Author's Note
The following story is based on real events that happened nearly thirty years ago. I've done my best to recount these events accurately, though memories can sometimes fade, and while the dialogues may not be exact, they capture the essence of the original conversations. This is a lengthy story, so if you're looking for a quick read, you might want to skip it. Please note that English is not my native language, and despite my best efforts, there may be some errors. Thank you for your understanding.
1. Once Upon A Time
The story you are about to read is a true account of events that occurred almost thirty years ago, twenty-eight to be exact. I was twenty-three years old at the time, just after the end of my sixth semester. I passed my university entrance exams on my third attempt, as I didn't seriously study the first two times. Since that was my last chance, I sat down and managed to pass the examination, enrolling at the School of Computer Science at the University of Crete. When I first moved to Heraklion, I was lucky to find a beautiful place to rent, just across from the main entrance of the Knossos campus.
The apartment stood on an expansive plot of land, set about thirty meters back from the entrance. Due to the slope of the terrain, the front was at ground level while the back was effectively a basement. The front featured two large double windows spanning the full width of the apartment, separated by a glass door. When the curtains were drawn back, the space was filled with natural light. Upon entering, you stepped into an open-plan living room and kitchen area. The living room included a sofa, two chairs, a library with an adjacent desk, and a large table that could seat up to six people. At the far end, two doors led to the bedroom and bathroom, respectively.
The bedroom was quite spacious, featuring two twin beds positioned opposite each other, separated by about a meter. Upon entering, you would see a large wooden wardrobe in front of the left-hand bed, with a small table and a 21" TV to its right. At the far end of the bedroom, behind the left-hand bed, a door opened to a small storage space with a skylight. This space was only a meter deep but spanned the entire width of the apartment. Above the right-hand bed, a small, narrow window allowed light from the skylight to enter. To the right of the bedroom was a large bathroom, sharing the same depth as the bedroom and about half its width.
Throughout my extensive studies, from my freshman year to the completion of my PhD, I received a steady stream of visitors in Crete, especially during the summer months. Among them was my cousin Liz. Just three days younger than me, we had grown up together, with our families as neighbors and our paths intertwined throughout school. With her blonde hair, light brown eyes, and a girlish charm, Liz embodied a captivating girl-next-door beauty. Her physique, however, was out of this world, she was absolutely stunning, tall and statuesque, a masterpiece of divine proportions. Her breasts full and inviting, her legs long and lean, and her curves simply breathtaking. She always dressed in a way that accentuated her marvelous figure, making it difficult for me to remain unaffected, despite being her cousin.
While my interest in Mom/son incest is voyeuristic in nature, with Liz, I
*did*
have incestuous fantasies since when—on a not quite surprising turn of events—I managed to see her fully naked. She came to our house for my 19
th
birthday party and stayed for the night. The next morning, she took a shower, and I watched her through the keyhole. I guess watching my mother with her lover had made me a peeping expert.
After my June finals, I returned home for a week, albeit reluctantly. However, this turned out to be one of the best decisions I've ever made. Firstly, I managed to catch my mom and her lover in the act again, and they put on quite a show. Secondly, I went out for coffee with Liz, and that's where this story begins. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and suddenly found herself with a whole month free for vacation, but no one to go with.
"I' m starting my new job on September; I took a whole fucking month between jobs to go vacations together, and that's how I got repaid."
"Screw him, come to Crete!"
"John-Constantine," said using my full name, "this is very tempting. "Very tempting indeed!"
"You' re still thinking about it? Really? For fuck's shake Lizzy, come visit and stay the whole month if you like!"
"What about your September exams?"
"I have passed all classes in June, nothing left for September, I'll be free as a bird. Furthermore, Manos promised to sell his old car, and Mom agreed to buy it for me. In late July, I will have a car! Ok, it's old, a 1971 Opel Rekord C Limousine, but he's a mechanic, and car was properly maintained all these years. Not only that, but he also tuned it to death! I shit you not; she has a whopping horsepower of 334,7 PS, three times her original of 106! Okay, so it's not exactly what you'd call an economy car, but who cares? It's not that I have to use it daily or need to drive to Campus."
"Haha," she laughed. "I love how you talk about it like she's your girlfriend and that you know its horsepower down to the decimal point!"
"Well, in a manner she is, and I didn't have many of them since Rita and I broke up... Ditch that, no breakup talking!"
"I don't mind. I wish that he could find a more convenient time to dump my ass, thought. Anyway, screw him, life goes on."
"Attagirl!"
"So, I'm stopping at my current job, let's see... what day is July 28th?"
"How the hell should I know? I'm not a walking calendar. Probably Friday, though."
"Why?"
"Because, duh, you don't work on Saturdays, so your last workday most probably would be Friday."
"Ok, it's settled then!"
"Alright, Maria-Elizabeth," I said, using her full name, "I promise, I'll do everything I can to make sure you have the time of your life!"
"You know what, Johnny boy?" she teased, using my second name—which was actually my first, since I was baptized John-Constantine. "I believe you!"
Back then, finding info about a particular date in a hurry was no easy feat—the mobile era was yet to come! Anyway, as we found out, July 28th was indeed on a Friday. Since that day would be her last, she could get off earlier. She promised to have her things packed the day before, so she could travel right after work. Mom would send the car on the same ferry, so Liz could leave all her baggage inside; since she planned to stay for the whole month, she would have plenty to carry.
At last, the day we had both been eagerly awaiting finally arrived. I was at the Heraklion port by 05:30, excited to welcome my cousin and my car. Manos had kindly taken the car to the port, and my mom had accompanied Liz with her luggage. As the ferry docked, Liz disembarked carrying only her purse and one bag; the rest of her luggage was in the car. We exchanged a light kiss and waited patiently for the other cars to disembark. I didn't want to be stuck alone deep in the ferry's hold, waiting for the cars parked in front of mine to exit.
"So, Lizzy, how was your trip?"
"Pretty decent considering I slept on a chair. It wasn't particularly comfy."
"Why didn't you get a cabin?"
"I don't have any longer a student pass like you do."
"Guess I'm that used having a student discount that I forgot how expensive this shit is!"
"Anyway, if you don't mind, I really need a shower and crush on a real bed, so, if you made plans for this morning, kiss them goodbye."
"No problem. I planned to take you for a swim, but we could always go tomorrow."
"Attaboy!"
"So, no coffee?"
"I'd kill for a coffee, but I won't be able to sleep afterwards, so no!"
"Well, I need one!"
"And who is stopping you from getting one, dumdum?"
"Ok, we'll make a brief detour to Lions square to get one. Actually, are you hungry? 'Everest' makes a pizza to kill for."
"Sure, why not? But no coffee for me, if you get me a coffee I will drink it, and I won't be able to sleep. I didn't sleep well, I'm cranky, and yesterday was the last day of my period, so..."
"Okay, no coffee for you and not going for swim tomorrow..."
"Why the hell not?"
"You said you have your period!"
"Did you fall and hit your head? I said that yesterday was my last day, and even if it weren't, I brought my tampons, you moron!"
"Fuck you. I woke at five o clock; I've slept three hours!"
"Got out for a drink with some girl and forget to return, lover boy?"
"Yeah, I wish! I couldn't fall to sleep from the excitement!"
"Aww... who's a good boy?" told me like talking to a dog
"Screw you!" I replied and we both burst into laughter. "Ok, I'm going in to get the car, I think most people disembarked!"
I showed my ID and descended into the depths of the second basement of the garage, deep inside the ferry's hold, where my car was stashed. This was a beast of a car, parking it downtown would be like trying to park a ship in a bathtub, unless it's the dead of the night or early morning. Luckily, my place had plenty of space, so parking at home was a non-issue, and I didn't need to drive to class anyway. After disembarking, Liz hopped in, and off we went to Lions Square. It was still early, around 06:30, so I managed to snag a parking spot. We grabbed a slice of pizza each, and true to her word, she just got a soda with her pizza, while I treated myself to an iced coffee. Twenty minutes or so later, we finally docked back home, and I unloaded her baggage.
Usually, I slept on the left-hand bed, not wanting to have the door in front of my eyes, nor the light from the skylight above. I asked her if she wanted to trade, by she told me that there was no need to take my bed. I went to close the curtains, to dim the light entering the apartment, so she could sleep. I let her unpack her things, the wardrobe was spacious, and after she finished unpacking, she went to take a quick shower. I didn't try to peep, for some reason I suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable doing that, so I just sat in the living room and drank my coffee waiting for her to finish.
After she finished showering, we sat and enjoyed our pizzas. I let her drift off to sleep while I headed to the supermarket for groceries. The campus eatery is open year-round and surprisingly affordable, even for non-students, so my shopping trip was more of an excuse to take my new car for a spin. Once I had everything, I took the National Highway towards Agios Nikolaos, pushing it as far as the airport before turning back. Thanks to Manos' tuning, the car was a rocket for its size—I topped out at just over 170 km/h, , which at the times was thrilling.
