Authors note: Horner Springs is a collective concept as discussed in thread "The Birth of Horny Town U.S.A" thread started by litfan10 in the Authors' Hangout forum. Authors who add to this will pay at least lip service to the other Author's creations and may share characters. My contribution is part of a series of stories that will use your feedback to advance or reduce a character, depending upon how you, the readers respond. Tell me what you think.
JackLuis
Sexual Education
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Jodie had come out of the bathroom singing, well more murmuring loudly, a Western tune. She watched Maureen comfort Lester, "I'll fix us some lunch. I believe Lester might be hungry," and she laughed.
"Nothing too filling," Maureen said, hopelessly as Jodie disappeared into the kitchen.
Maureen removed Lester's condom, then she ran to the bathroom down stairs. She returned with a warm wash clothe and towel. She washed Lester's cock, balls and kissed him, pushing him down until she had stifled what little resistance he showed.
So it was with hope in his heart that Lester stepped into the kitchen to find Jodie before the stove, the skillet steaming and Jodie singing.
Jodie attended her skillet, which smelled of frying onions and steak. Lester's appetite was elevated and Maureen sighed. She took Lester to the kitchen table and sat watching Jodie working the skillet and large spatula, in keeping the strips of meat rotating.
Jodie noticed them and said, "You do like cheese steak sandwiches? Or, did I mistake you as a carnivore?"
Maureen sat at the table quietly, she was smiling but contained. Jodie on the other hand was energized, to say the least.
Lester smiled and said, "Oh no, no mistake. It smells wonderful."
Maureen said, "I hope you have something less artery clogging, as well. I mean it does smell delicious but some of us have to watch what we eat."
Jodie smiled at Maureen, "I thought of that, I have a fruit salad and some tuna, that's not too old? But I'm using hot dog buns, so they're small." Jodie said holding up a foot long bun.
"I'll have half, and the fruit salad," Maureen said and went to the refrigerator.
"Can I help," Lester asked.
Jodie said, "Later Lester, it'll be mans work," then she laughed and turned back to her skillet.
Maureen sat the fruit salad on the table and gave Lester a glass of punch, "This is just punch, I got a little carried away before." She smiled and kissed him playfully. She went back to the counter, got silverware, added them to the table and sat down.
Jodie finished up the sandwiches and carried a platter to the table, she had cut the foot long buns in half and arranged them in a sunburst pattern, in the center was a small pot of a condiment, which carried the scents of exotic locals.
Lester stood as she came to the table and helped her with her chair, then sat and smiled at her, "I was hungry, but this is beautiful." He motioned, to the platter. "I'm not used to presentation. It's an amazing shock." He grinned at her.
Jodie smiled and said, "I'm glad you appreciate it, Les. I just wanted to show you how much I appreciate you," She looked startled and finished her thought, " ...you're helping with the class." She smiled weakly and said, "I like to cook, and you like to eat, right?"
Lester was about to agree, when Maureen started laughing. She got control of herself and said, "Sorry, sorry, evil thoughts." And she looked down at her plate suppressing her laughter for a moment.
Jodie looked at Lester and said, "Don't mind her she's got a dirty mind, thank God! Well help yourself."
Lester let Maureen and Jodie select their sandwich and took a half, some fruit salad and looked inquiringly at the pot in the center of the platter, "What have we here?"
Jodie smiled, "It's Chow Chow, an old family recipe, It's kind of like a salsa. It's good with elk."
Lester started to spoon some up when Maureen put her hand on his and said, "A word of caution, there are things in Chow Chow that the uninitiated might find, too piquant. Watch out for the Diablo Negros, they can take you to a whole new appreciation of TOO DAMN HOT!"
"Oh Maureen, don't scare the man. It does take a bit of getting used to, but it is very invigorating."
Maureen laughed and said, "It makes me sweat, just thinking about when Uncle Walter got a whole one, last year at the fourth of July party."
"Yes, that was most unfortunate, but it served him right for not looking at his food." Jodie said.
Lester put a small amount of the Chow Chow on his plate and used his fork to sample a small portion, very small, as he understood the value of caution. It wasn't too spicy, but had a range of spices he couldn't identify. "What's it made of?"
Jodie grinned, "Well it a secret recipe but it's mostly cabbage pickled in vinegar, with sugar, spices and peppers, though you take the peppers out before you can it."
"Most of the peppers, anyway, there are still some pieces." Maureen said accusingly.
"Well," Jodie looked chagrined, "I have missed a few whole ones too. It makes life exciting."
Lester laughed, "I'm trying to avoid a lot of excitement, just now. But, I like the taste."
"Well try a little on the elk," Jodie said,
"It is good, spoon some on you plate first and I show you what to look out for." Maureen said and leaned over Lester's plate.
Lester said, "This is elk?" Jodie nodded. He spooned up a heaping table spoon of Chow Chow on his plate and Maureen sifted it around with her fork, until she said, "Ah Ha, see that Les?"
Lester looked at a small black/brown fragment about the size of a match head, looked up at Maureen's triumphant face and said, "What is it?"
"A piece of the Diablo Negros chili, Uncle Emile brought the seeds back from Viet Nam and now everybody grows them if only for the colorful seed pods. At first they are red and very pretty. As they age on the vine though, they turn black and are their most dangerous."
"Oh Maureen, don't be silly." Jodie said and laughed.
Maureen looked at Les, "I'm not being silly. These will hurt you. Believe me."
"I do, I do, so how small is small enough to leave in?"
Maureen sifted around some more and said, "It's probably ok, now, but don't used that stuff." She indicated the small samples of Black Devil pieces and smiled
Lester took a small sample and put it on the edge of his sandwich with his knife and took a bite. The meat was tender and flavorful, the Chow Chow, was still pretty hot, but tasty, then he tasted the jalapeños in the cheese, he could feel his forehead start to sweat. He nodded as he chewed and the women looked at him, Jodie anxious and Maureen skeptical.
Lester chewed and savored the elk. It tasted a lot like beef but lighter and the spices and onions, delicately caramelized, and yet fleshy, cooled down the jalapeños and made the juicy steak almost an ecstatic experience. Gazing at the faces of women Lester was amused. Jodie was expectant as she watched him chew and moan softly. She smiled and sipped her punch.
"Oh very good, Jodie, the Chow Chow really tops it off too," Les said enjoying Jodie's glow and her little shiver as he praised her food.
Maureen served herself some fruit salad and said, "Those things are evil. They call out to be consumed, yet they'll put pounds on your fanny, but a half couldn't hurt." She spooned some Chow Chow on her plate and inspected it carefully, separating the peppers out as she found them.
Jodie spooned her Chow Chow right on to her cheese steak, although she did give a glance at it in case they were any whole Diablos hidden in it.
Lester added a bit with his knife, in the British manner, since he had it in his hand and he was hungry. He sampled the fruit salad and found peaches, plums and grapes in their own juices with a little something else, very soft and pleasant. He savored the food, and the view of the women. It wasn't often that he had seen two women so happy. It wasn't often he had been with women so uncritical. He figured it was one of those moments where chaos and improbability collide. Once in a lifetime, and if he hadn't taken the chance on Horner Springs, he would never have met Maureen, or Jodie. He took another bite of sandwich and savored the moment.
They ate for a while, smiling at each other and fed their bodies. Maureen ate her sandwich slowly with a lot of fruit between bites.
Jodie finished up her sandwich and reached for another, looking at Maureen and smirking, "I was a good girl all week and I'm eating for strength."
Maureen smiled, wiped her mouth and said, "I'm so happy to hear that Aunt Jodie. You'll need some strength, when we resume our lessons."
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Lester found man's work was cleaning up the kitchen while Maureen and Jodie went upstairs to do something. Lester didn't mind. "
Hell, Kitchen Police is never bad duty,"
he thought as he spooned some Chow Chow onto the leftover half cheese steak and cleaned up that problem. He had to drink a good deal of punch to quench the fire from an overlooked chili, but he didn't really mind. He finished up the last of the fruit salad and put the remaining Chow Chow in the refrigerator.
He put all the dishes in the dishwasher and cleaned the table, tossed the towel over his shoulder and washed and dried the large cast iron skillet Jodie had used to fry the meat. Les put it on the stove and heated it for a few moments, to insure it was dry, just as his mother had taught him to care for cast iron.
Lester stood at the window of the kitchen and looked at the house that might be his. It was rough and weathered, but had nice lines and was certainly big enough. He sipped his punch and thought about how much it would be worth if the housing bubble hadn't burst and the triple dip recession of the Obama years hadn't hammered property values to the point where a guy like him could afford, maybe, to live in a mansion, even a hundred year old one.
"What are you thinking about?" Maureen said from the kitchen door.
Lester turned and smiled, "About the house and how I never had a place to call my own before." He grinned and said, "I always rented, and kept moving from place to place. Hell! I only lived off post a few times in my career. It takes some getting used to settling down that hard." He sighed.
"Having second thoughts about settling down, or settling down here?" She said and came to him, grasping him around the arm smiling at him.
He patted her hand on his arm and said, "No, just getting used to the idea of a permanent home again. It's been a long time since I had one."
"Jodie and I put fresh sheets on her bed, want to see?" she grinned and led Lester out of the kitchen.
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