-------------Saturday May 21
"Is everything ready for our party?" Rindi asked me as I took another tray of finger foods up to the ballroom over the garage.
"I think so," I replied. I had set up several folding tables and had brought up fourteen plastic chairs for the guests to sit on. I had twenty bottles of plum wine in ice chests, chilling. I had fixed smoked chicken breasts, smoked trout, deviled eggs, and plates of various sandwiches. Fruit trays and veggie trays, and some other finger foods were also on the tables. I turned on my retro stereo system and found several dance cds that I put into the six cd slots and cued them up, to play continuously, not loud, but softly playing in the background.
After walking back downstairs, I made a sign using black Sharpee markers, Welcome, please come upstairs and an arrow pointing to the stairs. I made a second sign and put them both outside of the garage on either end. I had moved both vehicles, Atlas and Gray, over to Phyl and Sheila's driveway earlier, allowing more space for our guests. With all four garage doors open, the empty space looked huge.
I went back upstairs and waited for our guests to arrive. I poured fourteen glasses of wine and set one on the table in front of each place setting.
Phyl and Sheila were the first to arrive and after we had said hello and hugged each other, they sat down and we talked while waiting for the rest of our friends to arrive.
Candy and Sue, with Sammy driving them were next, they had car pulled from Pirates Cove, after the girls had made sure there were plenty of pizza crusts for that days expected customers. We greeted each of them and they sat down.
Sierra with Marie were next, since it was Saturday and Sierra didn't have any students learning to dance, she had locked her ballroom and drove to our place, with her aunt. "This is a really nice dance floor, and the view of the lake is wonderful," Sierra complimented me.
Louise from the bank was next with her husband John. Eric and his wife Valerie also from the bank, arrived closely behind them, following them up the stairs.
Eric and Valerie were very impressed with the view of the lake and the ballroom itself.
Abess Andrews arrived next and she also complimented me on the view of the lake from the ballroom.
"Please everyone, grab a plate and start eating if you would like," I announced.
After our guests had all filled their plates, Rindi and I each got our own plates and everyone sat and began eating. I had arranged the chairs and tables in a horseshoe design so every guest was facing the lake and we could all see each others faces.
"This smoked fish is simply incredible," Sammy complimented me, "I've never had such sweet and moist smoked fish before."
"It's a low salt recipe, I learned it after my dad died from a heart attack," I told her, "Ten pounds of trout fillets with bones removed, a cup of honey, a gallon of water, one cup salt, one hour soak time, two hours drying time, then twelve to fourteen hours in the smoker, depending on the thickness of the fish."
Angie (Abess Andrews) said, "All this food is just incredibly tasty, you can cook for me any time, you wouldn't want a job cooking at the school by any chance?" She teased, "You can even wear your nerd clothes and tiger glasses."
Everyone laughed at her comment and I told her, "While I appreciate the offer, it's all I can do keeping up with Rindi's appetite here at home." I wasn't referring to food either but the Abess didn't know that.
It did get me a punch in the arm from Rindi as she blushed, turned red and let me know she didn't appreciate my humor.
I whispered in her ear, "I wasn't talking about food."
She blushed even redder and punched me even harder, while giggling the whole time.
After everyone had eaten their fill of the delicacies that I had prepared and we each had a second glass of wine, we tossed the paper plates and cups into a garbage bag and I folded up the tables.
John and Louise bagan dancing, so did Eric and Valerie. Phyl and Sheila danced together. I took turns dancing with all the single ladies. Sometimes the ladies danced alone, sometimes with me and sometimes with each other.
A couple hours later, we had enough dancing and I offered the guests a tour of the house. We went downstairs from the garage into the rec room. The ninety inch tv and theater chairs were cause for comments. The pool table and game room received compliments. Each bedroom with the large windows with the view of the lake and the mirrors didn't go unremarked either. The last room was the master bedroom and bathroom, the six person jacuzzi and five shower heads in the bathtub were met with laughter. The only room we didn't see, was the rumpus room.
After saying our good byes, Abess Andrews left along with our friends from the bank, I led the ladies and my brother-in-law, into the rec room and pushed the button by the tv screen, opening the hidden electric door to the rumpus room.
Sammy, Candy, Sierra, Marie, and Su all had to check out the sex swing, each of them taking turns sitting down and making it swing back and forth.
"This house is just so big, who gets to clean it?" Marie asked.
"We are thinking of hiring two cute college girls to move in as live in maids, rent free in exchange for helping us keep the place tidy," I told her.
Candy and Su volunteered and asked us if they could live with us after graduation and of course we immediately agreed, as that was my intention.
Everyone left shortly after that. Rindi and I got undressed and went to bed. Tired from the day and the work the party had required, I didn't have the energy to have sex and just fell asleep snuggling my cute little naked fiancee.
We made up for it the next morning and then some, as Rindi wouldn't let me leave the bed for quite some time. Her velvety soft female vice, gripping my erection, causing the juices to flow out from both of us.
--------June 4
There are the usual advertising circulars in the mail, I don't get bills in the mailbox since all my accounts are set up with auto pay through my debit card. There is a letter for Rindi Conner, Pirates Cove is the return address. One card addressed to me from Candy and another from Su, inviting us to graduation Friday June 7th. After tossing all the ads in the recycling bin, I retrieved one that had a phone number to place business ads. Walking into the new house that Rindi and I share now, I am feeling good about life in general.
Rindi was in the rec room practicing pool shots, she would place four balls in a row from just a couple inches from the side pocket to about eight inches towards the center of the table. This was a shot I had shown her. The idea was the ball closest to the right side middle pocket would drop in there, the outside ball would travel to the left side middle pocket, the middle ball on the right would go to the right hand lower corner pocket, the remaining ball would bank from the far rail and return past the side pocket and drop in the corner on the same right side as the other two had done. Over the last three years this shot had impressed many in the local taverns when I was playing tournaments.
Handing Rindi the letter from Pirates Cove she set her pool cue in the special cue stick storage rack, shaped like a V that holds six cue sticks, three on each side. I think it resembles a womans sex organs but everything shaped like a V reminds me of pussy.
Rindi opened the letter and it's her monthly check from pizza sales, 24,000 dollars even. Jack had included the profits and shown the expenses as he did each month.
"Want to come with me to the bank, Uncle Roy?" Rindi asked me. We can go eat dinner afterwards at Pirates Cove.
"Sure," I answered, "Are you driving, or am I playing chauffeur, to your highness today?"
Rindi had nicknamed her new Escape, Atlas, since the paint job was called Atlas Blue. The paint on my Escape is Carbonized Gray Metallic, so she calls mine Gray.
"Let's take Atlas but you can drive," She told me.
We had recently had a house warming party, in our new home. We had invited a few of our friends to see the new place and many had brought bottles of my favorite plum wine. It's a cheap brand but very tasty. We had invited Candy and Su to move in with us, which they had immediately both agreed and we were still waiting for them both to actually move in, they each had started bringing some personal items but hadn't started sleeping here yet. They wanted to wait until after graduation, before actually moving from their parents homes.
We walked from the rec room to the garage, I am wearing my usual blue jeans and white t-shirt. Rindi is in shorts and a light blue crop top shirt that almost matches the suv in color. We leave the car keys hanging up inside the house on a special hook, the cars both have tracking devices for locating if ever stolen, they both also have keyless entry number pads and the sound systems are hooked to our phones with bluetooth for hands free calling.
After taking her key from the hook, I use my phone and speaking into it I say, "Atlas garage door, open." After backing out of the four car garage, I say, "Atlas garage door, close."
Rindi giggled and looked at me as I drove down the driveway towards the other side of my lake. "What did people do before cell phones?" She asked.
"Phyl and Sheila have clickers for their garage doors, before that, most garages had to be opened by hand," I answered.
Sheila waved to us as we neared the split in the driveway leading to her house, my old one. I stopped when she walked towards us and made a stopping motion with her hands, she had been planting flowers. Every spring the local Fred Meyer has something called Fuchsia days and she and Rindi had gone and gotten hundreds of flower bulbs.
"What's up sis, I asked her, after I pushed the automatic button that allows the window to go down with just one push.
"I just got done planting the last of the flower bulbs from the other day," Sheila said, "Where are you two lovebirds heading now?"
"We are going to the bank then my cute little niece is taking me to some fancy restaurant where I can eat a really tasty meal featuring a roast parrot with orange sauce," I informed my sister.
"If you can wait a few minutes, Phyl and I would love to ride along," Sheila said, "I was so busy planting flowers I didn't notice the time and hadn't even thought about dinner yet."
I turned Atlas off and rolled down the windows, the back ones only roll down about two thirds of the way, apparently it's a safety feature, so kids don't fly out of the car when it's moving or something.
