I have a lot of new story ideas, as well as needing to do more or finish existing ones. Here's one of the new ones, which I conceived of some while back, but never got a good start on. Don't worry about my older ones...I am writing on them as well, but I have to try and write as my inspiration and life permits.
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Henry Tunnel was trying his best to stay asleep, but there was this occasional pounding that went away...kinda like having a hangover, though he was pretty sure he hadn't been drinking. It stopped, and he was starting to get comfortable again, going back to sleep, when the buzzing started back. He finally sat up, hearing nothing, Then he heard the pounding again...someone was knocking on the door. "Shit" He muttered to himself as he stumbled out of the room and down the stairs. He wasn't sure why he was ticked off, over being awakened or that someone was at the door...he hated both. The doorbell rung yet again, multiple times, and he also heard a voice shouting on the other side. He reached the door and looked out of the peephole. It was a woman, he wasn't sure who at first, but decided to open the door anyway. Probably a bible saleslady. He grinned as he opened the door and saw his younger sister standing there, with what looked like a carry bag in her hand.
"God dammit Hank, you fucker, don't you answer your own door? I've been here pounding for like 15 minutes?" Amanda Tunnel shouted at her brother. Her shouting was the final straw and the baby she had in the carrier started to cry as it awoke. "Oh Jesus, she's awake...thanks!" She fumed at him, looking like she was on the edge of tears. Henry submerged his normal rejoinders and tried to be a descent brother...a rare event.
"I'm sorry Amanda." He said, and then had a thought. "Why are you here?" he asked her, having no clue why she would be at his doorstep.
"You don't know? Penny didn't clear it with you first? Oh great! I was suppose to stay here!" She blasted out as she cried openly now.
"Stay here? Penny told you could stay here? I just talked to her last night before she went to bed." He explained.
"Mom threw me out of the house last night...well, she was nice enough to let me pack and move out today, but I called Penny on her cell and she said I can stay here. Or do I need to go climb back into the cab and try and bunk up at one of my old friend's apartment?" She asked loudly, trying to be heard over the babies wailing. Henry didn't know what his wife, Penny had told his sister, but he knew her old friends...half of them were drug users or dealers and the other half would probably sell the baby to pay the rent.
"No, you can stay; I just didn't know is all." He said as he opened the door to let her in. "Hey, where are your bags?" he asked expecting them near by. She pointed out to the cab.
"Out there, the asshole refused to unload them for me unless I paid him first. Speaking of which...can you, I don't have but maybe twenty dollars total on me?" She begged him, and he grinned.
"Sure, let me get my wallet, he ran up stairs and was back down in seconds and running out of the door. He quickly grabbed the five bags his sister had in the cab and paid him his fee, whish was over a hundred dollars. When he held out his hand again for a tip, Henry gave him two dollars. "Next time you might get a better tip if you're not such an ass." He said as he walked away from the car. The cabbie made an impossible statement about his mother. "Yeah it's probably true then...fucker." He shouted back over his shoulder as he reached the doorway and looked back, giving the guy the finger. The cabbie revved his engine and peeled out of the cul-de-sac in which he lived. When he got inside he noticed his sister changing her daughter's diaper.
"Hey sis, which bags can go up stairs?" he asked, wanting to get them out of the way down stairs. She pointed to the three biggest one.
"The others are for the baby and I might need them." She told him and went back to her changing duty. He hurriedly took the bags up stairs to the spare room. He mainly used it for storage and his computer gear when he worked from the house, which was all the time. So he removed both laptops, and several other items from the room. He started back down stairs about ten minutes later. As he reached the foot of the stairs he heard quiet, not crying and looked up to see the baby was occupied. His sister had both of her breasts bared and was feeding her daughter, keeping her quiet. Henry stared in awe...he had known his sister all of his life of course, and knew that she was very pretty, though very mousy, tiny and petite. He had seen her early in the pregnancy, about the fifth month or so and saw that she had added weight and her breasts had enlarged slightly, But Henry was astounded at the girl...woman before him. Her breasts had gone from a B-cup to at least a D, maybe larger. And he could tell her nipples were very dark, with huge areola. And even as she had walked through the door he had noticed her figure had filled out, certainly no longer mousy. So it was that Amanda looked up and noticed him staring for some time. Her face turned red.
"Hank?" She asked him, not sure why he was looking at her, but guessing why...she had her breasts uncovered. She had little money when the baby came, and their mother hadn't splurged on her grandchild. So Amanda had no maternity bras and few clothes, big enough to fit her now. So when she nurse she had to unhook the two bras she did won that actually fit her. So as such, she usually went braless, least around the house. Her brother shook his head at name and shifted his eyes as he walked further into the room.
"Ummm, so what was her name again?" He asked her, honestly having forgotten from when Penny had told him a few weeks ago after Amanda had given birth. Amanda looked at him and smiled, knowing he had forgotten.
"It's Jenna, she's your niece...uncle Hank." She said teasingly, but in the most pleasant voice. Henry looked at her, knowing she was happy with the child...at least when she wasn't crying. He glanced at her still uncovered breasts. The baby hid some of them but no where near enough. Amanda glanced up at him, laughing slightly when she caught him looking again. "It's not like you've never seen breasts before Hank, even mine." She said teasingly as she looked back down at the child. She decided at that moment to turn the baby and feed her on the other nipple, giving Henry a very good look at her uncovered nipples.
"Whoa." He mumbled quietly, though she still heard him. She laughed again, just as the baby resumed suckling. "Well to be honest Amanda, there have been changes, big changes." He told her with a grin. She grinned back at him, and then shrugged.
"Ok, so...do I have to cover up a little better or can you deal with a bit of a peepshow." She asked in a casual tone, though she was being serious, not wanting to make her brother...or crash pad owner, uncomfortable.
"Oh god no sis, I'm good, just new is all. New you and also having you here with the baby is a lot. I'll be fine, just need to get used to it." He told her as he tried to find something else to do for a minute, and then picked up the TV remote and turning it on, found something to watch, keeping the sound down for the baby. He fidgeted and finally took a seat opposite his sister, but due that she was right in front of him, it was hard not to look in her direction. "Umm so why did mom throw you out." He asked suddenly.
"I'm not quite sure; she rambled off some reasons but who knows. She was too young to be a grandmother, I shouldn't have gotten pregnant, and hell...I should never have been having sex! That plus she hated the baby disturbing her beauty sleep. And it made it harder on her boyfriends when they came over...blah, blah, blah." Amanda shook her head as she told him their mother's reasons. "Pick a reason I guess." She said, looking back down at her baby.