Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
At first we only played with Blaine, Ember, Max and I, but shortly after we were able to rope Elliott, Gabe, Jack, and finally Sam in to playing as well.
One of the funniest turns was when the card said: “Things you shouldn’t display in your china cabinet. It was my turn to be reader, so I read the answers that were written out loud to the group:
“Your bras”
“Your whips, chains, and floggers”
“Your dildo collection”
“Your pot stash”
“Broken china”
“Your kidney stones”
“Your collection of panties from every one of your sexual encounters”
“Your vaginal douches”
I barely was able to read the slips of paper. By the time I was done, I was wheezing and barely able to stay in the chair. Tears were leaking out of my eyes uncontrolled. Blaine however didn’t have my problem. She was on her hands and knees trying to push herself back into her chair. Sam ended up winning the round, catching on in only a few short turns. As the night wore on, everyone loosened up and said what was really on their minds. I don’t know if the inventor of Things meant for the game to be played this way, but it was a riot when everyone played with no reservations. I had one hell of a time, and it really let me let go of some of my worries.
Blaine fit in great with Ember and I. She seemed to compliment us with her quirky sense of humor, and didn’t think that we were weird at all. In fact she seemed to join right in with our antics.
Shaking my head to come back to the present, I noticed a Red Miata in my side mirror passing the line of cars so they could get ahead in the line of cars. There was nothing I hated more than these types of drivers. My inner road rage bitch decided to show her head, and sped up just in time to prevent little Ms. Red Miata from squishing in between my truck and the eighteen wheeler in front of me. She slowed down a bit, but there was no way that Elliott was letting her in behind me, because then it would mean he wasn’t as close to me as he needed to be.
I yelled out the window, “There is a reason there was a sign four miles back saying you needed to get over, bitch!” I laughed when she gave me the finger, and then sped forward and past us to see if she could find room up ahead somewhere before she had to stop. In my rear view mirror I could see Elliott shaking his head at me. I smiled. A little ways up the road there was a line of cars stopped by a construction worker that needed to get in. Once again, I didn’t stop to let the red Miata in, not my fault she tried to cheat! I thought to myself, Karma is a bitch.
I arrived at the compound a tad later than usual and pulled up beside Sam's chopper. Sam had given me a lesson in bikes, and he informed me that the ones that he and his boys rode were choppers. Sam exited the front door and Janie barreled past him and hit me about knee height. I bent over and lifted her in my arms, giving her a good squeeze before transferring her over to my hip. I walked up to Sam and gave him a peck on the lips, then gave him an awkward hug, burying my face into his neck. He wrapped his arms around both of us and hugged me back.
“Your woman has a bit of road rage.” Elliott said from behind me.
“Oh really, do tell.” He replied
Elliott went on to tell him about the Miata bitch and the construction zone.
“You need to be careful about doing that, someone might pull a gun on you one day, then what would you do?” he said reproachfully.
“Jesus, you sound just like James and Ember. Excuse me; I have to go make dinner. And James is supposed to Skype tonight with Janie, so I want to get her fed before then.” I walked into the house without a backward glance.
I set about making dinner, James’ favorite in fact, of Sour Cream Noodle Bake and Honey Glazed Chicken when Sam walked in.
“I have a doctor appointment tomorrow to get on birth control. I know it won’t help the last three weeks of having not used any, but it’s a start.” I said distractedly to him.
He came up behind me and gave me a one armed hug, pulling me into his body.
“I like having you here, in my kitchen, cooking for me. I like it a lot.” He said, rubbing his erection into my ass.
“I feel. But as the way with the world, Janie is awake and around here somewhere, so save that for later.” I smiled at him, and then went to the oven to get the food out.
We ate dinner, and Sam agreed with James that this dish was by far his favorite that I had made. Then I got Janie cleaned up and ready for bed, reading her two books, which she in turn took over to Sam and made him read them to her too. He was much better at reading the Dr. Seuss books that I was.
I had just put Janie to bed, and was walking back into the kitchen when I glanced at the computer and realized that James had never Skyped Janie today. That was unusual for him, but he had missed a time or two before. Not worrying about it too much, I headed outside to the back porch where Sam was sitting outside having a beer. The back yards had a small area of green grass, and then turned into mostly woods the further back you went. Sam was sitting in a rocking chair, rocking slowly with one foot on the rung and another on the railing to keep his pace. He reached out and pulled me down into his lap.