Chapter 29: New Additions, and New Adjustments

I slept hard on Friday night ... and woke up a little disoriented – maybe I had some sort of "jet lag" following two hard afternoons of lovemaking with those exciting girls. The session with Mai was rolling over in my mind, for it had turned out so much better than either Mary or I thought it could. I rolled over to see bright sunshine coming thru the blinds ... but was surprised to find I'd been allowed to sleep in this late... 8:40?!? Before I sprang out of the rack, I remembered the ritual that lay ahead of me ... for IT was SATURDAY.

When I opened my door, there was a stillness in the house ... no breakfast smells came down the hall, and the TV was silent ... I found a note on the kitchen table, under the salt & pepper shakers. It was merely a list of foods for me to pick up ... with no further instructions. The car was gone, so I stretched and prepped a glass of milk and some cereal for myself. The phone rang out in the room ... it was none other than the sweetheart Carly, wishing me a happy Saturday. I seized the moment to ask her to spend some time with me ... and got an enthusiastic YES. Knowing she now had some new freedom (her Bike!), I asked her to meet me at the Carolina Circle Mall. We agreed to be at the main entrance at 10:30, and take a tour of the place ... NOW I had an excuse NOT to go straight to that damn barbershop... !

After a hot shower, I put the list in my pocket, and realized I had not brought in the mail since Wednesday. I got two days worth of bills, flyers, and junk from the box, and brought it all inside. There was a different looking envelope from "Security National Bank", addressed to my attention... (?? ) Inside was a very simple letter, requesting that I go to the bank and ask for Mr. Bowman. I had no idea what it meant, but I did remember that this was not our bank. I checked my watch, and realized that I could get by the branch, and still make it to the Mall in time to meet Carly. After I cleaned up, I put the pedal to the metal, and biked over there. In those days, banks were open only 9-12 on Saturdays, so I was in luck. I found Mr. Bowman, he asked for a school ID, then gave me a large manila envelope... "I'll help you with this, if you wish..." was his promise. I had no idea what that meant, but I found some easy chairs off to the side, and sat down in the "customer waiting" area.

The contents of the large envelope were a letter, and a much smaller white envelope. The hand-written letter began "Dear Davey" ... but I shot to the bottom of the page, to see that it was written by Joann. She wrote to me to say she could take no more pressure from her parents next door, and she had left with little Nicky to get a new start somewhere. That hit me hard, but then I read on. She detailed that when "they" came back, her parents put the hammer down on Anya, forcing her (thru her parents in Greece) to return home; then they apparently had torn into Joann, telling her it was "straighten up or else". In her last paragraph, Joann explained that she had just received "help" from one of her uncles in Greece – a gentleman who had always understood her need for independence, and who had never bought into her parents trying to rule her entire life. She said that he was her favorite, and they had always kept in touch. When he became of aware of the big blowup, he then sent her a handsome check, to help her relocate ... and that she had taken this surprise opportunity to do just that. She gave me a nice goodbye, telling me she'd always have great memories of our being together. I read the letter a second time, with the same amount of disappointment.

Then I opened the plain, small envelope. Inside was a cashier's check for $500. I blinked, then looked at the amount ... no, it wasn't $50 (which would have been a total shock), but "$500.00 ". I sat there, staring at the check, thinking "damn, her uncle must have been ' real generous ' with her..." I went back, reread everything, then returned to Mr. Bowman's desk. He saw the check in my hand, gave me a pen, and said "Miss Emmanuel will be pleased that you came by..." He showed me where to sign the check, then returned a couple of minutes later, with three one-hundred dollar bills, and the rest in 20's ... My hands literally shook when Mr. Bowman handed it to me ... he cheerfully said, "perhaps we could interest you in an account with SNB in the near future..." I gave him a very, very happy "I'll have to get back in soon, so we can take a look at that..." I put the folded bills in my left front pocket, went outside, and leaned on the building for a second. Hell, I'd NEVER even SEEN a one-hundred dollar bill. I biked away from there feeling like very, very wealthy (not to mention LUCKY) ... but still had the sting in the back of my head over the departure of that beautiful, exotic girl I'd shared so much with. Also, the captivating Anya was gone ... likely forever.

I proceeded to the Mall, doing my best to make sure that I beat Carly there. Even though there was no way I could have lost it, I still checked in my pocket for the folded bills. She biked up to the entrance about five minutes after I did, with me taking her bike, and locking our two "rides" together at the bike rack. She looked terrific, and WE were good to GO. I asked my tall sweetheart how much time she had, with her just giving me a smile and a shrug of her shoulders. DAMMIT, this Saturday was looking totally GREAT!

She offered her hand after a few steps and I not only took it, I pulled her to me for a nice kiss on her cheek. She giggled and clung to me. I glanced to her after a few steps, and caught her beaming at me. I said, "I told you I wanted to be with you..." She responded joyfully with, "I know ... and you are making me really happy..." One of the things I liked about Carly was her innocence, and that she wore her heart on her sleeve. We spun thru the stores, laughed at people from a distance, talked about school, and just basically enjoyed each other to the max. We mostly walked thru the stores she liked ... in one of the larger ones, I coaxed her into the "bra section" at one point, and announced... "well, girl ... I'd like to pick out a couple of new ones for you today, but I simply must take a measurement of you first..." She countered with a whisper, "you can measure them with your tongue if you want..." She giggled in my ear, and I proclaimed... "Ohhhh, such a loyal customer you are, Ma'am..." It was a little awkward, but we moved forward the next few steps with our arms completely around each other ... We toned it down a little – just a little – when we reached the "food pavilion". I pointed out a table to Carly, and got us a Pepsi and some Fries. When I sat down, she put the single straw in the drink, saying "I can get another one for you ... but I am willing to share..." I told her how much I appreciated her generosity and we laughed. We shared that straw, and I fed my girl a French Fry here and there. It was noisy in the Mall on this Saturday mid-morning, but we did a hell of a job of staying in our own little world – a look into her very happy eyes made me want her ... and soon.

"You know, it would only take us about 15 minutes to get over to the house..." As she pinned my leg between both of hers beneath the small table, Carly said "I'll follow you..." We were back to the main entrance and our bikes in a couple of minutes, and I "shocked" my girl with a complete change of plans... "y'know, I think I'll follow YOU ... I really want to check out your butt from behind, and see how it fits on your seat..." That got me a jab in the ribs, but also a playful hug, and WE were OFF. I got in my looks all the way, and only had to point out a couple of turns to her. We reached the back of Mary's "love house", and stashed our bikes out of sight. When I opened the door for us, I got an instant body hug from my Girl. Either I had "shrunk", or Carly was getting taller ... maybe even 5'11" now, she was a perfect fit in my arms ... I pulled a chair, sat down facing her, and I said "c'mere sweet girl" ... Carly straddled me, and started delivering kisses all over my face. I pulled off her sweatshirt, and T-shirt underneath. "Time to take that measurement", I reminded her, as I dropped her bra to the floor. "Ohhh ... take your time..." she said as she closed her eyes ... I went to work on her, gently loving both her tits... "I've been waiting all week for this..." she said dreamily.

My reward for measuring every inch of her rack was a tongue down my throat. Then this beauty started working on my ears and neck, making me pick her up, and take her into the bedroom. When I sat Carly down at the foot of the bed, she said, "God, I want you to Fuck Me..." I started pulling off my shirt, but when I felt her hands releasing my buckle, I slowed down a little. She pulled my Dick out, saying "first things first..." Carly teased me a little, with quick little spot licks all over, and some tickling of my balls below ... Then my Girl went into a hungry attack on my shaft, doing everything she could to make it disappear in her mouth. In a couple of minutes, we were all over each other. I felt the same hunger for her, and couldn't wait to get my tongue between her legs. I got there, and went to place a pillow under her butt – but Carly refused to lower her butt all the way down, and stayed boosted in the air – giving me a direct route into her pussy. Her bush was fully grown, with that wonderful " T " that I liked so much, rising an easy 4" above her clit. Carly was model material at 15, simply knockout beautiful. I was so lucky to have this very caring girl with me ... and under me ... I ate Carly out with a passion, and drove her crazy with wet fingers all over her clit. She stayed in that upright position, with her hips quivering in my hands ... all this time she was digging her fingers into the blanket under her, but then reaching for me, she practically slapped me on the head, and braced for a hard climax, giving out "AHH, GODDDDD, ohhh Baby..." ... Carly held her pussy up to my mouth as long as she could, then peaked with a scream ... then she collapsed on the bed...

I refused to let her catch her breath ... and eased her legs a little more open, to get my Dick in her, with her starting to beg for more. I pounded her with a passion, then she took my face in her hands, saying "let me swallow you..." I pulled out immediately, and let her use her lips and tongue to take me the rest of the way ... when I could hold on no longer, I blasted into Carly's mouth, with her taking the shots eagerly "ummm, Ummm, UMMM!" she reacted, in perfect timing to each one of my bolts ... I collapsed to her side, and we laid there silently ... AND weak and helpless, until we started tickling each other. We let our hands go everywhere, and she turned to move inside my arm and leg embrace. Then she started dragging her fingertips across my face, and staring deep in my eyes ... I knew she had something to say. " OK, what's on your mind... ?" She started, "I loved swallowing you ... but there was another reason I wanted you to give it to me in my mouth ... I ran out of those pills that Mary gave to Bev and I several weeks ago, and I was just thinking it might be better to take you that way ... I cheered her with the statement..."That's probably a good idea, because the way we just fucked, I gave you enough to make ' triplets '... " Carly awarded me a playful hug, then I held her, knowing we had to figure something out.

She got the drop on me, while I was still thinking. "I ... I know that you must still be seeing her ... I don't know what you talk about, or what you think when you are with her, but ... well ... I can't just come out and ask her for more pills – I haven't talked to her ... I haven't even seen Mary ... but all this time ... I know that if I could, I'd FUCK you every DAY ... There's no way I can go to my parents with this and ask them for help – they would freak out and never let me leave the house again. I took a second to enjoy the "every day" part ... but...

Suddenly we were dealing with some major adult issues. I assured Carly, "Mary knows how close I am with you ... let me see if I can get her to give ' US ' a refill. Then we'll figure out what we want to do from there. Also ... I have some great news ... I start driver training next week, and not long after that, I'll have my license. In the meantime, we can start working on your parents, and when the time comes, we can start doing so many things together, and start dating, too..." Carly liked my plan. I stopped at that, not choosing to share with my girlfriend the other happenings over the past 48 hours. "I'll talk to Mary, but I feel it would be better if we approach her together about the pills... " Carly paused a second, then thinking ahead, she said, "I think what you're saying is, that it might be better if I ask her right in the middle of this bed ... right... ?" I embraced Carly, only saying, "let me work on it..." After we regained our energy, we gave a slow, loving 69 to each other ... in the moments after that, I explained that I still had a list of groceries to pick up and rush back to the house ... Carly understood her man, and said she needed to get home, too. We had a great final few minutes, then I told her I'd get back to her.

Laura was NOT on duty this particular Saturday morning, so I was able to get in and get out with the groceries, and head back to the house. I got a less than cheerful greeting when I hit the kitchen, and got the second degree for NOT getting to the barbershop yet ... I stayed cheerful, explaining that it was busy when I went by, so I got the groceries and came straight back to get the frozen foods in the fridge. She looked at me, focusing on my hair... "Why do you want to look so sloppy... ? I just don't get it..." I went to my room, feeling I had just dodged a bullet, and shut the door behind me. When I plopped down at the desk, the feeling finally sank in that I might never see Joann or Glenna again. Then I remembered to check my front pocket, to make sure the $$ was still there. I felt a little guilty that I hadn't spent any money on my Carly, but figured I would next time. My Mom went out to the Laundry room, so I ducked into the kitchen for a second, to give Mary a quick call. "Can we talk today?" I asked. She said she was a little tied up, but we could meet at the park near my school for a few minutes. I said, "I'll be there as soon as I can..." I managed to easily slide by my Mom, who was now hard at it, with the noise of both the washer and dryer surrounding her.

I got to the park, and saw the familiar red car, parked in the same space as two days earlier. I rolled up to the passenger side, and made the quick move into the front seat. Mary swung her legs up into the space between us, and put her feet in my lap. I sensed we were about to have a replay of the last time we were in that front seat, together and alone. I said a quick, "No panties today?" at her, and got the confirming nod. I licked my fingers thoroughly, seeing Mary respond by pulling up her skirt around her waist ... this time I had a woman in front of me, naked from the waist down. Mary gasped noticeably when I probed into her ... but I said, "we still have to talk"... " OK, then you just have to go slow...", she responded. I asked if Laura was OK, with Mary saying she was out scouting with one of her track coaches, over the weekend. Then I immediately got into the subject of Carly and I. Mary jerked a little every few seconds, but managed to keep a majority of her focus on my explanation. She said, "Are the two of you falling in Love?" Before I could answer, she surged forward, put her hand forcefully over mine, and let out "deeper..." I picked up the pace, and immediately got her off. Mary threw her arms around me, burying her tongue inside my mouth. After regaining her bearings, she said, "OK..." I told her that we were getting more focused on each other, buttt..." Mary interrupted my answer with another kiss, saying "Just don't say that we are history ... we can find a way to do both ... the pills are no problem, I have a source ... how about you bring her over to the house tomorrow, and let's talk ... after we get comfortable – after all, I haven't had my hands on her in a long time..." I nodded approval of her plan, after I had a quick vision of the two girls together... "Let me give her a call, I think I can set it up..." "Babe, do me just one more time, OK??", Mary asked ... I immediately probed her again, with her putting her hands around my back to draw closer ... after awhile, I let Mary move on my fingers, and almost instantly she got herself off, with a joyful "YESSSSS" ... when Mary recovered, she whispered in my ear... "you wouldn't really give this ... and US up ... would you??" I confidently kissed her, and said "NO way, you're just too good..." She took my face in her hands, and swore "I'm may be a little crazy when it comes to girls, but I'm not interested in ANY other guy." I want us to keep finding new partners ... and I want us to keep FUCKING..." Those were my marching orders.

I pedaled back to the house, passing by my Mom again, and getting a look of frustration. "Damn place is still full", I complained, as I scurried into the house. She went for the clothesline to hang some sheets and blankets ... knowing that would tie her up for awhile, I went for the phone. I chanced a call to Carly, and was lucky enough to get her on the other end. I gave her a quick "tomorrow at the house, 1pm?" She whispered an instant "yes", and after that there was only a click. With phone still in hand, I realized I hadn't called Carmen yet ... I managed to reach her driver ... he reported that she had the "flu", and was resting. I didn't dare leave a message, other than "tell her I'll see her at school on Monday". Now with time on my hands, I looked around for something to do. A check of the watch showed half of this exciting day was gone already. Deciding it best NOT to pass by my Mom in the back, I chose to go out the front door, to check the mail. When I opened the two doors, an envelope fell down on the porch. I sat down to see what it was ... I found that it was a very short note from Vi, asking me to use the key and go up to her house. She had left something in one of the kitchen drawers for me. I checked the mail, then walked up the street. When I took the back way into her house, I did find an envelope in the drawer ... I smiled at the thought of all these "mystery notes and envelopes" that were suddenly coming my way...

I opened the envelope, and three $50 bills hit the counter ... I stared at that, then got into Vi's letter. It wasn't a goodbye, but it was very close... "Davey, I had to make a big decision. I have decided that I have to go, and be with Rhonda. She's not comfortable being in this house, after all that happened here during the fall. She IS more content at my parents' farm. I am looking at the very real possibility of selling this house, and moving to Virginia, so the two of us can start our lives out fresh. Rhonda's having a hard time, and I need to be with her. Please understand? If you are willing ... and can take the time, straighten up the yard, and give the inside a good once-over. In the garage you will find a "for sale" sign. You can put it in the front yard, and if you don't mind, you can be my ' agent ', and talk to anyone who sees the place and may be interested. Work it out any way you want ... Just let me know if you need more money – I know I'm asking a lot. I'm still unsure of a lot of things, but if I could get a good price for this house, I might take the offer, and put the money into a new place for us ... Here's my number at the farm, you can call me about anything you want to talk about. If you get interest from anyone, take their number and let me know – I can call them later..." and then Vi ended with... "You know what you mean to me ... with you I started to feel again, and I will never forget that ... this isn't goodbye, I promise you ... again, call me anytime you want to talk. The phone is still hooked up for the next few weeks ... use my phone anytime you need to ... you are in my thoughts, and in my heart. I don't need to tell you what will happen the next time we see each other ... Love, Vi..."

I sat there and thought about everything, while I scanned the near empty house. Then it hit me squarely between the eyes, that I had lost the three older women in my life, in just a couple of days. I didn't know ... hell, maybe it was for the best ... but I couldn't dwell on that, for there were many other things on my agenda. The best of all, was that I now had a shocking $650 burning my pocket... ! I started to play with that total, and for a second did some mental math, thinking how many car washes and lawn jobs I might have done to reach that figure. Then in my semi-giddy state, I thought to myself – "you have been with, and managed to satisfy two beautiful girls so far today, and it's still just 1:30..." Haaaa... "priorities" ... huh?

I DID check the phone, getting a nice, clear, wonderful dial tone ... then I proceeded out the back, making sure every window and door was secured. I saw a car pull up in front of my house – discovering that it was my stepfather's running mate, dropping him off after their long-distance trip. My legs could not get me there fast enough. I stopped him before he got too far down the driveway... "I have some BIG news for you... !", I proudly proclaimed. But when I saw the fatigue in his eyes, I stopped short of any further celebrating... "Tell you what, son ... give this to her, and let her know that I'm home, and need a shower and a nap before anything else..." He gave me his paycheck, and I said... "uhhhh, take the front door, I'll take care of this..." We split at that point, and I walked toward the back. My Mom had now filled the clothesline with sheets, pillow cases, and a large blanket, and she was still out back. "Heyyy, somebody just got home, and he asked me to give this to you..." She grabbed the check, saying..."I can still get this into deposit ... and by the way, you FORGOT some things at the Grocery store ... now I have to go there myself ... I'll be back after-while ... If it looks like rain, get the sheets off the line..."