What follows is the beginning of a story asked for by @countmein based on characters he created. I do not agree with the situations his characters are placed in, they are morally and criminally wrong. If people can’t understand that for themselves then please seek medical help before something happen and the legal established seeks it for you!
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Friday Night, 8:56 PM, Houghton Michigan**
“I can’t believe that I accused those two fellows of robbing me of that bottle of liquor, when in fact all they did was fail to pay the full price!” Aaron Swerveland, told the police officer who just reviewed the surveillance video. “But everything went fast when it actually occurred, so how was I to know that, I was mistaken.”
Well in your defense Mr. Swerveland, they did commit a misdemeanor in not paying the correct price but there was still no reason to run back to their car and peel out like they were in “Eat My Dust”.
Officer Mickmillan said that he would try to identify the pair and leave a message for them to come see him to clear up their little mistake. “There’s no need to put out an APB on them. I’m sure when they realize their mistake that they will return and make things right!”
The pair shook hands unaware that the pair in question was already driving out of Houghton!
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Friday Night, 10:05 PM, Marquette, Michigan
Steph, I understand that you have to attend the church’s children picnic, I don’t hold that against you! All I’m asking is why the children can’t be there with you?”
Stephanie laid on her side of the bed, under the lightweight duvet, with only a silk teddy on, in case her son or daughter or both of them should come into their parent’s room. Upon her stomach, her Kindle Reader powered on to the fourth chapter of the Christian mystery, “The Death Of Noah Black” by D. N. Bocek.
“Rich, you know that they both asked to go to their mutual friend’s birthday party over a month ago and we both said of course they could!” Leaning into his right side, “Wouldn’t it be hypocritical of us to say they have to go to the church picnic instead of their friend’s birthday?” Kissing Rich on the side of his right cheek, “Besides you know the kids don’t like some of the other children!”
“As always Steph, you’re right!” Rich moved so he could kiss more than just her cheek! When they were both back on the side of their bed, Rich turned off the bedside lamp and Stephanie turned off her Kindle reader and both settled in for a night’s sleep!
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Sunday Afternoon. 3:07 PM. Marquette Church Of Christ
“Fuck Ricky, why is it you drive by all the fucking churches you can find?”
“Cause cops don’t hang out around churches, you idiot!” Taking his eyes off the road long enough to continue to berate the person sitting in the passenger seat. “Besides Gerald, have you ever seen any signs of cops around neighbourhoods that have a church?”
“Now that you mention it, no!” Looking out the passenger side window into what passed as a backyard behind the church they were passing. At first it was a normal view , but then someone cause his eye and gerald cried out
“Christ, look at that, Ricky!”
Ricky, stupidly took his eyes off the road and tried to see out the passenger side window. “What, I don’t see anything but a bunch of Jesus freaks and their little snot nosed kids!”
“Stop the car and look at the brown haired girl bent over the cooler by the barbecue!”
Gerald couldn’t take his eyes off the person bend over so that her ass was predominately facing him. At first outside of her hair and covered ass, Geral couldn’t make out much about her. Then The person stood up and turned around giving Gerald a fast glimpse of what was a slight indentation of her white top. Maybe they were too far away from her to get a proper perspective on her chest, at least that was what Gerald thought. In his head “Fuck there’s the future Mrs. Gerald Norton!”
Ricky looked back and noticed a legal parking space about a yard beyond the church. Signalling his intentions, Ricky pulled the car into the curb and parked before staring out the rear window “So what am I supposed to be looking at?”
An excited Gerald, pointing out the window “Can’t you see the brown haired girl by the picnic cooler in the dark skirt and white top!”
“So what you, you’ve seen one broad, you’ve seen them all.
“That ain’t a broad, that’s the future Mrs. Gerald Norton!”
“Oh how stupid of me, someone you haven’t even fucked is your future wife!” Scoffing before continuing, “ Let me guess, you’re going to go right up to her and club her and bring her with us to Canada, right?”
“Well what’s wrong with that, after spending some time with me I’m sure she’ll be head over heel in love with me”
“Oh yeah and pigs will fly out of my asshole!”
“Fuck Ricky, what’s your fucking problem?” Turning away from the church to look right at Ricky. “Let me guess you haven’t got laid lately, have you?”
“For your information I have gotten laid lately and I’ll tell you what, I’ll make damn sure that you have a chance with your future wife!’ Slapping his hand on the top of the dashboard, “In Fact you’ll have her all fucking night in her bed!”
“Oh yeah, how smart guy?”
“Why we’ll follow her around and take her when she least expects it and make her take us home with her!”
“Oh and how are you gonna do that, for all you know she’s going right home after leaving the church!”
“Even better, saves us gas, driving around!”
Gerald turned his head back in time to see his future wife pick up the cooler and turn it to drain out the excess water from it. When the last drop fell, she put the cooler back on the ground and placed the cover over it. Picking it back up, he watched her come around the side of the building where three cars were parked. A royal blue Lexus, a silver BMW and a black car that Gerald thought looked like an Equinox.
Gerald watched as his future wife opened the truck and placed the cooler inside. As she closed the trunk hood, a man in blue jeans and a Star Wars t-shirt came around the car.
“I can’t thank you enough Stephanie for helping us out. I swear if it wasn’t for you this picnic would have been a disaster!”
“Oh really Reverend Thompson, I noticed how you got the kids to sit and eat!’ Giving him a sly smile, “And not to mention how Miss Turnball and Elda White hung on every little thing that came out of your mouth, even while they were in the senior tent!”
Reverend Tompson blushed at that, but never defended himself against her comments. From where Geral and Ricky sat they could see the pair say something else before the female got into her car and drove off going south of where they were. Without saying anything Ricky started the car and pulled back into traffic to follow the car. Dropping four car lengths behind the black car they followed it to a local grocery store called Tadych’s Marketplace Foods.
She went inside while Gerald got out and first checked out the car then followed her inside. Rick delayed enough so that Gerald was just going inside as Ricky slid across to the passenger seat and opened the locked compartment under the glove compartment. He took something out of the compartment then locked it back up before sliding back into the driver’s seat. He pushed what he took out of the compartment down the right side of the driver’s seat, then he joined Gerald in the market.
At first it was hard to find her, in the maze like aisles of produce, bakery items and ready made pasta and deli style meat. Eventually Gerald spotted her trying to maneuver a giant bag of charcoal into a shopping cart. Then she made her way to a checkout. It was one of those self serve checkouts.
All over beeps sounded as hands moved items from the carts to the scanners then back again. Gerald and Ricky cut through the controlled chaos following her out to her car. They got there as she opened the truck and tried to move the bag of charcoal from the cart to the trunk. Gerald ever the gentleman reached around her and gripped the bag and hoisted it up and over to the car as if it was a feather.
Startled, she almost elbowed Gerald but just as quick she recovered her composure. “Oh thank you, I was just thinking that I wished I took Rich up on his offer to meet me here!”
“Oh no need to disturb this Rich when there is a good samaritan just looking to help his future wife!” Recognizing his slip of the tongue, “Err, that is to help a damsel in distress!”
She didn’t question his oral slippage, just continued to load her grocery into the trunk. When all were out of the cart she acknowledged that he was still there. “Oh please you have to accept this from me!” Digging in her small clutch bag on a strap between her left shoulder and her right side, taking out a five dollar bill.
“The good book says that if you reward others then you’ll be rewarded in kind!”
Ricky almost scoffed out loud at that. Now that he had an up close look at ‘the future Mrs Gerald’, he had to admit that she had a unique nerdy look that was slowly turning him on.
“Nonsense we wouldn’t even think of accepting a penny from one as lovely as you!” Ricky continued to spout bullshit that only Gerald knew was meant to gain her’s acceptance of the pair of then helping her out all the way home
Apparently Stephanie had never had any experience with assholes like Gerald and Ricky. The more they talked the deeper Stephanie fell for their bullshit. Finally after ten minutes in which the three exchanged names and of course phony compliments about her beauty as the pair perceived it, Ricky returned to his car while Gerald rode to Stephanie’s home with her.
Gently pulling back into traffic and setting off in the direction to go home. She was just at the first of many red lights when she broke the silence between them. “I have to thank you once more for helping me get that charcoal into the truck!” Turning her head to smile at Gerald, who was already smiling at her and had been ever since they left the parking lot.
“I have no idea who the charcoal company expects a woman to move that size bag by herself?”
The company doesn’t expect women to be the ones buying that much charcoal, after all barbecuing is supposed to be the domain of a male!”
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“Oh!, don’t tell me you buy into that sexism about barbecuing?” Pausing as the light changed from red to green. Putting the truck into drive Stephanie pulled ahead, then… “I’ll have you know that I can barbecue, better than Rich!” Adding her next thought on the topic of sexism. “After meeting Rich people believe that I’m just as good as Rich about somethings**
Gerald kept quiet about what he was thinking. In his head, *I’ll lay odds that even getting a look at whoever this Rich is, I would still rather fuck you than him!* Knowing that he had to say something or suffer Stephanie thinking that he was a sexist pig. “Oh no my mum was the best person to ever stand in front of a barbecue!” Then to score points with Stephanie “And trust me between you both, you’re prettier than she was!”
For some reason when Gerald finished that statement, Stephanie was actually beginning to blush. The sight of her turning pinkish almost made Gerald grab the wheel with his right hand as his left hand pulled Stephanie hard against his side so he could taste those lips.
As if sensing that things had just taken a change between them, both lapsed into a strained silence. That lasted for only about a minute when Stephanie spoke. “So we only have to drive to the middle of Werner Street to number 1910, then I’ll call for Rich to come out and help us unload the truck!”
As they pulled into the double wide driveway, Stephanie pulled in first. Parking a foot away from the garage door. She flipped the inner handle that unlatched the truck hood. Gerald was already out hefting the charcoal onto his left shoulder as Stephanie opened the gate off the right of the garage.
“Just put the charcoal by the barbeque grill!”
“Aren’t you afraid that it’ll be too heavy to lift to the grill?”
“No I’ll use a scoop and take out as much as is required” Looking at Gerald as if he just asked the most moronic question “Besides I have Rich to load the charcoal, after all if he’s wants to eat he has to contribute
As Gerald placed the bag where Stephanie wanted it, a thought went though his mind *This Rich must be a next door neighbour!* With that he followed Stephanie to the back door. His eyes on the gentle curve of the back of her skirt, wondering if the ass under it was as sexy as it appeared!
Meanwhile in the front of the property, Ricky pulled into the driveway and turned his car so that he was parked horizontally directly in behind Stephanie’s car. His thoughts keep returning to the same thing. *For a religious broad she doesn’t have that bad of a face. Too much clothing on to say if she’s ‘MAP’ able or not. Wonder what Gerald sees that I’m not seeing in her. But then Gerald has always tended to think with his little head more than with the brains god gave him!*
Unbeknownst to either of them he had an idea of his own. Retrieving the object from the side of the driver’s seat, he made his way to the front door knocking on it with the object. A few seconds later the door opened and in the open door was a man in his forties. “Yes, can I help you?”
There in the doorway stood a guy that had to be in his forties if not older. Clean shaven, with a slight balding happening to the front of his hairline. Before Ricky said anything “Are you one of the homeless men that Stephanie is always giving a helping handout to after Reverend Thompson suggests that they pay a visit to her, are you?
Ricky was surprised by that, but recovered quickly, bringing the object up and pulling the trigger, releasing the twin bards of a taser. Putting two and two together, Rickey thought that this must be “the Rich” that Stephanie went on about. Both darts struck the man, one in the chest the other in the stomach. Pulling the trigger back complete the crackle of energy could be heard going through the wires.
All while Ricky was evilly smiling at the man as he danced to the spasm caused by the energy “Hey Richie we’re home!
From the opposite end of the room, Rickey saw Stephanie and Gerald enter from the back of the house
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Then “Now Stephanie, were you cheating on me already?” Then a fist connected with the back of her head and Stephanie fell to the floor out cold!
“Well just don’t stand there Gerald, get her on the couch and get those clothes off while I get old Richie bound and gagged. As he bent over the unconscious Rich, unbuttoning the polo shirt he had on, then working it up and off his body. “Christ, you wouldn’t believe what Rich thought about me!” Pausing to turn Rich onto his back, then tying the polo shirt around both of Rich’s arms. “He actually asked me if I was a homeless guy coming to get a handout from Stephanie!”
Ricky started laughing as he moved down to Rich’s waist to retrieve the belt, which he used to bind his legs. When they were tied, Ricky bent over so that he could work Rich up onto his shoulder, when he was secure on it Ricky lifted Rich into a fireman’s carry and took him up to the bedroom.
Gerald was busy working Stephanie’s skirt down her legs , as Ricky walked past him. With her panties exposed Gerald blurted out “Granny panties, gonna have to talk her into updating to thongs!” Beginning to work her top up, Gerald paused as a similar coloured bra came into view. “Now, that is darling!’ as he worked the top over her head. Going into the kitchen to get a pair of scissors. Returning to cut the front of the bra apart, moving the bra cups of her breasts. Gerald paused after revealing what was under the cups
Ricky had just came back from upstairs. One look and he burst out “Christ I’ve seen bigger tits on a cow!”
“Yeah! After I make her my wife, I’m gonna have to suggest she gets a tit job!”
Then Ricky asked “Hey while we wait for Mrs. Norton to wake up, you want a beer?”
“Sure and maybe a sandwich if you can find anything in the fridge?
“What am I you fucking servant?” Turning towards the kitchen “You want something to eat, either get flattie over there to get it for you or get off your ass and get it yourself!”
Ricky went into the kitchen with Gerald about ten steps behind him.
“So she ist The Kissing Bandit, bet her tits taste sweet unlike that silicone dollop!”
To Be Continued