Author's Note: Apart from well known established landmarks and businesses, city, and well known person names, all people, location, town, and business names are purely fictitious and any similarities between them and actual businesses, locations, places and people living or dead are purely coincidental. All sexual situations depicted in this story occur between two legally consenting adults ages 18 and over. I hope you enjoy the story.
Family Ties- Swan Song
It is amazing how time has a way of changing things and people. People you haven't seen in years can sometimes undergo a complete metamorphosis and when you see them again, you hardly recognize them. Take the case of my cousin Raylynn. It was twenty years before I saw her again, and when I did, I did not recognize her, but what a sweet and pleasurable reunion it turned out to be.
Growing up, Raylynn and I were more like brother and sister than cousins. Raylynn was the youngest of three girls and I was the only child. Raylynn's older sister was 8 years her senior and she was too much of a "girly girl" for Raylynn, who was more like a tomboy, and that is why she and I took up together.
I was three years older than Raylynn and she considered me her big brother. We were practically inseparable and we did everything together. As we got older, Raylynn told me secrets most men never told their bartender. She felt she could trust me, and I felt I could trust her, and as a result, we developed a deep bond that went beyond mere words, and was almost spiritual in nature.
Physically speaking, Raylynn had always been somewhat on the big or "chonky" side. As a child, she had always struggled with her weight, and this carried over into her teen and adult years.
Even though she had a very pretty face and smile, she could not get past the fact she was overweight and this lowered her self esteem. Add to the fact that in high school, the so called "in crowd" of girls and boys made fun of her, and that spelled the recipe for a downward spiral and led to a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I saw beyond her outward appearance, and saw her beautiful, sweet, loving spirit, and in my eyes she was attractive. She stood about 5'11" with long chestnut brown hair, sexy captivating hazel eyes, a smile that could light up the room. She was still what you consider attractive, but teenagers can be such jerks, and as result, this only led to Raylynn getting fatter.
As for myself, I took up for Raylynn and considered myself to be her protector. I was 6'2" weighed about 195 pounds with brownish blonde hair, green eyes and a very muscular build from lifting weights. I was also on the high school wrestling and football team. Also, I had taken karate as a child, so by this time I had just attained my sixth degree black belt, and I used my skills to pay retribution on one of the boys at school.
One spring day during my senior year, all of us were in the locker room changing from P.E. class. One fellow was named Brad who liked to refer to himself as "The Bradster." He had his little gang of buddies who followed him around like puppy dogs because they thought it was cool to be seen with him.
"The Bradster" was being a jerk as usual about Raylynn calling her Cave Woman and me Captain Cave Man. As for myself, I didn't mind what they called me, but when that asshole said the only way Raylynn could get laid was that a guy would have to be drunk, I calmly confronted him and told him it would be in his best interest to quit doing that.
The fool tried to puff himself up and act all macho in front of his little gang of flunkies, but that wasn't what set me off. He doubled down on his insults and arrogantly said that he might pay her and do her himself so that at least she could get some, but he might have to borrow two cents from someone since that was all she was worth.
I calmly and without warning decked him squarely in the face and then proceeded to beat the holy shit out of him. I then asked if anyone else had anything they wanted to say on the subject, but they all kept quiet and left. His so called buddies who were egging him on in the beginning, were now looking at me with a new found fear and respect.
I was called into the vice principal's office who was also a coach. He listened to what I had to say and had heard from what others had said happened. The coach said that he didn't blame me for what had happened. He said Brad was definitely an asshole and deserved what had come to him. He also added that if someone had said that to someone he cared about, he would have probably done the same thing.
However, he did say I broke school rules and had to suffer the consequences. By all rights, I should have been expelled, but he went easy on me. He told me I was going to have to face the "Board of Education," which most students knew meant a paddling. He gave me ten licks and suspended for four days, but it was worth it, and no one ever made fun of Raylynn again.
Brad received the same punishment and was made to apologize to Raylynn in writing and have his parents sign it. Afterwards, Brad apologized to me as well and he was much less arrogant towards me and Raylynn mostly due to the ass whoppin I had given him.
He actually became a pretty decent human being. We weren't friends by any stretch of the imagination, but he had a healthy fear and respect for me, and knew I wasn't one to be trifled with.
After I graduated high school, Raylynn and I went our separate ways. This was the last I saw of Raylynn in person for almost 20 years. By now, she was over 250 pounds and wore a size 3X in large women's clothing which did not help her self esteem and led her to do a foolish thing.
When Raylynn graduated high school three years later, she met and got married to some jerk who was older than her and quite successful and had inherited a fairly sizable inheritance from his parents, which included a very profitable business.
He claimed he loved her, but in reality only saw fat girls as an "easy lay," and wanted someone to wait on him hand and foot. As a result, Raylynn became trapped in a 12 year long marriage from hell.
As for me, I went to college and majored in computers and was in the Air Force ROTC Program. After graduation, I entered the Air force as an officer and was in charge of networking.
For a few years while I was in college, Raylynn and I kept in touch by mail. That soon stopped, and it was like she dropped off the face of the earth. I inquired about her from my family and they told me she was surviving, but was not happy, even though she tried to convince them she was.
After a 12 year stint in the service, I came back home and took a job as a Network Administrator for a large computer firm. All during this time, I had written Raylynn letters encouraging her and letting her know I still thought of her and invited her to call me or even drop into town and see me. Part of me knew I would not get any letters in return, yet I continued to write in small chance that it would reach her, but little did I know, my care and thoughtfulness paid off and in a way I never imagined.
It was four more years until I saw Raylynn again, but when I did, I did not recognize her and was awe struck by the transformation she had undergone.
It was a Friday evening and my buddies at work and myself decided to go to one of the hot new night clubs just to unwind and they went to see if they could get lucky, and I must admit I wanted some action as well seeing it had been a couple of months since I had been laid.
The night club was called Aladdin's Playground and it was located in one of the new hotels called "The Regency Suites" they had just built in the downtown area. My buddies found themselves people to dance with quickly, but as for me, my thoughts were on Raylynn, mainly because it was her birthday. She had just turned 35, and was hoping that mom had gotten my card to her.
