The secret of change is to focus all of energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new. – SocratesReese climbed into the hotel bed next to Helen and pulled her in close to his side. Keeping his arm around her, he kissed the top of her head. It was late at night, and he had just finished up with the meeting at Medford Crossing. He had been glad to see Darby and she helped calm several other patrons.But now, he wasn’t thinking about Medford Crossing. He was thinking about the woman that was laying in the hotel bed. With Helen having gone back to work today, the kids back in school and Jolene doing better, it was time to go home.“Baby, we need to talk.” Her shoulders slumped as she feared what was coming. “I want you to move in with me.”This was not what she was expecting and looked up at him in surprise. “What about JD?”She rolled over and sat up. He sat up also and leaned against the plush velvet headboard. “He can move into the guest room in Mary’s house. He’d be in
Aging is an extraordinary process whereby you become the person you always should have been. – David Bowie“God, you are fucking drenched.” Reese could feel himself straining against the pajama pants he was wearing. As he took a deep breath, drawing in the sweet scent of her, he pushed the material down his legs. “Fuck, baby.”Now that they were both naked, he settled between her legs where he planned to stay for a while. The plan had been to build up her want and need until she was desperate for release. With just a little nipple play and some dirty talk, she was already squirming.With a hand on each leg, he spread her open wide. To say that he was surprised that she was waxed was an understatement. But all she had was a small well-trimmed heart just above her slit.“What did we do down here?” he asked kissing the heart.“I read that men like it like that.”“A bare pussy.” Reese slid his tongue along the outside of her lips and then back up the other side. “Say it.”“My bare pussy i
She is delightfully chaotic; a beautiful mess. Loving her is a splendid adventure. – Steve MaraboliIt did not take long to pack up the small apartment. The majority of everything was going into storage. Pictures, nick knacks, clothes and other personal items went to the houses. A moving company was hired for everything else, and it was stored away in an indoor climate-controlled storage facility. Reese and JD were carrying boxes into his new room. It had a queen size four poster bed with matching bedside tables and a highboy dresser. There was a full bath with walk-in closet accessible from both the bathroom and bedroom. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall opposite the bed.Reese sat the box he carried onto the bed. Waiting until the teen was in the room, he walked over and closed the door. JD looked at him with a cocked eyebrow and smirk. “We’re going to have that talk now.” Reese crossed the room and sat in the armchair in the far corner. JD sat on the edge of the bed facing
Don’t take revenge. Let karma do all the work. – Lisa MorfittSunday dinner was being held in the hospital cafeteria for the foreseeable future. An invitation had been extended to all of Reese’s sisters, but so far only Michelle had joined them. Today Bunny was craving pepperoni pizza with heavy sauce and extra cheese. This simplified everything since Helen and JD had moved just yesterday.They were sitting around waiting for the pizza delivery, when Jolene got Reese’s attention.“What do you need, Princess?” He asked as he sat in the chair with his arm around Helen. Reese wore a tight Dean’s List t-shirt that clung to his muscles. Jolene smiled at him as she adjusted her loose skirt covering her legs. “I was told to ask about Perkins Place.” She said hoarsely.Dean sat up and clapped her hands excitedly. “Oh! I love this story!”Reese shook his head as he grinned at his niece. “There’s no special effects in this movie.”“No, just sweet revenge.”Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to Helen
A strong woman won’t go back to the person who broke her heart because she understands that she can’t get happiness from the same place she lost it. – Rayi NoormegaTuesday morning Bunny walked into Jolene’s hospital room with a small backpack in one hand and her work bag in the other. She wore a hunter green sweater dress and burgundy leggings. Her knee-high dark brown boots matched the decorative buttons on her dress almost perfectly. There was a slight baby bump that was showing.Jolene smiled at her from her hospital bed. Daphne had brought her several day dresses and sun dresses that made it easier for her. Today’s dress was long, black and had skeletons dancing around the bottom. It did not take her long to get rid of the pinks and pastels that Hank preferred. Now she wore the darker colors with a goth vibe that she liked.“You’re not in high school anymore.” Hank would tell her. “It’s time to dress like an adult.”When she had said something to Neo about it, he simply laughed.
If you want to be the best, you have to do the things that other people aren’t willing to do. – Michael PhelpsThe second Saturday in December, Edison High School hosted a swim and dive competition. Afterwards, Dean stood huddled against JD as he held a large towel wrapped around them both. Although the natatorium was warm and the pool heated, their wet skin was still cold. JD’s coach gave him a warning look and he simply grinned back at her.Where Helen and Reese sat, they both laughed.“I don’t think they ever went on their date.” Helen mused.“I think you’re right.” Reese agreed. “He didn’t want to leave Jolene.”“We should tell them to go over break.”“I’m pretty sure that they will.” He stood up and helped her to stand in the bleacher styles seating area. With a hand at her lower back, they walked down the stairs and then over to the small gate leading to the pool area.Helen walked down the short staircase and she gave them both a quick hug. “I’m proud of you both.” “Thanks, mo
Toxic families are allergic to the truth so much so that they would rather support an obvious lie or protect an overtly bad person over supporting the scapegoat. – Dr. Sherrie CampbellJolene was in the physical therapy room, her guards sat in the corner trying to blend into the background. Physical therapy was mild, small movements just to keep her muscles from atrophying. However, at the end of the session, she was always exhausted.Moving stiff muscles to recover from trauma was difficult. Being reminded of the trauma made it worse. Add in the fact that this happened at the hands of a man who she thought loved her, and it became even harder.And today was her first anniversary.This morning she made her first entry into her journal that Jolene had given her. It was a short entry with only a few sentences. A year ago today, I married my husband, my world, the man that I loved. He became my abuser, my hell and the man that I now hate.After that short entry, she stared at the page t
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. – Emily BronteDean wore a dress.She did wear them from to time. But she always felt more comfortable in her jeans and tennis shoes. For special occasions she would wear a dress. Usually, a long sundress and flip flops. But not for tonight’s date. Tonight, she wore a dress.JD stood in the kitchen watching her walk down the hall towards him. His mouth was dry, his eyes wide and his dick was reminding him how long it had been since he’d been with a girl. Around the time that Ty got hurt in October. Shelly. The blonde had a thing for the swim team. She was the reason why Craig’s girlfriend did not trust him.And with good reason. Kimberly was a good girl, Shelly was not. And Craig had no self-control over his dick.Craig and his women trouble was the farthest thing from his mind. His mind was on the young woman walking towards him. She wore a dark pink dress that was skintight and showed off her curves. It was shorter than wha