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Do you hate your x-boyfriend enough to try to convince his mom that he is gay, even though he probably is not? Rita does. Do you hate your x-friends enough so that they will be caught in a compromising position? Rita does. Have you ever told your sister that she was conceived in a drunken orgy? Rita has.
From Chapter 1
Steed drove his red, 1972 Torino to in front of the Victorian style Mansion that his father had bought for his mother a long time ago. During the divorce his father had not given his mom any money but had allowed her to keep the mansion under the condition that she would not sell it. His father paid for all of the upkeep cost on the mansion.
The mansion was of the Shingle Victorian style architecture patterned after the Charles Lang Freer House. The mansion sat in an area on Hearthville Lake that was called the Eastside View. All of the homes in that area were expensive and sat on no less than 30 acres. The Ramsey Mansion was nestled on fifty acres next door to the Bare Estate which included several hundred acres.
Steed smiled as he looked at the mansion through the passenger window of his car. Steed remembered how important he felt living in the mansion when he was small. Though later his Aunt Terence became rich, during that period his cousins Jossette and Roger lived in the trailer park where he now lived. He wondered if he had ever made his cousins feel poor. He hoped not.
Steed’s former girlfriend, Rita, drove her small baby blue Volkswagen up behind Steed’s car. She got out of her car, closed the door, and walked up to the open, driver side, window of Steed’s car.
Rita said, “Long time, no see. I was shocked when I got a call from you.”
Steed got out of his car. “I did not much want to call you. I know you don’t like me any more than I like you, but thanks for coming.” He and Rita walked around to the kitchen entrance to the mansion. Steed unlocked the door and they went inside.
The kitchen was brightly clean. It hardly looked as though it were part of an unoccupied house. Rita looked around and felt an emptiness. She remembered her mom Rosanne standing at the stove and cooking. She looked at the table and thought about how Steed’s mom, Rachel, would sit at the table and talk to her mom. They would tell jokes and laugh. Rita said, “We had good times.”
“I guess.”
“I always thought it was sad that we came to hate each other before we ever fucked. Do you want to fuck?”
Steed smiled. For a split second he considered the idea. “I am dating Judy Duddley. I am trying to stay faithful to her which is kind of difficult since she seems to be a professional virgin.”
Rita nodded and laughed. “She has always been a good girl. She is hardly the kind of girl who would have an open relationship with two men and then ask a third if he would like to fuck.” Rita held out her hand to Steed in a mocking gesture. “Meet Rita the slut.”
“The entire time that you and I dated, we never had sex. At the end of our relationship you were an awful person. What you did was so wrong. But you are not a slut.”
“I am now. I like sex. I like sex a lot. I date both Sam Smith and Selby James. Does that shock you?”
“After you, I fell in love with the beautiful Clarice Manchester.” Steed hesitated. He wondered why he was inclined to tell Rita what he was about to tell her. He told Rita, “My father stole her from me. She is now my stepmother.”
“I’ve met Clarice when visiting my sister Tabitha; your father’s lowly maid. I say that but Tabitha is content. Clarice is nice. She is beautiful. I can understand why you fell in love with her. She is nothing like the plain girl that I was.”
“Before you became so mean, I thought I loved you. Your looks were never our problem. I still wonder why, how, you went from being that shy, sweet girl to such a mean person. You hurt me. You hurt Victor.”
“I don’t know exactly. Maybe I was always mean. It is just when I stopped being so shy I became more bold, more ruthless, more evil. I had grown so tired of feeling invisible, but that is just an excuse that I sometimes tell myself.”
“In a moment of weakness I slept with my stepmother. I don’t exactly walk on water.”
“Tabitha told me. Tabitha thought it was awful but I understood. She was your girlfriend first. To me, stealing her back kind of seemed the right thing to do?”
“It was not like that. It was a moment of weakness. I was not trying to steal her back. It just happened.”
“Of course it wasn’t like that. You are a good boy without a devious bone in that very sexy body of yours. Are you sure you don’t want to fuck?”
“Sorry.”
“Sure. If not to fuck, why did you want me to come here?”
“Dr. Donald Higby will be here shortly with my mom. In sessions my mom has mentioned that she did something to Victor but she has not told Dr. Higby what. I have not told him either. She has told Dr. Higby that she will tell him but only if he will allow her to visit here. So he is bringing mom here.”
“Why would you want me to be here to relive that God awful day?”
“Because the truth is that I have put that memory into the abstract. Jossette and I would refer to that day as the day that mom spanked Victor but of course it was much more than that. She tried to murder Victor.”
Do you hate your x-boyfriend enough to try to convince his mom that he is gay, even though he probably is not? Rita does. Do you hate your x-friends enough so that they will be caught in a compromising position? Rita does. Have you ever told your sister that she was conceived in a drunken orgy? Rita has.
