There Must Be A Mistake Ch. 20

"I get paid to take care of you."

"You and I both know you do more than take care of me. Have you decided where you going on vacation?"

"Yes, I'm going home. I have a ranch in Montana with cattle and buffalo. My mother and father live there and watch over the place for me, while I am working. It is beautiful country, and I get up there as often as I can."

"It sounds wonderful. Say hello to your parents for me."

"I will. Enjoy yourself with your new Miss."

"You do realize you were right again. You said it would happen soon, and it did. I didn't realize I would fall in love the first time I saw a girl my own age. I don't think Zoie did either. She is so beautiful."

"You will always see her the way you saw her that first moment. In your eyes she will never change."

"I couldn't ask for anything more in life than that Monty. Her face is hypnotizing."

"I could tell by the way you looked at her that you were meant for each other."

"I think we should pay for these things and get back home. I don't know how long my father can keep my mother busy in his weakened condition."

"Janice may have to interrupt them. He is overdue for his medication."

"My mother will not be happy."

"Your mother will not be happy if your father has a relapse."

"Someone told me love is a double-edged sword."

"Love is also deaf, dumb, and blind. You won't listen to your friends if they tell you the woman you love is the worst thing in the world for you. You will speak no evil of her, and the man or woman could be as ugly as a hog, and you will still think that person is the most beautiful person on the planet, because you are in love."

"I guess if I could come up with a product, and patent it, I would be a very wealthy man."

"You would be wealthier than Croesus. You would stop all wars, and cause the greatest famine known to man. No one would want to work. They would want to make love all day and all night long. More children would be born than the planet could sustain. As you said, 'Love is a double-edged sword."

"Oh well, there goes another great idea shot down the drain."

"It's a great idea, but there are consequences that have to be taken into account."

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Gordon walked in the front door, surveyed the area, and carefully headed into the kitchen. Janice was just finishing putting her father's medication together. He asked her if she had seen his mother prowling around.

She laughed. "No, your mother is taking a shower. I don't think there's anything you could do to get her upset for a long time."

"I guess I'm going to have to learn how to do that."

"The best way is to read good books. Don't read the smutty novels; do what Mister and Mrs. Schneider did before they got married."

"What did they do?"

"That would be telling tales out of school. You will have to ask them."

"Why do I have the feeling I will get murdered if I asked them what they did intellectually, before they got married?"

"I want to quote a very great man, and one of our greatest presidents: There is nothing to fear, but fear itself."

"Zoie told me they live in the penthouse on the twenty-eighth floor of a building. I have a feeling if I asked Mister or Mrs. Schneider that question I would go down to the first floor without the use of an elevator."

"Zoie would be very unhappy with her parents if they did something that to you."

"I would be very unhappy with them if they did that to me. I would still be splattered all around the ground floor."

"It would be a once-in-a-lifetime experience."

"Yes, but it would be the end of my lifetime."

"You have a choice to make: Is it, or isn't it worth the chance? If you don't come back from Charleston, I'll say a prayer for you."

"Gee whiz Janice, that's mighty nice of you."

"I thought so. I don't do that for everyone."

"I want to use my mother's favorite expression at this point. ' I'm beginning to think I don't like you.' As a matter fact I'm almost sure of it."

Janice laughed. "Gordon, you have to go with your gut. If you want to know something about Zoie's parent's romance, you ask. They knew, before they walked into the house, that you two were similar to them. It was something you said to Zoie when you first saw her. They were worried that you would do the same thing they did when they were your age.

Then you went out, and did it. Your mom and dad didn't scream. Mister Schneider screamed for a moment and Mrs. Schneider cried. How much better reaction could you expect from two sets of parents, when two 16-year-old children tell them they want to get married?

If I were you, I would ask both of them as you were sitting down to dinner. Just make sure there are no steak knives on the table."

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"You bought bathing suits without me?"

"You said we were leaving in two minutes. Even using the women's two minutes rule as a model, we knew you were taking too long.

Monty, Janet, and I were standing by the front door. The engine was running. We didn't want to waste fuel and send excess emissions into the atmosphere. We decided you found something better to do, so we left without you."

"Your father has trained you too well. You use logic as a way around the truth. It's not fair."

"Monty picked out three very nice bathing suits, three shirts, and a pair of flip-flops for me. It took us twenty minutes. I like shopping with Monty, she is very efficient."

"I don't want to hear that young man. The next time I say the word shopping, I'm going to have a handcuff on your ankle, and the other one around mine. I will not be deprived of the pleasure of taking you shopping."

"I have an idea mom. When we get to our new planet, why don't you open the first shopping mall? It's sure to be a success, because you will have a monopoly on the sixty-nine other people living there."

"You are not too old to be spanked young man."

"I'm going to have to ask dad about that, because I hear him spanking you a lot."

"You will not ask your father about that, not once, not ever."

"Mom, Janice said I should speak to the Schneider's about their younger days, before they got married. I think it's only fair I ask you about your younger days."

Janice said, "I'm out of here."

After a moment she said, "Okay, let's go into your father's den, where we can have a little privacy."

"Really, do you mean it?"

"Do you really want to know how promiscuous I was?"

"What I really want to know is why?"

"Then we better sit down and talk."

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96. Confessions of a Misspent Youth

"Okay Gordon, you wanted to know why I was promiscuous as a young girl, and why I got pregnant with you during my first year of college. I will not excuse my own culpability, because I was as much at fault as the man who taught me about sex.

At first, I was angry with him, when I was able to think about it. Then I became angry with myself, and used men to punish myself. Finally, I became resigned to the fact that I loved sex in every form, and continued having sex, as often as possible, for my own pleasure. It stopped the day I found out I was pregnant with you, because I knew I had to change. You saved my life. If I had continued down that self-destructive road, God only knows what diseases I would've caught and died from."

I went home, and my parents took me in. They blamed themselves for my wayward behavior. It took me a long time to convince them it was not their fault. I never told my father it was his brother who introduced me to sex.

You could call it rape, but it wasn't. I was an innocent. I was extremely naïve, and curious. I attended an all-girls Catholic School, and sex was never discussed. I had no idea what was happening to my body when my periods started. I thought I was dying, because I was bleeding so much. My mother told me it was a normal part of a growing up, but never went any further than that. Soon afterwards, my breasts started poking out my chest, and she bought me my first bra.

My dad was a very successful businessman. He traveled all over the world, and sometimes my mother went with him. I stayed with my uncle and aunt.

My uncle was not a successful man, but my father always took care of him. He never wanted for anything. He lived in a nice house, drove nice cars, and had money in the bank. My uncle idolized my father, and did everything my father asked him to do. He demanded that I stay at his home when they would go out of town. It was the least he could do to show his appreciation.

My aunt loved to sew. She spent countless hours in her sewing room. She was so good local stores carried her handmade dresses and other designs.

While she was busy, I was with my uncle in his den. We would watch television, or a movie. His hands would rub all over my body.

I felt loved. It felt good, and I didn't stop him.

Soon, I was sitting on his lap and his hands were rubbing up and down my thighs and chest.

He was wearing shorts and told me to rub his thighs, just like he was rubbing mine.

I did.

One night I felt this thing under his shorts and asked him what it was. He told me it was called many things, but it was what made him different from me.

My parents never talked to me about the birds and bees. I was so very naïve in the areas of sex, and gender I asked him why we were different.

"You are a girl, and I am a boy."

"Why does that make us different? We are both human."

"Jennifer, you are very young, are you sure you want to know?"

I huffed. "I am thirteen years old. My period has begun, so I am a woman. I want to know what makes us different."

"Alright, but you can never tell your aunt, or your parents what we are about to do. They could send me to jail, and your father would never talk to me again."

"I promise. I want to know what makes us different."

"You may be embarrassed by what I'm going to tell you to do."

"Uncle Mack, tell me what to do and I will do it."

"Stand up, and take your panties off."

Although I was shocked to my core, I could not show it. I wanted adult knowledge, and now I had to pay the piper. I stood up and reached under my dress, and took my panties off.

"Now what do I do Uncle Mack?"

He stood up, and took off his shorts and underwear. I think my jaw hit the floor. It was the first time I had seen a penis, and it was fully enlarged.

"Reach between your legs Jennifer and tell me what you feel."

"I feel the place I bleed from between two lips."

"Do you know what that's called?"

"Yes, it's called my vagina."

"Good, now take your hand, reach out, and hold what I have in front of me."

I reached out and took his penis in my hand. I held part of the helmet and part of the rod at the same time. The helmet was soft but the rod was stiff.

"Uncle Mack what is this called?"

"It is called a penis, and many other things. However, it is what makes me different from you. This is the part of me that goes into your vagina, and if everything goes right, a baby is made. This is the reason God created a man, and woman."

"They talk about God creating a man and a woman in religion class. They never talk about the penis and vagina part at all."

"It's because the church does not want you to think about sex, until you get married. It is an unrealistic point of view in this day and age. It's been unrealistic since the day Jesus was born. Men and women are not supposed to be tied to only one man, or one woman. They are made to enjoy their bodies, even after they get married. They are allowed to play with as many partners as they like."

"Was it that way when Jesus was born?"

"Yes, when Jesus was born it was quite common for a man to have three or four wives, and as many fourteen or more children."

"Why is your penis so hard? It looks uncomfortable. Is it always that way?"

"No, it only gets hard when I'm excited."

"What are you excited about now?"

"I am standing in front of a beautiful young woman who has no panties on. I would love to touch her, and I would love her to touch me. That's why I'm excited."

"Would you show me how?"

"I will show you everything you would like to know, as long as you remember you can't tell anyone what we are doing.

"I promise, I'll never say a word."

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That evening was the beginning of my sexual awakening, and the downfall of my morality. My uncle Mack took my cherry with his finger that night. He kissed me while he did it, so when I screamed I didn't make a sound. He told me it was better this way so when he made love to me it wouldn't hurt. I didn't even know what making love meant.

Two years later, my father made him a vice president in a corporation he owned in Washington State. By that time, I was my uncle's whore. I knew more about sex than women twice my age. I cried when he left. My parents thought it was cute.

I became angry with him. I almost told my dad what he had done to me. I didn't because I loved my him. My uncle Mack left me behind for a job. It was the best thing for him and my aunt. So instead of being angry with him, I became angry at myself for being so ignorant.

I began using men to punish myself for being so stupid. I thought he would stay with me forever. I got a reputation with the boys, when I entered high school. It wasn't a good one.

I stopped screwing around indiscriminately, when I was a junior in high school. I became very selective, and my grades went up. I had sex, but when I did, it was for my pleasure. I liked sex I liked it a lot.

Then I went to college, and that was a big mistake. I had myself under control, until I got there. The dorms were coed. Boys and girls were screwing in the hallways. You had to step over them to get to your dorm room. When my roommate and I went to take a shower, we had to stand guard for each other. If we didn't, anyone could walk in and join you.

After a few weeks in that atmosphere, I couldn't take it anymore. My libido kicked in, and I joined in the partying. It was seven days and nights of fucking, nonstop. I rarely went to class.

Then I met your father, and I fell head over heels in love. He was twenty-five years old, and he was gorgeous. I thought he was in love with me. I was sure of it. We became an item, and we were monogamous. I would have bet my life we would get married sooner or later, until the day I told him I was pregnant with you. He shocked me when he said he wanted nothing to do with you or me. He left, and I never saw him again. I was crushed.

I went home to my parents, and I didn't have sex again, until the day I married Even. It was a little bit more than four years, and it was all because of you. You saved my life Gordon. You were the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for being my son."

"Thank you for being my mom. I love you more than anything I can say, or do."

"Did I answer everything you wanted to know?"

"I'd like to know one more thing if you don't mind mom?"

"No I am not going to answer that question, because you will get into trouble. As I said in the beginning of this sordid tale, it was as much my fault as it was his."

"It's not true and you know it. You were thirteen years old. You were a baby and he took advantage of you. I'll put him in the ships nuclear compartment and roast him alive. When we extend it into space, what's left of him will be freeze-dried for eternity."

"It was nearly 17 years ago Gordon. My life has changed for the better since then. I got you, and then I got your father. God has given me two gifts I didn't deserve. Please let it be; if I can live with my past, you can live with it too."

"Do you see how strong your mother is Gordon?"

Jennifer yelled, "What are you doing out of bed?"

"My nurse said it was time for me to get my lazy ass out of bed, and start walking. I am following her direct orders."

"Hannah does he have your permission to walk?"

"If he didn't, he would have my needle up his ass."

"It wouldn't be the first thing you masochists have shoved up there."

"Be careful what you wish for Doctor Luck, I'm only one step behind you."

"How long is he supposed to be out of bed Hannah?"

"He is allowed to be out of bed six times a day, between five and ten minutes each time. We have to start increasing his muscle tone, and stamina."

"How soon do I get to eat real food?"

"It all depends on what you consider real food Doctor. If you are thinking about meat, that is about six months away. You will begin eating fish next week. Soft vegetables and cooked fruit will also be on the menu in very small amounts. The dietitian will start earning her money now. She will be watching you like a hawk. Your stomach has not had to digest anything in almost 6 months. There is a lot less of it, and you're missing your duodenum. It will be a very slow process to bring you back to normal."

The telephone rang, and I heard Jennifer say, "Okay were on our way."

I looked expectantly at her.

"Your granddaughter is on her way."

"Tell Delicious I'm sorry I can't be there for her. Kiss the baby for me, and congratulate Gray on the birth of his daughter."

"I will, and if you do anything stupid while I'm gone, I will use Hannah's needle on you."

"Thank you for that image dear, I think I'll behave."

"That's my good boy."

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Hannah said, "Congratulations Doctor, do they have a name for the baby yet?"

"Thank you Hannah, yes they have; they are naming her Teddy."

"That's a very powerful name; do you know what it means?"

"I have no idea."

"In French, English, and Greek it means 'Wealthy, and Prosperous. They also love to travel. They have a powerful inner force, and others are drawn to them. They take on seemingly impossible tasks and complete them. They demand discipline of themselves and of those around them.

They have one huge flaw. They are quick tempered and are easy to anger. You run for the hills when they are not happy."

I dropped my head and said a prayer. "Please dear God, don't let them kill each other. They are three peas in a pod. My sister, my daughter, and my granddaughter; they could upset the balance of heaven and earth."

My sister popped into my head. "That wasn't funny Even."

"I thought you weren't talking to me."

"Why wasn't I talking to you?"

"Is your brain out to lunch? You were angry with me. Please don't talk to me right now, I have more on my plate than I can handle."

"She never gives you more than you can handle Even. You should know that by now. She tested you twice, and you were not found wanting. You have work to do. You will not be allowed to rest, until you have completed your tasks. You don't have to be at work to work. You can still use your brain to conquer the problems you face. You know what the problems are fix them. If you are not in space within fifteen months, your project will fail."

"We have too much work to do. It's not possible to do it all in fifteen months. We need twenty months at a minimum to complete the work ahead of us."

"I was told fifteen months. You have been given until Christmas day of next year to begin your travels. After that your project will fail."

"Please God we need more time."

God did not answer my direct call to Her; neither did my irascible sister.

"Hannah, I need a telephone please."

"First you are going back to bed Doctor."

I knew better than to argue with Hannah, and her lethal weapon.

I crawled back into bed, and was grateful she insisted I be there. I was exhausted. She took my vitals, and looked at me.

"Doctor, your numbers are all wrong. They are all over the place, what happened?"

"I had a flashback, and I got very upset. I'll be okay in a little while."