Let me say upfront I apologize for an almost two month hiatus. I was changing a tire as a good deed and the hydraulic jack dropped on me. My hand got 'crushed' under the tire and ground. I am told for someone my age, the Docs were surprised it was only 5 breaks. It has been a fun little while, but at least now I have two hands to type with, slowly but I can do it. I had one story rattling around in my head that I had to get out (Kelly's Conundrum) and then I picked back up Mary & Ezzie. I left them for a long time on a bed naked with Nicole. I am sure they are not happy with me.
ENJOY
I am curled up in my seat flying home. I am literally floating above the clouds. Last night was AMAZING. Jim made me cum so many times. I can't explain it. Being restrained, unable to move, and Jim just Ravaging me. I don't want to say he was brutal. He wasn't, but he was hard and almost never let up.
"You did tell me you wanted him to ravage you, and to do anything he had fantasized about to you until he was satisfied." Says Ezzie.
"Has he fantasized about tying me up?" I ask.
"Mary, Jim has fantasized about doing many things with you including bondage. He imagines you in most porn scenes he watches." Says Ezzie.
"Aaww. He is imagining it's me instead of the girl in the porn." I say, as I watch the clouds go by in the window. I don't think I would want last night every time. I won't say I hurt, but I can still feel my pussy and ass. For most of the flight I sit there staring out the window until my phone buzzes.
AUNTIE - I will meet you outside the gate, near luggage claim.
I look at the screen on the seat in front of me, for our arrival time.
ME - OK. We are due to land in about 20 minutes. See you in 30-40
I sigh thinking of Auntie. I feel really bad that I made her cry. I didn't mean to upset her, but what was I supposed to do? Tell her I wanted to make a booty call to get laid?
The plane lands, I walk out of the gate and Auntie is standing there smiling. We hug each other. She pulls back and smiles at me. "Would you like to come with me while I run an errand?" She asks. "And then maybe get some lunch?"
"Sure." I say with a smile. At least she isn't yelling at me.
We drive to a flower shop and she gets out. I follow her into the shop. An older woman looks up and smiles. "Beth, how are you? I haven't seen you in a bit." She says.
Auntie smiles. "No you were on vacation last time I stopped in."
"Even an old lady deserves a vacation now and again." She says and her eyes land on me. She looks at me for a moment and smiles. "So would you be Anna or Mary?" She asks me.
"I am Mary." I say.
She looks back at Auntie and smiles. "Last time I saw them they were barely over the counter."
"I know." Auntie says smiling. "I usually do this alone. I thought maybe today Mary should join me."
"Something summery and bright?" The woman asks.
"That would be nice. Thank you." Auntie says.
"Ezzie, what is going on? Why are we here buying flowers?" I ask as I watch the woman gather some colorful flowers.
I can hear some emotion in Ezzie's voice. "I think I should leave that up to Auntie." Says Ezzie.
"What? Seriously?" I ask. "You won't tell me?"
"If you insist I will, but I think it would be better coming from Auntie. Please don't insist I tell you, Mary." Says Ezzie.
"Fine." I say a tad upset at Ezzie.
"Auntie, what are we buying flowers for?" I ask.
Auntie puts her arm around my shoulder. "I'll tell you after we leave." She says.
"Fine." I answer, still a little peeved no one will tell me what's going on.
The woman looks at me when she is finished making this flower arrangement in a low wide pot. "Mary, come get your Mom & Dad's flowers." She says.
What? I look at Auntie. She just smiles at me and gives me a nudge forward. "Why don't you grab them while I pay." Says Auntie.
I am at a loss for words. I wasn't expecting this. I try to visit their gravesite around their birthdays and Christmas. I never thought of how the flowers always seemed fresh. We get in the car and I realize we are near the cemetery. Auntie starts driving towards it, and she reaches out and holds my hand. "I thought you should come, and talk to your Mom with me."
I swallow hard. "Ok." I say.
We pull up near their gravesite. Auntie smiles and squeezes my hand. "Why don't you grab the flowers." She says and gets out of the car. I get out of the car and grab the flowers out of the back. I walk towards Auntie. She has the old flowers off to the side and she is picking up dead leaves and stuff. "Hi Karen." She says. "Yeah yeah Hi to you too Ben. I thought I would bring Mary with me today. She has grown into such a beautiful young woman. She has your beauty Karen, and yes Ben she is definitely your daughter." Auntie looks at me and smiles as she holds out her hands for the new flowers. "Come say Hi." She says.
"What? Really?" I ask as I hand her the flowers.
"Yes, really." She puts the flowers down and stands up. She holds my hands and looks me in the eyes. "I come and talk to my best friend all the time." She says with a smile. "After they first died. It was more I came and cried. I would come here and let it all out so you and Anna wouldn't see me crying at home."
I squeeze her hands. "Oh, Auntie." I say.
She smiles at me, and I can see her eyes get teary like I can feel mine getting. "It's ok Sweetie. It's what parents do for their kids. When you are scared or nervous or sad, you put on a brave face so your kids don't see it." She smiles at me as she reaches out and wipes a tear off my cheek. "I came here the other day after we talked and boy did I vent to your Mom." She says with a smile.
"I am sorry." I say softly.
"Part of me wants to say I understand. I do. I understand you want to be with Jim. I remember when I had those feelings for your Uncle, and I know your Mom had those feelings for your Dad." She takes a deep breath and glances at the headstone. "I promised your Mom & Dad I would look out for you, and protect you." Tears roll down her cheek as she squeezes my hands tighter. "I know I can't protect you from the world, but I would Die if I got that call again. I couldn't take it." She says as she starts crying.
I try to pull her to me, but she holds her arms stiff keeping us standing like this. "I wasn't mad exactly. I was scared, because I didn't know where you were, or where you were going. At first the app just showed canceled for the original flight, and pending, pending. I then freaked out when I couldn't find your phone and called Mike." She says.
I groan. Now Mike knows too.
"He pulled the card activity, and he tried to calm me down by telling me you were just probably in the big tunnel they have in Seattle. The card activity showed the flight information and Mike told me. Then my fear turned to anger, when I tried to find you again and saw you heading to the airport. You scared the life out of me for about 15 minutes. You should be very glad your Uncle wasn't home. He thinks we had an argument, and he isn't pressing me for details. I told him I would handle it, and he has learned over the years to let things go when I say that. There are some things he doesn't need, or want to know about his girls." She says.
Now I am openly crying.