By sunnilicious
The cheerful boyfriend paid the woman at the beauty salon counter and collected his girlfriend. "And when da hair start to grow, it may itch. No itch. Okay. No itch," the Cosmetologist warned.
"My soul jumped out of my body," said Brianna Harley, "I can't remember what happened exactly, but it looks gorgeous. Maybe, I'll let you take a peek in the car."
Keith with a smug look on his face, "Your nails look really good. But I feel classier when you put those flower designs on your nails."
"Beefcakkeee --- there's always a next time," Brianna assured him.
"I feel like everyone knows our parents around here. We should go to a seedy motel by the airport before the movies," Keith proclaimed.
"Once, I'm home on time for curfew we're fine. Otherwise, I could get grounded. And that's like 2-weekends without you," Brianna told him.
Keith answered, "No one has a curfew after 18. You're almost 20!"
"I live at home. And my mom pays for college. Her rules," Brianna informed her boyfriend.
"Community college for Liberal Arts isn't the same," replied Keith.
He continued, "We'll get a motel with hourly rates."
"That's so classy," Brianna was impressed.
"You'll carry my child and live under curfew," promised Keith.
"Keith, not yet. We better pull into a gas station for condoms. Get the kind for both our pleasures," explained Brianna.
He vowed to her, "I love you."
She kissed his cheek as he drove through Friday night traffic.
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By sunnilicious
"Jumping on the love train, Brianna," Keith winked and posed naked on the vibrating round bed with a satin red comforter.
"But you're so huge," Brianna said. "I like when we cum together".
As she jumped on the bed, Keith stretched his arms out towards Brianna. "I just want to cuddle. We have a whole hour," he laughed!
Today was a special day, Keith's first paycheck as Security Guard Supervisor at Wells Fargo. Brianna's first Brazilian Wax.
Brrnng-brrnnggggggggg
"It's my mom," Brianna whispered.
Keith snatched the cell phone from her purse. Then, took a lunge at Brianna throbbing pussy peeking at him through lace. "Hello Ms. Harley. We'll be home by midnight," he answered the phone.
Mom quickly replied, "Waiittt.... Where are you"?
"We're at the movie theater, but got here too late for 'Midnight at Paris'. The next show is 9:15pm. So, we're gonna eat pizza," he reported.
Brianna chuckled in the background, "Hi Mom!"
"I'm making a sheet cake for a potluck lunch with the neighbors tomorrow. Anyhow, we're out of ground ginger. Need it for the cake and the frosting. You can get it at the supermarket. It's under $5. Please," Brianna's mom requested.
Keith joked, "I bet you want a name brand too."
"Why --- McCormick sounds great, but whatever they have if fine" Ms. Harley excitedly replied!
A look of disappointment came across Brianna's face. She pulled the phone from Keith's ear. She answered, "Are you making us go home now?"
"Oh, my dear.... Around midnight is fine. Okay, enjoy the pizza. Love you to pieces," Mom responded coyly.
Brianna closed the mobile, "Keith, can we order pizza?"
Keith kissed her neck. Gently, he slipped his hand into hers, "We can go to the pizza parlor instead of the movies."
Brianna turned around and looked up at Keith. She kissed his cheek. And trailed little kisses up to his right ear. Then, she screamed, "I'm okay with a hot dog at the movies. The clock is ticking. AaahHHHHHHH!"
"Brianna, this is a romantic moment. No yelling," Keith moved some layered bangs from her face, "We could get a bucket of popcorn too."
"I like romance with you. I'm gonna hush my mouth now. It's been a long day," she touched the ripples on his chest, as their kisses became more passionate.
In between the fervor of love, lust and sex - Keith rattled away, "I need to marry you."
"I want us to marry," he whispered. "And start our own life."
Brianna moaned as Keith entered her, "Mmhhh, that sounds great!"
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"It turns out your mom needs some ground ginger for a cake," Keith reported.
Brianna laughed, "Deep rooted baking problems on a Friday night."
"Take a few dollars from my wallet. I'm dropping you in front of Piggly Wiggly. You pick up the McCormick and meet me. I'll park and get in line for the movie tickets. It's a good plan," Keith tried to convince her.
And she said, "But it's only 8:45!"
"Dinner from the concession stand could take some time. They're slower than fast food. I don't want to miss the Previews either," spoke a jumpy Keith.
She rolled her eyes, "Alright... ground ginger wins."
"Can you come over straight after work tomorrow," Brianna asked?
"Why," Keith asked?
"I just hate spending Saturday without you. And tomorrow, I have to put up with all these people at my house. I need you for sanity. We can play board games with Jeanie and Cole," she cried.
He yielded at the traffic light, "There's Piggly Wiggly now!"
"Keith, Keith.... Are you listening to me," Brianna questioned?
"Always, but I hate Saturday night babysitting. It's like I'm dating your whole family. And those damn Disney movies make me feel like I'm 10 or something," he grinned. "Okay, I'll see you in a few minutes. Give me a kiss."
"Mwah," on the lips and she pulled away.
"Come back here and give me a real kiss," demanded Keith.
She replied stepping out of the hatch back, "But we're at Piggly Wiggly!"
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Ms. Harley picked up the phone and called her ex-husband. "Hello Carl."
"I'm at Harpoon Louies with my wife. This better be important Pania," said Carl.
"Call me when you get home," and the ex-Mrs. Harley hung up the phone.
Ex-Mrs. Harley's phone immediately started to ring. She sat at the kitchen table and watched it ring.
On the fifth ring, Pania answered the phone, "Hi again."
"Pania, it's me Mary. Carl is upset. You're ruining our dinner. He's a successful Accountant. And needs time for his new family," a soft-spoken Mary reported.
"I didn't realize it was Friday night. I'm just worried about Brianna. And she's not home now. So, it's a good time for me to talk to Carl," Pania confided in Carl's new wife.
Mary grew quite concerned, "Ohhh Brianna, well... I completely understand. It's okay. Here talk to Carl."
"Pania, make it quick," Carl requested.
"Brianna has been going out with someone for 10 or 11 months now. His name is Keith. I think he's 4 or 5 years older than her. I met him. He seems like a nice guy. And he just got a promotion at work. They're almost married. Shouldn't we have met his folks by now," Pania Harley asked her ex-husband?
"I see the kids every week. Brianna hasn't mentioned a stitch about him," Carl replied. "Do you think she's pregnant?"
"Carl, brace yourself. I don't even think they do anything," Pania chuckled.
"Whataya mean," he asked?
Pania went on, "Keith visits after work all the time. Sometimes, he has dinner here or does take-out with a movie for the family to enjoy. Every Friday, he takes Brianna to the nail salon. Then, they go on a date. Dinner and movies."
"So he's really a good guy just like Daddy," uttered Carl.
"Saturday night, he babysits Cole and Jeanie with her at our house. And they go out for a few hours with friends to play volleyball or tennis at the park on Sunday. I check up on them once in a while. It's like a normal routine," Pania sounded puzzled.
"Really that good," Carl was impressed. "Find his number. Then, call his parents up and invite them over next Saturday for dinner. I'll be there too. Mary can order some Indian food for us to platter up on the table," decided Carl.
Pania replied, "Carl, Saturday is my date night with Mr. Patterson. I don't want to break my date."
A stunned Carl asked, "You go out with the music teacher?"
"Wow. Well, invite him too. I'll bring Mary. The more the merrier. And don't tell Brianna. I want us all to see the look on their faces," replied Carl.
"Are you sure," Pania asked Carl?
"Of course, it's okay. My first born is getting engaged. You better make sure the liquor cabinet is full," Carl told her.
Pania got scared, "You could be jumping to conclusions. We're going to give those kids an inferiority complex of some sort."
"Listen Pania, I have to wrap this call up. After you confirm with Keith's parents, call Mary and work out all the details of this little event. Good night," as Carl hung up the phone.
Pania replied, "Good night."
"I can't wait to meet the in-laws," Carl tenderly told Mary over dessert.
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Pania was gardening on the front lawn when Keith pulled up.
"Hello Ms. Harley. The flower bed really is looking good," said Keith.
Ms. Harley smiled, "The weeds like them too." And she continued, "You're still in uniform. Is everything okay?"
"Everything is great. Brianna wanted me to come over as soon I finished work. She was upset that I couldn't make it for the luncheon," Keith told her.
"Well, don't tell Brianna anything, but your parents are invited over next Saturday night for dinner. I looked tried to look their number up. The name Riley is just so common," stated Ms. Harley.
"Thank you. It'll just be my mom. I could call from the bathroom," replied Keith.
Ms. Harley looked up, "What about your father?"
Keith's friendly face quickly grew saddened. And he commented, "Dad died in a car accident when I was 12 years old. Everyone raves about him being an exceptional mechanic, which leads me to believe it was a drunk driving accident".
Ms. Harley got up from the bed of petunias, dusted her clothes and gave Keith a warm long hug. Adding with sympathy, "I am truly sorry to hear about your father. He'd be happy that his son is a good man."
Some tears started to roll from Keith's eyes.
"Please don't cry. Or I'll start crying," Ms. Harley lovingly added. "And actually, I'd prefer to call her myself. Could I have your mother's telephone number," Ms Harley asked Keith?
"Sure. I'll text it to your mobile. Right now," said Keith.
Ms Harley commented, "Fantastic!"
Keith's tears turned uncontrollable. He started walking toward his Honda. And he called out to Ms. Harley, "Please, let Brianna know that an emergency came up and that I'll be back a little later."
"Definitely. Take your time," agreed Ms Hurley. "And don't eat dinner. I think Brianna is trying to make Chicken & Broccoli with Blondies tonight."
The rush of tears only allowed Keith to wave a goodbye.
Ms. Harley looked at the car until it was out of sight and sound. Then, she made a mad dash for the house. And she bellowed while entering the door, "Cole! Jeanie! Brianna!"
They all ran to the living room.
"Cole and Jeanie - go outside and put all the gardening tools in the shed. Then, water the lawn, backyard and front yard. Now," ordered Pania. "And Brianna, go to your room. I'm going to talk to you in a few minutes!"
Brianna replied, "I didn't do anything wrong."
"You never do anything," Pania yelled, "Move it. Now!"
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Pania went into the kitchen. Then, decided to wash her hands, as she stared at the landline and cellular phones. And the phone rang. She answered, "Hello. Harley Residence."
"Hello Pania. It's your happy ex-husband," a jovial Carl replied.
Pania was relieved, "Carl, I was just going to call you about Keith's parents."
"You sound upset. In my gut, I knew that it should have been me that called," commented Carl.
Pania angered, "I couldn't find the number. And I asked Keith."
"So call them," Carl demanded.
Pania replied, "Mrs Riley is a widow. I've never spoken to a widow. Isn't that like years of bad luck?"
"Pania, talking to a widow will not turn you into one too. I'm healthy as a horse. And we're already divorced," said Carl.
"Mr. Riley died in car accident, drunk driving. And he was a mechanic," Pania reported.
Carl thought for a minute before he spoke again.
Carl was not sure how to feel. He asked, "You've seen him a lot in almost a year. Why didn't you ask him or her about them sooner? Do you know where Brianna met Keith?"
"Brianna stopped at the gas station to full the tank before coming home from her final exams. Keith was doing the same thing after work. Brianna liked his security uniform. Keith thought she was the most adorable thing ever. He genuinely liked Brianna. It was all I needed to know to be okay with the relationship," Pania confided in Carl.
Carl answered back, "I'm an Accountant..... a well-established CPA for over 25 years. My salary always took care of us. I remarried. But still, I take care of our family and my new wife. I'm respected in our community. A security guard isn't what I want for Brianna. Does the boy have college?"
Pania cried, "You're a wonderful man that way. I just never thought about things that way. Now, Keith and Brianna love each other. So, I never asked. They're not doing anything bad."
"I need time to think about things. I should at least meet them before doing anything drastic. If I like him, we could see how to better situate him. Otherwise, I don't know. But tell Brianna we invited Keith's mother over for dinner. He's really a good kid to our daughter," Carl asked again?
"Keith is very attentive towards Brianna and a well-mannered," added Pania.
Carl just didn't know what more to say, "Call Mrs. Riley now. Get the invitation out of the way. And call me back if anything out of the ordinary happens."
Pania ended the call with Carl, "I can do that now. Bye."
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Pania cleared her voice with a muffled cough. Then, called Keith's mom.
"HELLO," a loud boisterous woman proclaimed on the other end of the phone.
Pania replied, "Hi Mrs. Riley. I'm Pania Harley. Your son Keith dates my daughter, Brianna."
"Please, call me Theresa," Mrs. Riley offered. And she continued, "I've heard a lot about your daughter, but only seen her in pictures. We probably would talk on the phone if it wasn't for those damn cell phones."
"They've been going out for almost a year," Pania commented.
Theresa answered back, "Keith doesn't want me to meddle. He thinks I'd run her life because I have nothing better to do."
Pania gasped on the phone and started laughing like Carl.
"Well, I'd like to invite you over for dinner next Saturday. You're most welcome to bring a guest with you," offered Pania.
"I'd love to Patina, except my in-laws will be visiting. So my house will be full," said Theresa.
"Paaa-neee-ahhhh. P-A-N-I-A," explained Pania.
Theresa quickly replied, "I'm sorry. Paenia."
"My great grandparents on both sides were from Austria. So, my mother wanted to keep some Austrian in me. But Paenia is close enough. Anyways, How many people are going to be over next weekend," asked Pania?
"Patrick's mom and sister with her husband and a 12-year old son. They visit every summer," reported Theresa.
Patrick must have been her late husband. Pania did some quick thinking and suggested, "Bring everyone over. The more the merrier. I also have 2 younger children. And my ex-husband is bringing his wife. He suggested Indian food too, but I don't mind doing a backyard bbq. We have a huge yard with great patio furniture surrounded by lush greenery."
"That's so nice of you. I don't want to put you out of your way though," a concerned Theresa replied.
"I love party planning. It's actually nothing out of the ordinary for me. We could get to know everyone. This'll be so much fun," a happy Pania squealed!
Theresa asked, "I can bring something over. Please, let me handle dessert."
"That's so nice of you. Anything would be fine. Thank you. And I heard that you don't drink alcohol. So I'll serve non-alcoholic cocktails. We'll see you at 5:30 pm," remarked Pania.
"Really, fruit punch or soda is fine for my family. No need for any trouble. And I'm not upset if your family enjoys beer or wine. It's just my preference not to drink," said Theresa.
"We'll be over at 5:30pm next Saturday with shorts and desserts," Theresa assured Pania.
"Great see ya then," replied Pania!
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"I can watch Transformers every night," screamed Cole!
"It's NetFlix," Brianna yelled back!
Brianna continued, "Time to get ready for bed. Go brush your teeth. So I can talk to my boyfriend."
"And kiss. Mwah-mwah-mwah ahhh," Jeanie mocked.
"Yeaahhh.... Mwahhieee," Cole added and ran for his toothbrush.
Brianna got off the couch to make sure the brats weren't in earshot. Then, she got a couple glasses of ice water from the fridge. She handed one to Keith and sat back down on the loveseat.
"My mom invited your mom over for dinner next weekend," Brianna told Keith.
Keith replied, "And my grandma, auntie, uncle and little cousin too."
"What," Brianna asked in shock?
"I picked up the phone when it rang and pressed mute. Heard the whole conversation," uttered Keith.
"You didn't tell me anything," an upset Brianna remarked.
"It happened before I came over here, again. I was getting ready to jump in the shower when the phone rang," reported Keith.
"OMGomg....... Tell me everything," Brianna asked as she slid into Keith's arms.
Keith replied, "Let me think. It was pretty boring. I noticed your mom's really formal, but in a nice way. They didn't really talk about us. Your parents taught they should of met each other a long time ago. And my mom is bringing the dessert. You know it's from the supermarket bakery?"
"I wonder what my mom is gonna make," Brianna commented.
"Maybe I remember something about a BBQ. So I think burgers, hot dogs and potato chips. It'll be a lot of people, because we're invited too. It should be nice," Keith hugged Brianna.
Brianna huffed, "My parents always take us out for burgers. Mom wouldn't make burgers at home. She'd probably have grill marinated brisket or swordfish steaks. But since, it's both our families, I could ask her to make burgers."
"Anything is fine. We're simple people," Keith assured Brianna.
Brianna reacted confused, "I'm pretty simple people too, but my parents get complicated all the time."
Cole was under the kitchen table just eavesdropping. Then he remarked, "You think their bad parents for not making burgers at home."
Keith started laughing.
Brianna just stared at Cole under the table.
So Keith added, "Some families prefer to eat burgers in restaurants. It seems like the most American thing to do. I think hamburgers got their start at the Drive-In Movie Theaters."
"You're so smart Keith," said Brianna.
"No, he's not Brianna. He's just smarter than you," commented Jeanie. "Mr Patterson just pulled into the driveway with mom."
Brianna wanted to cry but she retaliated, "Keith graduated with a Bachelor in Criminal Justice. The police force just didn't have any openings for his specialty right now. So, he's smarter than a lot of people not just me."
Keith cuddled Brianna.
"Want me to apologize," quipped Jeanie?!
"It's not even eleven o'clock. But it has been a long day. I should go home," said Keith as he got up from the couch.
Cole ran to Keith and latched on to his leg, "I like you. Can we play some X-box tomorrow morning before you and Brianna go out?"
"Maybe," replied Keith.
Cole added, "I'll walk you to the door."
"I'll walk you to the car," commented Brianna as she held Keith hand.
"And I'll be on the couch with the remote," tossed in Jeanie.
"That could be too many things to do," replied Keith.
Keith continued, "Brianna, can I meet up with the guys for an hour?"
"Call me when you're with them. And you better be home by curfew, 12:30," demanded Brianna.
Cole was already at the front door. "Mr. Patterson is on his knees with a little velvet box."
Keith let go of Brianna's hand. Then, he swooped up Cole from next to the window. And whispered, "Keep your mouth shut. We didn't see or hear anything."
And they all made a mad dash for the family room.
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"Pancakes and fruit for breakfast, as soon as I see some bubbles," sang Pania.
"Good morning mom," a sleepy-eyed Brianna remarked. Then, she continued, "Why did you divorce dad?"
"Brianna, I just got engaged to Mr, Dennis Patterson. Don't be a party pooper just be happy for me," said Pania.
Brianna tossed an orange around. "You guys looked ecstatic last night. And you're like another person today. But I was up thinking about Keith. He seems a little like dad. So I was wondering, if you ever loved each other."
Pania started to flip the first batch of pancakes. And the conversation took a pause.
"Honey, it was an amiable split. Carl does stuff his way. I do stuff my way. And I tried to please him. We tried to make it work. The love was there, but we've always had trouble communicating," replied Pania.
"Dad and Mary communicate so openly all the time. It's nothing like what I saw of your marriage," added Brianna.
"You don't remember us as a happy couple," asked Pania?
Brianna wasn't sure what to say, "We always did stuff as a family. But I never saw the two of you really talk until the divorce happened. And Mary came along so quickly. Now, you and dad seem to be glued to the phone. It's not so simple to understand."
"Relationships aren't cut and dry. You shouldn't think about your dad and me. Concentrate on your personal relationship with each of us separately," Pania advised her daughter. She continued, "See if there's more Mrs. Butterworth in pantry."
Pania and Brianna sat across from each other enjoying the first batch of pancakes and fresh brewed coffee.
"Thanks for inviting Keith's family over next weekend. I think they only have hamburgers and hot dogs fresh off the grill. Can we do something really uncomplicated," Brianna asked?
"We can order pizza," Pania joked.
"Moommm - be serious. I don't' wanna be embarrassed. They could be my family someday too," whined Brianna.
"I like Keith. Not sure if I like him for you. We didn't raise you on fast food dinners. And I may dread his mother already. But I am finally making an attempt to know his family. Maybe, it's only for your sake too," assured Pania. And she proceeded to say, "I could make an easy barbecue like picnic chicken and potato salad. But Theresa better bring a good dessert. I should stock all the fixings for ice cream sundaes, just in case."
"You're funny, Mom. I love Keith. We like each other's company. But I don't know about marriage yet. And Keith was talking about babies. I want to concentrate on finishing my liberal arts degree. This relationship stuff is a lot to handle. I rather see you married off, first," Brianna rattled off while enjoying her pancakes.
Pania continued to advise her daughter, "I can't tell you what to do, but you are old enough to get married. You need to follow your heart. It's okay to take your time. And I'm always here for you."
"Thanks and I can help you make dinner next weekend," smiled Brianna.
"We'll see," Pania replied. She continued, "Time to wake your brother and sister for breakfast."
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By sunnilicious
The madness of another scorching Florida summer's day had drawn to an end. Keith left. Then, Dennis left. The children were all in their rooms. And Pania finally had a quiet moment, but the barbeque was three days away. She felt forced to actually sit down and plan this darn barbeque.
Pania’s BBQ Menu
Platter of sliced melons, small bowl of mixed nuts, large bowl of cheese curls
Soda, Diet Soda, Ice Tea, Lemonade
Red and White Wines
Picnic Chicken
Potato Salad
Boil Corn
Radish and Lettuce with buttermilk dressing
Theresa brings dessert (or bring out the ice cream sundae supplies)
Pania’s Recipes
Grilled Jerk Chicken (triple recipe)
Serves 4 to 6 people
1-cup light soy sauce
½ cup white vinegar
¼ cup vegetable oil
¼ cup brown sugar
1 lemon, juiced
1 onion, chopped
3 tablespoons jerk seasoning
3 to 3-1/2 pounds chicken parts, wash and pat dry
1. Combine all ingredients to a blender except chicken and puree.
2. Place the cleaned chicken into a large Ziploc. Add the puree on to the chicken. Pat into the meat. Marinate for 2 to 24 hours.
3. Preheat Grill
4. Remove chicken from marinade. Place on grill. Grill 45 to 50 minutes turning chicken on all sides.
Classic Potato Salad
Serves 8 (double recipe)
5 (2-1/2 lbs) russet potatoes
6 hardboiled eggs
1-cup Miracle Whip
½ onion, minced
2 celery sticks, minced
2 dill pickle spears, minced
3 tablespoons apple cider vinegar
2 tablespoons mustard
Salt and pepper to taste
1. Scrub potatoes. Cut in half. Place in large pot. Cover with water. Bring to a boil and cook 20 minutes or until cooked. Drain under cold water.
2. Chop the potatoes and eggs. Then, place in a large mixing bowl. Add Miracle Whip, onions, celery, dill pickle, red wine vinegar and mustard. Combine well.
3. Taste. Add salt and pepper to taste. Taste again.
Corn Recipe
Serves 16
16 corns on the cob
1 stick butter, chopped
salt to taste
Hull corn. Bring a large pot of water to a boil. Add the corn. Reduce heat and cover for 30 minutes. Turn the heat off. Add butter and stir. Let it sit in the pot until ready to serve.
Salad
Serves 12
3 heads of iceberg lettuce, cleaned washed
1 bag of radish, cleaned and washed
Rough chop the iceberg lettuce and place into an aluminum deep dish lasagna pan. Halve the radishes and toss around the lettuce bed.
Buttermilk Dressing
Makes 3 cups
6oz plain non-fat yogurt
6oz buttermilk
6oz sour cream
6oz blue cheese, crumbled
¼ cup fresh parsley
2 tablespoons white vinegar
1 teaspoon dry mustard
½ teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon pepper
Place all ingredients into a blender and pulse until smooth. Put into a serving bowl and refrigerate until ready to serve.
| Author Notes |
I have written so much dialogue in such a short length of time. And as the story continues to grow, so do the amount of characters. Attempting to write dialogue for a party scenario needs much thought. Perhaps, I can work in a few more chapter before Labor Day Weekend. But if not, I hope everyone has a great summer.
Thank you FanArtReview.com for allowing me to utilize Mr Potato Head by David T Francis to accompany my short story. |
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