"When
I was fourteen, Mr. Johnson introduced me to a friend of his, Henry
White, who was a master plumber. Henry was a high-functioning alcoholic
whose temper had driven away all his old apprentices and journeymen.
Luckily, I was always big for my age, and Mr. Johnson assured Henry that
I was seventeen, turning eighteen in the next few months, so he took me
on with the promise to make me an apprentice as soon as I was old
enough. By the time that Henry learned my actual age, he had come to
rely on me so much that he kept me on."
"But what about school? Don't you need a high school diploma to become an apprentice?"
As we finished the prep work, I asked Wilma about her day with Mary.
"She
is a good kid but is carrying a lot of anger and shame. We spent most
of the day getting in touch with that anger. It takes some people years
before they can express their emotions through art; it took her about
five minutes. But we had to take some breaks to clean up the paint
splatters afterward before they stained."
"Oh shit! Sorry about that. I can pay to replace anything that;"
"Nothing to apologize for; I asked her to express how she felt, and she did it in the way that felt right to her."
"Well, I appreciate your taking the time. I am just her big brother; I feel so lost when it comes to parenting."
The Plumber, The Painter, and the Wind off the Lake
Prologue
I have never been much for following instructions or doing what I'm told.
In eighth grade, we were assigned to make a volcano in science class. I figured that if the eruption looked good with a couple of tablespoons of baking soda, then it would look even better with the whole container! And what better place for a natural disaster than the teacher's desk at the front of the class. I was right; the whole container of baking soda produced an impressive explosion. What I didn't count on, however, was it producing a week-long suspension from school and a beating from my mother.
It was Summer in the early 70's, and I was away at Boy Scout camp. I was still a virgin. The camp was large and sprawling, located deep in a remote forest. Aside from the main camp building that stood adjacent to a large lake, there were individual campsites for each troop. The camp was so large that it required a fair hike to get to the next troop's campsite.
My own troop was camped high on a ridge in the forest. Roughly a dozen boy scouts with raging hormones shared six over-sized tents, two campers per tent, with each tent mounted on a large wooden platform. Nights were spent talking about girls of course, which only stoked those raging hormones. The talk was explicit, as long as our scout leader, who was camped slightly downhill from us, wasn't within earshot.
Timmy
was full of questions and Phillip answered the best as he could, Anna
watched him interact with the youngster and thought, I bet he was a
great dad like Paul. I hope someday I can be as good a mother as Beth. I
miss them terribly already.
She
was brought out of her contemplations when she heard Timmy say "can I
stay here with you Phil? This place seems like a lot of fun."
No
Tim. You have to go back to Mum and Dad and as soon as possible. You
live right down the road from here. You can't meet your current self
here or it will mess up the Time Continuum and you may both cease to
exist. Your older self knows you are here right now. Now excuse me, I
have to get the door, it's Andrew and Sarah." He looked sorry that he
had to deliver that news as he stood up, before there was even a knock.
Just
as he opened the door two Jaguar warriors shoved their way inside the
door to the modest four bedroom rambler. Armed with the same style of
obsidian spear point club but now looking more like a Cricket bat from
the set of Mad Max than any sort of ancient Aztec war club.
Rushing
towards the kitchen, Phillip let out a tired and disgusted sigh. "Damn
it! Not you Buggers again! "There was an electrical crackle and one of
the warriors dropped as he started to grab Timmy. His partner, who had
been focused on Anna, now spun around to confront the threat that had
taken out the first warrior and did so just in time to receive a similar
blast from Phillips other taser, which dropped him as well. Phillip now
reached into the closest drawer to the pantry and pulled out premade
cable tie hand cuffs. "Do me a favor Anna, roll them over and put their
hands behind their backs. Thank you." which Anna did gleefully
"How
old is he?" Anna wondered aloud. Mentally wondering why watching a baby
nurse at his mother's tit would have her nether lips dripping like a
faucet. Anna had never found women sexually attractive before.
"He
turned two months old, yesterday." Replied Beth with a dreamy look in
her eyes. "I have to tell you for the first five days after I stopped
jumping through gates I was incredibly and easily aroused. I even felt
desire for my own gender. Every time I have found someone, that has
recently jumped through a gate, I have wanted them. Man or woman it
didn't matter. I am not a queer or what is that term they are using now?
Lesbian, I think it is. My point is, quite simply, I desire you, but I
think about Paul and how he would feel if I took you to my bed and left
him out."
The weather wooden sign was now faded to a milk chocolate brown. As Anna and Franny motored down the somewhat quiet country road. Franny was the name she gave the old beater and gas-guzzler.
Anna hated working in the horseradish factory. If it weren't for the company provided showers, she would have been going home stinking to high heaven of that pungent herb. It was decent money, but she never seemed to have enough after the bills were paid to save for anything beyond a very small treat like a candy bar.
Her car was a gift from her uncle Lucius. "It's a classic, gets great fuel mileage and best of all you won't have a car note to pay when you get out of college along with your student loans." He had said smiling like the used car salesman that he was. In truth he had taken it in as a trade years before Anna could even drive. Uncle Lucius really just needed to pawn it off on someone so he wouldn't have to pay to dispose of it.
At
the casino, they decided to check in and visit the penthouse suite
before the pageant in the grand auditorium; and concert, in the 2nd
stage. They immediately ordered room service and enjoyed some fantastic
steak and lobster.
After
that, they went down past the slot machines and craps tables, then over
to the grand auditorium, The event team was relieved to see them and go
over the schedule. Michelle wanted to sit in the VIP section for most
of the event, then just wait to be signaled to go back stage to prep for
the coronation.
“Can we bring you to makeup, Mindy? We need to make sure the shine on your face is minimized.” The director explained.
Jackson said, “I’ll wait here while you get prepped, Mish, uh, Mindy.”
In
Rebecca’s 7th floor Condo, The Remedial Sex Ed class was enjoying a
swim party and game night. The 12 college students were all sexually
sated from the orgasmic contests, and simply basking in the comfort of a
supportive set of friends. While Bethany and Rebecca just completed a
housing agreement at the sofas’ where an ‘Apples To Apples’ game was
going on;
Devon
and five others were playing a Game of Catan, at the Dining Room
table. While Jackson and Alexis were negotiating a trade of Rock, for
Wood; Devon bravely struck up a conversation with Erika; “So, Erika, I
have two; no, three questions I’d love to find out from you. Tell me
your worst date, your best date, and your ideal date.
After
everyone had their fill of pizza and sodas, It began to dawn on several
of them just how exhausted their college lab had left them. When
Rebecca said goodnight to the last couple girls, she collapsed on the
sofa and woke up when the sunrise burst into her 7th floor condo
windows. She was high above the treeline, so it was just past 6am. The
last thing she recalled from the evening before, was Bethany mentioning
she needed to get to the bookstore before it closed at 8pm. Elizabeth
drove her back to campus.
Mr.
Garza pulled his still very stiff cock from Mrs. Garza’s wet pussy and
addressed the class from behind the sofa, "Well I hope you all enjoyed
today's lesson. Once you are properly recovered and all are dressed, you
may be dismissed. We will have one more session in this course, and
then you all will be all done with us. All of you are doing extremely
well. We hope the class has been both helpful and pleasurable for all of
you. Please remember our confidentiality pledge. Unless there is some
grave violation of the rules, you’re not in any danger of failing the
course."
All
the students looked up at their teachers, most of them still in a daze
from what had just happened. Eventually, all the students disconnected
from each other and put their clothes back on, and gathered their
things. They waited until all the students were dressed, before heading
out of the room.
Lab
One was done, and 6 students reclined in their chairs, in the bliss of
post-orgasm. The professors, Phoebe & Antonio Garza, were admiring
the success of their well-prepared lesson plan. But they need things to
move along and keep the class on schedule. The professors marked some
charts as the students participated in Lab One. They were graded on how
well they followed both the instruction and the demonstration that the
professors provided. Lab Two
The 12 students were in the same pairs, for this 2nd lab, as they were for the 1st. The partners were as follows:
