Loading...It was not a good day as it started out. My fishing partner had canceled out before I left to pick him up. He had an upset stomach. Well, the boat was hooked up behind my truck on it’s trailer all loaded and ready to go, even down to bait and two lunches in the cooler. The Hell with it, I would go alone. I drove to the ramp and launched the boat.
I noticed a young boy sitting on one of the benches watching me. He came over and helped me with the boat when the bow line was caught on a piling. I parked the truck and saw he was still standing watching. I started the engines and let them warm up. I looked up and he was still standing, with his hands in his jacket pockets, watching my every move. I made sure I was all ready. He was still there.
“Would you like to go fishing with me. I won’t be back until about three or four?” He nodded rapidly and hurried down the ladder into the boat. I cast off and backed out and turned the boat around. I told him to sit in the seat across from the helm. We moved slowly out of the channel toward the bay.
“Do you need to call someone and let them know where you are?”
“No, Sir, I have no one.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes sir.” I thought I heard a little catch at the end. I smiled at him and said “My buddy canceled out and I don’t like fishing by myself. Did you have any breakfast this morning?” He shook his head. I pointed to the cooler under his seat and told him there were Sweet Rolls in it. He got out of the seat and pulled the cooler out. He opened it and saw the rolls on top and picked one up and held it out to me. I took it and he grabbed another one. He was very slight in build and had large brown eyes and a dirty face.
I pointed to the hatch in the console and said. “There is a small toilet and a wash basin in there if you want to clean up some.” He nodded again and opened the hatch and disappeared down into the tiny compartment. In a few moments he was back. His hands and face looked cleaner. I got a better look at him now as he gulped down the roll. “There should be another one in there if you want it.” He shook his head but I noticed him watch every bite I took. “Hand me another one, please.” He did as he was told. “Take that last one or I will have to throw it out.” He did and it was quickly gone.
I glanced at him and noticed he was holding on to the arms of his seat with a death grip. “Have you ever been out in a boat before?”
He looked at me and shook his head. I made a quick decision and turned out of the channel that led towards the Gulf and headed instead down the bay. I pulled into a little cove I had been in before and stopped the boat. I flipped the anchor switch and shut the engines down.
I turned to him and said. “Son, please tell me what is going on. I can tell you haven’t eaten in a while. You keep looking behind us like you are afraid we are being followed.
Maybe I can help you.”
He started crying. I handed him a handkerchief. He dried his eyes and looked up at me. “I am sorry. I should never have come with you. I just had to get away. My father told me I had to sell myself to some of his friends or he would sell me to some black pimps. I said I would do his friends today. When he fell asleep I ran away. I don’t know what to do. I have no money. I just can’t go back.”
He started weeping again. He sobbed and looked at me. “Please don’t make me go back.”
“How old are you?” I asked.
“Twenty. He has held me prisoner since my mother died three years ago. He wouldn’t let me finish school or get a job or anything. He tore up most of my clothes and made me wear my brother’s old things.”
“Are you a girl?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Do you have any relatives at all in this area?”
“No, my father is the only kin I have. He is not my real father, he is dead too. Let me stay with you, I can help your wife around the house, do all the housework and cleaning and cooking. I don’t eat much and I can sleep in the garage or someplace.”
“I don’t have a wife, she died a couple of years ago. When we get home we can find out what your options are. Do you think he will be looking for you?”
“I don’t think he will look long. Too much like work. He is way behind in all the bills and the house payment too. He already got an eviction notice. I am afraid of him though.”
“What is your name, young lady?”
“Susanna, everybody calls me Susie though.”
“OK, Susie, Do you want to go fishing or would you rather go to my place and see what we can figure out.”
“I like your boat but I am a little nervous about it because I can’t swim.” I quickly opened a locker and got out a life preserver and helped her into it. It was a bad fit with the jacket and I suggested she take it off. She giggled and said, “I can’t, I have nothing on under it. I just wanted to get away while I had a chance, Mister.”
“Oh! I think we need to go to my house and get rid of the boat and find you something to wear. OK?”
“Yes, Sir.”
It was just noon when we finished unhooking, washing off, and straightening up the boat. I took her in the house and led her to my spare bedroom. I dragged out a box of old clothes that had belonged to my late wife and old her to dig through them and see if anything would fit. I showed her the bathroom and the soap and shampoo. I told her to look for me in the family room when she was through.
About an hour later I heard her and looked up. Wow! She looked much better. She was not really pretty because of her face. It looked as if her nose had been broken and not set and a lip badly cut and not sewn up. Her hair was in a long, long braid down to her knees. She had on shorts and a T-shirt. Her little nipples poked out the shirt, but not very far. She looked clean and much happier.
“I got sandwiches out of the cooler and we can eat them in the kitchen. OK?”
She smiled and she looked very nice. “I would like that, Mister.”
“Hey! Let’s get off that ‘Mister’ thing right now. Call me Jim, or James, if you angry with me. OK?”
“Yes, Jim. You have been so nice to me I don’t think I could ever be angry with you.”
“You never know, I can be pretty mean sometimes.”
For the first time I was getting good look at this girl. She was very, very thin. It didn’t appear that she had been eating regularly. I took her hand and pulled her into the kitchen. I said, “It is time you started earning your keep. My sink has some dishes in it that need to be taken care of, do you know how to use a dishwasher?”
“I have never used one, could you show me what I need to do?”
I checked her out on all the kitchen equipment. I told her to sit at the little kitchen table where I ate all the time and placed one of the sandwiches in front of her with a glass of milk. She looked up at me and a tear ran from her eyes, “Thank you Jim, no man ever served me before.”
I grinned at her, “Don’t get to liking it too much, it may never happen again. Please eat very slowly so you do not get sick. Don’t feel you have to eat it all, there will always be plenty of food for you here.” She cried some more. I sat and ate my sandwich with her. I got her to eat slowly and savor the flavors of the different things in the sandwich as she chewed each bite. I asked her to see if she could tell me what all the ingredients were. She did pretty well. She said she hadn’t had a glass of milk in years. She had forgotten how good it was.
“Sue, you told me you could cook. What do you know how to cook?”
“To be honest, not very much, but I learn very fast. I used to love to watch the cooking shows on TV until Dad sold it for beer money. I can make omelets, hamburgers, and any thing from a box or, for that matter, I am very good at following directions. If I have the recipes and the ingredients, I can make it.”
“That sounds great. If you feel up to it you can make dinner for us tonight. Look in the refrigerator, and the freezer, and in the pantry, over there, and see if there is anything that you can come up with. Also if you have favorite things you like to fix and we don’t have the things you need to make them, start a list. There is paper and a pencil over there on that board. Now, I see you have eaten over half of your sandwich, are you still hungry?”
“Not really, It was very good wasn’t it?”
“I can see your eyes drooping a bit young lady. I want you to go take a nap for a while. OK?”
“Yes, Jim, I didn’t sleep at all last night.”
“I’ll call you in a few hours.”
While Sue slept I called my fishing buddy Jonas Lambert and he said he was feeling better. I told him about my day and asked if he could come over in a couple of hours and give me some professional advise. Jonas is a renowned Plastic Surgeon specializing in facial reconstruction.
I woke Susie about four and asked her if she would please come out. I had someone I wanted her to meet. She was out in a minute or two. I introduced her to Jonas and told her he was a doctor. He asked her to please step in the kitchen where the light was better. He looked at her face very carefully for about ten minutes from every angle. Then he grinned at her, “Who would you like to look like? Brittany Spears?”
“Me, look like that?”
“If that is what you want. If I fix your nose and your lips, and if you get a little meat on your bones, perhaps a breast augmentation, you are going to be beautiful anyway.”
“I have no money.”
“Each year I do ten free operations on girls, because my wife suffered for ten years with a face so bad she had to wear a mask at all times. Yours is not that bad but I know you suffer every time you look in a mirror.”
“I just don’t look at myself any more.” She turned and looked at me, “Why, why are you doing this for me?”
“I really don’t know, except that I can see a lovely, sweet girl who has had a life of hell and I guess I just had to try and rescue you.”
“I will never be able to thank you enough.”
“If you are happy, and have a good life, that will be thanks enough. OK?”
Susie started crying.
Jonas said, “Hey! Sweetheart don’t do that or you will have old Jim here weeping too! He can’t stand girls crying.”
“He is not old, don’t say that!”
“Yes he is. He is almost as old as dirt. But I don’t know of a finer man anywhere. I never try to keep up with him, he runs five miles every day.”
“Why thank you Jonas, that was nice of you to say that.”
“Where is my money, you said you would give me ten bucks if I said that.”
Susie was giggling by then. I loved to see the girl laugh or smile.
After Jonas left she said she was going to fix dinner, what time did I like to eat. I told her I usually ate about six or seven, but that I was pretty flexible about it. I heard her rambling around in the drawers and cupboards. I walked in and asked if I could tell her where something was.
She smiled at me and said, “No! If I have to look for it I’ll remember better where it is and where to put it when I am through with it. You have everything! This is fun for me, I love it. This house is just like a TV show or a movie. Everything is perfect.”
“Call me if you need me.”
I watched the news and was pleased when she came in the family room and sat on the couch with me. She asked if she could get me a beer or something. I said I was going to fix myself a highball and asked if she would like one. She looked at me and said she didn’t know what that was. I got up and walked to the little wet bar. I filled two glasses with ice and measured a double shot of Captain Morgan in one and a very short shot in the other. I got a half a lemon out of the little refrigerator and squeezed some in each glass. I added water and handed her the weak one. I watched as she took a tentative sip from her glass. She looked up and smiled, “Mmmm, that is good, very tasty.”
I grinned, “Have you ever had liquor before?”
“No, my dad wouldn’t waste it on me. It won’t make me drunk and mean like it did him will it?”
“I don’t think so, I made yours pretty weak. If you start to feel it make you dizzy or anything don’t drink any more. I never drink more than one a night. I hate getting drunk. And I do not like being around drunks.” She looked at me and put the drink down.
“I don’t want to like it. Do you have something non-alcoholic I could have. Something not too sweet. I don’t like Cokes.”
“There is a gallon jug of lemonade in the refrigerator in the kitchen. It is sugar free, made with real lemons and artificial sweetener. See if you like that.” She jumped up and I heard her pour the drink down the sink and she was back shortly with a full glass.
“I love this, you will have to teach me how to make this. Do you drink a lot of it?”
“Yeah, I guess I do. The next jug I make will be orangeade. Then there is a peach flavored powdered drink I like too!”
We watched the weather, looked good for tomorrow. Sue got up and went and checked on dinner. She was gone a while then she called and said dinner was ready.
She had the plates on the table and told me to sit down and she would bring the food. She brought a plate with hamburger patties, a plate of French fries and two small salads of lettuce and tomato slices. There was a gob of garlic mayo for a dressing. I served my plate and passed things to her as I was through with them.
I tried the meat patty and was surprised at how tasty it was, it was delicious. The fries were nice and crispy and the salad was excellent. I told her she was now the chief cook and dish washer in my house. She smiled at me and said, “I am really glad you liked it. I saw it on a cooking show a couple years ago.”
“And you remember it now?”
“Sure, I can write down any recipes I have seen on any show. I remember them all.”
“Do you remember a recipe for Grouper?”
“Oh! My, yes I do. Several of them. One was on Emeril Live for Grilled Grouper. Do you want to hear it?”
“Yes, I wonder how close it is to mine.”
“OK. It is an old Louisiana recipe.
It has 4 Tablespoons of melted butter
3 Cloves of garlic, minced
1 Tablespoon finely grated Parmesan
1 Tablespoon Essence
4 Tablespoons olive oil
1 3 ½ to 4 pound Grouper, fillets removed, scales
Intact
¼ Cup finely chopped fresh herbs such as tarragon,
Thyme, basil or chives.
Do you want the ingredients for the Essence too? Or the cooking directions?”
“No, Sweetheart, that is fine.”
“I know about five more Grouper recipes if you want them.”
“Do you remember everything you see?”
“Oh! No. Only things I want to remember, unless it is written down, then I remember it.”
“Very interesting. I wish I could do that.”
“I like to remember special nice things, like how nice you were to me today in your boat. I ruined your whole day of fishing and you were still sweet and as nice as can be. I will never forget that.”
“Let me help you clean up and we can sit down and talk some more.”
“No way. You go sit down and let the chief cook and dishwasher handle it.”
When she came and sat down I could see she was tired again. I told her we would buy her a few more things in the morning. I told her to go to bed and get some rest. She left and I heard the shower running. A few minutes later she came in the room and said, “Jim, may I kiss you good night?”
I stood and said “Sure Sweetie, come on over.” She pulled my face to hers and gave me a sweet, sweet kiss on the lips.
“Thank you, I haven’t had a goodnight kiss since my mother died.”
“You can have one every night, Dear girl, sleep well!”
The next morning after a very nice breakfast and my run we went to town to Wal-Mart and bought her every thing I could think of she needed, jeans, shorts, undies, tops, swim suit. sneakers, a nice dress or two, heels, flats, and lots of other stuff. Then I gave her fifty dollars to spend on personal things and told her to meet me in the grocery section. She was there in short order and helped me pick up things for a bunch of dishes she wanted to fix for me.
The next several months were very educational for both of us. I learned she was a very talented person, often in unexpected fields. She was an accomplished automotive mechanic. She had ten years of experience working for her stepfather in his repair shop, the last three years she had done most of the work herself. She had a beautiful voice and loved to sing while she worked. She could sing any Country song you could think of. I showed her how to use my computer and in two months she was teaching me better ways to do things.
We never fussed or had any friction between us. She put on weight and her face and body filled out in all the right places. She would run with me in the mornings for about half my distance. She was a complete delight to be around. She was receptive to anything I told her and if she didn’t agree she would think about it for a bit then tell me her opinion. She was correct in her ideas most of the time. Her most, to me, amazing talent was her ability to diagnose engine problems by just listening to them. I never saw her miss in her solution to the problem with a engine.
The first time I ran across this ability of hers was one morning I was trying to get my lawn tractor to run. It would start OK, but it would stall when I added power. I started it for the tenth time when she came into the garage and listened to it run for a second. She said, “Your plug wires need to be replaced, and probably the plugs too! You are getting cross firing when you add power.” I stared at her for a moment. She turned and went back in the house. I remembered I had several plug wires left from a six cylinder kit I had to buy to fix my old four cylinder jeep. I changed the wires and the damned tractor purred like a kitten. She opened the kitchen door and grinned at me for a second and went back in. Later I came to almost believe she could lay her hands on an engine and it would be healed.
She went to work on my old wreck of a Jeep. It hadn’t run right in years. She removed the engine and I helped her rebuild it. I was good for lifting things and going for parts I guess. She rebuilt the transmission and transfer case. She did things to the running gear too. When it was done we went for a ride. I couldn’t believe how well it ran. She said she would do the body work next. She did.
I fell in love with her. I didn’t want to. I hated the way I lusted after her. I knew it would never be. I was twenty five years older the she was. I knew she didn’t know how I felt. It was a problem I struggled with mightily.
Finally Jason called one morning and asked me to bring Susie to his office for an examination in preparation for her operation. We went two days later and I sat in the waiting room most of the day. Jonas called me in his office.
Sue was sitting in a chair and smiled at me when I entered.
Jonas said, “I wanted to go over our plans with you. We have come up with this picture of what we can do for her face. He hit a key on his computer keyboard an a large screen monitor came on with a picture of Susie, she was beautiful, her lips were smooth and her nose was straight and very cute. She had some scars around her eyes that were gone too! Then Jonas discussed it with us. I had met his wife, Savanna, many times. She was a really gorgeous woman.
He hit another key and her picture came on the screen. She was nude from the waist up. What a beautiful face and body. He hit a key again and another picture came on. It was the same pose but in this one she only had half a face an only part of one breast. She looked really hideous. “This is what my wife looked like when I met her.” I couldn’t believe him. Wow!
I looked at Susie she was crying. I placed my hand over hers. She looked at me. “How can he do that?”
“Susie, this is what he does. He makes girls beautiful again.”
Jonas just grinned and showed us a picture of Susie nude. Her body was not very feminine. Her breasts were very small being mostly just nipples. Her waist and hips and her legs were very nice. She had little or no ass.
Jonas hit another key and the screen showed her with a nice bust and a cute fanny.
“I love it!” Susie exclaimed. “Will I really look like that?”
Jason grinned, “Exactly like that.”
Susie jumped up and kissed him, “When?”
“Next week, if is OK with you. Monday at six o’clock in the morning. You will be overnight in the hospital. Then in bed at home for a couple of days. Savanna and I would like you guys, or at least Susie to stay with us for a couple of days so we can keep a close eye on her.”
I looked at Susie and she nodded, I said “Great, how can I ever thank you for this.”
“I’ll get my thanks when I see her when the bandages come off.” When we got home she was very tired. I ordered Chinese Take-out delivered. She loved Chinese food. After dinner she sat right next to me on the couch. She looked up at me and said, “I’m scared, I have never been in a hospital before.”
“Sweetie, I will be there with you all the time. I will never be far away from you.”
“Please hold me now. I need to feel you hug me.”
I had her turn around and pulled her gently to my chest. I pulled an Afghan off the back of the couch and wrapped it around her. She placed her head on my shoulder and trembled. I held her close and my nose was in her sweet smelling hair. I brushed my lips across her forehead. She sighed and snuggled closer to me. She stopped shaking and soon was asleep.
I managed to get up and I carried her to her bed. I took her sandals off and pulled the covers over her and kissed her lips as she slept. A sweet mile came over her face. It made me want to cry she was so sweet.
We went to Jonas’s house Sunday evening and took he and his wife, Savanna out for dinner at a very nice place they recommended. Susie teased and cajoled until she got me out on the dance floor. Luckily the band played a whole set of slow numbers. She put her head on my shoulder and danced very close to me. I had a very difficult time trying to keep from getting an erection and embarrassing myself. I thought about everything but this sweet girl in my arms. It didn’t work a hundred percent but I thought it had worked until we were walking back to the table and she said, “Thank you for dancing with me. I loved it. Especially when you got excited.”
I didn’t know what to say. Thankfully Jason said he thought we should get to bed early. I hugged and kissed her before she went to bed and told her I would be there with her tomorrow.
At the hospital I was able to sit for a while with her after she was prepped and waiting to go to the operating room. She looked at me and said, “Jim, I love you. I want you to know that, just in case.” Then she patted my hand and said, “Don’t cry, you told me everything would be fine, I believe you.”
“It will be just perfect, I promise.”
I sweated it out for the whole day, it was getting dark when Jason walked in and sat beside me. He grabbed my arm and said, “Jim, every thing went really well. As well as any I have ever done. She is going to be just fine. She will be sedated all night. We will check on her first thing in the morning. Do you want to ride home with me?”
“If it is alright I will just sit here beside her. I promised her I would be with her and I must be here if she wakes up.”
“Jim, she won’t wake up.”
“She might.”
“I’ll see you in the morning.”
I held her little hand all night long and talked softly to her most of the time. I told her how much I loved her and admired her. I thought I felt her squeeze my hand several times. In the morning Jason was there and told me Susie would be busy for about an hour and for me to go get some breakfast. I was back in half an hour and she was eating breakfast through a straw. All I could see of her face was her eyes and her hair. What had I done to her. I got up and went to the men’s room and washed my face. I went back and she waved at me. I went to her and picked up her hand and kissed it. She held my hand tightly. I asked if she was in pain. She squeezed my hand once.
“Is one squeeze for yes, two for no?”
One squeeze answered me. She squeezed once more. “What?”
“Do you hate me for putting you through this?”
Two squeezes a pause, two more squeezes a pause then two more squeezes.”
“No. No. No.”
One squeeze.
“You know I love you, sweetheart.”
One squeeze a pause, another squeeze a pause, another squeeze.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
I saw her eyes drooping and I asked if she wanted to sleep a little bit.
One squeeze.
“I’ll be here for you when you wake up.”
One squeeze.
I held her hand again that night and was there when she woke up in the morning. I got breakfast while her bandages were changed. The new bandages were much smaller and I could see her lips. There were a few stitches visible but she could talk a little. I could see a stitch or two around her eyes and she still had a large bandage over her nose. Her chest was heavily bandaged too.
She put her hand on her chest and said it hurt.
“It will be better each day until the pain will be nothing but a bad memory and you will have beautiful breasts.” She tried to smile but the pain in her lips quickly stopped her.
I took her hand and kissed it again. She said “Thank you.”
The next day after the dressings were changed again we went to Jason’s house to spend two days. Jason checked her out and changed her dressings. He told me to stop on the way home and buy her three or four inexpensive bras. Size 34 C. He said the cup size might change slightly in a few weeks. He wanted her to wear them with the breasts lifted as high as was bearable for Susie. She was to wear the bras at all times for two weeks after that only when she was up and about. He wanted to see her again in one week at his office. I took her home the next morning. She was happy to be home. I had to be strict with her to keep her off her feet. That evening she looked strained and I foolishly asked her how her breasts felt. She snapped back, “Like some son of a bitch shoved two water balloons under my skin on my chest. Just so some guy can get his jollies playing with them.”
I didn’t know what to say so I went to my room and got ready for bed. A few minutes later there was a knock at my door. “Yeah!” I yelled. The door opened and she ran to me holding her arms under her breasts to help support them. She was crying. “Please forgive me. I didn’t mean it. I need your goodnight kiss or I won’t be able to sleep.”
“Well little girl, you better get used to being without them. When you have your beautiful body all healed up, there will be young men swarming around wanting your kisses. You will find a very special and very lucky guy and want only his kisses. Then you will leave me and go off with him.”
“No I won’t.”
She turned and started for the door.
I said, “Don’t I get my kiss tonight?”
She turned and glared at me. Then a little smile started and she came to me and put her arms around my neck and pressed herself to me as she kissed me for a long time. I wanted to hug her to me but I was afraid to for several reasons.
She looked up at me and asked, “Do I feel any different?”
“Baby, you sure do, does it feel different to you?”
“I am not sure of how it feels, I’m till sore and numb, I think I am going to like the way they feel though.”
“I know it is going to make you feel more like a woman should feel about herself, proud of her body and proud to be a sexy looking woman, knowing all the men want her.”
“Is that the way you want me to feel?”
“How I feel is not important, I am not in the game.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I guess ‘Game’ was a poor choice of words. I guess I should have said I cannot compete for your love. I am not in the game.”
“Why not?”
“I am way too old for you, you need and deserve a young virile lover and husband. Not an old used up man who could probably never please you.”
Are you saying that you want me to start dating young guys when I am healed up?”
“Sue, that is a decision you will have to make on your own. OK?”
“Now I have a paper I want you to sign. Right here. Good! This is yours”
“What is this?”
“The title to your Jeep.”
“My Jeep?”
“Sure, it was a piece of junk and you fixed it up, it is yours. I have paid the insurance for a year so you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Really, you are giving me the Jeep!”
“It’s yours. Do what you want with it. You need something to get around in don’t you?”
“James, what am I going to do with you?” She turned and ran from the room. Why was she angry with me now?
In the morning we drove to see Jonas for her last check up and the removal of the last bandages. The nurse removed the bandages from her chest, by now the bandages were very light and fit under her bra. Jason asked me to come in his office while he removed the last bandages from her face. Her back was to me and he took the last bandage from her face and held a mirror in front of her. I heard a gasp from her. Jonas was grinning. I slipped out of the door and sat in the waiting room. I sat in a chair and leaned forward. I put my elbows on my knees and rested my face on my hands. How long I was that way I don’t know. I just knew my perfect life was over.
I heard her heels click as she walked up to me. “Take me home now Jim. Please.”
I looked up at her. She was absolutely gorgeous just as I knew she would be.
She went right to her room and stayed there for a long time. She came out in a robe and fixed dinner. She called me and said my dinner was ready. She had not fixed a plate for herself. I looked at her and she said, “I have a dinner date tonight.” Later I heard her heels clicking down the hall. I looked up. She was stunning. Simply stunning. She walked to me and bent over and brushed my cheek with her lips. “Good night, Don’t wait up for me.” About that time the door bell rang. I saw a very handsome young man greet her as she left.
I went to my little office and did some paper work. Then I called Jonas. He answered right away, I said, “Hi! Buddy. You did a wonderful job on Susie. I don’t know how to thank you. Can you do another favor for me?”
“Sure, anything, you know that.”
“I am going away for awhile. You won’t be able to reach me. I am sending you a check book. There is fifty thousand dollars in that account. Dole it out to Susie as she needs it. All the household bills are paid six months in advance.
I have also enclosed a combination to my office safe. In case I die every thing goes to Susie. Thank you my dear friend, G’bye.” I heard him talking as I hung up. My truck was already packed and I was out the door as the phone started to ring.
Several months later I was sitting on the porch of my little get-a-way in the Keys. A little tiny shack on a canal on the ocean side. I couldn’t remember how long I had been sitting there. I had no reason to move. There was nothing I wanted to do. I might try to catch a fish for dinner. I knew that if I did catch one I would just let him go. I just didn’t eat anymore. I decided to read some because I was bored. I hadn’t run in two months, no point in it. I picked up a book about the history of Monroe County, Florida. This was a good day, I read almost half a page before I put it down. I was tired and wanted to sleep.
I didn’t sleep well either. I kept dreaming of Susie and knew that was a lost cause, couldn’t help it though. I threw the book across the room and screamed, “The Hell with It! I’m going home in the morning.” I fell on the bed and knew nothing till morning. I was out of clean clothes because I hadn’t washed in a while. I walked out and climbed in the truck. Ten hours later I pulled in my driveway and pushed the garage door opener. The garage was empty. I let myself in the house and found and opened a can of Beanie Weenies. I ate them cold out of the can. I needed a bath but I couldn’t stop myself from looking in Susie’s room. Empty, very empty, dresser and closet empty. I found a bottle of rum and fixed myself a little drink , just to steady my nerves. Bull shit, I was so steady now I could hardly move. I hit the bed and knew nothing again until morning. I got up and fixed myself a cup of coffee for a change. I needed to think. I knew only one thing. Life was nothing without that girl in it. I knew that could never be. Where did that leave me. Was it time to end it all? First I needed to find out if Susie was doing all right, that she had had no complications from her operation. I called Jonas at his office and was told he was not in that day. I tried his house. No answer there. I would try later. I tried every half hour or so. Finally I got him about six o’clock. “Hi! It’s me, Jim. How are you?”
“Jim, is it really you?”
“Yeah! I guess so.”
“Where are you Buddy, I need to talk to you.”
“What, is Susie alright?”
“No, she is not doing well at all.”
“What is wrong. How can I help?”
“Can you make it over here. Susie is here staying with us.”
“I am on my way.”
I jumped in the shower and had a quick shave while the hot water sprayed over me. I found clean clothes. I took off, forcing myself to drive the speed limit. When I got to his house Savanna opened the door. She looked startled, “Jim, is that you.”
“Yes, why?”
“I didn’t recognize you, you look terrible.”
She turned and led me in the house. “Jason will be right down. He is checking on Susie.”
“How is she, what is wrong with her?” Jason came down the stairs and looked strangely at me. “Are you OK, Jim?”
“I guess I have been a little off my feed lately. How is Susie?’
“Susie has a serious problem. She has fallen hopelessly in love with a guy who won’t give her the time of day. She moons over him all the time, won’t eat, can’t sleep, just sits around like a bump on a log. Nothing interests her. She is loosing all the weight you put on her. She tried dating other guys but all she could think about was him. Didn’t work at all.”
I exploded, “What the hell is wrong with this guy, can’t he see she is the sweetest, smartest and most beautiful girl in the world, he must be nuts. Who is he, I’ll straighten him right out.”
“Can you do that?”
“Sure, I’ll do anything to make her happy.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Hell yes. Where is he?”
He grabbed my shoulders and twisted me around. “That’s him, right there.”
“Where, I see nothing but a mirror.”
“Right, you are looking at the man she loves with all her heart.”
I thought my heart would stop beating. “ME!”
“Yes you, she loves you and only you.”
He yelled, “Susie, come down here, I have someone here you want to see.”
She came to the top of the stairs and stared down at me.
“Jimmy, Oh! Jimmy is that really you?”
We met half way and kissed each other. I couldn’t get enough of her kisses. She pulled back and we looked at each other. She looked drawn and thin, I guess I was no better because she cried and said, “Jim, what have you done to yourself. You look terrible. When did you eat last?”
“I don’t remember. How about you?” She grinned, “I don’t know either. Just kiss me and tell me you won’t leave me again, ever. I love you and I always will.”
“Dear little girl, I have learned that I can not live with out you in my life. I will do anything to keep you there.”
“Will you marry me?”
“Hell yes! Any time, anyplace.” I felt a little weak and Sue led me to a couch. “Are you alright?” she asked.
“Yes Sweetheart, I am just so happy and excited I can’t breath.”
“Well, you just calm down. When you feel up to it I want you to drive me home. On the way I want to stop at the seafood market. I want to buy a bushel basket of oysters for your dinner. I do not plan on letting you out of bed for several days.”
“I don’t think I am going to need the oysters. Just looking at you has me very aroused right now.”
She reached down and said, “Oh! Yes indeed you are.” She looked at Jason and Savanna, “Would you let us use the room I was in for a while?”
They giggled and Savanna said, “I thought Jason would never stop at a Motel on our wedding night. I think we drove half way to Miami.”
“Darlin’, it was only three miles from here.”
“I just know that when we girls are hot it is time to find a bed, right Susie?”
“Right, come with me lover. I am really hot right now.”
“Could you wait until I drive us home? Once I get you in bed our several days will start.”
“Wait here and I’ll get my things I will need. We can get the rest later. Please let this not be a dream and be here when I get back.”
“I will be here.”
It was a long, long drive home, all fifteen minutes of it. When we were home she ran in her room with her bag. “I’ll meet you in your bedroom in a minute!” she called. I turned down the bed and undressed down to my boxers. I heard her heels on the wooden hall floor. Then I saw her. She took my breath away. She wore a push up ¼ bra that didn’t cover her proud nipples. She had on a matching garter belt and sheer little panties and stockings . She was exquisite. Sexy as all hell too! I took her in my arms and kissed her gently, trying to restrain my urge to rip her clothes right off her and throw her on the bed.
She mewed softly as we kissed, then I felt her little hands slip down and start pushing down my boxer shorts. I felt them fall around my feet. I pushed her back looked at her. “Everything looks so good I don’t know where to start. She pushed me ’til I was sitting on the bed and stepped between my legs and pushed a long hard nipple in my mouth. Oh! Was it ever good. I cupped a breast in each hand and kissed and sucked each nipple in turn. Back and forth. She was moaning softly and I felt her wiggle as she worked her panties down. I pulled her down over me and kissed her sweet lips again. Then I knew I had to hurry or I would finish way ahead of her. I had no idea of how close she was to an orgasm. I pushed her on her back and moved down and spread her legs. She watched my every move. I looked at her little pussy. Her inner lips barely showed. They looked damp. I spread her vulva with my thumbs and parted her delicate flowerlike lips with my tongue. I tasted her sweet juices for the first time. She raised on her arms and watched me. “Oh! My! God! That is wonderful, I love how that feels. Ahaaaa yes, yes, yes!” She was vibrating now. Softly moaning as she flopped back and shut her eyes. I savored each part inside her pussy I could reach. Then I searched for and found her clitoris. It was right where it was supposed to be, hidden by a little hood of flesh and skin. She froze for a second as I sucked it into my lips. Then she yelped and squealed with joy, gently pulling my head against her sex. She purred, “I love it, love it, love it, yes, yes, oh yes, I love that.” I lifted myself up over her and rubbed the head, of my cock between her nether lips. Then I pressed forward gently. I slipped in a little ways and found a resistance, I pulled back and then went forward, there it was again. I looked up at her, “Are you a virgin?”
“Yes, I was waiting for you.”
I kissed her again and thrust forward again a little harder and felt the resistance disappear. I slipped in further. I pulled back and pressed ahead, this time I felt my pubes hit her pelvis. I was all the way in. She shuddered and clawed at my back. She was throwing her head from side to side. I told her I loved her and asked if she was alright. “Oh! Yes, This is more wonderful than I had expected. Please don’t stop.”
I thrust slowly in and out. I could feel my climax rising and knew I didn’t have long. I started moving faster and harder in and out of her. I was on the edge and I asked her where she wanted me to cum.
“Inside me, I want your seed inside me, I want your babies, Oh! Yes I Do.”
“Here I am.” I filled her vagina with ropes of hot slippery cum. I raised on my arms, my shrinking penis still inside her. She had a beautiful sweet smile on her face as she looked up at me. “I love you. That was just wonderful. When can we do that again?” I dropped down beside her and hugged her to me. She rained kisses on my face. I felt hot tears on my face and pushed her up. She was crying. “Oh! Baby, did I hurt you badly?”
“No it was only a tiny pain that went right away. I am crying because you are so wonderful and I love you so much.”
I held her for a while then she got up and went to my bathroom and came back with a damp washcloth and a towel. She washed me and cleaned my penis. Then she kissed him.
She smiled at me, “I love him, I have to take care of him so he is always ready to go. Would you like something to eat? I have to take care of my man so he is ready too.”
“That would be very nice, suddenly I am hungry.”
“Me too. What would you like, I think we have frozen Lasagna and a small Eggplant Parmesan.”
“Sounds great Lover. I want to talk to you while dinner is cooking. You better put a robe or something on. I can’t think when those gorgeous tities are jiggling around all the time. I really love them.”
“Me too! You were right about how they make me feel. I still look in the mirror and can’t believe it is me.” I went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Even I thought I looked like death warmed over. Bloodshot eyes with dark bags under them. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I slipped on a old pair of house shorts and walked to the kitchen the microwave was humming and two fresh glasses of lemonade were on the table.
I heard her clicking down the hall. She walked in wearing nothing but an apron and high heeled sandals. Delicious. Yummy. Delectable. I felt my penis come to life. She walked to me and bent over and kissed my lips. “I love you Dearest! Oh! My, what is that down there?”
“Baby, if you walk around like that you can count on me having a hard on.”
“Really? This will be my favorite outfit then.”
“Do you always wear heels now?”
“I love them and I never wore them before. I am trying to be more confident in them. I am trying to develop what Jason calls the ‘heel first slut strut’.”
“I think you have it going pretty good right now.” She looked at me with love in her eyes and smiled. “Just for you, my love. Only for you.”
The microwave went ding! Susie got two plates from the cupboard and then got the food from the oven. We were both ravenous and finished quickly.
“Apple pie with chocolate ice-cream on top?”
“You bet Dear.”
“I love that!”
“What?”
“When you call me Dear or Sweetheart, or Baby Girl. When you say it with love in your voice it makes me tingle down to my toes.”
I felt tears in my eyes and had to get a piece of paper towel to wipe my eyes. I just grinned at her. She kissed me again and went to the big freezer for our desert. Our first desert I should say because I had another sweet in mind I would eat later.
After the dishes were in the dishwasher I picked her up and carried her to our bed. I had to tell her to stop kissing me until we got to the bed because I couldn’t see where I was going. We did make it OK and I dumped her on the bed. She squealed as I grabbed her feet and slipped off her shoes. I kissed and licked both feet kissed my way up her legs switching from one to the other often, and spreading her legs as I worked my way towards her sweet pussy. I loved the soft satiny feel of the smooth skin of her inner thigh. I pushed up and covered her whole little pussy with my mouth and just tried to slurp it all in my mouth. I worked my mouth open as far as could and slurped on her again, she must have liked it because she pulled my head hard against her.
Then she said, “Please come up and let me taste your sweet lips. I don’t know what you do to me down there but it sure feels good, but is not fair I get all the sweet loving. Teach me how to please you too.” She pushed me on my back and moved down to kiss my cock and examine it carefully. She looked up at me and smiled. “This is the first one I have ever been able to play with all I wanted. I love to touch it. And kiss it. I know you want me to take it in my mouth and suck on it. Where does it feel the best? Mmmmm. I love the way you taste and smell. It is so damned sexy. I just love to rub him all over my face. What a lovely thing he is. May I feel your balls? I know they are very tender. Can I suck gently on them too? Oh! Your ball sack is shrinking up. Look at that! Does your cock feel good when I stroke my hands over it? Get it slippery with my mouth! Oh! That’s fun for me too! I love doing that. I like the way he feels when he is all slippery in my hands and mouth. You like it when I rub my tongue over and around the head of it don’t you Darling. You are going to cum! Let me get my lips around it first. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Wow! I didn’t think my mouth would hold it all so I just swallowed it down. It tastes good. I want some more. Did I please you a little?”
“No!” I saw her head droop. “Not a little, dear Baby Girl, a whole lot. I loved every second of it. There is nothing you do to me I don’t love. Your touch and your kisses tingle through my whole body. No one has ever effected me like this before. Let me kiss those lovely nipples and then I’ll finish what I started right after dinner.”
“Jimmy, Sweetheart, I would just love to cuddle with you and be able to touch and snuggle to you all night long. I am tired and sleepy.”
“I’m sorry Dear, I just love touching and making love to you I can’t get enough. I am exhausted too! I got up and checked the doors and turned out all the lights. I held my Baby Girl in my arms all night long. It was the best night’s sleep I had in months.
I awoke in the morning and found her snuggled up to my back, I was very happy. After breakfast we talked for hours. She asked if I would take her back to the coast to look for her step father. I told her that I would. I was so in love with her I would have taken her to the moon if she had asked. We fixed a lunch and I told her we had two places to stop before we went to the coast. She was surprised when I stopped at the courthouse and we got our wedding licenses. She just grinned all the way to our next stop. It was a jewelry store. The owner was an old buddy. He couldn’t believe this child agreed to marry me. I couldn’t either.
She wouldn’t let me spend what I wanted for a ring. She picked a moderately priced ring set. I slipped the engagement ring on her finger before we left the store. She stopped me just outside the store and kissed me. She was crying. She looked at me, “I love you Jimmy, God how I love you.” She admired the ring on her finger all the way to the coast. She directed me to her old home. The shop was closed and boarded up. She said, “I think I know where he will be.” She directed me to a Bar about a mile away. She said, “Pull over here and park. She jumped out and walked to a guy sitting in the shade of a dumpster. She stood and looked at him. I got out and stood behind her with my hand on her shoulder. She looked back at me and smiled. “Dad, It’s me Susie. Wake up.”
He slowly looked up at her. He looked for a long time.
“You aren’t Susie.”
“Yes I am. How are you doing. I just want you to see me now. Look at me. This is the man I am going to marry. I am beautiful and very happy now in spite of what you did to me.
She looked at me, “Give him three dollars for something to eat. If you give him more he will buy booze or beer. Goodbye, Dad. I hope you are happy.”
“Jees! Susie, I could sell you for a grand or better the way you look now.”
“Take a good look. I will not look for you again. You have what you deserve. Let’s go Jim.” I opened the door for her and we drove off. I looked over and she was crying. I stopped and turned around. I parked and entered the dinner across the street. I talked to the owner. He knew Susie’s dad. He wanted to know if the girl he saw was Susie. I said that it was. He said, “Holy Shit, she is beautiful.” I gave him a check for two hundred and fifty dollars to feed Susie’s dad for a month. No booze just food. I told him to call me when the money ran out, and gave him my number. We drove to Jason’s house and Savanna greeted Susie like a long lost friend, They hugged and kissed each other. Savanna kissed me too! She grinned at me, “Please take Jason fishing again real soon. It is the only thing that really relaxes him.”
I smiled. “Only if you and Susie will go with us.”
Both girls clapped their hands and said that was the best idea they had ever heard. I told her Susie and I were engaged and Susie showed Savanna her ring. She insisted we get married at her house She told Susie to name the day, but to give her a weeks notice.
We were married two weeks later. It was a small ceremony, perhaps fifty people there. We went on a months honeymoon. We really bonded while we were away. Neither of us could stand for the other to be out of their sight for more than a few seconds. We told each other everything. If one of us itched the other scratched it.
She finally told me about how her step-father had started abusing her shortly after her mother died. He told her it was her duty to satisfy him sexually. He would only use her rectum. He told her no one was to touch her vagina because some men would pay big money to fuck a virgin. This lasted for years. She had hated herself because she had come to enjoy his screwing her ass. I told her that she had no control over the situation and was not at fault. I told her I would never hurt her that way. She smiled at me and said she would love any way I wanted to make love to her. She said she knew I would never hurt her.
We did everything, went fishing, sometimes we just went cruising and sightseeing. I took her places I had been before, I had to remember she had never been anywhere. I got her a digital camera and she became very proficient with it. Her pictures were excellent. She had lot’s of memory cards and waited until we got home to print them out on our computer. She also put them on CDs.
Then one day after we were home and all settled in, she came to me and said, “Honey, I want you to know my period is way late.”
I looked into those beautiful eyes, “Got your fingers crossed?”
“Yes, I sure do.”
“Which way?”
“You know I want your baby.”
“I’ll run down to Wal-Mart and get an IPT.”
“What is that?”
“An Instant Pregnancy Test.”
The IPT showed she was pregnant. I called Jason and got him to recommend an OB/GYN guy. I called and got a appointment. Susie liked the woman doctor he sent us to. She confirmed that Susie was indeed pregnant. The doctor, at Susie’s insistence let me stay in the room during her pelvic exam. She said she had nothing to hide from me and wanted me to know everything. I think she was a little frightened because she had never even been near someone who was pregnant. The Doctor enrolled us in birthing and child care classes. She advised us not to go out and buy cribs and stuff. But to finish the classes first.
We went home and just sat and cuddled for hours watching TV and grinning at each other. She would look up at me and ask questions I couldn’t answer, like, when would she start lactating, How long before she started showing. I told her to just wait, I had an idea.
I called Savanna and asked her if she had any friends who were pregnant and further along than Susie. She said she did and would see if the girl would go along with my plan. She would call me back.
She called back and gave me a number. I sat and held my wife and told her my plan. Savanna’s friend was about five years older than Susie and had a two year old boy and was about six months pregnant. She had agreed to take Susie under her wing and let her come to her house and learn what she could. If they liked each other Susie could follow along right up to the birth and after so she would know what to expect.
Susie was excited and called her right away. They talked for about an hour. The girl, Jane Busher, lived only a half mile away. Susie said she was going to go over and meet her.
She dressed and left in her Jeep. I was lost without her. I guessed I would get used to it. I knew this was the best way and had known it would be this way when I set it up. After about two hours she called and said Jane was real sweet. She said she would be home about five.
Susie spent several hours every other day with Jane She loved Jane’s little boy, Tommy. She couldn’t wait to have a baby of her own. Like prospective fathers through the ages I had ambivalent feelings about the baby. On one hand I knew Susie would no longer be exclusively mine, on the other hand I knew I would love my child. By the time Susie’s belly was showing a very slight swelling Jane was ready to deliver. Jane had invited Susie to be in the delivery room with her. Jane’s Doctor said it would be alright. Susie got the call Jane was headed for the hospital at four o’clock one morning. We rushed to the Hospital and once again I sat in the waiting room. I was far and away the oldest guy there. Then lo and behold a guy who looked older than I walked in. He sat beside me and asked if I were an expectant father. I said not quite yet, I had about five months to go. He said this was his first child, he and his wife were only married a few months. He was terrified. He had just found out his wife had been told it would be dangerous for her to have a baby. She was younger than Susie. He told me she was diagnosed with a condition that made it dangerous when she was six months pregnant. She absolutely refused an abortion.
I talked to him and told him I would have been going crazy in his position. After about two hours a doctor came in and walked up to him with a smile. “Every thing is fine, momma and son are both in great shape, you will be able to see them soon.” He collapsed in his chair and wept. I patted his shoulder. Susie came in and smiled at me. She hugged and kissed me. “It’s over, she had another boy.” She was very happy and I talked to her on the way home. She had loved watching the birth. She laughed about how sick Tom Senior had gotten during the birth. It hadn’t bothered her at all. She was actually looking forward to having her baby. She and Jane had talked and joked through the whole thing. She said she wanted to get to bed early because she was going to sit with little Tommy while Tom Senior went to get Jane and their baby. I asked if she wanted me to go with her. She said she would be all right. We were up about six the next morning. She kissed me goodbye and took off in her Jeep. I had told her to take my truck but she didn’t. After a couple hours I decided to go and meet her at Jane and Tom’s house and see the baby and take her shopping for a new car. The Jeep would not be usable with a baby.
I knocked on the door and Tom senior opened it, he shook my hand and asked me in. I asked if Susie was there as he took me to his bed room to see the new baby and Jane. I guess the baby was cute, I tried to act as if I thought it was. I asked about Susie again. Jane said that Susie and Tom’s brother Sam had gone to the IHOP for breakfast. He looked at his watch and said “They are usually back by now. They should be here any minute.”
I said I had things to do. And I left and drove past the IHOP, They were just coming out and I almost ran over them I was so shocked. He was a very handsome young man. They were holding hands. I just drove off. I went home and sat in my chair and stared at the wall. I heard her come in. She came in the room and said “I need to talk to you, Jim.”
“I don’t think this is a good time. I am not ready to talk right now.”
“Jim. I have never lied to you and I never will, I know what you think, you are wrong. I love only you. Please let me tell you about Sam. He is my friend. That is all. I don’t love him. I don’t want him. You are my man, now and forever. Sam has a big problem and he says I am the only person he knows who can help him.”
I had watched her eyes and knew in my heart she meant every word she said. I patted my lap and said, “Sit down and give me a kiss, then tell me all about it.” She gave me a long sweet loving kiss. “Sam wants to have the same operation I had. He wants to be a woman. He can’t tell Tom. Tom hates homosexuals and cross dressers. He asks me all sorts of question about how the implants feel to me. If I still have full feelings and all that sort of stuff.”
“The two of you made a very cute couple holding hands and all. Do you expect me to really believe that story?” She looked at me for a long time.
“Yes, I do.”
I saw the tears starting to build in her eyes. I said, “I believe every word you said. I just do not necessarily believe him.”
“What?”
“Do Jane or Tom know anything about Mike’s sexual quirks?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Does he live there?”
“Not all the time, he has an apartment somewhere I think.”
“Have you ever seen him in drag, in woman’s clothes?”
“No.”
“Does he talk about wearing women’s clothes?, Shoes?”
“No.”
“That doesn’t fit the way trannies think or act. They are obsessed with female underwear and clothes. I don’t think he wants to play Girl-Girl with you. He wants to play Guy-Girl with you.”
She looked at me wide eyed. “Really.”
“Yep, there was a case in the papers about a year ago, some guy used the same line and ended up raping two women. I don’t recall if they caught him.”
“I won’t go anywhere with him anymore. Did you see the baby, isn’t it the cutest thing you ever saw. So tiny, such tiny little fingers. Oh! Jimmy, I can’t wait to have your baby.”
“No Dear, our baby. I have something to discuss with you. I know you love your Jeep. But I don’t want you driving it anymore. I want to go shopping for a new car for us. You have to have a rear seat to have a baby seat. Jeeps wont work.”
“I know, Sweetie, I do love the Jeep, can we keep it too?”
“Oh! I wasn’t going to get rid of it. It’s yours. The truck is mine, the car will be ours, OK.”
“SUV, van, or car?”
“Car I think.”
“Foreign or domestic?”
“Up to you kid.”
“How much?”
“Under fifty thou.”
“I like a Lincoln Towncar in that bracket.”
“Me too!”
“Color?”
“White, cooler here in Florida, looks classy too.”
“I agree, see Dear we don’t have to go shopping, we just need to buy one.”
“I have one more thing my sweet baby girl. I don’t want you to be alone with Sam anymore, please humor me on this, I love you and you are way too precious for me take any chances.”
“Not a problem.”
She was till in my lap and I ran my hand up under her little blouse and found she had on a front closure Bra. I popped it open and caressed her breasts. She pressed her lips to mine and her tongue slipped in to play with my tongue. She sucked my lower lip into her mouth. She loved to do that because she knew it excited me. She pulled back, “Take me to bed. I need you. I want you inside me.”
Those were words I loved to hear. It was a delightful afternoon.
Now, four months later, I sit beside Susie’s bed in the hospital looking down at my daughter in my arms. I am in awe of the miracle of new life and of the beautiful girl who transformed me.