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Subject: {ASSM} RP: "Two Families - Epilogue" by Thor4u
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Two Families
by Thor4u
EPILOGUE:
My, my...how time flies! It's Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend, 1998. I'm
sitting here writing this, and as I do, I'm almost overwhelmed by how much
I have to be thankful for. In just a few short years, the lives of our two
families have been completely transformed.
Jack and Paul's consulting practice took off like a Space Shuttle. Slow at
first, then gained momentum, then roared upward at spectacular speed, and
rocketed into space. After seven years, they went public, making more than
$22 million each in the process. For those of you who are mathematically
challenged, they retired rich.
Mom and Jack still have the old homestead in Jacksonville -- they never
felt the need for a bigger place after Kim and I moved out to start our own
lives -- but they spend most of their time traveling now. They go abroad
occasionally, but they spend about 8 months a year touring the United
States in a $600,000 motor- home, custom-built on a bus chassis. They also
have a ranch in the mountains of Colorado (in a beautiful little town
called Ouray), and they keep a big sailboat moored in Miami (although they
seldom use it).
Even at 52, Mom is as beautiful as ever...she doesn't look a day over 40!
She is so happy she can't stand it. So is Jack. I thought Jack would have
a hard time of adjusting to retirement, but as you already know, Mom has
great skills in helping Jack through periods of change.
Surprisingly, Paul and Brenda are still together. Although I let them fade
from the story during my high school years, that was really the critical
time for them. And the most amazing thing is that their little airhead
daughter, Cassie, is the one who saved their marriage and got them back
together.
Cassie, you will recall, started doing Daddy on our big cruise adventure,
at the age of 15. Brenda and Paul's marriage was already in trouble,
although they both told Cass that everything was fine.
Finally, however, while Paul was on a business trip, Brenda broke down and
told Cassie that she was going out to get laid, and that as soon as she
found a man who was good to her, she was leaving Paul. Cassie panicked,
thinking she was the cause for her parent's impending divorce (that was
partially true, but they had problems long before Cassie learned how to
suck cock).
Cassie is not real smart, but she is clever, in a manipulative sort of way.
She convinced her mother that if she left, there would be no one to help
her grow up, no one to teach her the secrets of becoming a woman. Then she
resurrected an old scheme of hers.
Remember on the cruise, when she tried to get Kim to give me a blowjob
with her watching, so she could learn how? Well, she pulled that on
Brenda. But poor Brenda was so horny and desperate that she bought it!
Upon his return, Paul knew it was bullshit, of course, but figured what the
hell and went along!
Well, everybody got tremendously aroused by Cassie watching the action.
Brenda sucked Paul's heart right out through his dick! When Brenda was
finished, Cassie timidly asked if she could try it. It was agreed and, in
an Academy Award-worthy performance, Cass gave Paul the WORST blowjob he
had ever endured. But Brenda patiently guided her, everybody got crazy,
and they ended up in one big pile.
From that point on it was just one happy threesome, and Paul became the
most well-fucked man in Jacksonville. Along the way he re-discovered that
his voluptuous wife was a sex goddess and also that he loved her very much.
They are still living happily ever after, currently in Scottsdale, Arizona.
Cass, now 30, went to college and married herself a doctor. She has two
kids, Ryan and Stephanie, 5 and 3 respectively, and is living in Orlando.
Two or three times a year, she leaves her kids with the au pair and flies
out to Arizona to fuck her parents, but other than that she is a normal,
happy, well-adjusted housewife and Junior Leaguer. I mean, really...you
didn't think Cass would ever work for a living, did you?
My good friend Victoria Clarke is now Victoria Clarke-Levy, M.D., an
Obstetrician in Atlanta. She and her husband have no children yet, but are
still trying. We still keep in touch, but don't get to see each other very
often. I last saw them in the Cayman Islands about 18 months ago.
Yeah, you say, but what about you? -- and whatever happened to your
spectacular stepsister, Kim?
Okay, gentle reader, I'll tell you.
I am now 29 years old, and living in Miami. Kim is 32, she'll be 33 next
April. We have one daughter, Kimberly Michelle Bradford. "Mickey" is 3,
going on 20, and is the light of our lives.
(Surprised? You shouldn't be! "Kim and Jason. Jason and Kim. Lovers
tonight, lovers forever!" Don't you remember anything?)
Like many things in our lives, Mick's name was a compromise Kim wanted to
name her Michelle Lee, but I was determined to name her Kimberly Ann, after
Kim. We finally agreed on Kimberly Michelle when Kim trashed my
suggestion, saying we would have to name her Kimberly Ann Bradford, Jr., so
people could tell her apart from her mother. Kim also insisted that we
call our daughter Michelle, rather than Kim, so she could have her own
identity.
Kim was quite proud of her forceful lawyerly arguments winning the name
battle...until I started calling Mickey "Junior!" Whenever we have one of
our playful mock arguments, I holler, "Junior! Help! Mommy's beating up on
Daddy again!" Mick comes running, grabs both of us in a big hug and the
game is over.
Now I don't even have to call her. When she hears us kidding around, she
gleefully screams, "Oh-oh! Junior! Help, Junior!" and comes running for
our big family hug.
We are expecting our second daughter in seven weeks. She will be named
Maria Elizabeth. Kim and Mickey picked that name. Maria honors Maria
Garcia- Fuentes, and Elizabeth, of course, is Mom's name.
It was a long, and sometimes tortuous, road to get here. I'll share some
of the high points; we've learned to forget the lows.
As you recall, Kim graduated from the University of Florida with a degree
in International Business, and was headed to Stanford. And I was headed to
the University of Miami for business school. As hard as we tried to stay
together, we were being pulled apart.
But then, something unexpected happened. And as usual, whenever we got a
wonderful surprise, Maria Garcia's fine hand was lurking somewhere in the
background.
Right after she returned from a visit to Miami with Maria, Kim got a call
from a guy named Todd Hand at the University of Miami. He said he had
heard a lot about her from Octavio Garcia (Maria's dad), and he wanted her
to know two things: 1) Miami had a very good law school, and if she was
interested in international law, it was THE place to be, and 2) there would
always be a place open for her at the University of Miami School of Law.
He also said that there were scholarships, internships, or "whatever it
takes" available to get Kim to the U.
Kim asked, "Are you on the staff of the law school, Mr. Hand?"
Mr. Hand chuckled and said yes, he was -- in a roundabout sort of way. He
said he was sending Kim a letter and a package of information, and asked
her not to make a final decision until she looked at it and came to visit
UM. When he learned that Maria was not there at the moment, he said to
give her a big hug from "Uncle Todd."
An hour later, Maria came in from class and Kim told her Uncle Todd said to
give her a hug. They jokingly hugged, and then Maria asked what "Hot
Toddy" had called for.
"'Hot Toddy?' Why...is he your secret hunk, or something?" Kim asked.
"Oh God NO!" Maria exclaimed. "But he is the most wonderful, wonderful
man...he's a close friend of my father. Papito has worked with him on a
lot of fund-raising stuff for the University."
"What does 'Hot Toddy' do at the University?" Kim inquired.
"Didn't he tell you? He's the President, silly. He is the President of
the University of Miami."
Kim was stunned. The president of a major university -- the school
formerly known as "Suntan U," but now rapidly emerging as an outstanding
academic university -- had called her to personally invite her to come to
his law school. She couldn't help but be impressed.
To make a long story short, we BOTH drove to Miami that fateful late-summer
day to attend the University of Miami Kim in Law School and me in
business. We weren't separating at the end of the story, we just wanted to
spend a few hours alone with our loving parents on the long ride to our new
home.
Kim and I graduated at the same time, eight years ago. (Wow! Has it been
that long?) Law school is three years, but because I had taken so many
Advanced Placement courses, I was able to get my Bachelor's degree in only
three years also, majoring in finance. Then, I went on to get an MBA in
International Finance, while working full time.
Kim was valedictorian of her law school class, fought off a barrage of
attractive job offers, and then finally took a job at one of Miami's
largest and most prestigious law firms. She specializes in international
trade and banking law. She has been hugely successful and was made a full
partner faster than anyone in the 80-year history of the firm.
We got married the day after graduation, and continued to live in Jorge's
lovely little house for the first year of our marriage.
Maria Garcia, and her father Octavio?
We continued our very close friendship with Maria she and Kim are closer
than most sisters, and Maria is Mickey's godmother. Tony and Maria are
great, and they have two kids, Antonio Jr, 4 and Miguel, 2. It's hard to
say much more about Maria and Tony, because we are with them constantly.
They are our best friends, and Kim and Maria are already trying to fix Tony
Jr up with Mickey!
Since we moved to Miami 11 years ago, we have spent countless hours with
Maria's family, and we are referred to as the "Gringo Branch of La Familia
Garcia." At Octavio's insistence, I took a job in the Private Banking
Department of the family bank upon graduation. I was paid the normal
starting salary. But private banking is the most lucrative part of Miami
National Bank, so I also received bonuses and other incentives.
I was very successful in private banking and made a lot of money. But I
also saw that there was also a tremendous amount of money going into
offshore banks, especially to Grand Cayman. With the help of "La Familia,"
five years ago I established two businesses on Grand Cayman. The first is
Miami National Bank-Grand Cayman, which offers private banking only to
non-U.S. citizens. It is the most profitable part of the Miami National
Bank system, and I am the President and CEO.
The other business is Bradford Holdings, LTD. This is a holding company
with a very limited number of investors. About 40 members of "La Familia"
have invested over $200 million. The only other investors are our two
families Jack and Mom, Paul and Brenda, Kim and I, and Cassie and her
husband, Roger. Combined, our two families have about $19 million
invested, Cass and Roger are small investors; they only have about
$300,000 in so far. BHL owns several businesses based in Grand Cayman, but
the bulk of our assets are in financial assets. We make a lot of money. A
LOT of money. I manage all of the assets and am paid according to how we
do. My personal income is basically whatever I want to take out and pay
taxes on. The rest is just left there and reinvested.
Mom and Jack are visiting for the holiday, and they just left to take
Mickey to the zoo. Mick will walk their legs off and they will return,
exhausted but happy, in about four hours.
Kim went out shopping with Maria (Thanksgiving weekend sales!), but I just
heard her car come in the gate and up the driveway. Because she is 7
months pregnant, Kim could not shop for long, but I know she is gonna
bombard me with unending tales of shopping triumphs. Shopping is one of
Kim's great loves. Here she comes!
Yep... jabbering about getting 30% off of a playsuit for Mickey! Thirty
percent, and it had already been marked down! If I have to listen to much
more of this prattle, I'll just puke!
"Hey, Kim! I'm not interested. I'm busy." I shout.
Then, when she ignores me and starts up again, "Oh, blow me, Kim!"
"Oh Jase...! Don't talk to me like that!" Kim is pouting, faking bruised
feelings as she waddles awkwardly into the den. "You know I hate it when
you tease me like that!"
"Hey! Gotta keep that firm hand on the tiller, matey!" I laugh.
Kim is smiling now. She walks over to the computer desk where I'm typing,
and is beginning to undress right in front of me! Despite being hugely
pregnant, she is a sight of wondrous beauty! Her eyes are ablaze with
lust!
I told you I had a lot to be thankful for, gentle reader.
Gotta go. Be well.
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