In Alice’s Wonderland II

I heard the alarm clock go off. I really didn’t want to open my eyes.  I was smiling on the inside and outside. Right then you couldn’t have knock the smile off my face with a two by four. Right then nothing could have changed my mood. But right then, I didn't know how bad things could get.

I didn’t know how to tell Alice that she’d given me someone who had the right amount of imagination to keep any guy happy for ten life times. My grin widened even more as I thought of her promise to ‘fuck my brains out’. I wasn’t even worried when she said she wanted me to be her only lover. Finally the alarm was so bad that I had to turn it off. I knew we had to get up. Maybe there was just enough time to have a little more fun.

I reached over the other side to touch her one last time and my hand hit the pillow. Suddenly I opened my eyes to a wall. Sunny was gone. I looked around for her. I knew it wasn’t a dream because the other side of the bed was messed up. I could smell my shampoo in the small dent were she laid her head. Her suitcase on rollers was still in the corner.  Some of her clothes were still out. The shirt she pulled the buttons off of the night before was thrown across the back of a chair.

The shower was anything but automatic as I quickly thought of the semi-innocent fun we had there. Even the water running down my back felt different. As I showered and then dressed for work I knew last night was fantastic.  I wasn’t so sure if Sunny felt the same way. Maybe that was why she was up already. I know I didn’t do as much for her as she did for me but we both enjoyed the shower and the cuddling till we fell asleep.

I came out of the bedroom to the sound of voices. Two very female voices. It was then I realized that Jennifer had actually gotten out of bed without all the usual fuss. It had been a chore all year for her to get ready for school. At least once a week I’d have to turn on her radio to some station she hated, just to get her up. Even with her staying up way past her nine p.m. bed time last night, it was just plain amazing. 

Just before I turned the corner to the kitchen I heard Jennifer say, “He did? Really? That’s so cool.”

“What’s cool, Jen?”  Was that coffee I smelled? All other thoughts were suddenly forgotten. I didn’t get it ready before Sunny and I went to bed last night. I had more important things on my mind then and now. The day was getting better all the time.

Both heads had turned at the same time.

I noticed Jen looked at Sunny and the older of the two shook her head. The blond hair bounced around her ears as her head moved. “It’s girl talk, Fantasyman.” my new lover said.

Jennifer giggled.

I just nodded and poured out a cup then sat down at the end of the table and looked at them. Both were dressed nice. Alice had bought Jennifer five very large suitcases worth of clothes, when she was in Chicago. That was definitely something’s Alice shouldn’t have taught her. The Oldsmobile creaked all the way down the Interstate, last night, with all that weight in the trunk. Even the huge trunk could hold only four of them. The last one and Sunny’s bag ended up in the back seat with Jennifer. All I could do was shake my head and bite my tongue. And still later we could hear Jen going through her closet until almost eleven o’clock. Now I saw her wearing a really nice yellow blouse and skirt that was just right. I just hoped Jennifer hadn’t caught the shopping bug that affects most females at an early age. 

I looked at both of them sitting on either side of me. Both were very beautiful in their own way. Jennifer was hunched over her bowl stuffing Captain Crunch in her mouth and Sunny was looking at a half filled coffee cup. I needed to say something because the silence was killing me. 

“So did you sleep okay?” 

Both heads looked up but Sunny’s eyes locked on mine. There was a small smile “Slept like a baby, Gene.”

I felt relieved that something was going right. “So where are you headed off too?” I asked.  Sunny wasn’t in her usual uniform. The color was almost an orange sherbet that looked beautiful on her. It almost looked like a uniform but it was way too stylish for National. Besides there weren’t any wings or name tag on it.

“I was just telling Jennifer that I’m hitching a ride on a Piedmont flight to Jacksonville. We have a 727 at the maintenance shop there. That will take me to Miami. If they leave Jax on time I’ll still have time to go home, shower, repack and fly to LA then on to Seattle.” Sunny made it sound like she was going to the grocery store. “We get in around eleven tonight then turn around and do it backwards the next morning with a stop in Houston.”

A smiling Jennifer looked at me and said, “She stays in nice hotels all the time, eats in restaurants and everything. I wish we could go to Seattle some day, Gene. She says it’s really nice.  And Sunny said she’d be back real soon. ” 

“Ya, maybe we can Jen.” I was wondering what the two of them were talking about. Then I wondered if I should be worried.

All this time my eyes were on Sunny. She didn’t seem upset about what happened last night. Then again she didn’t have that great smile going for her. I was starting to wonder if she really would come back.

“Gene?” The sound of Sunnys’ voice snapped me back to the real world. “Could you help me pack? The cab’s going to be here in twenty minutes.”

“Sure.” Why she couldn’t pack herself was beyond me. She seemed to pack for a living. She flew cross-country like I drove to downtown Raleigh for work. “Jen? Watch out for the cab?”

“Sure Gene.” This was said with mumbled through a mouth full of Captain Crunch.

As we walked into the bedroom Sunny closed the door behind us. “Gene please sit down?”

As I sat down I looked into Sunny’s eyes and saw worry instead of the love and lust I’d seen the night before.

While I sat there Sunny scurried around and packed her bag. She looked at her ruined uniform shirt and put it back on the chair. In less than five minutes she was packed. I wondered why she wanted me there. I was feeling way to good to argue about anything. As she came over to the bed she knelt in front of me.

“Gene?” Sunny started. Her blue eyes looking at mine, searching. “I want to thank you for a wonderful night. And I want to apologize. I acted like the slut other people think I am. Just because I sleep with a lot of the aircrews they think they have me figured out. What I did last night was something I’ve never done before. Well, you know? A first...kind of.” Sunny lowered her eyes to avoid mine. “Well, I have jack off a few guys and I like to swallow but I never, well actually drank...”

I took her head in my hands and bent down. Bringing her face close to mine. “Shhh, I know Sunny. It was a fantasy. That’s all it was. When you did it, I loved you even more. It was a real turn on. Even I have fantasies. I don’t give a damn what others say. I can’t change the past, yours or mine. Besides you're too much fun to just let go of after one night. I really want you to come back as soon as you can. Then we can explore some other fantasies we may have.”

That seemed to perk her back up. “I have to call scheduling when I get back to Miami. It may be a week or two but I’ll be back as soon as I can. I have a ton of time saved up. I know I can get a week pretty easily.” She still looked at me as her hands stroked the inside of my thighs. The Wranglers I was wearing were starting to get very tight. “I really want you to put this in me, Gene.” Her hand brushed over my very hard penis. “I guess I should stop, huh? We really don’t have time, Fantasyman.” The smile was back again.

Just then Jennifer knocked at the door. “Cabs here, lovebirds.” 

I looked at the door till Sunny asked. “What is it, Gene?”

“She’s never done that before. What she said, I mean.” I looked at Sunny as she got up off her knees. She reached for my hands to help me up off the bed. “What were you two talking about when I came in?”

We made the short walk to her luggage holding hands. “We talked about you. Jennifer wanted to know if we slept together and I told her yes. I don’t know how you’re going to take this but she asked if we had sex!”

Things were getting out of control. If I could have gotten away with it I’d have pulled a Fred Sanford on her. You know, ‘Elizabeth! Here I come, it’s the big one.’ 

My throat went dry. “What did you say?”

“I told her no. We just slept together.” Sunny was standing real close now. I could still smell my shampoo and soap that she used last night. “Then she asked like a sleep over? And I said yes. From the way she acted, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say she’s in love with you.” 

I looked into Sunny’s bright blue eyes. “I’m all she has now,” I wondered how much I should tell my new lover. “She calls me her boyfriend and she’s my girlfriend.”

“And you kissed her so hard you got her underwear wet.” Sunny/Agnes was still smiling. “I get the picture now. I wondered why she wanted details, now I know.”

“I’m glad you know,’ I said. “I’m totally confused.”  

I saw something in her expression that I loved. The thousand watt smile and blue eyes that sparkled.

I loved it even more when she kissed me again. It was one of the hottest kisses I’d ever had. She tried to melt her lips into mine as her tongue probed my mouth. When I met Alice at the airport our first kiss was like a lightning bolt. This kiss was a blast furnace. My brain was melting into nothing again. Her arms were around my neck and she refused to let go.

Finally she broke her kiss and looked at me as if I had a red bulb on my nose and just escaped from the circus. “I may not be able to call you my boyfriend. But I have something that Jennifer doesn’t have.”

Something told me not to ask.

“What?” I asked.

“A very hot and very wet full size adult cunt all for you, Fantasyman!” She knew she had me, in more ways than one.

Why don’t I ever listen to myself? All I could do is groan.

Then she laughed and grabbed the handle of her suitcase and walked out the door. I really wanted to follow but I was so hard again that I had to wait for a minute or two.

I finally walked out as Sunny was going for the door. We kissed again. It wasn't the same as in the bedroom or at the airport but enough to get a “wow” out of Jennifer.

The last thing Sunny said to me was, “Can I call you tonight when I get in?”

Even without thinking I said, “Yes”.

I thought she would walk out the door but instead she stooped down and hugged Jennifer. “Thanks for everything, Jen. I’ll be back soon.”

Jennifer nodded and said “okay”. While I watched them I looked at Jennifers’ hazel eyes. Just a couple of weeks ago another female showing me any attention would of turned them black as night. She was even smiling back at Sunny. 

As we watched the cab pull away Jen held my hand and said. “I really like her, Gene.”

“So do I Jen.” I wondered where all this would lead. A woman that we both liked right off, that was a first.

A little while later we both left. Jennifer on the bus for school and me to work. I didn’t know how Jen felt but I thought it was going to be a great day.

XxXxXxX

“Gene, Jennifers’ school called,” I heard my boss telling me over the phone, “and they want to see you as soon as possible. If it takes a while, go ahead and take you truck home. Stop by the office first thing tomorrow and do your time sheet. I should have some news about the date for your new job by then.”

That phone call was enough to drive a little faster than normal back to the other side of town. I though how the day started so great and now I was going to school to see what happened to Jennifer. I just hoped she wasn’t hurt.

I was shown into the Assistant Principles office right away.  I knew it was bad when Jennifer was slumped in the chair looking at her fingers on her lap. There was another woman and a boy that I assumed was her son sitting next to Jen.

I looked at Bev Miller, the Assistant Principle, as I took a seat next to my girlfriend. “So what’s up Miss. Miller.” Jennifer never looked at me.

Bev and I had gone to the same high school a year apart. We had different friends and didn’t really know each all that well. She went on to college and I went into the Navy. She was always the professional. Class officer, yearbook, that sort of thing. Now she was Assistant Principle of the only elementary school in town. 

 “Mr. McGuire? Thanks for coming down. There was a little incident during second lunch today that involved Jennifer and Angelo Donitello here.” She pointed out the culprit. I noticed he was glaring at Jennifer. Now that I knew what he looked like, I really didn’t like the little shit. What the hell was going on?

“According to Mr. Taylor, the gym coach, Mr. Donitello, here, attacked you niece. He saw the whole thing.”

“What?” My head started bouncing back and forth looking at Angelo and Jennifer. It was then that I noticed that the sleeve on Jennifer’s new blouse was torn.

I didn’t hear a ‘what’ from Angelo's mother. What I did hear was, “That’s fucking impossible! My Angelo would never do that.”

The words hadn’t left her mouth when Beverly Miller set her straight. “I’m afraid he did. According to Mr. Taylor, Angelo grabbed her and said something to her, Jennifer defended herself and pushed your son to the floor. After that Angelo got up and pulled back his arm and made a fist. That’s when Mr. Taylor stepped in. We not only have witnesses but when Angelo fell he landed on several students causing scrapes and bruise to two of them. One is still in the nurse’s office. 

I looked at Mrs. Donitello and Angelo. It seemed like a little over reaction on her part, especially in a school. The glare the culprit was putting on Jennifer had disappeared. Something was definitely up.

Still Mrs. Donitello defended her son. “I know Angelo, She must have done something to provoke him?”

“Izz so. He did it!” Jen said. Jennifer had turned around and was now glaring back at Angelo. All I could see was the back of her brown head but I knew he was seeing the blackest eyes in the universe and a look that could kill. “You know Gina told you to do it. I heard her in the hall. She told you it would be fun to get me all hot.  She said it’d be even better than last night!”

You could of heard a pin drop. Mrs. Donitello was frozen in place. She just stared at Jennifer with her mouth open.

I looked at Bev. She lost all the color in her face and was staring at the two. “Would someone tell me what’s going on?” I asked.

Instead she raised her hand in the universal classroom signal, quiet. “What did Gina say?” Bev directed this to Jennifer.

My Jennifer turned to Beverly. I don’t know if she really wanted to hurt the Donitello kids that badly but she did.

“She said that it was time for me to loose my cherry, Mrs. Miller. You know?” The tension in her voice hurt my ears. I could tell she was about ready to cry. If she didn’t I would have.

The silence in her office was literally deafening.

Even before Bev Miller asked the question I knew what it was.  The conversation we’d had before my Jen went to Chicago came back to haunt me. Gina Donitello wanted her brother to take my Jennifer’s virginity. 

“Gina and Angelo kept after me. I kept telling her I was too young. I was just a kid. She said her and Angelo had been doing it for a long time and it hurt the first time but now it was fun.” Jennifer turned to Mrs. Donitello and looked her in the eyes. “They do it after you go downstairs to bed. Anyway...”

Miss Miller cut my Jen off. “That will be all Jennifer.”

I was still in a daze from the revelation. Gina and Angelo were brother and sister? From the sounds of it they’d been having sex for a while. I looked down at Jennifer. I had told Alice I was her boyfriend but in the same breath I said I was no pedophille. Now it hit me I was worried about age and should have been worried about falling for my niece even more! 

What was the difference between brother and sister and uncle and niece? Blood was blood that was the way I was raised. When Gary and Linda asked me to watch Jennifer it was because she was family. Now, to late, I realized I had forgotten that she was blood kin. I thought back to the first time that she asked to be my girlfriend. I thought it would pass like any phase they go through, The past years had changed that sweet little girl that brought me a washcloth for a headache to my girlfriend.  I had forgotten who she really was, my niece. It would have been the same if she were fifteen or twenty.

I didn’t want to hurt anyone, let alone Jennifer. Me? My worries were the least of my problems. I looked at Angelo and his mother.  He had a look that I could relate too, bewilderment and fear. I guess no one had told him it was wrong to have sex with your younger sister even if she said yes. Even if she started it. Even if she wanted it. He thought it was a natural thing to do. Like kissing your seven-year-old niece, the one who trusts you, till she cums in her panties from your kiss?

I came back to the land of the living and realized Beverly was still talking to Mrs. Donitello. I looked at Angelo’s mother. It looked like she was ready to die. She finally knew, yes it was her kids.

“Mrs. Donitello? MRS. DONITELLO?” Bev had trouble getting her attention “I’ve been instructed that I’m going to have to suspend Angelo and Gina for the rest of the year. All of their finals have been taken and the academic year will be over next Wednesday. I’m going to have to consult with Dr. Adams, the systems administrator, about what to do next. I understand that your family is moving back to New Jersey during the summer. I don’t know what is going to happen here legally but a note will be put in both files about the suspensions before the day is out. If you want clarification or you have any questions please call Dr. Adams.” Bev waited for some kind of response. When she didn’t get it she continued.

“Could you please wait outside and someone will bring Gina to you. Thank you for coming.” There was no emotion in Beverly’s voice.

Before Mrs. Donitello could say anything one of the secretaries ushered both of them out the door. 
 
I was watching them leave then looked down at Jennifer. She was back looking at her fingers. Double shit. I needed to know what she was thinking.

I looked at Beverly and she had her hands on her face. “I’m getting to old for this Gene,” came out under her breath. She looked at me then dropped her head again. “This is the second time this year I’ve had to do this. It just makes my skin crawl thinking about it. Incest is the worst thing you can do to someone your suppose to love. On top of that someone your suppose to trust.”

I saw Jennifer do a little jump in her seat and fall back in her chair, as if someone had just hit her in the stomach. Luckily Bev had her head in her hands.

“The second time?” My head was spinning. “Was it another brother and sister?”

Be shook her head as she rubbed her face. “No that first time it was even worse. You know Tony Martin? He was a couple of years behind us in school. He was caught by the cops having sex with his daughter and a couple of her friends in his home. They were only fourteen and fifteen years old.”

Beverly’s face was a mask of pain. “How could some adult do that sort of stuff to a teenager? It just gives me the creeps thinking about it. One of the other girls told her parents what was going on. I don’t know how thing will turn out. Tony is out on bond. Mrs. Martin had already divorced Tony about a year ago. Reneia is living with her grandparents in Alabama for now. 

“You know, I can’t wait until they finish the new Junior High next year. Then we’ll have students through the fifth grade only. Hope I still have hair on my head by then.”

Suddenly she must have remembered who was in the room. Her hands were back on the table and she was looking at Jennifer. “Jennifer, I’m sorry you heard that. Please don’t tell anyone about Reneia and her father, okay?”

Jennifer looked up at Ms. Miller. Her hands were still in her lap.  “Sure, Miz Miller. I can keep a secret,” Jennifer turned to me. Can’t I Uncle Gene.”

“Of course you can.” I tried not to look at my girlfriend. Instead I looked at Bev. “ Bev, can I take her home? It’s been a rough day and her blouse is torn.” 

I think Bev thought she understood what was going on in Jen’s head. “Sure Gene, no problem. If Jennifer needs a few days that’s okay too. One more thing Gene? With the assault on Jennifer and what she told us you’re probably going to get a visit from the police and our own investigator.”

“So what will happen to them?” Actually I really didn’t care. As long as there would be hundreds of miles between us and the Donitello's that’s all I needed to know.

“Not much I’m afraid. The assault took place on school property. Don’t get me wrong but as things are today it’s pretty minor. If you want to press charges or sue the Donitello's I’ll support you all I can.

“Besides if those two children did have sexual relations it will be pretty hard to prove. Heck they’d probably have to do it in the street or confess for anything to happen. Besides they’ll be headed north on 95 next month.

 Bev looked at both of us. “I know the timing isn’t right but could you two stay for a few more minutes?  I have something else to ask both of you?”

The something else was that next year fourth grade was getting ready for three classes of thirty plus each. Fifth grade had two classes of about twenty. The powers that be in the Wake County schools decided to advance ten up coming fourth graders to fifth. Jennifer was one of them. There was a big no from Jennifer until she found out that her best friend Mary would be moved as well. The other plus was that they would have the same classroom. That was something that hadn’t happened this year. 

That took another half-hour but we left as quickly as possible after that. I still had my company truck as I cleaned off the passenger seat. I had expected Jennifer to complain about the dirt that was in the cab but she was quiet. As a matter of fact she didn’t say a word as we drove home.

I thought about how that revelation would affect what Jennifer and I had. Not that it was anything like what the Martins had but still if someone overheard us calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend she’d be in Minnesota with Linda’s family the next day and I’d be under the jail.

I really couldn’t take the silence. I pulled over short of the house.

Jennifer finally looked up. She looked around then at me.

“How come we stopped Uncle Gene?”

“What’s going on Jen? Why are you so quiet?”

“I can walk home from here, Uncle Gene. I gotta get out.” Her voice was breaking. Jen started to reach for the door.

I couldn’t let her just leave. I needed to know. “Jennifer Marie McGuire NO! Please talk to me. 

My Jennifer turned around in the seat and looked at me. Suddenly I saw a woman and not a little girl that came into my life years ago. Had it been three years already? Her face was wet with the tears that continued to roll down her face.

“It ain’t fair, Uncle Gene. I hate her!”  Why does she hate Rennie and her daddy? It wasn’t incents. They love each other.”

The tears were falling free, leaving long wet streaks down her face. “They loved each other and now he’s going away and she’s in Alabama with her mother.”

I thought I should correct her pronunciation of incest but thought better. Besides I had a whole new set of questions.

“Jen, how do you know the Martins?” 

She looked at me through her tears. “They live behind Mary. They’re the ones with the swimming pool. You know the one we went too last summer?”

I remembered vaguely that Mary and Jen spent a lot of time swimming last summer at a neighbor’s pool. I never thought to ask whose pool.

I pulled back onto the road. We where only two blocks from the house. I really needed a drink.

“Rennie was really sad while her momma was there.” Jen continued on. “She was always crying. She wondered why her daddy didn’t do something about all the yelling going on. Last summer she was a happy that her momma and daddy got a divorce. After she left for Texas they became close, like you and me.”

“Not quite like us Jen.” I was really starting to get uncomfortable. You see Mr. Martin and his daughter did something they shouldn’t have done.”

“What was that, Uncle Gene?” Jennifer was starting to get on my nerves with her calling me Uncle Gene all of a sudden.

“They made love to each other, like adults do.” I prayed that that explanation would be enough. It wasn’t.

“Like you and Alice?” It sounded like a real question. One I would have to answer.

“Yes, like me and Alice.”

Jennifer’s eyes got real big. What the hell did I say?

In a smaller voice she asked. “Did Mr Martin put it in Rennie’s bottom?”

Double shit, I thought. Right then I cursed Gary and Linda, under my breath, for not giving me a boy to take care of. The only time Jennifer had seen Alice and I having sex was when I was doing her anally.

“No Jennifer, not that way. That’s for two people who have been together for a long time and know each other really well. Rennie is too young and they’ve only been boyfriend and girlfriend for a little while.

That satisfied her, I guess, because she remained quiet for the short trip. 

We got home and Jennifer went into her room to study and I pulled a tab on a cold Bud. I was sitting on the couch when Jen came into the living room.  She sat on the couch looking at me.

“What is it Jen?” I really didn’t want to have this conversation again.

“Can I have a drink of that?” She pointed to the can I was holding. 

“Your seven years old.” Nothing like cold logic I thought.

“I’ll be eight in five weeks,” was the instant reply. “Besides I need some.” Logic is two-edge sword.

I handed her the can.

She held it, took a deep breath, put it to her lips and drank, and drank and drank. I didn’t think she was coming up for air. Suddenly she started to choke and handed the can back to me. There are stories of people taking their first drink or smoke and they turn green. They’re not stories. At that moment Jen didn’t look good in green.

“How was that?” I asked.

Still choking and sputtering she looked at me. “That was gross! How could you let me do that! I’m only a kid! Isn’t that corrupting a miner or sumpting?” Her answer brought a smile to my face. It was the first since this morning.

Had it been only this morning when Sunny kissed me goodbye?

“That’s minor not miner, Jennifer Marie McGuire.” That was the second time I called her by her full name. “Besides you asked to have a drink. And you said you were almost eight.”

She stared at me like I had two heads. Her eyes started to change to that black as night color but suddenly changed back to hazel. “I need to talk to Mr. Martin. I need to find out about Rennie.”

Every woman I know had this ability to hold two or more conversations with me at the same time. I have a problem following one. “That wouldn’t be a good idea for you to go. The police arrested him because what he did to a child. I know you want to help but if you go there by yourself it might cause him more problems.” What I didn’t say was that it could affect us. If they started looking at us I might be in the same cell as Tony Martin.  I knew, on the other hand, she would go no matter what I said. So I did what every male does, I compromised. “How about we can go together tomorrow after I get off of work”

That’s okay, Uncle Gene.” There it was again, Uncle Gene.

“Jen? Why are you calling me Uncle Gene?”

“Why are you calling me Jennifer Marie?” Jen kept looking at me. “Daddy use to say that when he was mad at me. Are you mad at me?”

I wondered how I could ever be mad at this wonderful little girl. “No, I’m not Jen. I just wanted to know why you’re calling me Uncle Gene again?  Am I still your boyfriend?”

The tears started again. “I don’t know, Uncle Gene I’m scared that someone will find out your my boyfriend and you’ll be gone. I don’t want to go to with maw maw and paw paw in Minnesota.”

I looked into her hazel eyes. “You won’t go to your grandparent, I promise.” 

‘Good going Gene,’ I thought. ‘How the hell are you going to do that if you’re in jail.’

Her tears almost stopped, when I added. “Even if I’m not your boyfriend, you’re still my girlfriend Jennifer Marie McGuire.”

All my little girlfriend could do was nod her head as the tears flowed.

XxXxXxX

I heard some mumbling and then a squeal that sounded a little like a cat meeting its first mouse. Jennifer was talking on the phone to one of her friends again.

As I came around the corner Jennifer was trying to whisper in the phone. You know the kind of whisper I mean. One that only a kid can do. It sounds like a whisper but amplified like it’s in a stadium. “Of course I wanna. I’m sure he will. I’ll ask.” Jen’s head came up as I rounded the corner. “I really want to go, Uncle Gene, Pleeezze?”

I didn’t even get to ask what I was agreeing too when Jen passed me the phone. “Hey there?” I said into the phone.

“Hi Sailor. How you feeling? Feeling a little drained?” I could hear the smile in Alice’s voice.

“Actually it was a pretty quiet night, I told her. I really wanted to tell my ex (?) lover, ‘If your so damn curious why not call Sunny?’  Instead I told her, “Everyone was so tired we just went to bed. We didn’t even have sex.” 

I actually thought I handled it pretty good. After all we really didn’t have sex as most people think of it. Alice wasn’t buying it, however.

Bullshit, Gene! I don’t know what she wanted but I know if it didn’t happen like she wanted she would have called me from the damn airport. So tell me.”

“I’m telling you the truth, Alice! We didn’t fuck. Is that plain enough?”

“Why won’t you tell me what you guy did? Was it that nasty? Gene?” Now I had her curiosity up and I was in trouble, again.

“There isn’t much to tell, Alice. She just wanted to sleep with me. No sex, just sleep.”

“That’s crap Gene. She sleeps with anything that has a cock. She screws half of the aircrews at National and when she has time there’s Delta and Eastern? And all you get is to lie next to the easiest fuck on the East Coast? Don’t bullshit me Gene Franklin McGuire. That was her fantasy? To actually just sleep with a guy? You?”

I realized that Jennifer was right. The only way you know someone is mad at you is when he or she uses your middle name. “I swear, Alice, that was her fantasy.” 

“Okay so what happened?” Alice didn’t sound convinced.

“We slept and I found Jennifer and Sunny talking the next morning in the kitchen. She said she’d like to come back in a couple of weeks to say thank you. She’s calling around eleven.” I hoped to end this part of the phone call real quick.

“Now that’s the Sunny I know.” The lightness was back in her voice. “ From the rumors I’ve heard she can be VERY grateful. You’re going to be a very happy boy.”

I was hoping for the same thing. 

Thankfully Alice changed the subject. “So what else is going on Gene? Jennifer didn’t sound to happy when she answered the phone? Problems?”

For some reason I unloaded everything that had happened that afternoon on her. To Alice’s credit she listened not only to what had happened but my fear that this might turn out really bad. Then I told her that Jennifer was having second, third, and fourth thoughts about this boyfriend/girlfriend thing.

Some time during our talk another can of beer suddenly appeared on the table. Well, actually it was about two-thirds of a can. I guess the Bud didn’t taste as bad as Jen first thought. 

Finally I asked her about Jennifer’s request.  “So tell me Ms. Cunningham, what are you and Jennifer planning now.”
 
The silence on the other end of the line was a clue she was trying to put a good face on whatever scheme they had put together.

“After the fourth of July I’d like to take Jennifer back with me to LA. I know she’d really love it. I’d take really good care of her. I know you’d rather have Sunny bring her back but that wouldn’t work for her.  I’d fly her back myself, if you want. Okay? 

I thought about all the ins and outs of Jen being on the other coast.  Jen would be with someone she liked rather than home alone during the day. The problem was Linda, her mother. What if she wanted to come over and see Jen? Worse yet actually take her daughter somewhere for a week or two.

“Tell you what Alice. Let me think about it. I see a couple of oh shits if she leaves. How long of a stay are you talking about?”

Let the negotiations begin, I thought.

 “Two weeks maximum.” Alice was always one to get straight to the point. “I’m going to the Philippines with a movie company the end of July. What kind of problem do you have with Jen coming with me? I’m pretty sure I can handle a eight year old.” 

Counter proposal. “It’s not really you. Well except for the five suitcases worth of new clothes she brought back for Chicago. If she’s caught the shopping bug you and I are going to have to have very serious words.  Actually I’m worried that Linda might want to actually do something with her daughter. It would be kind of hard to explain how my, supposed ex-girlfriend has her three thousand miles away for two weeks.”

“Come on Gene.” I could tell she really wanted to have Jennifer visit. “I know the clothes were a little much but I looked into her closet. They’re not all for now anyway. Some are for summer and I hope when she goes back to school. Besides now she’s at the age when fashion is more than a pair of Wranglers.” 

“What about Linda?” She seemed to have the answers so let’s see what she could do with this one.

“That one is up to you and your sister-in-law, Sailor. I know you can handle it.”

Just fucking great.

Finally we said goodnight after I told her I’d let her know next month.  

The rest of the night Jen and I watched TV. I finished my beer and she finished hers. Jen had poured some in a Flintstone jelly glass. I think there was a refill before I got the can. She fell asleep in my lap.

Corrupting miners, really?

Eleven, eleven-thirty, midnight and no phone call from Sunny. Finally I went to bed. I was sort of disappointed she hadn’t called but there still was the promise of her coming back.

XxXxXxX

I remember the dream I was having. Telephones were ringing. Not one phone but hundreds. I was in some customer’s house and she was screaming at me to make them stop. That's when I realized there was only one phone and it was mine. 

I reached for it and saw the clock. Two twenty in the fucking a.m. The only time the phone rings that late in the McGuire house is when some one dies or is in jail. That happened once in fifteen years. The other is an emergency call-out from the company. That happened at least once a month or so.  Guess which one this was?

I picked up the phone. “Hello, this is Gene.” 

Guess again.

“Ah-h, Gene? This is Donna. Sunny’s roommate.” My eyes opened instantly. What had happened to Sunny?

“Hi! Is Sunny all right?” She didn’t sound too happy. But then I’d neither did I. 

“She’s fine. As a matter of fact she’s right here.”

“Can I talk to her?” Now I was curious.

“Ummmm.” While Donna was thinking I though I heard another voice.  Was that Sunny? “Not yet, she’s busy.”

“Busy? What is she doing Donna?” 

Dead silence on the phone.

Finally I heard Sunny talking to Donna. I couldn’t make out the words but it was Sunny. Why were they calling me at two-thirty in the morning?

“I can’t tell him that!” I heard Donna tell someone, presumably Sunny. 

Finally Sunny raised her voice enough so I could hear. “Tell him you fucking dyke.”

Whoa! What the hell?

“Screw you slut,” was Donna’s reply.

I’d heard of phone sex but a phone catfight?

“Tell him, you carpet muncher.” Sunny sounded a little out of breath. I guess cussing out your best friend will do that.

“All right you fucking whore. She yelled right back at her. “Gene? She masturbating on a pillow.”

“What?” I was at a total loss of words.

“She’s kneeling on the floor with a pillow between her legs. She’s rubbing her OVER USED cunt on it and getting off. It seems to be working.” 

The over used part was directed at Sunny. I guess the catting wasn’t over. Was it ever over between them? With friends like that...

Suddenly a huge light came on over my head. Sunny was masturbating in front of someone who would do anything to have sex with her. I wondered what Sunny was thinking about making Donna do this.

“Why is she doing this, Donna?”

“She’s a real genuine card carrying slut but she’s crazy about you. All she could talk about the whole flight here was how big and hard you were. How you tasted. I finally had to stay in the economy cabin most of the trip because she was driving me and the other FA’s  crazy. Next thing I know she’s not fucking Captain Taylor and now she’s masturbating thinking about you. Gene? She’s lost her fucking mind!”

All though this conversation I heard Sunny moaning and groaning. “Gene I can’t cum. I want you to come to Miami tomorrow. I need your cock.” That I heard and I guess so did the people next door to them.

“Sunny!” that was Donna trying to whisper. “Knock it off. Do you want to get us kicked out?” She sounded a little out of breath too.

“Donna will the phone reach Sunny?” I had a plan.

“No. She wanted me to talk to you. I told you she was weird.”

Triple Shit.

“Okay? Well...Tell her this exactly. ‘I love you’.” I’d never had three way phone sex. Hell, I’d never had a three way period.

Silence.

“Tell her Donna.”

I guess Donna took the phone away from her mouth and was talking to Sunny. “Gene says he loves you.”

“I love him too.” was Sunny’s reply.

“No Donna, exactly. ‘I love you’.”

“I love you.” Donna told Sunny. I noticed her voice got a little deeper.

“Sunny, stroke your pussy for me. Play with your self.” I told Donna.

She repeated what I’d said. The moaning got louder.

“Touch yourself, Sunny. I love it when you play with your breasts and touch your butt. You have a beautiful body. I love looking at it.” I knew what was going through Donna’s head. This was everything she wanted to say to Sunny but couldn’t.

“Gods Gene, I can’t. I’m soaking wet already. I’ll have to play with myself. I can’t do that in front of her.”

“It’s what you want to do, isn’t it?” I was treading on dangerous ground. I didn’t know how strong her feelings were for my new lover. What the hell, why not.

“You know about me?”

“I think I know what you want to happen.  Tell her.” Right then I was hard as a rock. Donna wasn’t the only one who needed relief. I had to touch myself.

It sounded like a whisper but we heard every word Donna said. “Touch yourself, Sunny. I love it when you play with your breasts and touch your butt. You have a beautiful body. I love looking at it. Play with it. Pretend it’s my hands. My fingers.” She had taken over our fantasy. It was her fantasy now.

I heard Sunny’s voice through the moans that both had started. “Baby, keep talking to me. I’m close. That’s right, get naked Donna, let me see your body. You have a great body too. Let’s cum together. You’re going to love North Carolina, Donna. This feels so good. Tell him Donna. Tell him you want to see him as bad as I do.”

“Gene...I want to see you. I want...to...thank you...Oh Gods! I’m cumming...Sunny!” 

I waited until Donna had recovered. “Donna I need something more.” I could hear Sunny, as her legs bounced off the floor like a jackhammer. I could imagine those puffy lips sliding along the pillow. Her wetness drenching the pillow covers.  Sunny was still not quite there. “I’m on the edge I can’t cum. Gene help me?”

“Donna? You still here?”

Donna sounded like she was some where else. “Not really. I haven’t cum like that in a while. Thank you Gene...”

“Tell Sunny to rise up and drop like she’s straddling me.”

Donna definitely had a better imagination than I did. But then again she was coming from another perspective. “Baby? Can you feel him inside of you? Ride him like a cowgirl. Drop down on his beautiful cock. You’re his slut. You’re Genes slut now. The others were nothing but crap. He knows exactly what you want. See him in your head? He’s jamming it up into your stomach, bitch. That’s right bounce away. Let him give it to you. He’ll put all six inches of hard cock in you and fuck a baby in you”

Damn, Donna trash talk was making me hot. I was ready to cum myself.

“Eight inches, Donna.” I moaned into the phone.

“What?” She moaned. 

I didn’t know if she heard me. “I’m eight inches of very hard cock right now, and I’m going to cum for you real quick.”

“Oh, Shit! Eight? I’ll be right back.” I heard the phone hit something.

Right back? Now what? I kept stroking listening to Sunny’s moans and grunts as she tried to cum.

There was some talking in the background. Most I didn’t catch. What I did took me over the edge.

“Damn it, slut he said he was hung like a fucking horse... This will warm you up… You better get use to it now cause something like that will make you bow-legged if you don’t watch out... Stick it in and ride it bitch.

When Donna came back she was out of breath. “Gene you better be telling us the truth because she’s riding my favorite dildo.”

I felt the wetness in my hand and across my stomach. “It’s true, Donna. What’s she doing now?”

She's riding you. Oh God she’s cumming on my cock. Urgg-mmm me too! Oh shit.“

I heard Sunny scream “Jesus I’m cumming” and Donna moaning her way through her second orgasm of the night.

There was a long silence.

“Fantasyman? I love you.”

“Agnes?”

“No silly. I’m your trash talking lesbian dyke lover. You know, the one that you gave a wonderful orgasm to. Of course it’s me. I’m the only one allowed to call you Fantasyman.”

“So, how are you? Feeling better?”

Her voice instantly dropped to a whisper. “You have no idea how wonderful I feel. I’ve been horny all day. Not any more, though. Are you really eight inches?”

“You don’t remember?”

Sunny’s voice was different. It was very soft like velvet. I wondered if that happened after everytime she came. “If you’ll remember I was behind you. I only had one hand to use, but it was very full. I told everyone you were about six inches. That’s about what you were in the shower.”

“I pumped a gallon of cum in your hand. I had nothing left. I was getting soft in the shower.”

“Six inches soft? I really need to get back soon.” 

I loved that. I couldn’t wait.

I really could get use to hearing that voice at...three fifteen in the morning? Well the night was gone. Hello morning.

“Shut up you fucking dyke!” 

“Sunny! What the hell is going on now!” That outburst sounded like she was really upset at Donna.

Suddenly I heard two women laughing. “Sorry Gene. Donna’s on the floor in the fetal position. She’s still playing with her pussy. She over heard me talking about your cock and started to lick her lips. She really has no class, even for a lesbian.” Giggle time.

I heard some rustling and whispers then Donna was back on the line. “What I told your tramp was that I’d let her keep my dildo when she’s away from you if I could get some of the real eight inches. She said no. After all I’ve done too her...err...for her.” More giggles.

I really was starting to like Donna. “As much as I’d like to ‘show you mine if you show me yours’, it’s really up to Sunny.”

“Okay lover.” She sounded more than okay with that. “It’s a deal. I’ve got to take a shower. You really got me dripping all over the carpet.  See you soon. Bye-bye.”

I could hear the phone being passed. 

“Okay Gene what the hell did you promise her?” Sunny had lost that velvet voice.

“Relax she’s just trying to get at you. I’m glad you have her as a friend.”

“She may not be a friend for much longer. You should have seen her face as she came on her own hand. Did you tell her to tell me those things?”

I couldn’t believe she was that oblivious. “Some was mine but the cowgirl stuff and the dildo was Donna’s idea. She just doesn’t want to have sex with you. I think she’s in love with you.”

“No way Gene. I’ve known her for years. Besides I’m straight and she know it.” There was a little pause.  I’m a one man woman now, for as long as you’ll have me.”

I really didn’t know what to say.  “We can talk about forever in a couple of weeks. You two need to get some sleep. It’s almost three-thirty in the morning.”

“It’s only twelve-thirty here, Fantasyman. I’m in Seattle, remember?”

“Oh, ya. Right.” I’d forgotten about the time zone thing. I need a copy of her schedule.

“Gene? I’ve got to go and knock on the bathroom door before Donna hurts herself.”

“Hurts herself?” I couldn’t wait for the explanation.

“You can’t hear her? She’s frigging herself again. That’s all we need is for her to slip in the shower and bang her head with her hand up her cunt. On second thought I’d like to read that report. And she calls me a slut.” More giggles.  She really was feeling a lot better.

“Sunny? One more thing? Alice called asking about last night.”

“So?”

“I didn’t know what to say, so I told her we just slept together. Not anything about the other things.”

There were more giggles coming through the phone. “Like me beating you off like a horny teenager? Drinking your cum? You sticking your soft six inches in my butt crack all night? You can say it Gene. I loved it for a first date. You can tell her everything and anything. She set us up so we owe her, okay?”

“Sure. I’ll see you soon, all right?”

“I don’t know if I can wait Gene. I can’t convince you to fly to Miami for a day or two next week?” How about Saturday?  We’re flying the snowbird route starting Monday.

“I really can’t, Agnes. What’s the snowbird route?”

“Non stops from Florida to New York. JFK to Miami, Tampa, Palm Beach. Back and forth till we collapse from exhaustion. When I come back I’ll bring you the books I used in school. It’ll help, when I slide into air-speak. I really have to go now. I’ll call you from Miami around ten. Okay?

“Go ahead and rescue Donna. I love you Sunny.”

There was silence on the other end. Finally she said, “You have no idea how you’ve changed my life, Gene McGuire. You can call me Sunny or you call me Agnes, hell you can call me your slut. Just pick up the telephone when I call, okay?”

“I love you Sunny.”

There was just a moment or two and I heard the click of the connection being broken.

I tried to sleep. I really did. But I finally got up and made coffee.

Just before I left for the day the phone rang. This time I got it.

“Hi Gene? It’s Donna.”

Now what. I really didn’t have time for more fun. “Hi Donna, what’s up?”

“Did you tell Sunny that you loved her last night?”

“Sure, just before she hung up. Why?” I guess they really were really close friends.

“She came in the bathroom crying.” I could hear her take a deep breath. “She wanted to tell you the same thing but couldn’t. Not like you meant it any way. She’s fallen for you even harder then Roberto. And that’s saying something. I thought you should know. Bye, Gene.”

With that she hung up.

“Who was that Uncle Gene?”

“That was a very good friend of Sunnys.”