Enough - Chapters 3, 4 and 5
"Yes Chris, thanks. I think my mother and I need to have a long talk.", she admitted.
"Ok, if you need anything, let me know.", I replied, walking away.
From the small talk I had heard between my mother and Lynda it seems that mother enjoyed the two dates she had with the guy from the bank. Supposedly, they were going out again Friday and Saturday night. I really didn’t know what to make of it but in a way I somewhat felt relieved. Even though the sex was incredible immediately afterwards, I would always feel a sense of guilt.
I had been avoiding being alone with my mom. I would wait until Lynda was around then join the two of them. It made things a lot easier. I noticed that Friday night my mother really went all out with a new dress and shoes. She looked beautiful and I was sure she was going to turn some heads tonight.
I went to bed early that night and left Lynda watching television alone. I got up early before either of them woke up and went to the gym to work out. When I got home after one o’clock that afternoon, they were both sitting at the dining room table eating lunch.
"Hey honey, we got a bucket of chicken in here.", my mom called out.
"Ok mom, just going to take a shower.", I replied.
I took a quick shower and joined then at the table. I mostly listened to them talk about Lynda’s situation at home and how she was feeling. Apparently, being away from my Uncle Jack had really lifted her spirits and she seemed hesitant about going home. It really didn’t matter to us; we had a huge house and more than enough room.
I stayed late with Master Garcia on Saturday afternoon, so I did not see my mother leave on her date Saturday night. I stayed up with Lynda late and she mentioned quite a few times about my mother really admiring this guy she was dating. I was positive that my mother never told Lynda anything about us, so I knew she was genuine about what she was telling me. I guess sooner or later I was going to have to meet this guy.
Sunday morning was the only day that I slept late and tried to catchup with Lynda. I asked where my mom was.
"I really don’t know Chris…. I don’t think she came home last night.", she replied with a devilish smile.
"Oh….", I stuttered.
As the day went on, I became anxious that my mom had not returned or even called. I finally called her cell phone, but it went to voice mail. I sent her a text just asking her to reply that everything was fine. An hour later, Lynda did the same and again we got no response. This was not like my mom at all. Even though, I was hesitant I finally called the police.
The sheriff’s deputy arrived about forty minutes after I had called. He came in and sat down on the sofa and listened to what I had to say. He made notes in his small pad and then asked a series of questions. I described my mother’s car and found the license plate number in the strong box with our important papers.
I told him that she started dating the owner of the Nissan dealership in town, but I have never met him. I told him of the date she had with him the night before. He admitted he knew the man and would reach out and contact him immediately. Even though it had only been a little over twenty hours since Lynda had saw my mom the officer said they would start an investigation. I gave him a photo of my mother although it was a few years old. As he left, he promised to relay any information he would obtain and for us to notify him if my mother showed up back at home.
I had trouble sleeping that night because there was no doubt in my mind something had happened to her. The other thing that seemed strange was why did she take her own car? I was laying on the sofa watching television when my cell phone rang. It was the police officer who was at my house the night before.
"Mr. Williams, I interviewed Roland Langston, the owner of Langston Nissan first thing this morning. He told me that your mother came to his home last night and they had dinner. They had a drink after dinner, and he told me your mother left his home close to two in the morning. He actually had tried to call as her well several times and got no answer.", he started.
"We issued a BOLO on your mother’s vehicle and her de***********ion. Your mother’s photo has been uploaded to the computer in all our road vehicles. We are also monitoring her credit cards and cell phone. As soon as we know more, we will contact you. ", he ended.
This made absolutely no sense at all. My mother would never just not come home or notify me of where she was. Something had happened and I couldn’t help but fear the worst.
CHAPTER FIVE
Two days later, I received the call that I had been dreading. Lynda and I were asked to go down to the precinct and meet with a homicide detective. We drove down to the precinct right away although neither of us wanted to hear the news. We were directed to the third floor and brought to Detective James Wilson’s office. He stood up from behind his desk and shook both of our hands with a stoic look on his face.
"I regret to inform the both of you that Stacey Williams’ body was found a few hours ago in mid-town. We have the area secured and our crime scene unit is there now collecting evidence. So far, we have not found her vehicle or any other personal belongings.", he stated.
"Where exactly was she found?", Lynda asked, with tears running down her cheek.
"There’s a mini mart called Mary Jo’s off on the expressway about three miles from your home. She was found on the side driveway to the store.", he answered.
"She was just lying on the driveway?", I asked.
"No…., I’m sorry to say she was found in the dumpster on the side of building.", he said, softly.
Lynda burst into tears sobbing hysterically clutching my hand like she was drowning. At that time, I was sure if I felt more sorrow or anger. How could someone kill my mother and toss her into the dumpster.
He then led us to the medical examiner’s office and had us positively identify my mother’s body. Lynda couldn’t go in, so I went alone. They opened a large stainless-steel door and pulled a rack out that was covered in a white sheet. The medical examiner removed the top half of the sheet exposing my mother’s face. Never in my life had I seen life’s cruel reality up close and personal. I nodded to the examiner, and he quickly covered her up again. I helped Lynda back up to Detective Wilson’s office where we both sat back down.
He of course, expressed his condolences for our loss then asked us a few more questions. He also asked that we not say anything to anyone about any detail of the case. He said that other than a few standard details, the press was not going to be told much. Over the years, they had solved many cases by suspects revealing something that had never been put in the newspaper.
We left several minutes later and drove straight home. Lynda went right to bed and slept for days. I walked around the house aimlessly even skipping the gym for several days. Four days later we were called and told we could make funeral arrangements due to the completed autopsy.
Five days later, we had my mother’s funeral at the Davis Mortuary in town where probably sixty people in attendance including Roland Langston who I met for the first time. He seemed like a nice guy and appeared devastated by the death of my mother. Even my Uncle Jack showed up much to Lynda’s dismay. After wrapping up at the cemetery, I notice Jack and Lynda in a slightly heated argument. I walked over and asked if everything was ok.
"Chris, I would like to stay in town a few days, but she refuses to let me stay at your home.", he said, slightly annoyed.
"Well, that’s up to Aunt Lynda.", I answered.
"Why it’s your house…. why should she make the rules? I am your uncle after all.", he replied.
"It’s up to Aunt Lynda. If she says no…… its no.", I responded, walking away.
About a week later, the police found my mother’s car in the parking lot of Treasure Cove Casino. Since it was opened twenty hours a day, a car left unattended would easily blend in with the other cars that were in the lot. The car had been brought to the impound lot and was being checked for fingerprints, blood, or DNA. They always informed me that they were sure my mother had been killed on the side of the store where she was found. She had died of a head injury which we knew but her blood had been found on the corner on the dumpster. Almost like she may have been struggling with someone and pushed then striking the back of her head.
They were still going over surveillance video of the nearby stores but so far had nothing. The cameras at Mary Jo’s were down and waiting to be fixed. The camera across the street at the pawn shop were down as well. They promised to call back if they had any new developments.
About a month later, a store about half a block down had some security footage that was discovered. There were eight to nine people in front of the store with all but one having hoodies on. You could see my mother’s car pulled up and park. She got out but before she could go into the store she was surrounded by this group of people. She kept retreating down the sideway to her vehicle before two people grabbed her and drug her into the alley out of sight.
Then about ten minutes later, two people come out and get in her car. They made a sharp U-turn and took off away from the cameras. The rest never came out the alley, so it was figured they went around the back and exited on the side street. Other than the number of people involved the tape really did not show much.
Aunt Lynda went back home about a month later to try and give her marriage one last chance. When she left, I told her she was welcome back any time to stay with me if she wanted to. I then turned back to a life of working out and training with Master Garcia. Only know, I was angry…. very angry. I would spar with people now and would attack with a vengeance I never knew I possessed.
About a week later, on a Saturday night I felt like getting a pizza, so I went to Moe’s Pizza which had the best pizza in town. It was a popular hangout for young people with a bar, pool tables and pinball machines.
I went in and they seat me at the last booth in the back which was the darkest area. Thankfully, I didn’t see anyone I knew so I relaxed and made my order. Just before my order arrived Mark Boudreaux and Chrissy Haynes came in but took a seat in front in the first booth. The last thing I needed tonight was to deal with Mark Boudreaux. Thankfully, for some reason they left moments before I did, so I did not have to deal with them.
A few days later, I was pulling into my driveway when I noticed Cassie sitting on her front porch steps. She got up and started walking towards me.
"Hey Cassie, how are you?", I inquired.
"I’m better, thanks. How are you holding up?", she asked.
"Day by day, Cassie.", I responded.
"Hey, any chance we can talk later tonight?", she asked.
"Sure, any time…. kind of tired of being alone.", I answered.
"Ok, let’s say seven o’clock or so.", he suggested.
"Sounds good.", I replied.
I got cleaned up, made a pitcher of iced tea and straightened up the house a bit. I had no sooner finished when I heard a knock at the side door. I walked through the kitchen and let Cassie in. As she entered and walked past me, I got a scent of baby powder and soap. She had on black spandex shorts and a pink t-shirt which was a change from her normal attire.
I invited her to the living room where I had set out the pitcher of tea, two glasses and a container of ice. I poured two glasses, handing one to Cassie then sat back on the sofa. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but she was very hesitant.
"You ok, Cassie?", I asked.
"Oh, yes… I’m fine. I told my mother everything that happened and even showed her a copy of the film. She was so angry at first that Will allowed that to happen. We talked for hours and as of now my mother thinks it is not a good idea to tell my father. My dad and Will’s dad know each other, and it could get real nasty.", she explained.
"I understand.", I replied.
"Oh, and by the way….my mother loves you for kicking Will’s ass", she giggled.
"He deserved it…. How long did you and Will date?", I asked.
We had been together since the eighth grade…. went to Columbus High same as you. Although I was two years ahead of you.", she stated.
"Oh, I bet Will played on the football team huh?", I asked.
"Yes, he did. How did you know?", she asked, amazed.
"Because I have a running feud with Destin Thibodaux, Marl Boudreaux, Ted Savoie , Darren Miller and Josh Klein.", I responded.
"Nice group of assholes you just mentioned.", she laughed.
"You know them?", I asked.
"Oh yea…you know those Coyotes run in packs. How did you get on the shit list with them?", she asked.
I recalled the story at Haley’s pool party that night and what I did to Darren Miller. I explained ever since then whenever they see me, they try get me to fight.", I answered.
"Well, unless I’m mistaken, you just added Will and Tommy to that group as well. They played together with that group for two years.", she warned.
"It doesn’t matter……sooner or later it’s going happen and it’s not going to be nice.", I replied.
"Hey how about we go to the Burger Barn and hang out for a while?", she asked.
"Sure, I guess so….", I stated.
Cassie went back to her house to change, and I did the same. I just threw some jeans and a Nike t-shirt on with a pair of tennis shoes. Cassie knocked on the door about thirty minutes later. She had on a short blue jean skirt and a sleeveless white pull over shirt. She looked good and much different from the black ensembles she wore regularly.
We arrived at the Burger Barn a little before seven o’clock and it was packed. We sat outside and waited for a booth for close to a half hour or so. We finally got seated close to the right wall and started looking at the menus. We ordered from the waitress and were waiting for our food when Will, Tommy and two girls came in. I nodded to Cassie to look by the front door. She turned and her face immediately became red with anger when she saw them.
"You want to leave?", I asked, leaning over.
"Fuck‘em, …… I’m not running from them.", she answered.
"Good enough for me.", I replied.
They sat on the other side of the restaurant, and I was not even sure if they noticed us yet. Will’s two eyes and nose were still bruised severely but he seemed fine. Apparently, he had a new girlfriend since he was holding her hand and leaning all over her.
Our order arrived and we started eating and just talking about everything and anything. Cassie, as I was beginning to learn was quite different than the young lady, I met the first time. When she let her guard down, she was funny, smart, and sexy. We were really having a good time and I had forgotten all about Will and Tommy even being there until I heard a voice over my shoulder.
"Cassie, you better watch hanging around this guy. He’s a marked man….", Tommy laughed.
Before Cassie said a word, I stood up turned and faced Tommy ready for any nonsense he might try. He took a step back as everyone around got deathly silent.
"I’m a marked man Tommy…… by who…. you?", I asked.
He took another step back looking over at the table where Will was still seated. And out of the corner of my eye Will was making no attempt to get up at this moment.
"Tommy, when you threaten someone, you better be able to follow through. This is getting old with ex-football players trying to intimidate people. Now move along or we go outside, your choice.", I said, calmly.
Tommy turned around and went back to his table and I sat back down with Cassie. One of the girls sitting at the table across from us leaned over and told Cassie that she hated that group. They had been bullying dozens of the students at the high school for years.
We left without any more incidents and drove straight back to my house. We both went in and sat on the sofa where I switched on the television. Cassie asked for a glass of tea, so I got up and poured two large glasses and returned to the sofa. I noticed while I was gone, she had moved over to the center of the sofa closer to where I was sitting. I handed her the glass of tea and sat down next to her.
We talked for a while, and it seemed like she was starting to open up a little bit. She was smiling more and laughing more. Maybe getting what really happened off her chest was a good thing. Then Cassie broke the silence that was looming.
"What do you think of me?", she asked.
"Where did that come from?", I laughed.
"Oh geez…. I mean about what happened and all.", she inquired softly.
"Cassie, you did nothing wrong…. It was not your fault. And it does not affect how I feel about you.", I responded.
My last remark seemed to reassure her because she leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. I was not prepared for the gesture because we had never talked about any possibility of a relationship. But I also thought that right now she needed support after what she had just been through. I don’t know why I thought I had to say something funny.
"So, does this mean you like me?", I asked.
"Maybe……. But I can tell you one thing. This time, I’m going to be more ***********ive.", she giggled.
"I can understand that.", I replied.
"So, what about you….no girlfriend or anything?", she asked.
"Nope……. Never had one. I was considered an outcast in school until the last year. That’s when I went to Haley Mills’ party and I told you what happened there.", I answered.
"Hmmmmmm…. So, I am guessing you have a lot to learn.", Cassie giggled.
"I guess so…", I replied, thinking if she only knew.
"Well, let’s start with the basics.", she suggested.
She raised her head and leaned in pressing her lips to mine very softly. Within seconds, she opened her lips slightly and I felt the tip of her tongue against my upper lip. In just a few minutes, we were making out like we had been together for years. She finally broke free from my lips and leaned back.
"Whoa, give me a minute….’, she panted.
"No problem, you’re the teacher.", I laughed.
"You’re full of shit Chris Williams. I’m not the first girl you ever kissed.", she panted.
"Yes, you are, unless you count my mom.", I replied.
"Sorry buddy, I’m not buying it.", she responded.
"That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.", I laughed.
"Well, let’s just skip lesson two and go right to three.", she smiled, turning and straddling my lap.
She moved forward until her face was only inches from mine and I could feel her pussy pressing against my hardening cock. She wrapped her arms around my neck and looked into my eyes.
"There is more to you than meets the eye, Chris Williams", she said softly, smiling at me.
"Why do you say that?", I asked.
"I don’t know…. I just have a gut feeling.", she replied.
"And what does your gut feeling tell you?", I inquired.
She looked me deep in the eyes for close to a minute then leaned in and quickly kissed me then pulled away. She once again looked directly at me.
"Maybe I’m wrong but I am willing to bet you’re a great fuck. But I am not sure you could keep up with me.", she giggled.
"You’re right, I’m sure I could not keep up with you.", I sighed.
She reached between us with her left hand and took my right in hers. She pushed up her denim skirt with her right and pushed my hand between her legs. She didn’t stop until I felt the soft cool fabric of her panties. I started to gently rub up and down the center of the fabric softly causing her to shudder once. I moved the crotch of her panties to the side and slipped one finger inside her very wet entrance. She leaned forward resting her head on my shoulder as I fingered her slowly. She got extremely wet, and I moved up her pussy and started slowly rubbing her clit.
She lifted her head from my shoulder and opened her eyes looking directly at me. She had a smile on her face, and I figured I was just about to find out why.
"You sure do know your way around a wet pussy.", she giggled.
"You do have a very wet pussy, Cassie.", I agreed.
"Oh, you have no idea, Chris. Once I get started, I can’t stop.", she replied.
"Maybe I should stop what I am doing then.", I suggested.
"Don’t you fucking dare until you make me cum.", she said, sternly.
"Oh, I have to make you cum?", I asked.
"Yes, you fucking do. Let’s go to bed….", she suggested, getting up off my lap.
I got up and took her down the hallway to my mother’s room which had the king size bed in it. I pulled back the covers then turned to see Cassie taking off her clothes. She slid her skirt down and peeled off her top quickly. She was out of her bra and panties in less than a minute climbing into bed. Cassie’s pussy was completely shaved, and the moisture was glistening between the folds. I took off my shirt and jeans tossing them to the floor. I then slid my boxer shorts down my legs and stepped out of them. I climbed in bed next to her and took her in my arms.
She immediately took my dick in her hands and began to stroke me up and down slowly. She gave me that look that I knew she had something to say.
"This is the biggest dick I have ever touched…… can’t wait to feel this inside of me.", she stated.
I was already hard enough to penetrate her and growing by the second. I climbed over her and got between her legs. I reached down and guided my dick to her wet opening pushed forward slightly until the entire head was inside if her. She gasped with pleasure as I slowly stretched her out. Maybe a minute or so later, I was deep inside of Cassie stroking her pussy slowly.
"Fuck, that feels so good.", she panted.
"So, do you think I can make you cum?", I laughed.
"Oh, I can cum. the question is how many times can you make me cum?", she giggled.
"As many times as, you want….", I quickly responded.
"Yea, all guys say that but after they get off…there done.", she sighed.
I leaned forward as I had been taught to do making sure my hard dick was stroking her clit. I put my lips on hers softly pushing my tongue into her mouth for the first time. Cassie’s hungry tongue found mine quickly as she wrapped her arms around my back.
Several minutes later, Cassie lost control in an orgasm that I was sure she had stop breathing for a few seconds. Cassie’s orgasm flooded the bed, and her entire body shook undermine. She pulled my head down and forced her tongue into my mouth panting heavily as she kissed me with a passion I had never experienced. I rolled over and pulled Cassie on top of me my hard dick still inside of her. She brushed the hair of her face and began to quickly ride my dick in a back-and-forth motion. I reached up and took her small breast in my hands and began to softly rub her hard nipples.
Cassie lasted a bit longer this time, but her orgasm was just as intense once again flooding the bed with her orgasm. She stopped her movement and sat up on me looking down into my eyes. She reached down between her legs with her right hand and began to rub her clit slowly.
"Not bad so far…… that’s two. I’m almost impressed.", she laughed.
"Just for clarification, how many times do you think you can cum?", I asked.
"Don’t know with someone…. but watching porn I have cum at least six times in an hour.", she replied.
"Why don’t you just rub one out right now while I watch you.", I suggested.
"Would you like that?", Cassie answered.
"Fuck yea….", I replied.
Cassie leaned back away from me so I could see her finger sliding over her wet clit. There was no doubt she enjoyed talking and the fact that I was watching her play with herself.
"Cassie, you’re a very naughty girl.", I laughed.
"Would you consider dating a naughty slut like me?", she asked, rubbing herself faster.
She was looking me dead in the eye with a very serious look on her face. Somehow in the last forty minutes or so, Cassie was completely exposing herself to me. Maybe she felt vulnerable after what had just happened to her, but she was really putting herself out there.
"If we do, maybe I won’t let you go.", I responded.
"Maybe, I won’t ask you to.", she answered, her finger flying over her clit.
She bent over so that her face was close to mind and had her third orgasm of the night. Only this time I could see the pleasure in her eyes and on the soft features of her face. Once she removed her hand from her pussy, she leaned over and gave me the softest kiss I had ever experienced in my life. It was passionate and it was genuine.
She raised up and lifted herself off me and laid down beside me on my right. I turned to her and brushed the hair out of her face. The look in her eyes was amazing, I did not know if it was love or lust, but I liked it. Cassie laid there a few minutes just looking at me and holding me. Just about that time her cell phone rang. She jumped up and grabbed her skirt pulling the phone from her pocket.
"Oh, hey mom, no I’m fine. I ‘m hanging out with Chris from next door.", Cassie stated.
She listened for a while with a smile on her face while she would glance at me every now and then.
"Yes, I’m at his house next door watching a movie. We went out to eat earlier. I’ll be home later.", she promised, hanging up.
"I’m pushing twenty years of age and my mom still worries about me.", Cassie laughed.
She laid the phone back down and climbed over me getting back into bed. She leaned over and kissed me softly once again looking deep into my eyes.
"So, since I have already had three it’s time you start catching up.", she giggled, moving down my body.
She grabbed my hard dick and pushed it into her wet, warm mouth. She used her tongue extremely well as she moved her mouth up and down on me. She was softly caressing my balls with her hand as she licked and sucked me with unbridled lust. After maybe two minutes, I was about to lose control.
"Cassie, you’re going to me make cum.", I said, softly.
"Well, I certainly hope so….", she giggled.
"No, I mean …. I uh was trying to warn you.", I replied.
"You can cum in my mouth Chris, I love it.", she said with riveting eyes.
She put me inside of her mouth again only this time moving up and down my erect shaft with reckless abandon. I did not last thirty seconds before the first spurt of cum splattered against the roof of her mouth. After four or five more eruptions, Cassie opened her mouth and my cum began to just pour out. She used her tongue on the head of my cock as cum kept oozing out and running down my shaft. She softly stroked me up and down squeezing the head milking the last few drops of my orgasm from inside of me.
When she was finished, she moved up my body and laid her head on my shoulder staring into my eyes. I leaned down and softly kissed her on the lips which took her by surprise. When I released her from the kiss her eyes were wide open.
"Oh, you have potential.", she giggled.
"Come on Cassie.", I said, getting out of bed.
I led Cassie to the master bathroom where I turned on both shower heads in the master bathroom shower. It was made for two people as I already knew from previous experience. We both got in and started to wash up with our hands roaming all over each other ‘s body. I helped Cassie wash her hair slowly running my fingers over her scalp. She leaned back against me with her ass pressing against my dick. I reached around her and began to rub her clit once more as I kissed her neck softly.
She reached back behind me and started to softly knead my dick in her small hand. She turned her head toward mine and looked at me.
"Chris, maybe I am jumping the gun, but I could get used to this really quickly.", she said softly.
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