(Author's warning : As you may guess this chapter is not for the squeamish. The title should give you a good idea what to expect. Try to enjoy it! It's all a part of life. )
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Cougar House 37 Period Peace
"Feeling any better Mom?"
"I was never sick Cabot." Margo Needy covered her face with her pillow to blanket her vision as her loyalist tenant Cabot Ross opened her blinds to a bright sunny day. "Do I smell bacon?" Sniffing the air blindly she kept her eyes closed and sat up in bed, her sheets escaping her beautiful and oh so large breasts. Not even her meaty nipple hard on prevented its downward spiral. Good for Chef Cabot's viewpoint at least! "You do know even I get periods now and then, right?"
"I guess none of us ever really thought about it before last night. I mean you can't have kids and you said you had things removed."
"Only my ovaries Cabot. Speaking of eggs..." She reached for the tray of breakfast eats on her nightstand where he had set it out of the way until she was ready. "Sunny side up just how I like them. You remembered!"
"That's what I made that first time Brian and I brought you breakfast in bed." He beat her to the tray and guided it into her lap, Margo wearing panties and pads. The odor was at least beaten back by the pleasant scent of bacon. "Anyways! Now we know. We just panicked because we thought fisting you how hard we did we might have ruptured something valuable. Glad you're okay!"
"Nothing a hot bath and tampons can't ease. Where is everyone?"
"Brian and Jeff went down to the tents to wake up any sleepovers. Eric is taking his friend Greg home, his buddy Ben swiped his mom's van and left him hanging. He said Ben went to town to hang with his sister Lily but nothing else was heard from him."
"I hope Ben didn't end up in any ditch. I'd hate to have him hurt coming from a party on my property. That would look very bad on my possible loan for the bed and breakfast." She picked up her fork and began to eat her eggs. Leaning over her tray it wasn't easy dining. Sure, enough in sitting up she dribbled yolk down over her left breast. "Shoot! Did you bring a napkin?"
"Forgot that! I got it." Cabot stretched over her and licked the yellow trickle from her tit and kissed her nipple. She giggled and held his face against her areola. He took his time, and she ate bacon.
"Mmm! Crispy! What about Heath? I think he took last night the worst with me bleeding all over his fist."
"Can we talk about something else before I lose my appetite for you?" He sat next to her and rubbed her shoulders, scooting further back for a better reach. "Least we can do is pamper you after putting you through hell."
"Is that any way for a Master to act?" She razzed him and took a sip of orange juice.
"You know I'm not into this Master bullshit. I mean it's fun in small doses but not how Heath and Bri are taking things. Listen I've been thinking...let me run an idea by you. I'll take one for team Needy if it helps get you financed."
"Roselyn Albright?" She was quick to figure out Cabot's plan. "I can't ask you to bed her down in hopes she says yes to me. Not only that but it might require you to be more dominant than you wish to be. Our past might come up and even though it was consensual my sleeping with her late husband...she might still hold a grudge. Possibly not, she did like me."
"Well, you both have late husbands. Didn't Darryl sleep with her too? Swingers, right?"
"This is true. I just don't want her to feel I put you up to it."
"Let me worry about that. I'll become her plaything for a few weeks and see if honesty works."
"Honesty? You plan on telling her I need the money?"
"Best policy they say."
"Coming from a young man who tried seducing me before knowing I intended to seduce you." She laughed. "Maybe in the next two weeks before I go flying off to Paris, we can invite her to dinner and have a real powwow."
"I'll rock her world between now and then." He chuckled. "I know she's trying hard to get me."
"And, what of Maria and your Pastor's daughter? The twins? Am I missing anyone?"
"I know I have a lot on my plate. That's why I'm a waiter. Maria will understand once I explain this is for you. Oh, I forgot to tell you she got a message from family saying they sent her something. She's worried what it might be, she being illegal here in the states. So, yeah I definitely have to be there for her if it's bad."
"Why would her family send her something bad?"
"Who knows? She seems stressed by it though. The twins are just sluts and won't interfere. Now Grace? She's my only worry. I think she likes me now. Might need to be careful around her. Even crazier now that Grace is volunteering at the nursing facility with Maria. Could get ugly!"
"I'll let you make your own decisions concerning this subject. You know I'd be grateful for the assist."
"Exactly! So, fill me in on what to expect from Rose?"
"Roselyn can be bossy now that's she's filthy rich, but again, she might need an alternative after all this time. I will say she's as much of a freak as I am. We got along in that aspect. I'm sure she would love another chance at me."
"I've never been with any woman older than you. Rose must be 45 at least, right?"
"Around there! If all else fails, she can be your sugar momma. Be careful though she might want you to move in with her."
"Hell no! I'm happy here with you."
"Aww!" She polished off her breakfast and passed him the tray. "You can bring that massage back after you set that tray aside."
"Wish I could. I need to get ready for work. After church rush on a Sunday is some of my best tips."
"I'll miss you." She pulled him in by his shirt and kissed him tenderly. "Thank you for being so sweet in my bloody misery." She giggled releasing him. "I'm only kidding. Periods are never pleasant. Thankfully I rarely get them. Imagine if I flew all the way to Paris to take Farouk's virginity and started this there. Poof! There goes my big money payday. Elliot would never let me hear the end of it."
"Fuckin' pimps!"
"Come on Cabot. All of you are pimping me out. Be glad I love serving you."
"Guess so. Let me run the tray downstairs..."
"Go change for work. I'll get it. I need coffee anyways."
"Forgot that too. What kind of waiter am I?" He laughed. "Text me if you need anything from town."
"Cheesecake!"
"Hilltop makes some killer strawberry cheesecake. I'll grab a slice."
"Whole pie. I binge when I'm on my periods."
"Where does the weight go?"
"I run it off silly."
"Are you going running today? Don't bleed out on the trail."
"I'll call if I get chased by a wolf."
"You really do need a buddy system thing going on. The trails might not be safe every single time."
"And here we are making the trail part of my B&B. I'll be fine Sir Cabot."
"Alright! Gotta jet." Out the door he went, his room across the hall. Hearing his bedroom door shut Margo weakly crawled from bed. Sitting on the edge she felt every muscle in her body spasm at once.
"Good lord! Gangbangs used to be so yummy. I feel like I've been hammered for a week straight. Am I getting too old for..."? A pause to shake her head she busted up laughing. "...never ever." In a few days Momma Margo would be ready for more.
Looking behind her she pouted. "I better change my sheets. I haven't bled this hard in years. I know it was antagonized by the boys, but I just can't let them feel guilty. I encouraged this bonfire dance, so I have only myself to blame in proving I still had it. I'll just take the next few days nice and easy. I'm sure the boys won't want to have sex with me hemorrhaging like I am." Saddened by the fact she stood up and waddled like a duck into her bathroom and dropped her underwear. "Good thing I didn't let Heath get rid of all my panties. Hopefully now he realizes the need on occasion."
Peeing she changed her tampon and rinsed her underwear in the sink. Gross yes, but with only two pairs left in her dresser she would have to clean them daily. Reality! Bloody Hell!
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Approaching Wildwood Pennsylvania...
"My mom is going to kill me if Ben totaled her car. Even if she just sees him driving it, I'll never get to use it again." Greg Shepard was in a restless panic having had his car keys hijacked by his buddy Ben at the bonfire last night. His ride Eric Crowe wasn't feeling much easier knowing he had suggested Ben tell his sister Lily how he truly felt. There was always the chance Lily shot down Ben knowing she might have hooked up with a boy at the bank she worked with. Then again Lily could have changed her mind because she did like Ben but was torn over, he and Tyler Overmeyer. No calls or texts out of Lily so it couldn't have gone down too badly, or she would have let Eric know. At least he hoped!
"Relax until we know for sure what happened. Good thing is there was no sign of your mom's car in a ravine unless it had already been towed. If that happened, then your parents would have been blowing up your phone. So, let's just be optimistic."
"Tryin' Bro! I don't get it, why would Ben just hijack my wheels like that?"
"We both know this has to do with my sister so let's drive by my house and see if he's there. Mom likes Ben so she could have let him in even though it was late. Of course, Ben had at least a couple beers probably, so Mom would have sat on him over alcohol. That religion crap she's hurling around gets old fast."
"You don't believe in God?"
"Of course, I do. I just don't like it when it gets shoved down my throat. I don't know how my dad handles it. I can only imagine Brian's stepmom Carmen dealing with Mom, she works at the bakery for her. Donut Holy's are a menu item." He laughed. "Halo Creams, too, they're just cake donuts with white whipped cream to appear heavenly."
"So, no Devil's Food?"
"Mom did tell me she was fighting that. Carmen refuses to call it anything else. Hilarious!"
"Fingers crossed here's your street." Greg nodded at Wilshire Street two blocks up.