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Eggplant (Mf, nc, inc, mc)
    by Uncle Sky

Chapter 06

Our days settled into a new routine. We were all there for breakfast, then
Dad went to work, and Jen and I went to school. Mom now worked the
graveyard shift, so she went to bed. Mom would still be asleep when Jen and
I got home but was up soon after. We all had supper together and spent a
pleasant evening together before going to bed.

Jen and I had only a few chances to be alone and fool around. No time to
make love. We had barely enough time for her to give me a blow job or for
me to eat her out. This went on for several weeks and Jen was getting very
frustrated. Well, to be honest, so was I, but I was handling it better. I
knew we had to figure something out or there would be trouble. Then one
Monday evening at supper Mom gave us the answer.

"Jeff dear, next Saturday is our anniversary and your Dad and I want to
make it special. We're going over to Centerville, (the next town over) for
dinner and dancing that night and will be staying at the Centerville Towers
Hotel over night. We'll be leaving early Saturday afternoon and won't be
home untill Sunday afternoon. Will you be here in case Jen needs anything?"

That was her way of asking me to babysit Jen without saying it, as that
made Jen angry. Jen saw the possibilities and answered before I could say
anything.

"That's okay, Mommy. Bettie has been after me to come to a sleep over, so I
could go that night and Jeff wouldn't have to stay home. Is that okay?"

I spoke up before Mom could say anything.

"That would work out better for me too. Chuck's having a small party that
night and if it lasts very long I might stay over to help with the cleanup
the next morning."

Mom looked at Dad, who gave a little nod and then said, "That's fine. We'll
all have a fun night and still have time to rest up Sunday."

It was settled, now I had to make plans. Mom and Dad went in to watch TV
while Jen and I did the dishes and cleanup. I whispered to Jen.

"Will Bettie cover for you without knowing what you're doing?"

"Sure. I'll think up something scandalous I shouldn't be doing as a cover
story. We do that kind of thing all the time. Do you have something
planned?"

"Yes, but it's a surprise so don't ask any questions. I'll fill you in when
I have all the details worked out."

After we finished in the kitchen, I went up to my room and closed the door.
I sat down at my computer and made out a To Do list.

TO DO

1. Check with Chuck about cover story.
2. Withdraw cash from savings to cover expenses.
3. Make reservation at hotel.
4. Order flowers for pick-up Saturday.
5. Check for way to get Jen in hotel without being seen.
6. Shop for drinks and snacks Saturday.
7. Make dinner reservations at Great Wall of China.

I was fairly sure I was forgetting something but decided to start right
away and check the list again later for anything that I might have left
out. I took out my cell phone and called Chuck.

"Hello."

"Hi, Chuck"

"Hi, Jeff. What's up? Need some more of my notes?"

I chuckled. "Nah, I'm okay in that department. I do need a favor though."

"Sure. What do you need?"

"I have something lined up for Saturday night that I'd rather my folks and
anyone else didn't know about. I was wondering if you could cover for me
that night. I told them you were having a party and I was likely to stay
over and help you clean up Sunday morning."

"As a matter of fact, I am having a party that night. It's not very big but
I could cover for you. Do you think they might call to check on you?"

"I doubt it. They have a big night out planned to celebrate their
anniversary. I have my cell, so if they wanted me they should call on that
and I'm covered. I just don't want to take any chances. If they did call
your house you could tell them I'm in the john and then call my cell to
warn me so I can call them back."

"Oooo. Got a hot one lined up?"

I laughed as I said, "A gentleman never tells. Can you cover me?"

"Sure, no problem."

"Thanks, Chuck."

We chatted for a couple of minutes about his party and then hung up.

Item one, check.

I went on line and looked to see if the Savoy had a web site. It did and I
could make a reservation on the site. I had to give them a credit card
number, so I used the one Dad had given me for emergencies. I'd pay in cash
when I checked out on Sunday and there would be no charge on the card.

Item three, check.

Next I searched for a local florist. I found one close to the hotel that
had on line ordering available. I filled out the form and ordered two dozen
pink carnations. That's Jen's favorite flower. Good thing it wasn't
orchids. I did the same thing with the credit card and would pay them cash
when I picked up the flowers.

Item four, check.

Next was the Great Wall of China. I was having a good run of luck. I was
able to make reservations for an early dinner at five pm.

Item seven, check.

I went back to my list and suddenly thought of something else. I added item
eight, select and prepare nice clothes. I didn't need a suit, just a nice
shirt, slacks and my sport coat. I'd have to tell Jen about how to dress
too. Nothing too fancy, just nice. She'd have to take some casual clothes
with her in an overnight bag to wear home Sunday. That went on the list as
item nine.

That was all I could do that night so I did some studying, then hit the
sack early. I slept well and dreamed a nice dream about my planned date
with Jen.

When I got up the next morning, I passed Jen in the hall on my way to the
bath room. I whispered to her, "ask me for a ride to school at breakfast".

I didn't give her time to ask any questions. Later while we were eating
breakfast she asked me and I told her I would if she hurried. That was a
fairly normal reaction from me when ever she asked for a ride. We finished
eating and rushed to get ready. We were out the door several minutes
earlier than normal. Just what I wanted. We didn't get far before Jen was
after me to explain what was going on.

"I'm making plans for our date Saturday. I still want to surprise you but I
need to tell you some of my plans."

"Okay."

"I want you to plan to leave after the folks go out. If they ask, tell them
I'm giving you a ride on the way to my party. You'll need to have one of
your nice dresses ready. We're going to a nice place for dinner. You should
pack a bag to take with you just as if you were going to that sleep over.
Inside you should have some casual clothes to wear home on Sunday. We may
not be the first to get home. Pick a dress that will fit in the bag to
bring it home. After we have dinner I have a surprise for you. Don't try to
guess because that could spoil the surprise."

"Okay."

Item nine, check.

I could see she was excited, but she didn't ask any questions. We still had
some time so I pulled into the back of the parking lot of a Quick Mart.
There were enough cars that we wouldn't look suspicious. Jen looked puzzled
until I reached over and pulled her into my arms and kissed her
passionately. She responded and we necked for about ten minutes before we
had to get going. We had done this before at different places so we could
have some private time to neck. No sex, just kissing and touching.

When I got out of class later that day, I went to the bank and withdrew a
large part of my savings. If I had any left I'd put it back next week.

Item two, check.

I also dropped my sport coat and slacks off at the cleaners.

Item eight, check.

I had some time so I went to look at the hotel. I was in luck again. They
had an underground parking garage. I drove down into it to look around.
There was no sign of any security cameras. The Sdvoy was an old hotel and
hadn't been upgraded I guess. In our town and that area it really wasn't
required. I saw that there was an elevator and stairs to get to the rooms.
That would work out great. I'd check in Saturday afternoon, then we could
park in the garage and go directly up to the room without going through the
lobby. If it looked busy we could use the stairs.

Item five, check. So far, so good.

Unless I was forgetting something else, my list only had one item
remaining, shopping. I planned to do that Saturday.

I spent a fair amount of time the next couple of days resting on my bed,
thinking about what I was going to do and about our relationship. At some
point it dawned on me that this had to be a one time thing. There was no
way I could repeat this and expect it to work, or for that matter expect to
pay for it. I realized I needed to make some changes. I needed to stop
sponging off my folks and get a job. I also needed to move out and get a
place of my own. I'd be turning twenty that summer and it was time. I got
off my ass and started to search the internet for what I needed, just to
see what it would take.

Our local newspaper had a web site that included want-ads. I pulled it up
and looked under help wanted. Not too much there. Then I saw something that
made me think. There was an ad for a service station attendant. It was a
full time position. By this time it was almost the end of the school year
and I would be free for the summer. Dad sometimes used me at his station
and I knew how to run the place. But he had all the help he needed on a
full time basis and also had a couple of students that worked part time. It
wouldn't be fair for me to take a job away from one of them. Maybe I could
get the job in the ad for the summer and make some kind of arrangement for
the school year.

I didn't want to go behind my dad's back so I cornered him for a talk. We
went to his room and closed the door for privacy. This was not unusual when
we had "man" subjects to talk about. He sat on the bed and I sat in a chair
facing him. It took a moment for me to get started then I plowed ahead.

"Dad, I need to make some changes in my life. It's time I took some
responsibility for my own life. I know you and Mom agreed to support me
while I go to college, but I think it's time for me to start acting like an
adult. I want to get a job and then get an apartment of my own."

"What about school? Will you finish your education?"

"Yes. I thought I'd work this summer and get an apartment. Then in the fall
I can work and go to school too. It would be hard but I can do it. If I
have to, I can cut down my class load and take a little longer to finish,
but I can do it."

Dad thought for a few minutes about what I'd said, then spoke.

"What about Jen? You won't be here to watch over her any more."

"Jen is growing up. She's old enough to be trusted alone for a little while
at a time. With you working days and being home more, and Mom working
Graveyard and being home days now, I'm not really needed. The three of you
can do without me and it's time."

"Okay. I'll talk to your mom about this. We'll help you get started with
some household goods for your apartment and a deposit if you need it. You
can pay us back later. Have you thought about a job yet?"

I told him about the ad. He knew the man that owned the station and said he
was a good man. He promised to give me a good recommendation if asked. I
thanked him, shook hands, left him there and went to my room.

I called the number in the ad and spoke to the owner of the station, Mr.
Baker. I told him who I was and he agreed to meet me for an interview the
next day. I hoped it would all work out. It might mean more time with Jen,
or it might mean less time since I'd be busy more. It would mean the
possibility of more private time though.

I went back to my computer and looked for a web site for apartment rentals.
I found a nice one that gave all the information you could possibly need as
well as pictures of the apartments. I browsed through their listings and
found several that looked good and were not too expensive. I wasn't ready
to rent one yet, but it gave me an idea of what was available that I could
possibly afford.

My sleep that night was filled with dreams of my possible future. I could
only hope the reality was close to that dream.

The next day was Friday. Only one more day 'til my date with Jen. My first
class that morning was cancelled, so I went to see Mr. Baker at his
station. We had a very nice talk and he agreed to hire me. His real need
was for an evening man. He had planned to hire a man and train them during
the day for a week or so, then move them to evenings. That would mean
either he or one of his day men would have to work the evening shift for a
while longer. He thought that since I was experienced, he could just give
me a few hours of familiarization with his station and then start me right
off on evenings. We agreed that I would come in Monday, after school, to
see how things ran. I could start the next evening. He had students that
worked the weekend, so I would have Saturday and Sunday off. That suited me
fine.

We shook hands and I was about to leave when he stopped me. "Haven't you
forgotten something?"

I tried to think what he meant but came up blank. He took pity on me and
answered his own question. "Salary?"

We both laughed. He told me that because of my experience and the fact that
I would save him the money and time to train a new man, he would start me
at the same level he paid his other attendants. I was floored. I thanked
him and left for school with a huge smile on my face. If the work load at
his station was like it was at my dad's. I'd have plenty of time to keep up
with my studying while school was still in session. I would also have
enough money to pay for an apartment, utilities and food. I was sure I
could manage and still find time for Jen and I to have time together. I had
another idea about that, but would have to see if I could arrange it.

When I got home that afternoon I told Jen we needed to talk. She suggested
we leave a note for Mom saying I was giving her a ride to the mall to pick
up a few things. This was not unusual, so I agreed. We left the note for
Mom and headed out. It was only a short ride to the mall so I didn't get
into anything serious on the way. I suggested we go in and actually buy
something as a cover in case Mom asked. I got a pack of socks and Jen
picked up some panties. We found a table over in the corner of the Food
Court, where we'd have some privacy. I got a couple of sodas and we sat
down for our talk.

I started out by going over my plans for our date. I had decided it wasn't
fair not to tell her so she could be prepared. I didn't mention the flowers
or anything, just the dinner and the hotel. I told her how I would sneak
her in. She was very excited about the whole plan.

"Jen, I have more to tell you. Please hear me out before you get all upset,
okay?"

She looked worried but agreed to try.

"I got a job today. I'll be working evenings and be off weekends. That
means we'll be seeing less of each other for a while."

She kept her word and stayed quiet but there were tears rolling down her
face.

"We can still spend time together on the weekend. I'm sure we can come up
with things to do together that will not be noticed as unusual by Mom and
Dad. This is all part of my plan for us to be able to spend more quality
time together."

She looked a little better. I knew she understood what I meant by "quality
time". We could still make love. She smiled a little, but still looked
worried. She sensed that there was more.

"Yes, there's more. In the next couple of weeks I'll be moving to a place
of my own. I'll be getting a small apartment once my pay starts coming in.
This will give us a place to be alone, but we need to make it look
innocent. I have a plan but it will take some work on your part."

"Okay."

"The folks know I was looking for a job but only you know I got one. I'll
tell everyone at dinner tonight. You need to act surprised and a little
unhappy, but not too much. I want you to mumble something like, I wish I
had a job too so I could earn extra money. I'll ignore you and tell them I
want to talk to them more after dinner. It's your turn to do the dishes so
I'll take them in the other room to talk. We'll talk about my plans to get
an apartment and how it will affect my schooling and things like that. I'll
mention that I expect to be very busy. Then I'll mention your remark about
getting a job. I'll suggest that they raise your allowance, since you'll be
doing more chores around the house. You'll need to pitch in and do more
without being told so they can see how much of a help you are after I
leave.  I'll suggest that maybe you could come over to my place once in a
while to do some cleaning and things to help me out, because I'll be so
busy with both work and school. I'll offer to pay you a small amount to
make it worth your while. I think they'll agree and it will give us plenty
of time to be together. It's not the best plan but it should be the safest
plan that will let us have time to make love without anyone suspecting."

She didn't look happy.

"Will you still be able to help me with my tests? Finals are coming up
soon."

"Sure. I'll find some excuse to see you for a few minutes now and then. My
shift starts at four so I can be at the house when you get home from school
and set things up then. And with the summer vacation starting soon, we'll
both have the daytime free to do things together like we always do in the
summer. This will work, Jen. You know I love you, and this is the best I
can do for us. Now we better get home."

Jen still didn't look convinced but agreed to try things my way.

Things went just as I planned at dinner. I told about my new job and Jen
played her part very well, looking surprised and then sad. She didn't say
much and got up to do the clean up while I took the folks into the living
room for a talk. I told them what I wanted to do and they agreed after a
little discussion. They knew I helped Jen with her homework at times and
when we got to the effect my moving would have on her I suggested I could
stop by the house for a short visit on my way to work to see if she needed
any help. They liked that idea and agreed to my other suggestions about her
allowance and coming over to help me. Everything seemed to be going just as
I'd hoped.

When Jen finished the dishes she came in to join the conversation. Mom told
her what we had decided and asked about help with her school work and was
pleased with the plan. She acted a little reluctant to be taking on more
work at home and doing cleaning at my apartment until she was told her
allowance would be raised and that I would pay her for her time at my
place. That brought a smile to her face and she agreed with all our plans.
She did very well at acting the part as we had discussed. Things were going
even better than I had hoped.

I was very excited and it took quite a while to get to sleep that night. I
kept going over my plans looking for anything I had forgotten. I didn't
come up with anything and finally dropped off to sleep.

I slept well and dreamed about Jen and I on our date and making love in the
hotel room. I didn't have a boner when I woke up. Instead I found a mess I
had made when I came in my sleep. Wow! That was unusual.

It was Saturday and I could hardly wait for my date. But I still lived at
home and there were some chores that needed doing that morning. It was soon
obvious that we were all excited about our plans for the evening. Mom and
Dad kept looking at each other and smiling as they thought about their
night out. Jen kept talking about the fun she was going to have at the
sleep over and I mentioned spending time with my friends at the party. I
didn't go to many parties and that made it special. I think my parents
might have tumbled to the deception except they were too busy thinking of
their own special evening out.

We all agreed we had done enough by about eleven o'clock and each went to
get ready for our own evening. I told them I had to run some errands to get
things for the party to help get it ready.

I started at the grocery store. I got some sparkling apple cider, which was
what Jen and I had when there was a celebration at our house where the
adults were drinking. I also got a small tray of assorted snacks from the
deli department for us to nibble on. I also found some small candles in
little holders that would work for the romantic atmosphere.

My next stop was the florists to pick up the flowers I'd ordered. I paid
cash as I had planned and headed for the cleaners to pick up my clothes.

My last stop was the hotel. I parked in the parking garage and went up to
the lobby in the elevator. I checked in and went up to look at the room. It
was great. Those older hotels were sometimes very classy and this was one.
They even had a small room size refrigerator. The bed was king size and was
very comfortable. The bath room has both a tub and shower, which I liked.
The shower was large enough for two, which I liked even more. It all looked
great.

I went back down to the car, got everything and took it all up to the room.
It only took a few minutes to get everything ready. I would just need a
minute to finish the prep when we arrived that evening.

I headed home and got there just as Mom and Dad were ready to leave. We all
wished each other a fun time and they left at about two o'clock saying they
would see us Sunday afternoon.

I suggested to Jen that we spend the next hour or so doing homework. She
was not happy but agreed it was probably best so it would be done when the
folks got back. I had a hard time concentrating and I'm sure Jen did too.
Finally, at about three, I went to see Jen in her room. I told her it was
time to get ready and kissed her, before going in to do my prep for the big
date. I let Jen take her shower first as she had more to do and then I
followed when she was done. We were both ready at about four fifteen and
left for the start of our date.

End of chapter six.

-- 
Uncle Sky

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