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Victor sat down on a bench at the piano. He played chopsticks with his nose.
Rita reached the top of the second staircase. With a careful hand Rita eased the beaded curtain separated enough where she could spy. Then she eased her hand away, afraid they might notice her. She listened.
Jossette teased, “You play beautifully with your nose.” Jossette sat down on the bench next to Victor. “Do you remember that Doris Day movie ‘The Man Who Knew Too Much’ with Jimmy Stewart? Do you remember that song Que Sera, Sera, Whatever Will Be, Will Be?”
By Charles Peters
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Chapter 8
The past … 2015
Victor and Jossette walked around to the West Wing. Roger and Stewart were on their way to the beach. Roger called out to Victor and Jossette, “We are going swimming. Do you want to come with us?”
Victor yelled. “Later.”
Stewart yelled. “We may get up a volleyball game later.”
Victor yelled. “I hate volleyball.”
Stewart laughed. “I know. I figured that you would cancel the later when you heard that we would be playing volleyball.”
Victor screamed, “You are an ass.”
Rita looked out a window that faced toward the walkway to the beach and also toward the door of the West Wing. She saw Victor and Jossette. She saw Roger and Stewart.
Tabitha walked up to the window to see what Rita was seeing. Tabitha said, “Victor and Jossette are a beautiful couple.”
Rita rolled her eyes. “Victor and Jossette are a doomed couple. They just don’t know it yet.” Rita walked toward the outside door.
“Where are you going?”
“Mischief. Do you want to come with me?”
“No. I am going to the kitchen to see what mom is cooking. Then after that, I will probably go get a book for me to read.”
“Suit yourself.” Rita stepped outside. Quietly, she closed the door behind her. She darted behind some bushes. She sneaked toward the front door of the West Wing.
Jossette and Victor walked up to the door to the West Wing. Jossette put her aunt’s key into the lock. Her hand trembled as she turned the key.
Victor noticed. “Your hand is shaking. Why?”
“I’ve already been up into the attic room where the piano is. It is a beautiful piano. And there is a bed in the room. And candles. It is romantic up there.”
Jossette opened the door. “It is a beautiful place for our first time together. I want us to have sex.”
“I thought you wanted to wait.”
“I’ve changed my mind. I am tired of being a virgin. And you know we will always be together. Our love is the same as if we were married. I want to feel you in my arms the way a woman should feel a man. I want to feel that passion that leads to sex, that is sex that will lead us to being as one. I want to be one with you in every possible way.”
Victor said, “I am not prepared. I don’t have any condoms with me.”
“My period has just ended so even if you slip up and don’t pull out in time we should be safe.”
“I masturbated this morning.”
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“So you don’t think you will be able to get hard.”
“Oh. I will get hard. I am already getting hard. But I need to be sure to piss to flush all the sperm from my urethra so it will not be flushed out by my precum.”
“Precum?”
“Yeah. I get really wet with precum when I am horny. It only contains sperm if it is flushing out the sperm from a previous sex session. Peeing will do the same thing in a faster way.”
Victor and Jossette stepped into the West Wing. “I am not sure where a bathroom is in this part of the mansion.”
Victor looked about. Other than a few chairs and boxes with canvas draped over them the room was empty. The room was dark except for light filtering in through the partially opened curtains. Still Victor could see several doors.
Victor opened one door. It was a closet. He opened another door. It led to an empty library room. “This is like an entirely separate mansion here; a haunted mansion.”
“When Uncle Arthur lived here with Aunt Rachel, he used this part of the mansion for business meetings and such.”
“So there is probably an office and a bathroom off the office.” Victor thought a second. He walked to another door. There was a light switch next to that door and he flipped it. A chandelier in the center of the ceiling lit up. Victor opened the door. “Yes, this looks like a suite of offices.” Victor pointed. “I bet that is a restroom. Right there.” Victor opened the door to see a toilet. “Oh yeah. I found a commode.” Victor went inside and closed the door.
As Victor closed the door Jossette thought, “We are about to have sex and he does not want me to see him pee. I guess that is normal.”
Victor came out of the bathroom. They left the suite of offices and started up the stairs. At the top of the stairs Victor turned and looked back down the stairs. “That would be a long way to fall.”
Jossette took Victor by the hand and together they walked along the balcony to yet another flight of stairs. “This goes up to the attic room where the piano is.”
Rita quietly cracked open the door to the West Wing. She spied about to make sure Victor and Jossette were not where they could see her. She opened the door and sneaked inside. All so carefully, looking like a skilled creeper, she closed the door. She crept toward the staircase and on her tippy toes she began to ascend the steps.
Victor and Jossette entered the attic. There was no door to the room at the top of the second staircase but a thick beaded and cut cloth curtain where a door might have been between the walls. Jossette picked up a lighter and began lighting candles. There was one on the piano, a couple on a mantle piece, and there was one on each bed stand next to the old waterbed that was still filled with water.
Victor sat down on a bench at the piano. He played chopsticks with his nose.
Rita reached the top of the second staircase. With a careful hand Rita eased the beaded curtain separated enough where she could spy. Then she eased her hand away, afraid they might notice her. She listened.
Jossette teased, “You play beautifully with your nose.” Jossette sat down on the bench next to Victor. “Do you remember that Doris Day movie ‘The Man Who Knew Too Much’ with Jimmy Stewart? Do you remember that song Que Sera, Sera, Whatever Will Be, Will Be?”
“I hated that movie. I hate that song. Stewart loved it though. I swear he cried during that song.”
Jossette said, “Roger is the one who first got me to watch it. He liked it also. And I liked it. What didn’t you like about it?”
“I don’t know. The movie did not impress me. All movies have some errors but the errors in that movie irritate me.”
“For example.”
“After Dr. McKenna tells his wife Jo about Hank being missing, she begins to fall asleep and the shadow of the boom mic falls on the wall behind Dr. McKenna’s head.”
“I didn’t notice. So you don’t know how to play the song because the shadow of a boom mic pissed you off?”
“I can’t play the piano. What gave you the idea that I can play the piano?” Victor was teasing. He knew that Jossette had seen him tickle the ivories more than once at church.
“You just played chopsticks with your nose.”
“I learned that from a bird at the fair. The bird didn’t teach me Que Sera, Sera.”
“I have heard you play the piano at church with your mom.”
“I know.” Victor whispered, “I thought we were going to have sex?” He kissed Jossette on the side of her face. “Have you changed your mind.”
Jossette said, “Maybe. Don’t laugh.”
“Okay.”
“I know how big your cock is. I am scared of it.”
“I’ve seen porn where women handle cocks as big as my cock. They seem to enjoy it inside of them.”
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“Will you be gentle?”
“No. I am planning on being like an ape at the zoo pounding my chest and roughly taking you like no woman has ever been taken before.” Victor laughed. “Of course I intend to be gentle.”
“Don’t make fun of me. I am nervous. I am scared.”
“Then we probably should wait.” Victor began playing Que Sera, Sera on the piano.
“You do know it.”
“Yeah. I do know it. Just go on and call me gay. Your Aunt Rachel already has.”
“Yes, My aunt and Rita think you are. Rita thinks you and Mark are lovers.”
“Is that what this is about? Do you want to make sure that I sexually desire you.”
“Actually, I want to make sure that I can handle a cock as big as yours because when I saw the picture of it that Rita showed me, the sight of your cock scared the hell out of me.”
“Do you want to see it in person? Do you want to touch it? I will introduce you to George if you would like.”
“You call your dick George?”
“Yes, I named my dick after George of the Jungle. What have you named your vagina?”
“My vagina has no nom de plume.”
“Oh my God, we can not have sex until you name your vagina. I think it is a law.”
“Did you go to the court house and tell them how you want to register the name of your penis?”
“I filled out the paperwork and everything. So what should be the epithet of your vagina?”
“I am not sure. Naming my vagina is such an important thing. Should we call my vagina Ursula or Brendan or something else.”
“Well, not Brendan. I don’t want to look at your vagina and picture the actor Brendan Fraser. That would be both unsettling and prove your aunt’s notion, questioning my sexuality. “
“Okay. Ursula. My vagina’s name is Ursula. Does that name make you happy?”
“It does. It pleases George very much. So, do you want to meet George as much as I want to meet Ursula?”
“Yes. You take off your clothes and I will take off my clothes. We may or may not have sex. I have not decided yet.”
“Fair enough. But I must warn you that if Ursula does not want to have sex with George then George may have sex with Jane.”
“Who is Jane?”
“My right hand. George likes to cheat with Tarzan’s girlfriend.”
“You are so weird.”
“That is the reason you love me.”
“I do love you. I love you so much that it sometimes scares me.”
“So it is not just George who scares you?”
“I am terrified that I might lose you. I am terrified that you might stop loving me.”
“I will never stop loving you. No matter what, I will always love you.”
Jossette began to undress. Victor began to undress.
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