Life Is Not A Game

Monday ended with Alice sitting on me and giving both of us a really good orgasm. She said we were going to have sex three times that night.  I didn’t think I could handle that request though. After washing each other in a shower that was built for six or more we fell asleep in each others arms.

Tuesday morning was a good start to the day. I woke up to Alice’s lips pulling my hard cock deep in her throat. I looked down and saw a head under the sheets bobbing up and down. As Alice came up for air she informed me, “We have time for a quickly.” Glancing at the clock it was 6:45am. I don’t know if she forgot or didn’t care but after a blow job then test driving the bed, last night, it sure as hell was going to be anything but quick. 

Alice had positioned herself next to me, face down between my legs. On the weekends we use to use sex like an alarm clock. Trust me there was no snooze button. It’s difficult to go back to sleep when someone with a talented tongue is working on you. When we were together it was usually one or the other who was in that position. I even knew what came next. I ran my fingers up and down between the small of her back over her ass and down to her very wet vagina. Every once and a while I’d run the back of my nails over a particular spot above her knee, I knew, that would bring on the giggles and a very quick “stop”. The last time she took the offending digits and placed them between her legs. 

“If you have to play tickle, tickle this.” I was informed. Alice turned slightly to give me better access. There’s a lot to be said for being predicable.

Of course I couldn’t answer because I was busy kissing every inch of soft skin I could reach.  

The fingers did play in a more appropriate spot, however. Alice was very wet as I pushed one then two fingers inside of her. The small gasps told me I was doing something right.

Alice came up for air and announced. “Show time, Sailor. Show me what you’ve got left.”

With that Alice rolled over on her back, fanning her blond hair out around her head. As I settled between her legs she raised her legs and smiled at me.

“This is the part I really like,” She announced to no one in particular. “It’s time for you to do something.”

I looked down as her fingers went between her legs. Alice opened her lips just as I pushed myself into her.  My elbows were resting on either side so I could see what she was feeling. 

“Oh God Gene, yes,” Alice moaned. “Long and slow, Gene. You remember?“

Remember? Hell. I ruined more than one set of sheets, in the last three years, remembering. Alice was so open and wet I had little trouble sinking in as far as I could go. 

Slowly I pulled out, hoping that two times would delay my cumming.  As the knob of my penis reached the top of her vagina, I raised myself higher in her. As I slowly sunk back in it pulled the skin tightened around her clitoris.

My reward was a moan. “No one does that better than you Gene.” Alice said as she shifted slightly for better contact. “Right there sailor. Let’s do the nasty.”

I almost laughed at that as Alice closed her eyes, concentrating on me stroking in and out. I could feel her contracting her muscles as her breaths got shorter and shorter.

We settled into a steady rhythm as I pushed hard into her, she pushed back into me.  It was the kind of thrusting that makes it perfect. I could hear the sound of our hips crashing together over and over.

Even with last night I was close, very close. I could feel that wonderful feeling rushing through my cock as she lost her control with her orgasm.

Life was good.

Then came Tuesday night.

I was hoping for a repeat of Monday night and Tuesday morning. 

Ya’ right.

I came in through the garage to the kitchen and there was Mary scurrying around the floor picking little blue and pink pieces of plastic and little colored plastic cars. Alice was collecting money and cards that were scattered all over the table. 

I don’t know if you remember the Game of Life. It was a popular game back in the late 60’s and 70’s. The three of us, Jennifer, Mary, and I use to play it at least once a week as soon as they could count the spaces and try to read the cards. Now it was all over the kitchen floor.

“Interesting way to play the game.” I said. Both heads turned to me. Neither one was smiling. Then I noticed Jen was missing.

Both noticed but Mary spoke up first. “It was her fault, not Jens.  Mary flashed Alice the evil eye, as only a best friend can.

“How was I to know she couldn’t take a little teasing,” Alice pleaded. “We finished one game and started a second. I got my spouse, then Mary, and then Jennifer. She asked me what my husbands name was and I said Gene.” Alice’s eyes started to light up thinking she got the best of a seven-year-old. 

“Suddenly she tosses everything on the floor. Pink and Blue bodies everywhere. She calls me a bitch. Then she...”

“Wait a minute. She called you what?” I was getting that lost feeling again.

A bitch. Rhymes with witch. You know pointy hat and all.” I heard a giggle coming from the floor. 

I turned to the offending giggler on the floor “Okay Mary, what's up?”

“Its Gina’s fault, Looking up from the floor”, she replied. “She’s in fifth grade and she and Jen have been talking between classes. When we walk home Jen has this funny look on her face. She tells me some of it but I know there’s more. I don’t like Gina very much.”

Suddenly that made two of us.

“So now what, Alice?”

“Go comfort Jennifer. I’ll apologize for this but she’s going to have to take a little teasing about her...” Suddenly she realized Mary was sitting on the floor. Now what!

Mary just looked at Alice and said. “Boyfriend. I know, Jen told me.”

“You know I’m not really her boyfriend?” I tried to explain.

“Yes you are. Don’t tell us different. You’re a lot better boyfriend that Angelo is to Gina. And you’re a lot more fun.” From Mary’s tone there was no doubt in her mind.

Alice asked the question I wanted to. “Who else knows, Mary.”

“No one. It’s our secret. So are ya?”

I should have thought it over but I said, “Yes.” 

I looked over to Alice and saw her shoulder drop a little. The look on her face said it all. I knew then she had planned to get me back and it had failed. 

Alice looked over to me and said. Go comfort you girlfriend Gene. Mary and I will clean up here. We’re going to Chris’ tonight.” With that she continued to reassemble the game.

A hundred thoughts and a thousand emotions hit me. I wasn’t ready for a seven-year-old girlfriend. I knew in my heart and head Jennifer wasn’t ready for an adult relationship. She just wanted someone to be there. Her mother and father weren’t around much. Hell Linda, my sister in law, was only in town for a few days last week and was already screwing her way through Central America.

I knocked on Jennifer’s door.

“FUCK OFF, ALICE.” came through the door.

“Jen, it me.” It seemed her vocabulary was picking up. I wondered if this Gina had anything to do with it.

I didn’t wonder long. Jennifer opened the door and in a flash my niece/girlfriend had her arms wrapped around me as far as they would go. The tears and the stuffy nose really messed up her face. “I’m sorry Gene. She was teasing me about me being your girlfriend. I got really mad at her.”

This was going to be harder than I thought. “Did I hear you say fuck off?” I tried to keep my voice even.  “Did you call Alice, a friend I’ve know before you came here, a bitch?”

From just above my belt buckle I heard, “Yes sir.” 

“Don’t call me sir, Jen,” I didn’t need to think about this. It was automatic. “You’ve never called me sir before. Trying to act like a seven year old isn’t going to get you out of this.”

It took a few seconds to register but finally she raised her head. “I AM seven years old, Gene.”

I took her hand and led her into her room. The first thing I noticed was how clean it was. Even with the posters of the Star Trek crew, the Addams Family, and a couple of rock bands I barely recognized, the room was hospital spotless.}  

We sat on her bed side by side. Jen was looking down at her hands. Her fingers were playing with the hem of her skirt. I watched her straighten out the material, crush it then smooth it out again. I looked down at her. Not once did she look up at me.

“Jen? Where did you learn to call our friend a bitch?” I was hoping the tone would shake her up. 

She suddenly raised her head and looked at me. Her eyes were coal black. “She’s not OUR friend. She’s YOUR friend.” Her voice was an odd mix of controlled anger and something else. “You wanted her here. I watched you two at Chris’. You guys looked like my mom and dad used too. When I lived there they didn’t want me around. They only looked at each other.” My Jennifer tried to get a breath.

“Jen you have to understand...” I was hoping to get this settled quickly.  Like I said it wasn’t a good night. 

“NO! I’m not going to listen.” Jennifer was looking back down at her skirt. Her hands on her knees, squeezing them so tight they were red. “She wanted to sleep over so you’d get all mushy and move to Chicago and be together or something. All you wanted was for me to leave you alone so you could be with her.”

“Jen,” I pleaded, “you offered to stay at Mary’s house I didn’t make you.”

Jen wasn’t listening to me. She had it all figured out. She wasn’t wrong. But then again she wasn’t right either. “It’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?” She yelled at me

We both knew the answer was yes.

This wasn’t going well. So I did something I thought I’d never do.

I slowly got up and moved in front of her. I know she knew were I was but she never looked up. Slowly I kneeled down in front of her.  I could see Jens dark eyes looking left and right but never at me. It was almost as if she was thinking of running. 

I slowly lifted her hands from her knees.  As I turned them over her fingers were still clenched. I looked up and Jennifer was staring at me. Her eyes had lightened some. That was always a good sign

Are you going to spank me?” Jens voice was so quiet that I thought she was talking to herself.

I felt a huge wave of relief. “No, I’m not. I am going to talk to you though. Do you think you should be treated like a little kid?”

“Gene, I AM a little kid.” It was almost like she wanted to shout at me but changed her mind. “I just don’t want you to go away. I’m your girlfriend, remember? You said so.”

I looked down at the palms of her hands. My thumbs had started massaging her palms.  The same hands I had kissed only a week ago. That time I felt on top of the world and cried.  Then again, a week ago, I knew who we were. I was her Uncle. Jennifer was my niece.  

“Who taught you to say fuck off and bitch?” I asked.  I could feel the tension sliding off of her. 

“It was Gina, Gene. We have lunch together. We’ve been talking and she tells me things.” Her eyes shifted between me and what I was doing to her hands. “She tells me about her and Angelo and the things they do. Ya know kissing and stuff. Sometimes they argue and call each other names. “

I could tell there was more of the story. She wasn’t going to get away this easy. “And what else is there, Jennifer? I know there’s more.”  My thumb stroked her palm in random circles.

“Huh?” Was all I got out of her? She was some where else.

“What else is there about Gina and Angelo?”

Her eyes came back up to mine. “Well...I...we...she talks about boys and stuff.  I kinda told her that I hadn’t done it, yet. Gina wanted to know if I wanted to do it with Angelo.” Her eyes fell from my face to where my thumbs caressed the palms of her hands. “You know, she’d let Angelo have sex with me. Her and Angelo do it a lot.”

That was a good thing Jennifer wasn’t looking at me as I almost lost all feeling from head on down. I stopped what I was doing and looked at my Jennifer. I was getting a bad feeling again. Words like negotiating and dealing kept popping into my head. Gina was two years older than Jennifer was. 

“What did you say?” I asked. Did I really want to know?  You’re damn right I did.

“I told her no. I was too little.  The only boy I kissed was Alan and he wasn’t as good as you. I don’t think any boy could kiss as good as you.”

“Jen I just kissed your hands, Remember?” I was having a hard time remembering too. I kept thinking about some punk fifth grader and Jennifer together. It wasn’t a happy thought.

Jennifer was insistent; “It was way better than Alan, way better.” Who was I to argue?

“Could you do something for me, Jennifer?” I asked. 

“Sure what?” she said.  Those beautiful hazel eyes looked right into mine.

“Stay the way you are,” I asked. 

As soon as I said it I knew I was lying, and I hated myself for it. Here was my niece/girlfriend who trusted me more than anyone in the world. Here I was, going to break that trust by pushing her.

“OK,” was all she said?

So very slowly I moved towards her. It took a second or two for her to realize that some thing was going to happen.  When it did her eyes widened in surprise. Her lips, which had been pressed together in a pout now opened a little. 

Half of my brain screamed, “Don’t!” The other  said, “Why not?”  Some other part of me saw her as a five-year-old eating mash potatoes and peas. And I guess the fourth half said if you do she’s gone for good.

Jennifer’s hands rested in mine as I brought my lips to hers. As they touched I could feel her whole body jump like it received a shock. Her hands went to her side as I brushed my lips across hers. I could almost imagine hearing her little ragged breaths as I centered my lips on hers and pressed lightly.

The truth is I didn’t hear or see a damn thing. There was this roaring in my ears. It sounded like giants breathing. Then I realized it was the breaths I was taking. The room we were in was gone and all I could see was Jennifer’s eyes. As I kissed her again the beautiful hazel eye turned into even a lighter color almost a sand color; I was fascinated. 

The real fascination, however, was the kiss. I didn’t press but just placed my lips on Jennifer’s . It wasn’t a passionate kiss. There wasn’t any tongue or mashing of lips. It was all light pressure and heavy breathing. The sound of our lips parting sounded like a gunshot in my ears. 

I moved back and looked at her. The same long brown hair and the same nose. Her lips were still parted but her lower lip was shaking. I hadn’t felt them move at all. Her little body was twitching all over. I could feel the shaking through the air. With every breath she took her body gave a little shake. But it was Jennifer’s eyes that drew my attention. The hazel eyes that could turn black as night in anger had now lost almost all their color. She looked like one of those albino people you see in National Geographic or something. As I watched her breathing starting to return to normal and I could see this slightest outline of her iris. 

In a whisper I asked. “Are you all right, girlfriend?”

All she did was look at me. The trembling had stopped. The pout was gone. But she didn’t say a word. “Are you all right Jennifer?”  Say something?”  I was really starting to get worried. 

If I had hurt or scared her, the police or jail wouldn’t be as bad as my disappointment. In those few minutes I thought I’d screwed up again.

I was so busy watching for some reaction I didn’t feel her hands take mine. I looked down and saw those small fingers touching mine. Now it was my hands that were shaking. Her hands were a lot steadier than mine were as I looked back up.

Finally she said something. “Was that a grownup kiss?”

“Yes”. What else was I to say?

There was a little silence as she thought it over. I could see in her face she was deciding something.

“So tell me, girlfriend, did you like it?” I asked. As calm as she was my mind was going a hundred miles and hour.

The little smile that creased her lips told me everything. “That was way better than Alan Morton and way better than the hand kissing thing. You really love me!”

“God help me; yes, I do Jennifer McGuire.”

“ I love you too, boyfriend. With all the seriousness a seven year old can muster.” Suddenly her smile disappeared.  “I...I...I...”

“You what, Jen?” Now what was wrong?

“I gotta pee, Uncle Gene.” 

Unfortunately I saw the humor in that. Jennifer didn’t.

“I really gotta go! NOW!” she demanded.

With that she scooted past me and out the door.

I thought of waiting for Jen to return but after a couple of minutes I went into the kitchen to check on Alice. I noticed Mary had left.

She was finishing putting the game together and looked up at me. “So how did it go with Jennifer?” she asked.

I sat down next to her at the table “Good I guess.” The problem was I really didn’t know. I thought I wasn’t going to jail for kissing my niece, I hoped. After all Jennifer said she liked the kiss.

I started telling Alice what happened and she started to smile. When it came to the kiss, I hesitated. Alice noticed and the smile disappeared. “So what’s next. Did you kiss her?”

It was so quiet I could hear a car driving by the front of the house.

“Gene McGuire! You kissed her!” Alice was starting to loose it. “You were supposed to talk about her tantrums. Not suck face!”

“We didn’t suck face, Alice.” Now I had to be real careful. The final two nights of her stay could be very lonely for both of us. “Well, not really, I think?” Did I? I had visions of police sirens and jail in my head. 

It must have been that confused look on my face that made her laugh. “So tell me sailor what exactly did you do to Jennifer?”

I knew what I had done. I just kissed her. I couldn’t tell her how I did it. I had to show her.

The chair was a little higher that the bed so when I knelt in front of her she was looking down at me. There was confusion in her voice. “Gene! What in the hell are you doing? Jennifer may walk in any minute.”

“Then we have to hurry.” I whispered. “I can’t tell you. I have to show you.”

I took her palms face up and as I held them my thumbs traced little patterns in them. I stroked them and slid them from side to side and up and down. After a minute of so I looked at my lover. 

Her eyes were as large as Jennifer's’ were. She looked from her hands to me and whispered. “Is that it?” 

“No there’s more.”

“I was afraid you were going to say that,” came the immediate reply.

Slowly I leaned toward Alice. She saw me coming and bent forward to meet me. Her lips were parted and I could see the tip of her tongue.

“Close your lips. No tongue, just lips.

When my lips touched she didn’t jump like Jennifer had. She started pressing hers to mine. I backed off a little. “Just sit there. Let me do all the work,” I instructed her.

I felt her back up a little as my lips grazed hers. The little breaths Jennifer had were full-blown tornadoes coming out of Alice. My lips moved back and forth as Alice tried to keep her head still. My lips lightly pressed hers and we both heard them part. The whole thing lasted for only a few minutes.

“That's all I did, Alice,” I said

Slowly Alice looked at me. There was sadness and anger mixed in. I kneeled there trying to read what was on her face. I thought about the discussion the morning after I slept with Ann.

 “ Gene, you have no idea what you’ve done to her or too us.” She was using the measured tone that a parent would use on a disappointing child.

As usual I had no clue. I had kissed Jennifer. So what? I kissed my share of females. I didn’t know what got her panties in a twist. I thought that’s what Jennifer wanted this the past year.

Alice took my hands in hers and leaned towards me. “I know you don’t know what you did, so I’m going to explain it one time and one...time...only.”

Do you remember Ann?” She stopped. She gave me a very tight-lipped smile. “Of course you do. That's the closest you’ve come to being a daddy. Anyway remember the next morning? When you came in? I had already made my mind up to leave you.”

I knew she was mad at me, back then, but leave? What the hell was going on in her head?

When you came in that morning smelling fresh and clean you stopped me cold. I expected to smell Ann on you, so I weakened. I told you that I wanted to see if you did anything different with someone else and you didn’t. You were as special with Ann as me. If you treated all your girlfriend’s the same way that was okay by me. You didn’t make love to her any different. You always were kind and accommodating to my little fantasies. I thought then and there that maybe we could be together.” 

I had to say something. “I told you that, when it happened. I can’t change the way I am. It’s hard for a guy to fake sex or change for someone else.”

“That's crap, Gene,” Alice was getting mad again, “and you just proved my point. How many girls have you kissed like that? And where in the hell did you learn to that?”

I had to think for a minute. It was about fifty-nine seconds too long.

“Two Gene. Only two.” Alice was answering her own questions now. “One woman and seven year old girl. It would of been one seven year old, if I hadn’t of asked,” Alice was really pissed now. Somehow she kept her voice down to a whisper. “You gave Jennifer something special. Something I never got. Something no one else has had. It came from your heart Gene. You did it because it was right. Do you have any idea what you did?”

“It was a kiss, Alice,” I told her. I was getting the feeling she was right and I wasn’t going to like it. “It was only a little kiss. I didn’t want to scare her so I did it lightly.” I was really confused and starting to get scared. What was so special about that kiss?

If Alice had known about Jennifer’s Captain Ahab and her harpoon I would have had to duck a larger version right about then.

“GENE! THINK, DAMN IT! Alice screamed at me. Shit she was really pissed off. I only hoped Jennifer hadn’t heard it.

I could see Alice trying to calm down. In a lower voice she said. “When you kissed Jen you just might have well stripped her naked and crawled between her legs!”

I swear my heart stopped when she said that. Now it was my turn to yell. “THAT’S BULLSHIT, Alice!” I had to get under control. “It was a kiss. She said it was the best kiss she ever had but for Christ sake she’s only seven. What the hell does she know about kissing?”

Alice stared at me. I could feel the harpoons at the ready. Triple shit, I was in for it now. I couldn’t even guess what came next.

All of a sudden I felt her grab my wrist and pull it toward her. “You want to know what your ‘LITTLE’ kiss did? Feel this!

With everything Alice had, she pulled my hand under her short skirt. My fingers grazed her panties and they were wet. Not damp. Not moist, but wet. 

“I’ve kissed my fair share of men.” As she talked she continued to press my hand against her vagina. I could feel every fold of her lips pressing against the wet material. In just those few minutes I could feel Alice had opened herself to me. She was more than ready. “You and I were together for over three years. Never, ever, have I ever gotten this wet from just a kiss! I’m so horny now all you would have to do is ask and I’d grab my ankles for you and let you do whatever the hell you wanted. And I’d love it.  All I can do, now, is think about is your cock inside of me. AND THAT DAMN ‘LITTLE’ KISS WASN’T MEANT FOR ME! IT WAS MEANT FOR JENNIFER, YOU’RE SEVEN-YEAR-OLD NIECE!

As what she said finally got through I lost control.  I turned around and dropped my head on the table with a thunk. “Triple shit, Alice, what in the hell have I done?” Suddenly I remembered Jennifer had said she needed to go to the bathroom real bad. Her little body shaking. Just like Alice’s did after a really good orgasm. She called them aftershocks. Was I going to hell? Damn right I was.

Still looking up close and personal at the tablecloth I told Alice where Jen was. Her whole attitude suddenly changed again. 

“Not only did you screw up any chance for any other boy to get to first base with her but you gave her first sexual fantasy.” I could hear lightness in her voice that I didn’t feel. “I can imagine the confusion she’s having to go through and not being able to understand what you did to her and what she’s feeling.” I heard her chuckle under her breath. “I bet she’s so wet she could float the Titanic.”

If I thought I could get away with it I would have killed Alice right then and there. “Don’t say that about Jennifer!”

“Fuck you Gene. Oh ya, that’s later after your girlfriend is all tucked in bed after curfew.” I still heard her chuckling under her breath. The urge to strangle her was growing. “I’ll have to check on Jen to see if she’s all right. With that she got up and walked away.

“Alice, please don’t, I pleaded. I knew, in my heart, she was going to do what ever the hell she wanted.

Her parting words were, “Go clean yourself up, we’re going to Chris’ tonight.” With that she turned the corner into the hall. I heard her knock and then she walked into the bathroom.

In a daze I walked to my bedroom and got ready to go. The shower felt great. It didn’t do anything to clear my head, but it felt great. The whole time I wondered how I could have screwed up so bad.  It was that old saying, ‘when mama ain’t happy, no one’s happy.’ Now, I thought, I had two females really pissed at me.
Alice was mad at me for killing any thought she might have had for us to get back together. 

 I know Alice thought it was a seven-year-old that took me from her. I didn’t think so but who the hell was I? It was a lot more than that.  Alice and I had a great relationship in many ways but our life styles were totally different. I knew, even before she left, that her drive and her enthusiasm for the business world was her first love.  I wanted what we had. I wasn’t interested in the lights and parties. I never would of fit in her life and Alice would never fit in mine.  I didn’t think so three years ago and nothing had really changed. 

Then there was Jennifer. She had grown up way to fast, thanks in no small part to me. She was someone who was supposed to visit, to only stay part time. She wasn’t supposed to live under the same roof with her uncle. I tried real hard to love Jennifer for whom she was. Now I thought about what she could be. If Alice was right, her future just took a hard swerve to the left. The more I thought about it the madder I got at myself.

I was checking out my sock drawer for something clean when Alice walked in. She only glanced at me and went for her bags. “How’s Jennifer doing?” I asked. I really didn’t expect an answer, but I got one anyway.

“She’s doing better, Gene. A little frazzled and worried about you.” She was looking at me, holding the smaller of the two bags she brought from the hotel. Alice looked almost calm as she stood there looking at me in my boxers. “Jennifer wants to go Italian.   So I thought we could go to Villa Napoli. I’ll drive, if that’s okay?

“Sure,” I answered. I’d done enough damage for one night. Then I wondered how many more times I could screw up in one night and how weirder it could get.

The answer to both was, “A lot”.

XxXxXxX

“A penny for your thoughts, Sailor?”

Alice’s voice broke the darkness. My breathing had returned to normal and I was drained once more. I had felt her return to bed a few minutes earlier. Her head was high on my chest and her fingers were playing with my pubic hairs. It was just cuddling as she put it. Her touch kept me interested but not that interested. I never thought thirty-eight were old, until just now.

She didn’t seem to want to have sex again either. At least right now

Do you want to do it again?” I asked. I’m a guy, okay? It never hurts to ask.

“I can keep going as long as I’m not too sore. Remember that long weekend in Gatlinburg? I was itchy for days after that. You never did tell me how you did that? Seven times in two days?” I could feel her face break into a smile. “I didn’t see you do Rush or any other drugs, just a bunch of boiler makers at that little bar on the corner.

Alice turned her head as her tongue went to work on my navel. After licking around and dipping in to lick the dried perspiration off that particular part of my body, she resumed her position. “No thanks, I’m happy right were I am but you need to rest for later, trust me. So what were you thinking, Gene?”

I should have been the happiest guy in North Carolina, but my thoughts kept going back to dinner at Villa Napoli. I wonder how I managed to live as long as I have being so damn confused all the time?  

“Our dinner talk.” I replied, unconsciously stroking her shoulder. “By the way, where did you get those clothes Jennifer wore?” I really didn’t want to get into this discussion. 

“They’re mine. I use to go to private school up north. Every guy has a schoolgirl fantasy, Gene. I just wanted to help with one of yours. Don’t tell me you don’t. I saw your eyes light up when we walked in.”

I had been stepping in shit all night. The problem was neither Jennifer or Alice seemed to mind. All through the ride to the restaurant, the supper and back they acted like best friends. In fact they seemed to find it pretty funny that I was having a problem talking to them. Now I was going to do it again. “ It wasn’t the clothes, Alice. I just...”

“That's bullshit, sailor, Alice interrupted. I could feel her chest bounce as she laughed. “I saw your slacks start to tent as we walked in. Why do you think Jennifer and I went to the kitchen? There’d be hell to pay if she saw her favorite uncle with a boner. It’s your job explain the birds and bees to her. The trouble is you already started tonight. Boy are you in for trouble.”

I was amazed at her change of attitude. Before, she was mad, angry and disappointed all in one. Now she was, I don’t know, Alice.

I thought about what she had said. I’d always been a little too careless walking around the house. Not that I streaked through the living room or anything like that. I started closing my bedroom door when Jen first moved in, so that was cool. I still needed to get my shit together.  

“Like I was about to say, before I was interrupted, it was the two of you being dressed identical. Even down to your hair in a French braid. I was amazed that you could find a matching school girl outfit for yourself?” I was shaking my head in the dark. “I didn’t know they made’em to fit thirty-three year olds.” What was amazing was that not only did they come out of Jen’s bedroom dress the same. They were smiling and even holding hands. I never saw Alice’s hair up like that. I always put Jennifer's up when we went out. 

That was weird enough but what came next was even stranger. As we walked into the restaurant I had one on each side. Both were holding my hand. Alice was slowly squeezing my fingers.  Jennifer, on the other side was stroking my palm while I held her entire hand in mine. 

I was jolted back to reality when Alice switched positions. Now she was lying so she could face me. Her eyes had this look. “So, you liked my outfit too? I had to have it made special in LA. ” 

I tried to be as serious as I could. “You know several guys at the restaurant did double takes when we walked in. It might have been the twins’ thing or that super short miniskirt you wore. When you two went to the bathroom one of the guys next to us told his buddy how much he liked your blue g-string.” 

“They call it a thong, Gene.” I saw something in her eyes that I didn’t like. “But are you sure it was mine he was looking at?” 

“What are you talking abou...?” Suddenly it hit me. What color underwear was Jennifer wearing? Did Alice buy Jennifer one of those thong things? “Don’t tell me that pervert was looking up Jens skirt? “If you got her one of those, you two can forget about her going to Chicago on Thursday!”

Before I knew it Alice was sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was trying to give me her serious look. That wasn’t succeeding. Probably because she was naked and every time she moved her better than average breasts jiggled. “Gods! Can’t you take a joke anymore?” The twin mounds on her chest said. “I can’t believe how much you two are alike.” Now she was waving her arms around. I was getting hard again just looking at her. “You and Jennifer are acting like your married already! Nether one of you has a sense of humor. You’re afraid the other is going to have a mountain fall on them if you do anything that will change the way things are. For your information, she was wearing white cotton panties with flowers on them. You get them at K-Mart not Fredrick’s of Hollywood.” Suddenly she stopped and looked at me. “Your not looking at my face, are you?”

Shit I hate it when she’s right. I grinned back at her.

Alice finally gave up looking tough but that didn’t stop her from letting me know what she thought. That was another thing that never changed. “You’re way too, over protective of her. I’m sorry Gene but your seven-year-old talks and acts like she’s in high school. The uniform Jennifer had on was one that I wore when I was in sixth grade. The other two I had with were too small for her.” 

Alice looked at me and sighed. “I suppose you should know. When we talked she told me things that I didn’t even know in Junior High. Keep Jen away from this Gina bitch, if you can. She’s really bad news. Jennifer knows she’s trouble. The problem is she’s fascinated with what Gina and her boyfriend Angelo do. So watch out, unless you want her in your bed.”

Now my head was spinning again. “You know I don’t Alice. I couldn’t hurt her like that.

Alice kept on looking at me. “I do know a few things thing about Jen that you don’t, Gene. When she’s ready she’ll let you know. Trust me, it won’t hurt her. It’ll be the best damn day for both of you in your sorry ass lives. Then again, after Jen comes back form Chicago you’re going to be alone with her. I won’t be around to keep ‘Mr. Happy’, here, entertained.” She reached down between my legs and started to slowly stroke my cock.” Damn if it wasn’t coming back strong. “You’re very comfortable to be with. Just don’t get too comfortable with Jen. And I don’t want to see you start getting bitchy at her again just because you’re horny. You really need to find someone more your own age you can take to bed.”

That last part really set me back. Alice and I had been going at it every chance we could, since I picked her up at the airport. Now she made it sound like it was all over. “What about you? I know you don’t want to live here. I could visit Chicago now and then. You know, I could do the meet the parents thing, like you wanted before.” If I sounded desperate, I was. I could feel what we had ending all over again.

“Don’t worry Gene,” Alice said looking at me. Her eyes were on me but I could feel her hands still stroking me to hardness. “I’ll be around, now and then.  I was going to tell you later, but Daddy wants me to take over the LA office. It’ll probably be years before I move back to Chicago.”

Alice was moving to LA? How could I be so fucking blind? “So when are you leaving for the West Coast?”

Alice looked into my eyes for some kind of reaction. “Next month.” I signed the contracts last month and found an apartment. I finished everything the last time I was there. I’ve got my staff moving in this week. “I gave Jennifer my new address and phone number and told her to call me when ever she wanted too. Is that okay?” She was still looking for some kind of response and didn’t see anything.

“Sure, I guess.” This was happening way to fast for me. “As long as I can call you too.”

"No problem, Gene. Besides I’ll be in Surfside the fourth of July. We’re all staying at the Dolphin Hotel, right?”

“Huh?” Now what had Alice and Jennifer cook up? First the twin thing, then holding hands, and finally dinner with one on either side. Each had a hand and they weren’t letting go. Then Alice kissed me at the table in front of Jennifer. It wasn’t a nice gentle kiss. It was hard on the lips with just enough tongue to get a rise out of me. It was over before I could do anything.

Sorry, I didn’t tell you about the kisses? Or was it kiss1A and kiss1B? Anyway:

 I was about ready to read her the riot act when I felt a tug on my sleeve. I heard Jennifer say. “Gene? Come here?” As I turned from Alice, Jen pulled my arm toward her as she planted a solid kiss on my cheek.

I was stunned. Jennifer had never kissed me in public. I looked to both of them and both had smiles on their faces.

“See Jen, I told you. He likes it.” Alice was looking with a look that told me it was going to be another long night.

“I guess he does, Alice.” Jennifer wasn’t so sure. “I’ve never seen him like that. Is he happy?”

“Oh he will be as soon as he takes a breath, trust me.” was Alice’s reply. And I was, happy and concerned, but mostly happy.

After that it was pretty normal. Alice told Jen about flying out Thursday afternoon and the things they’d see and do while Jennifer was in Chicago. Then because she was so young, Alice was going to pay for an employee of National Airlines to fly back with her.

All I had to do was get Jennifer out of school Thursday and Friday. With her grades (all A’s, thank you very much) that wouldn’t be a problem. The problem was there was one week of school left after Jen got back. School has been letting out in Mid-May since before the War of Yankee Aggression.  I hoped Jennifer had her final testing out of the way.

“Gene, are you still with me?” I heard Alice’s voice break in.

I had a few questions for my now ex-girlfriend and lover. “Whose idea was it for Jennifer to hold my hand and kiss me in the restaurant?”

She looked at me suspiciously. “It was me, why?”

“Because I thought I was suppose to go slow. Now she kisses me and holds my hand. That's not slow, Alice.”

Alice was still sitting cross-legged next to me. One hand was in her lap. The other was still stroking me and keeping it hard. “I also said ‘When she’s ready she’ll let you know. That was her kiss. Follow her lead. After all, as you keep reminding me, she’s only seven.”

Alice moved around to lie on top of me. By the time she had settled, she was lying on top of me. My very hard cock was against her stomach. I could feel her massaging it very slowly as she wiggled against me. “I have a few questions of my own, sailor.” Her lips just grazed mine. It wasn’t a real kiss but then again it was. Her lips never left mine as she asked, “Did you get hard kissing Jen before we left the house?” 

For some reason I had to think about it. I was looking at Jennifer so hard I forgot about me. “I don’t think so,” I answered. 

Alice pulled back a little and looked at me. “You don’t think so? What kind of answer is that? You lay a lip lock on your so-called girlfriend and you don’t even get hard? Some boyfriend you are.” The smile was still there.

Alice waited for a comeback but I wasn’t going to give her one. Double shit, I really didn’t know. “Okay,” she continued. "Now for the important stuff, Gene "When you kissed me in the kitchen did you get a woodie?” The smile told me she already knew the answer. She was laying on it. Her lips went back to work imitating what I had done to her in the kitchen.

“Yes. I always get a...woodie? Where did you get woodie? Baby sitting seven year old boys?”

Now she was laughing so hard I thought she was going to die of lack of oxygen. Of courses that did wonderful thing for ‘Mr. Happy’. 

“No. I think I’m going to leave baby sitting to you.’ Alice said, still gasping for air.  Do you still keep the KY in the drawer? I really need an ass fuck tonight.”

As I opened the drawer next to the bed I thought ‘it couldn’t get any better than this.’ I pulled out the tube as Alice shifted off of me and was knelling alongside of me. Her ass was facing me. Alice’s bottom was high in the air. She stuffed a couple of pillows under her head and shoulders as one of my hands stroked her pussy and the other played with her other opening.  

“ Get it good and wet.” Alice mumbled as her head rested on the pillows. “It’s been a while since anyone has played down there and none of them as big as you.”

I didn’t think to ask who else might have been where few have gone before. I was slowly massaging the puckered little bud with my KY coated finger. Suddenly I had an idea. “Alice spread your legs a little more.”

Alice looked over her shoulder at me. “If I do, Gene I’ll fall over. What do you have in mind?”

“You’ll love it, trust me.” I gave her my most evil grin.

As she started to laugh I pushed a finger past her sphincter up to the first knuckle. The laugh changed to a gasp at the intrusion. Alice tried to push back to get more but I pulled out quickly. 

“I’ll get you for that,” was her comment as Alice spread her legs a little wider.  I slid under her between her legs and looked up.  I guess it did get better that this.

The clean hand pulled her closer to me as my tongue licked the wetness that was leaking from the lips of her vagina. As I licked up to her clit I heard her approval in the moan. Slowly she pressed even closer to my face as I raised my face in her pussy licking what I could, where I could. Alice tried to get the most out of my efforts by moving around my tongue.   

As she lost herself to a building orgasm I grabbed her ass a little harder and jabbed my coated finger back past her anal ring. There was no resistance. As it sunk all the way in, Alice’s legs slammed shut against the sides of my head. The back of her head came off the pillow as she arched her back, pressing as much of herself in my mouth as she could.

“Oh, my God, Gene! YES-S-S. Give me more! You are in so-o-o-o much trouble if you stop now.” 

As my lover moved forward my finger in her ass pulled back. She felt my finger starting to withdraw and she pulled away from my mouth to follow. As I nibbled and licked lightly on the outer folds of her vagina I pressed a second slick finger in. It slid all the way back into her bottom with very little resistance. .

Her body reacted by slamming hard against my face. My nose pressed against her clit as my tongue worked its way inside of her. Alice ground her hips hard against my mouth, as I tasted the start of her orgasm. 

“OH YES BABY, I’M CUMMING,” Alice screamed. “I’M REAL CLOSE... JUST A LITTLE MORE!”

I twisted the fingers that were in her butt as my lips pulled on her clit. Alice had had no where to go as she bucked and screamed her orgasm.

The wetness on my face testified to her total satisfaction as her legs finally gave way and Alice collapsed on me. Her legs twitched as my fingers were released from her backside. Slowly the twitch she had in her legs spread up to her hips as she mumbled something like “Shit no more”. Or something like that. 

I had problems of my own

When Alice lowered herself, unfortunately, she effectively cut off my air supply. “Mummm-arooll-mmmunph,” was all I could say as I tried, frantically, to move my head to the side and get air. 

The other problem was Alice’s, new found friend, ‘Mr. Happy’ was still in charge, and hadn’t had any fun yet. I pushed my tongue out and took a swipe at what ever was in front of it to get her attention. It happened to be the top of her vagina. Her over sensitive clit took the brunt of the swipe and she jumped straight up off me.

“Shit Gene!” Alice yelled at me. “Do you have idea how sensitive I am down there? I felt...” Her voice took an alarming tone.  “What’s the matter, Gene? Are you all right? You look like your gonna die?”

As I gulped fresh air for the first time my head started spinning. “You... damn near... suffocated...me. I couldn’t...breathe after you...fell on my face!”

As soon as I said it Alice rolled on her side. Between kisses all over my face and laughing her ample butt off I finally got my breath back.  At the time I didn’t realize how funny that was. She sure did. “You always liked me as a big girl. Big boned you Rebs call it? Well you got a face full that time.” 

Then she started with the baby talk. “Poor baby couldn’t get out from his little girl? Does baby want mom to kiss it and make it better? Let momma make it up to you.”

As the baby talk was going on Alice started to kiss my face. Her hand had started stroking me again. Mr. Happy was getting back into shape. Alice reached over to where I left the KY and squeezed some in her hand and she applied more to herself and ‘Mr. Happy’. Just looking at her pressing her slick fingers between her cheeks and an occasional finger or two sliding in her butt made me want to cum right then and there.

When we both were sufficiently coated she flopped back over and put a couple of pillows under her bottom and spread her legs. “Come on Sailor, cum and get it.” The smile told me she really went for the double meaning.  

I crawled between Alice’s legs and as my eyes went from her smiling face to her ass, glistening with lube, all I could do as grin like an idiot. I held my hard cock and rubbed it along the wet folds of her vagina. I was starting to loose myself in the feeling.

“Gene!” Alice’s voice broke through the fog I was in. “Now’s no time to play. Put that damn club in my ass, NOW!”

Never one to argue with a lady I raised up a little and lodged the tip against her sphincter. It was a lot looser than I thought because the next thing I know I had about half my cock in her ass. I was afraid I had hurt her so I stopped for a minute.

That was enough time for Alice to get used to me in her other hole. “Shit, Gene, You have no idea how full I feel. We should of done it this way before. Start with that long and slow stroking. I bet I can cum this way.” 

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I slowly pulled back to were I felt like I was going to pop out then slid back in as far as I could go. The little grunt and moan told me this was what she needed.

As I pushed in and pulled back I felt Alice squeezing me tighter and tighter. When Ann and I had that wild night years ago it never felt like this. Where Ann was responding as I fucked her ass, Alice was actively participating in what we were doing. I felt every muscle grab me as I stroked in and out of her butt. I heard her moans as I pulled back and her hissing like a snake as my balls bounced between her cheeks. 

I slid in and out of her little brown hole; I could feel the change in her body as she started the climb to another orgasm. She didn’t have to work so hard to get there after the first one but still it was amazing to feel the effect it had on me. I increased my pace and was soon pushing hard into her bowels.

“Gods Gene,” Alice cried. ”I’m almost there. Hurry! Hurry!” She started shoving as much of her body up at me as she could. Her head was shaking from side to side as the bed started doing some serious rocking.

Without warning she reached between her legs with her hand.  Alice plunged three, then four fingers, inside of her as all of the moisture from her cumming came spurting out between her fingers. She drove her hand hard in and out of herself as she, again, screamed her orgasm.

As Alice came, all of her muscles tightened from her neck to her toes. I felt her muscles down there grab me so hard I couldn’t pull out. As I tried to release myself the added pressure increased her pleasure and mine. 

Suddenly I felt that warm feeling between my legs. I moaned in joy as the first jet of white hot cum spurted into her ass. The second jet of sperm felt even better. It felt so good I started to laugh under my breath as I released into her again and again. 

As quick as it started it was over.  I felt Alice relax as I collapsed on top of her. Alice wasn’t moving. I could feel her still breathing hard but she wasn’t complaining and she seemed okay. I felt her relax her muscles as she slowly pushed me out of her ass. Finally ‘Mr. Happy’ fell out and just laid there. I guess ‘Mr. Happy’ was ‘Mr. Tired’. I didn’t have the energy to get myself up, let alone a round three. 

All I could do was just roll over and lay on my side.

We just lay there, together. “How are you doing?” I asked.

“How are you doing? That was twice in three hours, Gene. You have no idea how great that was. For someone who hasn’t had sex in years you’re damn good. If your trying to keep me here your were pretty close to succeeding. 

“Pretty close?” I answered back. Then I realized what she had said. Was there a chance she would change her mind? “That was twice tonight, once this morning, and twice Monday. You’ve fucked me dry, woman.”

“So we’re keeping score now?” Okay, how this my studly sailor? Three times tonight, once this morning, and three and a half yesterday. Oh, I forgot, once at the gate and once in your car.” Her eyes were staring straight into mine but the grin told me she knew she had me.

“What’s three and a half?” I needed a little more information. “Either you had an  orgasm or you didn’t.” Alice was always multi-orgasmic. It didn’t seem too unusual for her to have more than one cum while making love.

“Remember you went down on me and as I was just starting to have an orgasm on your tongue when you stopped. I was just starting when you stopped and threw my legs over your shoulders. I had calmed down a little but when you started slamming into me, hell I was finished before you were. So one half of an orgasm and one full mind blowing orgasm equals one and a half.

“Sorry about changing...” I never finished my apology.

Alice’s fingers were on my lips. “Don’t worry about it Gene. You do pretty good. Some guys just get their rocks off and that's it. You hang around to do it right for a girl.” Her voice started to slow down as I felt her fall asleep in my arms. I tried to say something but nothing came out as everything started going black.

XxXxXxX

I opened my eyes and realized I was upside down on the bed. I didn’t remember getting up. I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep. After cumming inside Alice’s ass we both just fell asleep in each other’s arms. Now here I was with my head at the foot of the bed looking at the light coming through the door.

Door? Light? It was closed before, wasn’t it? I know the lights were off before Alice and I went into the bedroom. Was that noise coming from the living room?

Burglars!

Alice was still asleep. Her head buried under a pillow. I reached down on the floor for my sweat pants as quiet as I could. According to the clock it was almost five thirty in the morning. Another fifteen minutes and I’d be up anyway.

I turned the alarm off and sneaked into the living room. The light by the couch was on; I could hear someone whispering. I couldn’t make out what but there was only one voice.

I knew where the person was now. He was on the couch. I couldn’t see his head. Was this thief lying down? That took some balls.

“I’ve got something to tell you. Don’t say nothing, double shit, anything. “ I heard my thief whisper. As I approached the back of the couch I saw the French braid on the back of Jennifer’s head. 

“I told you not to cuss, Jen.” I whispered back.

Jennifer gave a squeak as she jumped off the couch so fast she almost fell on the floor. She just stood there and stared at me. I could see that I had scared her good. “Shit Gene! You scared me.”

Her eyes got big as she realized what she had said. “Shit Gene... I mean  you scared the heck out of me. What are you doing up?”

Now I was really curious. “AND what are you doing here at five thirty? I thought you were at Mary’s house? You haven’t even changed out of the clothes you wore at supper.”

I like ‘em, Gene.” Her hands went to the hem of the short plaid skirt. I was going to wear it to school. Is that all right?”

I kept looking at Jennifer. She was starting another growth spurt so she was well on her way to being four feet tall.  Her usual long brown hair was still up in the French braid. The oval face and even the curve of her nose announced to the world that she was a McGuire.  Her shoulders were a little wider than most girls her age. From there on it was a straight line to her toes. There was no curve to her body. Even where her skirt rested, her hips were narrow. There was very little shape to her legs. They weren’t skinny but her thigh and calf muscles weren’t developed yet. The skirt was mid thigh like a lot of the mini-skirts were. While I admired them on twenty some things it was nothing more than a tease for anyone with raging hormones.

“No I don’t think that would be a good idea, Jen,” I replied.

I saw her shoulders slump a little. “Why, Gene?”

I guess this was the moment of truth.

“I’m afraid if you do Angelo, or some other guy, will do something. I don’t want you put in that position. What if someone tried to do something to you?” I was starting to get into an area I really didn’t want to go.

“Like sex?”

As soon as she said it I needed to sit down.

I walked around to the front of the couch and dropped down. All the energy I had just left. Alice was right again. Jen knew a lot more at seven than I ever did at that age. 

After about ten minutes or so I took a breath and looked at Jennifer. She was sitting next to me. Her hand was holding mine. “What's the matter, Gene?”

What air I had taken in left me as my head was spinning around. “Just what do you know about sex?” I asked.

“Just what Gina told me about her and Angelo. She made it sound pretty good but I don’t know.” her eyes kept looking at me as she held my hand. “I don’t know if I could do what you and Alice did.”

I knew I had closed the door! Triple shit. How much had Jennifer seen? It wasn’t just sex Alice and I had. It was anal sex, butt fucking, backdoor love, you get the idea.

Before I had a chance to say anything Jen stood up and stood in front of me. She took both of my hands. With the palms up she started making little circles on the palms. “Gene? I’ve got something to tell you. Don’t say anything, please?”

All I could do was nod my head as I watched her little fingers make patterns in my hands. I felt an old stirring. Silently I curse myself as I tried to remember she was seven. The image of me doing the same to Jennifer a few hours before brought back the talk Alice and I had. She said, “You really need to find someone more your own age you can take to bed.” It also reminded me that this and my ‘little’ kiss was what probably brought about Jennifer’s first orgasm. I felt myself getting harder through my sweats.

“Gene? Are you okay?” Jens voice penetrated through the fog.

I looked at her and nodded.

“Alice told me that the kiss we had would change me and you...well us. I think it has. You told me you loved me and I was your girlfriend. I didn’t wanna kiss you at the Villa, but I really had too. I thought you’d yell at me but you didn’t.  You’re my boyfriend and I love you Gene McGuire.”

Jennifer used almost the same words that I had said to her. Right then, I knew couldn’t live with out her in my life. I...no that wasn’t right. We had to hide it.

“We have to keep this a secret from everyone.” I had to tell my seven-year-old why, I hoped she understood. “If someone found out there could be really bad trouble, for both of us. A lot of people won’t understand. Besides yo...”

“I know Alice told me before we went to supper.” Jen interrupted. I don’t want them to take you away, Gene. You’re everything I have. If they try to make me go back to ma, I just won’t! I’ll run away. I won’t tell anyone, I promise. Mary’s the only one who knows. I know she’ll keep our secret.”

“Okay.” I wasn’t so sure but I had to trust Mary to keep Jennifer’s secret. This had failure writ large all over it. “So what else do you want to tell me?”

Jennifer finally removed her hands from mine. “Gene, there’s one thing more. The kiss...” She just stood there as if deciding which way to turn or what to do. She was looking at her shoes.

“Okay? The kiss...what?” I asked. This one had me worried... If she asked me, I’d give her another ‘little’ kiss. “Do you want another kiss?”

Jennifer just stood there shaking her head.

“All right, no kiss.” Inside I was relieved but now what about the damn kiss?

I could see Jennifer trying to get the courage to say what was on her mind. Finally she came out with it. “I don’t want you to kiss me on the lips, anymore.”

I sat back stunned. “I can do that.” A couple of hours ago I had kissed my girlfriend. Now she didn’t want me to kiss her lips ever again. “Can I kiss your cheek, Jennifer?”

I got a nod for that.

“How about a hand kiss. Would that be all right?” I had no idea were I was going with this but I needed to know what was going on.

Jennifer gave me a shrug for that.

“What did I do, Jen?” Now I was concerned. “Did I hurt you?”

Finally she looked at me; there were tears in her eyes.

“It was the best kiss ever, Gene.” I could hear the tightness in her throat. It was the first time I’d made her cry. “It was the best I felt ever. I was light headed and tingly...you know ...down there. I forgot who I was and that you were my Uncle. I really didn’t want it to stop. I’m SEVEN YEARS OLD, Gene. It’s scary knowing what we did. I want to hug you like my boyfriend. But I can’t kiss you on the lips cause I’ll forget again.

“But when you did and you looked at me, I had to smile because I love you. Then I started feeling funny, you know. It felt like I had to pee so I ran to the bathroom. I didn’t have to go but my underwear was wet like I peed in them. I got really scared. You didn’t knock on the door, like you do, when I’m sick. I really wanted you to make everything better and make this feeling go away.

“Alice did,” I could tell Jennifer was gaining more confidence she had raised her eyes up to look at me. “I really thought it was you so I said come in. She saw me sitting on the floor, crying. She helped me get cleaned up and I wore this.”

My mind was literally fried. I made my Jennifer cry. What was I thinking? In the two years she had been here not once had I done anything to hurt her. Now my girlfriend was pulling away from me. I knew she didn’t understand any of this. So Jennifer took a step back away from us.

Step back. Alice was right before. “When she’s ready she’ll let you know,” Alice had told me. “That was her kiss. Follow her lead. After all, as you keep reminding me, she’s only seven.”

“Is it all right if you sit next to me?” I was going to tug on her hand a little but instead she scrambled next to me in the couch. Jen tucked her head into my side as my hand stroked her free arm.

“This is nice, Gene,” Jennifer told me as she snuggled closer.

After a few minutes I looked down at the top of Jens head. “ You’re still going to have to change for school, you know.”

“Ya, I know.”

A few more minutes passed. Blessed peaceful silence.

“Gene?” Jennifer whispered. “I like this”.

“Me too Jen.”

We stayed like that till it was time for breakfast.

Ya, I like this too.