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This is Part 13 of 14 Parts, Chapters 52 through 58 they contain 20,310 words or about 40 pages out of a total of 262,072 words in the complete story.
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Everyone left Monday to go back to Louisville or Middletown, sometime after Logan and I popped in to say good bye as we left for school.
As promised, when Mike and the kids got home, Michelle was gone and so was the entire contents of the house except the kid's bedrooms, they were 100% intact. At least she wasn't a total bitch to the kids. He informed us via a series of text messages containing pictures of the empty rooms. I shared them with Grandma. From the texts Mike said the neighbors told him Michelle said they decided to move to Vermont and had sold the house. They watched as a no-name moving company emptied the house of furniture.
She left a signed no-fault divorce agreement where his bed had been. He had his lawyer look it over and was told to sign it, quickly, if indeed he wanted the divorce. It was the divorce agreement every man wanting a divorce could ever hope for. No strings, no contest, no alimony, no required visitations, only one stipulation that he kept the children.
Grandma sat down while I was still there and wrote out a check for $20,000 and sent it to Mike. She asked me to put it out for the mailman and tell Mike it was on the way for new furniture. I sent him a private message that his mom had just sent a 20K check for new furniture.
Monday evening Grandma invited us over for dinner. She was already lonely rummaging around in that big old house with no one to talk to and appreciated the company.
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Tuesday night she came over through the gate and in the kitchen door just as we were sitting down to dinner.
"I can't do it. I won't do it! Life is too short."
"Won't do what Grandma?" Mom asked.
"I will not live in that big old house by myself."
"Would you like to have dinner with us?" Momma asked.
"Sure, but that's not going to solve my long term problem." Momma made up another plate and set it on front of Grandma. "The boys and I talked about it up at The Camp over the weekend, and I've been thinking about it since they left Monday, you know, considering my options.
"I could move to one of those assisted living places, a couple of them are pretty nice and I know some sheriff's wives living in one. I have the insurance that would cover the cost of it.
"But everybody there is so . . . . so OLD!"
"We could trade houses. You move into mine and I move in here. It would be easier for me to take care of, but still just as lonely.
"Ron and Nancy invited me to go and live with them. Can you imagine me living in Middletown, Ohio? They can only go to their nudist ranch an few times a year, 8 months out of the year, they're nearly closed because it's too damn cold. No thank you.
"I could hire someone to be a live-in assistant, but do you have any idea how hard it would be to find a nudist caretaker who would take me up to The Camp?
"Then I arrived at the absolutely perfect solution. I could hire a family, one of the nudist families from The Camp. They could move in and live with me full time. One of the parents would stay home with me, with a salary of $40,000. They would do all the shopping, housework, and cooking and I'd add $10,000 a year for my part of the food. They'd take me to all the things Frank used to take me to. The stay-at-home parent could even do a little side work from home if they want. Like photography or advertising layout.
"Their two kids could have the whole upstairs to themselves, there are 5 bedrooms up there. They could have sleepovers, pool parties, swim whenever they want. We could convert a room to a play room with a big screen TV with one of them game systems.
"This is really great roast beef Nicole, my complements.
"I know what's down the road for me. I'm getting up there in years. Eventually I won't even be able to brush my own teeth. Hopefully I won't live that long, Frank got out the easy way. I wanna go that way too. So when I have to leave the house to a care facility or to the undertaker, my caretaker family gets the house free and clear. Mike and Ron may want some mementoes, but the caretaker family gets the house, furniture, car, everything."
She stopped talking and started eating.
"Are you talking about us?" Logan innocently asked. His naivety was honest, pure, refreshing and just downright cute.
"What, hire your family? Would you want to live with an old woman Logan?"
"I'd love to live with you, Grandma!" Logan replied.
"So would I Grandma," I added.
"Well I suppose that could work. . . . Would you mind me tagging along with you up to The Camp twice a month?"
"You're not being very subtle Grandma. What do Mike and Ron think about your plan?" Mom asked.
"Since I won't move to Middletown or Louisville, they like it as the best option. They know you all, they like you all. They've promised to come for more frequent visits and could stay in the extra bedrooms. It really works for the family.
"What would we do with this house?" Mom asked.
"Keep it for now, rent it out. The renters would pay the mortgage for you. If you decide things aren't working out, you kick out the renters and move back in and we tear up our agreement. But you might lose access to the pool if I have to move out.
"I know the job you have Sherri, and you wouldn't exactly be giving up much of a career and you'd gain my house in a few years, 10 at the most.
"I might even be able to get you more per month. I have a really good, expensive long-term care insurance and there are provisions for hiring in-home care. If I were to go into assisted living say in Phoenix, they'd have to pay up to $10,000 a month. So I have some negotiation room with them and I know some lawyers who could do the negotiating.
None of us were done eating, and all attempts to eat have stopped as we discussed our future.
"Can I have a minute to discuss this with Momma in the front room?"
"Take two, you're only talking about your futures dear." Grandma got up and put her plate in the microwave to reheat it. "You boys want your plates warmed?" I got up and grabbed mine and Logan's plates taking them to the microwave. I put her now hot plate where she had been sitting and she sat back down. I warmed Logan's next, then Mom's and Momma's, I did mine last just as they came back into the kitchen.
"We can't find a down side to any of this. When do we move in?" Momma said.
"I'll quit my job tomorrow," Mom told us, "I'm in the middle of a few things and I'll need to turn them over to other employees. I'll be home by 10 AM."
"Excellent!" Grandma said. "Oh, there's one more thing. You have got to stop driving that blue piece of crap you call a car, you'll drive Frank's Lincoln Navigator from now on. You know, that's the only thing he bought after he retired. He loved that beast."
"I was going to give that blue piece of crap to Noah in a couple years when he starts driving."
"A year Mom, I turn 16 in a year and two weeks." I corrected.
"Who said you were getting your license at 16?" Mom asked.
"Keep it for him if you must, but at least hide it in the garage till then, it's an eyesore."
"By the way, how are you at interior decorating? Sitting in the living room receiving all those visitors last week made me realized how ugly that room is. It needs to be brightened up, window treatments replaced new rugs or carpet that has got to be the dreariest room in the house. It's little wonder I spend all my time in the sun room. You may need to update the bedrooms too. I don't think they've been painted in 30 years. In fact, let's do the whole house, it needs it, and I can afford it.
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The process to move next door started the next day. Mom quit her job October 31st and started work by taking down the black-out drapes in the living room. We went through the upstairs and took all those drapes out too. The whole house was instantly brighter. Except now you could see the dirt and other defects. Logan and I forgot all about trick-or-treating until Jamie and Sierra rang the doorbell. Logan threw on last year's costume and went with them.
There were two bedrooms downstairs, Grandma's and a guest room. Mom and Momma checked upstairs but loved the downstairs room that shared a bathroom with Grandma. That also kept them closer, just in case, as Mom put it.
Logan and I had our choice of rooms upstairs. I chose the larger of the two rear rooms that looked down on the pool and out over the street beside the house. Logan knew he would sleep in my room most of the time so he took the other rear bedroom that shared the Jack-and-Jill bath, and looked over the pool and our old house.
2 of the other bedrooms were much smaller, the front bedroom on my side of the hall was larger, almost the size of mine. These three rooms all shared the hallway bathroom. That bathroom was also where the steps were that led to the attic.
Mom brought in a consultant/friend. She warned us this was going to be a long project. They went through every room, her friend making suggestions with Mom writing them down.
Mom's first day on the job she hired a highly respected company to completely remodel the kitchen. The down side to that with the timeframe we need it complete required us to move Grandma to our guest room.
With no one in the house it gave Mom free reign to really ramp thing up to the next level and do several tasks at once. The kitchen was just the first task with one company, they were doing a complete tear out removing everything from a 1970's remodel even the ceiling, walls and floor. New appliances, tile walls and floor, modern and enlarged windows for a better view of the back yard would all be part of the new kitchen. Momma took ownership of that part of the house and worked with the design team. Demolition in the kitchen started the next day with the arrival of a 40 foot dumpster.
Grandma's bedroom was not to be remodeled, just refreshed and deep cleaned. Mom hired a professional cleaning company, they had Grandma's antique Persian silk rug sent out to a specialty cleaning company. After a cleaning that cost over $1,000, it looked brand new. The colors which had been muted by years of dirt and footsteps, became brilliant with reds and blues and greens again. The company that cleaned the rug offered her $30,000 for the nearly room-size rug. She declined their offer. The deep cleaning company went through Grandma's whole room, they washed and cleaned everything, even the ceiling. They have a process that even cleans wall paper without removing it. Lamp shades were steam cleaned. The dark dingy room was once again bright and cheery as Grandma and Grandpa had first installed it. The furniture wasn't put back till after the floor was refinished. Grandma cried when she saw it restored, it brought back memories for her.
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Throughout the house the mattresses were all over 30 years old some probably 50. Some even had open springs under the mattresses, so they went to the recycling center. The bed frames and the furniture went to a consignment store specializing in furniture, they were all double beds, popular 50 years ago, but surprisingly brought some good money that was poured back into the project. All the sheets and pillows went to the Salvation Army.
Replacing the windows would take too long to get them in and replaced before Christmas which was our goal, so measurements were taken and the order placed, but existing windows would be left for now and the new windows would be installed next year.
Today was the end of the first quarter at school. Tomorrow I would go on to my next lab choice Photography. Mr. Cohen gave us our grades, Benjie and I both got `A's.
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November 2nd
Mom, just kicking off the remodeling project, had too much to do to be taking the weekend off and told us to go on up to The Camp without her.
Benjie offered to go with me, but said he preferred a weekend home with his parents. We agreed I could call him if there were problems I couldn't handle, his family's driver could have him there in a half hour. John also agreed that he could be there in a half hour if something went wrong. I gave Dave ample warning and he was my guest, Logan chose to invite Juan. "Shouldn't I invite Carlos then?" I asked him.
"No, he has some church retreat this week, Juan was going to be home alone on Saturday while his mom had to work, so we're actually doing them a favor." I love Logan's logic sometime especially when it produces a newly sperm producing little boy who just happened to love being sucked. I sucked him within 3 minutes after getting home from school Friday afternoon. He was lying on my bed waiting for me.
In the car Logan and Juan claimed the 3rd row, leaving the middle row for me and Dave. Momma and Grandma sat up front. Logan and Juan got to be nude from the waist down all the way up to camp.
Amanda was waiting for us as we arrived.
Boy, have I got a lot to tell you!" I said as I approached Amanda, then kissed her nose and told her I missed her. We got Dave checked in as a repeat guest and I verified with Wayland that the system was working fine. He gave me one of the system phones so they could text me if necessary.
Amanda, Dave and I walked back to La Casa and I shared how we were moving in with grandma and reworking the house first. This was news for Dave as well as Amanda. When we got to the cluster of trees, Amanda pulled me in. "I got an itch and there's only one thing that can scratch it." She was already producing vaginal fluids and was trying to put my penis in her before it was even hard, but that only made me hard faster. "Deep, long and slow. I slid myself in all the way, I don't know why she was so lubed up, but it made things easy. With no foreplay it took me a while to get there, maybe 5 minutes. But get there I finally did, I warned her I was about to come and I went in hard. "Ooh, that's the spot. That feels so good." I cummed 5 full shots up in her. She was breathing almost normally which told me she had not orgasmed.
She looked at me and said, sorry, it still itches, Dave your turn. Get in here."
I moved away so Dave could move in, "But I thought you two had an agreement."
"We used to, but we figured out that we love each other enough that we can share ourselves with others and not jeopardize our relationship with each other. Get in there, she needs you. You're a little longer than me, maybe that will help her itch."
Dave got between her legs, rubbed his penis through her vulva getting himself slippery, then slipped in. "All the way Dave, it's near the cervix." He went deep and bottomed out. "Yes, that's it, you got it, keep banging that spot. Stay in deep and pretend you're a bunny rabbit." He did as she asked and I could see her physically relaxing as Dave scratched the itch that was bothering her. From her relaxed state she orgasmed either twice, or one very long orgasm. She laid there and allowed Dave to reach his orgasm as well.
He couldn't move for a minute or so afterwards. He finally raised up and kissed Amanda on the lips, "Thank you Amanda, you were my first intercourse, you were wonderful," and he kissed her again. He took his time pulling out like he knew what he was doing. He got up then and helped Amanda to her feet. I knew he told her a white lie because Dave was one of the Scouts who were taken advantage of by the church girls. We did kinda decide that having sex with them didn't count.
We got to La Casa and took our stuff and the rest of the groceries inside. We got back to the bedroom and Amanda asked/demanded that I unlock the toy drawer. She rummaged around with Dave looking over her shoulder and came up with a wand shaped vibrator. If you didn't know better, you would have thought it was a magic wand right out of Harry Potter. It was thin about the size of Logan's pinkie finger. Dave continued rummaging through the drawer.
Amanda stuck the vibrator in her vagina and used it to continue scratching where it itched. She looked up at me with pleading eyes and said, "Go get Momma, please."
I went to the kitchen, Momma was putting away the food for the weekend and discussing the sleeping arrangement with her and Grandma. "Momma, Amanda needs you in my bedroom."
"So that's final, we can share the bedroom this weekend and we'll worry about other weekends later," Momma was saying to Grabdma.
"Noah, finish putting this away for me would you?" She hurried to see what Amanda needed. The scene she walked into was Amanda on the bed with her legs spread apart pushing a vibrator up in her vagina. Dave was standing at the side of the bed watching with fascination and horror at the same time.
"Dave, go help Noah," she ordered.
"I'm supposed to help you," he said as he came into the kitchen.
"I think, she just wanted you out of the bedroom." But I did let him help put away the rest of the groceries.
A couple minutes later Momma came through and went in her room, getting her bag and returning to Amanda's side.
"NOAH!" Momma called. I hurried to the room and opened the door. "In your toys, is there a metal or plastic device that looks like it could be used for torture?"
"Yeah, there is. I don't know what it is."
"Show it to me."
I went to the side of the bed and dropped to the floor so I could dig through the drawer. I held up the device. "I've got this."
"That's what I need. Go wash it in soap and hot water."
I took it to the kitchen and washed it under running water.
"What's that?" Dave asked.
"I don't know, but Momma wants it cleaned."
I took it back to the bedroom. Amanda had moved to the end of the bed with her butt, right at the very edge. Her legs were pulled up like she was about to have sex. Momma was kneeling on the floor. "Thank you," She said as I handed her the contraption. "Now I need lube and a flashlight." Lube was in the drawer and the flashlight was in the kitchen junk drawer. When I returned with the flashlight Momma had put lube on the two spoon shaped things the stuck out about 4".
"Honey, can Noah stay, I need him to hold the flashlight."
"Sure, Dave can stay too, in fact, Dave, I want you to record the whole thing. I pointed out my phone was in my shoulder bag, and Dave got it and started recording."
"Ok, boys, since she wants you here, you might as well understand what's going on. Your level of understanding about the female vagina is about to surpass 99% of all the males of the world. The itch you've tried to help her scratch is most likely a foreign object up in her vagina against the cervix that has been there a while and is starting to become infected. That's why it's itching so much.
"This device is called a speculum, doctors, gynecologists specifically, use it to open the vagina to look at the cervix.
"Ok Amanda, put your feet on my shoulders and relax. Noah, keep shining that light right on her vaginal opening. Dave, get as close as you can with that camera without getting in the way."
Momma slowly inserted the lubed spoons into her vagina and squeezed what appeared to be a handle. The spoons spread apart a half inch. Momma turned a thumb screw that held the speculum in that opened position. "How you doing Amanda, every ok?"
"Yeah, I'm good. It feels kinda good actually."
"Well we're not there yet, this is just the first stop as we stretch you open, just stay relaxed. This shouldn't hurt, let me know if it does. Ok, here we go again." Momma squeezed the handle and things moved and Amanda's vaginal opening spread open a little wider. "Noah, shine the light straight in the opening."
There was a round opening in the speculum that lined up with the spoons and I moved the flashlight right in front of it, and directed the beam in Amanda's vagina.
Each time Momma squeezed the handle, the spoons moved a little wider apart and she turned a wing nut to hold it in that position. "I still can't see, there's too much excess fluid in there." Momma took out a small plastic container with clear fluid inside out of her bag, it had a long nozzle on the end. "This is a douche, it's a solution women use to clean out their vaginas." She held a towel at Amanda's perineum then inserted the nozzle in the opening the speculum made. She squirted the fluid up in her and fluid came out into the towel. There we go, now I can see what in there. There, that's it, I can see the cervix. Dave let me take the camera and I'll try to record up inside. She took the camera and the flashlight and positioned them so the camera was where the flashlight had been, on the phone screen I could clearly see the spoons of the speculum, the pink wavy walls of her vagina and a smooth whitish surface at the end. Momma explained to Dave and I what we were seeing. She pointed out a small round spot on the cervix and explained that was the opening to the uterus or her womb, where a baby would grow.
"Where does the baby come out?" Dave asked.
"Through that little opening. You've watched medical drama shows where the woman was having a baby, and they mentioned dilation? Well the measurement they give is how open that little hole is."
Dave was watching with his mouth hanging open in awe. "That is so cool."
"Noah, find my long tweezers in the pink zippered case in my bag." I fished around and held up tweezers about 8" long. She gave the camera back to Dave but kept the flashlight. "Amanda, I'm going to put these tweezers in you now, just don't move. It you have to cough or sneeze, warn me."
Dave and I couldn't see what Momma could, but we could see the tweezers moving as she searched for the foreign object.
"Found it!" Momma exclaimed with joy.
She carefully pulled the tweezers out with a piece of string grasped tightly. She laid the tweezers and the string on the zippered bag and took out another douche. She squirted the fluid on the spot where the string was found till it was gone. The fluid drained into the towel again. "How does it feel Amanda?"
"It stopped itching."
"Ok, let's get this speculum out of you." She held the handle and spun the wing nut which allowed the spoons to close. She slowly withdrew the device from her vagina and wrapped it the towel after wiping Amanda's vulva and perineum. Amanda scooted beck up the bed and took her feet off momma's shoulders and sat up.
"Well, that was interesting," Amanda said.
"Welcome to the world of being a woman, you just had the equivalent of a cervical exam."
"What was it?" Amanda asked.
Momma held up the pink case with the tweezers and the 1 ½" string. "Do you trim the string on your tampons?" Momma asked.
"Yeah about a 1 ½" of it."
"Well it looks like it got stuck to the tampon and you pushed it up inside along with the tampon.
"What's a tampon?" Dave asked.
"Why don't you guys answer Dave's question. I need to start working on some dinner.
"Can we borrow one to show Dave?" Amanda asked. Momma pulled out a tampon and handed it to Dave. "Teach him well."
Amanda and I spent the next 45 minutes or so teaching Dave about the female reproduction system, menstrual cycles, pads and tampons. Juan and Logan arrived back in time for dinner after swimming in the pool. They completely missed the drama with Amanda's vagina. They came into the bedroom and Juan let Amanda then Dave suck his fresh sperm from the source. He willingly cummed for both of them as an appetizer before dinner.
After dinner, it was already getting dark and it was much cooler, so we stayed in and watched a couple movies. We had leftover ice cream from last week and thawed cake for dessert around 9.
Logan sucked Juan's dick several time during the movies and when I asked him why so many times, he told me he wanted his body to get the idea and start making his own. I burst his bubble and told him it didn't work that way. He and Juan slept on the hide-a-bed. Dave, Amanda and I in the king bed it was nice not being over-crowded. Amanda asked Dave to make love to her since his first time was trying to help her and wasn't what she knew a first time should be. Dave was very gentle and loving with her. They did a lot for foreplay and even included me. Finally they were ready and Dave proceeded to make beautiful love to her each of them cumming more than once. I enjoyed watching almost as much as participating and managed to cum twice myself.
Saturday, we ran into Calvin. "My big brother is looking for you."
"Really, Chet is here?"
"Yes, and he said your `sposed to be here too."
"Where is he?"
"He likes the teen lounge."
We went to the rec center and found Chet.
"Hey Noah. Hi Amanda nice to see you again."
"Hi Chet," Amanda said in a flirty voice.
"You've changed in a couple years
"Hey Chet, this is my friend Dave from school, and my little brother Logan."
"Hi Dave, I've seen you around the hallways, haven't I?"
"Yeah, probably, you look familiar too."
"Hi Logan, you know my middle brother, Roger, right?"
"Sure, I know Roger, we've played lots."
"What are you guys doing later tonight?"
"Not much, I'm taking my brothers to movie night."
"Why don't you do movie night with us? We've got a big screen TV and lots of movie choices.
They came over after dinner. "Grandma Pat!"
"Hello Chet, it's been a long time."
"Yeah it has. I was real sorry to hear about Grandpa. We're going to miss him."
We watched a couple movies. Calvin was all over me, trying to cuddle and his mouth kept brushing against my dick. Roger said, "You might as well let him, he loves sucking dicks and won't let you alone till he does."
We continued watching the movie and I stopped redirecting Calvin's when he neared my dick. He laid on me sucking away till I cummed in his mouth. Some leaked out but he licked it up as well. He got off my lap and went over to Dave's lap. Dave got his dick sucked too. Then Calvin settled into his lap to watch the movie.
Roger, Logan and Juan also got in a circle suck on the floor. I'm glad Momma and Grandma had gone to play bingo. The second movie ended just after 10. Calvin was sound asleep and Chet carried him home after putting on flannel shirts they had brought with them.
Juan and Logan also fell asleep on the second movie, so I put them to bed covering them with their sheet. I suggested to Dave to pick a movie from the third drawer at random, and put it in without looking. I unlocked the drawer and he started the movie. Dave, me and Amanda watched the fuck film for 45 minutes. Dave and I had giant erections and Amanda suggested we go to bed.
I put the DVDs away and turned off everything except the porch light and Momma's bedroom light. We went to bed and closed the door. All three of us were pretty hot from watching the XXX-rated movie. Foreplay was minimal and the three-way sex was intense. We heard the front door open and knew Momma and Grandma were home so we tried to keep it quiet for a while, but it didn't stop the sex. Sometime after 11, we fell asleep in a pile. For me, I had just cum again and that's all I remember.
Sunday morning we ran the electric cart back to the office where Momma borrowed it to bring Grandma back to La Casa so late.
Everything else about the weekend was pretty normal for a regular weekend at camp except it got cooler and darker earlier.
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While we were at The Camp, Mom was busy at home. The floors throughout the house were originally light oak, but the years had turned them dark brown. With all 7 of the bedrooms now empty Mom hired a flooring repair company to refinish the floors in those rooms and the upstairs hall. During the day Mom also hired a painting company to repaint the bedrooms as soon as the floors would allow it. She also began talking to Bathroom contractors.
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Saturday, the floor guys showed up and started sanding the floors.
Mom hired an exterior painting company to redo the entire outside. That project to strip, sand, prime, and paint would take 6 weeks with a couple rain delays along the way. They were to remove old fake brown shutters that were just plain ugly and repair or replace any damage in the wood. They promised and assured us they would be done before Christmas. They did not have to paint the windows as they would be replaced in January.
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Unable to hire anyone on a Sunday, Mom went furniture shopping. Three new king bedroom sets were purchased. Beds with headboards, mirrored dressers, chests of drawers and night stands, were all ordered with open delivery dates. Logan and I also got matching desks for our computers and doing homework.
Mom ordered, on the internet, those new bed-in-a-box mattresses that inflate themselves to 10 inches thick made from memory foam, they don't have box springs under them, just sit on the slats of the frame. They're very quiet when certain activities are taking place on them, there's nothing to squeak. She even bought one for Grandma's double bed. The beds for the other rooms hadn't been decided yet.
When we got home from The Camp shortly after lunch, Grandma asked us to drive her down to the city to a used trailer dealer, she didn't like what she saw there so she had us take her to The Mobile Home Store. She told the salesman what she wanted and he showed her several. They were generally wider than a trailer, she picked out one of the smaller units that had two bedrooms, a 12 feet wide by 40 feet long in-stock mobile home. It had a living room/dining room, kitchen, two bedrooms, and one bathroom. She wrote a check for it including delivery and installation "without the damned wheels" to The Camp with the stipulation that it be delivered and installed no later than Nov 13th, the week before our next trip to The Camp. "Oh, that's just four days before my birthday," I mentioned, but no one seemed to hear me. She called Wayland and told him what she was buying, then let him talk with the salesman about delivery and installation. The salesman handed the phone back to Grandma. "Where do you want to put it?" Wayland asked.
"Somewhere near La Casa," was her immediate reply.
Let me talk with Nicole." Grandma handed the phone to Momma. "What if we moved your trailer back one space and put this new one where yours is now? You'd still have a partial view, and Patricia would have the closest spot to La Casa."
"That's ok with me, I don't use it anymore."
After buying the trailer, we got to see the progress in the house, the floors were sanded and the first coat of varnish applied. We couldn't go past the top of the stairs, but they looked very nice, but the whole house stunk of varnish even with the windows open. Good thing we were staying next door. Two more coats of varnish were still required.
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On Monday, Mom hired the bathroom contractor to do a similar remodel as was being done in the kitchen. Bathtubs and ancient tile was to be ripped out. All three bathrooms were completely replaced with modern designs. Only the downstairs bath would have a tub you could soak in, it even had Jacuzzi jets in it. In this case it was a walk-in tub with a door to make access for Grandma easy. A separate area would have a multi-headed shower with glass doors. Upstairs the multi-headed showers and glass door designs continued, each shower was capable of holding multiple people. The upstairs enclosures were larger than the downstairs enclosure just because of space limitations with the tub.
Mom and Grandma went furniture shopping for her new mobile home. She bought very good, but simple furniture. Two queen beds with small matching dressers and a nightstand, 2 regular couches and 1 hide-a-bed couch, a recliner, and a dinette set that would seat 6. Kitchen stuff could be gleaned from the stuff going out to the Salvation Army from the remodel. Momma offered to outfit the new kitchen. Grandma told her to outfit it for rental purposes. She put it on the same rental schedule as La Casa.
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The third coat of varnish was applied on Nov. 6th. Mom spent most of the day choosing fixtures, tiles, and types of enclosures for the showers in the bath rooms.
Mom and I didn't eat any dinner because tonight was the meeting Mr. Tamura had called for JBN Enterprises. He suggested a casual meeting and I dressed up wearing a polo shirt instead of a t-shirt. We drove to the Tamura International's office behind Ducky's home. The same guy who met us last time directed us up to the house and the indoor portion of the pool. John, Benjie and Ducky were already there. There was a table about 12 feet long not exactly covered with food, but each plate was strategically placed they appeared to be similar Japanese delicacies to what Mom and I had at the restaurant in the city. Behind the table were ice buckets with Sake and Champaign chilling. John and Ducky had already started on the Sake.
Ducky welcomed us to the meeting and pointed out the food and that we should help ourselves. "Chef Kenzou has prepared everything you see, and he is very very good. Please, enjoy."
We helped ourselves and sat in comfortable chairs that had trays attached to hold our plates.
Ducky started off. "So John, have you shared any of the emails you received in the past week."
"No, I have not, they kept getting better and better, I decided to wait for tonight's meeting."
"Just to give the rest of you some context, your incorporation paperwork, and applications for patents and trademarks was filed Thursday, October 25th. This advertisement was placed in print and digital media on Monday morning, October 29th after your successful roll-out." He handed out a very professional looking add on an 8 ½ x 11" page. This was a full page ad in the trade papers and web sites dealing with retail marketing. He gave us a moment to look over them. The ad didn't make any false claims, but made it sound like Tamura International was entering a new of business in the point-of-sale market with a very successful beta test and full roll out of and autonomous system for a cashless environment.
"October 26th John began getting offers to purchase the system, the patents, the trademarks, and JBN Enterprises. John, please share some of those offers with us."
"Now remember this is when we were up at camp and Ducky told us not to reply to these offers." He read us the very first offer to purchase the patent for $23,500, but the offer was only good for 30 minutes. From later that day, he read us an offer for the entirety of JBN Enterprise assets for $36,560 which was converted from Euros."
"The extremely humorous part of that offer," Ducky offered, "Is the way it was worded, he was attempting to not only purchase the company, but also the 3 of you for the first five years. Please John go on."
"Over the remainder of the weekend, there were several offers to purchase just the patent anywhere from $100, up to $5,000. I'm going to skip ahead to Monday, after the ad was released. On Monday we received offers to purchase JBN Enterprises anywhere from $50,000 to $250,000. The average offer was $147,000. Tuesday, new offers came in and also some increased their previous offers, the new average was $210,000. This is getting tedious, I'm going to jump to yesterday. The lowball offers pretty much stopped, and only a couple new offers came in, but increases in the offers raised the average offer to $977,000. The highest offer was $2,000,000, but it had a one hour expiration.
"It's a good thing that Ducky told me how to deal with these or I would have been tempted to take the $2 million offer."
I was getting a little antsy, our little company is worth 2 million dollars!
"As I told John, the real offers would come through Tamura International's legal department. The offers John received were from the bottom dwellers, the scum sucking dirtballs of industry. They attempt to buy from inexperienced inventors their product or company before they can discover the true value of their invention." Ducky explained.
"As I explained in our last meeting, that I believed your product and concept would have a value post roll-out of 10 to 12 million dollars.
"Our legal department has received numerous offers as well. The ad indicated that Tamura was expanding into point-of-sale systems. This would put us in direct competition with some smaller competitors in that line. These smaller competitors cannot win in a competition with us if in fact we wished to pursue that direction. We only suggested that we were with the addition of your company under the Tamura brand.
"I have three offers I would like to present. In our conversations with these companies, John indicated that we wish to provide this system to the Beta user for the foreseeable future, they could provide a replacement system, or provide updates to the user. All three of these offers will put you out of business in point-of-sale for 5 years with non-competition clauses.
"This first offer is from a company that makes several point-of-sale products already. They have nothing like yours and it would make a good fit in their product line, should they choose to pursue it."
He handed out copies of the offer. Bottom line $20,000,000. My jar dropped open when I saw the number.
"This next offer is from a similar company, they have a somewhat close product. They would likely pick your idea apart and incorporate pieces in their own product."
He again handed out copies of the multi pager offer. Bottom line $23,000,000.
"This last offer is for comparison really, this company does not want Tamura entering the point-of-sale market and is offering to purchase the company to keep us from competing with them. They could develop your product but are known for buying up products or companies and shelving them."
This offer was several pages longer. Bottom line $30,000,000.
"And no matter which offer we take, The Camp gets to keep their system and we can continue to upgrade it, add features to it, and keep changing it?"
"That is correct."
"Well I don't like the idea of being purchased and dumped in the trash." I said with a degree of disgust.
"Me neither," Benjie said.
"I'll make that unanimous," John chimed in.
"Good. I would have been forced to veto that choice because Tamura International would never agree to sell them anything no matter how good the offer, unless it was for a virus that would have destroyed that company from within. They're a leach and use unethical business practices.
"Mr. Tamura, you have been very generous to us, with no benefit to your company other than to Benjie as a partner. Companies are in business to make money. So far, you stand to make nothing on this deal. In fact it's going to cost you money through expenses in your legal department. Does either of these other two offers benefit Tamura International?" John asked.
None of the offers would benefit us directly. One of them would give us a degree of good will with the buyer, and could lead to future business considerations."
"Which one?"
"I'd rather not say. I do not wish to influence your decision."
"Mr. Ellison, the owner of The Camp, mentioned some other camps had installed similar systems that cost 5 times what ours cost. Could what they installed have come from either of these companies?" I asked.
"Yes, the second offer, their product is more expensive, your ideas and code could give them a less expensive product."
"Then if they do that, could Mr. Ellison upgrade to their new less expensive system?"
"Yes, but he would also have to pay an annual software licensing or maintenance fee. Or he can keep what he has forever. And it would work as long as he could get the phones that will run your code. He would need to make that decision when the new product is released.
"Well I know which offer I like," Benjie said.
"I do too," John said.
"I think I'm ready also," I affirmed.
"Would you like a secret ballot or just blurt it out."
"Let's just say 20 or 23."
"On the count of 3 then, 1 . . . 2 . . . 3"
A single chorus of 23 rang out. It was unanimous. We would sell to the 2nd offer. Ducky made a signal and the attendant brought over a tray of Champaign flutes, passing them out.
"A toast then, to JBN Enterprises and to good friends." We click our glasses together and I sipped my first Dom Perignon Champaign, it was pretty good and went down very smoothly but had lots of bubbles.
"One more thing gentlemen, and lady, everything said in this meeting is considered insider information and must be kept completely confidential until the sale becomes public after the closing. You cannot make any stock market trades based on the information discussed today. Nor should it be disclosed to anyone outside this meeting."
"So which company would have benefited you the most, Ducky," I asked.
"Number 2, the one you chose."
I went back for another plate of food, I wanted to try one of everything. I've discovered I really like Japanese food.
As I was filling my plate again, Ducky remarked, "It appears you enjoy Japanese cuisine."
"Yes sir, I guess I do. After Mom and I went to one in the city, I've become a big fan. This stuff is delicious."
"Was it a restaurant downtown, pretty formal?"
"Yeah it was, I was wearing my uniform and so I fit right in."
"Then you should enjoy this food. Chef Kenzou started that restaurant and developed the menu it still has today. He decided that running a restaurant was too stressful, so he brought a friend over from Japan to run it for him, and I hired Chef Kenzou as our personal chef. He now checks in with them occasionally and trains new cooks, but leaves running the place to his friend. It has been the #1 Japanese restaurant in the state for 5 years in a row."
"Well, tell him for me, this was wonderful."
"That will please him to hear that, above all, he enjoys bring pleasure to others through his food."
We finished our second plates of food and Benjie drug me over to the pool for a quick swim. We dropped our clothes on a lounge chair and dove in, Ducky even joined us. Benjie smiled and said, "I've been working on him. He enjoys it now, even when I'm not here. Ducky called over to Mom and John. You're welcome to join us, it's a unique swimming experience, it's a salt water pool, no chemicals!"
They looked at each other, shrugged and joined us in the water.
When we got home, we swore Momma and Logan to absolute secrecy. I told them we sold out company for $23 million. Logan's eyes just about popped out of their sockets. "How much of that is yours?" I had to think about that for a moment and told him $3,450,000. But there will be some fees and I'll have to pay some taxes, but that's my portion of the sale price.
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Grandma needed a golf cart to go with her new trailer. Mom found a dealer in the city and took Grandma off to go shopping using Frank's, now Mom's Navigator. Grandma bought a, 4 passenger, front facing electric cart. It isn't street legal, but Grandma didn't care. It too would be delivered to the camp before the 13th.
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We were allowed to walk on the varnished floors again on Wednesday, so Mom had the interior painting crew arrive Thursday morning. They completed the 7 bedrooms and the hallway and were cleaned up and gone by Sunday afternoon.
Mom extended the deep cleaning company's contract to continue and clean the sun room. This is Grandma's favorite room in the house, it's where she spends most of her time when she's not in bed or in the kitchen. The outer wall and the old-style windows are being replaced with a glass wall of UV filtering, gas-filled, double pane panels. Grandma's view of the back yard will be unobstructed. All the rattan furniture stays but the cushions will be remade with modern materials and covered in a fabric that nearly matches the original. The actual cleaning of the room will wait till the wall construction is finished.
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Today was another shopping day. The large bedroom at the front of the house, adjacent to the hall bathroom, was designated to be the game room. The other two bedrooms on Logan's side were to become guest rooms. Knowing that large numbers of guests would occasionally descend on us, like at Christmas, we put two bunk beds across the wall that separates the game room from the bathroom. These were not just regular bunk beds but the kind that has a lower queen size bed with and upper twin bed and under the queen mattress is a twin trundle bed. Access to the top bunk is from a set of stairs on the end. There was just enough room that the two beds would fit end to end with one set of steps servicing both upper bunks. No place near us carried that kind of bed so we ordered it from Overstock.com, with three week delivery.
We also went out shopping and bought a king size hide-a-bed couch for in front of the TV and several different color beanbag chairs. We got this really cool decal for the side wall that looked like a laser had blasted away part of the wall and you could see planets and stars and a ship still firing at another ship. We found some cubby hole shelving that would be perfect for controllers and even hold some board games we owned.
Black Friday was fast approaching and big screen TVs would be featured at many stores. Mom asked me to handle the research for that piece. We needed a large one for the game room and we also wanted one for the living room and Mom and Momma wanted one for their room.
More mattresses were ordered for the new bunk beds, 2 queens, and 4 twin-xl, but these would be only 5-6 inches thick. The game room would now sleep 11 or 12. The other two rooms were to be traditional guest rooms, but we did opt for king beds in them. That would be just enough beds for the whole Doyle clan. If need be, Logan could give up his room and bunk with me to make an extra bed available.
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Mom called the store holding our new bedroom sets and scheduled the furniture delivery. The bathroom remodels were progressing well, the downstairs was going to be finished by the weekend, and the upstairs would be done by the weekend after thanksgiving.
Mom called the floor refinishers to come back for the down stairs. The living room, dining room, and the hall needed to be done. The trouble was all the furniture that was staying and where to put it. That company owner came out today to look at the situation. His solution was to enclose the front porch in tarps and move everything out there. The tarps would prevent any painting, but there was plenty of other house to paint.
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The bedroom furniture delivery was today. The mattresses were waiting in the garage thanks to Amazon Prime. Thank goodness the furniture people doing the delivery also do assembly and set up. They even brought in those 90 pound mattresses and unrolled them as well. Now the house smelled like paint and that horrid stench of fresh memory foam.
The new mobile home arrived up at The Camp as promised. Installation would be completed tomorrow. Also a second call from The Camp confirmed the electric cart in fire engine red was parked next to the mobile home. But Wayland pointed out she really needs some sort of garage to park it in. Mom handled that with one phone call to Lake Keyo hardware. They delivered and set up a metal shed that would easily hold the vehicle. It really did look like a mini garage, overhead door and all.
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It seems to me that everybody has forgotten my birthday this year with all the stuff that been happening to us as a family. They even managed to ignore a few well place hints and reminders I left along the way. Oh well, I can afford to buy myself a birthday present, or I will when the deal finalizes.
I'm trying to decide who to invite up to The Camp with me for my birthday weekend, maybe I should invite Rashon, or maybe Aki. Rick and Charlie could be fun, but they needed to be invited as a team. Maybe I should invite someone like Matt or Devin, I've never invited them by themselves just as part of the project. I decided to invite Rashon. He's cool and I've missed seeing him, football season must have really kept him busy. I'll put Matt and Devin on the next-to-invite-list.
I asked Mom if inviting him was ok, and she said sure honey, whoever you want. I gave him a call, he checked with his mom who said it was ok. I reminded him it was getting cool in the evenings, so bring a flannel shirt or something like that. He said he'd walk home with me after school Friday.
At least my buddy Dave remembered my birthday, he wished me an early happy birthday Friday at school.
My new photography class was pretty cool. It went places the merit badge didn't touch. We started off in the old days of film based photography when you couldn't tell what your picture looked like till you got it developed. Our instructor preferred us using a digital SLR camera if we had access to one, so we could learn to use the aperture, focus, shutter speed, and white balance, but a cell phone camera was allowed if that's all you had.
But this weekend's homework assignment was to take 12 pictures with a camera he gave us. These cameras were old, like from the 20s, 30s and 40s. I took one called the Kodak Vest Pocket Camera from about 1925. It folded up and the lens and shutter were at the end of a short bellows.
Each camera was loaded with black and white film and we were given the same list of different pictures to take, any 12 of the different types we wanted. Portrait, group portrait (at least 6), a candid up-close, wildlife, nature, still life, landscape, food, interesting architecture, a commercial building, a product for an ad, a lifestyle, a pet, night shot, weather, and a sunset or sunrise. We could be as creative or as straight forward as we wanted. Next week we would each develop our own film and see what turns out.
So after school Friday I found Rashon waiting for me outside and we walked home he told me, "I was so glad you called, you got me out of a football player's birthday party for a guy on varsity I didn't even know."
"Oh, kinda like me?" I asked
"No shit? It's your birthday too?"
"Well tomorrow is, not that anyone is going to remember. With all the shit that's been going on, I don't even think my family remembers."
"So what's been going on with you that's kept everyone so busy?"
"Long story or the short one?"
"Make it the long one, we got all weekend."
So I started back at the pool party which was the last time we'd gotten together.
. . . "So some of it's my fault too" . . . I was up to the part about all the time I was spending with Benjie and my merit badge counselor working on the project for The Camp when we arrived home.
"There's my favorite cheerleader!" Rashon yelled as we walked in the front door. Logan had invited Sierra to go with him. She has a crush on Rashon that started when they first met and she showed him her vagina, then allowed him to use it. Sierra had gone to all the Wednesday home games the freshmen played this year. They'd had a good year, won 6 out of the 8 games they played.
Mom came out of the bedroom area with Grandma right behind.
"Hello Rashon," Mom said, "You're looking taller, bigger too."
"Yeah, my mom is complaining about that too, she keeps having to buy me new clothes. I offered to become a nudist again, but with her business, we have too many unexpected drop-in visitors, and she doesn't want me scaring them off. She allows me to be naked only in my bedroom/bathroom area.
"We should be using our membership more in the new year, things are supposed to be slowing down for us. I'm really looking forward to getting out of my clothes." I'm pretty sure he doesn't mean right at this very moment. Sierra is backed up to him with her hands behind her back clutching his dick through his pants. There's a large lump there right now.
"Well, Momma's stuck at work and will be home a couple hours late tonight. We should be leaving by 6:30, we'll eat somewhere on the way up. So if you want, the pool next door is accessible or you can show Rashon the renovations next door to kill some time." I called The Camp to tell Wayland we would be late and asked that he tell Amanda for me.
In the back yard, Sierra tore Rashon's clothes off releasing his engorged penis. Going upstairs a couple workman saw us, but had learned to ignore nudity in this household. Sierra pulled Rashon to Logan's bed and had him buried in her. She had applied some of Logan's lube at the other house. They gave the new mattress a workout and not one sound, other than sounds formed by human bodies excitedly coming together, came from the room.
Seeing Sierra playing with Rashon's dick got me and Logan going too. While she and Rashon occupied the other room, Logan stuffed my butt to another dry cum, then we switched and I had pretty quick sex with his cute butt. I really do like watching his eyes as I slide in and out of him. We went out to the pool to clean up. We may have to turn the pool heater on soon, our dicks shriveled up to nothing in the cool water. Logan's retreated clear up inside. He almost looked like Sierra for a while.
After drying off we went back inside to see the main floor. All the furniture had been moved to the tarp-enclosed porch, the deep-cleaning company also had the steam equipment and had removed the wall paper today and cleaned the ceiling for repainting and it was actually white again, mostly. The floor guys would be sanding the floors tomorrow and Sunday morning, the first coat of varnish would go on Sunday afternoon. They'll be finished by Wednesday in time for everyone to take a couple days off for Thanksgiving. Mom insisted that all the workers be with their families for Thanksgiving.
Momma finally arrived home and was apologizing for being late like it was her fault her boss asked her to stay. We packed Momma's van with the groceries for the weekend and some items to resupply the trailer and headed out. We stopped at the A&W Root Beer drive-in at Lake Keyo for dinner. I called The Camp again to let Amanda know we were almost there, 10 minutes away. We arrived and Amanda was waiting for us. I kissed her nose and told her I missed her, and she told me she loved me too. We went inside to check in. This was the first test of the last upgrade we made. We were checking in another member's child under their account but under Mom's supervision. It worked, of course. I've become a pretty good programmer, Benjie's a great programmer (of course we're both out-of-work programmers now, but we can't tell anybody that).
Momma, Mom, Grandma, Logan, and Sierra drove on in and Amanda and I and Rashon walked back as we normally do.
After the first bend in the road, Grandma's new mobile home came into view with it's cute little garage off the opposite end. Momma's travel trailer was still visible so she would still have a view of the meadow. What I wasn't looking forward to was having to assemble the furniture that had been delivered.
"Got anything special planned for this weekend?" Amanda asked.
"Well, there's furniture to assemble in Grandma's trailer, and I have a photography homework assignment; I have to take 12 pictures with a 1925 black and white camera." We stopped at the open car, and got our bags and went inside.
"SURPRISE,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Noah!"
The living room was packed with my friends. All the Scouts from my troop that helped on the project, Dave, Devin, Carlos and Juan, Rick and Charlie, Jeff, Brian, Aki, and Matt; Rashon and his parents Tyrell and Kendis Lewis; Eric Johnson, my Assistant Scoutmaster, Bear & Momma Bear Wilder; Ginger Desmond and her father Rocky; Mr. and Mrs. Ikeda and their new daughter Airi, Mr. and I assume Mrs. Tamura and Benjie, John Pinedo and our teacher Mr. Cohen; My little buddy Calvin and his brothers Chet and Roger and their mom; and Mom, Momma, Grandma, Logan who probably had the biggest grin of them all, Sierra, Jamie and Amanda. Even Matilda was here.
Mom came over to me and held my face in her hands and kissed me. "Happy Birthday Honey."
"I feel guilty Mom."
"Why Honey, what do you have to feel guilty about?"
"I was feeling sorry for myself thinking everyone forgot my birthday."
"Well remember that feeling for after you get married, and you'll never forget your wife's birthday or anniversary." She kissed me on the lips again.
Benjie came to me and said, "I want to introduce you to my mother. Greet my father first, and let him introduce her, don't try to shake her hand just a slight bow from the waist. She has a skin condition and does not touch other people.
We walked to where they were standing, Benjie said, "Noah, my parents."
"Mr. Tamura, it is a pleasure to see you again." He and I shook hands.
"Allow me to introduce my wife, Haruka," he said.
With my hands at my sides I bowed slightly at the waist, and she returned my bow with one of her own. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you Mrs. Tamura.
"The pleasure is mine, Benjie has told me much about you, and I wish to thank you for your assistance at Benjie's school. That was very kind and brave of you."
My most pleasant surprise was the guys that arrived early had already assembled Grandma's furniture.
A few of them couldn't stay and after wishing me happy birthday again took their leave. John and Mr. Cohen were preparing the JBN Enterprises turnover of all intellectual properties, Matilda had to get back to the office. Ginger and Rocky were still in the middle of the construction project and had to work Saturday and Sunday. Eric Johnson had to work too.
"Thank you Mom, how did you keep it so quiet? I had no idea, and when I asked Rashon he had to get permission to come with us?"
"No he didn't, all of them were going to be here no matter who you invited. All of them knew you might call, so all of them knew to play it cool and act as if it was normal."
"And Momma being late tonight?"
"Was to allow everyone time to get here ahead of us."
Mr. & Mrs. Lewis had brought up their travel trailer and were parked right behind us. Mr. & Mrs. Tamura, and Mr. & Mrs. and Airi Ikeda had rented the big cabin for the weekend. Bear & Momma Bear Wilder stayed wherever they normally stay up here. Chet's mom was staying in the camping area but allowed the boys to stay with us. Mom and Momma stayed with Grandma in her new trailer turning La Casa completely over to 20 preteens and teenagers.
The teens: Dave, Devin, Carlos, Rick, Charlie, Jeff, Brian, Aki, Matt, Rashon, Benjie, Chet, and Amanda (almost teen) and me.
The pre-teens: Juan, Calvin, Roger, Logan, Sierra, Jamie.
We put the Pre-teens in the big bedroom, Amanda and I took the small bedroom. The others were relegated to the living room or kitchen. Most ended up off the floor, but all the scouts brought sleeping bags, so no one would be uncomfortable.
Around 9 the adults left after we made popcorn and settled in to watch a movie the whole group would like. When that ended, we put the pre-teens to bed. I'm sure Sierra was going to fuck several of them before going to sleep. Turns out she did all of them except Calvin, and him she sucked. Apparently Calvin sucked several of the boys as well.
The next movie had been pre-selected by Jeff. It was a gay triple X rated movie about a bunch of friends fucking their buddy on a camping trip, each one taking their turn at either his ass or his throat. A couple guys cummed during the movie. It ended after 11 and Amanda took me to bed and had me lay face down with my legs spread. This could only mean one thing. Someone brought Logan in and he got on the bed behind me and slipped his little dick up my butt. Have a happy birthday tomorrow big brother, he said as his dry cum made his body convulse. Then my newest friend came in, Chet climbed on and pushed in, he pumped me a few minutes and I felt his cum in my rectum. Dave, my really good long time best friend was next and he made love to me as we have more than a few times. I cummed in the towel (1) under me and made him cum when I clenched his dick with my anus.
Amanda was at my side as each friend left his present in my bowels. Her fingers helped several finish sooner so all of them would get a chance.
Rick and Charlie double teamed me by having me on my back Charlie took my rectum, Rick fucked my face by having me hang my head off the edge of the bed. They kissed each other as they had near simultaneous orgasms. Rick tasted good.
Benjie was next. He didn't use any lube but his 2 ½" spike didn't need any the thrust it in and laid still as his penis grew inside me to his full size, then he did as I taught him, I cummed again (2).
Matt came in and asked me to roll back on my stomach. He climbed on and his inexperience showed as he shoved it in, pumped maybe 5 times and cummed. It was either the inexperience or maybe the movie had him right on the edge already. Devin, accustomed to getting at least 4 blow jobs a day during the project hadn't cum in a while, he thrust in and laid still waiting for the urge to pass, it didn't pass and he cummed 5 times without ever fucking me. Brian was next and he knew what he was doing he positioned himself that each thrust stabbed my prostate. I moaned and squirted the towel again (3).
Aki was next, another small guy with an ample penis. He made love to me on my back and gently stroked in and out till he cummed. Then he whispered in my ear, Airi wants to give you her gift tomorrow.
Jeff was next, and I'm pretty sure this was our first time together. He's a bit more experienced and used multiple direction to give me a different experience.
Carlos, another of my students did something I didn't teach him. He pulled my legs off the edge of the bed and stood behind me. He rammed it in me and I told him, "Fuck me hard, Carlos." My god did he fuck me hard I cummed (4) halfway through his pummeling of my ass it was hard and it hurt in a good way.
Rashon was last, he was after all the biggest, the heaviest of my friends and also had the largest dick. He had me move back up on my back and he lifted my knees up to my ears. He slid his large penis in me in one slow drive, and stayed there till I was ready for more. "You know, your ass is tighter than Sierra's vagina. Go ahead, I told him and he began rocking his hips. He long-stroked me, actually pulling out a few time before plunging back in, he and I cummed together (5). I can see why Logan like my dick in him, a larger dick feels really, really good.
With Rashon done I thought it was over, but Amanda demanded I do the fucking now. She climbed on me before I could go soft after Rashon. She rocked back and forth making her vagina rise and fall on my penis. She made me roll us over so I could be on top, we kissed and let our tongues play as I eased in and out of her. I know we did that for at least 10 minutes. She cummed and I complained that I was getting tired so we put her back on top. Just as I was about to give up I felt the fire. "It's cumming Amanda, I can feel it. She renewed her speed and I felt my dick grow harder and the fire more intense. I'm cumming, "Aaahhh" I said as 3 pulses weakly transferred from my penis to her vagina. I was done, I fell asleep with Amanda still lying on top of me with me inside her.
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There was some knocking at the door Saturday morning. Amanda was beside me now. Someone yelled, "Come on in." Mom opened the door and stood at the entrance surveying the scene before her. Bodies were occupying every horizontal surface, the hide-a-bed, the recliners, the table bed, and some on the floor. "Breakfast is being served in Grandma's House for 20 more minutes." The prospect of missing out on breakfast opened their eyes, and movement starting taking place. 14 of us were slowly becoming aware that a new day had arrived and breakfast was almost over. And if we wanted any, we would have to walk across the road. Someone checked on the pre-teens, their room was empty.
I spent a fair amount of time on the throne allowing a fair accumulation of fluid drain out of me, let's just say it was not a pretty sight. Good thing we don't have to get dressed, we made it with 10 minutes to spare.
Breakfast had been catered by the dinner. Mom had borrowed a couple folding tables from Wayland and they were set up in Grandma's living room. There were trays of bacon, French toast, scrambled eggs and cinnamon rolls cut in half. Topping were available and there was milk and juice as well. Eating was done outside, or back in La Casa, wherever you could find a place to sit.
Everyone knew the way things worked here and groups formed around activities. We agreed to meet at the pool at 11 to swim before lunch.
I just remembered, today's my birthday. I was feeling pretty good surrounded by my friends. I put my Kodak Vest Pocket camera in my shoulder bag along with an older digital camera. I would use the digital camera to set up my shot, then take the one picture I was allowed.
I found out the pre-teens were playing miniature golf and Amanda and I set off to find them. We found their group and sat on a bench watching them. No one realized I was holding a camera and I took a picture of them when they all had their backs to me, while it was still obvious they were playing golf. This was my sports picture. The picture I thought about taking was of Logan standing at the tee getting ready to take a stroke. The title would be Two Putters but I couldn't with the black and white, so I took it with the digital.
We stopped in the rec center where I figured I could get a good candid up-close picture. I found what I thought would be a good one, a young boy was straddling a bench seat. A girl was seated in front of him sitting the same way, facing him. She was painting on his chest. The angle I chose was from behind the boy. While they were nude, nothing below mid torso was in the picture. The center of attention was her face, her concentration, her tongue sticking out as she worked on him. It didn't hurt that she was a real cutie too.
I saw a good example of a still life there too. Where the brushes and paints were stored several were on top of the cabinet, the difference between the long thin paint brushes in a jar of water and the round jars of paint was also an example of contrast both in color and photo content we had discussed in class.
We went over to Grandma's cottage. The stone building would be great for the interesting architecture building picture I had to take. Here I used the digital camera to try different angles, close ups and far away, and lying on the ground shooting up. One shot looked cool and had contrast in it as well. The doorway had the stone structure, the rugged wood of the antique door, and the smooth glass doorknob. I retook that picture with the Kodak camera. I really hope that one comes out.
Mom had shown me that a portrait didn't have to be in a studio, it could be in a natural setting as well. When we caught up at the pool, Logan and I had laid our towels next to each other. He was lying on his side with his arm propping him up so he could watch everything going on around us. I took a picture of him with the digital camera, then took it again with the Kodak.
At lunch, I got my food shot. Mr. Lewis was cooking burgers on the barbeque I got a picture including flames, and smoke just as he flipped a burger and the grease flared up.
For my picture of a product, I did a shoot with Calvin, the absolutely cutest kid I know. I made it an ad for underwear and had him pose like they do for the Sunday newspaper ads for like K-Mart or Kohl's. Since it was black and white, I had him use dark underpants. They had a superman logo right in front, I had him stand like superman with his hands on his hips making sure the logo stood out in the photo. I stuffed his crotch with toilet paper to smooth out the front of the pants and had him stand on the top of the picnic table so I could shoot looking up at him.
I combined the weather picture and the landscape picture. I took a shot of the trees along the right third of the picture and the meadow covering the left 2/3 of the picture. High above was one lonely cloud. Other than sunshine it was the only weather I saw.
Before dinner, I got all the pre-teens together Juan, Calvin, Roger, Logan, Jamie, Sierra, and Airi. I asked Amanda to be in it too so there would be another girl. I let them know I was taking their picture, I wanted them to ham it up for the camera. I had them use a picnic table up behind us. I had the five tallest on the table the three shortest on the bench. Nothing was feeling right till I asked them to turn around and moon the camera. They did and I took the shot. I figured that was a creative group portrait.
I noticed a lack of dinner preparations when Mom and Momma started rounding everyone up, telling us to head on down to the Bingo Hall. We had thirty of us hanging around when the pizza delivery truck arrived from Lake Keyo. Boxes of pizza, buckets of chicken, and the normal accompaniments for a pizza party were carried in including several 2-liter bottles of sodas and several bottles of wine for the adults.
Salad in a jumbo bowl was brought over from the diner with several squeeze bottles of dressings. Mom brought cups and a cooler of ice when she drove Grandma down in her new red electric cart. Wayland and Matilda joined us for dinner as well leaving the maintenance guy in charge of the office. We polished off the pizza and chicken and put a good size dent in the salad. Mom and Momma disappeared returning with a large sheet cake baked in the kitchen and a cart of ice cream, the hot fudge pot, and several toppings along with bowls and spoons to set out on one of the tables. Everybody sang happy birthday and I got to blow out 15 candles. And everybody got all the cake and ice cream they wanted and we had leftovers to take back to La Casa.
Benjie and I gave Mr. and Mrs. Tamura a tour of The Camp including the highlights of the Nojie installations. We also showed them the benches the Scouts installed in the play area when I noticed something different, each bench had a new addition. In the top slat of every bench a cutout was made and a plaque installed, they read, Bench placed by Troop 1126 & 1154 Noah Barnes Eagle Scout Service Project 8/2018. I think this my favorite birthday present. Figuring that it was Wayland's doing, on our stop at the office to see the server installation, I thanked him for the plaques. His reply was that he only installed them, Mom ordered them through Bear's contacts in the forest service.
We then walked the nature trail ending back near the cabin they had rented. We finished up just as it was getting dark.
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That night I attempted a night shot from the front of La Casa out over the meadow with the pool illuminated by the artificial lights. I used the digital camera again trying to figure out what f-stop and exposure to use. I ended up with F8 for 2 seconds. I used the patio table and rocks to steady and aim the camera.
Before all of the adults disappeared to play Bingo I found Mom and thanked her for my best Birthday present.
"Oh, you found them!"
`Yes, it's a great present, thank you. But Bingo was about to start and red Solo cups and bottles of wine needed to get to Bingo Hall. Mom, Momma and Grandma rode off in her new race car.
After they left, Aki came to me. "You need to come with me. Airi wants to give you her birthday present. He accompanied me to the big cabin the Ikedas and Tamuras rented for the weekend. Aki held the door open for me to enter and said, "Please go in, she is waiting for you. We both thank you Noah." He stepped back through the door and closed it.
"Come in Noah," she said. "Tonight I wish to thank you for being such an important influence in my life and bringing me into the Ikeda family. I hope that you will honor me by accepting me and making love to me tonight. Mother and Father have assured me they will not return before 11.
Airi, you don't have to do this. I wasn't responsible for this.
"But you are Noah! Have you ever seen the Christmas movie "It's a wonderful life" with James Stewart? Remember when he is given his wish that he'd never been born and got to see how the town developed without him?
"Yes, of course, everybody's seen it bunches of times.
"Imagine if you were not a Boy Scout. You would not learned the skills to allow you to become Logan's babysitter, you would not have worked on your project and brought Aki to The Camp. That was the moment you touched and changed the course of my life. Without you I would not have met Aki. Had I not met Aki, I would not have met Mother and Father, and I would still be in foster care instead of being his sister. You are one of the most important people in my life. I met Aki by having sex with him, I wish to have sex with the person who brought him into my life."
She took my hand and pulled me to her bedroom. "Aki has told me that you are a very accomplished lover. Amanda, whom I've gotten to know confirms this assessment. Please be my special friend and make love to me." I couldn't argue with her, she is a beautiful girl, and I didn't want to disappoint her or my friend Aki for that matter. She pulled me onto the bed with her, and I left my will power behind. She caressed my penis with both hands and brought her lips to my glans kissing all over my penis and scrotum with little kisses. My organ responded and enlarged to full hardness. I pulled her face up to mine and kissed her sweet lips lightly at first then harder and with more passion. Our tongues found each other and played lightly.
Airi is young but is well versed in having sex have been forced to please either her foster father or foster brothers. Her body is still too young to begin developing, but I did everything I could to please her and she responded in kind. We kissed and I began working my down her beautiful body I kissed her neck and shoulders, and suckled and kissed softly at her nipples and ran my tongue around the nipples teasing her areoles. She hummed in pleasure as I did that. I kissed her ribs and her belly, I rimmed her belly button since she had an outie, then sucked on it trying to give her pleasure. She seemed to enjoy that, she was my first outie belly button, so I wasn't sure what she would like. I licked from her belly button to her magic button and she spread her legs and I raised myself and got between them so my tongue could continue loving her vulva.
I buried my mouth between her labia and teased her clitoris with my tongue and sucked at it even though it didn't stand up for me. I had heard that many women didn't orgasm, and Airi may be one of those girls, but it wouldn't be for my lack of trying. It appeared I was making her feel good as she responded with moans, but I do not believe she reached an orgasm from my attempts to put my tongue everywhere in her vulva including as much of it in her vagina as I could get. She lifted my face with her hands, "Come back up here." She said and she pulled on my face and I crawled up her body, till my penis bumped into the space between her legs. "Aki gave me this for you to apply to your penis since I do not self-lubricate. She handed a tube of Organic Glide and I squeezed some into her hand and put the tube away. I held her hand and brought it to my penis that she could apply it to me. She wrapped her fingers around me and rubbed the lube all over getting the glans last.
"I have not had sex since the weekend I met Aki, so please be gentle with me." She centered me in her vaginal opening with her hand. With the lightest possible pressure the tip of my penis entered her vagina. She tried to pull on my hips, but her hand was still coated with the lubricant slid along my side, her other hand got her point across and I flexed my hips spreading her open as my glans slid in. "That feels good, go deeper." I shifted slightly and more of me slipped in her. My glans was all the way in and she had closed around my shaft. "That is very nice, I believe you may proceed." My penis doesn't get any larger than the glans so it was clear to proceed. My hips thrust forward and my sparse pubic hair was tickling her vulva.
"I believe you can fuck me now," she said.
"No, I won't do that. Fucking is a crude form of sex. That is what your foster father did to you, I'm going to making love to you as a beautiful young woman whom I respect. Maybe some other time we can try different forms of sex, but not tonight." I used just my hips and pulled maybe 4 inches out then reversed and eased back in. I made sure to keep my entry low to force my penis to rub her front wall of her vagina hoping to activate the internal spot that brings many women pleasure. I kept trying even allowing an orgasm to dissipate so I would have more time to bring her with me.
"Could we switch positions, if that's alright with you of course?"
"Yes, whatever you like."
I pulled out and we moved around, me now on my back. She straddled me, held my penis centered in her again, and dropping all the way down on me in one move. She rocked back and forth. After she rocked forward I would thrust up in her, then return as she rocked back. She quickly had me back at the edge. "If you don't slow down Airi, I'm going to cum."
"I want you to cum. I want you deep in me and I want to feel your cum in me." That was all it took to drive me over the edge, the smoldering burn in my toes that foretells an orgasm jumped to a raging fire in my loins. I pulled her down on me and at the same time I tried to drive her to the ceiling, my butt was off the mattress and I cummed with a quiet and satisfying, "Oooooooooo."
I dropped back down to the mattress and she leaned forward and laid on my chest and sucked on my nipple till I made her stop. I stayed in her till shrinkage pulled me out. We laid the a few more minutes softly stroking each other and talking. She expressed her interest in having Aki make love to her as he had done when they first met, but since the adoption was announced, he wouldn't do it anymore. She told me she loved him and wanted him to love her too, and not just in a brotherly way, but in a physical way as well.
We then got up and we walked together to La Casa where Aki was waiting for us at the patio table wearing his flannel shirt, because it was so chilly out.
"You're right Aki, he's a great lover. He wouldn't fuck me, he made love to me. He was really nice," she said as we got close.
I sat with Aki and Airi went inside. "Why won't you have sex with Airi? You're going to drive her away and she'll seek other boys and not all of them are as gentle and caring as you. They might not even be as clean as you."
"But she's my sister." Aki replied
"Yeah, and she loves you too. That didn't stop you that first weekend."
"She wasn't my sister then, things changed when she became my sister."
"Well if it's any consolation, you're not her sister by blood, only by adoption, you could marry her someday if you wanted. It's not incest either.
"Airi got used to being fucked in foster care, tonight I tried to show her that all boys and men aren't like that. You didn't fuck her back in August. I would say you had sex with her. Now that you love her, you can make love to her. She's accustomed to more sex than she is getting now, if she can't get it from you, she may go elsewhere for it and who knows with whom or where she might look for it. It could lead to real trouble for her, and if word gets out, her reputation would be shot and it could even reflect on your family."
"Well maybe I could arrange for her to be with members of the troop."
"So you don't believe its right for you to have sex with her, right?"
"That is correct."
"But it would be ok for you to be her pimp?" I asked.
"No," he said dejectedly, I wasn't thinking about it like that."
"The more partners she has, the higher the chance that others would find out and could even lead to her being attacked. Aki, think about it for your sister. I have sex with my brother. Lots of kids have sex with their siblings, you heard the stories that night in the trailer during the project when someone asked about sex with brothers and sisters. Keep her safe, Aki, do it for her. You said she didn't have to have sex unless she wanted it, well, she WANTS you.
I got up and went inside for some more cake and ice cream. The cake was out, I just had to get the ice cream out. Of course now that it was out, all the other guys wanted more as well. Even Benjie came in for some after sitting outside thinking about things. He took a bowl for himself and one for Airi, and together they walked back to the cabin where they were staying. They didn't come back till breakfast.
Amanda took me into the bedroom Chet brought Calvin in. He put Calvin up between my legs and told him to go ahead. He started fingering my butthole rimming it with his fingers, then pushed a finger inside, then two. The thought of the little guy doing that to me made me cum, but he kept playing, driving me nuts. His fingers increased to all four and his hand up to his thumb was in me. Then the pressure started. What's he doing to me I wondered. I didn't have long to wait, his hand, his whole hand slipped up inside me. I felt him going deeper and his fingers like digging away at the sides of my rectum. My anus was stretching larger than Rashon had made it as his arm twisted back and forth as he pushed in past his wrist. I could feel him deep inside me his fingers wiggling constantly. "Ok, now do the thing with your knuckles." Chet told him. He pulled his hand back till only his hand was up in me, my anus was around his wrist. "For this to work right he needs you on your back." I lifted a leg up over his head and rotated to my back. My legs now on either side of him, Ok Calvin, make a fist and rotate your hand," Chet told him. He started rotating his hand slowly. Each of his little knuckles and his thumb drummed across my prostate. My penis, still erect, swelled even bigger and rose off my abdomen standing straight up.
My feet pulled up near my butt and my butt rose up off the bed.
"Faster Calvin," Chet told him. Calvin doubled the speed at which his hand rotated in my rectum. I've had those vibrating dildos in my butt and pressed against my prostate for an intense cum before, but this was beyond intense, this was extreme. My back arched and drove my dick high in the air. I was trying to hump the air above me, trying to drive my dick into something that wasn't there. My hands had grabbed fistfuls of the sheets as I attempted to hold on. "Keep going Calvin, you're doing real good." I heard Chet say.
Semen exploded from my penis. "Oh fuck," I yelled, "Aaaaaaahhhhhh" 5 more streams of semen shot out going all over and still I pressed upward.
"Don't stop Calvin." I pleaded, and he didn't. Another stream of semen shot out, and I collapsed down on the bed. 3 more pulses shot up to my upper chest. It was all I could do to draw one breath after the other. My balls ached at the loss of that much sperm. Calvin had stopped, but I was aware of something still filling my anus.
"Ok, Calvin, tuck in your thumb, now pull gently. Very slow now, keep pulling. . ."
I could feel my anus stretching out as his hand pulled through the anal canal, my internal sphincter constricting helping to push his hand out of me. Chet was waiting for him with a towel and took him to the bathroom to wash up. He brought me back a wet cloth to clean up my semen.
Amanda looked into open orifice. "After this weekend, I don't think your butt's ever going to be the same again."
"I don't think I'm ever going to be the same again."
Amanda snuggled up against me with her arm over me and we fell asleep before 9.
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I assume the other guys stayed up late again. I woke up when the pre-teens started stirring and my movements woke Amanda. We washed our faces and cleaned up my rear end better and went to another catered breakfast with them.
There is a section of The Camp where most of the pet owners stay, not that they are required to be in one area, they just choose to be. This one older, really nice guy has a very friendly golden retriever and I went over to talk to him. I explained my photography project and asked if I could borrow Alfonse. For my pet picture I wanted the boy and his dog type of picture.
Alfonse was happy to come with me and I led him back to La Casa where Logan and Jamie were hanging out. We walked to an area where the background was just trees and I let them play with the dog. Alfonse had brought his favorite toy with him, a tennis ball. The boys tried playing keep away from him and did for a few throws, then he played keep away from the boys making them chase him trying to get the ball back.
Alfonse allowed the game to go on for a while then allowed to boys to catch him and he laid in the grass with a boy on either side. The pictured I attempted to take was of all three of them, Alfonse in the middle with the ball in his mouth looking right at the camera. Logan was on the near side sitting on the side of his hip, with his lower leg bent forward and his upper leg back exposing his boy parts also looking at the camera. Jamie was on the opposite side with his arm over the dog's neck looking at the dog. We took Alfonse back to his owner with a promise to give him a copy of the photo.
On the way home we drove through the old part of the town of Lake Keyo. There was an old section of town that used to be the center of town before the town grew up and tripled in size. Most businesses moved to be closer to the new more expensive homes. One of the old buildings still in use was the corner drug store. Mom parked and I went to frame my picture. I ended up standing in the middle of the cross walk to take the picture. That was my commercial building picture and the last picture on the roll.
They had applied the final coat of varnish to the rest of the floors. But we could only look into the living space, the floors were still tacky having just been finished this morning. With the peach with dark green patterned flowered wallpaper and the dark brown floors gone, the difference in color is astounding. Once painted, it will look even better.
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I turned in my Kodak Vest pocket camera today. He wanted a half page report on what it was like taking pictures, `the old way'. My turn to develop my film would be tomorrow, then we would make contact prints where the film is laid directly on printing paper and exposed to light which produced a picture the same size as the negative.
Another step in the remodel was completed today, the downstairs bathroom was finished. The crew working that room moved upstairs to help the other guys finish those bathrooms.
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Grandma had talked to her lawyer about maximizing her long-term care insurance policy. He got back to her today with the good news / bad news
The bad news was that Mom would only receive minimal payment from the policy as an untrained health care provider. The good news was that Mom could take 6 courses at the community college extension campus and earn a health care certificate she could be paid much better. If she earned her 2-year nursing degree, she could earn $60,000 a year as a live-in care provider for Grandma. Mom's going back to school after Christmas.
Grandma told the lawyer, "So they want to play hardball, and you're letting them push you around. Why am I paying you? What you just told me is clearly stated in the policy. You go tell them that I'll be moving to the assisted care facility in Phoenix, and they'll be on the hook for $10,000 a month. Or, they can pay Sherri, the nursing degree pay, currently $60,000 a year starting now while she's in school to earn her degree. If she doesn't complete it in 5 years, her pay would revert back to the health care certificate level.
The lawyer called her back the next day. The insurance company agreed as long as Mom stays enrolled and is actively working towards the degree and can provide proof in the way of semi-annual transcripts.
Mom went on-line and registered with the community college, signing up for the spring nursing degree program.
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I got to make my contact prints today. After the instructor saw them, he had me stay after class. He told me even though the photos I took at the nudist resort were protected by the first amendment, he could not allow nude prints, especially of young people, to be printed in school. He had me make another set of the prints, that I could use for the rest of the assignment, blacking out the images of nudes deemed too risquι for class.
He did let me know, "Your photos are excellent Noah. The sports picture was ok, I like how everyone had their back to you. And the group portrait of the kids mooning the camera was very creative. Your best photo of the twelve was the boys with the dog. It could win in a photography contest. The boy lying on his side propped up on his elbow is a great portrait, when I print it for you, I'm going to crop off a little to allow the viewer to wonder if he is actually nude. We'll talk more about the other images in class. I just wanted to let you know why some will not be talked about. I am giving you full credit for all 12 pictures, we just can't allow. . . ."
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Mike and Ron's families got together at Thanksgiving and called Grandma. Unable to reach her at home, they called my cell phone. We talked on the speaker for 20 minutes updating Grandma and making plans for Christmas and wanting to go up to The Camp for another weekend. Mike shared he had actually gone on a date even though the divorce wouldn't be final for a while. When they asked about how the new arrangement was going, we kinda downplayed it, that we were adjusting to it, and somehow we left out the whole house makeover. Momma had prepared the dinner and Mom got the day off from remodeling duties. Our local football team didn't play today so we watched the Atlanta Falcons and New Orleans Saints game. We'd be playing Atlanta next week.
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Either of the club stores would have satisfied our TV requirements, but COSTCO won out on slightly better models that were available. We went on Black Friday and picked out a 75" for the game room. The living room only needed a 65". And Mom and Momma's bedroom got a 48". We also bought 3 wall mounting brackets.
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With Thanksgiving over the interior painting contractor came back this morning to paint the entire downstairs, starting with the empty rooms then moving into the sun room. The new glass wall was complete and the trim around it needed painting.
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We're getting into a habit of shopping on Sunday it seems and the Sunday after Thanksgiving we went shopping for rugs. The decision had been made not to install wall to wall carpet in any rooms and just use area rugs and throw rugs. We spent the day buying rugs and got some pretty good prices with the extended Black Friday deals. We filled the Navigator's back end and roof rack with rolled-up rugs and a few throw rugs.
All of the rugs had a southwestern design to them which matched the color scheme and theme throughout the house and even the exterior.
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My photography teacher pulled me aside during class. "I showed your underwear photo to a friend of mine. He just about lost it when he saw your subject. He wants to talk with the boy's parents. Do you have that information? I provided Calvin's mom's phone number to the instructor the next day and didn't give it another thought.
The Bathroom crews finished the upstairs bathroom, the hall shower can accommodate 4 people easily with separate controls for each of the three ceiling-mounted shower head. Together they create a real rainfall.
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Photography class today was the critique of my images in front of the whole class. The instructor has scanned in all of them (that he could share) and they were projected on the screen at the front of the room. Where we had the corresponding image in color, he included those. We were only sharing the most interesting images with the whole class. Some students didn't share any, some, one or two, he projected 9 of my pictures and contrasted them with 6 identical color images I had taken. The cool thing about black and white photography is that some pictures actually look better in black and white, but not always.
The reupholsters called us telling the new sun room cushions were ready to be picked up. We took the Navigator and filled the back end with cushions. There were 4 long cushions for the couch and 4 more standard cushions for the two chairs. These cushions were much firmer, and would make it easier for Grandma to push herself up. We also looked at one of those electric recliners that raise up to help you into a standing position. They're mostly ugly with plain covers, but the refinisher said he could recover one in matching material as the other rattan furniture.
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The painters finished the Dining room, Living room, and hallway. Mom had the painters help bring in the rugs from the garage. We determined where to hang the 75" TV so it would get the least light reflection but we still needed to put blackout drapes on one window in the corner. With that decided we positioned the area rugs and brought in the furniture from the porch. The room was beautiful, the new paint bright and the rugs accented the colors in the walls, but the furniture just didn't work. It was so 1980's. Mom brought Grandma to see it. And the first words out of her mouth were "Oh goodness that furniture sucks! Get rid of it and get something new in here. I want people to be comfortable in here and be able to live in here."
The dining room tables and chairs, while just as old, had classic styling and went with the style of the house and the new paint. So we only needed a complete new living room.
The living room furniture went back out into the front yard with a `Free Furniture' sign on it. We called the Salvation Army for a donation pickup, first come first served.
One of the painters agreed to install all three mounting brackets and the TVs for $100. He did them all that evening after his boss left.
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Mom, armed with a dimensioned drawing of the room, went shopping on a Thursday for a change and purchased living room furniture & stuff with short delivery times. Some was delivered Saturday, the rest on Monday. This completed the living/dining room. Sure there would be small things like some new pictures and such but basically done.
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UPS came today delivering the Game Room bunk beds in 6 boxes. When I got home from school, I got a guy from the kitchen to help me carry them upstairs to the game room. I started opening boxes and began the assembly. I had to stop for dinner and the troop meeting. I continued Tuesday after school and finished up Wednesday night. The king size couch came as did the other pieces we bought. The Cable Company came and ran service to all three TVs, and installed the cable modem and the wireless router in the living room. When checking upstairs they did not get a signal and needed to add a second modem and another wireless router.
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Mom needed a break from all the contractors and dust but still had lots to do inside the house to give it that lived-in look and Christmas decorations needed to be put up , so we took just a quick trip up to The Camp for just Friday night and come home Saturday after dinner. We ate all our meals in Momma's Diner and Bakery. Logan invited Roger (Calvin and Chet's brother) to go with him and Benjie came with me. We picked a perfect weekend to cut short, Amanda had a thing with her parents and had to leave at 3 Saturday afternoon. Benjie and I both had some homework and completed it up at camp.
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Momma officially went to heaven Dec 12th, it was a Wednesday evening shortly after she got home from work. The owner of the kitchen remodeling company called her over and said. "Well, we're done. What do you think?"
Momma just stood there unable to speak with her hand over her heart. She, of course, had been watching the construction carefully, doing daily inspections of the progress. But today, it became her kitchen from the tile floor and walls to the mahogany wood cabinets with glass insets in the doors, to the hammered copper ceiling, from the dinette on one end to the laundry room on the other.
She walked around the kitchen dragging her hand along the quartz countertop in white with silver and gold veins. She touched the wall cabinets and opened the deep drawers of the lower cabinets where her pots and pans could be found without getting on your knees.
She checked the built-in double oven, and tried the touchless water faucet. She opened the dishwasher and the double doors of the large refrigerator with bottom freezer.
She turned the knobs on the built-in gas cooktop igniting the flames much to her joy. Moving out the opposite end, she swung open the double folding doors of the walk-in pantry with the chest freezer along one wall, beyond that, the laundry room with elevated, side-by-side front load washer and gas dryer. With cabinets mounted above them.
"Where's your brother?" she asked me.
"Upstairs, I think."
"Logan! Get down here!" He arrived. "Come." On the back patio Momma handed us cardboard boxes. We followed her through the gate to our kitchen where everything was to go in the boxes and the three of us carried them back to the new house. She emptied our boxes and put thing away while we went back for more, everything, except for the dishes, glassware and silver wear, all of Momma's pots and pans and baking dishes and cooking sheets. When we thought we were done, she sent us to the garage for the Ikea boxes that contained new service for 12 including place settings and complete glass sets and silver wear. Places settings went in the dishwasher first. While that ran, she hand washed the 36 glasses.
Nothing else needed to be said, but that started the migration from our old house to our new house. It didn't take much, since Logan and Momma had just moved in 6 months before and we all did a major purge so they would have room. Drawers were emptied into boxes and carried over and put away in new drawers. Clothes hanging in closets were hand carried from the old closets to new closets, Logan and I officially moved into our new rooms. Our old bathroom stuff moved in the same 2 boxes we carried back and forth. We completed the move of our personal stuff in just this one evening.
We helped Grandma move back too, though that wasn't very hard. As a full time nudist she hadn't brought much in the way of clothing. When we cleaned out the bathroom of our stuff, we took her stuff to her bathroom at the same time.
Mom packed boxes and let me and Logan carry them over to their room. I disconnected the game system in the living room and took it to the Game Room in the new house.
We spent our first night in Grandma's house, now our house Wednesday Dec 12th. Logan went to bed first at 9 at his usual time I went to bed at 10, and as expected found Logan in my bed. But that was just fine with me.
Our rooms weren't done decoration wise, we still had to move posters and the stuff on our walls, then decide where we wanted them. There were other pictures and such things in the living room to go also, but otherwise the rooms were empty for renting the house as furnished. We almost forgot the kitchen clock. I grew up in that house, lived there 15 years. My dad had just bought the house for us when he was killed, his insurance money allowed us to stay in the house. I thought I was going to be sad leaving it, but I wasn't, I couldn't wait to see what living with Grandma would bring.
I remembered the hidden thumb drive in the ceiling fixture and got it down too. I returned it to the spot under the 14th floorboard up in the attic. The next day after school we visually swept the house again. Mom had gotten everything off the walls while we were at school. Even with all the furniture still there, the house looked empty.
Every December, in place of a campout, since no one has time to go camping anyway, the troop holds their annual Court of Honor and Christmas party. We have 3 major courts a year, but the December one is the biggie. The accomplishments of every Scout for the whole year are highlighted and pending awards are given out. A Scout can advance after any of the monthly board of reviews, and he's given his earned rank badge to wear at the next meeting, but at the court of honor is where he is officially recognized and his mother gets her pin for her lapel.
While I have officially been an Eagle Scout since I passed my Board of Review on Tuesday, Oct 16th tonight I would be presented my badge and patch.
But first all the other awards would be given out. Logan was one of the first, he and a couple other new Scouts went through the investiture ceremony. He looked so cute and serious as the 12 candles representing the Scout Law were lit. Then they pledged themselves to Scouting by repeating the Scout oath as the 3 candles representing the 3 duties of the oath were repeated.
Logan received the card for the Scout rank he wore on his uniform already then was called back up to receive his Tenderfoot award he had just completed. His good friend Juan was also recognized with his Tenderfoot tonight, as well as receiving his Second Class award. Juan's brother Carlos, was recognized with his Second Class card and awarded his 1st Class Award.
We went through each rank and everybody was recognized for something, even if it was only a merit badge or for completing service hours. A couple Scouts were even promoted to the Troop Honor Guard. After the regular advancement awards were given out, Special Awards were recognized and they gave me my plaque again for the Honor Medal with Crossed Palms.
I've been through this before and know how it works. At the end of all the other awards with the candles still burning, the lights go out. A Scout walks up to the Scout Rank plaque and lights a small candle illuminating the plaque and describes the Scout Rank. Then a Tenderfoot does the same thing to the Tenderfoot Rank plaque. This continues around the room up to and including the Eagle Scout Plaque.
A slide show was played of me growing up through the troop starting as a lowly Scout at age 11 up to today, several were taken on my project.
There were speeches by Mr. Marconi and Eric Johnson. I was given the Eagle Scout Charge. My parents were invited up and Momma was given my Eagle Scout patch to put on my pocket (in actuality all she did was remove a tan colored piece of cloth revealing my badge beneath it) and I placed a mother's pin on her lapel. Mom was given my Eagle badge to pin above my pocket and I put another mother's pin on her ribbon with all my other rank pins that she's had since I became a Scout 4 years ago.
I was presented with an American Flag that flew above our Nation's Capital, and several letters of congratulations from Senators and members of Congress, two from NASA Astronauts, the Governor, Cindy McCain, wife of John McCain who died a week after my project. Presidents Carter, Obama, Clinton, and Bush, there was one other presidential letter missing, but I couldn't have cared less. I especially enjoyed the letter from Pedro the Boys' Life burro.
There were several special guests that showed up for the Eagle Scout Court of Honor. Mostly people associated with my project, and it was great to see them all again. Of course, my favorite guest was Amanda.
When the Court of Honor was over the Christmas Party commenced. There was a present for every child in every Scout's family, even if they weren't at the party. In addition to Christmas gifts I received several congratulatory Eagle Scout gifts.
There was cake and ice cream and punch. A slide show of my project ran in a loop on a digital photo frame.
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Just because I got my Eagle didn't mean I was off the hook for cleaning out the garage. By Sunday, I got the stuff stored in our old garage moved to the new one. The move was complete and Mom put up an ad on the grocery store bulletin board: 3 Bedroom 2 bath 1500 square house. Great for children, walk to schools, possible pool access. Furnished! $2100/mo. She listed the address for a drive-by look and a created a special Gmail address for application requests. Mom got requests immediately, and replied with the application that asked for the number of children and their ages and some other basic information. She filed them away by number of children. Single applicants and ones with no children didn't even get looked at past that line. We were on the low end for a 3 bedroom furnished house and we knew it. We got lots of replies. Mom wanted to help out a single parent with children, because it can be difficult for them, she's knows, she was there not that long ago.
We ended up renting to a single mom with 4 children, 2 girls and 2 boys. When she asked what possible pool access meant, Mom informed her that we were naturists and rules of our pool did not allow clothing in the back yard or pool. She was fine with that, her two youngest were at that age where wearing clothing wasn't very high on their list, so they often ran around naked. They were to move in over Christmas break.
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As has become our tradition on Sundays, we went shopping. This time for accessories; throw pillows were out first subject of acquisition. Specifically southwestern theme pillows Mom wanted several for the living room, while she looked for those, she sent Logan and I looking for some for the game room. "You never know when a boy may need to hide whatever pops up," she kidded with Logan and I. She was right though most of the guys that came to the house didn't carry towels like at camp. So we went to a different section of the store and found several video game themed. We picked out three and took them looking for Mom. "That's not enough, throw pillows are just kinda all over the place, go get 4 or 5 more.
Next what Mom wanted was what I can best describe as `wall art'. Not art in the traditional sense of a picture or a painting, but stuff that people make that you see on a wall and say, that's cool. For those we went to the Christmas Market which is held obviously at Christmas time at the same place the swap meet holds its monthly sale. There was lots of `that's cool' stuff to choose from. We found some cool wall sculptures that fit our theme and she made a table centerpiece out of some other hand-made pieces of southwestern art. As we were leaving she spotted a 6 foot tall metal lizard and just had to have it, when ask why or where, all she would say is, you'll see.
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When I got home from school, the first thing I noticed was a 6 foot lizard climbing the outside of our chimney. Then I realized what I wasn't seeing. There were no ladders up against the house, there were no tarps covering bushes. There was no white van in the driveway. The painters were gone. The exterior painting was done. But what a difference it was, what had been a dreary exterior, was now bright and colorful with contrasting trim. Those ugly shutters were gone and we did have a lizard climbing the chimney. The remodel/refresh project was complete. At least till next year when the new windows were installed.
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