Chapter 1: Use For Pleasure
As I stood there, looking down at the springs, broken face, glass and leather band, I could only feel sorrow for how my life would change now that the watch was broken. I simple stupid mistake had ruined it all, for me and for my future generations. As I knelt down on the busy sidewalk to examine the pieces, suddenly the memories and images of how it all started began to float into the back of my mind...I remembered....just how it all began...
My eighteenth birthday was not as spectacular as some others, but it was fun all the same. Little did I know that one of the gifts, I wasn't all that thrilled about, would soon change my life forever. It was early in the morning, before school, when my mother gave me the note: "For Your 18th Birthday, there is a special security deposit box at the bank which your grandfather willed to you, to open only on this day. No one but your late grandfather knows what is in the box." I thanked my mom and drove off to school, not really all that excited, but curious about the gift.
Classes passed slowly as usual, until our lunch break. The bank was close to campus and having an open campus, I decided to slip over and check out the safe deposit box. Upon entering the bank, I was stunned by the three beautiful tellers, two blondes and one brunette. 'Man, I should be doing more business in here' my mind rumbled as I walked up to the front of the line. One of the blondes was available so I shuffled over to her window. She was incredible! Beautiful penetrating blue eyes, full lips painted with just a touch of deep red lipstick and a perfect smile met me, along with a warm 'Hello.' I let my eyes drop to her tan-color blouse, concealing what I thought was a nice handful of breasts, where her nametag rang out to me.
"Hi Suzy, um..for my birthday, I'm supposed to be able to open a safe deposit box left by my grandfather." I slid the paper over to her tender hands. She flashed me a warm smile, "Birthday, huh? Are you having a good one?" she asked while taking the paper and looking at it. 'I am now' I thought, but replied, "It's been o.k. so far."
She turned and stepped out of her booth, locking the money drawer before leaving, then came around to a half-door, pressed a button to open it and said, "Follow me birthday boy."
I'm sure my smile said it all, as I noticed her beautiful legs peeking from below the hem of her skirt. I slid past her, inside the door and then waited. As she began walking, the skirt shimmied and swayed back and forth, I was mesmerized. I followed her to a back room, where she gave me a key, then told me the number and said, "Have fun! Just bring the key back when you are done."
Unfortunately, she then left me alone in this room. My mind began to turn back to the box, wondering what could possibly be inside....money, house deed, etc. I found the number, inserted the key, turned it and pulled out the box.
With my breath speeding up slightly, I slowly lifted the top of the box off and peeked inside. "What the?" my voice echoed through the empty room. I reached in the box and pull out an old watch, still in good shape, but still, not exactly what I was hoping for. There was a piece of paper underneath it, which read:
"Hey buddy, Now that you are 18, I think this is safe in your possession. Just two quick things: 1) Only use it for pleasure. 2) Never, ever tell anyone else what you have. Enjoy and pass it on, if and when you see fit, to your grandson someday."
I don't know how long I sat there, contemplating the note, but, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. "You o.k. in there?" asked the blonde teller, knocking on the door of the room.
