Authors Note: Thank you for all that read/commented/voted. Hope I got the symtoms correct for bi-polar depression/personality disorder.
Wandering the neighborhood Ray was hiding in the bushes watching some guys work on the strange hot rods, "You don't have to hide.." Older guy had been noticing the malnourished kid walking the streets during the hot summer. "Have a soda, looks like you need it..."
Soon he was sweeping the floors, cleaning tools, they always had snacks. Quiet kid listened, racing stories, learned all the details about the cars, "No question is stupid.." Waited for them Sunday nights, helped unload the cars after race weekends, soon he had a key so he could make sure the shop was clean when they returned.
Returning from a long weekend they were surprised that he had the old racing go kart running, cot with an old sleeping bag in the corner. "Hey kid we need to talk to your parents.."
Man and the wife that owned the race team and the auto parts store knew the bar his dad managed and the reputation of the mother, cocaine slut. Soon his big sister and his beloved kindergarten teacher were weekend spectaors, Ray repaid them with better grades and no more fighting. Big sister would get the parents to sign waivers when they were too drunk or stoned to know what they were doing.
"Damn kid, third place in the first race..." Worked at the auto parts store, kept winning races and moving up. Then the daughter of the next door neighbors noticed the stud mowing the lawn, couple years older. All the rage in high school dating the hottest senior cheerleader, big sister guiding him past high school social life. Sister Gwen had moved out but still gave my parents money so he had a home. Problems at home getting worse, dad lost his job, mom still seeking a singing career, mostly hanging out at bars having sex for drugs
Everything changed when I turned eighteen, no more parental waivers, graduating high school, Mom offered to suck my cock for a hundred dollars.. Traveling to races across the country. Surprised the oval guys that sporty car guys could drive, started making money, got invited to the big race in Oklahoma. Mom and dad in a low rent apartment at a cheap revamped motel, made quite the team, pimp and a prostitute, spent the money on drugs.
Bless Gwen's heart, shower and a couch to sleep when needed and a warehouse job at the furniture store, night shift. Auto parts store in the daytime, hours in the race shop. Girlfriend's father was very supportive of the hardworking young man, didn't mind Ray spending time with his daughter. Then the cancer struck, government facility was hiding the problems from the employees, "Honey we need to talk..." she showed him a positive pregnancy test.
Sold the race cars, kept both jobs and moved in, paying the bills for his new family. "She was a lying cunt, she could have been my mother..."
Working sixteen or more hours a day, money from the racing equipment paid for the roof over their heads, "Four months, she still had the same alluring body, shared with many," Trouble brewing with his best friend, owner of the parts store, losing that job.
"Sucking her daddy's dick while the mother watched..." Gwen bailed him out of jail, "Both my real mom and dad found overdosed together," Bar fights, best friend bailed him out a couple times, "Mrs Sims my kindergarten teacher miraculously got all the charges dropped, said it was my last chance." One of her 'kids' worked at the DA's office, she passed away over a year ago.
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Kiss him before anymore words spoiled his penetration, my vagina racing to restore our connection. Brief interlude while shutting down the television, only light was dim glow from the low power plug in from the bathroom. Feeling our way, on our sides again, getting our arms positioned, his cock an electrical prod, my cunt a capacitor soaking all his power, both of us whirling within an ethereal existence, center of the universe.
"Don't move.." Tremors when his prod sends charged particles at my womb, incessant feed back loop, strong pulse charges my vaginal walls, my cervix surges. Nose to nose, lizard kisses as we recycle each others gasping breath, maybe hypoxia is the cure for our predicament. Timelessly wish I could see his eyes...can't stop my cunt from clenching, his cock fueling the vortex...
Scrape, clunk, clunk, clunk, heavy equipment noises woke us. "Li.." He is stretching for something, "When we went to Nebraska.."
The little velvet box was in the couch cushions, "I do.." he didn't need to open the box, saved him the words. Silently let him slide the diamond solitaire on the correct finger, "I gotta pee.." our traditional wake up kiss felt different. Peek past the curtains we could see the front end loader removing the drifts of snow, real world was calling.
"What day is it?" He knows what day it is, turned on his company phone, plugged in his land line.
"Best Monday ever!" Last night was incomprehensible, still coursing thru my body, both of us sweating digging the cars out. Beloved Alfa was parked at an acquaintance of his that owns the storage/consignment sales business downtown, hundred and fifty dollars a month is well worth it.
"Jump me!" Where did all these woman come from? Fourth one needing his jumper cables.
Nice guy is oozing sex, "Feel the sparks from you.." half of them hitting on me too. We still need to put the bed back to normal, should we sleep at my place? Living with him, would we be naked all the time?
The layers of clothes are chaffing, sex smells leaking, "Let''s get a shower!"
Blondie lives in the building separating Ray's and my place, "I live right there," Door was twenty feet away, she didn't really need any assistance, simply Ray took her keys starting the car. "Thanks for getting me started!" Ray chuckled, "Anything I can do to repay you two?"
