Excerpt:
“I have some work I need to do. My computer is acting up. Do you mind if I use your computer?”
“Help yourself. My password is greengrass899z.”
Rachel thought to herself, “That was too easy. He is not worried what I might see on his computer.” Rachel went on inside
By Charles Peters
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This story is fiction.
Any resemblance to any real people or places or things is not intentional.
Chapter 2
The past … 2015
Rachel asked Rita, “What is wrong honey? You look so sad.”
“I am confused.”
“About what?”
“My relationship with Mark.” (Mark is Steed’s first name. Steed is his middle name.)
Rita had a devilish look on her face. “I think Victor and Jossette are going to have sex but I am not sure Mark even desires me in that way.”
Rachel said, “You are all too young to even be thinking about sex. Mark is a good boy and should not have those kind of thoughts. I may need to have a talk with Jossette.”
Rita looked up at the white fluffy clouds blowing in the otherwise blue sky. She thought about the lie she was about to tell. “I walked in on Mark looking at porn. He must have those kind of thoughts.”
Rachel didn’t say anything.
Rita had been using Mark’s computer to look at gay porn. She made sure that gay porn was in Mark’s browser history.
Rita stood up and stretched about. She walked to the pool and stuck her foot in the water. “It is a little cool.” Rita walked back to the table. “I don’t like my swimsuit. Do you?”
Rachel said, “I think it is lovely. Rosanne did a fine job sewing it.”
Rita said, “Brown is not my color. I’d rather the swimsuit had been bright; maybe pink.”
“Pink is a pretty color. I saw some fabric the other day that had pink as a back color and then with colorful flowers in the foreground. It was odd but it might make a pretty swimsuit. I will suggest it to your mom the next time we are at the fabric store.”
“That would be wonderful. And perhaps buy a bikini pattern. “I would like for Mark to look at me the way he looks at Victor.”
Rachel wrinkled her nose and squinted her eyes in a puzzled look. “Girl, you say weird things. Mark looks at you plenty.” Rachel lied. “You are a very pretty girl.”
“Sometimes I wish I was a boy.”
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“Dear, why is that?”
“They don’t have to worry about what their swimsuits look like. Hell, sometimes Victor and Steed swim naked without even a swimsuit on.”
Rachel took a deep breath. She rolled her eyes. She stood up.
Rita asked, “Are you fixing to jump into the pool? I will race you. I enjoy when we race even though you always win.”
“Dear. Not this morning. I am going inside to work on some things. You have fun.”
Rita smiled. “I always do.”
Mark came out of the house. He looked at his mom as she was going inside. “I came down to swim with you and Rita. Where are you going?”
“I have some work I need to do. My computer is acting up. Do you mind if I use your computer?”
“Help yourself. My password is greengrass899z.”
Rachel thought to herself, “That was too easy. He is not worried what I might see on his computer.” Rachel went on inside
Mark ran and jumped on the diving board. He sprung up and down and then did a cannonball dive into the water. When he came up out of the water he swam to the side of the pool. He looked at Rita with a smile. “Just you and me. We can do some smooching.”
Rita asked, “Do you ever think about doing more than smooching?”
“Oh my God, your mother would kill me if we got caught having sex.”
“Do you think?”
“Rosanne wouldn’t approve. That is for sure.”
“So you don’t want to have sex?”
“We are too young.”
Rita jumped into the pool. She and Mark swam and smooched about for around 30 minutes when Rachel came back out to the pool. She had a pill bottle in one hand and a glass of bourbon in the other hand. She took a couple of pills followed by a drink. “Mark, I need to talk to you.” Her words were slurred.
“Sure.” Mark got out of the pool and walked up to his mom. He could tell that his mom was angry. “Did I do something wrong?”
Rachel walked back into the kitchen. She then walked to a bar in the den. Dripping water in his path, Mark followed her. She put the pill bottle down and pour herself another drink. “I don’t know how to talk to you about this.”
Mark had no idea what to say. He held his hands up and shrugged.
Rachel guzzled her drink down. “Did you want me to find that on your computer?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Mark glanced back at Rita standing slightly off from the den. She was snuggled with a towel and drying off. She threw Mark a towel. He grabbed the towel and began to dry himself.
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Mark repeated. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“I will show you what I am talking about. Let us go up to your room.”
Rachel staggered. She stumbled. Mark took a deep breath as he followed after his mom up the stairs. Following his mom he looked back at Rita. He noticed the devilish grin on her face. He mouthed, “What?”
Mark followed his mom into his bedroom. Rita quietly followed. Mark’s mom sat down at the computer. She typed in the password. She pulled up the browser and its history. She showed Mark the browser history. “You have been looking at all this gay porn.”
“No. I have not. I have no idea where that browser history came from. Rita uses my computer. Maybe she has been looking at gay porn.”
Rita screamed, “You queer. I have not.”
Mark said, “Hey girl, I don’t know what your problem is but we are finished. I want your mom fired. I want the three of you out of here.” Mark hated what he had said the moment the words came out of his mouth. He didn’t really want Rita’s mom Rosanne or her sister Tabitha hurt. But he was angry. He was furious.
Rachel said, “You don’t control the hiring and firing around here.”
“No, but dad does and I am going to tell him about this shit. Victor had already clued me in that Rita has changed. He had told me that she had gone from that sweet shy girl I began dating to a crazy bitch. I didn’t believe him. But she had to have done this.”
Rachel pulled up a picture of Mark and Victor naked at the pool. Rachel asked, “And what about this? Do you deny this is you and Victor?”
“Sometimes we swim naked at night. It is not weird. My God, men swim naked in the US Senate Pool and no one thinks anything about it.”
Rachel screamed, “Is that what Victor told you when he was seducing you?”
“No one seduced anyone. We skinny dip. The school makes me shower naked with other guys after gym. It is not a gay thing.”
Rachel said, “It sounds gay to me. Do the coaches also make you play leapfrog naked.”
Puzzled, Mark asked, “What?”
Rachel pulled up another picture. “You and Victor played leapfrog on the diving board.”
Mark said, “Okay. We had hit your bar and were a little drunk but it is not as weird as that picture looks.” Mark looked at Rita. “You were spying on me and Victor. You took these pictures and put them on my computer and then had my mom to find them.”
“I have no idea how the pictures ended up there. Maybe Jossette took the pictures.”
Mark screamed, “I want Rosanne fired. I want Rita and Tabitha the hell out of this house.”
Rita said, “I think we should end this summer vacation and move back to your Atlanta Apartment. That way you can keep Victor and Mark apart.”
Rachel said, “Or maybe I should send Mark to live with his father while I enjoy my summer vacation here in Hearthville. I’ve worried that Mark may be spending too much time with women.”
“You think I may be gay but you want me to spend more time with men. Do you ever even listen to yourself when you are drunk. But here is a clue. Yeah, I am out of here but not to stay away from Victor. To stay away from you and this crazy bitch you are allowing to live under this roof.”
“I will call your father.”
“No. I will call father. I will live with him. But I will visit Victor any fucking time I want.”
Rachel said, “I’ve heard enough. I am going to my room. I don’t care what you do. Let Victor use you and make a fool out of you. I don’t care. Be his little cock sucking bitch.”
After Rachel left the room, Mark screamed at Rita. “Why are you still standing in my room. You get the fuck out of my room and I do not want to ever see you in here again.”
“If you go live with your father, maybe Rachel will let me make this my room.”
Mark grabbed up a baseball and threw it to miss Rita, but still close enough to scare her. He screamed, “Get out of here.”
With a smirk and a dance of her hips she left the room.
Mark called his father. “Dad, I need to come live with you.”
“I am always glad when you want to visit me, but why are you angry with your mom?”
“I can’t live in this fucking house with Rita and mom. It is just too damn much.”
“Tell me what is going on.”
“Rita looked at gay porn on my computer and then she had mom thinking I was the one looking at gay porn. On top of that Rita snapped pictures of me and Victor skinny dipping and put the pictures on my computer for mom to find. Mom is drunk and on pills and believing that crazy bitch I have been dating. Victor and I are not gay.”
“Is your mom in the room with you now?”
“No.”
“Let me call your mom.”
“Sure. Fine. Whatever. But I am not going to live here. Mom called me Victor’s little cock sucking bitch.”
“I am calling your mom.”
“Okay.”
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