I has been requested by many to write about more of my adventure with Nick's Family....So I continue with my story. If you haven't read the first 8 Chapters it may help you understand my story. With much pleasure in writing it.
The saga continues.....
It was a lazy chilly day in the latter part of December 2002. Christmas is near, shopping done, and very nervous as to what may happen on the 25th. Maybe I should explain cause when I first started to write these stories a few months ago; life has change in the last 6 months.
It all happens in early November 2002. The day was dark and overcast, storms predicted according to the weather forecast. What an understatement, thought to myself, as I was driving home on I-75 from Ohio; two towns already got hit by tornados in Ohio and it seem the storm was following me.
"Two weeks to a month" they said, well the two-week temporary assignment has turned into over 3 months now. Still thinking, that this 300-mile weekly trip is going to kill me one day; should tell the firm that I work for to stick it before it does.
Pulling into my driveway it started to rain a little and the clouds looked really ugly. So I pulled into my garage, unpacked my car, went straight to my bedroom.
As I undress, the rain starts to get heavier, thought, better get a shower before the storm hits. The water felt great as it was hitting my face and streaming down my body. So soothing, relaxing, couldn't wait to hit my bed and just masturbate myself to sleep. Then a flash, immediately a loud boom, and the lights went out. Terrified, jumped out of the shower, fearing the worst as the wind started to howl outside and the torrential rain seem to be tearing the roof off of my two story 110 year old country home.
"Why me God" thinking to myself.
House was dark; tried to find a towel or my housecoat, when another flash hit, then boom, the howling became deafening.
"Godddddddddddddd this is crazy," I screamed.
"Hell with this," I thought.
Naked I tried to find a safe place, went straight to the fruit cellar, my dog and cat following me as scared as I was. Terrified, cold and exhausted search the cellar for something to put on when I remembered some old blankets stored down there. Wrapping the blankets around me I could hear the storm ripping at my house. Huddled into a corner with my dog, scared, crying, praying, fell off to sleep from exhaustion.
Suddenly I was awakening, with a knocking sound, my dog barking like crazy. Groggy I didn't realize what the knocking was, and then realized someone at the front door is knocking, constantly, knockinggggg, and knockinggg. My dog barking like crazy, running up and down the stairs, coming to me going to the door, barking, growling, never seen him like this before.
Frighten, didn't know who could be at my door at 1 am. Slowly walking up the cellar stairs into my kitchen, realized the storm was still howling outside.
Knocking was persistent, afraid to turn the house lights on; I entered the den, to see who is there on the security monitor, but no light outside. Flipping the switch for the outside light nothing happens. Geeeez I forgot the lights went out and thought what next. Slowly I worked myself to the front door, pulling the curtains back, seen a person stumbling against my door.
"Bitch, fucking bitch" I heard
That voice is familiar, could it be, then a flash of lightening, yes it him, soaking wet standing there after two and half years was Nick, oh God my Nick.
Wait a minute, he's drunk, never seen him drunk in the 17 years with him. Now I am afraid, what does he want? Is he going to hurt me?
"No, he would never do that", thinking to myself.
I spoke into the intercom, "Hey honey, let me get dressed, be right there."
No answer, shit the intercom is out, no electricity.
Spoke thru the door, "Honey let me get dressed"
He screams, "Fuck, I seen you naked a thousand time, open this fucking door."
Like a slave being given an order, said, "Ok."
Opening the door naked as the day I was born, wind-blowing rain in, my dog Buddy still barking not knowing what was happening, I caught Nick staring at my nakedness, felted embarrassed, but that change when I noticed he is crying.
"Oh my God what as happen?" Thinking something happen to one of the kids, because of his crying.
He says, "Please forgive me,"
I look at him startled, "Forgive you for what? You haven't done anything to me."
He says, "Yes I have."
"Come in, what, what have you done to me?" I said.
Before he could answer, he falls backwards off my small porch, down three stairs onto the ground, in his drunken stupor passed out.
