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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  Chapter 44
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CHAPTER 44

I looked toward the voice, and sitting in the shadows was Nicole.

I said, "You, uhh, watched everything?"

"Yes."

I wanted to ask her why, but she held her finger to her lips and
whispered, "Grab your pants and lets go downstairs. I want her to
sleep."

I slipped on my pants and followed her downstairs into the kitchen.

She said, "Would you like some tea?"

I nodded, and watched her as she filled a teakettle and set it on the
stove. 

I was unsure of what to say to her, but finally I said, "Do you like
to watch when Clair has sex?"

Her eyebrows raised when she looked at me, then her face softened and
she said, "As a matter of fact I do. And what you did with her was
beautiful. But I told her it would be."

"I don't understand. How could you know how I would behave?"

"Because that's how gentle you were when we fucked the first time."

I was really confused now, and I said, "But Nicole, we've never been
together!" 

She smiled and said, "Yes we were dear. Who do you think was in bed
with you and Kate, last summer?"

I had put those nights out of my mind, because I suspected that I had
been with Mom, and it was just too much for me to deal with. But
suddenly it came roaring back to me. When Erin told me that Mom was a
"Squirter" and later, Kate's reluctance to tell me who the person was,
I had been convinced it was Mom. 

But Nicole is a Squirter too and it dawned on me that the reason Kate
didn't want to tell me who she was, is because she's Mr. Fell's wife,
and she knew that I knew him!

But something crossed my mind, and I said, "But all I did was, uhh,
kiss you down 'there'. We didn't, umm, screw."

She cocked her head and said, "Of course we did. I left quietly after
we finished, because I had to get home. Besides, Kate and I were
teasing you." 

Then I realized what she was talking about.
That time at Kate's when we screwed and there was so much fluid, and a
little later when Kate came to bed and she was dry. THERE WERE TWO
PEOPLE THAT NIGHT! AND THE OTHER ONE WAS NICOLE

Suddenly I was elated, and I ran to her and kissed her.
Surprisingly she returned my kiss in a big way and her tongue snaked
into my mouth. The next thing I knew, she had me pushed against the
kitchen table, and it would have gone farther, but I twisted away and
said, "Wait Nicole. I need to ask some questions first."

She quickly straightened up. Her face was flushed, but she turned to
the stove began to prepare the tea.

I said, "You seem to be very concerned about Clair. Why?"

She didn't answer for a minute. She took the two cups of tea to the
table and motioned for me to join her. Then she looked at me and said,
"Because I love her."

"So, you're a lesbian?"

She kind of smiled, and replied, "Not really, I like both men and
women. 
So does she. You should know that, especially after tonight."

"But you seem to be so protective of her. Why?"

Her face got sober, and she said, "Clair is very ill. The person you
were with tonight is who she is when she stays with her medication. 
We went out tonight to have a good time and we went to some bars.
Ordinarily she doesn't drink, because alcohol cancels the effect of
her meds. But I was busy having fun and I didn't pay attention to her,
and I guess she had a few too many. 
I didn't realize how bad she was until we were all in bed. After we
finished, and you went to make the eggs, I gave her some pills. But
they take a while to work. The girl who you were with upstairs later,
is the girl I love. And I have to tell you Pete. Watching you make
love to her was a beautiful thing. Whoever you end up with is going to
be a lucky woman."

"Is there an operation or something that'll help straighten her out?"

"No, it's much more complicated than that. She has to want to change,
and I'm not sure she does. Some bad things happened to her when she
was a little girl, and it has affected her as a woman."

Suddenly she brightened up and said, "Okay, enough of that. Are we
gonna fuck or are we gonna talk all night?"

My good mood immediately returned, and I went to her, took her hand
and we went to one of the lower bedrooms. I turned on the lights and
looked around. It was the bedroom that Mom and Dad stayed in last
summer, and a brief picture of them making love flashed through my
mind. That image, plus the fact that something I had wondered about
for a long time had been resolved, caused me to be in an even better
mood, and I threw Nicole down on the bed, tore open her robe and
buried my face in her crotch.

She laughed out loud and we wrestled around for a while. She's very
strong for a small woman, and we chased each other around the bed and
tickled each other until we were both out of breath.

By this time her robe was tangled around her, so as we rested she sat
up and took it off. I did the same with my pants, and as the lights in
the room were still on, we sat looking at each other.

In the hurried time we had spent upstairs, I hadn't had a chance to
look closely at her. She has a nice body, and her tits are larger than
Clair's, but they sagged just a little, and there was a hint of
stretch marks here and there. I guessed she might be approaching
forty. Her pubic hair is shaved, and the rather large clit I
remembered from that time in Kate's bedroom was very prominent. Then I
noticed a faint scar that ran from side to side just above it.

She saw me looking at it, and said, "It's a C-section scar."

"So you have a child?"

Her eyes clouded, and she said, "No." Then she shook her head, jumped
up on her knees and started looking at me.

She studied my face for a minute, then she looked at my chest and
arms. 

"You're a big guy, what do you weigh?"

"Two twenty five, maybe two thirty. Why?"

"When we made love the first time, you were so heavy it hurt a little,
and you gained some weight since then. But I saw how gentle you were
with Clair, and I'd like you to be on top next time."

I grinned and said, "So there's going to be a next time?"

She grinned back, and said, "Yes, and very soon I hope."

She picked up my cock and looked at it. It started to get hard right
away and she kissed it right on the head. Then she said, "You have a
beautiful cock. It's really big, you know."

"That's what I've heard. I guess it runs in the family."

She giggled again and said, "Yeah, that's what I've heard."

I guessed she had heard it from Clair, but I didn't ask.

She took me into her mouth and sucked me until I was hard as could be,
then she threw herself on her back. She was very ready, and actually
trembling as she began to pull me on top of her. I supported my weight
on my elbows and knees like I had done with Clair, and started to
lower myself, when I remembered something, and quickly rolled off her.

She cried, "WHAT'S WRONG" 

"I uhh, don't have a condom."

Her face turned white and she sat up and said, "Oh my God! Thank you!
It's the perfect time of the month. I would have gotten pregnant for
sure."

We both sat there shaking for a minute. It was partially from the
close call and also because we were both so horny. Then she got up and
ran upstairs. A second later she came back down with her purse and
started looking through it. Then she said, "AHA, and brought out
something wrapped in tissue. 

"I found this at a truck stop when I stopped for gas. I bought it as a
joke to show to Clair."

She showed me something in a silver foil packet, then she tore it open
and shook out the strangest looking condom I ever saw. It had bumps
along the sides, and there were about a dozen thin rubber strands,
each about a half inch long, attached to the end.

I looked at the packet, and the words, "The Destroyer." were printed
on it, with the words, "Guaranteed to drive her crazy." underneath.

I grinned at her as I slipped it on, and I said, "Be ready to be
driven crazy."

She grinned too, then she threw herself on her back, spread her legs
and said, "Okay, Destroyer, I'm ready."

I got on top of her again, and lowered my self into her. She squeezed
her eyes shut and said, "Ooooo Damn!" When I was all the way in. I
began pumping, and I soon realized there was almost no sensation. The
condom felt a quarter inch thick and I could hardly feel anything, so
I pounded even harder. 

Suddenly the expression on Nicole's face changed from pleasure to
pain, and she cried, "Stop, stop, stop." 

I rolled off of her, sat up, and she turned on her side and held her
hand on her pussy. She said, "Shit! Now I know why they call it the
destroyer. If you hadn't stopped right away, that damn thing would
have rubbed me raw!"

"Are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, but do me a favor and see if there's blood anywhere. I don't
want to make a mess."

I rolled her on her back and looked at her pussy. There was no blood
on the outside, so I took my index fingers, spread her apart, and
looked inside. It seemed kind of red, but there was no blood anywhere.
I was reminded of the time Desi lost her Tampax, and I almost laughed,
but I held it in. Then I looked at her rectum, and it was red too.

I said, "There is no blood anywhere, but things look pretty tender
down there."

She frowned and said, "Yes they are. I was a little sore from that big
cock of yours before we started, and it's worse now. Plus my ass hurts
a little too. I guess I'm out of business for a while, but I'm still
horny." 

I sat looking at her and thinking how goofy this situation was. A
naked woman was lying next to me telling me her private parts were
sore from
over-use and complaining that she was still horny. Then I remembered
something!

I said, "I'll be right back," and I jumped off the bed and ran
upstairs.

I went quietly into the bedroom, and looked at Clair. She was sleeping
soundly, and looked positively angelic lying there. Her short hair was
sticking out at odd angles, and she looked about fourteen.

I went to the closet, grabbed the travel case, and a bath towel from
the bathroom and went back downstairs.

Nicole had pulled the bedspread around her, and when I came into the
room with the case, she said, "Damn! I forgot about that, bring it
here."

I put the case on the bed and she dove into it and brought out some
bottles. One was labeled, "After-Balm," and she shook it up and
started to take off the cap. She saw me watching and said, "Do you
want to do this?" 

I took the bottle from her and she lay back with an amused expression
on her face. I slid the towel under her, then I poured some in my hand
and began to apply it to her. When I first touched her, there was a
sharp intake of breath, but she soon settled down and even closed her
eyes.

It was slippery and rather pleasant smelling, and as I rubbed it
gently around her pussy and rectum, she visibly relaxed and even began
moving around a little.

It was exciting doing this and my dick immediately started getting
hard.

I said, "Feeling better?"

She still had her eyes closed, and she said, "Yes, much better. It has
a mild analgesic in it. Be very careful, and try to get a little
inside. It's still kind of raw in there."

I poured some more in my hand, then I put two fingers inside her and
let
It run down them until she had some in there, then I rubbed it gently
around. 

She said "Ahhhh," and a minute or two later she took my hand and moved
it to her bottom, and pushed my fingers against her rectum.

"Would you like some in here?"

"Yes please."

I again poured some in my hand, and I put it against her opening. 

I've had anal sex before, and with Gladys, I even had my hand inside
her ass. But this was different. It was somehow, much more erotic. My
Dick was hard as a rock and the hair on the back of my neck was
standing up as I slipped my finger inside her backside. 
The dildo that Clair had used on her was much larger than my finger,
but her opening was tight when I first put my finger in. Then it began
to relax, and I poured some more fluid in my hand and this time I was
able to get my index and second fingers in, and she began to go,
"Mmmmm," and move around again.

Amazed, I watched her pussy getting wet, and she started moving around
even more as I rubbed the inside of her tunnel.

I said, "You really like anal sex huh?"

"Oh yes. Sometimes I can't even get off vaginally. But I always can,
when something or somebody is back there, and you have lovely, big
fingers."

"Would you like to get off now?"

She opened her eyes and said, "Yes, I would, but I'm still pretty
sore."

I said, "Relax and close your eyes. Leave it to me."

She arched her eyebrows for a second, but she lay back and closed her
eyes again. 

I was still inside her butt and I poured a little more fluid on my
hand, then I put my other hand in the travel case and found the small
vibrator.

I slowly pushed my fingers deeper into her butt and held them there,
then I put my thumb against her clit and began moving it around.

She murmured "Oh God!" And she tried to grab my arm, but I pushed it
away, turned on the vibrator, and put it next to my thumb.

She grabbed the bedclothes in each hand and arched her back. I
continued rubbing her clit and I began pushing the vibrator harder
against her clit. 

Her whole body was in tension now and in almost no time she cried out,
and fluid gushed around my hand and all over my arm and the towel
beneath her. Some even got on me, and the overhead light reflected off
the beads of it that had stuck to the hairs on my chest.

She collapsed on the bed and lay there panting for a minute. Then she
opened her eyes and said, "Wow! Thank you! I was really horny.
Watching you and Clair had me so wound up I was ready to explode."

Then she looked at me, and down to my cock. It was sticking straight
up and she said, "You too, huh?"

I nodded, and she sat up and kissed me. Then she said, "Well, I wish I
could have you inside me, but that'll have to wait till next time,"
and she pushed me on my back."

I grinned and said, "So there's going to be another next time?"

She didn't answer; she just looked at me and started kissing down my
neck and chest. When she got to the wet place on my chest, she licked
there for a second, then she grinned at me and said, "I taste pretty
good, don't I?"

Then she took my cock in her hand. She looked it over for a minute and
said, "Damn! This is huge. I can't wait till I feel better. I'm gonna
wear this thing OUT!" And she began giving me a blowjob.

I've heard that there is no such thing as a bad blowjob, but this one
was 
World-class! She had moves I never saw or felt before, and when at the
last moment she pulled her head away, I must have shot four feet in
the air.  

When she saw how much there was, she leaned back, applauded and said,
"Ladeees and Gentlemen, a new worlds record by Peter the great!"

She started laughing and I grabbed her and held her to me. 
I said, "WOW! That was unbelievable."

She nuzzled against me and said, "So were you, young man." 

We held each other for a while, and last night started to catch up
with me and I guess I dozed off. The next thing I knew she was shaking
me, and she said, Go upstairs and get into bed. I'll clean up down
here and join you in a minute.

I barely remember going upstairs. I remember crawling in behind Clair,
and next thing I knew the sun was streaming through the window and
Nicole was shaking me. 

Monday

I had been sleeping so soundly, it took me a second to wake up. When I
opened my eyes, Nicole said,  "Pete, wake up. I think someone's in the
house!" I was lying on my back, Clair was lying with one arm across me
on one side and Nicole was on the other. 

It took me another second to understand what she said, and Clair was
waking up too, when the bedroom door opened and Della stepped into the
room.

We all three sat up at once.

Clair said, "Who are you?"

I said, "Uhh, hi Della."

Nicole said, "Oh Shit."

Della looked at both of the women, then with disgust in her voice, she
said to me, "Give me your car keys. Daddy is going to have someone
pick up your car."

I said, "They're in my pants." And I looked around for them. They were
hanging neatly on the back of a chair.

Della saw where I was looking and she started for them. Nicole started
to get up, then she realized she was naked and pulled a sheet around
herself. Then she said, "Della, I --"

Della stopped and said, "I thought I recognized your car. Don't worry
Mrs. Fell. I won't say anything."

She went to my pants, took out the keys and started for the door. When
she got there she turned and gave me a cold look. Then she said,
"Daddy talked to one of the mechanics. He thinks it's probably just a
fuel filter. He'll call you here at the house when it's ready, so be
sure to answer the phone. He said it should be ready in a couple
hours." 

When she left, she slammed the door a little harder than necessary,
and Clair said to Nicole, "Who is she?"

While Nicole explained, I got up and went to the bathroom.

When I came back, Clair went in and I lay down on the bed.

Nicole said, "Della is a beautiful girl. You and she had something
going for a while didn't you?"

"Yeah, but it didn't work out."

"She isn't gay is she?"

"No, I don't think so, why?"

She smiled and said, "Too bad."

I guess I looked shocked, because she started laughing and said, "I'm
just kidding."

I said, "Oh."

She tilted her head and said, "Sort of."

When I looked alarmed, she started laughing again.

Then Clair came out of the bathroom and Nicole went in. 
All three of us were naked, and when Clair came in, she stopped and
stretched. Her cute little body was bathed in sunlight and I began to
get hard. 

She looked down and saw it, and she squealed and jumped on the bed.
She took my cock in her hand, kissed it and said, "I had a really
great time last night. Are you ready for an encore?"

It was hard now and I stammered, "Uhh, sure." Then I remembered I
didn't have a condom, and I told her so. 

She said, "No problem," and she ran to her purse.

She dug through her purse and threw one to me and as I started to open
it, she ran back to the bed. She had a tube of something in her hand,
and she squeezed out a little and was putting it on her pussy. I
jerked it out of her hand and said, "What is this?"

Surprised, she said, "Why it's just KY jelly. I don't want to wait
until I get wet. I want you in me now."

Embarrassed, I mumbled, "Oh. I'm sorry," and I slipped on the condom.

I got on top of her, but before I entered her, I looked into her eyes.
They were clear and soft, and I was struck again by how attractive she
was.

I entered her slowly and when I was all the way in, she closed her
eyes and pulled me close to her so I couldn't move. Then she
whispered, "Thank you for last night. It was wonderful. Please forgive
me for the way I've been acting."

I started with long slow strokes, and it was starting to feel
wonderful, when Nicole sat down on the bed next to us and said, "Hey
you guys. You started without me."

Clair looked at her and reached for her hand. Nicole took it and held
it while we made love. I was using long steady strokes and I watched
Clair as she began to respond. Her eyes took on a dreamy look and her
pussy began to tighten around me. Nicole leaned in and kissed her,
then she sat back and stroked her hair. In a little while, and in a
whisper so quiet I could barely hear it, she murmured, "I'm coming"
and her body jerked several times, and she lay back with her eyes
closed. 

I stopped too, and I glanced at Nicole. She was staring at Clair and
her eyes were moist. Then suddenly she looked at me, and said, "Now
Me!"
And threw herself on her back next to Clair.

I said, "But aren't you still sore?"

"Nope, I'm fine. Come here."

I pulled out of Clair and moved over to Nicole. I got on top of her
and when she reached down to guide me into her, I felt a tiny pinch at
the end of my cock. But it stopped right away and I slipped inside
her.

Her body is smaller than Clair's, but her pussy felt looser at the
beginning, then suddenly my cock felt more sensitive, and I began
pounding into her. 

Clair moved down below us where I couldn't see her, and I suddenly
felt her hand on my balls. I slowed up and enjoyed the extra
stimulation.
Then she moved her hand around and put it between Nicole and I.
When I was all the way in, her hand was trapped against us. As soon as
I backed up, her fingers would fly across Nicole's clit.

Nicole was making grunting noises now, and her juices began spilling
from her. I tried to wait for her, but it was feeling too good, and
when I came, she pulled me so tight against her that her fingernails
dug into me.

It felt great, but I was concerned because I didn't feel her orgasm.
When I looked at her, she had an intense look on her face, and I said,
"Did you come?"

"Yes darling. It was wonderful."

I pulled out and lay on the bed next to her, then Clair did something
strange. 

She looked down at me, then she threw herself on top of Nicole and
began hugging and kissing her.

When I went to pull off the condom, the end was missing and it was
rolled half way up my cock.

I said, Nicole look!!!

Clair sat back and Nicole looked at me and said, "Don't worry. I'll
douche, and I'll be fine."

That sounded okay, but I remembered what Sylvia had said about
disease, so I ran into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. I let
the water get as hot as I could stand, and I scrubbed my crotch until
it started to hurt. 

I didn't know how women douched, and I kind of expected Nicole to be
in the bathroom when I got out of the shower. But she wasn't, and when
I went into the bedroom, they were still sitting on the bed and Clair
was holding her.

But as soon as she saw me, she jumped up and ran into the bathroom,
and Clair followed her.

I got dressed and called Mom. She said she was fine after a good
night's sleep in her own bed, and that Kristen had called twice. I
told her I'd be home in a few hours. Then I called Della. I didn't
know what I was going to say, I just wanted to talk to her. But she
wasn't home.

I turned off the answering machine and went out to the barn. I was
petting the horses, when Clair and Nicole came in. Clair said she had
never ridden, so I threw a saddle on one of the older horses and took
her to the corral. Nicole and I leaned on the fence and watched her as
she rode slowly around. 

Nicole said, "She's beautiful isn't she?"

I nodded, and said, "Yes, she truly is." 

I must have looked wistful, because Nicole looked at me and said, "Be
careful Pete. This is just an illusion. She's full of meds, and the
doses get stronger all the time. I don't know what's going to happen
to her, but it doesn't look good, and it breaks my heart."

"Where did you meet her?"

"Kate and I met her on one of our trips to LA."

I didn't know if I really wanted an answer, but I had to ask. And I
said, "How long have you and Kate been uhh, together?"

She glanced at me and smiled. "We're not 'together'. If you're asking
me how long we've been having sex, it started about a year ago. But
Kate was never really into it. Her husband was dead, she was mostly
just lonely, and she didn't really want to trust her heart to another
man. When Ben started coming around, I had hope for them. But it never
amounted to much on her part, and I'm surprised he stayed around. But
he really loves her, and now that the baby's on the way, I think
they're both very happy."

I thought for a second about Sylvia, and wondered if Nicole knew about
her. Then the talk of the baby made me think of the scar on her belly
and I asked, "Do you have children?"

She didn't answer for a while. Finally she said, "I had a child, but
he died shortly after he was born."

"So, why didn't you have others?"

"I married Richard after that, and he can't have children."

I could see that this was painful to her, so I shut up.

Just then Clair came over and started to climb down from the horse. 
I had to help her off, and it was fun holding her in my arms for a
moment.

The girls watched as I took the saddle off the horse, then Clair
looked at her watch and said, "I have tons of things to do today, so I
have to get going. Can I trust you two together?"

Nicole raised her eyebrows and said, "Trust us to do what?" And we all
laughed.

We went to the house and Clair got her things. Then she kissed Nicole
and then me. They weren't just "Goodbye" kisses, and when she kissed
me, she slipped her tongue between my lips. We walked her to the car,
and as she was getting in, I looked at her eyes. They were no-longer
soft and gentle. The piercing look was starting to return, and as she
drove off, I said to Nicole, "Is she okay to drive?"

"Yes, it's better if she drives this way instead of her being so full
of meds."

"Will she take her pills when she gets home?"

She looked sad again, and said, "Probably not." 

Just then the phone rang. It was Mr. Torres's garage telling me the
car was ready. I asked Nicole if she would drop me off. She nodded and
I told them I would be right there.

When we got to the garage, Nicole pulled the car around the back. She
gave me a long kiss, and I asked her, "How often do you and Clair meet
at Kate's?"

"Oh, every month or so. Why, would you like to join us again?"

I grinned and said, "You bet! This was the third time you and I have
been together at Kate's, and it gets better every time."

She looked puzzled and said, "You mean twice don't you? I was only
with you once before at Kate's."

Just then a car drove up. We were blocking an exit and he tooted his
horn. I got out and Nicole blew me a kiss and drove away.

I thought about what she said as I was driving home. The first time
there was another person in bed with Kate and me, it was oral only, I
didn't actually have my penis in her. Didn't she consider that sex? I
couldn't come up with an answer, so I put it out of my mind. But I
wasn't in such a great mood anymore.

When I walked into the house, mom seemed fine. She went to the phone
table, where there were three little notebooks, each with our names on
them. She shook her head and handed me one and said, "These are your
messages. You, Erin and Amy have your own phones, so you need your own
answering machines. It took me a half hour to write all this down, and
I didn't even write down the ones from Kristen. By the way, when she
called this morning. I gave her the number there, I thought she would
call you." 

"She may have. I was out with the horses for a while."

There was a message from Bill, wondering if I had got home yet, and a
few others were from kids from school. Two were from Karen, asking me
to call when I got a chance, and leaving her private number. Then
there were three from Alice. The first one said she had great news,
and she left a phone number, the second was the same, and the third
one said that she guessed I was out of town for the holidays and to
call her when I got back.

Then I remembered seeing her on the TV show, and I tried to think of
what program it was. I guessed that's why she called.
I wrote down her number, and took the book back to the table. I laid
it down and saw the one with Amy's name on it, so I reached for it to
see who called, and Mom said, "Never mind! That's private! Come into
the kitchen. I made some sandwiches, and I want to talk to you."

We sat down and I attacked the sandwiches. She watched me for a few
minutes, then, when I had finished the second one she said, "Your Dad
and I have been talking. We'd like to know how you really feel about
Kristen?"

I was glad she asked. I knew it was time to make up my mind about her.
I said, "Mom, she's great, and I like her a lot! But she wants to get
married."

"Don't you want to get married some day?"

"Sure I do. But not now! Heck Mom, I'm still in high school."

"I know, I agree with you, and I'm relieved that you think that way.
But I had to ask. Your dad and I think she's a lovely girl. She, Amy
and I talk a lot, and I know she's crazy about you. But if her career
takes off like I think it will, she's going to have a lot on her
plate. So you have to tell her how you feel, for both of your sakes."

"I know Mom, I will. I'll call her and talk to her."

"Now, there's one more thing. How are you and Amy getting along?"

"Why, fine! Why do you ask?"

She looked thoughtful for a minute before she answered. Finally she
said, "Amy is a wonderful girl. Your dad and I have really grown to
love her. But dear, I'm going to tell you something, and you have to
promise me you won't say a word to anyone about it, especially to
Amy."

"Sure mom, what is it?"

"It's her mother. She's very ill. The doctors say she probably won't
last until summer, and she could actually go at any time. Amy is going
to need a lot of help from all of us. I know that you and she have a
history, but she's a member of the family now. And she's going to be
very important to me soon. I want you to be her brother, her friend
and her protector."

"Of course I will. But why is she going to be so important?"

Mom didn't answer for a minute; she seemed to be thinking of
something. Finally she said, "It's Erin, she's growing up, and the
guidance of an older sister is going to be very important."

I thought about what she said, and I didn't understand. Erin is one of
the most strong-willed girls I ever know, plus she's a good kid. I
didn't realize she was going to need special guidance. But I figured
Mom knew what she was talking about, so I shrugged, and said, "Okay
Mom, but why did we come home so soon. Are you feeling okay? And why
didn't you want me to tell Amy and Kristen?"

"It's nothing for you to worry about. I'm fine now. I just didn't want
to worry the girls. Amy is having the time of her life, and I didn't
want to spoil her trip with Kristen."

"But, why would the girls be worried? Are you sure you're okay?"

Mom smiled and said, "Yes dear, I'm fine. Now, let's talk about this
week.
Ben and Kate won't be going skiing. Ben actually does have some work
problems. He has to fly to San Francisco, and he'll be gone until
Wednesday. Kate gets tired easily, and I figured you'd be skiing, so I
told her I stay with her until he got back. Now that we're not going,
there is plenty of room for you in Kelly's parents place. Why don't
you call Bill and see if he can go there with you?"

"Okay, and I guess I better call Kristen."

She put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Yes dear, you should. But
I'm sure they've already left. When I talked with her, I told her you
were going to Big Bear tonight, so she'll probably call there."

I looked at my watch and it was almost three o'clock. And suddenly I
realized that for the first time in quite a while, Kristen wasn't with
me.

For a split-second, I felt a sense of freedom, then slowly another
feeling started to creep over me. It was a sense of loss. Kristen was
gone! She was really gone -- and the only way I could get her back was
to rush to her and commit to her.

Mom was watching me closely, and she said, "You miss her, don't you?"

I nodded and said, "Did I do the right thing by letting her go?"

She hugged me and said, "You did the only thing you could do, son. If
you would have stood in her way, you both would have regretted it."

"But Mom, I'm going to miss her a lot! And she said that she would
give it all up if I would marry her. Doesn't that mean that I was more
important to her than a career?"

"Maybe it does, son, but what about you? Don't you like your life? Are
you ready to take on the responsibility of marriage, and maybe
starting a family?"

I must have looked shocked, because she laughed and hugged me even
tighter. Then she said, "You did the right thing son. You still have a
lot of living to do. Now, why don't you go make some phone calls? I
have to make some too. Then I'm going to get ready to go to Kate's."  
 
That sounded like a good idea, so I went into my room and called
Kristen. The hotel said that she had checked out. 
Then I called Alice. It was about 6PM there, and I got their answering
machine. So I left a long message explaining where I had been, and
telling her that I would be going skiing until next weekend. 
After that I called Kelly's parents to ask about coming there. It rang
a bunch of times, then an angry sounding female voice said, "What!"

"Uhh, Mrs. Rand?"

"No, it's Marie. Who's this?"

"It's Pete Baker. Are your folks there?"

"No, everybody but Stan and me is still on the mountain."

Then I heard someone in the background, and she put her hand over the
phone. The noise was muffled, but she seemed to be having an argument.

I had heard that a friend of hers was going to be there. I guessed
Stan must be him.

She came back on and said, "Are you coming up to ski?"

"Well, that's what I wanted to know. Is it okay to bring a friend?"

"Yeah, sure. We have plenty of room. Are you coming up tonight?"

I had intended on going there today, but a restful afternoon and a
good night's sleep sounded good, plus I had some things to do, so I
said,
"No, I'll be there about noon tomorrow. Will there be someone home?"

"Yeah, I'll be here. I tweaked my knee a little when I was skiing
yesterday. So I'm gonna cool it for a day or two." 

"Okay, see ya tomorrow."

I was getting ready to call Bill, when Mom came in and said, "I'm
leaving dear. Have a good time skiing."

I kissed her, and said, "Okay mom. I just talked to Marie Rand. I told
her I'd be up in the morning. I want to drop off Kristen's clothes,
then I think I'll turn in early tonight and get a fresh start in the
morning."

"That's a good idea. I was just speaking with Tony. He wants to talk
to you about some things."
   
She kissed me, and told me to drive carefully, and she left.

I tried to organize my thoughts. It was kind of nice being alone for a
while, but Kristen kept popping into my mind.

I forced myself to concentrate on the things I had to do, and the
first thing was to drop off Kristen's fancy dress and her ski clothes,
so I called the house. The person I recognized as "Rocco" answered,
and said it was okay to bring them by, so I drove to the house. When I
got there, I handed the clothes to him, and he told me that Tony
wanted to see me, and led me to the library. Tony was on the phone,
and he said "Hi Pete," to me, and pointed to a chair. Then he walked
to the far side of the room. He seemed to be arguing with someone, but
he was doing it in a low voice, and I noticed he gestured toward me a
few times.

When he hung up, he came over and sat down. He didn't look happy, and
I said, "Problem with Tammy?"

"You guessed huh? Yeah, she says she doesn't want to see me for a
while. I don't know what to do Pete! I'm nuts about her, but nothing I
do convinces her that I'm --."

He stopped, shook his head, and said. "But that's not the reason I
want to see you. Are you okay with what's going on with Kristen?"

"Yes and no, Tony. I'm happy that she could be on her way to something
great, but I'm going to miss her like mad. As I'm sure you know, I
like her a lot, but she wants more then I can give her right now. She
wants me to
be something that I don't think I'm capable of. I don't know where she
got the idea that I'm as mature as she thinks I am, but for crying out
loud Tony, I'm only seventeen!"

He grinned and said, "My sister can be a handful. When she finds
something she wants, she wants it all and she wants it right now. 
And I never saw her fall for anyone like she has for you. But she
wants this too, and I can't tell you how happy that both dad and I
were, when you told her to go on without you.
I don't know if you two will ever end up together, I kind of hope you
will, but you've done the right thing by letting go of her. 

But the main reason I want to talk to you is because, as you know,
Kristen is using the name Baker. You know the reason she did it, and
if it's okay with you, we'd not only like her to keep using it, but
we'd like to ask you to go along with a plan we have. The media has
seen you with her, and thinks you may be married. Kristen is going to
be alone on the road for some time, and the fact that she could be
married, might keep some wolves or fortune seekers, away for a while. 
I'm sure by this time, the people at school will have found out about
it, so we're going to ask you to be as vague as you can. Amy has
agreed to say that she doesn't know if it's true or not. 
Will you work with us for a while? The mystery about whether she was
married or not could actually help her career."

I thought about it, and I wondered what it would entail, but it
actually sounded like fun. So I grinned and said, "Sure Tony. I'll go
along with it for a while and see what happens. In the meantime, do I
have to call you my brother-in-law?"
 
He laughed out loud, then he put his hand on my shoulder and said,
"Who knows, Pal, maybe someday it'll be true."

I left the house in a good mood. Tony seems like a nice guy, and it
might be fun to pretend to be married to a famous entertainer.

On the way home I thought about Tony and Tammy. Tony seemed to love
her a lot, and remembering the times that Tammy and I were together,
it bothered me a little that I would never be with her again. 
But she deserves someone as good as Tony.

At least, that's what I thought at the time --

 

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