Noir

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Josie, please, you're not imposing or anything.
I am more than grateful for your presence, your company.
You've given me so much and I don't know how I can repay you.
It would be my pleasure if you stayed with me. “

I smiled warmly reassured by the obvious sincerity of his words.

“This house hasn't seen so much life and warmth in a very long time.
And I hate to think of being alone right now. Not after..."

I nodded understanding. I had thought as much…
I didn’t expect Spencer to take my hand and capture it in his again before raising it and pressing his lips against the knuckles.

"I thank you."

I blushed in pleasure.
The gesture was simple, intimate and yet …
My eyes held his, touched beyond belief by his unnecessary gratitude.

”You’re welcome.
We’re just both in the right place at the right time, I guess.
I really didn’t do anything much … “

I tried to assure him that there was no need for thanks.

”And besides … you’ve been very good to me too … “

I saw him move to speak and shook my head.

”You’ve done much more than was in your “job description” Spencer … and you know it … I really don’t have anyone around that I can trust … or who really gives a damn … it might sound crazy but … “

I broke off, knowing that he would never understand how being the only child of rich and high profile parents could be anything less than perfect.
How could he know how little time they truly had for me?
And as to my so-called friends … how many were genuine. Certainly I hadn’t been able to trust them with my problem …
that had been the eye opener!

”… but despite appearances … I often get … lonely …
my friends … my “dates” … even my parents …
I don’t have anyone I can really confide in…
... and be “me” with … you know?”

I curled my feet beneath me as I looked up wondering if he understood at all.
I continued to muse aloud, voicing the hurts I'd buried deeply for a long time.

”I think grandpa was the only person who was really interested in how I felt about things ... what I wanted out of life … “

I commented wistfully, only half aware that my head was brushing against Spencer’s shoulder as I unconsciously snuggled closer, perhaps just to keep the demons away.

 

[Poganin]

Detective Grant

Hmmm, I did what I had to do, what had to be done. If I crossed the boundaries of "job description" it was only because in those moments the natural human instincts kicked in. Someone needed help and it being in my power to do so, I delivered. Nothing strange or weird in that. Anyone in their right mind would do so in my place. The problem was trust however, trust and respect and as Josie was saying -- she actually had no one to turn to among her acquaintances, so by recommendation she turned to me for succour. I didn't regret chasing after her that night although I had done it from selfish reasons. Now, the world seemed a bit brighter, merrier. It felt good to have done something for someone completely selflessly.

This must have been a heart-breaking life Josie was living: with not a single person really close to her, to confide in, to turn to in times of trouble, to speak her heart. Without her grandfather to hold her hand and support her, Josie was like a lost little girl in the wide world... Hmmm, weren't we all like that, actually? Josie spoke slowly, from time to time looking up or turning to me, to check if I understood. Oh I did understand. Maybe not as much as I would, had I been in her shoes, but enough to know that the riches around her did not provide happiness. But that's just the way this world is constructed. You can't have all, you have to sacrifice some things for another things and you will never be satisfied. You can only accept the choices that had been made and be content with them.

I felt Josie moving close on the sofa, changing her position to be more comfortable while talking. I could see her head following Sheena who, oblivious to the events happening around, excused herself from the company of two people who had suddenly become very serious and solemn. At some point I felt Josie put her head on my shoulder and I moved lower to accomodate her. I listened as she talked about her grandpa and understood that he had been the most important person in her life. The only person who knew how to look beyond the lying veil of riches and if he hadn't been there for her, Josie would have become just another pampered child of rich parents. I was grateful that such people still existed in this materialistic world. They introduced optimism into this world plunging into entropy.

"Maybe he was... but... now..." I carefully spoke the words "I'm interested as well. This may sound forward of me and if you don't like the idea, just disregard it... but... I want you to know that you'll ever have a willing ear in me if you need to speak. If you'll ever need to, you can talk to me. I think... we're kindred souls... alike. I no longer see you as yet another client... You've become something more, no longer a stranger... like a, like a friend." I said, gently taking Josie's hand in mine.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Maybe he was... but... now..."

I glanced up as he paused.

"I'm interested as well. This may sound forward of me and if you don't like the idea, just disregard it... but... I want you to know that you'll ever have a willing ear in me if you need to speak. If you'll ever need to, you can talk to me.”

I smiled up at him and then moved my head back to where it was nestling comfortably against his shoulder.
Why would he take time to listen to me, though? I wondered.
It was a kind offer but …

” I think... we're kindred souls... alike.
I no longer see you as yet another client...
You've become something more, no longer a stranger... like a, like a friend."

I looked downwards and watched as his large hand curled around to surround my own.
His hand was strong, yet gentle, just as Spencer himself.
And Spencer did have real strength, even though he did not realise it.
He was kind, caring and perhaps he was right ...
Despite the unlikelihood, we were "kindred souls", so similar in so many ways.

”Ohh.. Spencer … “

I halted with a catch in my voice.

”You have no idea just how much I hate all the show … all the keeping up appearances … even tomorrow night … my birthday party … it’s mainly PR .. big ... showy … no one even asked me what I wanted to do for my … “

I stopped my eyes flying wide in realisation as I looked at the clock then up at Spencer.

”Oh my God … look… it’s my birthday already … and true to form there’s only you in the world who gives a damn!”

I spoke harshly, my anger my only defence, the only way I could blink back the tears that were threatening to spill over.


Maybe it was a good thing that I’d poured all the liquor away.
Just for the moment, getting absolutely roaring drunk was looking like an interesting option.

Mom and dad were out partying somewhere and due home mid morning tomorrow.
The “friends” I’d been out with had swallowed my lame excuses to detour over to Spencer’s place and had no doubt totally forgotten about me.
And the household would be in bed, especially since they didn’t’ expect me back.

”Josephine Rimmington… welcome to your adulthood … “

I murmured.
If ever a truth hit home it was now.
And it hurt … it hurt like hell!

”Ohh… damn… Spencer … “

I choked a sob as the tears brimmed over.
I felt so alone.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer

Hearing and feeling Josie tense and seeing anger welling up in her I straightened up and put my arm around her, drawing her a bit closer, trying to dispel the negative feelings that seemed to have taken her over at the thought that she was 21 now and no one seemed to care enough to wish her best and congratulate. This was sad and I perfectly understood why Josie was so angry now. I held her strongly, giving her some comfort but I knew that she would have to decide herself how she should feel about this. Loneliness and being forgotten were the worst nightmare any human being ever faced. But luckily, at the moment we had each other for comfort and solace.

”Josephine Rimmington… welcome to your adulthood … “ she muttered, angry and hurt, she looked up and swore ”Ohh… damn… Spencer … “ tears starting to well in her eyes again.

All I could do was pull her close and hug tightly. I kissed the top of her head several times, gently rocking Josie in my arms. "Shhh, girl. I know it hurts. I know you're sad. But you're only starting and things tend to change all the time." I stroked her back, feeling her tremble as she sobbed against my chest, crying out her sadness and loneliness on the cotton fur of battery bunnies. "You're not alone, girl... Oh, I guess I shouldn't be calling you 'girl' anymore. But, I'm here for you, for what it's worth." I smiled. "Happy birthday, Josie. May all your wishes come true. No more tears this night, eh?"

I pressed my lips to her hair again and just sat there like this, holding this fragile woman in my arms, supporting her because she needed support, comforting her because she craved comfort and I was the only person at the moment who could provide it.

"You are not alone, Josie." I whispered, closing my eyes and hugging her tightly, rocking her in my arms.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

Spencer wound his arm around me and I moved gratefully to press close to him as I tried to stem my tears.
He held me tightly and let the sobs pass.
He kissed the top of my head, the gesture tender and comforting.
At least I felt that he really cared.

"Shhh, girl. I know it hurts. I know you're sad.
But you're only starting and things tend to change all the time."

He rocked me and stroked my back.
His touches light, soothing …
Why couldn’t my parents see how much they pushed me away …?
Why … ?

"You're not alone, girl... Oh, I guess I shouldn't be calling you 'girl' anymore. But, I'm here for you, for what it's worth."

I glanced up at him and met his smile.
I liked the way he called me “girl”.
It had a kindly, paternal ring to it and yet …

"Happy birthday, Josie. May all your wishes come true.
No more tears this night, eh?"

I nodded and rubbed at my eyes as he kissed my head and held me tightly against his chest.
The warmth of his body warmed me, both externally and internally.
I sighed and relaxed in his arms.
I felt him stroke my hair.

"You are not alone, Josie."

My eyes closed as I heard his voice reassuring me once more.
I felt myself being rocked… soothed… I murmured softly …

”Thank you, Spencer … “

And pressed closer against him.
Totally relaxed in his arms, I became very aware of his hands stroking, caressing, as the tension left me …
I was barely aware of the soft murmur that passed my lips as he ran a hand along the length of my now loose hair.
I couldn’t remember if my hair had been up when I’d arrived that evening, if so the elastic must have gone astray somewhere…

”Ummm… that’s nice … “

I exclaimed softly, as his fingers laced through the silky mane that fell about my shoulders.

My body shivered.
The reaction so strange given that I felt a mellow heat permeating through my entire body.

”You have a great touch, Spencer … “

I murmured half sleepily as he continued to cosset me.

”You spoil me … “

I giggled as he hugged me to him once more.

”Grandpa always said that if I found “the love of a good man”, as he called it, I’d be entirely ruined for life … “

I smiled into his eyes at the memory.

”He said that the last thing I needed was to be “indulged” and that I was turn into a total brat if any man were foolish enough to be tempted!”

I giggled.

”So… you’ve been warned, Spencer … “

I teased, my eyes shining unaware of the “inappropriateness” of the memory I’d just shared.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

I could finally feel Josie relax in my embrace, her sobs faded away and now she murmured softly to the rhythm of my stroking her beautiful hair. The golden mane, like and angel's aureola, so soft and silky, so nice to the touch. I felt terribly embarrassed when I realised that I am finding pleasure in stroking her hair like that but it seemed to relax Josie and make her feel better, forget the awful realisation.

”Ummm… that’s nice … “I heard her say and as I continued stroking her she shivered perceptibly. What was that? I wondered. The room was warm enough and besides she couldn't be cold, sitting there in my embrace. Was Josie reacting like that to my touch?! Impossible... but the thought was tempting.

”You have a great touch, Spencer … “Eh? Did I get that right? Was my assumption correct then? Josie was beginning to like this. I was completely amazed.

”You spoil me … “ Spoil you, girl!? What am I doing? Trying to console you... Uh, you little -- I laughed inwardly deciding to play this game along with her.

”Grandpa always said that if I found “the love of a good man”, as he called it, I’d be entirely ruined for life … “ Josie smiled at me. ”He said that the last thing I needed was to be “indulged” and that I was turn into a total brat if any man were foolish enough to be tempted!” she giggled her girly laugh again, sending a tremble against my body. ”So… you’ve been warned, Spencer … “

"Oh?" I exclaimed, my face a mask of seriousness. "Well, don't forget, Josie, that I'm a father and I know my way around spoiled princesses. There's no tantrum that the good old spanking hasn't eased... or confinement to your room. Or no-ice-cream-for-you." I couldn't hold it anymore and burst out laughing. "So you be warned in case you decide to have a fit of nasty temper. I was a very strict father. So watch yourself." I said, still laughing, knowing that she knew I'd never do anything to hurt her. I hugged Josie warmly again and let her go.

As I calmed down I looked at Josie again, still seeing a little prankster in her eyes, waiting for the right moment to play a trick. "What about your love for that good man, Josie? How would it be?... Or maybe you prefer bad men, huh? Charming bastards like yours truly? Hmmm?" I ran my fingers down her side, tickling her, making her squirm and giggle.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Oh? Well, don't forget, Josie, that I'm a father and I know my way around spoiled princesses.”

I giggled. “spoiled princesses”!

”There's no tantrum that the good old spanking hasn't eased... or confinement to your room.
Or no-ice-cream-for-you."

It was easy to join in his laughter imagining him trying to keep a straight face whilst sending me to my room, or banning me from icecream or …
fortunately Spencer interrupted the spanking image that was about to take shape in my mind causing my body to heat in confusion.

"So you be warned in case you decide to have a fit of nasty temper.
I was a very strict father. So watch yourself."

I eyed him with interest, the inevitalbe grin on my face.
I couldn’t quite see him as the “very strict father”, no more than I’d ever had a “fit of nasty temper”, but the caricatures he painted of him "keeping me in line" made me chuckle as I lay with his arms still wrapped around me.

Our eyes met again.
Spencer seemed to be enjoying the joke as much as I ...

"What about your love for that good man, Josie? How would it be?...”

His voice held a teasing tone, but I could tell he was curious.

”Or maybe you prefer bad men, huh?”

I grimaced, the face of Nicholas Parker coming into my mind.

”Charming bastards like yours truly? Hmmm?"

I squirmed and giggled as he tickled me, wriggling on the sofa until I found myself across his lap looking up at him.
I caught his expression and instantly sobered.

”I don’t know how you could class yourself as one of the bad men, Spencer… “

I responded softly.

”Charming … yes … “

I reached up and touched him gently on the cheek, then drew my hand away, laying it on his chest.

”But ... a .. b … ?“

I faltered over the word.

”Nicky’s the only .. bastard … I’ve ever come into contact with fortunately and he is not my type .. “

I shook my head emphatically.
If you took Spencer and Nicky there was no comparison!

I let my head rest against his arm again, my eyes held his as I gazed up from my vantage point laid across his lap.

”… My love for the good man … ?”

I mused as I thought.

”You know … I’ve never considered it … I don’t know what kind of man would even be my type … “

I grinned.

”Part of being the oh-so-proper daughter is the total lack of freedom … it looks good … all those parties … the great social whirl … but I’ve never had the opportunity to make choices for myself.
Heck, I’ve barely even dated !
The few boys I have been allowed to go out with were mostly picked by daddy ... Nicky's the first guy I've ever had trouble with ... in any way ... but then he's in a unique position ... daddy approves of him! I have a feeling I've not seen the last of Nicky yet ... “

I sighed and commented flippantly;

"Maybe I should run away ... do you think I'm too old to do that?"

I caught Spencer's grin before closing my eyes and indulging dreamily in my favourite fantasy.

”If I could have anything … I’d love to just go off … somewhere … anywhere … maybe in an old camper van … or with a tent … and just hang out … see things … eat beans from a can … go walking.. learn how to fish .. to climb … to do all kindsa “normal” stuff … the kinda thing that little boys and sometimes lil' girls are supposed to do with their daddys from the age of 5 … “

I opened my eyes and found Spencer watching me intently.

”Ummm.. that would be bliss … sleep out under the stars… swim naked in the moonlight … make love … “

I stopped short and blushed.

"There are so many things … things I’ve never done before… "

I told him softly.

"If only ... "

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

I listened intently as Josie spread her dream before me. I lost all will to joke and just thought on how many things she'd missed in her sheltered childhood and adolescence. I guess she envied the children of families that hadn't been as well off as her own, just like they might have envied her. It seemed to me that the poor girl hadn't been truly in love with anyone. Her parents and upbringing did not allow such freedom. In future her parents would probably arrange Josie's marriage for political reasons. And so she would miss on everything again, having lost the best years of her life first to her parents and then to the husband who probably wouldn't even love or respect her.

"One is never too old to run away, you know... Look at me, I've been running away for three years, running away from reality instead of coming to terms with it. You can run away as many times as you want, Josie. Who knows, maybe it might do you good, such a change of surroundings, reality. You'd catch up on things that have been passing you by.

"All those things can return if you let them and let someone bring them back to you. When I was a kid and I lived with my parents, we had a summer house some one hundred yards from the seashore, with a piece of private beach, a garden. We even had a yacht but after dad's accident with a harpoon we had to sell it. I remember it to be a great place to seek the peace of mind. And there were always lots of neat things to do... Fly kites... swim... build castles in the sand only to see them destroyed by the waves... gather clams... sunbathe... swim some more... play ducks and drakes when the sea is calm... play hide and seek among the dunes... walk the dog on the beach... swim nude" I smiled and winked at Josie looking at me with her lips slightly parted, probably imagining all those things I was talking about. "There was never a boring day. And the nearby fishermen town is good for a small, silent supper consisting of fresh fish, cockles or whatever you like. Or you could go to a tavern and listen to some old salts' shanties."

I could tell she found such an idea very interesting, her cheeks slightly flushed, her breath quickened. I still held her hand, our fingers interlocked at some point I hardly noticed...

"What would you say to such vacation, Josie? No pollution, no street noises. Just silence, you and the stars at night with waves rolling in and out lulling you to sleep each night..."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"One is never too old to run away, you know... Look at me, I've been running away for three years, running away from reality instead of coming to terms with it.”

I shrugged. Running away wasn’t a good idea then.
Facing reality was the way it had to be. I sighed.

”You can run away as many times as you want, Josie.
Who knows, maybe it might do you good, such a change of surroundings, reality.
You'd catch up on things that have been passing you by.”

I looked at him, listening as he described the summerhouse of his childhood. It sounded idyllic. Half the things he described I’d never heard about, much less actually done!
I listened to his voice, painting pictures … pictures of freedom, as he held my hand, his fingers laced with mine.

"What would you say to such vacation, Josie?
No pollution, no street noises.
Just silence, you and the stars at night with waves rolling in and out lulling you to sleep each night..."

I sighed wistfully.

”Its sounds idyllic, Spencer, but that’s a vacation for children.
You had parents, siblings to run and play with.
If I did that, I could escape, hide, but it wouldn’t be the same.
It would get awfully lonesome after a while …”

Again I lay still, my eyes staring blankly, imagining …

”Not that I couldn’t do with running away … but … what would it achieve … I’d still be trapped when I came back … “

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

"Hey, who says you'd be going alone? It's not a place for loneliness. You'll be the happiest there if you have someone to share your time with there. I know it sounds crazy but I need rest as well, especially after this night and what I've come to realise. So, if you'd like, we could go there together. I mean, only if you could stand being 24/7 with the melancholic me as that place tends to bring back good memories. It is a good place, Josie. Maybe you'll forge some good memories there yourself.

"Vacation for children, you say? You said it yourself, Josie, that you want to do all those things little kids do with their folks. You won't be bored, I can guarantee you that. And later... who cares what comes later? There's no such thing as 'tomorrow'."

I knew it sounded like a madman's ramblings and that no sane person would ever fall for such a lousy tourist advertisement. But I honestly thought that leaving the city would do Josie loads of good, chaning the climate would drive the dark mood away and her look on life would change.

"I'm not going to push you though. It's your choice. I'm sorry I can't offer you anything else or what would suit your dream better." I brushed some hair off her cheek. "I also have only my dreams."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Hey, who says you'd be going alone? It's not a place for loneliness. You'll be the happiest there if you have someone to share your time with there. I know it sounds crazy but I need rest as well, especially after this night and what I've come to realise. So, if you'd like, we could go there together. I mean, only if you could stand being 24/7 with the melancholic me as that place tends to bring back good memories. It is a good place, Josie. Maybe you'll forge some good memories there yourself.”

I sat up as he began talking, unaware that I was almost sat on his knee now.
I looked at him incredulously.
I hadn’t realised that he meant that we could go … together!

"Vacation for children, you say?
You said it yourself, Josie, that you want to do all those things little kids do with their folks.
You won't be bored, I can guarantee you that.
And later... who cares what comes later? There's no such thing as 'tomorrow'."

I knew I wouldn’t be bored. That had never been in my thoughts.
But if I went with Spencer….?
The idea was crazy … crazily tempting… !

"I'm not going to push you though. It's your choice.
I'm sorry I can't offer you anything else or what would suit your dream better."

I felt his fingers move lightly across my cheek and smiled.

"I also have only my dreams."

I captured his hand as he eased it away from me.

”Spencer… are you really serious?”

I questioned him aghast.

”I .. I had no idea you were suggesting we go .. together … !”

My cheeks pinked in excitement. It was possible … it could be done …

”My parents would go ballistic … they’d be so mad … but … “

I giggled, my eyes dancing with mischief.

”God … I could go home later this morning… early… and clear out my things… leave a note … they don’t know you … or of you … they’d never track me here … and they’d never find me if I were away for a couple of weeks … “

I break off, my eyes dancing with mischief.

”How quickly could you get away…?
Let’s do it Spencer … let’s run away … !”

I urge him impulsively, my eyes blind to any obstacles that might be in our path!

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

Oh, would you look at that, grandma?! One moment pensive and another blooming with joy and spinning quick perspectives. Who would have thought that mentioning my company would have had such effect on Josie's mood. Again she started radiating energy, joy and so much more I had trouble keeping up with her. She quickly set a plan up and waited for me to catch up... I did, momentarily.

"Oh, as you say. We can leave immediately. I don't have to pack as I have some of my stuff and clothes over there all the time in case I might need a break. I'll just have to make a call for someone to take care of the house here. We can be off before sunrise I think. If that's ok that is..."

I noticed Josie was already oblivious to everything else, her mind working in third gear, eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation of a great adventure she would set upon. I had no idea that the fact I would be going too would be such a mobilising factor for her. Not that I had anything against such enthusiasm.

"God, Josie, what spunk! I'm glad you decided to go. I can guarantee you, you'll never forget this and never regret this. So, how do we go about this? Do you want me to drive you home now or would you rather take a cab and the meet me somewhere around your block?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Oh, as you say. We can leave immediately. I don't have to pack as I have some of my stuff and clothes over there all the time in case I might need a break. I'll just have to make a call for someone to take care of the house here. We can be off before sunrise I think. If that's ok that is..."

Before sunrise … that would work …
I knew there’d be trouble … afterwards … but … what the hell!
I was an adult now … and perhaps it was time I started making a life for myself … !

"God, Josie, what spunk! I'm glad you decided to go.
I can guarantee you, you'll never forget this and never regret this.”

I giggled.

”I only hope you don’t!”

I quipped.

”So, how do we go about this?
Do you want me to drive you home now or would you rather take a cab and the meet me somewhere around your block?"

I thought long and hard.
I didn’t want them to be able to trace me here.
Spencer didn’t need the aggro!

”Well.. good God .. it’s 2 am already now!
Perhaps you should arrange your things here first … and then take me over to my house.
If I get a cab from here that could be traced afterwards.
But if you parking outside the house, even if anyone sees you, they’ll not have any reason to take the registration number…”

I grinned as I saw him nod in agreement.

”I won’t need long to grab the things I need … and leave a note.
Then maybe we can just drive straight out from there…?
What do you think…?”

I turned as I asked.

”This way I can be in and out of there before anyone’s home!”

The statement was matter-of-fact. My earlier sadness had dissipated. I was relieved the house would be empty!
For the first time I would do what I wanted.
I would boycott the birthday party, leave my parents to make the excuses and apologies … and I would go … “follow my dream”, as Spencer had encouraged me to do.

”Oh Spencer! What a birthday present!”

I flung my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

”Thank you!”

I exclaimed and kissed him softly on the cheek once more.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

As I walked around the house gathering and packing the necessary things, Josie counted off on the fingers the things to do and decided that we go to her house together and I wait outside. As she moved about energetically I could feel her enthusiasm rub off on me and I already had my head full of plans of what to do when we reach the destination. I was zipping my bag when Josie exclaimed:

”Oh Spencer! What a birthday present!” and jumped at me and hugged me strongly. ”Thank you!” she added and followed it with a kiss. I hugged her back and smiled, putting her back on the floor.

"You're welcome, Josie" I said and touched the tip of her nose with my finger. I looked around, wondering if I'd need anything else. "Come on, let's go." I ushered Josie to the hall where she put on her jacket and waited for me to lace my shoes and put on my flyboy's leather. I locked the door behind us, feeling a little strange. It's been three years since I've gone on vacation with anyone and such spontaneous behaviour just wasn't me. I shook my head, chuckling... It felt like I was 20 again and about to drive somewhere far by car for the first time by myself.

"Please wait a moment. I'll bring the car around." I said and went around the house to the garage to drive the old trusty ford taurus out to the driveway. I opened the passenger's door letting Josie in and let her pilot me on the way towards her house.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"You're welcome, Josie. Come on, let's go."

I nodded.
I knew if I stopped and thought this through, I’d get cold feet.
If I thought of my parents’ faces when they read the note I would write. They would be more angry than worried I knew.
Angry that I wouldn’t show for their big elaborate birthday “treat”!
The party I’d never wanted and even been dreading for the past thee weeks.
All the things I couldn’t tell them.
They didn’t listen.
They wouldn’t hear!

"Please wait a moment. I'll bring the car around."

I nodded again watching Spencer move around the side of the house.
And yet this man … a more unlikely friendship would be impossible to think up.
Age difference … different “social set” (as the parents would say) … different expectations in life … and yet … the same on a far deeper level.
It was so strange.
But he seemed to care and I trusted him.
I slipped into the car and grinned.
God! I must trust him to be letting him take me to goodness-knows-where and deliberately covering my tracks!
But somehow that thought made me smile.
Not one twinge of anxiety filled my mind!
I turned and pointed the direction he should take and directed him to my house.

The road was silent as we pulled up outside.
I smiled almost embarrassed by the opulence of the house.
The engine stilled and I looked up nervously.
No one was in sight. No one had heard.
There was no one to mess up our plans.

”I’ll try not to be long … “

I whispered as I slipped out of the car.
Throwing my glance back, I quipped softly.

”Now would be a good time to learn how to travel light, huh?”

Before moving around the side of the building and disappearing from his sight.

I walked through the silent house and up to my room.
It seemed strange to be up and about at this early hour.
I flicked the switch that illuminated the stairs and landing above.
The light seemed garish after the subdued dimness of Spencer’s room and the quiet darkness of his car.
I blinked and went swiftly upstairs.
The light, like the house was garish, showy here.
It seemed curiously apt.

Entering my room, I switched on the sidelights and enjoyed the more subdued hue of pink glow. I turned up the dimmer switch and began to move deftly between wardrobes and drawers.
I pulled out a suitcase, holdall, rucksack and shoulder bag and began to pack.

Travelling light was not as difficult as I had thought. Although I had wardrobes full of clothes, I discarded many of them as unsuitable. Even my casual/sporty stuff seemed too … pristine … for this type of holiday.
”Well … “
I thought with a smile.
”I could soon rough them up a bit…”

Still grinning I collected a hoard of lingerie, selected some items of jewellery, wrapped a few photos and on impulse stuffed a cuddly toy into my bag.
”Such an adult Josie..!”
I giggled to myself.
Next the practical stuff for the holdall … towels … footware … then toiletries and a makeup bag … then jackets, tops, jumpers …

I zipped up the holdall, pushed shut the case and began to load the rucksack.
Rummaging through my bureau, I pondered what to take.
After only a slight pause, I pulled out the items one by one and stuffed them into the rucksack. Now I was financially secure!
I placed my diary and other stationary and other writing items on top. I pulled a few of my favourite books off the shelf and topped the lot with the teddy, whose head stuck out of the top!

I filled my shoulder bag with the items from my tiny handbag and added some extra items for good measure.

Almost ready!

I straightened and glanced about the room.
This must be what leaving home felt like.
But I’d be back … and it was something I needed to do .. for me.
What reception I’d receive on my return, I had no idea.
What explanation would I give my parents?

I pulled down the flap and sat at the writing desk.
I took out a sheet of paper and picked up my pen.
I hesitated.
How to explain? What to tell them …

Dear Mum and Dad …

I hesitated. This seemed so strange.
Even those words didn’t fit.
I addressed them more formally in public … whilst in private … they preferred me to use the childish mummy/daddy.
I screwed up the paper and started again.

By the time you get this note, I will be well on my way.
I know you will be angry but … I had to get away.

I could imagine just what they would be saying upon reading this!

I know its selfish, but just for once I need to do what I want for a change.
I know you’ve organised that party for me and I know you had plans for my birthday … but … you never really asked me what I wanted to do.

I hesitated.
This was the most honest I’d been with them in ages.
I’d been a coward, I realised.
Perhaps this was all my fault?

In the silent room, the clock struck four.
I had to hurry.
I continued to write.
I might as well be honest … well … honest-ish, I decided!

I met up with an old friend last night and have decided to go away and stay with her for a while.
I only just realised that I’ve never been away on my own or made a decision like this for myself.
I think it’s time I did.
I’m an adult now … and I need to begin to decide what I want to do with my life.

I hope you can forgive me.

Love from
Josephine xxx

Finished!

I looked at the paper. That would do.
They couldn’t follow me. They couldn’t find me.
They would just had to accept.
And I’d face the music when I got back!

I stuck the letter to my dressing table mirror where they would be sure to find it.
I glanced around then hauled up the suitcase and threw the shoulder bag and rucksack over my shoulders.
I pulled the holdall off the ground and carefully picked my way downstairs.
Struggling, I let myself out and pulled the luggage around the side of the house.
I looked up gratefully as Spencer came out to meet me.

”Not that light huh?”

I smiled at him, reassured by his answering grin.
And nodded when he asked if everything was OK.

”All sorted … “

I commented as Spencer hauled the case, then the holdall and finally the rucksack into the back.
I saw him look at the teddy’s head poking out and raise his eyebrows.

”Grandpa gave him to me … “

I explained softly.

”I’ve never been without him … “

I blushed and turned to pick up my shoulder bag and slide quickly into the passenger seat.
I had done it.
I was free!
I could hardly believe it!

Behind me, Spencer secured the boot and sat himself in the driver’s seat beside me.
I smiled shyly as he turned to me …

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

As Josie moved towards the house I got out of the car as well, I'd be sitting there for a few hours so there will be time to get all cramped later. Might as well straighten out my back for a moment before she returns. Hmmm, and have a smoke while we're at it. I pawed the pockets of my leather jacket but as usual I must have left the latest pack in another pocket, the car compartment didn't hold anything apart from and empty box of ammunition for my .38. Drat... a few more weeks like this and I'll give up smoking involuntarily. I just hoped there would be at least one cigarette when we get there.

Ah, this was incredible, I thought to myself, going for vacation with a girl... pardon, woman... who could seem to be my daughter. I mean, I looked older than my 35, drinking does that to you I guess. But hell, we were friends who really needed to get out of here for a while, to leave this hustle and bustle. And that remote place was perfect for respite and finding one's peace of mind. A plan of things to do has been forming in my mind from the moment I came up with this idea. But I guess once we got there Josie would make her own mind about things and how to spend her time. I wasn't going to impose on her in any way. I had my own things to wrap up as well.

Leaning on the roof of my car I glanced at the Rimmington residence. It was an impressive house I wouldn't have been able to afford even if I added all my earnings up till today. Oh well, my own place was enough, comfy though spartan on the whole. In such a place like here I would have trouble choosing in which bedroom to sleep and where to eat... Luckily, I didn't have such problems. Looking around I felt a bit self-conscious with my old car but the feeling passed quickly when I saw Josie emerge from around the house lugging a travel suitcase, with a rucksack and a shoulder bag and a holdall to boot. The sight was precious and I couldn't help cracking a smile seeing her. I ran up to help her carry the stuff to the car and put it all in the trunk. "Eh? And who's this little buddy?" I thought to myself seeing the head of a teddy bear poking from the opening in the rucksack.

”Grandpa gave him to me … I’ve never been without him … “ Josie softly explained responding to my amazement.

We slipped into the car and I sat for a brief moment with my hands on the wheel, then turned to Josie and saw her smile in return.

"Well, since this in the new road you're starting upon how about you turn the ignition?" I proposed, pointing to the key and Josie energetically reached to start the engine. Luckily it caught on the first try. I threw the first gear in and drove away. The empty dark streets and little traffic allowed us to leave the city in 20 minutes and we were on our way for the coast. I estimated that we will reach our destination around 6 am. Four hours of driving. I guess there shouldn't be a problem, I could work without sleep for long periods of time.

"How do you feel, Josie? No second thoughts about this? I guess you would have some, I mean, this is such an unexpected decision you've made. Going away like that..." I snapped my fingers and smiled. "It seems like I've earned your full trust, hmm? Thanks." I turned to Josie and saw her sitting comfortably, relaxed, looking out the side window at the passing night landscape. I could take a good look at her profile, the way her golden hair flowed to her shoulder. She looked like an angel. Seeing her reflection in the glass I smiled warmly and turned my attention to the road.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

"Well, since this in the new road you're starting upon how about you turn the ignition?"

I smiled, enchanted by the idea and leaned over to grasp the key.
I turned it firmly and grinned as the car jumped into life.
Spencer engaged the gears, released the hand break and we moved away!

Silently I watched the city disappearing behind us. The darkness seemed heavy about us as the lights became fewer and fewer.

"How do you feel, Josie? No second thoughts about this?
I guess you would have some, I mean, this is such an unexpected decision you've made. Going away like that..."

I watched him snap his fingers and nodded.
I wondered if he realised just how momentous it had been!

"It seems like I've earned your full trust, hmm? Thanks."

I smiled.
I knew he could murder me and chuck me in a ditch somewhere and no one would be any the wiser.
This was probably the craziest and stupidest thing I’d ever done!
So … why did I feel so “at peace” about it?

”Do you know I’ve never been away on my own … never made a decision for myself … “

I mused almost to myself as I watched the landscape roll by.

”I left a note for my parents … I told them I needed time to think … to decide what I wanted out of life .. ‘cos I sure don’t have any idea at the moment … “

I continued to look out of the window and then turned abruptly to Spencer.

”I don’t just want to be the “spoiled little rich girl” …

I sighed and looked blankly out of the front windscreen.

”You know … perhaps Nicky did me a favour .. in a way… “

I saw Spencer glance in my direction and knew that he was listening.

”I mean … what happened … what he did … and then the threats … I should have been able to go to my father about that … or to mom … to get help … they should have been on my side .. but .. it wouldn’t have been like that … they’re so tied up with appearances … hell, daddy might even have me married off to Nicky before my feet can touch the ground … “

I shuddered.

”I just can’t do that anymore, Spencer.
Whatever the consequences, I want my own life!”

I felt his hand move to mine as he squeezed it and soothed me.
His words of reassurance calmed my mind and I sighed relaxing once more.

”I just wish they cared about ME more … “

I murmured and rested my head against the window, lodging it between the glass and the side of the seat.
Silently I watched the scenery whizz by.
Gradually I thought it began to get lighter.
My eyes focused on the horizon straining for the first rosy hues of dawn.

But I missed them …

My eyes fluttered slowly shut as I sighed and began to breathe slowly.
Despite the way I was half propped up, I fell into a deep slumber, not noticing how the miles were flying by, totally at ease as my new found friend and companion continued to drive towards the place that we hoped would prove to be our escape!

 

[Poganin]

Cary Tracy

I always loved coming here, no matter the season. In the summer you could swim in the sea and do lots of things on the beach, and in winter there was always the village of Fishpoint itself with its humble yet interesting attractions, delicious cuisine, fables of the fishermen and their wives, local festivals and holidays. Though small it was by no means boring and the surrounding landscape was so beautiful you could sit and paint picture after picture. The only problem was that weather could change three or four times in one hour so the model for painting was pretty much restless and tended to shift. The locals were honest and hospitable, they did not pry into others’ business more than it was customary and would always smile and bid you good day when met in the street. It definitely was the best place for respite in the whole world and I would often find myself sitting on the beach, watching the eternal roll of the waves, thinking about a problematic case or the good old past. And in the evening I would go the local tavern for a drink or ten, enter a drinking contest and wake up in someone else’s house, remaining on people’s tongues for a week or two and suffering merry jokes.

At some point during our journey Josie fell asleep and I turned on the radio to help me remain awake while driving but setting the volume low enough to be barely audible through the hum of the engine. The sun began peeking cautiously from behind the horizon, looking around for signs of trouble or strife and seeing us drive to Fishpoint decided to pop up and light our way with its orange morning light. The forecast for the area was promising: a warm, sunny day – perfect for relaxing and maybe a walk around town to help Josie familiarise with the area if she wanted some time for herself. Guess I would need some myself to arrange everything in my mind and come to terms with my own feelings for this young woman beside me. Closing in on our destination I started slowing down gradually so as not to wake up Josie prematurely by slowing down rapidly in the village itself. And I had to do it in order to save the lives of wandering geese or hens and local cats taking their morning stroll.

I drove slowly, nodding my head and smiling to familiar faces of some early risers and soon came to as delicate a stop as it was possible in this old dinosaur. Josie stirred and moved sleepily in the passenger’s seat, a lovely pink blush of sleep on her cheeks. I sat watching her with a smile on my face, really happy to see her like this and waiting for her to come back to reality.

“Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty. We’ve arrived,” I joked and got out of the car, helping Josie to her feet on the other side and steadying her sleepy frame. She looked around rubbing her eyes, trying to register the new location.

I opened the trunk and put our luggage on the pavement and proceeded to open the front gate of the house. The building wasn’t as impressive as the village itself but it did fit here very nice. It was a one storey villa, looking small on the outside but quite spacious on the inside with two bedrooms, three rooms, and a large living room with a veranda overlooking the sea.

“Welcome to casa Grant!” I shouted to Josie over my shoulder, lugging her baggage to the path leading to the front door.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

I stirred, hearing a voice that seemed to come from far off.

“Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty. We’ve arrived,”

I pulled my eyes open and blinked.

”Wha…. Ohh … “

Remembrance flooded back as I sat upright and turned my head to see Spencer holding the car door open.

I rubbed at my eyes and looked at him drowsily.

”We’ve arrived..?”

I nodded and chuckled helping me out of the car.
I glanced around trying to get my bearings.
The sun had only just been peeking over the horizon when I fell asleep, now it was shining strongly.
The tang of salt was strong in the air.
The sounds of birds, gulls filled my head as I shaded my eyes and glanced upward.

Turning I saw Spencer open the gate of a building.
I looked up to take in the one storey house.
It looked welcoming … cosy… perfect!

“Welcome to casa Grant!”

Spencer called back at me already struggling with the luggage.

”Ohh… Spencer … let me help … “

I called belatedly, but he was already at the door unlocking it …

”This .. this is so kind of you Spencer … I never would have imagined … “

But he silenced my gratitude and swung the door open.

”After you … go look around … “

He invited.
I hesitated, smiled shyly and stepped over the threshold.
The coolness of the interior soothed me immediately.
All of the curtains were drawn and the house seemed as if it had not been used for a while; but despite that it smelt fresh and welcoming.
Shyly I moved into the main living room, not wanting to leave Spencer with all the luggage, but curious enough to want to explore.

I moved forward and pulled open the drapes.
The sunlight flooded in. I turned smiling and looked around the room.

There were two large sofas and a separate armchair with a smaller rocking chair in the corner. A heavy wooden coffee table was placed in the middle of the room and the scene was finished off with the inclusion of a big old fireplace.

”Ohhh.. Spencer … it’s lovely!”

I enthused, turning to him as he stood in the doorway.

”Let me show you round, Josie … “

He invited as I gazed around enchanted.
The house might have been simple … but it was homely …
I turned my gaze to him and nodded enthusiastically.

”Ohh yes… I can’t wait to see the rest of it!”

I told him.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

Burdened with our luggage I moved carefully along the path towards the door where I fought with unused locks for a moment. Behind me Josie must have woken up compleletely as I heard her offer a hand and trot to join me at the door. I managed to unlock it and swung it open, hoping that not much dust had accumulatred since my last visit. I winked and smiled.

"After you... go look around, while I carry our stuff in" I said to the empty spece where Josie was standing just a moment before, now inside opening the curtains and looking around the living room. I carried the baggages inside and left the door open to air the house a little bit. If it was supposed to be comfortable, it need to breathe as well. And nothing refreshes as well as morning sea breeze.

I stood in the doorway, watching Josie take in the room and the view of the sea. She was smiling, her eyes sparkling and happy. That's how I wanted her to remain for the time of her stay in here.

"Let me show you around, Josie." I said.

She brightened even more and nodded vigorously prancing in my direction.

”Ohh yes… I can’t wait to see the rest of it!”

"Come on, Princess..." Why did I call her that?! "Here's the kitchen, after the living room this is the biggest place in the house. My mother's fancy." I smiled. "Here and here are bedrooms. The beds are kinda big but so are my folks." I chuckled at the joke: my father being a huge hunk of a man tall just below seven feet and my mother following close. "Choose any that makes you feel more comfy. From this one you can have the sea lull you to sleep and here birds will be waking you up in the morning and you can see the neighbour's garden. Both have an individual bathroom so you have 100% privacy. Here, there and there are day rooms. This one used to be mine but now they can be converted to guest rooms at any time... Well, make yourself at home, Josie. If you need to be alone, you can stay in a room or go to the beach, no one will be disturbing you there. Or you can take a walk around town. I'll check the fridge and go do some shopping for today's dinner. I'll leave you to it." I smiled and stroked Josie's shoulder, turning to leave.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie

"Come on, Princess..."

I smiled at the casual endearment. Father’s were supposed to call their daughters pet names like that weren’t they … mine never had!
I scooted after Spencer and into the spacious room he showed me to.

"Here's the kitchen, after the living room this is the biggest place in the house. My mother's fancy."

I grinned at the comparatively large kitchen: traditional, the perfect setting for big family gatherings. I turned and followed Spencer as he continued with the tour.

"Here and here are bedrooms. The beds are kinda big but so are my folks."

I put a head into each room and wondered about his family.
What kind of parents did he have? Even from what he’d said, it seemed that they were much warmer and fun loving than mine! But hey… that wouldn’t be difficult!
I suppressed the momentary twinge of sadness and stepped into one of the rooms.

"Choose any that makes you feel more comfy.
From this one you can have the sea lull you to sleep and here birds will be waking you up in the morning and you can see the neighbour's garden.
Both have an individual bathroom so you have 100% privacy. “

I nodded and walked out again following him.
How strange that I hadn’t even queried the sleeping arrangements, but it seemed that Spencer had everything well in hand!

”Here, there and there are day rooms.
This one used to be mine but now they can be converted to guest rooms at any time...
Well, make yourself at home, Josie. If you need to be alone, you can stay in a room or go to the beach, no one will be disturbing you there. Or you can take a walk around town.”

I beamed at him, already imagining walking along the beach or wandering around the town. The place was idyllic… but I did hope that Spencer would spend some time with me too!

”I'll check the fridge and go do some shopping for today's dinner. I'll leave you to it."

I turned to protest, to offer help with the shopping and the sorting, but Spencer insisted that I get settled in.

”If you’re sure …. “

I said uncertainly.

”I don’t intend to just lounge around and be pampered ya know Spencer … I can cook and I want to do my share…!”

Spencer grinned and insisted that I was allowed my birthday off …

”And then you put me to work, huh?”

I quipped, relieved that he was going to let me do something around the place!

I walked to the hall and picked up my rucksack and holdall, carrying them over to the bedroom I’d stepped into earlier.
Before I could return to the hall, Spencer brought in my suitcase and excused himself quickly.

I smiled as he moved towards the kitchen and sat down on the bed, laying back on it and breathing deeply.
I had done it! Here I was!
The place was way beyond what I could have imagined, or hoped for!
I stood and walked to the window, opening the side catch and pushing it wide. I breathed deeply. From there I could see the sea and hear the lapping of the waves. The gulls cried overhead, but despite that the setting was tranquil.
Turning I looked around the room seeing a heavy wardrobe and a chest of drawers I decided to unpack. I opened up the suitcase and unpacked putting my things neatly in the drawers and hanging some of the smarter items on the coat hangers I found. Next, I unpacked the holdall, hanging the jackets up and stacking the more bulky items and jumpers in the bottom of the tall wardrobe. Finally I lifted out the towels and personal items and walked through to the bathroom, seeing the cabinet and the wicker chest and filling them with my possessions. I sighed as I looked around. I felt at home already! Walking back to “my” bedroom, I sat myself down in the comfortable wicker chair positioned at the window and pulled my rucksack open. Firstly I took out the bear and cuddled him, a smile on my face.

”Well grandpa … I wonder what you’d have made of all this … “

I whispered, as I always had done, the only way I had found of keeping him with me, or talking to the grandparent I had adored and lost …
With a smile, I propped the teddy in the middle of my bed and started filling the bedside drawers with my more personal mementos, my diary and stationary. The last thing I pulled out of my shoulder bag was the picture:
The photograph of myself, taken with my grandpa just before he died. It was at my 18th birthday party.
I was wearing the ring he’d given me.
I was smiling into the camera.
Grandpa’s arm was around me and he too was smiling; proud and happy.
Things had been so good with him around.
Somehow instinctively, I knew he’d approve of what I was doing now.

Walking to the bathroom, I peeled off my clothes eager to shower after the long drive. Usually I enjoyed a bath, but although it looked inviting, I was eager to look around the house more and perhaps explore further a field. Folding my slacks and discarding the rest of my clothes in the linen basket provided, I slipped into the shower enjoying the hot spray of water as it ran over my body.
Mere ten minutes later, I padded back to my bedroom, wrapped in a towel and with a towel wrapped around my head, carrying the slacks which I hung in the wardrobe. I sat in the chair and worked the towel over my long wet hair as I gazed absently out of the window. I was completely at ease, at peace. I knew I was safe. And somehow I knew that Spencer would take care of me … if I needed it … Not that I intended to be a burden to him … but still … I was looking forward to his company I realised!
Prompted suddenly to action, I shed the towel around my body and moved to the drawers to pull on my panties, but decided to leave the bra and pulled on a small yellow summer top instead. Turning to the wardrobe as I knotted it under the bust, I took out a pair of faded cut off jeans and slipped into them. A pair of navy sandals completed the outfit. I looked in the mirror and laughed out loud.
My parents would have a fit if they could see me now.
They rarely tolerated this kind of outfit in the privacy of home, let alone to go out in, as I of course intended to do!
Hanging the towels on a rack to air, I brushed through my still damp hair and swept it up in a ponytail.
My tummy rumbled and I realised that I hadn’t eaten for ages.
Opening the door and leaving it wide, I retraced my steps hoping that Spencer was still around.

”Spencer … is there anything to eat … I’m starving … “

I called relieved to find him still in the kitchen.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

Josie started to protest when I offered to take care of things around the house but I shushed her and argued that it’s her birthday after all and she’s not supposed to move a finger. I could almost see the energy and plans filling her, resulting in a merry mood. I almost expected her to start dancing. It was good to see such youthful enthusiasm around, I could use some of that too. As she ran to pick up her bags I grabbed her heavy suitcase and carried it to her bedroom.

“Make yourself at home, Josie. If you need anything I’m in the kitchen for the time being.” I smiled at her and closed the door, going to rummage in the fridge.

The kitchen was so clean you could eat right off the floor, this was the primary rule around the house. No walking in with dirty hands, no smoking, no shoes and no toys. This and keeping all utensils squeaky clean made our kitchen a bright, pleasant place for meals and family talks after sundown. Me and my father had been spending countless nights in here, discussing politics and economy. Then he tried to dissuade me from joining the army, helped me through the painful period right after the divorce. He is a great guy, my father is, more a friend than a parent, I could always talk to him about everything, which usually made my mother shake her head and mumble obscenities addressed at her sweetheart. I spent the best times of my life in this place, alone or with my family. Strange that we never came here with my wife and Maria, but my wife was an urban freak, who suffocated with clean, country air.

I opened the fridge and checked what was inside. Some cans with fruits and vegetables, pickled cucumbers and onions, a few jars of homemade strawberry jam, a bag of toast bread and four beers. In the freezer a loaf of bread, a few bags of Chinese food. I carefully checked the dates – everything was still edible which was good. Someone must have been here last week. Checking the cupboards revealed instant soups and spices. Okay, I’ll have to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables, cheese, some smoked fish maybe. I’d have to ask what Josie likes, I couldn’t make decisions for her.

Hearing water run my thoughts sidetracked as I imagined Josie standing naked under the streams of water running over her wonderful body. I had to admit it, I noticed how attractive she was and I’d be insincere if I said I didn’t like to look at her. Till now I banished such thoughts, I felt them to be wrong in the face of her problems. Now however I could be honest with myself. Yes, Josie was a beautiful young woman and having her around, radiating her charm and energy made me feel younger as well. It was a good feeling.

I sniffed. The house definitely need airing and I proceeded to the living room and opened the door leading to the veranda, letting the fresh sea breeze inside. The roll of the waves and the screaming gulls brought back good memories and for a while I just stood with my hand on the door handle, watching the sea and the birds and a slowly moving fishing boat. The morning was beautiful indeed and promised to develop into a warm and sunny day. It was a great idea to come here, the time was right and I couldn’t ask for better company. Returning to the hall I closed the front door and took my bag to my bedroom and left it in the chair. I opened the window here as well, breathing in the blooming garden from beyond the fence and waving to the neighbour’s wife who was airing the pillows.

“Good morning, Mrs Strahan,” I shouted and smiled, walking back into the house and into the kitchen. My stomach was rumbling but there was nothing much to sate the hunger on so I opened the cans of pineapples, peaches and pears, prepared a dozen toasts and opened one of the jams. I also put the kettle on to prepare some tea which tasted excellent in here, for some weird reason.

I heard a door open and looked over at the corridor.

”Spencer … is there anything to eat … I’m starving … “ Josie called entering the kitchen.

I was shocked, Josie changed into a very skimpy top and tight jeans. I simply couldn’t help staring at her, my eyes following her feminine curves, running over her revealed belly. I knew she was sexy, but this garment exceeded all my expectations. Realising I was almost gaping I smiled, I knew there was a sudden fire in my eyes but that I couldn’t hide. Actually I wanted Josie to know that I didn’t see her as a dear friend only, I wanted her to know that I could clearly see her femininity and that I perceived her as a woman, a striking one at that. Only the merry ponytail showed her girly attitude.

“My, Josie, you look marvellous,” I admitted. “Here’s some toasts, jam and canned fruits. We have some instant soups as well and some Chinese food if you’d rather eat something hot. And tea will be right up so you just sit and let me serve you. What would you like for dinner? I can prepare something or we can go to the tavern and have something local.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie

I stood in the doorway of the kitchen and looked round.
As I smiled at Spencer, I noticed his eyes travelling over my body.

“My, Josie, you look marvellous,”

I blushed slightly at his genuine comment and found myself pleased that he thought I looked good.
I moved into the room and sat at the heavy wooden kitchen table.

“Here’s some toasts, jam and canned fruits.
We have some instant soups as well and some Chinese food if you’d rather eat something hot.
And tea will be right up so you just sit and let me serve you. What would you like for dinner? I can prepare something or we can go to the tavern and have something local.”

I eyed the food as he pointed to it, my stomach rumbling once more.

”Toasts, jam and fruits sounds ideal … I don’t fancy anything hot at the moment really … “

I stood up and brushed past him.

”Let me help ..now… crockery?… cutlery…?”

I laughed as he pointed me to the cupboard and drawer in question.

”I will get better at this, you know, Spencer…”

I assured him as I moved around the kitchen setting two places facing each other at one end of the table.

”As to this evening … “

I paused finally sitting as Spencer began to share out the food.

”I think a local tavern sounds lovely … so different from that damn birthday party I should be attending..”

A slight frown crossed my expression.
It would be about now that my parents would be discovering that I was gone. What would their reaction be? Would they care enough to worry?

Glancing up, I deliberately shook away the thoughts.

”Can we go out, Spencer? I’d love to see what it’s like?

I flushed slightly, seeing him watching me, feeling suddenly … warm … as his eyes once more tracked across the length of my body.

”I’d love to celebrate, just the two of us ..”

I concluded shyly.

 

[Poganin]

Spencer Grant

I couldn’t help smiling as Josie moved about the kitchen opening cupboards and drawers, taking out plates and pieces of cutlery. As she was laying the table I poured hot water into two glasses, making tea and set them next to the plates. I cut the fruits and arranged them on a plate and put the hot toasts on another. Josie was already seated, smiling joyfully, waiting for me to join her at the table for our late breakfast.

”As to this evening … I think a local tavern sounds lovely … so different from that damn birthday party I should be attending..”

We ate in silence for a while, relishing the food that seemed to taste differently in this place, fresher and more nutritious.

“So,” I broke the awkward silence to cheer Josie up as she seemed to recall her city life. “You have so little trust in my cooking skills. I’ll remember that! You think that when a man is good at one thing, he’s a clumsy child with another? I’ll get you for that yet, you’ll see!” I smiled at her and slapped my stomach, my first hunger sated I drank some tea, watching Josie.

I was seeing her in a new light now, not a damsel in distress anymore, now a troubled woman who wished to leave her life behind at least for a while and enjoy her newly-found freedom.

”Can we go out, Spencer? I’d love to see what it’s like?” Josie spoke suddenly drawing me out from my thoughtful mood. ”I’d love to celebrate, just the two of us ..” She added, dropping her gaze.

“Oh, of course, Josie. We have all the time in the world to spend it as we want. Just let me refresh myself and I’ll be right with you.” This said I smiled at her, got up and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. “In a moment,” I whispered and left the kitchen.

I took a quick shower, thinking about the sudden sadness that seemed to have overcome Josie. She surely recalled her parents and thought how they would react to her disappearance. Well, I felt a bit guilty about taking her with me like that… it might almost seem like kidnapping. But Josie was an adult now and she was making her own decisions, with me helping her a bit along the way. I dried myself and threw the clothes into the laundry basket, put on fresh underwear, jeans and a Hawaii shirt my father gave me when I returned from the Gulf. The day was warm already so I didn’t bother to button up. Slipping on a pair of sandals and taking my wallet I left the room and found Josie on the veranda, gazing at the beach and the sea. I approached her slowly and put my hand on her shoulder.

“Do you want to take a stroll to the beach? We can visit the town later or now. Whichever you prefer.”

“The beach, please?” she looked up and I thought she was sad.

I smiled reassuringly and kissing her head I took her hand and pulled her down the wooden stairs that descended straight on the sand. We took our sandals off and holding hands went towards the calm sea, only small waves breaking near the shore.

“Over there is the place I would always sit in when I had some heavy thinking to do,” I started. “It’s absolutely perfect as the dunes protect you from winds and prying eyes, no-one will ever come here and in the night I lit a fire to keep me warm. Time flies by when you sit and think. You can use it whenever you want.” I squeezed Josie’s hand and smiled at her.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Josie Rimmington

“Oh, of course, Josie. We have all the time in the world to spend it as we want. Just let me refresh myself and I’ll be right with you.”

I nodded, still smiling about his comment about not trusting his cooking. Having him kiss my cheek seemed so … nice … so natural ..

“In a moment,”

He said softly and then left to go and change.
I sat at the table, looked around and sighed.
It felt good … and yet so strange.
I stood up quickly and put away the food, taking the few bits of crockery and cutlery to the sink, washing them up, drying them and putting them away.
I smiled imagining what my mother would say about my new found “domesticity”. She would never stoop so low as to do the kitchen chores.
”We have people to do that, dear…”
She’d commented once when she found me preparing a meal when she’d come home unexpectedly one lunchtime.
And she’d refused to eat it, opting to go out to dine, purely on principal.

I sighed, annoyed at the unwelcome thoughts.
Looking round the kitchen proudly, I moved to the main room and stood at the open veranda, looking out, letting the rhythmic sound of the waves clear my mind and soothe me.
It was his touch on my shoulder that brought my thoughts back. I turned and smiled at Spencer as he came and stood closely beside me, unconsciously leaning into him, pleased to have his presence.

“Do you want to take a stroll to the beach? We can visit the town later or now. Whichever you prefer.”

My eyes travelled to the shore once more.

“The beach, please?”

I asked softly, seeing him nod his approval and kiss my head once more before taking my hand to guide me down the wooden stairs and onto the sand.

I stood and watched as Spencer stooped to take off his sandals and seeing him glance in my direction did the same.
The sensation of sand between my toes made me giggle as we started making our way along the beach.

“Over there is the place I would always sit in when I had some heavy thinking to do.
It’s absolutely perfect as the dunes protect you from winds and prying eyes, no-one will ever come here and in the night I lit a fire to keep me warm.
Time flies by when you sit and think.
You can use it whenever you want.”

I smiled back feeling the reassuring squeeze of his hand around mine.
I took a deep breath of fresh salty air and stopped looking around me.
I turned to see Spencer sit down on the sand and focus his attention on the small waves that lapped up against the shore.
He looked carefree … younger suddenly …
My eyes ran over his torso approvingly.
He looked … good … I realised with a blush, then returned his grin easily and went to sit down closely by his side.

”You know Spencer … you’re going to think me very much the “spoilt brat” but … “

I hesitated almost embarrassed to make my confession.

” … but this is the very first time I’ve walked barefoot on a beach … “

I smiled as I watched his eyes widen and then looked at the waves as I continued.

”On the holidays I always had with my parents we stopped at hotels … select resorts … the beach and sea were to look at … part of the view provided … the pool was the place to swim in … it was all … packaged … polished … and so restrictive … “

I sighed, but he let me continue.

”I was always dressed to the nines … there’s no such thing as casual in our family … even on holiday … I was always the brat in the frilly dresses, pressed blouses … hair dressed and pinned … on best behaviour … it was terrible … only with grandpa did I get to escape sometimes…. “

I giggled as I remembered.

”God … I miss him Spencer …. “

I said softly, my bare flesh pressing against his chest as leaned over to rest my head against his shoulder.