Get Ready, Get Set…

After I’d hung up with Sunny in Houston I just sat there and thought about all the possibilities. Finally at two in the morning I went to bed never realizing that I forgot all about the conversation I’d had with Jennifer. She wanted me to have a real live adult size girlfriend. That was the last peaceful sleep I would have for a while.

Getting ready the next morning I looked across the table at Jen as she shoveled her Captain Crunch into her mouth. ”So why are you up so early, Jen? You haven’t gotten up this early all summer. Got plans?” She looked like she always did every day during the summer, shorts and a T-shirt.  I guess shopping wasn’t in her plans, at least today.

I had caught her just as she loaded another spoonful in her mouth. I watched her quickly chew and swallow so fast I thought I’d have to do CPR or something on her. The whole time she stared at me. I felt too good to be intimidated by any seven-year-old.

Finally, with a final swallow she said, “You called Sunny last night.” She said it like it was a fact and not a question. She’d been in bed for awhile before I made the call. I was pretty sure she was asleep.

“It was Tuesday so I called her. Her and Donna were in Houston last night, and they said hello.” I hoped she didn’t want to know what we talked about. I tried to tell Jennifer one time what we talked about late in the night. Even the G rated version had her eyes bugging out. I sure wasn’t going to tell her about the blow-up we had and Donna’s lust for Sunny or my idea for Sunny to find comfort and maybe relief from Donna. 

“So what did she say about coming up?” It sounded like a pretty ordinary question. Even after three years I still hadn’t learned how far she could stretch an ordinary question. It seemed like, where Jennifer was concerned, there weren’t any rules that couldn’t be bent, broken or ignored. I guess that came from me talking about my Navy days. We had a saying that it was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission. Just as long as the Skipper didn’t find out.

As I was about to take a sip of my second cup of coffee I replied “Four-thirty Friday and she’s staying through Tuesday.”

About halfway through the sip Jen jumped up and screamed, “SHIT! THIS FRIDAY?” 

I was so surprised at Jennifer’s outburst I almost dropped my coffee cup. 

“Why didn’t you wake me last night?” She was off running for the cabinets in the kitchen. “We have a ton of stuff to do.” her eyes darted all over the kitchen. “We haf’ta clean the house and do the laundry. Sunny wants new sheets and pillows and stuff. What about the bathroom? What do we need? I...”

I dropped the flat of hand hard on the table. It sounded like a cannon going off. I smiled to myself, as I thought that was how my dad, Jennifers grandfather, got my attention more than once. It had the same effect on Jennifer. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around and looked at me.

“Sit!” I barked at her. I wondered if the coffee soaking into my shirt would show.

Slowly she walked back to the table alternating between looking at the floor and me. I knew what she was thinking, ‘What the hell did I do now?’ It was the same thing I thought I had when I was the seven years old and then eight through twelve. It took mere seconds for her to go over to the cabinets. Now it seemed like it took years to sit down again. When I was about Jens age I thought I was going to the electric chair and the walk I was seeing confirmed that. Death row inmates walked faster than Jennifer did right then.

Once she was seated I took her hands in mine. “Jennifer? You know I love you but if you say shit one more time I’m going to spank you, got it? Your seven and seven year olds shouldn’t be saying thing like that. If someone heard you using that type of language...well I don’t know what would happen.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. I’d never threatened her with spanking before. I guess she thought she was beyond that. The thing was that she was too old for spanking.  Usually, the very few times she really did something bad it was grounding. I felt her hands tense up under mine.

“I’m sorry I cussed Gene but you don’t understand. Sunny’s coming in three days!” She was pleading her case like a pro. I should know. I’d done it enough with my parents.

“So?” I replied.  “We clean up a little tomorrow and everything is cool, all right? No big thing.” I was really proud that I’d picked up the latest slang from Jen and Mary. What the hell did cool mean anyway?

“Look at this place, Gene?”  She was so involved with what she as saying she missed my moment of brilliance, oh well. “This is going to take more than just a few days,” Jen said as she started waving hands around.  “We haven’t cleaned the house real good since I moved in. She can’t see us living like this,”   “We need to show her that this is a place she’d want to live in, ya know?”

I thought Jen was getting worked up over nothing. I never had to do anything special when Alice was here. “But Jen, she’s already been here. She’s seen the house, outside and inside... Wait a minute, what do you mean Sunny living here?”

“If she gets to be your girlfriend then maybe she’ll move in.” In Jennifer’s mind it was as simple as that. “Besides she saw it in the dark. All she really saw was the living room and your room. Now she’s going to be here for...” I watched Jennifer counting the days off on her fingers. “Four whole days. If you can’t get time off we’re going to be home together, alone. She’ll SEE everything.

I just looked at her. The last major cleaning was...double shit! Before Alice left. It had to be over six years ago. Right then I knew Jennifer was right. I guess a little cleaning was in order. Besides I didn’t want Sunny to think we were slobs, or was it me?

So we decided a major cleaning was in order. I called a friend who cleaned carpets and upholstery and he would be over that afternoon. Jen said she’d start cleaning knowing that Mary would help.

So we cleaned for two days and part of the night. Mary and Jennifer worked most of the day with mops and the vacuum cleaner and I did the heavy lifting before work. After I got home I moved it back to the original place or shuffled everything around. The couch was moved at least three times before we settled on leaving it right were it was when I bought the house.

The cleaning ended Thursday night in of all places, my bedroom. I came home at the usual time and marveled at what I saw. Jennifer and Mary had conned David and a few of his friends to clean up the garage and yard. Well conned is probably the wrong word. Jennifer waved twenty-dollar bills in front of each one, my twenty dollars. I was mad when she told me on Wednesday what she needed five twenties for. When I mentioned that five twenties equaled one hundred dollars she was at a loss for words.  Now it didn’t seem like such a bad idea. The trash I hauled away Wednesday night made a huge impression. The pile that magically replaced it to my left, as I drove in, would be gone tonight.

I walked into a very clean kitchen to get a drink when I heard Jen’s voice at the other end of the house. “Oh David that’s perfect.” Jennifer sounded very happy, almost excited. David who? Was she with David Kowalski?  I wandered down the hall, Ice tea in hand. Her door was open and the room was empty.

“Hurry David! We’ve got to hurry; Gene will be here any minute. Get up on the bed!”  Her excited voice was carrying though the closed door at the end of hall that was my door to MY bedroom. 

What the hell was going on in there?

“Jen, you’ve got to help me it’s too big.” That was David’s voice. He sounded a little upset. I knew he liked Jen and after the thing with the lotion, well you know. So here he was doing gods know what. “Here grab the end and I’ll lift it in place,” It sounded like he was getting anxious.

“Ewwe, I’m not going to touch that!” I heard Jennifer complained. Only it didn’t sound like she was really complaining. “Mary’ll grab it.”

Mary? My demented mind was racing. Like hell they are. No one’s going to grab anything in my bedroom, except me. I’d had enough. I swung the door open just as Jennifer proclaimed, “On three lift. One...two...”

“WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE!” I bellowed as I walked through. And there they were. All three were on MY bed and I suddenly heard the crash of glass and screams.

I quickly looked around the room David and Mary were at the head of the bed and Jennifer was about half way down. All three heads were turned towards me while the painting they were putting up over the headboard landed between the wall and the bed. I could hear the tinkling of glass falling out of the frame and hitting the hardwood floor. The two girls were jumping up and down trying to catch their breath. David just froze. If I wasn’t so mad it might have been funny.

“I ASKED,” I repeated, “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? Didn’t I tell you not to touch that painting?” I looked as a painting I’d bought a few years ago peeking over the top of the mattress. It was an oil painting of my favorite place. Even if you didn’t know where it was done you’d love it. It was done during springtime on the Prado in Bacelonia, Spain. The particular view was looking towards the central railway station. The person I bought it from said it was painted back in the fifties, about the same time I was there. Now the frame was broken and glass covered the floor. For the first time in all the years Jennifer had lived with me she had truly done something to get me angry. 

“I’m...sorry Gene... I... just...wanted...to...sure,” Jennifer sobbed as full-fledged tears started pouring from her eyes. 

“SHUT UP!” I screamed at her. I told myself to stop. Yelling would make it worse I knew that. Trouble was I couldn’t stop. “First your not suppose to be in my bedroom! Second I told you never ever touch my things, especially that!” I pointed to the painting. I took one step forward as Jennifer quickly moved towards the head of the bed, away from me, toward David and his sister. As Jennifer ran across the mattress David’s arm went around her to keep her from falling.

“Gene I said I was really sorry!” Jennifer was still trying to explain as David’s arms tightened around her. “I wanted to surprise you. I’m sorry it broke. We’ll clean it up. I’ll get it fixed. I swear. Sunny will never know what happened.”

As she turned her head to survey the damage done, her cheek brushed her protector’s arm. Nobody noticed, I don’t think even David thought it. As Jen did that little move Mary’s brother closed his eyes and for an instant had a small smile on his face.

I suddenly forgot the painting. I slowly walked toward the trio with the new thought racing in my head. I heard the glass breaking into smaller pieces under my feet. Here was someone who wanted to be with Jennifer as much as I did. I looked at him and he was looking back at me. Was he challenging me? I knew then there was something there, at least from his perspective. Jennifer, who knows?

I got to the side of my bed and bent down. Three sets of eyes watching me and waiting for something to happen. I bent down and collected their shoes and threw them on the bed. “Your right, Jen,” I knew she was only trying to do something I should have done years ago. In her little world all she wanted to do was make everything right for Sunny and me. “I’m sorry I yelled but I didn’t expect this.”

Jennifer wiggled in David’s grasp. Her back was against David’s chest.  She wasn’t trying to get away but to find a comfortable spot. I’d experienced that more than once with Alice and other girlfriends. It was one feeling I liked and by the looks of it so did David.

“There’s glass on the floor that you and Mary are going to have to clean up. And don’t cut yourself on the glass. Leave the painting were it is and I’ll take care of it when David and I get back.”

Jen looked at me then up at David. David only looked at me. “David?” I continued, “You can help me load the trash outside into my work truck and help me dump it, okay?”

Finally he exhaled. “Sure Mr McGuire.” Slowly he lowered his arm around Jennifer. Her arm came up automatically to try to hold it in place but dropped her hands to her sides in an instant. Yes this was very interesting.

Everyone started putting their shoes on as I walked outside to start loading the garbage. David came out shortly afterwards. A little too soon, I thought. May be they didn’t have anything to say to each other. I reasoned that with Mary there it might be a little embarrassing.

I drove back to work to drop off the trash in the dumpsite. David rode in silence all the way there and back again. As I pulled onto our street I looked over to him. “Do you like her?”

I guess he was so deep in thought that he forgot I was even in the same truck. He jumped at the sound of my voice. “Who,” was his reply?

“You know, Jennifer.” It seemed he needed a little clarification. “The girl you had your arm around.  My seven year old niece.”

“His head swiveled around to me. “Gee Mister McGuire I didn’t mean anything by it. It just kinda happened.” He sounded worried.

“I know David,” I said as I pulled up to the driveway. “Those things happen sometimes.” He needed reassurance. Besides didn’t I always want Jen to have a normal life? I hoped for someone more her own age? Here was that chance.
 
David didn’t sound convinced. “Err, sure Mr. McGuire.”

“Besides I like the idea of you watching over Jen when I’m not there. You’re a good kid, David. I know no one will screw with you or anyone you know.”

I saw a small smile as he finally figured he was off the hook. “Ya, I found that out last year. Some long hair was bothering Mary and I set him straight.”

“Long hair?” I was curious? “What the hell was a long hair.

“ One of those hippie, fakers. There’s one in my grade.” He quick looked at me and I shrugged at him. I’d said screw in front of him so what should I expect. “Everyone knows they smoke dope and stuff. The girls don’t need to be around that.”

“No they don’t, David.” I had to agree with him. I thought of Jen getting close to a ‘long hair’. Drugs were a relatively new thing to central North Carolina.  That is if you don’t count moonshine that was still a family business in some parts. Even so some were branching out into marijuana, So were ‘long hairs’. Long hair on kids were a little more acceptable but everyone I knew had short hair, even down to the buzz cut my boss had. They probably had lice and all sorts of diseases I thought. I thought about how everything was changing too fast. Pretty soon it would be 1970. I wasn’t looking forward to the changes. 

Still I had to set some ground rules. “I don’t know what would happen if someone hurt Jen, and I mean anyone.”

The glance I gave him reinforced what I had said. David could never be called dumb. He caught right away what I meant. Anyone, including him.

“No problem Mr. McGuire, you can trust me.” It was the most sincere statement I’d ever heard. Besides I really didn’t want to fight a freshman in High School who was almost as tall as me weighed a little more and was going out for basketball, football and wrestling. I was an old man and my bones took longer to mend.

While we were gone Jen and Mary cleaned up the room and were sitting in the living room. As a way to apologize I invited them to Chris’s for supper. After clearing it with their parents we went out and ate. Every once and a while I’d catch David holding Jennifers’ hand. She didn’t seem to mind but he held hers not the other way around.

Yup, a very interesting three days and nights.

XxXxXxX

I was half-awake. Which half I couldn’t tell you. My adrenaline level was so high I could feel my heart beating in my throat. My body ached from the sore muscles I’d forgotten I had. I thought about the last three days and nights of cleaning and wondered how the hell I’d survived them. 

I was people watching. After all there was nothing else I could do at the airport.  Jennifer had pushed me out of the house early so I wouldn’t get caught in traffic. I had a parking spot as close to the terminal as I could get. I was really feeling okay with myself despite the pains I had. I knew Sunny would ease any discomfort I had, especially the one between my legs.

Sunny had called me from Tampa on her last night. I hadn’t expected that but it was enlightening call. She promised me to make the next five days memorable. She described in detail what she wanted and what she’d offer. The list of what she didn’t want do wouldn’t do was definitely shorter. Every part of me believed it, every part.

She didn’t mention Donna and her, and I didn’t ask. I did know that things had clamed down between them and Sunny had ‘convinced’ her best friend to sleep with her. I imagine that there wasn’t much reluctance on Donna’s part. She didn’t even offer Donna the phone to talk to me. I didn’t know if she was there or not. It happened sometimes.

So here I was watching the people go by. Short, tall, thin, fat, long hair, big breasted, and some with hardly any breasts at all. So sue me. I only noticed the women.

“Sir?” The voice behind me said. I smiled for a split second thinking it was Evee but then I realized it was too deep. It was way too deep to be female. Even deeper than even mine.

I turned around to see a Deputy Sheriff standing behind me. He was big. How big you ask? Well the pistol on his hip looked like a five-inch deck gun on a destroyer and his black hand covered the handle down past the cylinder. That was when I noticed that the snap on the holster was off. From my seated position he looked eight feet tall and five hundred pounds and not an ounce of fat.

“Yes?” I really wanted to be polite seeing as how he could pick me up with one hand.

“Could you come with me, please?” He was very polite but the tone said ‘Don’t fuck with me’.

“I’m waiting for someone to come in.” I really didn’t want to go but if he insisted. “There must be a mistake.”

“Most likely there is, sir.” His tone was still very polite. By now he should have started controlling the situation. “The sooner you cooperate the sooner you’ll get to see whoever your waiting for. The concourse security office is right down the hall.”

I knew there was no way out, so I got up. As we started walking I reassessed the Deputy Dawg. Actually the nametag said Officer L. Johnstone. My first guess about his size and weight was pretty close.

“Could you tell me what’s going on?” I still didn’t have a clue. The person I’m waiting for works for National and will be on that flight.” I pointed to the arrival sign.

There was absolutely no sympathy from Deputy Sheriff L. Johnstone. “That’s right nice Sir. Like I said we just got a few questions. There was a report of someone with a weapon. Y’all fit the description.”

Right then I knew I had him. “Look Sheriff, I’m in shirt and pants. I don’t have a bag and there’s nothing under my shirt.” 

I suddenly stopped and turned to face him. “Look nothing’s there but skin.” I reached down to pull my shirt up but I felt his hand close on my arm.

“Let’s do this in private, okay?” The tone of his voice said that I’d better not try that again. “Besides I didn’t say what this here weapon was or where it was suppose to be hidden.” He gave me one of those smiles that was all teeth, lot’s of big teeth. “Let’s git it over, okay?”

As his massive arm turned me around I thought of telling Jennifer not to cuss. I was all set to let loose on him, with my own version, when it hit me. Where could someone hide a weapon so it wouldn’t be seen? OH TRIPLE SHIT. 

As we approached the door marked ‘Authorized Personnel Only’ I thought how something so wonderful could have turned out so badly.

We walked into the small office that was pretty much like mine at work. There were desks, phones, and a bulletin board. Everything except here there was two large dots on the wall and white stripe on the floor.
“Could y’all put your feet on the line and hands on the white dots.” If the grin was any indication Deputy L. Johnstone was really enjoying this. I was more nervous now than I was before. “Assume the position. You know what the position is, I’m guess’n.” He seemed to find it funny enough to let out a little laugh.

If it wasn’t for the fact that in about thirty-five minutes I’d be holding Sunny I might have said something very descriptive about his mother and what she did for the troops during the war. Instead I placed my feet on the line and leaned forward till the palms of my hands hit square on the dots. Ya I did know what the position was.

From behind me I heard the Deputy say, “Stay just like you are. Don’t go anywhere, my partner will be here any minute.” 

I wondered if this was how he got his kicks when I heard the door open. “There he be.” He obviously was referring to me. “Be gentle with him.” Again he laughed at his stupid joke. All I wanted to do was punch him and his partner out. “And you Mister? Don’t give us any trouble and you’ll be back waiting for your girlfriend.” 

Something was clicking in my head when I felt a pair of gloved hands feel around the back of my collar and neck. From the angle the new deputy was a lot shorter than the first one. His touch was a lot lighter, almost feminine, as I could feel his fingers grazing my back. It was very curious. It was also very worrisome. It got worse as the black gloves of the deputy came around and his fingers started to check the front. The sleeves on the tan shirt appeared a little too large. His hands seemed to rest a little to long on my chest.

This wasn’t like the last time I was frisked. The last time it was a fast once over looking for what ever they thought I was I was hiding and into a cell.  This time it was almost sensual and I was really worrying. Was this guy gay? I didn’t want to be his object of desire or what ever. “Look,” My voice cracked and squeaked “I don’t know what your looking for but I don’t have it.” 

Just as I said that I saw the gloved hands slide down from my chest to below my belt. I gasped and jumped as the hand stroked my hardening cock. I tried to move but I could feel the deputy’s shoulder against my back. I tried to move but the pressure from this unknown deputy tried to hold me in place. I thought about the other deputy, L. Johnstone, taking this all in. What a fucking mess.

“Relax Gene, I heard her say. “Sunny would kill me if anything happened to you right now.” She broke the light caress through the leg of my pants. Her hands grabbed as much of my cock as she could through the denim. 

Her? I knew that voice. It was then all the thoughts, fears and unknowns came together. All those emotions came together at that moment, in one name; Evee. 

“What the hell are you doing Evee?” I wanted to be mad but I couldn’t. I felt that familiar tingle between my legs. I quickly thought that it had been a while since I’d cum. The last time was early last week. I had decided not to ‘waste it’ as they say but save it for Sunny. It wasn’t easy not to masturbate during our phone calls but I managed. Now here was Evee doing her best to spoil everything. “You know if something happens, there’s going to be one pissed off Flight Attendant coming off that plane?”

“Turn around, Gene.” It sounded like Evee was having as hard a time stopping as I was.

As I turned around I said, “Evee? What’s going on? This just ain’t right.”

As I was saying that Evees hand attacked the belt and zipper on my Wranglers and pulled them down. “Don’t worry Gene,” She gave me one of those wonderful National smiles as she reached in and grabbed my very hard cock. “I’m not going to do anything to hurt you or Sunny. She just wanted me to make sure you were following the rules.”

She was looking down between us and when she looked up she laughed. I must have given her onr of those ‘I don’t know what the hell your talking about’ looks. “You know, the one where you don’t wear any underwear. Seems like you have that well in hand.” I saw a little pout on her face. “I guess you didn’t need my help after all. No underwear.” 

Evee still had her hand wrapped around my penis like she didn’t want to let it go. “Evee? Let go before you cause all three of us a problem.” It was starting to feel way to good.

Her eyes went back down between us as she let go. “Three of us? I wouldn’t do that to you or Sunny. I told you that.”

“No, you, me and Mr Happy here.” Now why the hell did I tell her that?

“You named your cock?” Her eyes were back on me and laughing. “Does Sunny know? She calls you her Fantasyman. I like Mr. Happy better.

I reached back down between us and tried to straighten myself back up. It was alot harder because I was a lot harder. You try sticking your erection down your pants leg so no one will see it. Well that was the idea anyway.

“Don’t even start, Evee.” I really didn’t want to give Sunny any ammunition when the teasing started. Somehow I knew it would. “And she’ll find out soon enough so don’t tell her, okay?”

“Yes, Gene,” was the reply. It was a little to quick a little to condescending. But then again I had ten minutes before Sunny’s plane was at the gate. Maybe we’d talk about what happened again.

Evee took off the shirt she had over her National uniform and put it with the gloves on the desk. “Leroy is waiting for you at the gate. Do me a favor and stay close to him. I’ve got a 727 to unload.” With that she turned around and walked out the door.

I finished redressing and walked back to the gate. It was easy to spot Deputy Sheriff Leroy Johnstone. I could see his shoulders, not just his head, above everyone else.  He was leaning against the wall across from the gate that would bring Sunny to me.

I leaned against the same wall. I didn’t know if he knew I was there until he said, “Did Evee have that little talk with you?”

I looked up at him and smiled. “Is that what it was suppose to be?”

I saw the same smile as before. “Well, there was suppose to be some conversation in there somewhere. She said she had to check to see if you kept your promise to your girlfriend. It had to be done in private because it was very personal. Was it?”

“Being a gentleman I’m not saying.” I was really starting to like him even though he seemed to enjoy yanking my chain a little too much. “How well do you know Evee? To get you to do everything but put the cuffs on me takes some convincing. It could have been your badge if you got caught playing like that.”

He didn’t even flinch at the suggested threat. “I’ve known Evee for years. I was one of the guys that pulled her ex off of her as he was beating the crap out of her. I felt real bad for her and her situation but three of us took turns on him and gave him some roadside justice. We’d been to the house before and talked to both of them. We decided that the next time we’d haf’ta get in his face. That was a good feeling, giving him what he deserved. That was the closest I’ve ever been to being fired. And if I had? It still would have been worth it.”

“So you’re real close to her?” I was liking this huge black man more and more. I noticed the 727 pulling up to the gate, Sunny’s 727.

“As close as my wife will let me.” His grin got bigger as he told me, “That’s the only person I’m afraid of, all five foot four, one twenty pounds. Your girlfriend is pulling up.”

I knew I should concentrate on the gate but I had to ask. “What happened to your accent?”

“I was born on Long Island, New York,” he said with the grin going up to his eyes. The rednecks around here expect a black man to talk like a sharecropper. Besides it’s fun knowing what I know and they don’t. Anything else?” He was concentrating now. Wondering what else I would want to know.

“Well?” I really didn’t want to ask but my safety seemed like a concern for Evee. “Evee said to stay close to you, why?”

“The humor seemed to drain out of him as he looked at me. Very slowly he said, “The copilot on the plane was one of your girlfriends boyfriends. He’s not the gentleman most pilots are. According to Evee he thinks he’s still your girl’s number one. He’s not really happy with you taking what he thinks is yours. He mentioned to the wrong ears that if he sees you he’ll have your nuts in his suitcase before he leaves the airport.”

What was I suppose to say to that? “I guess it’s hell being popular,” I tried being nonchalant about it. But now I was glad I had this mountain next to me.

That brought a laugh from Leroy just as Evee opened the door to the gate and the passengers deplaned.

I watched the hugs and kisses from those who had waited for them to arrive. I wondered what kind a welcome I’d get. I remembered Alice’s arrival and us almost bending over the waiting area chairs. 

Next came the aircrew. I looked for the three striper that wanted my balls. He was big. Not like Leroy, more like me, but he was younger and looked stronger. I was happier than ever that I’d made a new friend.

I looked at the stew...err...flight attendants, I had to get it right. Mostly young, mostly cute too damn fine and full of themselves. All chatting away like they hadn’t been together for four hours, but no Sunny.

There was one other attendant coming through the door behind them.  She made me get off the wall and stand up straight. Leroy must of thought it was Sunny. “That’s her?”

“Never saw her before,” I said absent-mindedly. I was so fascinated I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Now don’t get me wrong she wasn’t as cute as Sunny. I didn’t think she was even my type, and to be honest there wasn’t anything spectacular about her. Average height, average build, very small breasts, a oval face, from what I could see her legs were okay and her hips and butt were bigger than Sunny’s but not as big as Alices’. It was the complexion and hair that attracted me, dark skin definitely Latin and smooth and about ten pounds of the blackest hair twisted on her head. Then there was the way she walked. Every one of the aircrew that walked out of the cattle chute walked just like every other person. She glided out like she was on stage and not in the old Raleigh airport,

I wondered what it would be like to run my fingers through all that hair when she stopped and looked around. Her eyes stopped on me, not Leroy, anyone walking by but right at me. Then she smiled and walked on, catching up with the rest of the crew. Well just damn!

“That’s got to be her,” I heard wonder in Leroy’s voice. “Damn you are so-o lucky. It’d be almost worth getting a beating from my wife just to be in the same room with her.”

I turned and saw Sunny walking toward us. She was smiling but I could see the tenseness in her face.

She finally stood in front of me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pressed herself in into me. I felt every piece of clothing she had on, the sunburst wings on her jacket and even imagined her nipples poking me in the chest. The perfume she was wearing complimented her perfectly. “Thank you officer I can handle things from here.” Her tone said she wasn’t happy.

“Yes mam, I bet you can. Good afternoon.” I guess Leroy missed her tone because she shot him a look that would of wilted a lesser man.  He just walked away smiling.

I didn’t want her time with me to start bad. I had to defuse what ever was pissing her off before we left the airport. “What’s the matter Sunny, bad flight?”

“Damn Gene,” Sunny buried her face in my chest and said, “I said I wouldn’t let him spoil our time together and here I am ready to piss my vacation away because I’m angry.”

Now I knew it wasn’t fatal. “It’ll take more than a bullshit copilot to spoil our time together. Besides, he’ll be flying somewhere else in a little while and you’ll be here. Now kiss me.”

Sunny took it as a command and looked up. As our lips met I could feel the tension in them. I could feel the trembling in her lips as I got lost in them.   Slowly that was being replaced by the softness I knew and loved. Her breathing increased as she parted her lips and accepted the probing of my tongue. Sunny’s hands pushed the back of my head so and space between us was gone. Our tounges dueled for a while as I felt myself getting hard again. Evee had primed the pump but Sunny was going get the reward for her effort.

As our lips parted Sunny looked at me. There was a smile but still residual tension. “Fuck me Gene,” She whispered to me. It was a quiet order, a need. I noticed small beads of sweat on the side of her face. It wasn’t really warm inside the airport.

“Right here?” I thought I’d found two women who wanted to fulfill my fantasy. 

“No, not here, silly. At your house on the new sheets you bought.” Now there was determination in her voice.

That was something I could do. Hell, I’d been dreaming about it for the last four weeks.

“I don’t want you to make love to me, Gene,” she continued with a very determined voice. I just need a fuck. Don’t worry about me cumming. Just fuck me. I need your cock more than anything.

I reached for one of her hands and placed it between us. She resisted a little. After all it was a public place but finally I felt her fingers running along the length of my erection. Sunny moaned into my chest, “That’s what I want in me. ”Could feel her lips moving against my shirt. “I want you hot cum filling me up.”

Sunny looked up and I saw tears in her eyes. “Let’s go now before I get we get arrested and I get fired.” The thousand-watt smile was almost back.

I took her hand and her suitcase on wheels and walked toward the parking area. As we got to the arrival/departure area Sunny pointed to Leroy. “Is that Evee’s Leroy?”

“That’s him.” I guess I was in the loop now, Nothing more had to be said.

Sunny dropped my hand and left me standing in the middle of the airport. She walked over to where Leroy was standing and looked up at him. They said a few words and I saw Leroy’s eyes get wide as he shook his head. I guess that wasn’t the right answer because she grabbed his uniform shirt and started to climb up his body. It was amusing to watch her reach up as far as she could to grab his uniform shirt. I could see her pulling herself up as her now stocking feet started to wrap themselves around his hips. 

That was no mean feat on Sunny’s part. The National uniform was changing from a stylish Oleg Cassini designed outfit to a more freer and lighter pastel colored dress. Still when Sunny tried to wrap her legs around Leroy her skirt pulled up almost to her waist. I moved a little to the side and noticed Sunny was wearing a light blue garter belt this time. It looked real good on her. I wondered if she’d let me take it off with my teeth when things got more interesting.

The other thing I noticed was Sunny was loosing her grip on Leroy’s shirt. I guess he noticed or felt the shirt material starting to strain because what he did brought a gasp to the gathering crowd and a chuckle from me.

He looked at me through the small audience that had gathered to watch all this. I guess his eyes were asking permission or something. When I gave him an exaggerated shrug he smiled. 

He reached down and placed both hands under my girlfriend’s butt and lifted. No grunting, no strain, just cupped that tight ass with both hands and lifted Sunny like she was a leaf. I saw Sunny’s eyes go wide as he continued to lift her up higher and higher. She lost whatever lock she had on his hips and her legs just hung there like a little kid as up she went. Her hands went from his shirt to around his neck. I don’t think it was necessary because with those large hands it was a pretty secure seat. 

I looked around at the faces in the crowd and I could tell who was from North Carolina or from Dixie in general. Words like shocking and disgusting and other terms that would only be used at a Klan meeting were being whispered.

He lifted her even with his face and said something to my girlfriend and smiled. Sunny smiled back as he turned his face away from her. It was then that Sunny planted the biggest kiss on Deputy Sheriff Leroy Johnstone’s cheek I’d ever seen.

After that he lowered Sunny back to the ground. He had one last purpose as she put her shoes back on. She held on to him so she wouldn’t fall over. It didn’t seem to bother him much. There wasn’t much public comment after everyone realized the show was over.

Sunny quickly turned around and walked back to me, relieving me of her case. I looked at a very dazed Deputy Sheriff with the biggest shit eating grin I’d ever seen on anyone’s face.

As we were putting her bag in the trunk of the Olds Sunny looked at me. “What?” she asked. She looked like she wanted to fight about what happened.

I smiled back at her. “Before you got off the plane Leroy took one look at you and said it’d almost worth getting a beating from his wife just to be in the same room with you. I can’t imagine what what’s going to happen to him now.”

“If I’d known that I’d have made it really worth his while.”  Sunny quickly got into the passenger side of the car.

“Don’t worry, I think you did.” I said through my smile. “The only problem is that this is still the South, Sunny.” I lost my smile “No matter what the Feds do desegregation is still a work in progress. You kissing a black man in public like that wasn’t the smartest thing to do.  The only difference is a few years ago Leroy would of still been in New York doing what ever and not a Sheriff in Wake County, North Carolina. Maybe in 1979 it’ll be okay but this is 1969. There may be a complaint made on him.”

Sunny looked at me as I pulled out of the lot. “Damn it, Gene I just thought it’d be fun. Even in Miami there might be questions but lose your job? I hope I didn’t screw things up for him?” She sounded worried. I was too but I thought I knew Leroy pretty well.

“Don’t worry Sunny.” With everything else now she had this on her mind. I needed to get her back to us. “Leroy is all grown up. He can take care of himself. Besides do you think someone seven foot couldn’t handle a five-six FA?”

“I suppose.” Sunny didn’t sound convinced. She looked around. I wondered what she was looking at. After all airports start looking the same if you work in the industry.

After we’d gotten on I-40 Sunny looked over at me. “I just had to do it Gene,” her voice was strong and calm. Evee said that after he put her ex in the hospital they took him off of patrol and put him in the airport. According to what she heard he’s never going to get behind the wheel of a car again, all because of her. It was the least I could do.”

I looked at Sunny and realized with all the men she’d been with she didn’t understand the male of the species. That made me feel better, as I had no clue how women behaved, that she was having the same problem. So we were even there. “Don’t worry about Leroy, Sunny. What you did was the right thing. Besides He said helping Evee was worth even losing his job over. I know because I would have done the same thing.”

“Do you mean that?” I could tell there was wonder in her voice. With all the guys she’d slept with, Roberto included, she really didn’t know there were a lot of nice guys as well.

“Sure. It’s a guy thing. You know protect the weak support the strong and all that.” I decided to ham it up a little.

“Oh” was all she said. It was quiet for a while.

As we got on US 70 I looked over at Sunny. She was sitting sideways with her head on the back of the seat, looking at me. I noticed that her thighs were twitching. Now it was my turn to say “what”.

“Did you like her?” It sounded like what ever was bothering her was gone for now.

I must have really amused the hell out of her with my head snapping towards her face because she started laughed.

“Like who? Evee?” I wondered what kind of trouble I was in now.

“No silly, I know all about the feel-up you got. She was the first on the plane and dragged me into one of the cans and told me she really wanted to make you cum but didn’t. I told her she better not have. I was talking about Donna.”

Now I started to pay attention. “Your Donna?” My mind was on her thighs that seemed to have taken on a life of their own. They weren’t really twitching they seemed to be keeping a beat.

“No silly, OUR Donna.”

Suddenly her thighs, as great as they looked, were second. They were encased in nylons and just a hint of blue garter snaps peeking out from her dress. “Why is she our Donna?”

“Because last night after a grope session with her she asked if I was serious about getting you to fuck her. I told her...” Suddenly Sunny had turned the corner into the Twilight Zone again.

Now my head was buzzing. “Wait a minute, what grope session? You and Donna fooled around last night? And when did you tell her you’d get me to have sex with her? I thought it was a blow job?” Suddenly I realized that I’d turned the same corner, only she was two blocks ahead of me.

Sunny was still looking at me sideways. “You don’t want to fuck my best friend?”  Some boyfriend you are!” She didn’t sound mad. Just confused. I guess it was all very logical to her. After all why wouldn’t I want to have sex with her best friend? They shared everything else. Besides, as I was told later a guy secure enough to encourage his girlfriend to sleep with a lesbian must be okay. Add to that Sunny and I actually hadn’t had sex yet. She didn’t count the playing around, and my cumming in her hand, the last time. I thought we did, well I got off. But that was last time we didn’t have sex. Confused? I have the answer. Take two aspirins and ignore everything till it happens and enjoy. I knew right then my new girlfriend was from outer space. 

So I did what any guy would do, I gave up. “Okay if you insist, I’ll have sex with Donna. I’ll make her scream my name when we do it. Happy now?” I thought she’d have second thoughts. Not my little Martian.

Sunny looked at me from her seat and smiled. “I knew you’d see it my way. Thanks Gene.” Not only was she in the Twilight Zone, she was directing traffic.

She turned around and started looking out the front again.

Then it hit me. Donna was the Latin woman I saw coming out of the plane. Well maybe she was my type, except for the fact that she was a lesbian and more interested in my girlfriend.

“So tell me, boyfriend,” Sunny may have had her eyes straight ahead but I could feel them looking right at me, “ Did you like her?”

“Do you mean the five six Latina with dark skin, a great complexion and ten pounds of the blackest hair I’ve ever seen on top of her head?”

Sunny turned her head to look at me. “Ya, so did you?”

“Never noticed.” I replied and quickly covered my self up as Sunny took a playful swing at me.

The sheen of sweat I’d seen on her face before was trickling down her neck.

“Are you Warm? I can turn up the AC?”

She turned to me and the look she gave me was one I would get to know very well. It was pure need. With one hand on her lap she reached over and ran a finger up and down the zipper of my Wranglers  “I don’t think it’s going to help. But when we get to the house you can cool me down.” 

I pressed the accelerator a little harder. The rest of the ride was quiet except for the sound of Sunny rubbing her legs like a deranged grasshopper.