INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In this story, we travel back to 1991 & meet 18-year-old Amy, a young woman who behind her pretty face keeps some big secrets, and is constantly frustrated by her twin brother Seth's ultra controlling religious girlfriend Kelly and her widowed grandfather's much younger and dim-witted girlfriend Debbie, who just happened to appear when the infirm, elderly man had a substantial lottery win.
But while with Kelly it appears to be a case of what you see is what you get, could there be more to the vapid vulture Debbie than meets the eye?
Find out by reading this amusing and sexy story. All characters and events are fictional, with any similarity to living persons real or dead coincidental and unintentional. Only characters aged 18 and over are involved in any sexual situations.
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Sitting in the back of her parents' car, 18-year-old Amy Jenkins felt like she had visited her gynecologist and been given a hormone injection that gave her a year's worth of PMS at once, although her actual time of the month was not due for another two weeks or so.
The pretty and petite girl with long brown hair, a doll-like face with deep brown eyes and a perfect, naturally tanned complexion due to an Italian background on her mother's side, had had a pretty reasonable day this fine spring Wednesday at the high school on Chicago's North Shore she attended as a Senior, and from which she would graduate from in two months' time as part of the Class of 1991.
Between her legs, Amy could feel her panties riding up between the cheeks of her bottom, and the teenager discretely reached down to adjust them through her jeans. However, uncooperative undies while irritating enough were not the main cause of Amy's annoyance. One source of irritation was in the back of the car with her, the other was awaiting her at their destination this evening.
Glancing into the front of the car, Amy looked at her parents Warren and Fran. Her father drove in silence, her mother sat in the front passenger seat also in silence, their facial expressions apprehensive as they anticipated what awaited them at their destination.
Besides Amy, two of the four people in the back of the car were her brothers, Seth and Josh. The structure of the Jenkins family was quite unusual. In November 1972, Fran had given birth to fraternal twins Amy and Seth and for some 15 years the Jenkins family was a perfect nuclear family – mother, father, son and daughter. Then in 1987, Fran Jenkins found she was late – very late – and woke up feeling very queasy every morning. Other times she would get up in the middle of the night to fix herself peanut butter, celery, grapefruit and pastrami sandwiches. Not surprisingly, early in 1988 Fran at age 41 gave birth to Josh, and Seth and Amy had a baby brother 15 years their junior. This age difference caused embarrassment on several occasions, such as a day at the zoo when Amy and her mother took Josh on an outing, and some people assumed that Amy was a teen mother and Fran the boy's grandmother.
This evening, young Josh sat in his booster seat opposite Amy playing with a toy robot, the three-year-old blissfully oblivious to the concerns of his parents and his older sister. Amy glanced towards her twin, and saw that as usual he was staring at the object of his affections with a love-sick, dreamy look in his eyes that were brown like those of his twin sister.
The object of Seth's affections was the first source of Amy's irritation this evening. Her name was Kelly Crane, and she was a slim and pretty 18-year-old redhead, her long red hair tied back in a pony-tail with a blue ribbon that matched the color of her eyes. She had enrolled in Seth and Amy's high school at the start of their junior year, and Amy could only curse the Illinois Education Department and their budget cutting measures. The neighboring high school Kelly had previously attended had a declining attendance, so the decision was made to close the school and redistribute the students to the three adjacent high schools. On the first day of junior year the newly arrived Kelly looked at Seth, Seth looked at Kelly and that was it, love at first sight.
In his younger years, Seth and his friends had always loved science fiction, and when Kelly arrived on the scene, Amy sarcastically thought that maybe she came from a galaxy far, far away, rather than a neighboring North Shore suburb. But Kelly was no science fiction fan, in fact quite the opposite. The only books, TV shows and movies Kelly was interested in were connected with one book, possibly the most famous book in the world.
Kelly's father was the Minister of a fundamentalist Christian church, and Kelly – the second eldest of six kids - believed every word of the Bible was literally true. The girl was convinced that the Earth was only 6000 years old, and simply dismissed as imaginary irksome things such as dinosaurs, trilobites, wooly mammoths, sabre tooth cats and Neanderthal men that might have cast doubt on her beliefs, despite fossil evidence to prove their existence.
Kelly arrived at her new school with a younger brother and sister, two cousins and a posse of friends from the closed high school, all fundamentalist Christians, and a new Christian clique immediately made its presence felt in the school. Seth was so besotted by Kelly, following her around like a dog with its tongue hanging out, that he was immediately drawn into this group away from his existing circle of friends, and was soon attending bible study and prayer meetings, promoting abstinence, assisting his girlfriend in getting the popular board game Dungeons and Dragons banned at the school, and handing out religious pamphlets to other students as they arrived for school.
The most significant trait of Kelly was that she thought everything in life – good, bad or indifferent – was caused by the will of God. Tonight was no exception. "Didn't Our Lord provide us with such a beautiful spring day?" Kelly asked.
"He sure did," Seth agreed.
Amy stifled a sigh and stared out the car window to disguise her eye-roll. The reason Chicago had had such a nice spring day was due to favorable weather conditions over Illinois and Lake Michigan, not due to the will of a higher power. And of course, love-sick Seth had to agree with everything Kelly said. If Kelly said that an orange was blue and a lemon was purple, Seth would agree.
Still, at least Kelly's opinion on the weather was minor compared to some of the opinions Amy had heard the girl express. Several weeks earlier, Amy and her best friend, a pretty 18-year-old Jewish girl named Gretchen Goldstein were in the girls' room, both feeling the worse for wear as they had their periods and bad menstrual cramps. As they were standing at the sinks taking some tablets to try to alleviate this, in walked Kelly who was also at this stage in her monthly cycle. The pretty redhead said as she swallowed her own period pain tablets that it was God's will that determined when women got their periods, and that any discomfort that they suffered during this time of the month was due to His testing of their faith. Amy and Gretchen tended to believe that this was caused by the fact that they and Kelly had all failed to fall pregnant during their current menstrual cycles and they were shedding the linings that had formed on the walls of their uteruses, but obviously Kelly knew more.
Again, Amy watched Kelly and Seth strengthen their hand hold and stare at each other with dreamy eyes, and wished that she had a bucket close handy in case she threw up from all the saccharine. The teenager could also see by looking into the front of the car that her parents were not so thrilled by their son's choice of girlfriend, and the tight controlling hold she had over Seth. But as much as Amy disliked the fact that her twin brother was under the spell of his girlfriend, he was not the only male in her family to become completely besotted by a pretty girl in recent times. The other man was her paternal grandfather Stan. It was to his house, for his seventy-ninth birthday where they were headed. And there waiting for them would be his girlfriend Debbie, the second female who was causing Amy such irritation on this otherwise pleasant Chicago evening.
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As a child and younger teenager Amy had loved visiting her grandparents on both sides. Her maternal grandparents, slightly younger than her paternal grandparents, she and Seth always called 'Nonno and Nonna' due to their Italian background, were really enjoying their retirement, both fit and active, loving spending time with their adult children and grandchildren.
Until several years ago, Seth and Amy had always enjoyed spending time with their paternal grandparents Stan and Mary. But early in 1989, Grandma Mary was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and was gone within six weeks. The death of his wife of so many years sent Stan's own health into a downward spiral, and within months he had changed from a sensible, competent and independent senior citizen into a frail, forgetful and doddering old man who could barely remember his own name some days, and other days would believe he was in the past. On more than one occasion Stan believed he was still a GI storming the beaches of Normandy during D-Day in 1944, rather than a retiree in suburban Chicago in 1989.
Like many elderly people with aged-related health problems, Stan became stubborn and difficult to reason with, and resisted any attempts by his adult sons and daughters to help him. Totally against moving to an aged care facility or even going to live with relatives, the old man would put on a convincing act to doctors that he was perfectly okay, and fine to live alone.
