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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  (mFFFF)  Chapter 11
Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2003 23:10:02 -0400
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Chapter 11


When we got to the airport, Sam and JJ were there to meet us. As we
stepped out of the plane, Carl came over and started tying it down.
The goatee was gone and he was wearing a Cantil Airport shirt.

Sam rushed to me and covered me with kisses. 
I glanced nervously at Kate, but she was smiling.

Then Sam surprised me. She went to Kate, hugged her and said, "Thank
you, thank you, thank you!" and she ran to me and gushed, "Is this
great or what?"

Puzzled, I looked at Kate.

Kate winked at Sam, and said, "He doesn't know yet. I'll tell him
about it on the way home. Right now I need to get home and take care
of some business."

I kissed Sam goodbye and we got in Kate's car and started home.

I said, OK, what's going on, why is Sam so happy, and why is Carl
doing my job?"

"Remember the phone calls that Herb and I were making?"

"Yes."

"Well, you don't work at the airport anymore. You're folks will tell
you about it." 

Confused, I just shook my head.
Then I asked if the way Sam behaved bothered her.

"No darling. I told you before that I want you to have a normal life.
That life must include Sam or whoever else you want. I want you to be
happy. I love you more then you know and will continue doing so, no
matter what."

When we got home and I threw my stuff in my room and went into the
kitchen.  Mom and Dad were sitting at the kitchen table.
 
Dad said, "We heard you had a good time."

I said, "Uh, yeah." but I was a little worried about what they had
been told.
 
"Kate told us you swam a lot and helped her buy some horses and you
met Herb."

"Do you know Herb?"

"Yes, we've met. He says you seem like a fine young man."

"Yeah, he seems like an OK guy, but when did you talk to him?"

Dad looked at Mom and they laughed.

I said, "C'mon you guys, what's going on here?" 

Dad said, "Well some things have come up. And we better talk about
them."  
And he reached in his pocket, took out an envelope and handed it to
me. 

It was a registration certificate for the Mustang made out in my name.
Along with it was a paid up insurance policy and a note from Mrs.
Torres, 
Thanking me for saving Della's life and saying that the Mustang was
just a small part of what they thought they owed me. She also asked me
not to try to thank Mr. Torres, because he gets embarrassed about
things like this.

I jumped up and danced around, waving the letter while Mom and Dad
laughed.

After I calmed down Dad said, "The movers deliver the furniture to the
house in LA in 10 days, and school starts a little over a week after
that. 
That means you have about a week to relax until we have to leave here.
You guys must have had a good time in Scottsdale, because Herb invited
you, Sam and your Mom and me, to fly down and spend a few days at his
place in 
La Paz. We checked with JJ, and he said it was OK, and we figured,
with so little time left, you might want to take the rest of your
vacation off and have some fun."

"What about Erin?"

"Erin is going water skiing at the Colorado River with the Torres.
They're leaving Saturday afternoon and coming back next Thursday.
We'll drop her off on the way out. 
We'll drive to LA Saturday and stay with Ben. and you and the girls
will leave Sunday morning from LAX. I have a flight out Sunday
afternoon, but I'll dead-head down to La Paz when I get back."

"Is Kate going?"

"No, she insisted that Sam come along instead. 
She's going to LA with us, but she'll stay at Bens." 

Suddenly I knew why both she and Sylvia were sad at the airport, and
for a minute I was sad too. But too many things were happening, so I
did the sensible thing,
I went out to wash my new car.

Sam came over after dinner and we talked about the things in
Scottsdale that I thought she should know, and she told me how much
she missed me and how she was looking forward to the trip. 

Then we took a drive in my very own car. 

Around 10 o'clock I was getting tired, so we drove home. We kissed in
the car for a while, until I yawned in the middle of one and she
laughed and went home.

I went to my room and read for a while, then I looked over and checked
the house. It was dark, so I went up to Kate's room. 

She was lying on the bed waiting for me, so I went over and sat next
to her. 

"Why aren't you going to La Paz with us?"

She hugged me to her and held me for a long time without speaking.

Finally, she said "Do I seem wise and mature to you?" 

"Yes, of course you do."

"Well, I thought I was, until recently. But I have to keep myself from
being obsessed with you. You're all I think about, and I have to stop
it. That's why I insisted that Sam come along. I was going to come
along as well. But I'm not all that mature, and I know that I wouldn't
be able to stand seeing you two together without my doing something
stupid. 
But I simply can't do it cold Turkey, so I'm going to spend some time
with Ben and hope he can help me get my head on straighter."

"Is that fair to Ben?"

"No, it isn't. But Ben knows me, and he's willing to accept me as I
am. And I'm fragile enough right now to let him."

I could see tears in her eyes, and it broke my heart, so I hugged her
to me and said, "Please Kate, tell me what to do."

She pushed me away and said, "Here's what I want you to do. 
You go to your room and leave me alone, so I can lay here and miss you
and feel sorry for myself."

She then, walked me to the door and closed it behind me.

I lay in bed thinking about her, and was almost asleep when I heard a
little tap at the door. 
I wasn't sure what I heard, and then it happened again.

I went to the door, and Desi and Bob were standing there. 

Desi said, "We have a problem, and we need to come in."

"But I'm almost asleep."

She raised her voice, "Really Pete, we need your help!"

I pulled on my pants and led them next door into Tammy's old room so
we could talk without disturbing Erin.

"OK, what's up?"

Desi said to Bob, "Tell him."

Bob said, "No, you." 

Desi sighed, but she looked worried, "We were fooling around and
stuff"

I waited. "And --?"

She pointed to her crotch and said, "He uh --, had his hand down here.".

"So?"

"I'm having my period."

I was getting exasperated. "C'mon Desi, tell me what happened."

"You know those Tampon things with the string on them?" I nodded

"He uh --, pushed it in real deep, and I can't find the string!"

"So, what do you want me to do?"

She started to cry. "C'mon Pete, you have to get it out. I can't tell
Mom or Della, they'll kill me!" 

I shook my head and thought for a minute, and then I said to Bob, "Go
to the bathroom. There's a flashlight under the sink. Bring it and
grab a towel." 

He left and I told Desi to take off her pants. 

She pulled them down and stood there.

"Panties too."

"But Bobby's gonna come in" 

"So what! He's the one who got you in this mess."

"Yeah, but he's never actually seen me down there."

When he came to the door I took the things from him and told him he'd
have to wait outside. 

Desi took off her panties, put the towel down, and lay on the bunk. 

I told her to spread her legs, and she hesitated.

"C'mon Desi, I've seen it before." 

She squeezed her eyes closed and spread her legs. I kneeled in front
of her and opened her as best I could, but I couldn't see anything. So
I put the flashlight under my chin and put the index fingers of both
hands in and spread her. It was kind of bloody, but I could see
something white, down deep. 

Desi was still crying, and I was trying to figure out what to do, when
Bobby tapped on the door. 

"What are you gonna do?" 

"In my best doctor voice I said, I'm going to have to operate. Now go
sit by the Corral." 

I tried to get it with my fingers, but I couldn't reach it, so I went
to the closet, got a wire hanger, and pressed the sides together to
make a tight loop.

Desi saw me and said, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

I told her to relax and she watched wide-eyed as I slid the hanger
into her. I got it past the Tampon and tried to drag it out, but it
kept slipping off.
I thought for a minute, and then I took the hanger to the door and
opened it a little. 

Bobby said, "Is she OK?" 

I said, "Yes, but I have to modify something. I told you to go sit by
the Corral!" 

He left and I stuck the tip of the hanger loop in the doorframe and
closed the door. It held the hanger and I bent the tip over a little.
Then I went back and put it back inside Desi. 
As soon as it got past the tampon, it curled under it, and after a
couple of tries I slowly dragged it out. 

As I was doing it, I stopped to think about what was going on.

I was kneeling before a beautiful young girl. I had a flashlight under
my chin, a coat hanger in one hand, and I was probing around in her
pussy with the other. I had to force my mouth closed to keep from
laughing.

When it came out it was soaked with blood. She wrapped the towel
around her, grabbed her pants and ran to the bathroom. 

I went outside and told Bobby that she was OK, and to go home. 
He left in a hurry. 

I was straightening up the room when Desi came back.

"I'm OK now; I had another tampax with me."

"OK, I'll walk you home."

"Nope, I'm staying with you tonight."

"No, you're not! And the blackmail thing won't work anymore, because
now I also have something I can tell on you."

She frowned and stuck her lower lip out, but I walked her home.


FRIDAY

Friday was a laid-back day. Dad was doing some work-related paperwork,
Mom was looking through some wallpaper catalogs for the new house and
Kate was busy in her office.

I called Sam and asked to take her to lunch, but she was busy, so I
drove into town and bought a soda. Then I went into the bookstore to
see if I could find that sex book, when I heard some people arguing.
It turned out to be Denise, the redhead I had first seen with Simms.
She was in a heated argument with the cashier. She was trying to get
her to do something and the cashier was shaking her head no. 

I walked up and said, "Hi Denise, what's the problem?"

"I locked the fucking keys in the fucking car and nobody in this
fucking town will give me change so I can make a fucking phone call."

I said, "C'mon outside before someone calls the cops and let's see
what we can do." 

We walked to a flashy red Cadillac. The windows were all up, and I
could see the keys hanging from the ignition. The old coat-hanger
trick doesn't work on late model cars, so I asked if she belonged to
the Auto Club.
She said it was her Mom's car and didn't know, so I offered to take
her home.

As I said it, I realized that "Home" might be Simms' house, and told
her that I was concerned.

"Nah, he and his asshole son are in LA with the lawyers."

We got in my car and she told me where to drive. 

We pulled to a gate, in front of a large fenced estate. There was a
call box and Denise leaned over me and pushed the button. When she
did, her blouse fell open and I could see that she wasn't wearing a
bra. She saw me looking and raised her eyebrows, but just then a voice
answered and Denise said, "It's me, open up."
 
The gate slid back and we drove down a long driveway.

She said, "Did you enjoy the look?"

I was going to deny that I saw anything, but something about the way
she said it made me say, "Yes, you have beautiful breasts."

She looked kind of surprised and she said, 
"Uhh, thanks."

When we got to the door, she said, "C'mon in."

I must have looked a little nervous, because she said, "It's OK,
nobody's home but my Mother." 

We walked into a large living room. It had two sofas, windows all
around and a bar in the corner. Sitting on a stool by the bar, reading
a magazine, was an absolutely spectacular woman. 

She stood up when we entered and she looked as tall as me. 
She had wavy red hair that hung almost to her waist, impossibly long
legs and tremendous breasts. 

She was wearing a short tailored skirt and a Peasant blouse. The top
two buttons were undone and the blouse was practically bursting,
trying to contain what was in it. 

I was stunned, and must have shown it, because a little smile appeared
on her face. She stuck out her hand and said,

"Hello, I'm Vivian, and you are --?"

Denise broke in, "Uhh, his name's Bill, he gave me a lift because I
locked my keys in the car."

Her Mom looked at me for a minute, and then she laughed. "It's OK
dear, I recognize him from his pictures in the paper, and you were
right, he's very good looking."

I took her hand and she said, "It's nice to meet you Mr. Baker."

She was looking at me, but more then that, she was sizing me up, and
it even looked a little sexual. I quickly thought to myself, that this
was a woman that was used to using her sexuality to disarm people, so
I thought I'd have some fun. 

I was still holding her hand, so I stepped very close and locked eyes
with her. 

"Hi, you're right, I'm Pete, and you are very beautiful."

Her eyebrows went up and she stepped back a little, but she instantly
recovered, smiled, and said, "Thank you Pete." 

Then she motioned to the bar and said, "Can I get you a soda, or
something?" 

The "Or something" was drawn out, and accompanied by a raised eyebrow.

Denise piped up with, "Yeah Mom, you can get something. You can get me
the extra fucking key."

She eyed her daughter, and for a second I saw a flash of anger. Then
she said, "Tsk tsk dear, Language!" and left the room.

Denise threw herself down on a sofa and said, "Go have a Coke if you
want. It'll take her forever to find the fucking key."

I walked over behind the bar and got a Coke from the fridge. 

On the way, I made a bet to myself, that when her mom came back,
another button on her blouse would be undone. 

But when she came back there were two extra buttons undone and her
blouse was open almost all the way to her waist. 

She walked to her daughter and handed her the key. In doing so, I
noticed that her breasts didn't sway much. I instantly thought
'Implants' but they were still beautiful.

I was still behind the bar, and I put my hand down my pants and pushed
my hardening cock up so it wouldn't be so noticeable, but it still
made a tent in my pants.

Denise got up, went to the door and said "C'mon Pete. Let's go before
my Mom's tits fall out."

I walked from behind the bar, and turned a little sideways, so she
would be sure to see my hard-on, and said, "Nice to meet you ma'am",
and followed Denise to the car.
 
On the way back to town Denise was quiet.
I looked at her several times. Finally I said, "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, it's my Mom. She can be such a cunt sometimes."


I've heard the word 'cunt' before, but seldom from a woman and never
from an attractive girl like Denise, especially when referring to her
own mother.
I looked at her and started to say something, and as I did, the
sunlight came through the window and shined on her face. Her makeup
looked a quarter inch thick.

She saw me looking. "C'mon Asshole, quit staring and drive the fucking
car."

I jammed on the brakes, and pulled off the road.

"Do you want to walk the rest of the way back?"

"No" she said quietly. "I'm sorry. Sometimes my Mom pisses me off, and
I saw you staring at my face."

"You have a really pretty face. Why do you wear so much makeup?"

She seemed angry for a minute, then she sort of softened, and said,
"When I was growing up I had a skin condition and it left my face
rough and pock marked. I had an appointment next month to have an
operation, but Simms was going to pay for it. And now I don't know."

"So you take it out on everybody by being mean?"

She glared at me. "Fuck you! I haven't had a date since grammar
school. How would you like to go through life with people calling you
pizza face?"

There was such hurt on her face; it stunned me. My heart suddenly went
out to her and I leaned over and said, "Close your eyes, you have a
ladybug on your forehead"

She did and I kissed her. 
Her eyes flew open and she tried to pull back, but I put my hand
behind her head and kissed her long and hard. 

She tried to respond, but acted like she didn't know what to do.

I sat back and said, "Some guy is missing something very special."

The look on her face was startling. I don't think I ever saw anyone
look so fragile in my life, and I could see tears forming in her eyes.

"Wha -- why did you do that?"

I grinned and said, "Because you're so beautiful I couldn't help
myself."

I meant it as kind of a joke, but the next thing I knew, she burst out
in a torrent of tears. It wasn't just crying, it was uncontrollable
sobs, and I was starting to get concerned.

I held her to me and she cried for a long time. When she finally began
to calm down I asked her what was wrong.

"I hate my life! My mother is a whore, I have no friends, and the only
people around me are low-life assholes."

"Is it really that bad?"

What she did next shocked me more then anything I ever saw.

She held out her arms and turned her hands up. There were jagged red
scars on both wrists and they didn't look very old.

I sat for a minute looking at her. I was nearly overwhelmed.
I wanted to do something but I didn't know what. Then I got an idea. 

I said, "Do you have a few minutes?"

"Uhh, yeah, why?"

"I'm going to take us somewhere."

"Wait a minute, is this gonna be something weird?  I've had plenty of
those offers."

"Shut up and trust me!"

I drove to the airport, and told her to stay in the car. 
I found Sam unpacking some parts, and told her exactly what had gone
on for the last hour, including what Denise had told me, and what I
had done. Then I took her to the car and introduced her.
  
They sat and talked while I waited, a few feet away.
After a while, Sam stuck her head out and said, "Go finish unpacking
those parts and give them to the mechanic." 

I went inside and started working, and a few minutes later I saw my
car driving away. 

While I was working, a plane pulled up to the gas pump. Nobody came
up, so I went over and started servicing the plane.

JJ saw me and came over. 

"I thought you didn't work here anymore."

"Well, I don't, but Sam and a girl took off in my car, and I think it
was important."

JJ shrugged and said "Come into the office when you're done."

When I finished I went in, and JJ told his counter person to go have
some coffee.

As soon as he left, JJ said to me, "You know, I like you and your
family, but Sam is my daughter and I love her."

"Yes?"

"Well, she tells me she's nuts about you. Is she going to be OK next
week?"

"Of course she is. I would never let anything happen to her."

"How about YOU happening to her?"

"JJ, you're just going to have to trust your daughter. I'm crazy about
her too. We've talked about us everyway you can think of. She knows
I'm leaving in a little while, and we've talked about that too.
 
But she's a lot smarter then I am, and she says we'll survive. So I
guess we will."

He stood up and said, "Fair enough. Is she coming back today?"

"Darned if I know."

"We'll, Carl's out on a delivery, and you're her replacement, so get
your ass to work."

They didn't come back, so JJ dropped me off after work.
 
Mom said they had called and would be by at six o'clock to pick me up,
because we were going to the movies in Palmdale.
 
When my car showed up, Sam, Denise and Della were in it, and they made
me drive. Sam sat in the front with me. Della and Denise were in the
back. Sam was turned around facing them and they chattered all the way
to Palmdale, and most of the time during the movie. 

After the movie we went to a 31 flavors. 
We were sitting outside eating our ice cream when a car pulled up with
two guys in it. The passenger said, "Hey, three girls, one guy. That's
not fair!"

Denise walked to the car and said, "Watch it, that's big Pete from LA
and we're his girls, so you guys better fuck off." 

I don't know if they believed her, but they drove off, and the girls
all broke up laughing.

On the way back to Cantil, Sam was holding my hand, and she said, "So
Denise, what do you think of Pete as a kisser"

Denise looked kind of embarrassed, and said, "Oh, he's OK I guess."

Della said, "Yeah, all he needs is a little practice." 
Della and Sam both laughed and poked me.

When I pulled up to Denise's house, she said to Sam, "Do you mind if
he walks me to the door?" 
Sam nodded and I walked her down the long driveway.

She said, "Pete, I had more fun today then I've for a long time. Maybe
forever. I love Sam and Della, and I have you to thank for it. I think
we're leaving in a day or two, so I won't see you when you get back.
Please look me up when you get to LA." 

I said I would, and hugged her.

She hugged me back, and said, "By the way, that was a great kiss."

I dropped Della off next, and then I drove to Sam's place, and we
parked out front.

I said, "You guys were gone all day!"

"We had a lot to talk about. She's a very confused and frightened
girl.
She has no father, and her mother is a wild-woman. She has no
self-confidence and no parental supervision. As a matter of fact, she
has no guidance of any kind. She's grown up pretty much by herself,
and I'm really surprised that she hasn't turned out badly. Do you know
that your kiss was the first one she ever had from a boy her age?"
"She's angry at the world, so I took her to meet Della, because I knew
that Della would know the right way to deal with her. You have no idea
the amount of screaming, hugging and crying that went on today. She's
a good girl at heart, and I like her. I really hate to see her go back
to LA."

We started kissing and I began to get friendly, but she jumped out of
the car, laughing, and said, "Plenty of time for that next week."

She started into the house, and then she turned back to me. "And by
the way, quit going around kissing strange girls!" 


SATURDAY

I was excited about the trip, and I woke up just before dawn. Nobody
was up in the main house, and I was going in to get some juice, when I
got an idea.

I sneaked up the steps into Kate's room and went quietly to her bed.
She was on her back, sleeping soundly. I very quietly slid under the
covers and put my mouth to her pussy. I didn't touch it; I just opened
my mouth and breathed on it. 
I kept it up until I felt her move a little, then I touched the tip of
my tongue to her clit and just held it there. She started to move
around more, and I started licking it very softly. She woke and looked
at me, and I took her clit in my mouth and sucked it faster and
faster, until she made a squeaking noise, and came. 

Her juices were all over my mouth and nose and I crawled up and kissed
her and said, "Just something to remember me by while we're in Mexico"
and I slipped out of bed and went down stairs.

I was sitting by the corral watching the sun come up, when Erin came
up and sat next to me.

I asked her if she was excited about going water skiing.

"Yeah, I didn't want to go to Mexico with you guys and sit on some
dumb beach all day."

"Are you still having a good time here?"

"Yeah, but I'm looking forward to LA and the new school and all. 
By the way, you really like Sam, don't you?"

"I sure do. It's going to be hard to leave her."


I love Erin. Even as little kids we didn't fight much, and as we get
older, we have become really good friends. She's very smart. And at
times she seems the same age as me. Sometimes even older. 

We put our arms around each other and just sat for a while.

Soon we were packing and getting ready to leave. Mom and Dad were
going to fly our plane to an airport near our new house. Kate, Sam and
I would drive up in Kate's car.


Ben's house is in a suburb, not too far from where our new house is,
so it's only about an hour from Cantil by car. We left early and
dropped Erin off, and then we headed for LA. Halfway there, Kate
called Ben from the car, and he said that he had picked up Mom and
Dad, and were waiting for us at the house.

Ben's house, sits high in the hills in Northridge, an up-scale part of
the San Fernando Valley. It's a big 2-story house with a nice pool and
a broad view of the valley. 

Dad had some paper work to do, so Mom, Sam and I took Kate's car and
went to look at our new house. It's a four-bedroom house in a nice
area in the lower part of the valley, and it's close to the school
that Erin and I would be attending. Sam immediately started calling
the extra bedroom "Her room" and we all laughed.

Mom's cell phone rang. She talked for a few minutes, then she looked
at Sam and me, and I saw a twinkle in her eye.
 
Mom said, "Let's pick up some lunch things, and go back to the house"
Apparently Ben had called ahead, because we stopped at a restaurant
and they handed us some bags of food.
 
It was getting hot outside and Mom had the car's AC turned on high.
When we got close to the house, she said, "As soon as we get to the
house, we should all hit the pool."

When we walked in and Ben was standing in the den with a towel wrapped
around him, talking on the phone. I looked toward the pool and saw dad
sitting in a chaise lounge talking to Kate. She was lying on a chaise
next to him, and she was topless.

Dad saw us and motioned for us to come to him.

I glanced at Sam. She didn't seem disturbed, so she and I went out and
joined them.

Mom went to the kitchen and started to get the food ready, and Dad sat
up and said, "Kids we're going to a beach in Mexico. Most, if not all
of the people are going to be topless at least. Some will be totally
nude. If what were doing here bothers either of you, we'll cover up
and nothing will be said. If it doesn't bother you, you're welcome to
join us. You can wear suits or not. It's up to you."

He looked at Sam, She said, "It's fine with me."

He looked at me. "Sure"

He stood up, naked, and jumped in the pool.

 Mom brought out trays of food and we sat by the pool and ate. 

I was glancing at Kate's tits, thinking how beautiful they were, when
Ben came in and sat down. He still had the towel around him, but you
could tell there was nothing under it.

Ben said, "Tammy's car was delivered this morning. She's going to try
and come by tonight." 

After we finished, mom got up and started clearing the table. I went
to her and asked, "How come the guys are naked, but Kate has her
bottoms on, and you have your suit on?" 

"Well dear, it's because of you. We're not sure if you could handle
all this without getting uhh, excited. Can you?"

"Gee, I don't know."

Mom finished putting the dishes away and stepped out of her suit. Sam
watched her, then she did the same and they both jumped in the pool. 

I suddenly had a hard-on.

I turned my back and said, "I have to go to the bathroom", and I went
in and sat on the bed. I waited for a while, but it wouldn't go away.

I was wondering what to do, when suddenly all three girls came into
the room, grabbed me, dragged me out to the pool and threw me in.

Everybody was laughing. Ben said, "Oh to be 16 again", and everybody
laughed some more. 

It finally went down, and I got out and sat down by the table and was
drinking a Coke, watching everyone.

My Dad is really a big guy. He's over 6' "2, and must weigh 210-220.
I've been in the showers at school, so I know I'm no slouch in the
pants department, but his looks at least an inch or two longer and
it's bigger around.

Kate had taken off her bottoms and she and mom were standing, talking
to each other. Dad was right. They were like two peas in a pod. 
With their wet hair hanging down they could have passed for two
teen-agers. 

Two very well endowed teen-agers.

Sam saw me looking and came over and sat down next to me. "They are
really something, aren't they?"

"Yes they are" I put my arm around her and kissed her. "And so are
you."

She giggled and shook her wet hair on me and ran back and jumped into
the pool. 

Sam really is something special. She's not as tall as mom or Kate, and
her breasts aren't as big, but she's tight as a drum, and doesn't have
a wrinkle or stretch mark anywhere. In some ways she reminds me of
Erin. She's soft and pleasingly round, but when you touch her, it
feels like solid steel under her skin. I don't think she weighs 110
pounds, but I bet she could lift and carry me.

We swam and played the rest of the afternoon. 

I was amazed at how comfortable everyone seemed about being naked. I
was sort of used to it from my parents, and I had spent so much time
with Kate, it didn't seem unusual. But Sam moved among them as though
this was a natural thing. 

She and Dad were standing next to each other looking at a jet that was
passing over. Dad was telling her about the con-trails it was making.
He said something funny and she jumped up and down a little, laughing.
Her breasts were bobbing up and down and she didn't even seem to
notice. 

I spent a lot of time in the pool, hugging the edge, waiting for
things to subside.

The only difference I noticed at all was kind of funny.

As far as I'm concerned, mom and Kate are world-class beauties. Their
bodies are more mature and sexier then Sam's. But whenever Sam would
be close, they would stand a little straighter.

Around five, Ben suggested we get ready for dinner. Mom had packed an
extra bag. I wondered what was in it, and it turned out to be dress
clothes. Sam had brought a dress and mom had packed my new suit. 

We went to a Country club, not far from Ben's house. 
It was a beautiful place and we had a great dinner, and after dinner,
we went into the ballroom and we all danced.

 We switched partners a few times and I was dancing with Kate, when
she put her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Remember this
morning?"

I grinned and said yes.

"I'm gonna 'get you' for that."

"Gee, I hope so" I laughed.

Then someone tapped me on the shoulder to cut in. 
It was Tammy!

She had the dress on that she wore the night we went to dinner, and
she looked great. She had good color and looked healthy and energetic.

When we finished the dance and went to the table, there were hugs all
around. Everyone was asking how she was, and we were excitedly
talking, when suddenly there were some gasps and the room got quiet. 

Ben said, "I don't believe it, its Vivian James, the porn star!"

I looked to see where he was pointing, and coming toward us was this
incredible woman. She didn't walk across the floor; she flowed, and
every eye was on her. Her hair was up, and she was practically
spilling out of an evening dress. In her high heels, she looked seven
feet tall. 

She came directly to our table and in the most melodious voice I ever
heard, said, "Good evening." 

Then she looked at me and said, "Peter, may I speak to you for a
moment?"

It was Denise's Mom!

I started to stand up, but Mom beat me to it. 

She stepped between us, and in very even tones said, "Peter is my son.
What is the nature of your business with him?"

Mom is also tall. In her high heels she's only a few inches shorter
then her. 
She was standing directly in front of Denise's mom and her body
language was powerful. The two women looked like Gladiators.

Denise's mom's eyebrows went up, and she said, "Would the two of you
step outside with me for a moment? It's rather important." 

By this time both Dad and Ben were on their feet.

Mom looked at Dad and said, "Excuse us for a moment?" and we followed
Denise's Mom through the doorway. 

There was a Limousine sitting outside with the door open.

We stopped and she said to me, "Do you remember me?"

"Of course, you're Denise's mother"

"Well I have a problem."

Just then Mom cut in. She looked at me and said, "How do you know this
woman, and who is Denise?" 

Then she looked at Vivian, and said, "How did you find us here?"

Denise's Mom said, "I'm in a bit of a hurry. Please don't interrupt. 
Peter helped my daughter out the other day. That's when we met. I was
in town this evening, having dinner with Mr. Simms when the police
came in and arrested him. I was able to slip away, but I know they're
looking for me.
 
The day of the difficulties at the airport, the newspapers mentioned
where Peter was staying, so I called there. They gave me Mr. Sander's
number and his service gave me the number here. So that's how I found
you. 

Here is my problem. Denise speaks very highly of Peter and his
friends. As a matter of fact, I've never seen her so happy. She's at
the house in Cantil, but she won't answer the phone.

I don't dare go there because I'm sure the police are waiting for me. 
But I'm afraid they might get tired of waiting and pick her up. Is
there a way you can keep her safe until I can get something worked
out?"
 	
I said, "Mom, can I borrow your phone?" 
I called Della. Thank God she was home. I explained the problem and
asked her if there was something she could do. She said she'd call me
right back.

It was strange being there with these two beautiful women.
Vivian didn't just stand there. She stood as though she was posing for
a picture. She was facing Mom and I, and she had her head turned
slightly, like she was presenting her "best side."

I outweigh Mom by 70 pounds, but she had moved between us to "protect"
me and she had her shoulders back and was standing very erect.

The phone finally rang, and it was Mr. Torres. 
He said, "Hi Pete, let me talk to the lady" 

I handed Denise's mom the phone. She introduced herself and they
talked for a while, and she handed the phone back to me.

This time it was Della. She said, "We're going to take her skiing with
us."

"Are you going to go get her now?"

"I don't have to, she's been here all evening. We'll throw some things
together for her, and take her with us, Give Sam a kiss for me. I love
you both", and she hung up.

I told Mom what Della had said, and she glared at Vivian.

"You didn't even ask to talk to your daughter."

The woman ignored her and said to me, "Are they good people?"

Mom interrupted, "Do you really care?"

Vivian never even blinked. She reached in her purse and pulled out a
wad of bills and tried to hand it to Mom. But Mom just grabbed me by
the hand and we started back inside. As we walked away, I heard the
Limousine leave. 

Everyone had been watching from the door, and we hadn't gone two steps
when they came rushing to us. We explained what had happened and there
was a lot of shaking of heads.
 
The dancing mood was broken so we decided to go back to Ben's house.

Tammy wanted to show us her car, so Sam and I rode back with her.
I was sitting in the middle of the front seat, and Tammy looked over 
at Sam and said, "Are you taking care of my boy?"

Sam said "Yup."

"Is he behaving himself?"

"Well, he likes to kiss strange women once in a while, but aside from
that, he's been OK."

Tammy looked at me. "Is this something I should know about?"

I pointed to Sam. "The snitch here will tell you about it."

"OK."

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