.

I was still talking with her mother when Sammy came out of her room nude, straddled my lap, and asked me to take the braids back out of her hair so she could brush it before bed. I had her sitting between my legs as I somehow ended up being the one to brush her hair. She insisted on hugging me and kissing me on the cheek before getting ready for bed.

I felt those hard nipples pushing into my chest and smelled your womanly aroma, Sammy. You don’t even know that your mom is hornier for me than you are.

Sammy stuck her head out of her room to ask if I would tuck her in.

I slid my hand under the covers and into her panties to drag my finger over her clit as I tripped her cum trigger. I kissed her on the lips right before she slipped off to sleep.

Her mom was watching from the door. She came outside with me as I headed to my car.

“David, I’ve not seen Sammy undressed outside of her room or the bathroom in a long time. She doesn’t like boys or men touching her, including them brushing up against her in the crowded hallways as they change classrooms. I see the love she has for you in her eyes, and it isn’t a teenage girl’s hormonal crush for a man who showed some interest in her versus her body. Sammy would have begged you to get into her bed with her if she thought it wouldn’t rip her heart out of her chest. She hasn’t been that happy since my brother died. My brother was a surprise to my parents, and he was born right after I graduated high school. I had Sammy a year after I graduated college. They were jogging on the beach one afternoon when Sammy was ten. The doctors can’t even explain how a perfectly healthy teenager’s blood pressure suddenly got so high that it gave him an aneurism right before it blew out his aorta. They would run ten miles in the sand every morning and five in the afternoon. He had a physical two days earlier with no signs of anything being amiss,” Sammy’s mom explained. “As you can imagine, it did a number on her. Some attempted to fill that void, but the boys always had ulterior motives, leaving her hurting again. I think you helped some of that weight off her. She texted me about the three girls and how the ungrateful little spoiled bitch pulled that crap on you to get back at some cop. To be clear, I didn’t have a clue who you were when you walked into my home tonight. When you explained a bit about yourself, things that happened at work began to click. You drop-kicked a few dozen hornets nests into multiple laps today.”

I shrugged and said, “Technically, that girl did the drop-kicking. I only made sure the two cops that wouldn’t put their weapons down didn’t have a chance to get trigger-happy. I didn’t want Leah, Leigh, Sammy, or anyone else possibly caught in the crossfire. The Admiral, Colonel, and Seal team didn’t know I was on the island until the police ran my ID. If they had known, they would have tracked me down days ago. Their daughter is a close friend and is getting married the day after tomorrow.”

“Figures,” she said with a laugh. “You’re that guy. When I saw you working out on the carrier, I commented that you must be a completely self-centered, arrogant dick. One of the female officers from the carrier got reassigned to my office to review the contracts we process as a middle-man service between the civilian contractors and the Navy. She tore into me. My tearing the head off a rabbit and stuffing it full of baby chicks that I just stomped on in front of a room full of Sunday School children would have been a day to rejoice on Easter Sunday. She told me how you were the most incredible, honest, sincere, and selfless man she had ever met in her life. You held the hand of a girl who some amazing doctors attempted to bring back from the beyond dead for as long as it took them to get her walking out of there or carried out in a body bag. I don’t know anyone who would fly a girl he just met halfway around the world to spend part of her birthday with her mom, on an aircraft carrier, in the middle of the Pacific. According to the officer, all you requested in return was that this young woman hold your daughter in her lap because you promised your little girl that you would take her traveling with you.”

I am glad that hanging out with me today helped Sammy overcome a traumatic memory. I explained that I wasn’t trying to show off or anything. I wanted a good workout, and I got one. I did give her Karen’s contact information and coupon code that had me paying for it instead of whoever I gave the code to use.

“I’ll tell her that you gave me this for her to get something to remember you. That will make the discussion about properly washing, drying, and re-hiding the third party for a threesome less awkward,” she told me.

I couldn’t help from bursting out laughing, and she joined me.

We were still outside talking when her husband came in from his double shift. He was glad he got to meet me since Sammy had been texting him about me all afternoon. He hoped he didn’t need to find his shotgun or have the police haul me off for doing what his daughter told him she wanted to do with me. Both had to be up early in the morning to go to work.

I headed home and got a few hours of sleep. I was back before they headed out to work in the morning. Being five-thirty in the morning, Sammy was a zombie. Her parents didn’t mind me taking her back to my house to get a few more hours of sleep before taking Sammy to school. I needed to be sure that the renovation work was on track anyway.

The little witch that had the cops show up at the clothing store was causing yet another scene. This time it was because she was on the top of the school’s roof, on her knees, with a rope around her chest connected to a fifty-pound weight. She pushed the weight off the roof about ten minutes before I drove up.

Ok, this girl is over-the-rainbow, toys-in-the-attic, bat-shit crazy. Enough fucking drama.

How this girl got up to this part of the school roof was a feat. The fire department couldn’t get a ladder truck anywhere near that part of the building. Anyone trying to go over the roof to reach her was likely to hurt themselves.

“For someone trying to kill themselves, she picked one of the best spots to ensure a high probability of success. No one can get up close to her to grab her, and the fire department has no way to put anything on the ground to catch her,” the principal explained.

I shook my head and gave it about ten seconds to think through all my options before grabbing a rock. I didn’t hit her hand hard enough to leave a mark, but it was enough to knock her cell phone loose. The girl grabbed at it to keep it from smashing into the ground, like a good teenage girl who knows she won’t get it replaced unless she buys it. She tried for a few seconds not to fall off the roof, but she had no choice. I used a bit of energy to keep her there long enough to catch her phone before I let her fall. The weight did the rest. I moved back to get out of the way of the weight and then caught her.

Before she knew what had happened, I had her sitting on one of the tables in her path toward the ground.

“If you wouldn’t enjoy every fucking second of it, I would show everyone your bare ass as I spanked it until I was on the edge of causing permanent damage,” I whispered.

When I got the ropes off her, I took her to where the police kept everyone back. I got zip cuffs from one of the cops to bind her wrists and ankles. Her parents came running up to try to get to her.

“Sorry,” I said, making sure everyone heard me. “Twice in less than twenty-four hours has your daughter caused a major incident which directly involved me. She isn’t getting a third attempt anytime soon. I’m taking her into my protective custody. I learned yesterday that I have my fifth foster care complex ready to open on the island. The people who build and set these up ensure I have the best staff in the world, including mental health doctors. It is ready now but will officially open in two or three days. Your daughter will have the place to herself and be the center of attention until then. I suspect she is in deep shit for the stunt she pulled yesterday, but don’t worry about it. Juvenile and Family Court facilities are part of the complex. You’re welcome to follow us over, or if you have other obligations, you can swing by later.”

Her dad wasn’t having any of it and got up in my face and yelled, “Get your hands off my daughter. You have no authority or jurisdiction here. Money doesn’t let you do whatever you want and think you can get away with it.”

“You’re right. Money doesn’t let me do whatever I want,” I explained. “Now, my federal child protective services position does allow me to take any child into my protective custody, anywhere in the fifty states, for any reason. I know you’ve seen the body cam footage from yesterday. How about you back up and let me get your daughter safely buckled into my car so I can get her the help she needs? I am concerned about her mental health, not you. Plus, I don’t think you want to try anything anyway.”

I carried his daughter over to my car, got her in the middle of the back seat, and buckled in.

Yes, I know you are about five feet behind me, have your taser out, and you will fire it at me as soon as I close the back door of my car.

He waited until I turned around and then fired it. When it didn’t affect me, he fired again. Seeing that it didn’t work as he wanted, he started to pull his gun, only to find himself on the ground trying to figure out what hit him,

I looked down at him, pulled the barbs out of my chest, and told him, “I warned you that you didn’t want to try anything. I’m willing to give you one last chance. My daughter doesn’t particularly like people pulling guns on her father, especially when he is getting that person’s child some help at no cost to her family. In addition to all your other problems, you have to explain how a twelve-year-old girl, who I don’t think even weighs ninety pounds yet, dropped you like a sack of potatoes.”

He tried to get Ellen off him only to find out that she knew a technique I didn’t, or I didn’t consciously remember knowing, immobilized him.

“Ok, I will take that as a no,” I told him.

I didn’t expect both girls from yesterday to come over and ask, “Can you take us there, too, please? She is the least crazy of the three of us.”

“I’ll take you there to go through medical and have a psychiatric evaluation. The doctors can decide if you are crazy or not. That is what they do, not me. I’m the guy that pays the bills,” I told them as they got into the back seat.

All three girl’s parents were there now.

I called the principal over and said, “The facility will call over sometime today to get the details of these three girls’ summer school classes and progress. Someone will get their transcripts to continue their education if they are still residents of my facility when school starts in the fall. Please refund their families whatever they paid for summer school here this summer, including uniforms. Send a bill for that amount to the foster care facility for them to reimburse the school. Because I am taking custody of them and I own the school, we cannot fulfill the agreement for summer school here.”