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I moved to California from Maryland in 1981 in search of my daughter Dawn Marie. A buddy of mine named Jessie moved out here with me, as he had enough of Maryland. I sold just about everything I owned with the exception of a few antiques that I decided to bring with me, just in case I could not find work right away; I could sell them to keep me going until I found work. I bought a one bedroom corner house in Bernal Heights for $25,000. It wasn't all that big, but it had a lot of potential. It had a chain link fence around two and half sides of it, and it was covered with thick ivy. The ivy on the fence was at least ten feet high, and six feet thick. When I trimmed it, I needed a ladder to reach the top, and I could not believe how huge it was. On the back side of the house there was a set of stairs that led up to the kitchen on the second floor. It was cover with a light blue corrugated material. Down along the side of the house there was a sidewalk that leads to a nice hot tub, which was also surrounded with ivy. The good thing about this ivy around the hot tub was, you could get buck-ass naked, and go from the kitchen to the hot tub without anyone seeing you. Later on that hot tub would become my play pen, as the ladies loved to get in them. I had a rule; you could not wear any clothes in the hot tub, as it would clog up the filter. I could not believe how many chicks went for that. Bottom line, if I did let them in with something on, it would not be long before those clothes came off! The front of the house had a long front yard with a huge pine tree in the center, and the ground was covered with ivy as well. There was a set of stairs that that was covered with stucco, and went up the front of the house. The street side of the house had a one car garage, and next to it was a door that led to a couple of rooms. Jessie had one, I took the other one, and those were our bedrooms. I brought my mother out with me, and she got the one bedroom upstairs. This house was a fixer-upper, but it was not really in that bad of shape, and it would not take that much to fix it up, and sell it.
Moving To San Francisco 2 After Jessie and I finished working on the house for the day, we would go to this bar that we found in the Outer Mission. It was called Eddy's Place, and we spent a lot of time there, and drank a lot of beer as well. We started to make a lot of friends at the bar, one in peculiar; his named was Jose. This guy was half Mexican, half something else, and we became very good friends. We also became good friends with the owner, Eddy. One day I was telling Jose that our money was starting to become low, and he asked us if we would like to be the bouncers/doorman, at night. The nights was rocking, and there were a lot of people who came to the bar, and when you have a lot of people that are drinking, you have a lot of trouble that goes along with it. Jose was a huge guy, probably around three-fifty. In the day time he was a school security guard at the local high school, which was not a fun job at all, and at night he was the doorman at Eddy's. It seemed that Eddy's was becoming real popular place, and it was too much for Jose to handle. He asked Eddy if he would give us the doorman's job, and Eddy told him, "Sure, I like Ron and Jessie", and I'm sure that they can handle it, so bouncer's we became. The job wasn't all that bad, the three of us would take turns at the door, and we could drink all that we wanted, so the job was really just another party for us, and to top that off, we got paid. The bad thing was we always had a hangover ever morning, which made it hard to work on the house. (The Birth of Violence, is at ronjonwriter11.xanga.com, Looking for My Daughter, is at ronjonwriter.blogspot.com. Check them out!) x
Moving To San Francisco
We finished the joint, and went back to the bar. I asked the owner if I could buy her a drink, and she said that I could. She ordered herself a drink, and started to crack jokes. I must say, she was indeed funny person; a bit weird looking but, funny. As I looked around, what I saw just freaked me out. It seemed like you would look at this, and that, but went you came back Not to far form the house was Courtland Street, and there were three bars on that street. One was a redneck bar called the Cherokee, across the street was a gay girls bar, called The Wild Side West, which used to be on Broadway Street in downtown San Francisco, and it was just called The Wild Side, and Janis Joplin used to hang out there. I was told by the owned that she used to sing all of the time, and everyone would tell her to shut up that whining. Of course they were just joking. Up the street there was an old people's bar, and needless to say, we never went in there, as the women were not what we were looking for. The first time we went in The Wild Side, we were sitting at the bar looking around, and this place was like something out of the movies. They had the Mona Lisa framed in a toilet seat, and the rest of the place was just as crazy. As we sat there and drank our beers, this woman walked up to us and introduced herself as the owner. This lady would dress up as a witch at Halloween, and all she needed to put on was the pointed hat, the rest was already there, and she looked really, real. When the kids in the neighborhood would come trick or treating, they were not sure if they wanted her candy or not. Then I almost fell of my bar stool, when she asked us, "You guys get high?" I looked at Jessie, he looked at me, and I said, "Hell yes we do!" Then she said, "Come with me." We walked to the back where the two restrooms were, and she opened the girl’s restroom door and told us, "Well, just don't stand there, Come on in!" About his I'm wondering what is next. There was only a toilet, and a sink. It had a window that showed the long narrow yard. I looked down at the toilet eat, and it had teeth painted on it. This was truly the weirdest bar that I had ever been in. She pulled out a joint and lit it up, and passed it to me; I took a hit, and passed it to Jessie. I had too ask, "So why are you doing this? You don't even know who we are." She replied, "I'm getting you high, so I will know if you guys are the man, or not. You see if you were cops, you would not smoke this joint with me."
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to whatever you were looking at, you saw something new. This Place called The Wide Side West was all of that, and some. Then the front door opened and in walked these two fine looking honeys. The tall one was as skinny as a rail, but the girl that was with her was a lot shorter, and really built, but you could hardly tell from the baggie clothes that she had on. The haircut on the other hand, told the story. She had it all greased up, and combed straight back into a duck tail, just like Elvis. They came up to the bar and sat down, ordered a couple of drinks, and didn't even give us a second look. I looked over at Jessie, shrugged my shoulders, and said, Oh well! Jessie smiled at me and said in a low voice, what a waste! I was looking at the bar tender, and she wasn't all that bad looking of a chick, but you could tell from her tone of voice, no man was getting into those tight fitting pants. We finished our beers; I left a couple of bucks for a tip. Before we hardly stood up, the bar tender was wiping off the area where we were sitting, and when shy saw the two bucks, she looked up at me and said, thanks a lot man! I told her, no problem, and we split. On the way out of the door, the owner told us to make sure that we come back, and we said that we would. (Like to read these true-life blogs? Go to moreronsblogs.blogspot.comand enjoy!)
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Moving To San Francisco 5 We went home, and I fixed my mother something to eat, and went to bed, as I was toasted. The next day was Friday, and that meant that Eddy's will be packed, and the natives will be restless, which means that we will earn that night's wages. We got cleaned up, fed my mother, and headed for Eddy's Place. We always arrived a little bit early so we could go across the street and eat at the fish and chips place. After we ate we always got an early start on catching a buzz, as some of the people that come to Eddy's, make you drink, because that is the only way you can deal with them. That is one thing about the job; unlimited Buds. Most of the time the customers would you beer, but when they didn't, the bartender would keep one in your hand, and they two had to drink, to do their job. There was this one chick that worked there, was no beauty queen, but I was getting horney, and she would do. She was in good shape, but she had this attitude, probably because of the people that came into the bar. Like I said, she wasn't all that bad looking, and guys were always hitting on her and some of the chicks as well. I mean after all, we are in good old San Francisco! But she was definitely straight; she reminded me of a country/city girl, if there is such a thing. There were a couple of regulars that came in, and they showed a lot more promise then her, but you just never know what tomorrow will bring.(new,ronjonwriter.blogspot.com, ronjonwriter11.xznga.com) x
Tomorrow is Saturday, and I will be fishing, so no blogs tomorrow. I need the break something bad, as I write at least 13 hours a day, every day!
Moving To San Francisco 6 It was still light outside, so Jessie, Jose and me sat at the bar throwing down the beers, so we could deal with all of the idiots that were sure to come in an hour or so. Eddy had booked some Latin band, which meant that every Mexican in San Francisco would be there, and I knew what that meant. Oh well, catch a good buzz, and deal with it as best as you can, as they can only beat you, they can't eat you! I was telling Jessie to watch my back, and I would watch his. Jose was the biggest, so we would back him up. Jose had been in the Outer Mission all of his life, and he knew everyone, and if there was something that the three of us could not handle, some of the customers would give us a hand. The door opened and in walked there two good looking Mexican chicks. They walked towards the bar, Slid up on the bar stool; their dresses were so short and tight, that you got a helluva leg shot, and right away Jose smiled at them and told them, Looking good ladies, looking good! He started hitting on them, and to my surprise they responded. I asked him, who are those chicks? He replied, Oh they are friends of my sister. I should have known, don't get me wrong, Jose was a big guy, but he was a ladies man, and always had something on the side, and that too went along with the job.(ronjonwriter11.xanga.com, remember friends, if these blogs stop, someone needs to check into it)
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Moving To San Francisco 7 Eddy's became full quick and the band began to play. I must say, even though I am not in to that kind of music, the band was very good, and they were bringing in the customers. The place so full, it was standing room only. We could not let anyone in, unless somebody came out. Eddy was there and told us that the bar could only have so many people in it, and if the Fire Marshal came in, or if anyone got hurt, it would be a big fine. All three of us were outside by the door, and these puppies were becoming impatient, and not wanting to wait to get in. Next thing that I knew, Jose was auguring with some huge Samoan guy, and I could see it coming. The guy was telling Jose, that he was going in, and we were not going to stop him. It all happened so fast, the fist were flying, I'm trying to get a hold on this guy, but he was just too damn big. Jose was big, but this guy made two of him; everyone was in a pile, pshoving, and some how or another, the mass of people started to fall to the ground. Guess who was on the bottom? There was so much meat on me, not only could I not move, but I could not breathe. I knew that I had to get out from underneath of this pile of people. Eddy came out, and so did a lot of the regulars. They were pulling the people out of the pile, annone too soon, as I almost passed out from the lack of oxygen, not to mention, I felt like a pancake. Someone stuck out their hand to help me up, which I was still trying to catch my breath. Eddy asked me if I was alright, I could not talk, so I just nodded my head. Eddy knew the Samoan, and he asked him, what is the matter with you man, you know better than to start any shit at my place, you want me to 86 you? The Samoan lowered his head, and told Eddy that he was sorry, and it would never happen again. The guy knew that this was one of the few bars in the Outer Mission that so many chicks came to. The guy threw his hands up in the air, and told Eddy that he was going home before he got 86ed.
Moving To San Francisco 8 After I caught my breath, Eddy told me to go get a beer and take a break. Jose was laughing and tell me that I am not suppose to be on the bottom of the pile, because I only weigh 180 lbs., and I should make sure that I am on top. I told him that I would keep that in mind, and went to the end of the bar and told the bartender to get me a Bud. Kay asked me what happened at the door, and I told her, all I know is I felt like a had a car motor on my chest, and I hope that never happens again. I shrugged that one down and ordered another, lit a cigarette and checked out the honeys that were dancing. I looked down towards the other end of the bar, and noticed this chick checking me out. She smiled at me and I decided to go ask Jose who she was. As I was walking out the door, I turned and saw her checking out my butt. I ask Jose, who that chick was, and he asked me, which one, the place is full of them. I told him, the one with the black lace shaw on. He said that is Sandy, why? I told him that she was checking me out, we both turned at the same time and she was still looking at me. Jose said, goes for it man, she is single, and has money. I told him that I didn't care about the money, I needed to get laid. Jose laughed, and told me, come o with me. He and I walked over to where she was sitting, and introduced me. I asked her if she wanted a drink, she said that she did, so I asked Kay to get her whatever she wanted. I talked to her for a minute, and noticed Eddy looking at me. I asked her if she was going to be at the bar for a while, and she said yes, she could be. I told her that I had to get back to work, and as soon as it was my turn for a break, I would come back and talk to her, she said that was cool. This was indeed a nice looking chick, and I could tell from just talking for a little bit, that I was going to get lucky. Jose said, hey man! I think Sandy digs you; she usually doesn't talk to anyone here at the bar. I think you might get over tonight. I told him, I am long over do.
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Moving To San Francisco 9 I stood at the door looking at Sandy, looking at me, and I saw that look on her, that told me, I'm getting in those pants tonight. It was time for my break, so I went over and took the stool next to Sandy. I don't know what kind of perfume she was wearing but it was driving me crazy. She was wearing this low cut black lace dress that really showed off her perfect cleavage. I tried not to stare, but being a boob man, I could not resist. She saw me checking out her boobs, smiled at me and asked, you like what you see. It kind of embarrassed for a minute, but I quickly recovered, and replied, you bet I do, and you are a very healthy lady, and I am glad that I met you tonight. I knew this was coming, she asked me, are you married, I replied, no; then she asked, well then do you have a girlfriend, and once again I replied, no. I could see the gleam in her eyes, or maybe, she was just getting loaded. Whatever the case may be, I damn well knew what I would be doing after work. Then she really freaked me out, she put her hand on my thigh, and asked me, what are you doing when you get off work? I told her, I don't really know, but whatever it is, I'm going to be doing it with you. She leaned over and gave a short, but sweet kiss, and said that is what I wanted to hear! Jose came over and asked, so how are you two getting along? Sandy smiled and said it couldn’t be better. Jose said, yeah, I knew you two would get along with each other. He then said, I hate to break this up, but your break is over, and then told Kay to get him a beer. I went back to the door and looked at her sitting on that bar stool, and she had a really nice butt to go along with everything else. I looked up at the clock, and it was only twelve o'clock, that meant I had to wait another three hours before Sandy and me could go do our thing.
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I kept watching the clock, and Sandy kept watching me, which really made the time go by very slowly, as I felt like a kid at Xmas time, waiting to come downstairs, and open my presents. Jessie told me that it was time for my break and that is what I wanted to hear. I went over to the bar, and there was a person sitting on both sides of Sandy, so I asked the guy on the right of her if he would mind moving over one stool, and he said, no problem and moved. As soon as I climbed onto the stool, she put her hand right back on my thigh, and if she knew what this was doing to me, she would stop. I told Kay to bring us a couple more drinks. Sandy had long black hair that fell to her shoulders, brown eye's, a very nice figure, to say the least, and one helluva cleavage that I could not help but look at every time I looked at her. I thought about the hot tub, and was glad that Jessie and me cleaned it out, and heated it up, as I was surly planning on getting Sandy in it after we left the bar. I had to ask her, so I would know how she felt about getting in the hot tub with me. I asked, I have a hot tub that is so secluded that no one can see you. Her eyebrows rose up, and she said, really; I will have to check it out sometime. I told her, no time like the present! She looked at me and said, we'll see. I looked over at Jose, and he was motioning me to come to the door, as it was his time for a break. (Come follow me on Twitter.com)
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Moving To San Francisco 11 It is almost 1:45, that means everybody gets out, I clean up, grab Sandy, head to my house, get naked, get into hot tub with Sandy, and party the rest of the night away, Oh Yes! Its 1:45 and I started to tell everyone that it was time to go home. I stopped where Sandy was sitting, and put my hand on her shoulder, she turned around and I snuck in a small kiss, and told her to just sit tight, and wait for every one else to split. She said that she would in kind of a happy voice. I went over and told Jessie that I was bring home Sandy, and needed a little bit of privacy, as I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable, and not want to get naked in the hot tub. He told me that he already had a pretty good buzz on, so he would probably go home and crash. I don't know if Jessie is ever going to get laid, as he gets too screwed-up, too early, I just don't know about him. I do know that he needs to get laid, before he drives me crazy. The last customer left, and Jose locked the door. Everyone got a beer and started to clean up. I looked at Sandy, and she was getting herself together so we could split. Hell, at this point, I don't know who needs this more, me, or her. She turned and smiled at me, and I thought to myself, I can't wait to get her naked and her in the hot tub. I saw Eddy walking towards me with a shit-eating grin. He asked Sandy, you know this boy is a pervert, don't you? She got a big seductive smile on her face, and she replied that is what I was hoping for! I looked at Eddy, Sandy turned back around to face the bar. Eddy had a big grin on his face, and gave me thumbs-up, and started to turn away, stopped and said, I almost forgot, he pulled out an envelope from his back pocket, you want your pay for this week right? I said, you what, I forgot about it as well. Sandy turned around and gave me a little giggle, as she knew that she had me going, and forgot all about getting paid.(Sometimes if you wish for something that you really want, it does come true)
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Moving To San Francisco 12 Eddy told everyone to drink up, as it was time to go home, and started turn off the rest of the lights. I asked Sandy, are you ready to go? She slid of the stool, put her arm in my arm and said I was ready to go a long time ago. We walked out the door, and she asked, you do have a car, right? I replied, yeah, I do, because I just hate to walk. She laughed, and we went to my car. I opened her door for her, and she said, Wow! Not too many guys do that anymore. She got in the car, her dress slid up exposing a great set of legs. I closed her door, and got in the car, and as soon as I did, she leaned over and said, I have been waiting to do this all night long, and has put one helluva lip lock on me. Things started to get hot and heavy, so I pulled away and said, we had better stop before we get locked up for indecent exposure. She sat up and told me, hurry up, andlet’s get to that hot tub. She was sitting so close that I had a hard time steering the car; glad I did not live too far away. As I was driving she was rubbing her hand back and forth, on my inner thigh, and it was making me crazy, to say the least. We made the turn at my street, and as soon as we did, she said, this must be your place, and you are right, I have never seen that much ivy on a fence. How does the fence hold it up? I said, I think that they hold each other up, and I am not looking forward to cutting it either. I got out, opened her door, and we walked up the sidewalk to the gate. I opened it and told her, it is straight ahead. She pointed to the wooden door and said, through there, as she pointed to the door. I said yes, hold on a minute, and let me open it. I did, and when she walked in to where the hot tub was, she looked around and said, you were right, this has to be the most secluded backyard in San Francisco, and the moon is full. She walked over to me and started kissing me very passionately. I stopped, took the top off of the hot tub, and told her that I would be right back with some towels, and something to drink.
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Moving To San Francisco 13 I grabbed a beer, and a coke, and headed back downstairs to join Sandy in the hot tub, Oh Yes! Long over due. Down the back stairs I went, and went I turned the corner to the hot tub, the first thing that I saw, was Sandy's clothes, folded and put on the chair that was beside the hot tub, which put a big smile on my face, as I knew that I was not going to have the task of talking her to come out of her clothes. I like this chick already. I looked at her sitting in the tub with her boobies being thrust up and down from the jets of the tub. I knew that the she was heavy chested, but I had no idea that she was that heavy chested. She saw me looking at her boobs, and told me, well are you going to stand there all night, or are you going to get in here with me? Before she got the word, me out, I was naked, and climbing into the tub with her. I went over to where she was sitting and sat down beside her, and as soon as I sat down, she was on me like stink on s....! We sat there and sucked face until I no longer could take it. When I was playing with her boobs, she was jumping all over the place, as they were very sensitive, to say the least; it really turned her on. She told me to stand up, and at the time I could not figure out what she meant, but I sure found out, and I loved it. I got to thinking that I wasn't going to be able to take too much of this, so I told her to stand up, turn around, bend over, and grab the side of the hot tub. That is the way the rest of the night went. I hadn't been in a hot tub before, much less having sex in hot bubbly water, and for sure, it was definitely different, to say the least. After I figured out where my feet had to go, so that I didn't slip and bust my ass, we had sex in so many different positions that I would have never even dreamt of, the water started to get cold, and the sun was starting to come up. That meant that the party was over, and I had to take Sandy home, and get back to my house and get some much needed sleep!x
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On the way to Sandy's house we hit Mission Street, and I asked her if she was up to some coffee and donuts. Her eye's popped open and she told me that she was hung-over, and starving. We drove about three blocks, and the more that I thought about some hot black coffee sounded hella good to me, and the honey dip donuts would go well with the coffee. We went in and sat at the counter, and again with the hand sneaking up on my thigh, squeezing it, and making me just about the stool. Well she got a big chuckle out of it; from now on I sure am going to have to keep a better eye on who is sitting besides me, and where their hand is. This way I wound be so surprised, when I get that squeeze on my thigh. In between her laughs, she asked me why was I so jumpy. I told her that I didn't have a clue, and I'm not ticklish, it just surprises me. As I looked at Sandy; she was indeed a nice looking woman. They all look good in the bar, and with the dimmed lights, you really can't tell just how good someone looks like, because you can't see them. I seen some chicks that come in there and have a knock-out looking body, and look absolutely gorgeous but when they come outside in the light to smoke a cigarette, they have a mug that would stop a clock, and I did almost get caught up in that once, but my boy Jose pulled me to the side and told me, You don't want anything to do with that chick, not just because is she so damn ugly, but she is a snitch on top of that, and she will screw anything breathing, so if you are that horny, and you don't mind catching something, go for it, but don't come to me and say, why didn't you tell me about that chick, she gave me some kind of hooooobie-jubbies! Because I don't want to here it comes out of your mouth. I told him, Ok! Ok!, I get the message, but she looks hella good from behind; I mean look at the small waist, and those nice hips, damn! That is a shame and what a waste! x
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That night I was sitting at the bar drinking a beer, when these three chicks walked into the club. They were some of the better looking chick that came to Eddy's. I hadn't seen any of them before, so as Jose was checking them out, and wouldn't you know it, of course he knew them. He asked them, so how are you ladies doing? The replied, good Jose, how about you? He looked over at me and said this is a couple of friends of mine, Ron, and Jessie. They are working the door with me; they just moved out here from Maryland, and are cool people. I noticed this one short chick with dark hair, and a cute petite body. She kept looking at me and smiling, and I could tell from that look, what the future would bring. I told the bar tender to get them all a drink. Jose told them, why don't you guys come down here and sit with us? They looked at one another, and said, why not; got up and came and sat on the stools next to us. A bunch of small talk went on, same old bar talk, and flirting. None of these chicks were married, or so they said; after you work in a bar long enough, you know the entire BS that comes with the job. But you know what, when it comes to that, if the chick wants to fool around, and she looks good, I'm going for it. Bottom line, they would not be in there if they weren't looking for something, and that is what I was there for. This one chick, the one that kept smiling at me, asked that one question that told you just what was on her mind, are you married. The only reason they ask that is to let you know exactly what they have on their mind. Then it is up to you to take it from there, and take it from there I did. It was getting dark, and the customers started to trickle in, and another night at Eddy's began. (Like these blogs?) Go to ronjonwriter.blogspot.com, and check out the rest.)
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Jose and me were at the door, Jessie was taking a break, and standing at the bar having a beer, He was finally talking to these two blonds. One was a tall Scandinavian looking chick that wasn't all that bad looking, the other one was shorter, but a good looking chick as well. I laughed, and told Jose, I sure hope Jessie gets laid, he is driving me crazy. Jose replied, well if he slowed down on the drinking, he would probably be getting laid all of the time, know what I mean? I told him, oh yes, I know exactly what you mean. I think that because of him leaving his wife and two kids, really has head screwed up, and he is trying to drink the heart ache away. That is why he moved out here with me, to get away from his wife, because she was screwing around on him, and he just wanted to put some space between her, and him. I just do think that he realized that he would not be seeing his two kids’ anymore, and now it is too late. As soon as I said that, we heard a big commotion inside of the bar. There were two Mexicans going toe to toe, right in the middle of the bar. Well this sure took the drag out of a boring night. These two were going at it; Jessie jumped up, but he was too late, as Jose and me were already there. I grabbed one of the dudes, and before Jose could get his hands on the other one, he popped that guy right upside of his head. This pissed off the guy that I had, he got loose from me, went to swing on the other guy, missed and hit Jose in his mug, which was a big mistake. Jose threw the one he had to the door, grabbed the guy that hit him, and started to whale on him. It only took two hits and the guy was out, and that was the end of that. Jose grabbed the guy buy his collar and dragged him outside to the street, and waited for him to come around, as he couldn't knock him out, and leave him lying on the sidewalk. That's how that night went.
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Moving To San Francisco 17 After we closed, Jose asked me if I liked lumpias, and I told him that I didn't know what a lumpias was. He asked me if I liked hamburger, and I told him that I did. He then asked me if I liked egg rolls, and I said that I did. He went on to tell me that I would love them, and I would not just be able to eat just one. He said that they were so addictive, that you can not eat them fast enough. I'm looking at Jose, and that giant body of his, and wondering how many lumpias does his mother have to make, just to feed him alone. He also said that a bunch of his relatives were also going to be there, because they were so good. He told me that his family was Mexican/Filipino, and only his mother can make the lumpias better than the rest of his relatives, that is why so many of them come to his house when she makes them. I just had to ask Jose, so buddy! When does you mother start making all of the lumpias, I mean it sounds like she is going to be making a couple of hundred, to say the least. I looked at him and grinned, and said, Shit man! You're going to eat a hundred by yourself, Ha! Ha! Ha! All kidding aside, so she starts cooking them the day before, and all the next day? Jose laughed and said, my mother has been doing this for so long, it's like breathing to her, it's no big deal, and besides that she has help. You just wait until you eat one. You are going to bug me, and bug me, about when is your mother making those lumpias again? Ha! Ha! You just wait and see! They say that she makes the best lumpias in the city. I asked Jose, hey man, you know that I'm a white boy right? Jose replied, you know I never knew that, I sure am glad that you brought that to my attention, thanks man! Real funny man! Look! I can't eat that hot spicy, kind of food, it tares my stomach up. He replied, hey man, I wouldn't lie to you, there not hot or spicy, and if they were I'd tell you. You're going to love them. So are you and Jessie coming tomorrow? We told that we would give it a shot. After getting directions to his mother’s house, we split, and went home. (FREE! E-book coming.)
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Moving To San Francisco 18 The next day we got cleaned up and headed for Jose house. When we arrived, there was no parking anywhere. We must have driven around the block ten times, and then we found on. We only had to walk about six blocks to get to Jose house. I looked over at Jessie and said, damn, those lumpias must be good; half of the city must be here. As we walked up the driveway, we could see all the people that were sitting in folding chairs that covered three walls of the garage, and not is not counting all the people that were inside of the house. Jose popped out of a doorway and greeted us, and got us a couple of beers. He told us to grab a chair before there were none left. Jose introduced us to everybody. To my surprise, these people were very nice and greeted us like they had known us forever, and Jessie and me felt quite comfortable. We sat around throwing down the beers, and then this heavy set woman came into the garage. She looked over at Jessie and me and walked over to where we were, and said, you must be my son's friends, the ones that work with him, and the ones that moved out here from Maryland. We told her that we were, and she told us that she didn't like him working at the bar, but he hardly ever listens to her, but he was a good boy anyway. She then asked us, have you ever eaten lumpias? We said no, but Jose has told us all about them, and we can't wait to try some. She said, there almost done, and I hope you guys are hungry. I looked around the garage at everyone smiling at us, and felt real comfortable. Then they started bringing out plate after plate that had at least a half of a dozen on each. Jose gave Jessie and me our plates and these things looked really good. Jose said, be careful, they are hot, and when you want more, just let me know. I picked one up, and even though it was hot, I took a bite, and these lumpias were killer. We threw down the first six, and got another six, and a couple more beers. We ate lumpias until I thought that I would bust. Jose asked well how you did like them. We both said, they were delicious, too say the least. His mother came over and said, I guess you two liked my lumpias. We said that we did and thank you for having us over. After his went back inside the house, Jose said, let’s go to the bar, and have a few. (Next week, FREE E-book)
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Yesterday went well, and Jose's mother was right, I am now addictive to lumpias, and probably will be fore life. Damn they were good, and I am glad we had a lot to eat, because after we left Jose's, and went to Eddy's Place, we threw down, beer after beer. Until closing, and we were toasted. I was so screwed up, I didn't know if I could drive or not. As soon as we got out into the fresh air, I felt a lot better. I took Jose home and Jessie and me went home. When I pulled up in front of my house, some dumb ass half assed his parking, and was a half a car away from he was suppose to be. So, I just squeezed in between the two cars, eased mine up to this guy’s bumper and pushed his car up to where it was supposed to be. Jessie was just grinning to beat all hell, and he told me, you're out of your mind. I told him, No! I'm teaching these stupid people how to park. Look at it this way, if it was not for me, theses guys would have gotten a ticket, so that means that I am doing them a favor. The next morning came, and Jessie and me were so hung over, we didn't get to rolling around until it was time to go to work, and I'm wondering if I am ever sober up, as I have been loaded since we got here.(This week, Free book)
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Moving to San Francisco 20 As soon as we got to the bar, we got a beer, as they say, the hair of the dog. The first one went down very quickly, so did the rest. Sandy laughed at us, and said, you boy's shouldn't drink so much when you have to work the next day. I replied, Yeah right, I'll try and remember that! The door opened, and the sunlight flooded the bar, and tore my eyes up. In stumbled Jose, and he said, I don't believe you guys made me drink that much beer last night, and laughed as he told Sandy to get him a beer as well. The door opened again, and just about blinded us. Jose said, damn, I wish that sun would go down, and I knew that I should have stayed home. If my mom wasn't harping on me about drinking all of the time, I would have. I looked at Jessie, and said, hey man! You are turning me into alcoholic. Jose said hanging around you guys is going to cost me my job at the school district. All someone from the school needs to do is come in here and see me all screwed up, and I'm done. Oh well, they shouldn't be coming in here anyway. Can I get another beer Sandy? It became dark outside, so we opened the front doors, and the people started to roll on in. The jukebox was pumping out some good music for a change; everyone was behaving, and the night was going good. Jose and me were standing at the door when these two Mexicans walked up to us and asked, who are you two. I had already picked the one that I was going to nail. Jose being the diplomat that he was, told them, here it is guys, you start any shit, and your both going to carried out of here. Now do you still want to come in? The little one said, Ok man, we'll be good. Jose told them, I'm not play here, and we going to be watching you while you are here.
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Moving To San Francisco 21 They walked past us and walked up to the bar, and ordered a drink. I told Jose, that was a bad idea of letting them in, you know that they are going to start some shit, don't you? Jose replied, that is what I'm hoping for, I really need to punch someone out, and these two will do just fine. They were good for a couple of drinks, and then they went to the head. Next thing we knew, Jessie whistled, and pointed to the rest rooms. He took off and ran into the rest room, and you could hear exactly what was happening. Jose and me tried to pushed the door open, but something was in the way and we couldn't open it. I told Jose, 1 2 3, and we both hit the door at the same time, and then the door opened. One of the customers was knocked out cold, lying on the floor in front of the door, that's why it wouldn't open. I got a look into the rest room, and Jessie was holding his own against both of the guys that were about to get the worst ass kicking that they have ever gotten. Jose grabbed the one that Jessie was fighting by his collar and rammed his face into the tile wall and all that you could hear was the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting something that didn't move. Then they both started to put the boots to them. I hit mine so hard, it drove him back into one of the stalls. This was the guy with the big mouth, Jose said that he want him, but first come, first serve, and believe me, he did get served that night. I hit his four of five times, then grabbed him by his greasy hair, and forced his face into the toilet bowl. I was screaming at him, WHAT DIDN'T YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT WHAT WE TOLD YOU AT THE DOOR? I pulled his face out of the water, and he was gasping for air, and trying to say something, and I jammed his mug back into the toilet again. Here is the bottom line, in that part of San Francisco, you run the bar, or all of the assholes in the neighborhood do, and when that is allowed to happen, the person that owns the bar, usually has to sell. So we were told, sort of under the table, that we could do what ever we had to keep the assholes out of the bar.
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I have to take a break. I will have a blog tomorrow. Everyone have a good week-end. Ronjon
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Still taking a needed break. There will be new blogs tomorrow.
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Moving to San Francisco 24 We got these two up on their feet, and helped them find the door. The mouthy one told us that he was getting his homeboys and coming back to even the score. Jose told him, we are always here, do what you have to do man, and by the way, you two are 86'ed, don't let me catch you back in the bar, or we will do this all over again, you got it? The guy left Jose with a few choice words, and limped down the sidewalk. After he was a safe distance away, he turned and gave us the finger. Little did he know, when someone gives me the finger, it sets me off. I took off running, but when the saw me coming they took off, and they were too far away for me to catch, so I went back to the bar. Jose was still standing out front, and he told me that I can't be chasing people down the street; we only can kick their ass when they are in the bar, and in the future, I had too be cool. I told him that when someone gives me the finger, they are just going to have to deal with me; it has always been that way. Everybody has something that sets them off, that is what sets me off. Jose said, come on lets go get a beer. Jessie was standing at the end of the bar with a smile on his face; he told us, damn guys, you know I like to have fun too. Next time, let me get in, OK? Jose laughed and said, we didn't want to see you get hurt, Ha! Ha! Ha! x
Moving To San Francisco 25 Working in a bar all week long; what do you do on your day off? Go all over San Francisco to other bars. I guess the three of us are definitely poisoning ourselves with alcohol, which means that our alcoholism and the way we abuse it is probably going to get the best of us. Jessie and me not only abuse alcohol, but drugs as well, and we have a history of them both, ever since we were teenager's, and I'm sure that Jose is in the same boat as us. If you really think about it, we work all week, take our pay, and go to other bars and drink it up. Jose asked us if we had ever been down to Broadway Streetto the strip clubs. We told him no, but we have heard of them. Jose asked us if we wanted to go check some out, and we told him that we did, so to the strip clubs we went. Once there, needless to say there was no parking, so we had to park about six blocks away, and walk to the clubs. We went to this one club that had this doorman out on the street, trying to get people to come in and check out the girls. They had pictures of all of these nice looking chicks, so we decided to go in and check them out. Strip clubs, titty bars, and topless go-go bars are the places that Jessie and me used to go to all of the time, when we lived in Maryland. We would sell drugs to the dancer's, mostly speed, and if you really think about it, those chick dance all day and night long, and they needed what you would call, a pick me up. The doorman told us that there was a three drink minimum to get in. I asked Jose what was up with that, and he told us that was the way that the girls got paid, and people didn't just come in there, buy one drink and sip it all night long. We said what the hell, and gave the guy the money. He opened the door for us and told us to go on in. It was dark at first, but when our eyes adjusted, we could see where we could sit. I looked up on the stage and saw a woman that was old enough to be my mother. I asked Jose, don't tell me that we spent all of that money to watch some old broad's dance, if that is what you call it. Jose said that is probably the only old chick that worked there. We ordered our drinks, sat there patiently waiting for another girl to come out and get the old girl off of the stage. The music stopped, and the curtain pulled back, and wouldn't you know it, another old broad came out and started to dance. I looked at Jessie and said, yeah, we got the big one on this. Let’s drink up and get out of here before we catch some kind of old people's disease. We threw down out drinks, and ordered our second round. About that time, another old lady came out to dance, and I couldn't believe the body on that chick, just flat out ugly. We got our last drink, threw it down and got the hell out of there. Once out on the street, I felt like popping that doorman that told us about all of the beautiful girls that were inside. I looked at Jose and asked him, got any more ideas for the night? Jose replied, hey I haven't been down here in a long time. The last time I was down here, they had fine you girls that danced, not these old chicks. Oh well, you win some, and you lose some. I know another place that we can go, come on it is right around the corner, and it is always chicks in there looking to get picked up, and partied with. That block turned into five blocks, and when we arrived at this bar that was suppose to be loaded with chicks, it was empty. We decided to go back to where we came from and call it a night.x
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We dropped Jose off at Eddy's, and headed back to the house. When we got back in the neighborhood, I asked Jessie if he wanted to stop in the Wild Side for a beer or two, and he said that he did. As we walked up the street, you could hear the music blasting away. When we opened the front door we could see that the place was packed with woman, too bad they were all gay. We stood at the end of the bar and ordered a couple of beers. I started to check out all of the people that were there, and as I looked at all of the good looking women that were; I wondered what they saw in a woman. This one chick got up to go to the restroom, and this chick had a body on her that you would not believe. I mean this girl was beautiful. About that time, Jessie elbowed, I turned to see what he wanted, and pointed to the chick that the other girl was with, and if looks could kill, I would be dead! Jessie whispered in my ear, you got to watch those dikes; they will cut your throat in a heartbeat. I felt someone tap me on my shoulder; I turned expecting some dike to take a swing on me. I looked into that face of the owner, and she said, well I'm glad to see you guys came back, I didn't think you would. I asked, what would make you say that? She replied, I don't know, I just figured that once you guys found out what kind of bar this was, you wouldn't be back. I told her, hey, there is nothing wrong with this bar, and besides that, it is right around the corner from where we live, you guys don't mind us coming in here, do you? This woman could make some weird and funny faces. She said, Oh no, you guys are more than welcome here, she laughed and said, we'll take anybodies money, he!
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This was one crazy lady, for sure, and she fits in this bar, like fleas on a dog. She asked us, you guys want to get high? I replied, hell yes we do! We all headed for the restrooms. She turned and said, we will have to go outside tonight, because we can't tie up the girls room with all these people here drinking beer, he he he. I thought to myself, God what a weird woman! We went down the back steps, in the dark, into a nice little yard with benches and plants. It wasn't bad in the Wild Side backyard, late at night. She reached into her suede jacket, and pulled out this huge joint and fired it up. That pot really stunk; the pot we got back in Maryland was Mexican, and not all that much, where as this pot I think they call it green bud. Whatever it was, I was getting one helluva buzz. This stuff was so strong you couldn't hold it in, it was like hash, and I was already catching a buzz. Jessie was gagging so bad, I thought that he was going to puke. She got one of those strange looks, and said, my, my, you boys haven't smoked much bud, huh? I replied, we don't have green bud back in Maryland, I wished that we did. I asked Jessie, you going to be alright bro? In between coughs, ha said yeah! But I can't smoke any more of that shit, it's killing me! I said, don't worry bro, I'll smoke yours. After the joint was finished, we went back inside, and continued to drink; another night of alcohol poisoning.
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When we went back inside, I noticed something that you did not see a lot of, in the Wild Side, a man. He was a strange looking dude; he looked like something left over from the hippie days. He had this leather hat on, and it really made him look strange. I asked the owner if I could buy her a drink, and of course she said yes. She got one of her strange looks on her face, and then yelled down to the other end of the bar, Hey Tom! I want you to meet someone, come on down here. The guy was skinny as a rail; he looked like he didn't eat much. He came to where we were, the owner said, Tom, I want you to meet Ron, and Jessie. They just moved on the hill, and you will probably be seeing a lot of them. He stuck out his hand, and Jessie and I shook it, and told him that it was nice to meet him. The owner then said, he is Barbra’s old man, he he he! (Barbara is the bar tender) Barbara was not all that bad looking of a chick, and I thought that her working in a gay bar, she would be gay as well. Down the road, I found out that she was bisexual; she liked it both ways, oh well, each to his or her own. She was nice, and she treated Jessie and me very good, and we tipped her, very well. That is one thing about working in the bar seen, you depend on those tips, as you only get paid fifty bucks a day, and that is not enough to live on, so we always leave a decent tip. We bought Tom a beer; we had another one, and called it a night.
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The next day we decided to go to Fisherman's Wharf, and check it out. People are always telling us about the entire chick's that are down there, and they are willing and ready. That sounded good to me, and besides that, it had been a long time since I had any crab. Well, for a change, it was a nice day. The weather in San Francisco sucks, it is always foggy, or raining, or both. We lucked out and found a parking place close to the wharf. Jose was right; the place was loaded with chicks. We tried to talk to a couple of them, but they were with their families, and could not mess around. We decided to go and check out the crab; the closer we came to the little building the better the crab smelled. We couldn't believe how much larger the crabs on the west coast were compared to the ones on the east coast. Then what we saw almost knocked us off of our feet. They gave you a little paper cup, the size of a cup cake, cup, for ten bucks. We couldn't believe it; we were used to eating crab until you could not eat anymore. This little cup would just be a tease, so we decided to leave it for the tourist.
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When we got back to the house, the phone rang, and it was Jose. He asked how we liked the wharf, and I told him that we didn't. He laughed and said, I told you that the wharf was just for the tourist. He asked me if I would give him a ride to Daily City, and I told him that I would. Jessie and me went to his house, walked up the drive way and knocked on the door inside the garage. He opened it and told us that he would be right out. I lit a cigarette, and waited. I looked down at the end of his driveway and this really cute young girl started to come into the garage. She said, hi, and went into the house. Jose finally came out, and asked, did you meet my niece? We told him we said, hi. He went to the door and yelled for her to come out and meet us. She came out, and Jose introduced us, and let me tell you one thing, that girl was absolutely beautiful. She seemed really sweet, and told Jose that she was having trouble with her mother, and she wanted to move out. Jose told her that was not a good idea, and he didn't think that her mother would let her anyway. She went into the house, and we got in the car and headed for Daily City. (FREE! E-book that Amazon is selling for $50.00. Go to thebirthofviolence.com, and follow the instructions.)
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The next day Jessie and me went to Bakers Beach to check it out, and we could not believe the size of the waves, compared to the waves on the east coast. We walked to the waters edge, I reached down to feel how cold the water was, and I couldn't believe that either. It was ice cold, I guess that is why no one was swimming, only wadding. Now I know why every one's legs were red. I looked down to the other end of the beach and noticed a lot of people, so we headed on down to there to see if there was any chicks. When we got closer, it sure looked like this one chick didn't have the top to her bathing suite on, and let me tell you, that chick had on helluva set of boobs, and she sure did not mind showing them, and I did not mind looking at them. The closer that we got, the more people we saw, had no clothes on. Old ones, young ones, fat ones and skinny ones. It seems that anybody could come here and get naked. Well. I say each to his or her own!
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Jose, Jessie, and myself were riding south on Mission Street; I was driving Jessie’s van, because when he drank, he could not drive at all. I looked up the street and saw this good looking blond standing on the sidewalk with her thumb out. I told the guys, let’s pick her up. I pulled over to the curb, and once I got a good look at this chick, she was a helluva good looking chick, with one beautiful body. Jose opened the sliding side door, and I yelled to her, where are you going? She looked us all over and said I'm going north; I am looking for the Golden Gate Bridge. I chuckled and said, I hate to break the bad news to you, but you are going in the wrong direction, you are heading south. She got this dumb look on her face, and said, I asked this dumb son-of-a-bitch, and he pointed that way. Jose asked her, did he speak English? She said, I don't know, he just pointed this way, so I thought that the Golden Gate was this way. Oh well I guess I had better get on the other side of the street. I looked down on the sidewalk, and she had three suite cases with her. I told her, get in, I give you a lift to the bridge, and that way you won't be in the city by yourself. She looked at all of us and said, that's cool. I told Jose to help her with her bags. He told her to get in the van, he would get her bags. She jumped in, Jose jumped out and got her stuff, put it in the back of the van, and we took off. We were just a couple of blocks from the bar, so I asked her, do you drink? She replied I'm so thirsty I will drink anything. I said we all work at this bar down the street, called Eddy's Place. Do you want to stop in and get something to drink, and she said that she did. I asked her, where are you coming from? She said southern California. I then asked. So what is your name? She replied, my name Dawn, and my mouth dropped opened. I looked at Jessie, and he was already looking at me, and I had to ask, what is your mother’s name? She said Tracy, why? I let out a sigh, and told her that my daughters name is Dawn, and I was hoping that you were her, as she lives in San Diego. She too has blond hair, but I haven't seen
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We got lucky when we got to Eddy's, as soon as we pulled up, someone right in front of the bar pulled out and we got to park close. Usually we have to park a couple of blocks away and walk, but not today. She asked is my stuff going to be alright, this is everything in the world that I own. We told her not to worry, it was still light out, and we would lock it up so she didn't get ripped off, and beside that we could see it from inside of the bar anyway. Once out of the van, and all of us standing in front of the bar, I said oh, by the way, this is Jessie and Jose, my name is Ron, I just thought you would like to know who we were. While getting introduced, I got a better look at this chick, and God did she have some huge boobs, and there was no fat on her anywhere, she was built like a brick shit-house, and I sure would like to try her out. We went inside of the bar, and Sandy started putting three buds on the bar. We walked up to the bar, and Sandy asked Dawn what she wanted, and Dawn replied, Tequila! I looked at Jessie, and got a big grin on my face, as I was really hoping we could hang on to this chick for a while, you never know when you are going to get lucky. Dawn and Sandy started talking; Jose has a shit-eating grin on his face. We finished our beers and ordered three more, and asked Dawn if she wanted another one, and right away she said that she did. Well we sat there for quite a while, throwing down the beers, as we did not have to work that night.
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This girl could really throw down the shots of tequila, and it looked like she has been doing it for quite some time. It was starting to get dark, and I asked Dawn, isn't it getting a bit late to be hitch-hiking, especially as good as you look? She replied, Shit! I have hitched for 24 hours straight one time, I ain't worried about it. I'm thinking to my self, a beautiful chick that has to be really close to being shit-faced, hitch-hiking at night; she is either off of her rocker, or drunk, or both. Me being the gentleman that I am, I looked at her, and said, hey, I don't think it would be a very good idea for you to be hitching at night, so if you want, you can crash at my house, and take off in the morning. She turned, and looked at me, and said, you know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea. I think that I'll take you up on that! I had to fight to not smile, as the only place for her to sleep, was the bed that I slept n. I looked at Jessie and he was three sheets in the wind already that meant he wouldn't get in my way and blow me getting laid. We drank a few more rounds. I was getting very horny thinking about getting her clothes off of her, and checking out that beautiful body that she had. I was checking out her body again, and this chick was put together very well to say the least. She was very heavy chested, I mean those boobies were huge, and I couldn't wait until I got her home, because when a chick tells you that she is going home with you, that tells me that she is going to give it up, or she wouldn't go with you, and that sounded hella good to me! I asked Jose if he wanted a ride home, and he told me that he was going to hang out at the bar for a while, and in a low voice he said, have fun man, and I'll catch you guys tomorrow!
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On the way home, I figured I stop at the liquor store, and get cigarettes, and something else to drink, like we really needed it. I pulled up in front of the market, not to far from where I lived. I asked Dawn if she needed anything, she grabbed her purse, and told me that she want a bottle of tequila. I had to fight that smile again. Like I said before, me being the gentleman that I am, hehehe, I said, put your purse away, I'll get it. She looked at me with a kind of look of disbelief, smiled and said, cool! I asked her if she needed cigarettes, she grabbed her purse, reached in and pulled out her cigarettes, squeezed the pack, and said, yeah, I could use a pack. Be fore I closed the door; she told me that I was sweet. I had to fight that smile again, but I could not. She asked me, so what are you smiling at? I didn't know what to say, as she caught me off guard. I didn't know what else to say but, oh nothing much, I just haven't heard that in a while, that's all. She looked at me and gave me a very sexy smile, and said, so you are not going to tell me huh? She got me again, and I had too smile again, I told her, I'll tell you later, and closed the door. Right before I went into the store, I heard her call to me, and ask me if I would get her some sunflower seed’s. I told her no problem, and went into the store, with a helluva big grin, as I knew what the night would bring. I decided to get her a fifth, and get Jessie and me some more beer. I walked up to the cash register, I knew the clerk, and he asked me, so why are you so happy? I told him, I wish that I could tell you, but I can't. But I will say, it is definitely my lucky night, and there is no doubt about that! He asked, so what, did you hit the lottery, or what? I replied, you might say that I did. He told me, yeah, ok man, I'll see you later! I walked over to the van and yelled for Jessie to open the sliding side door. He opened it, and I put everything in the back of the van. Then it dawned on me, I forgot the damn cigarettes. I told them, I forgot to get the cigs, I'll be right back.
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Got the cigarettes and headed for my house. We turned the corner and I told her, this is it. She looked at the fence with all of the ivy on it and said, nothing like a little privacy, God that fence is big. I told her, yeah, I have a hot tub in the backyard, and nobody can see you but God. She looked over at me and said, now that sounds interesting, is it running? I told her, yes it was. It took me a while to park because it was so tight, that I had to go forward, and then go back a bunch of times, until I finally got parked, right by the basement side door. We got out, I went around and unlocked the side door, and Jessie and me started carrying in her bags, which were quite heavy. I asked her, you carry all this weight around with you? She replied I'm used to it, no big deal. Granted be, she was a big girl, but there ain't no way I would carry that around while I was hitch hiking. After we got everything in the house, I asked her, you want to see the place, and she said that she did, so I took her out the back door and down the side of the house where the hot tub was, and she said, damn this nice. She lifted the cover to feel how hot the water was, and said, if I wasn't so damn tired, I would love to get in there, but if I did, I'd probably fall out and drown. I told her, I wouldn't let that happen. I thought for a minute that she wanted to get naked and get in the tub, but she didn't. I started to take her upstairs, when she said, hey, I check that tomorrow, so we went back into the basement. Jessie had already crashed, and I told Dawn sit down on the bed. She asked, is this where I'm sleeping, and I told her that it was where we sleeping. She didn't seem to have a problem with that, and I'm thinking, oh yes! I am getting laid tonight, for sure. She took off her coat, and then I could see her whole body, and let me tell you, this chick was big boned, but she was built like a brick shit-house, just beautiful, and I couldn't wait. For her being twenty-one, she was fine, fine! We sat there for quite a while, and I could not believe how much of that tequila that was drinking. She would take a swig of tequila, and throw a sunflower in her mouth. That went on for some time, and I was just about ready to fall out, but I would look at those beautiful big boobs, and it would charge my batteries back up! (MyBlogLog.com)
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Going to Reno for two days.
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I'm lying back on the pillow, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, eating those sunflower seeds, when she stood up and started to get undressed, right there in front of me. When she too off her top and turned around so I could see, I just held my breath, as those boobies where a helluva lot bigger then what they looked like when she had her clothes on. I'm just laying there with a big shit-eating grin, and what she did next really blew my mind. She unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them and slid them down to her ankles and kicked them off. So there she stood, right in front of me, with just her bra and panties on, looking so damn fine. She had this seductive smile, reach behind her, and undid her bra. When she slid down the straps to her arms, and then slowly removed her bra, I didn't think I was going to be to control myself much longer, as after she showed me those beautiful large boobs, with big pink nipples, I just wanted to pull her down to the bed, and have sex with her right then and there, I didn't want to wait. I know what she was doing, she was teasing me, but I didn't care because I knew what was about to happen, and if this was the way she wanted to do it, so be it, I'm up for it. I looked over her whole body, and for her being a big boned person, she didn't have an ounce of fat on her, anywhere. God this girl was beautifully healthy, and I couldn't wait for her to get in the bed.
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I’m lying there with my arm stretched across the pillow; she laid down right next to me putting those nice boobs on my chest. I pulled her to me, and our lips met, and our tongues went wild. This chick was really hot, and she was making me very hot as well, to say the least. I can’t believe how fast she had an orgasm, and that just intensified the feeling that I was having. She stopped and pulled of her panties, and then pulled down my boxer shorts, and climbed on top of me. I reached up and grabbed each one of those beautiful boobs, and when I did, I think that she had another orgasm. She stopped for a minute, and asked me, does that door have a lock? I told her that it did not, but not to worry, Jessie is passed out, and he won’t be bothering us. She leaned back down, and began kissing me again. This went on all night long, as this chick loved her sex as much as I did, and to be truthful, I think that she liked it just a bit more. The next thing I knew, the sunlight was shinning through the blinds. She was lying on my arm, and I did not want to wake her up, so I slowly slid my arm from under her neck, got dressed and went upstairs to make coffee.
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While making the coffee, I wondered why the coffee did not smell like the coffee did when I was a young boy. I looked out of the kitchen window, and saw my cat looking at me. I opened the window, and told him to come in the house and get something to eat. I went to the front door, and opened it, so the cat could get in. There was a good size hole in the screen door, by the handle, and the cat would jump up, and go through the hole to get in the house. Sure enough, I heard him meow, looked at the screen door, and there he was, half way in, and half way out, balancing himself, before jumping into the living room. He ran up to me and started purring, and rubbing on my leg. This cat was so cool, I think that he thought that he was a dog, be cause he use to fetch things, mainly a balled up cigarette packs. I would even throw it out into the front yard, which was completely covered with ivy. How that cat found the cigarette package is beyond me, as big as the front yard was, he would find it, if it took him all day, he would find it, put in his mouth, run up the front stairs, jump through the hole in the screen door, bring to me, and if I was sitting in the arm chair, he would jump up, and drop it in my lap, so I would throw it again for him to go fetch. Crazy cat, but very cool.
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As I sat at the kitchen table, looked out of the kitchen window, I thought about the previous night, and the chick that was down in my bed, fast asleep. I thought about all of the partying that I had been doing since I had moved to San Francisco, instead of looking for my daughter. I thought that if I had one of that computer’s, I could probably find her a lot easer. I looked out at the fog, and it made me think that I moved out of the pan, and into the fire; this weather in San Francisco, really sucked, and the funny thing about it, was you didn’t have to go that far to find the sun shinning to beat all hell. Very weird city, and most of the time, it was cold. I thought that I kind of liked that chick downstairs, and wondered if she would like to say and hang out with me and Jessie for a while. She really did not have anywhere to go, she was just hitch hiking around, looking for a place to live. Well I am going to ask her anyway, what can she say, but no! After I fixed my mother some breakfast; I made Dawn a cup of coffee and headed back downstairs.
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Hate to snivel, but my right wrist is killing me, so I have to give it a break today, sorry!
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When I walked into the bedroom, she was sitting on the side of the bed, eating sunflower seeds, boy she sure loved those sunflower seeds. I asked her if she was hungry, she said the she was starving, so I asked her if she wanted to go get some breakfast, she said, that she did. I yelled to Jessie to see if he wanted to eat, he yelled back, yeah that sounds good, give me a minute to get cleaned up. Dawn said that is what I need to do. She went over and opened one of her bags, pulled out a set of clothes, and a towel, and a bunch of other stuff. She asked me, where is the bathroom? I told her to follow me, and took her upstairs where she could take a shower. As I followed her up the back stirs, that sweet butt was just swishing back and forth, as she climbed to the top of the stairs. This got me going, so I asked her, do you mind if I take one with you? She turned, smiled and said, you are a horny man, aren’t you? I told her, you just make me hot. We went into the bathroom, she removed her top, exposing those big beautiful boobs, and my hands went to them like magnets. This chick was so hot, and she really turned me on. She stepped back, and removed her pink lacy panties, and in the light, you could definitely see that she was indeed a true blond. I thought to my self, God this girl is so damn healthy.
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My house was only a one bedroom, which meant that the house was very small, and the bathroom was like taking a shower in a shoebox. She turned that water on, and said, damn that water is cold. I told her to wait a minute; it takes a while for it to warm up. She stuck her hand in again to feel the water, and said, that is a lot better. She stepped into the shower, turned to me and said, you coming? I told her, I will be soon! As soon as I was in there with her, she pulled me to her, and put on helluva lip lock on me. This chick made me so damn hot, and she knew exactly how to please a man. I grabbed one of those large boobs. Lifted it up and began to kiss her nipple, and squeeze the other one. This just sent her into frenzy, and she started to moan so loud, I thought that my mother would hear her, as she was on the other side of the wall in the bathroom. I told her, you have to hold it a bit; I don’t want my mother to hear us. She replied, oh, I’m sorry, I did not know that she was so close, and it is your entire fault, that I am making so much noise. She began to passionately kiss me again, and working herself up to a climax, and when she did, she had a hard time controlling herself. I felt her tense up, and she kissed me very hard, I guess this was her way of not making anymore noise. Now it was my turn, as I could not take too much more. She reached down and felt how hard that I was, and said, I guess that we will have to fix that. She turned around to the back of the shower, bent over, and that is all that it took. I was so excited, I only lasted for about ten minutes, and when I got off, they could have heard me up at the bar. Next thing I heard was my mother knocking on the door, asking me if I was alright. I said that I was, and not to worry, I just slipped, but I’m Okay! Dawn pinched me on my butt, and said, you shouldn’t lie to your mother, and put another lip lock on me, and we did it one more time. (thebirthofviolence.com)
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After we finished our shower, she dried me, and I dried her. When I got to those nice big boobs, I started to get excited again, but remembered Jessie was waiting for us, but the thought was a good one. We went downstairs, and Jessie was indeed waiting for us. He said I was just about ready to go upstairs, to make sure you guys were alright. I laughed and said, no man, we kind of got hung up in the shower, and you ready to go get something to eat? He replied I was ready an hour ago! We got into the car, and headed to this nice little restaurant that we went to all of the time. We sat down at a booth, and started to go over the menu to see what we wanted to eat. Dawn looked at me and asked, what can I order? I told her, Honey, you can get whatever you want! She replied, great, I am starved. The waitress Tabby came to take our order, she looked at Dawn, and then at me and asked, is this your wife? I laughed and said, no Tabby, she is just a friend. One of her eyebrows rose up, and she said, well what can I get your friend to eat? Dawn started to order, and I almost fell out of the booth. Tabby said, okay I’ll go get it. Dawn said, aren’t you going to take their order’s? Tabby said you got to be kidding me; all of this food is for you? Dawn said, yeah! I’m kind of hungry. The waitress looked at me and asked, okay, what can I get for you? I ordered, Jessie ordered, and Tabby headed for the kitchen. Dawn said, I haven’t eaten in two days, did I order too much? I told her, No! I told you to get what you wanted. Hey if you are hungry, you are hungry. I’m thinking to myself, boy, if I keep this chick, I am going to be spending a lot of money on food, but then thought about what a great lay she was, not to mention how good she looked, The waitress gave Dawn her food, went back to the kitchen, brought some more food, and put it in front of Dawn. She looked at me and said, now I’ll get you guy’s order. We met Tabby when we first got here, and we eat breakfast there every day, I guess that is why Tabby is so outspoken. I looked over at Jessie, smiled and said you had better jump on that man, before someone else does. Jessie replied, that’s okay man, I’ll pass!
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There was so much food in front of her, I thought to myself, there ain’t no way that chick is going to eat all of that food, I don’t care how hungry she is. I sat there and watched her pack that food away, and I just had to say, I believe that you are actually are going to finish all of that food. What, do you have a hollow leg or what? She replied, I told you that I was hungry, didn’t I? I said, that you did, I just can’t believe it, as big as I am, and there is no way I could put away all of that grub. The waitress came over to our table to give us the check. She stood there at the end of the table, with her hands on her hips, and a look of astonishment on her face. She then asked Dawn in a sarcastic tone, can I get you something else! Dawn replied, no, I think that will do it. I had to chuckle, as Tabby was beside herself, and she didn’t know what to think about her, and I know that when Dawn continues her little journey, and we come back in, we will never hear the end of it. We all got up; I reached in my pocket and got a five dollar bill, and left it on the table. I looked at all of the dish’s that were on the table, and threw three more bucks down with the five. Once outside, we decided to go down to the wharf, and hang out for a while before we had to go to work.
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I asked both of them, what do you want to do and neither one of them could come up with something to do. Since the sun was out for a change, I suggested that we go to Bakers Beach, and hang out for a while. It wasn’t that far away, and we got there pretty quick. When we pulled into the parking lot, as usual no parking. The parking in this town is bizarre to say the least. I turned down the music, and asked them, feel like a little walk? Jessie started to laugh, and I could not see the humor in having to walk. I saw a cop, and asked no one has any drugs on them, right? They didn’t and we drove on in search of a parking place. We finally found one, way down from where I wanted to park. We got out and some people had a little grill out, and they were cooking something that really smelled good. I wish that I had brought my camera, so I could get some photos of Dawn. There were small children playing everywhere, and there were animals all over the beach, life is good for these dogs, all they had to do was run along the waters edge and fetch a stick. I pulled out my lighter, and my money fell on the ground. Dawn said, I’ll get that, and reached down and picked it up, and gave it to me. I told Dawn to stand with her back to the ocean, so that I could get a good picture of her. It was nice here but still cold and the people didn’t have much clothing on. When I was focusing the camera, a chick walked in front of me, and she had the tiniest bikini that I had ever seen, and she filled it out very well. We walked to the waters edge, and walk towards the Golden Gate Bridge. After a long walk, we decided to head for home and get ready for work.
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On the way back to the house, the thought came to mind, what I am going to do with Dawn, when Jessie and I have to go to work. I could take her with us, but that would get old very quick, and then I would have to take off work, and take her back to the house. I don’t really know this chick that well, and if I leave her at the house, when we come home, everything I own may be gone, so what to do? You know what, I just trust people too much, and one of these days, I will get burnt, and it will be nobodies fault but my own. I looked over at Dawn, and asked her, so what do you want to do when we go to work? She said, you know, I think that I’ll just be lazy today, and stay in bed. I asked her, are you sure? She said that she was, and she got bored, she would come up to the bar and hang out with us, which was cool with me. I really did not think she would rip us off, or I would never let her stay in the house by herself. When we got home I figured I had better take Dawn upstairs and introduce her to my mother, so if my mother saw her she would freak out when Dawn came up to get something to eat. I told Dawn, come on with me, so you can meet my mother. I took her into my mother’s room, and told her who Dawn was, and that she would be here for a while. Dawn told her, I’ll be down stairs; call me if you need anything, okay? On the way back downstairs Dawn turned and said, you mother is so small, you must have taken after your father. She is so cute, I’ll go upstairs and fix her something to eat later on, and keep her company, and I know that she would like somebody to talk to. I thought to myself, now this might work out for the best, as long as she doesn’t rip me off.
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Jessie and me got ready for work; I told Dawn that if she got hungry, and wanted something to eat, there was food in the refrigerator, and for her to help herself. On the way to work, Jessie looked over at me and said; hope she doesn’t rip us off. I replied, I hope so too, but you know what man, what do we have to rip off? Jessie laughed and said, your right man, but we do have a shit load of tools she could sell. I replied, I forgot all about that, but you know, I don’t think that she would do that to us, she is cool. Jessie looked over at me and said I hope that you are right man, because I know I have at least ten grand in tools, and your tools, what ever they are worth. I said, hey, what she is going to do, take them up to Courtland Stree
And sell them one at a time? I don’t think so man. That did make me think, what if? Oh well, I guess we will find out when we get home. When we arrived at the bar, we got lucky again, and found a parking place just a block away. I knew one thing, and that was, I sure do need a beer. We walk in the door, and the bar was still full from the day crowd, the regulars. We went to the end of the bar and Sandy was already bringing us a beer. She said I can’t believe this shit: it has been like this all day, and it doesn’t look like it is going to ease up. Eddy is working tonight, so you guys won’t be able to drink as much as you usually do! I replied, well we had better get started now, Ha Ha Ha! We threw those down, and told Sandy to bring us a couple more, and that is the way the night started. x
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The whole night was just like the day was, packed. I don’t remember it ever being this packed; the people were standing, because there was nowhere to sit down. There were a couple of guys that were left over from the day shift, and they became rowdy, and Eddy told us to get them out of the bar. I walked over to where they were sitting, and told them that it was time to go. One of the guys started to buck, and I flat out told him, you can leave on your own, or I can help you find the door, but that will mean that you will be 86ed, and you won’t be able to come back in, so why don’t you just take off, and tomorrow you guys can pick up where you left off, ok? He thought about it for a minute, and said, yeah okay man, you are right, I have had too much to drink, and I’ll catch you tomorrow. I walked them to the door, and this one guy, the one that had the mouth tripped and almost fell, I had to catch him, so he did not hurt himself and sue Eddy. Once on the street, he was on his own. I told his buddy to take him home, before he hurts himself, and he said that he lived next door to him, and he would make sure that he got home. The bottom line is, the bar tender is suppose to cut someone off when they have had too muck to drink, but Eddy lets them continue to drink, because they are regulars, and he does not want to lose their business, but one day, that will bite him in his ass. It finally started to slow down, and eddy brought us a beer, and told us, good job tonight guys. People were buying us drinks all night, and we had a pretty good buzz going on. One thirty rolled around, and Eddy yelled out, last call! People were throwing down their drinks so they could get one last drink for the night. After everyone was gone, we put the chairs on the tables, so the guy who cleaned up at night didn’t have to, and we split for home.
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On the way home, I looked over at Jessie, and he was starting to nod, so I knew that he was done for the night. He used to keep right up there with me, but for some reason or another, he can’t drink that much anymore. I know that he is depressed, because of leaving his kids back in Maryland, and I asked him before we left, are you sure that you want to go to California with me, it is a long way to see your kids. He said that is what he wanted to do; he just wanted to get out of Maryland because of his ex-wife. Well, it is too late now; he is here in California, so he might as well get use to it, because I am not going back, no way, I love it out here, and hopefully I will find my daughter. When we got home, I woke Jessie up, and we went into the house. Dawn was lying in the bed, eating those sunflower seeds, and watching TV. Jessie went to his room; I sat down on the bed next to Dawn. She told me that she had already fixed my mother her dinner, and they had a nice long talk. That is what my mother needs, a female to talk to, and someone to keep her company. I thanked her, and she told me that my dinner was in the oven, and that was good to hear, as I was starving. She told me to sit down and she would go get it. I told her that I could get it, but she would not have any part of that, and headed upstairs. Well I sure could get use to this; it was nice to have dinner waiting for me when I got off of work. I heard Dawn yell down the back stairs, I went to go see what she wanted. She asked me if Jessie wanted to eat, and I told her that he was crashed out, and would not be eating. About fifteen minutes later, she came through the door with a plate of meatloaf, mashed potatoes, gravy and string beans. Now this I surely did not expect it and I did not think that she could cook, but I was wrong, and it was hella good!
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Nothing today, it is Kick-back Sunday, and I hope that everyone had a great weekend!
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After we ate, she got her bottle of Tequila out and started to go at it. God I don’t know how she drinks that stuff straight, it is nasty tasting, and if I drink it, I have to do the lime, and salt thing. I got out a joint, and asked her if she smoked, and she said, hell yes I do, and I’m glad you have some. We smoked the joint, and I threw down a few more beers, she drank some more of her Tequila. I asked her, do you want to get in the hot tub, and her face lit up and she said, you know, that sounds like a very good idea. I told her to hang on while I went upstairs and got some towels. I got the towels, and headed back downstairs. She was waiting at the bottom on the stairs for me. She had my terrycloth bathrobe on, so I guess that meant she had nothing on under it. I grabbed a couple of beers, and we went down the walkway that leads to the hot tub. She commented on all the ivy, and how thick it was, how secluded it was. I asked her to give me a hand with the cover, and when we removed it, the steam shot up in our faces. I told her to just lean it up against the wall where it would be out of the way. She turned to me and let the robe fall to the ground, and I will tell you one thing, this girl had one helluva body on her, and she knew it. I just stood there checking her out, watching her climb into the hot tub. The water was real hot, so it took some time to get used to the water. I removed my clothes, and climbed in with her. I went and sat down next to her, as I had only one thing on my mind after seeing her buck-ass naked. (Check out thebirthofviolence.com for a free E-book)
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I watcher her stand up, and I asked her what she was doing. She smiled and said, I love this, and it feels so damn good. I’m wondering what she is doing. I watched her as she squatted down in front of one of the jets of the hot tub, then I knew what she was up to. I watched those huge boobs sway from side to side, making me very horny. This was definitely a very healthy chick, and I could not wait to have sex with her. I reached over and pulled her to me; she did not resist, and sat down beside me. The hot tub was hot, and so was I, I started kissing her passionately, and she responded with a fury. I grabbed one of those nice boobs, and this just set her off. Then the thought came to mind, how am I going to do this? If I stand up, I’ll freeze my ass off, so the only thing left was to pull her over into my lap, and do it that way. She reached over and grabbed me, and she definitely knew that I was ready, and she got up my lap without me even asking her. To my surprise, this was going very well, mater of fact I really liked it. This was the first time that I had ever had sex in the hot tub, and it sure would not be the last. Something that was also very nice, those two big beautiful boobs were right there in front of my face, very accessible, which I loved. This was a feeling like I had never had before, and I had thought that I had, had sex everyway that there was, but I guess you learn something new every day. She was doing all of the work, and then her pace picked up, and I knew that she was about to get off. I felt her tense up, and let out with a very sensuous moan, and I think that was what did it for me, and I followed with a loud moan of my own.
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The water was starting to cool down, so we decided to go back in the house. We were still wet, and cold, so we jumped into the bed and held one another until we got warm. Having that fine young body next to mine was turning me on again. I didn’t know if Dawn wanted to do it again. I kissed her gently on her lips, and they parted, and her tongue searched out mine, and she began to moan. Well I guess she wants to have sex again. She climbed on top of me, and I cupped each one of those huge boobs in my hands. She took my fingers and made me squeeze her large nipples, and in doing so, she let out with another passionate moan that you could hear a mile away. Things really started to heat up, and I know we had to awaken Jessie, and probably the whole neighborhood, as this chick was really loud. I thought about Jessie lying in there and listening to us have sex, and I felt sorry for him. He needs to hook up with some woman, and get a life, as he is starting to bum me out, as he is always depressed.
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It seemed like all he wanted to do was get drunk; I know that he missed his kids, and there was nothing he could do about it, so why mope, and be miserable? I told Dawn, Jessie needs to hook up with a chick; he has not gotten laid since we have been here. Dawn said, really, well maybe something can be done to fix that! She got that smile on her face again, and I knew where she was going with it. I smiled back at her and asked her, so what do you have on your mind, you naughty little girl? She snuggled up to me and said I can help him out if you don’t mind. I don’t want you to catch an attitude, so if you don’t want me to do it, say so now. I told her, hey Jessie, and me used to get in a pile all the time back east, so that is no big deal. Tell me something, have you ever done two guys at the same time? She replied, no but I have always wanted to try it. I had a girlfriend that told me that she did it with these two brother’s, and she said that fucking took on a whole new meaning to her, and that was all she wanted to do, as it felt so good, when they both fucked her at the same time. When she told me that, I wanted to try it, but I left southern California, so I never got around to it, but I can get around to it now. I told her, we can’t do it tonight, as he is passed out, but tomorrow when I tell him that we are going to have a pile, that will cheer him up. He just has to slow down on the beer, for a bit. She asked me, so when do you want to do this? I asked her, how about this week-end?
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The next morning I woke up early, so I figured I go upstairs, and make everyone breakfast. As I walked up the back stairs, I looked at the corrugated plastic the covered the stairs, on the sides, and on the top. It was like a little tunnel, but it did give you privacy, and that was cool, as when you were naked, and you wanted to use the hot tub, you could go outside, and no one could see you. I went and checked on my mother; she was awake, so I asked her if she would like some scramble eggs and bacon. She told me, oh that would be nice. I was just about ready to get up and fix myself something to eat. Is there any orange juice left? I told her that I would check. I opened the refrigerator, and there was some, so I hollered to her, yeah, there is some left. I took out the flat of eggs, and the bacon, and started the breakfast. The coffee smelled so good, I had to have some right then. I asked my mother, do you want a cup of coffee? She replied, I was just going to drink the orange juice, but that smells so good, I will have a cup. Remember, a little cream, and three spoons of sugar. My mom loved her sweets. I sat up the little breakfast nook, and went to the back steps, and yelled down to Dawn and Jessie, to come up and eat. I heard, Okay! We’ll be up in a minute! Which made me wonder if Dawn decided to do Jessie that morning?
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I heard foot steps coming up the back stairs. Dawn stuck her head in first, and said that really does smell damn good. Then Jessie walked in and said I hope you made coffee, I am left over from last night. I looked at him, and could see that he was still drunk. I told them to sit down at the breakfast nook; I took my mother her breakfast first, and then served Dawn and Jessie. I’ll tell you one thing; Dawn could really put the food away, it was like they say, she has a hollow leg. Jessie on the other hand, just picked at his food. He was starting to worry me, I hope when Dawn does him, he will snap out of it, as I don’t have the money to bury him. As far as Dawn was concerned, I was glad that I fixed a dozen eggs, and it is a thing I did, as Dawn finished the rest of them off. I looked across the table at her boobs; she did not have a bra on, but they stood straight out, and her nipples were hard, and sticking out from her shirt. God this was a good looking woman. The more I looked at her boobs, the more I wanted to take her back downstairs, and bone her again, but now that Jessie was awake, that was out of the question. Dawn saw me looking at her chest, she looked down at her shirt, and asked, what did I spill something on my shirt? I told her no, I was just checking out those nice boobs. She stuck out her chest, and said, you mean these? She knew exactly how to get to me, and she knew just what a horn dog that I was. Then to mess with me a bit more, she put her hand under each boob, lifted them up, and said you want these? (Free E-book at, thebirthofviolence.com)
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Went to a BBQ today, and had too many buds, so I’ll have to catch you tomorrow. Ronjon
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She was getting me excited, and she knew it. I felt her foot right in my crotch, and I said, okay, that’s it, let’s go take a shower! She jumped up and got in there before me, and by the time I got in there she was almost undressed. I started to get undressed as quickly as I could. She reached in the shower, and turned it on. While she was bent over, I stepped back and looked at that fine ass; I mean this girl was put together. She turned around and said, well look at you, and grabbed my boys, smiled and asked, you want to go get Jessie? I thought about it for a second and said, nope! We both got into the shower, and she started to soap me up, well certain parts of me, and I returned the favor, by soaping up those big beautiful boobs, and this really turned her on, and she was all over me. Our tongues found one another, and the passion flowed. We were starting to get a bit loud, and I was hoping that my mother did not hear us. This chick was just so damn hot, I couldn’t believe it. We stayed it there for at least an half of an hour, when I herd someone knocking on the door, well that blew the mood for another round. I said I’ll be right out. I heard my mother say, take your time; I didn’t know there was anybody in there. We got dressed, I opened the door to make sure my mother was not waiting by the door; she was not, so we hurried back downstairs.
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Jessie knocked on the door, I told him to come on in. He did, and he jokingly asked, so what did you two get lost on the way downstairs? I replied, no we decided to grab a shower. About that time Dawn pulled her sweater off, so she could change. I thought Jessie was going to pass out. Dawn looked over ay him and asked you don’t mind do you? I mean you have seen a naked woman before, haven’t you? Jessie stammered a bit and said, oh yes I have, but not recently, but you sure are a nice looking woman, and I haven’t seen a set of boobies like that since we left Maryland, and I sure do miss them. Dawn walked over to him and asked him, do you want to feel them? Right away Jessie reached over and started to take her boobs in his hand, and he stopped and asked me, this okay with you man? I told him; knock your sox’s off man. Jessie got a big grin on his face and cupped one in each hand, and began to fondle those beautiful boobs. I watched as her put her nipples between his index finger, and thumb, and slowly started to squeeze them. Dawn started to respond, and all of this was making me horny again, Dawn stepped back and said, wow! That was too much; we have to save that for later. I thought that Jessie was going to cry. Dawn finished getting dressed; I looked over at Jessie, and he had a shit-eating grin on his face, and he gave me the thumbs up sign. Dawn finished getting ready, and we split.
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While walking to the car, I looked over at Jessie, and there was a difference in his face. He looked back at me and smiled, as he knew that we were going to get into a pile once more, and God, I hope that this snaps his out of the depression that he is in. We decided to take a drive on Route 1, which ran along side of the ocean. The view was beautiful, and it seemed like you could see for ever. We rolled into Pacifica, and I asked, is anyone hungry? Everyone said that they were so we stopped at this hamburger joint. When we walked into this place, it was like out of the movies, everyone stopped eating, and gave us the once over, which made me feel uncomfortable, and put me on my guard. We sat down at a booth; the waitress came over with here order book in her hand. She asked in a snippy tone, what do you want? I looked at Jessie, and shook my head, and told the broad that I would call her when we were ready to order. She walked of in a huff, and I really did not care, as Jessie and me could clean this place out, in no time flat. I was taught a long time ago, that there are some people that you can mess with, and there is some that you don’t mess with, and when you do, you get what you get! I looked over the menu, and to be on the safe side, I was going to get a hamburger, and fries. Dawn asked, what the fuck is wrong with these people, they have a major attitude! I told her in a loud tone, don’t trip, they are just a bunch of assholes! I looked up at the counter to see if anyone had a problem with what I said. This one that was staring at us quickly turned around, and started to eat. This place was something else, and since they wanted to act assholes, I figured I might as well. In a loud voice, I called for the waitress. I saw one of her eyebrows raise up, and I knew that she did not like the way that I called for her, but you know what, tough shit! I treat people like they treat me, always have, always will, and believe me; you don’t want to get me going.
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This one guy kept turning around and looking at us, which was pissing me off, so I asked him, you got a problem my man, because if you do, we can go outside, and I’ll fix it for you. I saw his face get red, because I probably embarrassed him in front of his friends. I looked over at Jessie, and asked, what is up with all of this bullshit? In a loud voice I said, I just can’t believe that you can stop somewhere, and get a fucking hamburger, without getting hassled by the local assholes, and I’ll make damn sure that I don’t come into this fucking place again. I noticed two of the people sitting at the counter, looking at us and whispering to one another. Dawn said we need to get out of here before you go to jail. I replied, yeah you are probably right, because I’m ready to knock somebody out. Waitress, bring the check. She came over to the table and pulled out her pad, tore off the top copy, and laid it on the table. Like they say if looks could kill you! I asked Jessie, so how big of a tip do you think I should leave? Jessie said, I’ll get it, wait a minute! He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of change. He then got two penny’s, and laid them on the table, and said that’s too much! I paid the bill, and we got the hell out of there. After we got back in the car, I asked, are we still going to Santa Cruse, or are we going back home. Dawn pointed to the windshield, and said to Santa Cruse, we go! We were on the road for about a half of an hour, when I had to take a leak. The one bad thing about this road, there is not many places to pull over. We came around this one bend in the road, and as soon as we cleared it, we saw about 15 cars parked along side of the road. I said, well this is as good a place as any. We pulled over, and I got out and walked to the cliffs edge, and tried to see where all of the people that owned these cars were at. I yelled to Jessie, bring the binoculars! He reached into the car, got the binoculars, and brought them to me. He asked, why do you want these, and where’s all of the people? I looked down on the beach, and just as I thought, nobody had any clothes on. Without the binoculars, you could not tell, because they were too far away. Dawn said, let me see! I gave her the glasses and told her how to focus them. She said, no shit, they are all naked, even the kids, so I guess this is what they call and nudist beach. Who would have thought that this was here? She said, let’s go get naked, and run up and down the beach! Where we were, at the top of the cliff, it was windy, and cold. I told her, you know, by the time we get down there, it would be time to go home. Dawn laughed and said, let’s go, I was kidding about going down there. If you slipped, you would die, before you hit the bottom: let’s go! I want to see Santa Cruse!
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I asked Jessie for another beer, and he told me that we were out. I asked him, why didn’t you tell me earlier, so I could have stopped and got some more? He replied, I don’t know man, I guess that I forgot. I know what made him forget, he couldn’t get Dawn’s big naked boobs off of his mind. I’ll tell you, how that man can go that long without getting laid is beyond me. The only time I went without, was when I was lock-up in jail, but I sure made up for it when I got out, and boy did I. The difference being, I was in jail, I could not get any, Jessie is out here around all kinds of women, you name it and they come into the bar, and most of them just come in the bar to get laid. He should have gotten over many times, I mean, come on, there is a ton of drunken women at closing time, and you don’t really have to do more than ask them, hey, you want to fuck? It has worked for me, as I hate jerking off. Well now that Jessie has seen some boobs, maybe he will snap out of it and get back on track. I saw a gas station coming up, and sure enough, they sold beer. I pulled in and asked, anybody want to stretch their legs? Both Dawn and Jessie said that they did. I asked if anybody needed cigarettes, and they both said that they did. I went in and picked up a case of beer, a bottle of Tequila for Dawn, and God I couldn’t forget the sunflower seeds, and cigarettes. I looked at this guy behind the counter, and he looked like the people in the last place that we stopped, so I was prepared, but to my surprise, he was actually he was a nice guy. I yelled for Jessie to come and give a hand with everything. We trucked it out to the car, and when I went to put the beer in the cooler, I remembered that I had forgot the ice, so I told Jessie to hold on for a minute, while I went and got some ice. When I went back in, the guy behind the counter smiled and said, forgot the ice huh? I asked him, how did you know that? He said when someone buys beer, they usually buy Ice to keep the beer cold, and I did have some German people who told me that they liked it warm. I thought to myself, warm beer, I don’t think so! (Free E-book at thebirthofviolence.com)
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Today I’m going over to my buddy’s house and throw down a few beers’. I have to take a break from this computer, every once in a while, or I will go crazier than I am now. Twitter and Face book have kicked my to the curb, no explanation or anything, which is a boat load of crap, as I’m not spamming, I’m not selling anything, I’m not doing anything that I haven’t been doing since I joined these networks, so why now, and why won’t they give you an explanation as to why you are being kicked to the curb. It is not right, it is not fair, and I am not going to stop, until somebody tells me something.
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We got back in the car, I looked over at Dawn; she had this halter top on, and was having a hard time keeping it up. I laughed and asked her, you having problems with that top, don’t tell me that those big boobs can’t it up, nothing will. She looked down at the top, grabbed it above both boobs, looked at me and pulled it way out so that I could see her boobs, then let it snap back, looked a me and said, that better?. She knows that I love to see boobs, and she shows them to me all of the time, just to fuck with me, but that’s okay. I told her, yeah, that will work, and I took off. We saw a sign that said it was only 15 miles away, and we would make that in no time. We pulled into Santa Cruse, and I thought it was a lot bigger than it was. We headed to the beach, that is where the amusement park. We turned a corner and there stood the roller coaster, we finally got here, now it is time to party. Finding a parking place was another story, and we drove around for a half of an hour, and finally found one. I guess that since the parking was filled, that meant that the amusement park was as well. I didn’t mind, as that just more eye candy I could check out. When we got to the boardwalk, it was hardly room to walk, so I asked Dawn and Jessie if they wanted to get a beer, and gut of all of these people. I couldn’t believe how many people were there. We found a place that sold beer; Jessie and me got beer, Dawn just got a coke. I said, why don’t we go over there, and sit down for a while, maybe some of these people will go home. We had a couple more beers, watch the girls, and let me tell you, there were some healthy looking honey’s there. I thought that Jessie was going to start drooling, as he was checking out the chicks. As I watched I noticed that the bikinis were getting smaller and smaller, and these chicks love to strut their stuff, and if they didn’t want you to see, then they shouldn’t be showing just about everything that they had. It left very little to the imagination; I mean you could see just about every thing. I looked at my watch, and it was three o: clock, and it wasn’t thinning out at all, so I asked, well you want to go and get on some rides? They said yes, and to the lines we went, and we stood in line longer than we rode the rides.
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Boy I’m telling you, these girls were flaunting so much skin, it made me want to take Dawn Back to the car, and get a quickie, and if it wasn’t for that long walk, I would have. These bathing suites that they were wearing hid very little. There were so many good looking chicks here; I just could not believe it. About that time Jessie elbowed me in my side, and told me to check these three chicks that were walking towards us. They were so healthy, and I’m really not into really big boobs, but this one young thing that had these very large boob’s, it made my back hurt. As she was walking, they were swaying from side to side, and she had to keep pulling up her suite top, as her boobs almost popped out many times. I looked over at the smallest one, and she too could fill out the cup in her suite. They all had big boobs, small waste, and long legs, and hella good looking. When they walked past us, the little one, saw me checking out their boobs, and gave me a shy little smile, which made me think, boy if Dawn wasn’t here, I knew that look, and I could have pulled that chick. All three of them were nothing but fine. Dawn went to get herself a coke, and I told Jessie, if Dawn wasn’t here, we would be going with those three. Jessie smiled and said, yeah I know, the one with the giant tits, which almost came out of her top just about every step that she took, smiled, and winked at me as they went by. I asked him, well why didn’t you say something to her, you never know, you might have gotten lucky. Jessie looked at me with a look of usefulness, and said, yeah right, and exactly where am I supposed to take her? I told him, you have a point there, don’t worry man, Dawn has already said that she was going to give you some pussy. He asked me, yeah, when? I told him, I don’t have a clue; I’ll talk to her and see. Dawn came back with her coke, and asked, well boys, have you guys seen enough breasts for the day, or are we going to get a room? I thought to myself, you know, I never thought about that, but then again, even the cheap motels, are outrageous, but I will remember this place, for future partying. We walked all the way back to the car, and it sure didn’t seem like that long of a walk when we got here. We got in the car, popped open a couple of beers, and headed back to San Francisco.
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It was one helluva long ride down there and back, and by the time we rolled back on the hill, it was dark and late, and I was worn out. I went upstairs to check on my mother, and she had already fixed herself something to eat, which was good because I was too tired. When I got back downstairs, I heard Jessie snoring, Dawn was in bed with the sheets pulled up to her neck, so I knew what that meant. I got undressed and slipped into the bed. I felt Dawns naked body next to me, and it started to turn me on. She knew what was going on, and told me, not tonight, I am bushed, just hold me tonight, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow, okay? I replied, yeah I am tired as well. And I can wait until tomorrow; roll over. She did, and I snuggled up next to her, and fell asleep, quick style.
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I woke up early the next morning, and then went up stairs to check on my mother, and fix her some breakfast. I stuck my head in her room and said, good morning. She said, oh by the way, the lady up the street left you a message. She reached over to her night table, and got this piece of paper. It read, I know that you told me that you were a painter, and Earl and me have a cabin up around Placerville, and we were wondering if you would come up there and paint one of the cabins. I’ll pay you well, and you can get out of the city for a while. Here is my phone number, call me when you get a chance. I finished fixing my mother breakfast and asked her, if she would be alright by herself, for a few days? I told her the lady up the street, wants Jessie and me to paint this house that they have up in the mountains. She told me that she would be just fine, and go have some fun. I told her, I am not going to have any fun; I’m going to make a couple of bucks. I got the phone in the kitchen and gave the lady a call. I spoke with her for a few minutes, and told her that we would do the job for her, but I knew nothing about where she was talking about. She said, no problem, you can follow us when we go. By the way, can you go this coming weekend? I told her that I could fit it in, and I was looking forward to doing it for her, and hung up. I told my mother that I would be gone for the up coming weekend, and she said that would be fine. I went downstairs and told Jessie and Dawn that we were headed for the mountains this weekend, and they thought that was cool.
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We took off Friday, so we could get an early start, and beat the traffic. We packed everything, our sleeping bags, pillows, and change of clothes, toilet articles, pot, and anything else we might need for the weekend, and put it in the trunk, first thing in the morning. We drove up the hill, and Earl and Emma were just finishing up, and told us that they were almost ready to go. I told them to take there time, as they were in their eighty’s, and I pulled over to wait for them. Of course it was one of the hottest days of the year, and it was cooking inside of the car. I told everyone, let get out and wait for them to come out, it is too damn hot in this car. Then I remembered that I had forgotten the most important thing, the beer. I told them to wait for them to come out, and tell them that I would be right back. I went to the market across the street from the bar. These people that ran the market were very nice to everyone, and when I put the beer, and ice up on the counter, Chin said. Going to have nice weekend huh? I laughed and said, yeah, if you call working, having fun. He said, must not be too much work, if you can drink beer, and he laughed. I told him that the beer was for the trip up to the mountains. He asked you go to mountains, to get drunk? Sometimes I can understand him, sometimes I can’t! I said oh shit! I forgot the god damn tequila! Chin had already rung up the beer, and ice, guess he is just going to have to do it again. I got a half of a gallon of tequila, as a fifth would not last the weekend, and I would have to go more, so I might as well get it now. Chin said, oh boy, you really going to have party! I told him, yeah I guess so, and that made me think, that girl is twenty-three, if she make it to thirty-three, I’ll be surprised, God that girl can drink, and I thought my drinking was bad. I told Chin I’d catch him later and split. When I pulled up, Dawn was sitting on the curb; Jessie was standing there with id arms crossed. I got out, gave Jessie a beer, and asked what going on? Jessie said they still aren’t ready yet. I said that they were old, and you can’t rush them. I went and put the beer and Ice in the cooler, and as soon as I did, they came out of the house. They yelled to us, are you guys ready now? I told them, yeah we are ready!
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We headed for the mountains, and following them would turn out to be something of a drag, as they would not even do the speed limit, just like most old people do. Everybody that that was following us got pissed because we were going to slow, and when they passed us, we got more dirty looks then I could handle. I wish that I knew where the place was, so I could speed up and get there, and wait for them. Well I’m glad that I brought enough beer, as I could see this was going to be a long day! We finally pulled into Placerville; I could not believe how long it took to get there. The day was wasted, the beer was just about gone, and I was hungry as hell, and of course we did not bring anything to eat. I wondered if they had a phone. We pulled into McDonald’s, which I was glad that we did. We all got out of our cars, and stretched our legs. Earl asked anybody hungry? We all said that we were starving, and headed for the door. Once we were in, Earl said, you guys get anything that you want, money is no problem! I got to thinking, these people were loaded, and they weren’t long for this world, and they had no relatives to leave it to. Not only did they have the house in the city paid for, but they had these three rentals up here in the mountains, plus an airplane to boot. They had so much money; they would never be able to spend it. We ate, and I asked them if there was a store on the way, we needed cigarettes and beer. They said, yeah there was, and they had to stop and pick up something to eat for the week-end. Well, here I am again, following them at a snails pace, and could not wait to get there. We pulled into the parking lot of this grocery store that I had never even heard of. But, when you get way back in the mountains, everything is different. We all went in the store I grabbed a shopping cart and told them that we would meet them back at the car. Dawn said, these people are driving me crazy, why are they so slow? I told her again, they are old, don’t trip, we should almost be there, least ways I sure do hope so. We got everything that we needed, paid for it, and went to the care and put it in the trunk. Well here we are, it is hot as hell, and we are standing out in the hot sun waiting for them to come out of the store. We waited for at least a half of an hour, when we saw them pushing a shopping cart out of the front door. Dawn said in a low voice, shit it is about time. Jessie and me went over to give them a hand putting the groceries in their car, so that we could get back on the road, Earl said, sorry we took so long, we could not make up our minds as to what to get, because we don’t know what you guys like. I said that we were not picky, we would eat anything. We all got back in our cars, and started out once more; God I hope it is not very far, as I had to piss like a racehorse. We turned off of the main highway onto this little road. We drove for a few minutes, when they pulled into this dirt driveway. I looked at the property and I was a lot bigger that I thought. It had three houses on it and a good piece of land. As soon as we got out, I asked Bertha where the restroom was, as we all had to go. She said follow me, and went and unlocked the door, and told us where it was. We couldn’t wait, and we let Dawn go first, even though we really had to piss. She finally came out and me and Jessie pushed our way in there, and both pissed at the same time. God, I have never had to piss that bad. Jessie said, oh what a relief it is.
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Earl took us up to the cabin that we were supposed to fix, and paint. I will tell you one thing, there wasn’t much that Jessie could not do, and what he did, and he did damn well! I was going to remodel the basement, so one day I could rent it out, and until that time, Jessie could live there. We check out everything that Earl pointed out that he wanted us to repair, or paint. There was not that much to do on the inside, a little electric, and a little sheetrock work. I would do the electric, since I was an electrician, and Jessie would take care of the whole in the wall. I did not know what Dawn was going to do, except sit around, and look pretty, which was no problem for her, hell she even looked good first thing in the morning, and I know of a lot of women wished that they could say that, but what the hell, she was only twenty-three, she was suppose to look good. Earl told us to come on down to the cabin that they were staying in and get something to eat. As soon as he left, I lit up a joint, and said, well let’s work up am appetite, Hehehe! We all got stoned, and Jessie and me threw down a couple of beers, dawn was hitting the tequila pretty hard. I asked them both, you guys ready to go eat, before they come up here looking for us, and smell the pot? Dawn said, they probably don’t even know what pot smell like, I know as old as they are, they have never smoked any. I said, hey you never know, remember they lived here in the hippy days, so you just never know, and it is better to be safe than sorry. Dawn said, I have to change this shirt, and reach down to her sides and pulled that shirt right over her head. She was not wearing a bra, and those two huge boobies swung from side to side. She could have went into the bathroom and changed, but she chose to do it right there in front of Jessie. I almost laughed, as Jessie’s mouth dropped open, and Dawn ask him, you don’t mind do you? Jessie smiled and said, hell no I don’t mine, and honey, you have some nice fucking tits! She lifted them up, and said, you mean theses? Those boobies were so full, and her nipple were as big around as a silver dollar, with a nipple that stuck out kike a cigarette filters, they were huge, and I sure got my money’s worth out of them. She went to her bag, got out another shirt, put in on and said, let’s go eat!
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We walked out of the front door, onto the old front porch. It faced the road, and I said what do you hear? Dawn was the first to speak, and she said, I don’t hear anything. I replied, exactly; it is quiet out here, you don’t hear anything, and that is the way that I like it, no car, bike, tractor trailers, or any other noises that you hear when you live around other people. I would love to live up here, but you know what? Even the quiet would get old after a while, and you can only do so much fishing; although I would like to give that a try, but the bottom line is, there is not that much to do up here in the mountains. Sure it is quiet, and it is beautiful, but if you got hurt, and I mean real bad, you would die, before you got to a hospital. Also, there is no work up here; most of these people either run some kind of farm, so something like that, and or have a store on the main highway, and make money from people driving to Tahoe. There are always lumber jack jobs, and all the jobs that go along with harvesting trees, but those jobs go to the people that have been born here. You are not just going to pop into town and expect to go to work the next day, unless you are related to someone that has been here all of his, or her life. We walked around to the side of the cabin, and checked out the condition of the building, and what we saw we did not like. It had been so long since it had been painted, it was in bad shape, and we knew right away that it was going to take more than two days. I said I wish that I would have come up here first, and checked it out, so I would have known how long it was going to take. I just shook my head, and said well we have to call Eddy, and tell him that we won’t be in for three days more, than we said that we would be up here for. I know he won’t believe us, I know he will think that we are going to be up here partying, and whatnot, and I am glad that I brought my Polaroid camera so we can take before and after pictures, and he will be able to see exactly how much work that there was, and not be pissed. Then we walked to the rear of the building, where a large tree covered the back side of the cabin. I looked at Jessie, and he was poking the side of the house with his knife, and when he did, it penetrated the siding with no effort. That meant that the siding had to be replaced before we could paint!
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Jessie looked at me and said, you had better tell Eddy that we’ll be lucky to get back before next weekend! Did they tell you about all of this dry rot? Do you know how much work is here? I replied, you know what, they probably did not know, I mean, it is not like they live here, they just come up here once in a while. Well, you will be able to tell, when we tell them how much this is going to cost them. If they get a surprised look, then they did not know, and if they did, they won’t be surprised. We will see here in a few minutes. We started down the hill to their cabin, when about half-way there; the front door popped open and out came Earl. He hollered up to us, did you take a look at the building? I wasn’t going to getting into yelling back and forth at one another, so I told him that we will talk when we get down there. Jessie said in a low voice, so that Earl could not hear him, he knows, they were probably looking out of the window, watching us inspect the cabin. I told him ok man; I’ll take care of it. Earl said, come on inside, and get something to eat. Earl kinda grew on you, he was a nice guy, and I just hope that they did not plan on getting over on us. We went inside, and Bertha had all kinds of lunchmeat laid out. There were chips, and pickles, and all kind of stuff to munch on. She told us to sit down at the table, and eat. We all made a couple of sandwiches, and began to eat. Earl sat down and asked, well what do you think are you going to be able to do it all in two days? I said, there is no way we can finish up in two days, try a week, and our boss is going to be pissed-off, as we won’t be there to work, and that means that our friend has to watch the door by himself. Earl said what all did you find wrong, why is it going to take so long? I thought all it needed was a paint job, and a little bit of work on the inside. I told him exactly what was involved in repairing the cabin. Bertha said don’t worry, we will be glad to pay you more money, we just did not know about the dry rot, but if it needs to be fixed, then go ahead and do whatever you have to, and we will pay for it. We’ll make it worth you while.
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We all sat down and began to eat, and Earl was telling us about his airplane, and wanted to know if we wanted to take a ride with him one day. I told him, I’ll have to pass on that one Earl, as I have this height thing. Jessie spoke up and said, hey Earl; I would love to go up with you. Earl looked at Dawn, and she said I’m with Ron; I am keeping my feet on the ground. I couldn’t help but notice Earl checking out Dawns boobs, and they were looking damn good with that t-shirt she had on, which was skin tight, and since she was not wearing a bra, they really did look good, and I didn’t blame old Earl. I looked over a Bertha, and she was watching old Earl checking out dawns boobs, and needless to say, she did not have a happy face on. To break the tension that was in the air, over Dawns boobs, I asked Bertha, no children huh? She told me that they could not have children, which made me think of everything that they had accumulated over the many years that they were together. I just had to ask, I know it is none of my business, but who are you guys leaving everything to, since you have no family? Bertha spoke right up, and proudly said, we are leaving everything to the Indians, well feel that they are getting a bad deal, and we want to help them out. This really made the wheels in my head turn, as I had the thought of being super nice to Earl and Bertha, giving them a good price on the work, and becoming better friends with them, and who knows, they very well leave me something. We finished eating, told Earl and Bertha that we were going back to our cabin, and calling it a night. As Dawn stood up, her boobs bumped the table, as they were so big, it was hard for her to get up without them hitting something. I looked over at Jessie, and I saw the look on his face, and he knew that we were getting into a pile later on that night!
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We told Earl and Bertha that we were tired and needed to go to bed. She told us; well I have to go up there with you guys, and get your bedding. I guess you guys can figure everything else, out for yourselves. I told her that she did not have to climb that hill to get to the other cabin, just tell us where it is, and we’ll do the rest, if nothing else, I can make a bed. We thanked them for the meal, and headed for the other cabin. Dawn was walking beside of me, Jessie was following us. I turned to say something to him, but he had this giant shit-eating grin on his face, and took his hands and pointed at Dawn butt, making a grabbing motion. He definitely knew that he was going to get some of that. I went on to ask him if we had enough beer, he replied yes, and started the hand thing again, and I had to smile, Dawn looked at me and asked, what, what is wrong, and turned and smiled to Jessie, and then asked him, what are you doing back there? Jessie is the kind of guy that if you ask him a question, he will answer it, and he told her, I was just looking at that nice looking butt. She turned to him and gave him a very seductive smile, and smacked herself on her butt, and told Jessie, you couldn’t handle it! I looked back at Jessie, and heard him say in a low voice, we’ll see, Hehehe! When we opened the front door to the cabin, a gush of hot air hit us in the face, and right away, we knew that we should have opened the windows when we first got here. We went inside, and I told them open all of the windows. It had to be over a hundred degrees inside of that cabin. We opened the windows, grabbed a couple of beers, Dawn grabbed her vodka and we all went out on the front porch, sat down. I pulled out my cigarette pack, and pulled out a joint, and we caught a buss. This place was nice and all of that, but it gets too damn hot up here in the mountains. The cabin should at least have a window air-conditioner, to cool it down a bit, as it was ridiculous inside of that cabin, and I had a feeling that it was not going to cool off until the early morning, which that we were not going to get a good nights sleep, so I guess that we will just have to drink enough so we can get some sleep. I guess it was the heat, because I had forgotten all about the pile, and then I thought about the sweat that would be worked up later on that night, and I’ll just bet, after it is over with, we all are going to sleep good!
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I got up to get a beer, asked Jessie if he wanted one, and he said, I have a better idea, why don’t we bring the cooler out here on the porch, that way we don’t have to keep getting up. I replied, hey that sounds good to me. Dawn said; throw a few of those limes in there so they can chill off a bit. I opened the cooler, and decided to put more beer in, so that could get cold, and while I was at it I threw in some limes. I picked it up. And thought, there must be more beer in there than I thought, this sucker is heavy. I took it out to the front porch, and sat it down between Jessie’s, and my chairs. Dawn said; give me a chunk of ice. I opened the cooler, and got a chunk about the size of an egg and handed it to her. She lay back in the lounge chair, pulled up her T-shirt, where her nipples were just about showing. She was indeed a sexy chick and she knew it. She took the ice and rubbed it all over her stomach, and lower chest, and under those large boobs. I think that she didn’t want to look to trashy, but it was too late for that now. I leaned over and told her to give me the piece of ice. I took it and rubbed it all over her nipple on the outside of her T-shirt, and it became hard right away. I looked at her face, and I could see that she was digging it, and then she really freaked Jessie and me out, she looked down to the other cabin where Earl and Bertha were, to make sure they could not see. She leaned back in the lounge chair, got a very seductive look on her face, and lifted up her T-shirt and exposed those two perfect boobs, and said, why don’t you do it the right way, and put it right on my nipples. I said, that was what I was thinking, I opened the cooler, and got Jessie a piece, and asked him to help. I saw that look on Jessie’s face, and hot or not, we were about ready to get in a pile and party. As Jessie circled her nipple with the ice, and I began to play with her other nipple, she started moving around in the chair. She reaches up and grabbed the Front of Jessie’s shirt and pulled him down to her, and she put a yard of tongue down his throat, and Jessie’s hand found her other boob, and he began to squeeze it, and she became even more responsive and started to arch her body upwards and moan. I figured I would top it off, so I reached down and unzipped her jeans; I slid my hand down under her panties until I reached her pubic hair, she couldn’t take any more, and told Jessie to hang on for a minute, and slid her Jeans down to her ankles, and kick them off. Laid back down and spread her legs apart, so I could do as I wanted. I slid my hand back down that flat smooth stomach to the top of her panties. She was really letting out very sensual moans, and I could tell that she was ready, to make sure. I slid my hand down between her legs, until I reached the spot that was drenched, as she was very excited, to say the least. I immediately took off my clothes, and stood right beside her face. I told Jessie, have at it my man, he couldn’t get his clothes off quick enough, and as he was trying to get his pants off, he fell down, but jumped right back up, and climbed right on top of Dawn. I heard her let out a little moan, and I turned her face around to where I was standing, she knew right away what I wanted her to do. Everybody got off, and I told them, let’s take it inside. Everyone gathered up their clothes, and went inside, threw them on the floor and we all jumped into the bed, and we partied all night long.
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The next morning, and I mean early in the morning, I heard someone banging on the front door. I yelled, who is it, and I heard Bertha say, it is time to get up. After you guys get dressed, come on down to our place, and I’ll fix your breakfast. Even as hung-over as we all were, breakfast sounded real good. We started to get dressed, I rolled over and put my arm's around Dawn, and not that I meant to grab her boob, I couldn’t help, as they were allover the place. Dawn being the horney thing little thing that she was, rolled over to face me, and gently kissed my lower lip, then bit it, and asked, you want to fool around? Having that gorgeous sweet body next to mine, I could not say no. I looked over at Jessie, and asked, how about round three, or whatever, I lost count last night. Jessie got a big shit-eating grin on his face, threw the covers back, and said this is the only way to start the day. The positions that we got into were out of hand, as a matter of fact, I fell out of the bed one time, as I lost my balance and fell, but jumped right back in the bed and finished what I started. I don’t know how long we were in the morning pile, but I heard Bertha yelling up to us to come and eat. I went to the window and yelled back down to her that we were taking showers, and we would be down in a minute. Jessie and Dawn were already taking a shower, and I heard a bunch of moaning going on, so I opened the bathroom door, and had to laugh, as Jessie and Dawn were going at it again. Well I surely wasn’t going to stand there and watch so I said, move over and make room, I’m coming in. Once in, I kinda had second thoughts, as the shower was hardly big enough for one person, and when three were in there, you felt like a sardine in a can. When you want to do something bad enough, you find a way to do it, and I figured out, that if you opened the shower door, there was enough room. Sure the floor got wet, but that could be cleaned up with a towel, and all of us fucking in the shower was rather erotic, to say the least, and the space being small, just made it more sensual. We heard Bertha yelling again, and I said we have to get down there before she has a cow. (Need some extra, money to pay your bills? Go to, http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB)
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We got out of the shower, and I told them, that is the only way to start the day! As I was getting dressed, I watched Dawn go into her overnight bag, and she pulled out a bra, leaned over so that she could fit those big boobies in it, and after she got herself together I asked her, so what is up with the bra, I didn’t think you even had one. She looked at me and smiled, and said, you know how hard it is to work with, and she lifted her boobs up, and said, with these swinging around? I said, actually I never thought about to tell you the truth, but I can see what you mean. She then put on these skimpy pink panties on, and stood there in front of Jessie and me, and asked well what you guys think. I told her, if we didn’t have to go down and eat, I would show you what I think! God that was a healthy girl, and she knew it. We finished getting dressed and headed on down to eat breakfast. I knocked on the door, and heard Bertha yell, come in! I opened the door, and the smell of bacon cooking really got my hunger Johnson jumping. Earl said, we did not think that you guys were going to eat breakfast. I told him, well when you have three people wanting to take a shower, it takes time, sorry about that. Earl asked do you know everything that you will need to fix the house. I asked Jessie, you know everything that we need, right? Jessie replied, yeah everything except the paint, I don’t know what color they want. Bertha said I would like something light, a neutral color. I asked her, how about Navajo white, and for the trim, Mesa brown? She said, oh yes, that sounds perfect, and it will go with the rest of the cabins, which you guys will probably be painting as well. How do you want your eggs? We all said how we want our eggs cooked, and Earl said, after he took a sip of his coffee, and spilled it down the front of his shirt, after we eat, we’ll go get the material, okay? I said it sounds good to me. When we first came through the door, not only did I smell the bacon, but I smelled something else that I could not put my finger on. Then Bertha opened the oven and pulled a large bowl of homemade biscuits, and they sure looked good. I said, I can’t remember when the last time I had homemade biscuits, and they smell wonderful. We stuffed ourselves, and headed foe the hardware store to get the material.
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Well it is a good thing that we had the van, as we had to get some siding, and even as it was, we still had to leave the back doors opened because it would not fit in the van I told Jessie that we needed to get a red flag and tie it on the end of the siding so that we didn’t get a ticket. I walked over to the door, and ripped off a red flag and got some string to tie it on with. Earl finally finished paying for everything, and came out of the store. I told him that we had to stop and pick up some beer, and we would meet him back at the cabins. He asked me if I knew how to find the cabins, and I told him that I did. He got into his car, and then he got out and walked over to the van. He stuck his hand in his pocket, pulled out his money, pulled off a twenty dollar bill, and asked if that would be enough to get the beer with. I took the twenty and said, that will be plenty, thank you. He got back in his car and took off. I told Jessie that would buy one case, but one case would not last long in this heat, so we picked up two cases, and cigarettes. I asked Dawn if she needed any vodka, and of course she said that she did, so I got her another fifth, and could not figure how she drank so much, and did not get drunk; she could hold her liquor. By the time we got back to the house, I expected to see Earl’s car, but it was not there, and I wondered where he could be, and then I remembered how slow he drives. As we unloaded the van I heard a car pull up, and it was Earl I told him that I was wondering what happened to him, I was about to go out and look for him. Then I saw him reach into the back seat and pull out some grocery bags, and then I knew where he went. I asked him if he needed any help with the bags, he said no, and walked down the hill to their cabin. We started to pull off the old rotted siding; I had it set up where Jessie and me would do the demolition, and Dawn would carry it around front and put it into a pile. The siding was so rotted that it almost fell off on its own, which made the job a lot easer.
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I watched Dawn bending over picking up the rotted wood, God she had a beautiful butt on her. I thought about the last night, and it started to get me excited, so I had to give my brain a break and think about something else. Jessie asked me if I would give him a hand with some more of the material. I told him, yeah, sure! What do you need to get? As he watched Dawn walk to the street with an armful of debris. He said that chick knows how to fuck! I would like to stop work and go get into another pile. I told Jessie, look I have already been thinking about that all morning long. Does she have a killer body, or what? She is built like a brick shit-house, young and healthy! What more could you ask for, and you know something else, she liked it as much as we did, if not more. I mean think about being with two chicks, and how much more sensual it is, come on man, two on one! She loves it. And that is why she does it with us both. Remember that chick that you had at your old apartment, the one you turned me onto that day, and you know I don’t know why you didn’t come in and get in a pile? He told me, that chick was a pain in my ass; all she did was complain, moan and groan, and I almost brought her with us. I will tell you one thing, if she would have come; you know that desert we drove through, that is as far as she would have made it before I killed her. Plus on top of that, she was a bad fuck! I said yeah I know I just didn’t want to say anything. But once she had some dope in her, it was an altogether story. Remember a couple of weeks before we split, when we got in that pile with her? Well she was hella good that night, and you are right, she was a pain in the ass. Dawn came back and asked us, so what I’m the only one that has to work?
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We laughed and said, yeah right, you have the easy job. She looked at Jessie and me and smiled, and said, Oh yeah! By the way, I am not deaf, I heard you two talking about my butt. I didn’t hear it all, she turned her head, to try and look at her butt, and then patted it, and asked, and so do I have something on me? I looked at her, smiled and said you sure do have something on you. Jessie cracked up, and said, come on lets get back to work, or we will be up here when it snows! Jessie and me went back to tearing off the rest of the siding. I watched Dawn keep brushing off her butt, as she just knew that there was something on her jeans. She looked over at me and said, are you going to tell me what is on the back of my jeans, or do I have to take them off and look for myself? I replied, taking them off sounds hella good to me, Hehehehe! Jessie said, yeah that sounds good to me too, and smiled. I had to get to give it a break, so I told her, there is nothing on your jeans, and we were talking about what a nice looking ass you had. Her face got red and she said why didn’t you just say that in the first place, and I would be tripping! I replied, got to have a little fun once in a while. She said, yeah okay, I’ll remember that! I heard the door to Earl and Bertha’s cabin close, and looked down to see old Earl walking up that hill. I went back to doing what I was doing, as I knew that it would be a while before he got to where we were. I heard the door open once more, and heard Bertha yell to Earl, tell them we will be eating in a few minutes. Earl got a funny look on his face and said, I guess that you guys heard that. I think she is going to try one of her recipes on you guys. Those two were an on going comedy, but they were in love, to the death. I thought that it was too bad they didn’t have any children, that way Bertha could try her food on them. As Earl got closer, I went over and turned down the music, so I could hear what Earl had to say. When he got to our cabin, he had to walk through the flower bed to get to us. Once there he put his hands on his hips, and said I need to take a picture of that. This gut I hired a few years back was supposed to fix all of this. He turned and started back down the hill, and I heard him mumble, I know I shouldn’t have hired that guy.
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I looked over at Dawn and Jessie and asked them, you guys ready for a break? They both agreed and we went inside of the cabin. Dawn got her bottle and bag of sunflower seeds, unscrewed to top, and took a big swig. God I don’t how she drinks that Tequila straight, that shit is nasty tasting, and I don’t care what you mix with it, it is still nasty. At least the Vodka, you can mix juices with it and cover up that taste, she drinks that shit straight as well. I get Jessie and me a beer, dawn sitting on the edge of the bed eating sunflower seeds. All that work, just to get a little seed, I don’t know why she just doesn’t buy them already shucked? Bottom line, you can get more seeds without sitting around for hours shucking them. Oh well, each to his, or her own. I don’t care how good they are, there not worth all of that trouble. It was getting really hot, and we threw down those two beers and got two more. We heard Bertha yelling for us to come down and eat lunch. Dawn said lets get this over with, and she took another swig of her Tequila. And we headed fro their cabin. As we were walking down the hill, we were up high enough to see the roof, and we noticed that the roof was just about shot, and needed to be replaced. I told Jessie, well I guess that will be the next project when we come back up. Jessie said that the roof needed to be replaced before winter got there. I told him, I don’t know if we should say anything or not, because Bertha would want us to stay and fix it before we went back. If we did, we would not have a job when we did get back.
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When we walked up to the front door we also noticed that their cabin needed a paint job as well. The screen door needed to be replaced, the wooden deck had rotted boards on it, and they needed to be replaced before someone fell through it. These cabins hadn’t been kept up, and now it is going to cost a pretty penny to get them back in shape. I couldn’t believe that Bertha let them go this long, now they are going to pay big time to get these entire thing fixed. I knocked on the front door, and heard Bertha say come in. I looked at the dinning room table, and Bertha had all kinds of lunch meat, cheese and nice hard rolls. She said help yourselves; Earl and me have already eaten, so eat as much as you want. Bertha was smart; she brought paper plates, that way she didn’t have to wash dishes, or waste water. We all sat down and Bertha asked us how it was going at the other cabin. I told her that we might get through quicker than we thought, as the siding went a lot faster then Jessie figured. Now we are starting the prep work so we can start to paint first thing in the morning, while it is cool. I can’t believe how hot it gets up here in the mountains, what is up with that anyway? She said that it gets a lot hotter than it is right now. I am thinking how damn hot does it get up here? She told us that in August and September it really gets hot, it is not like the city. She said that she liked the city better than all this heat and they very seldom came up here any more, as they were getting to old, and they were thinking about selling the cabins, not because they needed the money, but they just couldn’t handle the ride up here and back, just too long. I asked her what they were going to sell them for. She told me that they were going to sell them in a package deal, where someone buys all three, as they did not want to have to take the time to come up here three different times, and that she wasn’t worried about it; she has already had a few offers, as these cabins were easy to sell. We finished lunch and headed back to the other cabin. (Want to make some very easy money? Go to, http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB and make, $$$$$$$)
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When we reach the other cabin, I told Jessie that Dawn and I would start the scrapping and sanding and priming, and he could finish up the back of the cabin. Jessie was a very handy guy, he could do just about anything, and whatever he did was perfect, but he hated to paint. When I first told him about coming up here and painting this cabin, I saw his face scrunch up, but when I told him how much we would make, that was a different story altogether. He would probably take his time on the back, so he wouldn’t have to paint that much. Hey I can dig it, there are a lot of things that I don’t like to do either but we all can use the extra money, and before it is all over with we are going to make a lot of money off of Earl and Bertha, and that I love. It‘s funny that it took all of this time to get in a pile with Dawn, she probably would have went for it a long time ago, as she was definitely a party chick, I am glad that I brought my camera so I can get the before and after pictures, and I may take a picture of Dawn in the buff, as she is beautiful. I would like that. I like this chick because she doesn’t play games, she is straight up with you, and you can trust her, and you can’t say that about too many people now days! God it was so damn hot, the sweat was pouring off of our bodies and I didn’t know how much longer we could work in this heat. It had to be in the hundreds. Dawn was sweating so bad, her T-shirt was soaked, and she might as well not had on a T-shirt, as you could see those big boobs, and her large pink nipples. About that time, I heard the door to the other cabin slam and saw Good old Earl climbing the hill. Then I got a smile on my face, as I couldn’t wait until he saw Dawns boobs. I know that it has been a very long time since he had seen a big beautiful, young set of boobies like Dawn had. I kept catching him looking at her boobs while we were eating: I can’t wait until he sees Dawns T-shirt. As he was coming around the big bush, I heard him saying that I was too hot for us to be working, and he didn’t want to see anyone get heat stroke. Dawn had her back to him and he saw the back of her T-shirt, and he said, you guys are really sweating, you need to give it a break, and wait until it cools down a bit, and as he was talking Dawn turned around and when Earl saw her boobs, he stopped right in the middle of a word, and began to stutter. I almost busted out laughing, but thought better of it. He could not take his eyes off of her boobs, and he had better hope that Bertha doesn’t come up here, or he really will be at a loss for words. Dawn saw him staring at her boobs, and I was hopping that she didn’t say something off the wall, but she was cool, and just turned back around and started sanding again.
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After Earl had gotten about half way down the hill, Dawn turned around, smiled and said in a low voice, dirty old man! Hehehe! Can’t say as I blamed good old Earl, as Dawn did have one helluva set of boobies on her, and I know that Earl hasn’t seen boobies like that in a very, very long time, as a mater of fact, he will probably go back to his cabin and try to get Bertha to give him a little bit, that is if they still have sex! As I watched Dawn sanding the siding, not only were her boobs swaying from side to side, but that sweet butt was swaying the same, and it was starting to make me horny, and I wanted to take her in the house right now and do the wild thing! She was one beautiful chick, and she was a natural blond, I found that out the first night we had sex. The thought of that was making me horny as well. Jessie came from the back of the house, and asked, what did Earl want? Dawn looked down the hill to make sure that Earl was not in hearing distance, and she said, he just came up here to check out my tits. You missed it Jessie, when he saw my tits, he could not even talk without stuttering. She grabbed a boob in each hand, squeezed them and said I’ll bet it has been a long time since he has seen a pair like these. Jessie laughed and said, butter watch out, Earl might take you back in the bushes, and get a heart attack. Ha Ha Ha! Jessie was checking out Dawns boobs, and they did look hella good, and with her T-shirt all wet, it left nothing to the imagination, you could see everything, just as if she had no T-shirt on at all. Jessie said, look it is too damn hot, lets take a break, before one of us fall out. I said that sound like a good idea, let’s go inside and grab a beer. When we got inside of the cabin, Dawn said, I have to get out of this sweaty T-shirt, and she pulled it over her head and threw it on the bed. Then she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down to her ankles, and kicked them off. She stood there looking at Jessie and me, looking at her. She said what? What are you guys staring, you act like you have never seen my tits before. I said I could never get enough of your boobs, and I want to come over there right now, and grab them, as they are looking hella good. She said, I know what you are thinking, and it is too hot, and I am too sweaty. I’m taking a shower you boys want to join me?
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Jessie looked at me, I looked back at him, and we both jumped up, and started to get undressed. We were like a couple of kids waiting foe the last bell to ring, so we could go home. The one bad thing was the damn shower was too small, and we were packed in there like sardines. Jessie was in front of Dawn, I was behind her, with my hands on both boobies, and rubbing myself up against her back side. Jessie was kissing her, and she was pushing back against me, and I knew right away what she wanted. I knew this was going to be tough to do, because of the small space, but I was all worked up, so I was going to make it happed, one way, or another. The shower sex went on for some time, because it was so awkward, we had to keep trying different ways to do it. A while later, we finally finished, and I told myself that the next time that I had sex in that shower, it would just be Dawn and me. We got dressed, and decided to go and check out the mountains, to see if we could a good place to camp, in case we wanted to come back up here. I went down the hill to tell Bertha and Earl that we were going to go get some beer and cigarette, and asked them if they needed anything, and they said no. Then something happened that really freaked me out. Bertha, said hey why don’t you guys go check out Sly Park, it is a really nice campground, and they have a beautiful lake there. I looked at her with a look of amazement on my face, and said, yeah right, we will do that, where it at? She said just get back on Route 50, and goes about ten or so miles, and look for the sign on the right hand side of the road. After you turn, just follow the sign, and have some fun. I still could not believe that she told me that, but I wasn’t going to sound like I was crazy and say something to them about us going and looking for a state park. I turned and told them thank you and headed back up the hill. Dawn and Jessie were sitting on the front porch waiting for me. It was so hot, I was already sweating again, and I just got out of the shower. Jessie said, I thought that you were going to stay down there. What took you so long? I told them about what Bertha said to me, and the first thing out of Dawns mouth was that doesn’t sound too good. Maybe we should not go, just stay here, because that is just too weird! (Want to make money using your twitter account. Go to http://Bit.ly3HxDUB)
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Jessie said, you mean it is like ridding the broom on you. I said, that is just an old wife's tale, come lets get going so we can have some extra time to kill, before having to go back to work later on. We grabbed the cooler and put it in the van, everybody got in, and Dawn said, wait a minute, I forgot something. She opened the side door and ran back to the cabin. A minute later, she came back out with her Tequila. God only knows, she can't forget that! We got on Route 50, and headed for Sly Park. On the way we stopped and got some more beer and some cokes for Dawn. As we drove down 50, I noticed how beautiful it was up here in the mountains, and just knew that we would be coming back another time. A half of an hour had gone by and we saw the sign, Sly Park State Park. We turned and it didn't look a park to me, then we saw another sign that said to turn left. We turned and it started to look like the forest. We finally got to the ranger station, and the ranger tried to charge us for going in. I told him that we were not camping; we just wanted to check it out for a future trip. He told us, Ok, just don't be longer than thirty minutes, and we said that hopefully it would not take that long. We drove in and followed the road that led to the camping area. Then we saw the lake, it was huge, and beautiful, and I then knew for sure that we would be back. We got out and sat on a picnic drank a beer. God it was so damn nice, I wanted to stay but we had to get back to the cabin to work!
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I wish I had brought my camera with me so I could have taken a picture. This place, the lake and everything else was absolutely beautiful. I listened to the music on the car radio, and thought how funny it looked with the children playing at the waters edge. I looked at Dawn and Jessie, and asked, you guys about ready to head on back. Dawn said that it was so peaceful here, she never wanted to leave, and Jessie said I wish that we had brought our fishing poles. That lake looks like it is full of huge trout. I told them, next time we come; we will stay for a few days. When we got back to Route 50, I looked across the highway and saw a sign that said, The Icehouse. We were just about out of beer so I decided to go to the Icehouse and get some more. It was a bitch getting across the highway as the cars were flying by. This one car almost got us I nailed it and just barely made it, to then be confronted with a very large logging truck that almost took us out as well. It was a damn good thing that I had a bad motor under the hood, and I knew how to drive very well, or we would have bit the bullet that day. I told Jessie, these people think that this road is a fucking racetrack. Dawn said, I thought that logging truck was going to hit us, and I braced for the impact. Well guys, I hope that your beer almost got us killed!
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We started up this very small mountain road, and we noticed that the lane going down the mountain had these deep groves in the asphalt. I asked Jessie, so what do you think did that? Jessie said he didn’t have a clue, but whatever it was, it was very heavy. We are starting to climb this mountain, this sucker was big. No guard rails, no nothing to keep you from going over the side, and I didn’t like it one bit. I told Jessie, don’t you thing that it is weird that there is no traffic on this road? Jessie said, everyone is probably at work, and I wonder how far it is to this Icehouse store. Dawn said we should have just got the beer where we got it on the way to Sly Park. I you are not very adventurous, are you? She replied, yes I am, but this road looks like it is going nowhere, and I think we should turn around before we end up in another state. I said, well if you look around, there is no place to turn around. About that time, we came up on this hairy turn, and as I was holding tight to the steering wheel, I looked up and saw this giant logging truck barreling ass down the mountain. As he went you, it made a helluva noise, and you could feel the wind that the truck created, which almost blew me off the road. When finally went by, I said, shit that was so damn close, and now you know how those groves got into the asphalt. Man I don’t believe those logging trucks go that fast down the mountain. And I wonder how many don’t make those heavy duty turns. Well I think it is all about time, they get paid by the load, and the quicker that he get the logs from point A to point B. he can reload and start all over again. Then I saw another one way across the mountains, at least I know this one in coming, that last one almost made me shit my pants. I kept looking for the truck to come around one of the turns, but no truck. We came to another opening where you could see way far ahead, and there was that truck. When we first saw the truck, it looked like it was pretty close, but when we saw it; the road must have winded way around the mountains. When we came to another sharp turn, the truck was flying around the turn. This thing was so heavy that the road shook, which made me think that we should turn around before we get killed.
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After the truck went by, I said you know we are still climbing, how fucking height is this mountain? My ears are stopped up. Dawn said, mine are to, and she pinched her nose together and blew. She said now that’s better; now give me one of those cokes Jessie. I said yeah, give me a Bud, how many do we have left? Jessie opened the cooler and said we have six left! I said well that should be enough to go to that store. You know, as far as we have come, it would be stupid it turn around, I mean, how fucking far could it be? What, we have been on this road for at least forty-five; it has to be close, like in this state. Then we finally reached the peak of the mountain, and saw a sign that said, Icehouse Two Miles Ahead. I said it is about time. A little while later we saw an arrow with a sign that said, The Icehouse. When we turned we saw this real long log cabin kind of building with just two gas pumps out front. The first thing that popped into my mind was this place must be a little gold mine. There had to be fifteen cars parked out front, which made me, wonder where they all came from. I didn't see one house on the way up here. We all got out, stretched our legs. I asked them, you guys going inside? They both said that they just had to see the inside of the place!
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I pointed out a sign that said, Budweiser on tap. I said, well at least they sell beer, let’s go in. We went through these solid heavy wooden doors, and then we were at the bar, which was full, with the exception, of three stools at the end where we were. I asked them, you guys want to get a drink? They went right for the three stools, without saying a word. I said, well I guess that means you do; order me a beer; I have to go out and move the van. I looked around and this place was full of weird looking people. I turned to walk out of the door, when the bar tender said, you want to pay for your gas. I told him, I can pay it now, or I can pay it when I come back in. He said, okay I’ll trust you! I told him, hey I’m leaving these two as collateral, if I run off, and they can always wash dishes until the gas is paid for. The bar tender laughed and told to it was ok; he’d catch me when I came back in. As I was pumping the gas, I started to think how weird that there were three seats right where we came in, like they were waiting for us. I filled the tank, and parked the van and went back inside. When I came through the doors this time, I noticed a bunch of pictures on this wall. The pictures had people holding up big trout, and stringers of trout. As I was checking out the pictures, I came across a picture that freaked me out. It was a picture of me, and I knew for a fact that I had never been up there before. I looked at the picture very closely and it was me, this was just too fucking weird. I called to Dawn and Jessie to come over here and check out something. Jessie got there first and said well there is some place around here that those fish came from. I pointed to the picture of me, and said do you believe that, I have never been here before, so how did they get my picture. Dawn leaned over and said that is you, or your twin brother. We went back and sat down; I asked the bar tender, so where did those pictures come from? He replied, from the lake, didn’t you see it? We said, no we didn’t. He told us that people, who catch fish, put their pictures up there. I asked him, you got a minute, and he said he did, and I took him to the picture board, and pointed to the picture, and he said, you when you walked through the door, I thought that you were Bob. You guys could pass for twins. I school my head and went back to my stool and ordered a shot of Jack. I told Jessie, well you know what the say, everyone has a double, and I guess that one is mine! (Automate with twitter, and make lots of extra cash. Go to, http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB, and check it out!)
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The bar tender gave us our drinks, and asked put these on you tab. I told his yeah go ahead. I also told him that now I know why all of these people come here for, the hamburgers. He laughed, and said, not really. They come here to see my pretty face, Ha Ha Ha! He then said, no the burgers are the best around, and they come from miles away, just to get one. Most of the people that you see here, with the exception of a few fishermen that are down at the other end of the bar, are regulars, and they come in every day. I told him yeah we work in a bar as well, and I’ll tell you one thing, it is nothing like this place. Both my buddy and me said that we wish that the bar we work in was half this mellow, but then again, on the other hand, if it was, we would not have a job. He asked, are you guys bar tenders? I told him no, we were bouncers in a San Francisco, in the Mission district. He smiled and said you get a lot of Mexicans it there don’t you? I said yeah pretty much, and when they get drunk, they like to fight, and usually a bunch of them get into it, so we have our work cut out for us. There are three of us, the other guy works for the school district during the day, and the bar at night. He is a huge guy, and most of the people who come in there know him, and know better that tomes with him, I’ll say one thing, it does get exciting now and then. You have it made here, everybody is nice and mellow. He told us, during the summer, when we have all of the campers, and fishermen coming in, we have a scuffle every once in a while, and I don’t even have to come out from behind the bar, my regulars take care of it for me. About that time, the cook came out with burgers and sat them in front of us. I grabbed mine, and felt how soft the bun was, and how hot it was. This was a good burger, and I tore into it. The bar tender told us to give him a holler when we were ready for more drinks. I got the catsup and squirted and big pile on my plate, and began to dip my fries into it. God that was a good meal!
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The bar tender asked us if we were ready for another beer, and we said that we were. When he came back I just had to ask him if that guy bob comes in a lot, and he told me that he only comes in a couple of time a week, and he was there yesterday. I told him well that is my luck, a day late, and a dollar short. I sure would have liked to have met him. You have to admit, that is very strange to say the least. Well when he comes back in; make sure that you tell him that his twin was in. He replied, Oh you had better believe I going to tell him, he will be as surprised as you are. We drank one more beer, paid the bar tender, left a nice tip, and went into the other part of the place, got some more beer and cokes and headed on back to the cabin. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful it was up here. We don’t have mountains this big back east, least ways, you ears don’t pop. Jessie told me to look at the side of the mountain in front of us, he said the trees are all burnt at the bottom, which means that there was a forest fire up here at one time, which is a good thing to remember, as I would not want to be camping up here and have everything catch on fire, and nowhere to run. By the time we got back, it was almost too late to go back to work. Then I heard Earl’s cabin door shut, and saw him climbing up the hill. He was almost there, and he yelled out, we were wondering what happened to you guys. I told him; yeah we got lost, and had a helluva time finding our way back here. He said you didn’t follow my instructions did you? I said yeah, there was no problem getting there; we just took the wrong turn coming back.
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He said Bertha is making you guys a nice big dinner, because of the work that you are doing for us. You know, I used to do all of this, but I got too old to do anything anymore. Last time I tried to paint, I fell off of the latter, and broke my arm, so Bertha told me that from them on, we would hire someone to do it, so that I did not kill myself. I will tell you, while you guys are young, have the best time that you can, because one day you are young, and full of energy, the next day you have to hire someone to do what you used to do. Getting old is for the birds, now Bertha and I are just waiting to die, and I already know that I will go first, because Bertha is a lot healthier than I am. She never smoked, I did, and now I’m paying for it. I am not going to preach to you, but you guys keep smoking, and I guarantee that one day, you will remember this conversation, and wished that you would had taken my advice and quit smoking. I have lost all of the people that I knew, and just about all of them were smokers, and now they are all dead. I quit fifteen years ago, and I think that it was too late then, and I do feel it now. Do what you want, but you are hearing the voice of experience, and you had better take heed, and listen to what I am telling you, before it is too late. Dinner will be ready in about two hours, right around dusk. I told Earl okay, and he turned and went back down the hill. As soon as he was out of ear range, I said, shit! If I live as long as he has, I will be grateful as hell. He has to be in his 80’s; I didn’t think that I was going to make it to my 30’s. Ha Ha Ha! Jessie said, well we had better get back to it, as we lost a lot of time up there on that mountain, and that has put us way behind. Dawn said, I am with you, if I live that long, I will be surprised.
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We got back on the house, and Jessie was running out of thing to fix, which meant that, like it or not, he was going to have to paint. I watched Dawn sanding away on the siding, and not getting anywhere. I walked over to where she was working, and took out my scrapper and told her try this, and I took it and knocked off a big piece of old paint, and told her, see how easy that was. She said, you know if you had giving me that a long time ago, my job would have been a lot easier. I replied I gave you one when we first started, what did you do with it? I saw a puzzled look come to her face, and she said, shit! That’s right you did, what did I do with it? I asked her, where did you use it last? She replied, I don’t know! I said, well we need to find it because I need to use that one. We started to walk around the house, looking for the scrapper, and couldn’t find it anywhere. I told Dawn, it didn’t grow legs and walk away; think where the last time that you used it was? She got a dumb look on her face and said I never have used it! I told her to go and see if Jessie had it, and I’ll keep looking. As I walked around to the front of the cabin, I glanced at the porch, and right under the chair that Dawn sits in, was the scrapper. It must have fallen out of her pocket when she was sitting down. I yelled for her to come to the front of the cabin. As she turned the corner, and saw me standing there with the scrapper in my hand, she asked, so where did you find it? I said, right under the chair that you sit in. She took it out of my hand, and told me that she would hang on to it this time. We went back to work, scrapping and sanding, until we reached the corner. That was the worse part of the house as the sun beat down on it all day long. I told Dawn, well I glad that is done; the rest will be a piece of cake.
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I yelled to Jessie, Hey lets give it a break and get cleaned up for dinner! Dawn patted her stomach and said, shit! I’m still full from eating that giant burger. I’ve seen a lot of burger’s hitching all over California for a long time, and I have eaten in every burger place that there is, and I have never even come close to getting one that big. That is the first time I have never eaten everything on my plate, that sucker was huge! I hope I can eat whatever Bertha is fixing, because I don’t want to piss her off, and get her mad at me. She looked down at the front of her T-shirt, saw all of the dirt from sanding the building, and started to brush herself off. Those boobies were just jumping all over the place. I told her, keep it up, and we will have to go take care of business. She replied, promises, promises! I’m ready, let go, there ain’t nothing like having a little sex after a hard days work! I knew that she was joking, but then she said, what the hell, let’s go. (Turn your twitter account into an ATM machine, go to http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB, and check it out!)
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Jessie came around the corner, and I said, PILE time! Jessie said, not me, you guys go ahead and have at it, I’m too fucking tired. What? Did you guys get some kind of aphrodisiacs or something? How can you think about that after working in this hot sun today? I told him, Jessie, I think you are getting old my man! Ha Ha Ha! Come on Dawn, let’s go take a shower. She said, you lead the way, I’m right behind you! After getting inside of the house, I started to come out of my clothes. Dawn said, I heed a hit, and she got her Tequila, unscrewed the top and took a big swig, and asked me if I wanted some, and I said no, and finished getting undressed. Dawn started to get undressed, I went into the bathroom, and turned on the shower so it would heat up. Dawn came into the bathroom buck ass naked, she came to me and put her hands behind my neck and pulled me to her. Once those boobies started to rub against my chest, I could wait no more. I put my hands on those nice firm hips and pull her tight to me, then I rapped my arms around her back, and she began to let out small sexual moans, and that told me that she was ready. She was really getting turned on, and then out of the blue, I hear Jessie yell to us, you better hurry up, Earl just hollered, that it was time to eat. I saw Bertha’s telling us to come and eat and it totally blew the mood. Dawn didn’t want to stop, and I had to tell her to look down, she did, and said, shit! That fucking old witch! Alright, but we are going to finish this after dinner. I told her, you can bet on that!
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We got dressed and walked down to the other cabin. Earl opened the door before we even knocked, which meant he was looking out the window, and waiting for us to get there. Earl said we did not know if you guys were coming down or not. Sit down and eat. I told him that we didn’t want to come down there all dirty, so we had to take a shower, and that shower is so small, it took time for us to shower. Dawn kicked my foot that was under the table, and I looked over at her and she had this grin on her face that was telling me what a liar I was. I said something smells good, and I sure am hungry, and Dawn kicked my foot once again. Bertha said, I fried up some chicken, and I made some home made potato salad, also a nice garden salad. Ya’ll need to get some veggies in you, when you work in the heat, you need food for energy, or you’ll fall out. She went to the refrigerator and starts to bring out all of the food that she had made, and even though I was not all that hungry, that chicken looked hella good. She sat it in the middle of the table and told us to dig in. I grabbed a leg, my favorite part of the chicken, and even though she had it in the refrigerator, it was still crunchy, and it was some of the best chicken that I had ever eaten. I looked over at Dawn, and she was tearing a breast up. Even though she wasn’t hungry, she was putting it away. The potato salad was killer as well, and the garden salad was just what we needed, as we were drinking too much. I looked over at Dawn and she was going to town. She stopped eating long enough to tell Bertha that her potato salad was the best that she had ever eaten, and could she have some more. Bertha said, why sure you can, eat as much as you like. It has been a long time since I have cooked for anyone else other than Earl was so busy eating; all he could do was nod his head.
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This was a good home cooked meal, something that none of us had had in a very long time, and it hit the spot. I grabbed another piece of chicken, and a little more potato salad. That was a huge hamburger we had for lunch, but you know, when you get something this good to eat, you make room, and I knew that after I ate, I was going to have to kick back and let all of this food digest. Bertha went to the refrigerator, and turned and said, you guys ready for desert? I almost fell out of my chair. I didn’t want to offend Bertha, and not eat any; I just didn’t know where I was going to put it. Then to top it off, she said, I baked this just for you guys, and she pulled out this liked looking chocolate cake. I looked at Jessie and Dawn, raised my eyebrow, and said, you shouldn’t have done that, but it sure was nice of you. She sat it right in front of me and it sure did look, and smell very good. I thought to my self, what can I say to get out of eating this cake. The only thing that I could come up with was, hey Bertha, I’m stuffed, that meal was so good, I made a pig out of myself, so just cut me a very little piece, Jessie and Dawn said the same thing. I watched her cut me a piece of cake, and I knew that she was going to give me a piece that was too big, and sure enough it was a big piece, and I had no idea where I was going to put it. Bertha sat it down in front of me and asked me, that is not too big is it? The only thing that I could say was, I’ll try and eat it, I’m telling you, and I am stuffed. Bertha said, well honey, you eat what you can. She asked Dawn and Jessie, how big of a piece did they want, and took the knife and put it in different places and asked, is this too much? I wish she would have done that with me, oh well! It was a great dinner, but next time I won’t eat so much, as I know there will be desert. (Get this now, before the price goes up. Making money with your twitter account, go to http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB) THIS ONE IS RIGHT!
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I waited for Jessie and Dawn to finish their cake. I looked at Jessie, and I had to smile, because I knew damn well that he could not finish it all. I figured that I would have some fun. I looked over at Jessie and said come on man; you can do it, just a few more bites. Then Bertha said to me, oh stop bullying him, he doesn’t have to eat it all if he can’t. I laughed and told Bertha that if I didn’t hassle Jessie, he would think that something was wrong. Jessie looked up and said, Bertha this is the best cake that I have had in a long time, but I can’t get another bite down, I’m stuffed! I got to thinking, that shit ain’t right, I have to eat all of mine, and Jessie get off of the hook by just saying that he could not eat anymore. I told Jessie, yeah you lucked out, and then Dawn pushed her plate away from her, and said that she too had enough. Again Bertha said that Dawn didn’t have to eat it all if she didn’t want to. I had to cram all of my cake down, to the point I couldn’t move because I was so stuffed. Earl looked at me and said, Bertha can cook, can’t she? I replied, yes she can; it has been a long time since I had a meal like that. I looked over at Bertha and told her, thank you very much for dinner, it hit the spot! She told me, oh it was nothing, and I have to make sure that you guys have food in you stomachs. I said as I pushed my chair away from the dinner table, I have to go up to the other cabin, and digest this great meal. Dawn and Jessie followed suite and we told them good night, and we would see them tomorrow. On the way back up the hill, I told them both, you two suck, I had to eat all of my cake, even though I had no more room, but you two got off without finishing yours. I have to go lay down for a little while, before I pop! Dawn smiled at me and said that is just what I had in mind, Hehehe! I told her, oh no! Not for a little while, I’m telling you I feel like I’m going to puke! Dawn said, oh you are just a lightweight! I’ll give you one hour, and then we are going to finish what we started before dinner. I replied, hey after some of this food moves to where it is supposed go, I’m ready! (http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB)
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As soon as I got in the cabin, I hit that bed. First thing did was hit her Tequila, I just don’t know where she puts it all, as they say; she must have a hollow leg. She asked me if I wanted a beer, and I asked her where she thought I was going to put it. I looked over at Jessie; he was sitting in the arm chair, fast asleep and snoring, something that I should be doing. Then the thought came to mind, if I go take a dump, I’ll make some room so the rest can do its thing, and I won’t be so filled up. I can’t remember the last time that I was that full. Back in Maryland, there was this all you can eat seafood place, and I surely made a pig out of my self every time that I went there, but even as much as I stuffed myself, I have never been as stuffed as I was that day! I laid there with my fingers interlocked behind my head. I watched Dawn take another hit of her Tequila, look at me, and she said fuck it, I might as well lie down too. She came over to the side of the bed, and fell backwards, and ended up on my chest, and almost made me puke. She rolled over, gave me a light kiss on my neck, snuggled up in my arms and she too fell asleep. After a few minutes later she rolled over, and her big boobs were resting on my chest. I’m looking at her, and then looking at those nice boobs, and then that horny monster started up once again. I tried to wake up Dawn, but she was dead to the world, and here I am, horny as hell, and she is asleep. Some days it just doesn’t pay, and then to top everything else, Dawn started to snore. I thought to myself, well shit, I might as well go to sleep too!
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The next thing I knew, I felt somebody rubbing on me; when I opened my eyes, Dawn was rubbing my chest. She told me, I do believe that we have some unfinished business to take care of. Then she slid her hand into my pants, the weird thing was, when I went to sleep, I was all zipped up, now Dawn had excess to my boys. She found what she was looking for, reached over and passionately bit my lower lip, squeezed my boys at the same time, which gave me one helluva rush. Well this surely got me going, and I started to play with her boob, she told me to wait a second, and she sat up and jerked her top off. I looked at her boobs, and grabbed one and squeezed her nipple, which set her into a frenzy. She reached down grabbed my jeans and boxer shorts, and pulled them down to my ankles, slid them off and threw them on the floor. She had that look, and I knew that I was in for one helluva ride. She slid her jeans down her legs, kicked them off, and lay back down beside of me, and started to make out with me. Her tongue was thrashing around in my mouth so fast; I could hardly keep up with her. One thing about Dawn, she loved her sex, and she was well schooled on how to please a man. She pulled away from my lips, and started to gently bit me on my chest, until she got to my nipple, and she started to get carried away, and bit a bit too hard. I told her to take it easy, she looked up at me, smiled and continued on her way to me belly-button, and when she got there, she looked up at me, stuck that tongue in, and then jammed it in. She continued on down until she found what she was after, and went to town on my boys! (Come and make money with me using your twitter account, go to http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB and check it out!)
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We were both really getting into this, and she was making me feel hella good, and she was enjoying it; I think as much as I was. All of a sudden, I hear hey, I don’t believe that you two didn’t wake me up! I looked over and saw Jessie standing there watching Dawn and me, with a big grin on his face. He ask, what about me, am I an orphan or what? Dawn told him, well what are you waiting for, get those clothes off and get in here, and she went back to doing what we both loved. Jessie got undressed and was standing there in his altogether, and asked us. You guys want to take a break and smoke this joint? I really didn’t want dawn to stop, as she was making me feel so damn good, and then she stopped and said, that sounds like a plan, and sat up in the bed. Jessie sat on the side of the bed and fired up the joint. He passed it to Dawn and after she took it, he started to rub her nipple with his index finger, and telling Dawn what a nice set of tits she had. She passed me the joint, reached over and grabbed him and started to make him hard, he said, Oh yeah! And lay back in the bed and she started to give him head, and I’ll have to admit, it turned me on. I could not take any more, Dawn was straddling his legs, and her but was close to the end of the bed, so I got up walked around behind Dawn, and started to play with her, well this turned her on as she opened those legs, as she knew exactly what I had on my mind. The night became a pit of passion, and we had sex every way that you could possibly think of. (Free autobiography at thebirthofviolence.com)
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The next morning I heard Earl knocking on the door, I pull the covers over Dawn so if he saw her, it wouldn’t give him a heart attack. I told him that I would be right there, put on my jeans, and I opened the door. There stood old Earl, and he asked, what are you guys going to sleep all day? Bertha sent me up here, to wake you guys up for breakfast. I heard Dawn moving around, turned to see what she was doing. She had the sheet wrapped around her, and she said, excuse me, I have to use the bathroom. I moved so she could get by, as the space was very limited inside of the cabin. I watched Earl eying her up and down, and I knew what was going through his mind. He was probably praying that she would let the sheet fall to the floor, so he could get a good look at that young beautiful body. I can’t say as I blame him, she was a fine looking woman, and I know that good old Earl hadn’t seen a nice looking set of boobies like Dawn had. Well he must have been praying awful hard, as the sheet she had wrapped around her got snagged on something and it pulled the sheet away from her body, exposing those huge boobs, and that fine body that she had. I thought that Earl’s eyeballs were going to pop out of his head, and Dawn looked back at Earl and said, that she was sorry, and continued to the bathroom. He tried to pay it off, and pretend that he didn’t see anything, but he saw it all, and I know that made his day. I smiled at him, and he turned and said, ya’ll hurry up, or your breakfast will get cold. I watched him walk back down the hill; I closed the door, and asked Dawn, what are you trying to give old Earl a heart attack? She was sitting on the toilet, and looked up at me, and said yeah well, he got a free show, and it is no big deal. Jessie came into the room, all dressed and ready to go. He said, breakfast sounds hella good, and I am hungry enough to eat a horse!
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Dawn and I got into the shower, and having anymore sex was so out of the question, and my boys were raw. While in the shower, Dawn asked me to wash her back, I remembered what happened the last time I washed her back, this time I had to stay away from those boobs, and they were like a switch, touch them, and you have too take care of business. Dawn started to back up, and push herself up against the front of my body, and even though it did feel hella good, I had to stop her. She reached around behind her butt, and grabbed my boys, and I had to say, hey we don’t have time for this, Bertha has made a big breakfast foe us, so we can take care of the later. She went Boo! And laughed! We finished up with our shower and while drying off, Jessie yelled into the bathroom, aren’t you two ready yet, I’m starving. I yelled back that we were just about ready. I watched Dawn bend over to dry off her lower legs, and I know her, she bent over in front of me, trying to get me excited, but it wasn’t going to work, it looked awful temping, with I was just too damn sore. To fix that, I turned around and started to brush my teeth, so I could not see Dawn, We finished up, and headed down to the other cabin, on the way down I commented on how nice the weather was. It was actually beautiful, and that was the only way to start the day. We knocked on the door, and were told to come in, as soon as we opened the door, the smell of breakfast hit you right in the face. Bertha said, grab a seat, how does biscuits, and gravy sound? I looked over at Jessie and said I haven’t had any good biscuits and gravy since we left the east coast. She said, I made theses biscuits from scratch, and I hope that you like them. She went to the oven and pulled out this big plate stacked high with fresh hot homemade biscuits. My mouth started to water, as I could taste them now. She sat the plate of biscuits in the center of the table, the she went to the stove and got this large pan of scrambled eggs, and then she got a big plate of bacon. I told her, Bertha, You have outdone yourself this time, this looks so good, I couldn’t wait. She then came back to the table with a large pitcher with the sausage gravy; the steam that was coming from that pitcher was driving me crazy, and I was just drooling at the mouth. (Let me show you how to make money with twitter, go to http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB, and see how.)
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I told Bertha, this is the best breakfast that I have had since I left the east coast, just absolutely terrific! Earl smiled and said, why do you think that I’ve stayed with her for so long? Bertha told Earl, you had better be quiet, or you won’t get any. Earl laughed and said I haven’t had any in many a moon! I looked over at Dawn, and she was throwing it down as fast as she could get it in her mouth. I looked over at Earl and he was checking out Dawn’s boobs, and Bertha was checking him out, and I had a feeling that after we left, they would have a little talk. I told Bertha, these are some of the best biscuits I have ever eaten, and believe me, I have eaten a lot. I remember when I was young and staying at my Uncles farm for the summer, those folks knew how to cook, but I don’t think that they even came close to these. I watched Jessie finish his breakfast, lean back, patted his stomach and said you are right that is the best biscuits and gravy that I have ever eaten! Everyone cleaned their plates, sat back and we decided what plan of attack we would take on the other cabin. There wasn’t really anything else to do but finish up the painting. We all told Bertha thank you for the great breakfast, and headed back up the hill. I told Jessie that he and Dawn would be using the roller’s to do the siding, and I would come behind them and brush it in. This was working very well, until it started to get hot, so we decide to take a beer, and Tequila break.
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It was so hot, it seemed like when we drank a beer, we sweated it right out. I couldn’t believe how hot it got up here in the mountains. It had to be at least 105 degrees, and getting hotter. We were just about out of beer and ice, and Tequila, so we decided to make a run to the store. When we first got in the van, we got right out. It was like an oven inside, it had to be a 130 inside the van, and I told Jessie and Dawn to roll down the window and open the side door. I told them, well we might as well go back inside, have another beer, and let the van cool down a bit. Once back inside the cabin, we got a couple of beers, and a coke for Dawn. We were not too worried about someone stealing the van, as there was never anybody around, but we decided to sit out on the front porch, and keep an eye on it anyway. I sat back and put my feet up on the railing and drank my beer before it too got hot. Now is when I wished that I had one of those can coolers. I said, it has to have cooled down a little bit, let’s go to the store. We got back in the van, and the seats were so hot, you could cook an egg on them. Jessie told me to turn on the air conditioner, and let it cool off a bit. Dawn was sweating the worst, and her T-shirt was soaked, but she had put her bra on after our shower, but you could still see those boobs. A few minutes later, we got rolling, and the air conditioner was doing its job. I told Jessie, boy when we get out to go in the store, we are really going to feel the heat after being in the cool van. We pulled up to the store; I looked over at Dawn and asked her if she was ready to go in. She replied, why do I have to go in, why don’t I just stay out here with the motor running, so it can stay cool in here, you know what I want anyway. Jessie said well that makes sense to me, let’s go! We got out and just as expected; it was like someone hitting us with a giant hair dryer. We hurried into the store, and thank God they had air conditioning on. We got what we needed, and went back into the heat, and got back into the van quick style, and headed on back.
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When we got back, we went into the cabin and waited for it to cool down a bit. We did not have that much left to do, and we were pretty sure that we could finish up the next day. We sat around for a couple of hours throwing down the beers, and Tequila. It had cooled down enough to go out and start working again. Everything went a lot faster than we thought, and we finished the job, that meant you could go home the next day. Earl called for us, to come down and eat dinner. I told them that we were finished, and we were going home the following day. Both him a bertha were glad to hear that. It was another good dinner. We finished up and told them that if they were not up when we were ready leave, we would put the key under the mat. Earl said that would be just fine, but your forgetting one thing, and he asked do you want to get paid? I said oh, I did forget all about that. He said, if you want to get an early start I’ll write you a check right now. I told him that would be cool, and he wrote me a check for twelve hundred dollars. I thanked him and we went back up to our cabin and continued to party. We had the alarm clock set early, and got up, showered and headed for home. I for one was very glad to leave this stinking heat!
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While driving back through the mountains I told Jessie and Dawn that we definitely coming back here to do some camping and they both agreed. I couldn’t believe how much higher these mountains were compared to the mountains back east. It was a long drive back, and we were just about out of beer, so I pulled over at a little store and got some more. Finally we got back to good old San Francisco. After arriving back at the house, we were all beat and half drunk, so we all just fell in the bed and crashed. Woke up first, Jessie was in his room just snoring away, Dawn was laying on her back and her shirt was half undone, exposing almost her whole boob, and she was starting to look very good to me, but I figured that I would go upstairs and check on my mother, and let her know that we were home. I went in the back door, and through the kitchen, and something was not right, I didn’t hear her TV, she always kept the TV on, to keep her company. I started to worry, I stuck my head in her room, and she was just lying there, making no movement. I thought the worst, and slowly walked over to her bed, and then what a relief, I saw her breathing. I decided to wake her up, even though I hated to, but I had to make sure that she was alright. I gently shook her until I saw her eye’s open. I asked her if she was okay, and it took her a little time to wake up. She looked up at me, smiled and said, oh I see that you are finally back, I was starting to worry. I told her that I was going to fix her something to eat, and asked her what she wanted to eat; she said that it didn’t matter. I went to the refrigerator to see what I could fix her. Before I left, I stocked the refrigerator with food that was easily fixed. It was not much left, so that meant that she was eating. (Want a free book, go to thebirthofviolence.com)
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I saw that there was some hamburger, I checked the freezer to see if we still had some of those pop in the oven French fries, and there was some left. I checked the bread box, and there were still some buns left. I whipped her up a nice little quick meal and put it on a bed tray and took it in to her. I asked her what she wanted to drink; she said that milk would be fine. I got her a glass of milk, and told her that we would be going out later on. I hurried back downstairs to take care of business with Dawn. As I was going in the door, she had clean clothes in her hands, and she told me that she just had to have a real and hot shower. I thought to myself, well there goes that! She was about half way up the stairs, and she looked down at me and asked me, wanta come? I said you are damn right I want to come, and I beat feet up the stairs. She was almost undressed when I came into the bath room; all she had left was her jeans. I watched her while I was getting undressed, and when she bent over to slide her jeans down, those big boobies were at there biggest when she did bend over. She looked up at me watching her and said, you going to stand there all day, gawking at me, or are you getting in here with me. She opened the sliding glass door, reached in and turned on the shower, and got in. I had to sit on the floor to untie my boots, and in no time the bathroom was all steamed up to the point of I could barely see her. I got the rest of my clothes off and opened the glass door and stepped into the shower. We both got close together, and I started kissing her under the hot water coming out of the shower head. It was hot at first, but I didn’t care, as this was one of the most sensual showers that I had ever taken. I cold tell that she was almost ready, and I had a yard of tongue down her throat, and one of those nice boobs in one hand, and the other in the small of her back, pulling her to me. I felt her hand go down to me to see if I was ready, little did she know I was ready before I got in the shower. Next thing I knew, she jumped up, and rapped those long shapely legs around my waist and that is where she stayed until we were finished. That shower took a lot out of me, but I loved every minute of it.
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We dried off and went back downstairs. Jessie had gotten up, and had his towel in his hand. He said well it is about time you guys finished I’ll be right back and he went upstairs to take his shower. Then the thought hit me, there is probably not enough hot water left after Dawn and me used it. Oh well he’ll figure it out. Hehehe! Dawn and I got dressed and waited for Jessie to come back downstairs so we could head up to the bar and let Eddy know that we are back from the mountains. I asked Dawn if she was hungry; stupid question, as she is always hungry; that girl could put away some food. Finally I heard Jessie coming down the back stairs. He opened the door and first thing out of his mouth was, gee guys, thanks for telling me that you two used up all the hot water. I grinned at him and said; well you know that we were just in there! I asked if anyone was hungry for Long John Silvers. They both said that sounded good, and we headed out. Long Johns was right across the street from the bar, and we ate there a lot, and you didn’t need much money to fill your stomach. We pulled up in front of the bar, and got a parking place right in front, which was real unusual to say the least. We walked across the street and got something to eat.
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After eating we walked back across the street and went in Eddy’s. It was a bit slow, and Eddy was behind the bar. He looked up and saw us and a big grin came to his face. He yelled out to us, Hey, I thought that you guys were going to be gone until the end of the week. Jose will be glad to see that your back, as he has been busting his ass, ever since you’ve been gone. I told him that we finished up early because it was so damn hot, all we wanted to do was get the hell out from up in those mountains. I can’t believe how hot it got up there. Eddy told us that this was the worst time of the year to go up there, as it was the hottest. I told him that it had been a very long time since I was that hot, and we still had to go back and do some more work for the people. But I’ll tell you what, it is not going to be any time soon. I asked him to get us all drinks, and we sat down at the bar. It was light when we came in, and as the door opened, I saw that it was dark, and here came Jose. When he saw us he got a stupid look on his face and he said it is about time you guys came back, now it is my turn. I’m taking off for three days, or until Friday! I asked him what had happened since we were gone. Jose said that it had been quiet for a change. I told eddy to get us another round of drinks, and get Jose one too. As we sat there shooting the shit, in walked this chick that Jessie had been messing around with. She wasn’t a bad looking chick, and she had some huge boobies. Jessie ordered her a drink, and we all just sat around catching a buzz. This chick was one of these chicks that just had to be touching you, and that girl could run her mouth, to the point of being obnoxious. After we all had a buzz we told Eddy that we would be in the following day, and headed for the house.
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I stopped and got more beer, and of course, more Tequila, and to top it off, that is what Candy drank Tequila, and I already knew that this would come to a head, sooner or later, and that was a fact as two women both drinking that Tequila, something will definitely give. After leaving the store, we pulled up in front of the house. We all got out and Candy and Dawn seemed to be getting along, so far. We went in the house on the street side, went in and sat down on my bed. The rooms were so small you couldn’t get much in there at all, not even a small chair. Dawn had her spot already staked out, right at the head of the bed, so she could lean up against the wall. I told Candy that I was sorry that the bed was all that we had to sit on, but that is the way it was. I thought to myself, the only thing that the down stairs was used for, was screwing chicks, so other than a bed, what else do you need. We started talking about the trip to the mountains, and how fucking hot it was, we were definitely going back to go camping as that part of the country was beautiful, hot but beautiful. I started checking this chick out, and she did have a nice set of tits that were about to pop the buttons on her shirt. She caught me looking at them, and pretended like she was uncomfortable, and adjusted how she was sitting, but she made sure that she stuck out her chest making those boobies really stick out. I even caught Dawn checking her out, which made me wonder if she was Bi, oh well, I’ll have to talk to Jessie tomorrow and get him to find out if she is that would make one helluva pile. Besides that I would love to see Dawn and her going down on each other. We partied for about an hour, and Jessie asked Candy if she was ready to hit the sack and she said that she was, got up and they went into Jessie’s room. I slid up next to Dawn and started to make-out with her, as Candies tities made me Horny!
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I undid her jeans and tried to slide them down, but they were too damn tight, Dawn giggled and said get out of the way and let me do it. She lifted her butt up off of the bed and slid them down to her ankles, and kicked them off. She the pulled off her top and laid back down with me again, and started to kiss me. I slid her bra straps down her arms and reached behind her and unhooked her bra and let those gorgeous full boobs, with her nipples sticking straight up. I grabbed one and began to caress it; I took that hard nipple between my fingers and gently squeezed it, until I got a moan out of her. It didn’t take a lot to get Dawn excited, and when she got excited, she was something else. Then we herd Candy let out a very sensual moan, and then another one, and then it became quiet. I thought I should have mentioned a pile to Dawn, but it was too late now, so I got on with what I was doing. The next morning we all got up, Candy was the first one to come out of Jessie’s room. She only had a couple of buttons on her shirt, buttoned and no bra, and you definitely tell, as they were swaying from side to side, and almost fell out of her shirt. I knew that she had some big boobs, but I never thought that they were that big. She saw me looking at her boobs and knew that I could almost see her whole boob, and didn’t even try to cover herself up, she just stood there with her hands on her hips, and asked me, where is the bathroom was, and would it be alright if she took a shower, and I said of course it was okay. I watched her walk buy and head for upstairs, she had a nice ass as well. What I didn’t know was Dawn had woken up and was watching the whole thing. She sat up on the side of the bed with her feet on the floor, and she was pissed off. I asked her what was wrong with her, and in an angry voice said, I saw that bitch showing you her tits, and I’m thinking about kicking her ass when she come back down stairs. I knew that I had to calm her down, so I told her, her she just got up, just like you do, and she had to go to the bathroom, come on Dawn you don’t get fully dressed when you get up first thing in the morning. She thought for a minute, and said yeah I guess you are right, it is just, and she gets under my skin. I told her not to worry about it. Everybody showered and went to our favorite greasy spoon.
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When we got there the place was packed, so we had to stand in line and wait for a table. The smell of food cooking was really getting my hunger Johnson’s kicking in, and I couldn’t wait to eat. Candy was standing right behind me and I don’t know if she realized it or not, but she was rubbing her boobs on the back of my arm. All I thought was it was so crowded in there; she could not help but doing it. I really did not pay too much attention to it, until I saw Dawn watching her do it, and the look she had on her face, I knew what was coming, and there was nothing I could do about it. I tried to move up and away from her, but the place was packed and I could not. If I moved up, I would be up against the woman in front of me, and I would probably get smacked. Then I heard Dawn say, keep you tits off of my man bitch! Then I heard Candy say, what the fuck do you want me to do, I can’t stand anywhere else. Everyone started to look at us, and I told Dawn to mellow out, she wasn’t doing it on purpose. She said yeah right, squeezed her way through, and got between Candy and me. Now I had Dawns boobs rubbing all over me, and I thought to myself, what a way to start breakfast, and this is the beginning of the day, and nobody has been drinking yet, and I knew what the night would bring after these two got a heat on. We finally got seated and as I as looked over the menu, I looked up to see Dawn staring at Candy. I asked Dawn, what she wanted for breakfast. She thought for a minute and said, same thing as usual I guess! Jessie said I think I’m going to try the pancakes and bacon this time around. Candy said that she would have the same. The waitress came and we gave her our order. It seemed like it took an hour for the food to come, but the place was packed, and we just had to wait. Finally I was the waitress bring our food. She told us that she was sorry; it was just too many people there. We all chowed down like we hadn’t eaten in a week.
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After we finished our breakfast, we talked for a while and discussed mother Bertha, and Earl. We knew that we had to go back to the mountains and work on the other cabin. The heat was too bad, to go back up, so we decided to go back in a month, or so. Even though we were old school, we were not working in that heat if we did not have to. The lady gave us our check, and I said boy how they can give these prices and make any money is beyond me. We talked about what we were going to do that day. We already knew that we would end up at the bar, but we really didn’t want to go this early. I said lets go somewhere there are people, do something that was fun for a change. The thought of that boarding school popped into my head, and I could not figure why. I didn’t want to think about it, so I changed the subject. I said lets go down to the bad part of San Francisco and raise some hell. Dawn looked at me like I was crazy, and I laughed and told her that I was just kidding. Then the thought came to mind, how about going bowling, God I can’t remember when the last time that I had bowled. Everyone agreed, and at this time there would not be that many people there. We paid the lady and headed foe the bowling alley.
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The way that Candy was talking you would have thought that she was a pro, but after I saw her pick up the bowling ball, and drop it on the floor, which made a helluva noise, and everybody in the bowling alley turned to see what dummy dropped their bowling ball. She reached down and picked it up, looked at us with a very embarrassing look on here face and said, boy that is a heavy ball, and right away we all knew, that when it came to bowling, she didn’t know her ass from a hole in the ground, Dawn looked at me with a look of victory on her face, and could not get the words out of her mouth quick enough, I told you so, Hehehe! I had to chuckle, and Dawn was right on the money, Candy was all talk. Then she went to bowl, and threw the ball in the gutter, which got another laugh out of Dawn. Jessie walked up to where the ball return was and asked Candy, you need some help? In a prideful tone, she said I know who to bowl; I don’t need your help! Dawn is kicking my shoe and snickering, and she said, watch this. Candy went to the line to deliver the ball, and fell right on her ass, and again everybody stopped what they were doing to see what all of the commotion was. By this time, I thought that Dawn was going to piss her pants. Jessie went to help her get up, and she caught an attitude and said, I can get up by myself! Jessie, said, OK! He turned and returned to his seat. I had to fight the laughter myself, as this was a classic case of, “A hard head makes a soft ass!”
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I knew why she fell, those big boobs got in the way, and it was too much momentum in her upper body. She got up with an embarrassment on her face. She came back and set down, and everybody but Dawn played it off. Dawn smiled and said, slippery floor, huh? Candy looked at her with eyes that could kill. I saw this coming, and I hoped that it was not going down here in the bowling alley. I told Jessie that it was his turn; Jessie was very good at bowling, and of course he got a strike first time up, turned and told me, your turn! I wasn’t as good as Jessie, but bowling was just about the only sport that I liked, if you call bowling a sport! I took my turn, and I left three pins standing, but the second try, I got a spare. Dawn got up, looked at Candy and told her, watch and see how it is done! Candy was biting her lips, and I know that she was wishing, praying that Dawn would fall like she did, but it wasn’t going to happen. I watched the ball leave her hand, it went so far to the left, I thought that it was going in the gutter, and then it corrected and headed straight for the ten pin, and bang, a strike. Dawn jumped and let out a Hell Yes! I thought Candy was going to cry, she got up and told Jessie that she was going to the restroom. When she turned her back on us, Dawn gave her the finger, and laughed!
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We continued to bowl, and that Jessie was kicking our butts. Candy came back and told us the she was ready now, it had just been a long time since she had bowled. She went and picked up her bowling ball and inserted her fingers into the holes, pulled them out and said, ha! This is the problem; I need to get another ball. I looked at Dawn and I saw that she was holding it back, and when Candy was out of ear range, she said fuck her lets bowl! Jessie said lets give her a few minutes. Finally we saw her coming down the steps, and walked over to the alley, did her approach and let the ball go. We all just knew that it was going into the gutter, but the bowling God was watching over her and the ball straighten out and she got a strike. She jumped up in the air, and said; see that is all that it was, I did not have the right ball. Everybody congratulated her, except Dawn, and I think that it pissed her off more than anything else. Dawned let her second ball go, and the way the pins were, it would have taken a pro, or a helluva lot of luck to make that shot. She only picked up one pin, and was pissed; to top things off, Candy said I don’t believe that you missed those other two pins, I would have made them. I could see that fire in Dawns eye’s, and I knew that if I didn’t do something, they were going to get into it right there in the bowling alley. I asked Dawn, will you come and help me carry the drinks back. She hesitated for a minute, and I knew what was going through her mind, so I told her, come on Dawn let’s go! (Do like these stories? Go to ronjonwriter.blogspot.com)
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As we were walking to the bar, I thought to myself, it is just a matter of time before these two get into it, and the bottom line, Dawn will wax her ass, and Candy should step back and take a look at Dawn. She is a big girl, and there is no fat anywhere on her body, and Candy had better think about ruffling Dawns feathers. We sat down at the bar and ordered the drinks, and I asked her, what’s up with you and Candy? She replied, she’s a bitch, and she gets under my skin; I can’t stand to be around her. I knew that it wasn’t going to do any good, but I figured that I’d give it a shot. I told her that she was Jessie’s girlfriend, and they needed to get along, because we all have to live under the same roof. Then something caught my eye. There was a sign that said, sign up for the summer league now. I never was into playing with others, ever since I was little, but bowling I liked to do, so I decided to join the league. When the bar tender gave us our drinks, I asked him how do you join that league, and I pointed to the sign beside him. He pointed to the front desk and told me that was where I had to sign up at. Dawn said what about me, I want to join a league, and I love to bowl. What were going to do leave me home while you came down here and bowled? I laughed and said, no actually I thought that I would have you come down with me and cheer for me. Ha ha ha! I told her, of course you are going to sign up, but are you sure that you want this commitment? She said, if you come, I’ll come, so it is up to you if I come or not! I said, that is cool, let’s do it!
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I asked Jessie if he wanted to join the bowling league, and he said that was a good idea, as we were hanging out in the bars too much, plus we were not getting any exercise. I looked over at Candy, and thought to myself, dawn is going to whip her ass before too long, and after that, I don’t think that she is going to be hanging out with us any more. Jessie, Dawn and me went to the front desk and told the guy that we wanted to join the Summer League. He said that’s great, but you have to go see Chuck, the guy standing over in lane 20. I asked just to make sure, you mean the guy with the blue and yellow shirt? He said that’s the guy. We walked over to the guy, and I asked him if he was chuck? He replied, Yes I am, what can I do for you? Then someone called his name, and said you are up Chuck! He told us that he would be right back and headed for the alley. I told Jessie; well let’s see how the competition is. Chuck held his ball high, the made his delivery and he really burnt that ball up, and I never in the world, would have thought that this guy had that much power. When his ball hit the head pin, it tore its way through the pins, making them fly, and he got a strike, of course! He got a round of applause from his team mates, and walked back to where we were. I told him, nice shot. He went to his bowling bag and took out some papers, and brought them back to us and told us to fill them out, and give them back to him. He then asked us if we had our own balls. Jessie said that he had his own; I said that I would have to get one. Chuck pointed to the Pro Shop and told me that was where I get the balls and to tell the guy in there that Chuck sent us, and we would a discount. (Need follower’s? GoTo, http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB and get them!)
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We went back to our alley and told Candy that we would be right back, and she was not that happy of a camper because we left her at the alley. Well someone had to watch our stuff while we were getting our balls. Jessie stopped for a minute and looked back at Candy and her long face and told us, you guys go on, I already have a ball and he headed for the alley. Dawn and me headed for the Pro shop. When we went through the door, there was so much stuff crammed into such a small place, There was this little guy with horn-rimmed glasses that looked like the bottom of a couple of coke bottles. He asked us if he could help us, and I told him that Chuck told us to come and see him. He told us that he would take care of us, and broke out this ball that had more holes than a piece of Swiss cheese. He told me to find the holes that fit my hand, and to make sure that they were not too tight, or it wouldn’t come off of my fingers. He said that just last week some woman got her fingers stuck in the ball and could not get them out. They were about to send her to he hospital to get it off, when I thought of my 3 in 1 Oil. I squirted some around her fingers, and at first it didn’t work, but then I really squirted some in the cracks, and then her fingers finally came out. Well I got to thinking about that, and I wasn’t about to get my fingers stuck in a ball and have everyone looking at me like I was some kind of fool. I made sure that my finger slid in and out freely. I told him that the holes that my fingers were in felt good. He wrote down the numbers down and gave the ball to Dawn. It took Dawn quite some time to get fitted, but finally she found the right holes, and the guy wrote here numbers down as well, and told us that our balls would be ready in two days, and we went back to our alley.
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We walked back to our alley, and saw Candy sitting down on the bench with a long face. Jessie looked like he was consoling her, and I knew what it was all about, oil and water don’t mix, and that was Dawn and Candy. Dawn looked at me and said, what a sibling little bitch. I told her, even as hard as it may be, try and get along with her, it won’t kill you! Then she caught a half ass attitude, and asked me, so what, you are taking her side now? I could see where this was going, and I figured that I would change the subject before it got out of hand. I asked her, after we leave here; you want to go the Eddy’s? She replied, yeah that sounds good. We went down to the alley and changed back into our street shoes, walked by the guy who signed us up, yelled down to him, see you in a couple of days. We paid the bill, and headed for Eddy’s Place to continue the party.
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When we got to Eddy’s, there was absolutely no parking. We had to park in the neighborhood, which I hated because for one, there were so many cars that have been broken into, and we could not keep an eye on it back in the neighborhood. Two, it was a long walk from where we were to the bar. I told Jessie that one of us had to come back and get the van when there was parking on Mission Street. We were parked about five blocks away from the bar. Once we got on Mission Street We couldn’t believe how many cars there were, I told Jessie, there is something going on, some place. Jessie said well we know it is not at the bar. I replied, hey man you never know; we will find out in a few minutes. The only people that come into Eddy’s Place during the day time are the regular’s. We were a block away and could hear the music blasting away. I asked Jessie if he had heard any about a party today, and he said no. The only time there is a lot of people in the bar at that time of day, is when there is a Super Bowl game, or a championship game, or some kind of party. Well since it is not football season, I would say that it is some kind of party. The closer that we came, the louder the music became. When we reached the front door, I stepped to the side and told Jessie, after you. Jessie opened the door, Dawn and Candy went in, I peeked around the corner, and the place was packed. Every stool and every table were taken. Then I saw Jose behind the bar with Eddy, and he was bar tending with Eddy. When he saw us he motioned for us to come over to where he was. Once I reached the bar, there was no place to squeeze in so I could to Jose. There was this one guy that was standing there, and I politely asked him if he could slide over for a second, I had to talk to the bar tender. This guy looked at me like I was crazy, and I knew what about to happen. I gave it one more try, and said, excuse me, but could I slide in there? He looked at me and told to that he wasn’t moving, and I had better leave him alone. I looked up at Jose and shook my head, and then Jose told the guy, hey this is one of the bar tenders that work here, could you move over so I can talk to him? He looked at Jose and told him the same thing he told me. I gave Jose the cut off sign, (A finger across the neck), and waited for the guy to buck, and I knew that he was.
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Well the guy went off, and started cursing and started making threats to Jose. Well there are some people you can threaten, and there some you can not; guess which one Jose is? Jose leaned way over the bar, where he was right up in the guys face. He told him that he was cut off, because he was drunk, he had too much to drink, and he wasn’t going to serve him and it would be in his best interest to leave the bar while he could! Bu this time Jessie saw what was about to go down and he moved up to my side, just in case I needed some help. Now the guy is having a shit fit, as he knows he had lost this one. He yelled down to the other end of the bar where Eddy was, and yelled for him to come down there. Eddy came and asked him if there was a problem, and then they guy started cursing Eddy. He stepped back and asked Jose what was going on and Jose told him that he cut him off because was bothering the other customers, and just being an asshole. Eddy leaned back over the bar so the guy could hear him, and he told him, if my bar tender cuts you off, you are cut off, so why don’t you go home and come back another day, and he stepped just in case the guy was stupid enough to take a swing at him. The guy got all red in the face, and told Eddy to go fuck himself and he was never coming into his fucking bar again. Eddy told him that is up to you, but right now, you are leaving. You have a choice, you can turn around and go out by yourself, or my doorman can help you to the door! Boy this really set him off, and he threw his money on the bar, turned and tried to walk through me, which I was prepared for, and I gave him a good shove to let him know that I wasn’t about to take any of his shit. He gave me a hard look, and I told him, take your best shot and I glanced back at Eddy, and he gave me the go ahead and do whatever to took to remove him from the bar. He sized me up, and made the best decision, and told us all to get fucked and walked towards the front door. I followed right behind him, in case he decided that he wasn’t going to leave. He got to the swinging front doors and pushed them opened so hard that I thought that they were coming off of the hinges. I told him you just wait a minute motherfucker, if you broke these doors, you bought them. By that time Eddy came running out and pulled the door back to check for damages, and there was none, but Eddy told the guy, you could have just left, and you could have come back in, but now asshole you are eighty-sixed for life! The people in the bar were starting to come out, as everybody likes to see a good fight. Eddy told them alright everybody go back inside, it is all over with. The guy was about a half of a block up the street and turned and told us all to fuck off. I started to go after him, but Eddy grabbed my arm and told me, the cops can’t do anything to you here, but you are not covered up the street. We all went back inside and Eddy set up the drinks for the girls, Jessie and me.
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Some people that were sitting in the corner of the bar got up and left, so I told everyone to grab those seats. We got around the bar and sat down where Jose was, because Jose would not charge us for the drinks. Jose said that he was glad that I didn’t pop that asshole, as Eddy would have probably fired me. He said that he saw me getting ready to pop him, but I did the smart thing and let Eddy handle it, he also said the he was just in here for the wedding party, and by the way, if you guys are hunger, go help yourselves, and no one will say anything to you. I leaned over so I could see Jessie and Candy, and asked them if they were hungry, and I already knew Jessie’s answer, and that would be no because he knows that if you don’t eat, you get shit-faced quicker. Candy and Dawn were up and heading for the food before Jose got the words out of his mouth. I asked Jose what they had, and he told me that they had all different kinds of food, go check it out man, it is free! I told Jessie not to let anyone get our seats and headed for the food table. Dawn and Candy already had their plates piled up with so much food, that I don’t think that they could have gotten another pickle on their plates. I’ll tell you one thing, those girls could put the food away, and where they put it all is beyond me. Jose was right, there was a ton of food, but all I got was some roast beef and Swiss cheese, and some chips. Then I thought about old Jose, and wondered if he had eaten yet. When I got back to my seat, I motioned Jose to come down the bar to where I was. He said, I told you, there is hella food there, and he looked at Dawn and Candy’s plates and chuckled and said, damn you guys were not hunger were you? I asked him if he dad eaten and he said you know me, I got mine when they first broke it out, and I’m stuffed, I could not eat another bite. Jose was a huge guy, and if he filled up, there should be much left, but there was, so that meant that they had more food than everyone could eat, so I guess that is why they let the rest of the people in the bar help themselves, better than tossing it in the trash. I asked Jose which ones got married. He pointed to this skinny little dude, and this huge woman, and said that boy needs to tie a 2X4 onto his ass so that he doesn’t fall in, and never be heard of again, Ha Ha Ha! He turned and went to get someone a drink.
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God, I don’t even know how many beers I had, but I was buzzing big time. I looked at the girls, and they were fucked up as well. Jose came down to the end of the bar where we were at and told us, if you want another drink, you had better get it now, because Eddy is going to bar tend himself and I am done. I’m coming to party with you guys. My feet are killing me. I’m thinking, well guy, if you didn’t weigh so much, your feet probably would not hurt so much. Jose said that he was damn glad he didn’t have to serve drinks anymore. He counted the money in the till and took it back to the storeroom to put it in a safe place. Here in the outer Mission District, you always had to beware of the people that come into the bar, as these bars get held up all of the time, and when there is a big party like this one, everyone knows that there is a lot of money that comes in. If you really think about it, if you do get held up, and you have half of the money put away in the storeroom, they will only get some of the cash, not all of it. Jose got himself a cocktail and came out from behind the bar, and grabbed a stool next to Jessie. I looked around the bar and most of the party goers had left for home, and there were not that many people left in the bar. All I knew was we all had a good buzz going on. We hung out with Jose for another hour, and I could tell by the look on every one’s faces, that we needed to head for home. We said our good-byes and headed for the house. (MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE)
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I asked everyone if the were ready to go home, and they all said that they had enough to drink, and were ready to split. We all piled into the car and headed for home. As soon as we got it the car, Candy and Dawn started to go at it, and the thought did run through my mind to pull over and put them out, as I had enough. Jessie asked them to clam down, and asked them why they had to do this every damn day? Neither of them would say a word, and it got quiet, which was different for a change. We were almost home, and it started again. I figured that I would shut them us by scaring the shit out of them. This was a straight street, and it was about eight blocks before the turn to my house. I floored it and that 350, roared up, and we took off like a bat out of hell. We were coming up to where we had to turn to go to my house, and I figured that I would do a power break, and do a 360, which would spin the car around.
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I did that to scare them into shutting up! Well I had just bought new tires and I spent a lot of money on them as I hate changing tire’s, so my way of thinking is get good tires, and you
won’t be changing them as much. Theses tires were too good, and they dug in and instead of doing the 360 it made the turn. I thought we were going to flip the car over, but we made the turn. The bad thing was we were in the part of the road that you parked in, and of course there was a car parked there. I couldn’t go around it, and I knew that I was going to hit it so I slammed on the breaks, but it was too late as we were going to damn fast to stop. I watch the car getting closer. I yelled you everyone to brace them selves, as I knew that we were going to hit hard. We slammed into the back of that car so hard that we knocked it into the driveway, just like someone parked it there. The damage was obvious; the rear-end was smashed up to the back window. I asked if everyone was all right. (Thinking about stop smoking for the NewYear? GoTo ronjonwriter@yahoo.com and I’ll show you something that does work
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The passenger popped open and Dawn and Candy said let me out, I have warrants, I can be here when the cops get here, and they bailed on me and took off running in two different directions. Jessie took off as well, which I couldn’t figure out. Well here I am, everybody bailed, and now here come this Mexican out of the house in his stocking feet. He looked in his driveway and said something in Spanish, which I didn’t have a clue as to what he was talking about. In broken English he was trying to ask me what happened. First I told him that I was sorry, I just took the turn to fast. Then he started to go on about this was the third time that this had happened. I looked at him and asked him, well if it happened that many times before, why in the world didn’t you park it in your driveway? I told him, that if his car wasn’t parked there, I would have made the turn, and we would not be having this conversation. I don’t think he understood what I was saying. I went to the front of my car, and it sure looked like it was totaled, I mean the front-end was really fucked up. I tried to tell the guy that I had insurance, and his car would be fixed. (Want to quit smoking, the easy way, and save money doing it? GoTo ronjonwriter@yahoo.com)
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Finally the copes showed up, that wasn’t too bad, it only took them about an hour and a half. This one cop that was ridding shogun, rolled out of the cop car, and stretched. Then he asked, okay, what happened. Then the other cop walked around my car, looked my car, looked at me and said, boy you really did mess your car up. He hadn’t seen the Mexican’s car yet, and then the guy started going off, the cop shined his light in his face and asked him, well who are, and why are you yelling at me? I don’t think that the understood what the cop was saying and he kept going on and on. The cop got up closer to him and he asked the Mexican if he had been drinking, and he said that yes he had been drinking. Well that was all that the cop needed. He told the guy to go sit down on his steps and he would talk to him in a minute. He came back over to where I was standing, and I’m trying to stay out of range, so that he could not smell the beer on my breath, and look my as up for drunk driving. He asked me what happened, and I told him that I just took the turn too fast and couldn’t make it. He told me that I was not the first one that didn’t make the turn. The other cop was down in the drive way, checking out the damage to the Mexican’s car. The cop that was talking to me asked for my license, and proof of insurance. I went to get into the glove box, and he yelled for me to also get registration. I got everything, and he checked it out and told me that a tow truck was on the way. The other cop had taken the other guys information. My cop gave me my paper work and the police report, and said good night, and he and the other cop got in their car a split. The Mexican looked at me and said something that I could not understand and went into his house. The tow truck showed up and hooked up my car. I told him that he only had to go a couple of blocks away. I got in the truck and showed him where to drop it off. (Giving away a free book that Amazon.com is selling for $50.00. GoTo thebirthofviolence.com)
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About fifteen minutes had went by, and no cops. I asked the guy if he was sure that he called the cops and he said yes. I’ll bet he didn’t even know what I had asked him. I looked up the street towards my house and saw Jessie peaking around a corner of a building. I just shook my head and wondered why he took off. Then I remembered that we did get pulled over down by Army Street, when Jessie was driving, and Jessie was so drunk, he was definitely going to jail. I tried to get him to let me drive but he got into one of his drunken stubborn moods, and he was driving no matter what. Well what could I saw, it was his van, and if he wanted to drive, who was I to say he couldn’t. He was beyond reasoning with, so I just said fuck it, and let him drive. Sure enough, if you can’t count on anything, you can count on fate. Anyway the cops pulled us over, and one of the cops walked up to Jessie’s side of the van and asked him for his driver’s license and proof of insurance. Well the drunken driving gods were smiling on him that day. The cop got an emergence call on his radio, and the other cop yelled to him to come on they had to go. The cop knew that Jessie was drunk, but the call he received was more important than us. He told Jessie to give him the keys; Jessie reached and took the keys out the ignition and handed them to the cop. The cop took his keys and told him that he had better wait for him to come back; got back in his car and split. I told Jessie to get the fuck out of the way, and I got behind the wheel and reached into my pocked and got my keys, and we took off, and headed for home and hoped the cop didn’t come back before we got away.
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On the way I started to tell Jessie that if the cop didn't write down his tag, we wee go to go, but he was so fucked up he was just sitting there nodding. This made me think about old Jessie, what is he going to do, drink his self to death, because he left his family back in Maryland? I asked him, I don't know how many times if he really did want to all the way to California with me, away from his kids, and he said, time after time that he did. If I would have known that he was going to do this, I would have left him back in Maryland! Well one thing was good about all of this, Jessie hadn't changed registration to the van yet, that meant that the cops didn't know where we lived, but if we were pulled over again, they would probably sock it to his ass, but at least he would not be getting a drunken driving charge, and that was a good thing. I pulled up in front of the house and called Jessie's name over and over, with no response, so I reached over and shook him, but he was so fucked up, he just sat there, so I decided to just leave him in the van to sleep it off. He had a key, so when he woke up he could get into the house. I locked up the van, and went in the house and went to bed.
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I was really sleeping well, and then I heard someone knocking on the side door, and it was Jessie. I went to open the door, and he started banging harder. I yelled to him; take it easy, I am coming! I opened the door and he asked me, why did you leave me in the van? I told him that I tried, and tried to wake you up, but could not. He asked me, what happened to my keys? I asked him; do remember getting pulled over yesterday? He thought for a minute and said yeah I remember! I knew that he did not have a clue, as he blacked out, and when he blacks out, he remembers nothing. I told him that we got pulled over on Valencia Street, and the cop took his keys. I told him what happened, and he had a look on his face, like he did not believe me. Then he said, come on man give me my keys, and stop fucking with me. Didn't any cops pull us over, I would have remembered that! I told him. Jessie! Why would I lie to you? You almost went to jail, if I hadn't had a spare key, you would have! I told him, look man, we will talk about this in the morning, and I lay back down and went back to sleep.
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When I woke up, I had a half of a hangover and had to get up stairs and make some coffee. I checked on my mother, and she was sitting up in bed, reading yesterdays paper. I asked her how she was doing and she said that she thought that she was coming down with a cold. I told her that when I went out I would pick her up something at the pharmacy up on Courtland Street. She said that she did not need anything, but I was going to pick her something up anyway. I figured that I would go down and get here today’s paper, so she could read that as well. I went down the front steps and out the gate to get the paper. The paper was by the garage door so I walked over to pick it up, and the gate swung shut, and my keys were in the house. Now I had a choice, either wake up Jessie, or try and get me mother attention, and get her to buzz me in. Well I figured that Jessie needed all the sleep that he could get. I looked at the fence and I knew that it was too tall to climb over, so I yelled up to my mother, over and over and got no response. I saw a couple of small stones, so I decided to throw them up and hit her window. I must have throw those stones a dozen times, and a couple of times I thought that I had broken the window. Then I saw my mother peeking through the blinds and I yelled up to her to buzz me in. A minute or so later, I heard the buzzer, and pulled the gate opened and went in. I gave her the paper and fixed her something to eat.
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I heard Jessie yell up to me, Hey Ron, did you make coffee? I went to the back door of the kitchen, looked down the stairs to see Jessie standing there looking like hell. I told him that I had, and I would bring him a cup down when I came back downstairs. He replied, man, I can’t wait, I am coming up. I told him, well come on then. I watched him climb the stairs, and I asked him, so how are we feeling this morning? Laughed, shook my head and said, come on man! He came in the kitchen and sat down a t the breakfast nook, then got back up, and said, shit, I forgot my coffee, and I need it bad. Shit man, I have to slow down on my drinking, or stop altogether! I told him, yeah man, you almost went to jail yesterday, be glad that I had my key, or you would have. You want me to fix you an egg sandwich? He replied, yeah man that sounds great, I just hope that I can keep it down. While fixing him something to eat, I asked him, so what did all of those keys go to? He said, shit man to my gun locks, my personal box, that I will have to bust open to get in there, the keys to the house, keys to all of my tool boxes, glad they were not locked. I can’t believe I got that fucked up! I told him, man I tried to talk to you, I tried to drive, but it looked like I would have to fight you to drive, so I let nature take its course. Well you are right about one thing, you need to slow down man, or you are not going to make it. Jessie I know that you are unhappy, and I wish that there was something that I could do about it, but I can’t man. I gave him sandwich and sat down across the table from him and said, we need to start fixing up the downstairs, maybe when we have something else to do, other that drink, maybe that will slow us down a bit!
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I watched him eat the sandwich I fixed him and while he was eating I was asking him if he had any idea how much all of this was going to cost. He told me that he did not have a clue because the prices out here were so much more then they were back east. We would just have to go down there and price everything. Jessie was so good at what he did; he could look at a job, go to Home Depot and know everything that he would need to do the job, right down to a box of drywall screws. Jessie could basically build a house from the foundation to the roof; he knew how to do anything, and everything, and does it the way that it was suppose to be done; he was good. As I sat there waiting for him to finish eating, I thought to myself, boy what a waste of talent is sitting across the table from me. He said the first thing that we had to do was go downstairs and figure out how much cement we will need to level the floor. When you live on a hill, the basement floor is always on an angle, so when you put in a mother-in-law, you have to level the floor. I knew that when I poured the cement in, it would lower the ceiling height, and the mother in-laws had to be a certain in order to rent them out, but we didn’t care, as Jessie was going to be the only one living there, and he did not care as long as he didn’t have to bend over to walk. After he finished we went downstairs and Jessie took some measurements, did some math, and told me exactly how much cement I would need. I told him to hang on, for a minute while I went and ordered the concrete.
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I went back downstairs to tell Jessie that we lucked out, and the concrete would be delivered tomorrow morning, around ten o’clock. When I got back downstairs, Jessie was lying on his bed with his hands interlocked behind his head and his legs crossed. I asked him, you comfortable my man? He said, my head is throbbing so bad, it feels like it is going to explode, do we have any beer left? I laughed and said, yeah man; you are going to get shit-faced all over again today! He replied, yeah I know it, by that will be better then I feel now. I am telling you Ron, I have had a lot of hangovers, but never one this bad. I have already puked up that sandwich you made me for breakfast, and twice more after that. I know the only way to feel better is, “The hair of the dog”. In an anxious voice he asked me again, do we have any beer left? I told him, yeah we do, hold on and I will go upstairs and get you one, ok? He looked at me and told me; bring two, just in case I puke the first one up! On the way upstairs I was thinking to myself, here I am watching my best friend drink himself to death, and I can’t do anything about it. Right now he probably has the worse case of alcohol poisoning that he has ever had, and I do feel sorry for him, as I think that he is going to drink until he drops dead. I grabbed two beers and headed back downstairs. He sat up, popped it open and chugged it all down. He said, now if it stays down, I will be good to go, and popped another one, and that is how his day started. I told Jessie, oh by the way, the concrete will be here tomorrow morning at ten. He got a look of surprise on his face and said, man that won’t work; I thought it would take, at the least two days! I have to do something for that new chick Linda, and I promised her that I would be there. Sorry man, but it is no big deal, you can do by yourself. I will give you everything you need. Al you have to do is spread it out as the guy dumps it on the floor. All you have to do is get it half way spread out, and by that time I will be back. Okay? I said yeah I guess so, how hard could it be to spread a little concrete out? I will have it almost done by the time you get back!
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Jessie left me some of his trowels and explained how to smooth out the concrete. He told me that he sure wished that he had not promised this chick that he would be there to do the work for her father, but then again, he was getting paid, so a little extra money wouldn’t hurt either. I told him no to worry about it, and to go do what he had to do, what he had to do! He finished the second beer, and said that he thought one more would do it. He got up off the bed, and headed for the kitchen upstairs, I heard him going quickly up the stairs, as the steps were made out of wood and you could hear it anyplace in the house. The good thing about the back steps was it was covered with corrugated plastic, not only the top, but the side as well, which meant that you could get buck-ass naked and go from the bathroom to the hot tub, and no one could see you. This was a cool house, but it was just too damn small, and I need room, and it just wasn’t there. When I bought it for $25,000, the only thought that I had was to fix it up and sell it, and take the profit and buy another fixer-upper and do the same thing with that one, live in it, fix it up and sell it. In San Francisco, you could make a lot of money doing this, but you had to find the good cheap fixer-upper. The good thing about that was you had a place to live, while you were working, you were your own boss, and you could work when you wanted too. When you finished it and sold it, you made very good money, and then you go buy another one!
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I got up early the next morning so I could go downstairs and sweep up, and get everything ready for the cement truck. We had taken everything except Jessie's bed and put it in the garage, and he moved his bed before he left. Then the thought came to mind, where is Jessie going to sleep that night? Oh well I guess he will just have to sleep in the garage until the concrete dries. I heard the sound of a big truck outside, I opened the door and there was the cement truck. This thing was one of the bigger ones; why they sent such a big truck I will never know. This thing was so big it took up the whole street and cars could not get around, so they had to go around the block and come down from the top of the hill, which I know did not make them happy. Oh well, that's life! The driver got out of his truck and asked me where I wanted the concrete. I pointed to the basement door and told him that I wanted in there, The house was close enough to the street the his cement chute could extend into the basement, which meant that I didn't have to wheel barrel it in, and that was definitely a good thing, as that would have been a lot of work. I looked down the street and saw a couple of the guys that lived in the neighborhood walking up the hill. They were a father and son, small company and mostly did cement work. They stuck their heads in the basement, looked around and asked me if I wanted them to do the work for $300.00, and I thought about it, but I didn't have the extra money to get them to do it, but I wished that I did. The son said that I was going to need a cement float to smooth it out after the floor was leveled. He told me that he would lend me his, and told me that he would be right back and he and his father turned and went back down the hill.
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The truck driver was in the process of extending the cement chutes into the basement, and I was surprised how far that it reached into the basement they went. I got my shovel and hoe to spread the concrete once the driver started to pour it into the basement and at first it was not too bad, the driver would stop the concrete and give me a chance to spread it out. After a while my arms were beginning to tire, and felt like I had lead weights on them. I'm looking at the marks that Jessie put on the wall, so would know when there was enough cement. It was getting real close, and I was very glad, as my arms felt like they were going to fall off. Plus it was getting harder to walk in the cement, which was also tiring. It reached the make, and I yelled to the driver to stop, and he did. He walked over to the basement door and asked me where I wanted the rest. I said that this was all I needed, and he told me that I had ordered three yards, and I had to take it all, as he could not take it back to the plant. I am thinking, where the hell am I going to put the rest of the cement. Then I remembered the side of the house there was a retaining wall that separated the two properties. It was about three feet deep and about two feet wide. I walked over to the truck and asked the driver if he could get his chute over to the end of the house, and said that he could. I helped him with the chute and we got it right up next to the Chan link fence. We were going to have to pour it threw the fence and into the trench. I told him to give me a minute while I went around the house and got on the other side of the fence so I could pull the cement back in the trench. The cement got to flowing and the trench really fast and I had a hard time keeping up with it and it was starting to back up and spill onto the side walk and of course we were on a hill, so now I have a stream of concrete running down the street. Finally it stopped, and I spread it out as well as I could. The bad thing was there were windows that were about two and a half feet from the ground and I had to keep the cement away from them, or I would be out here with a jack hammer busting my ass again. I am spreading the cement as fast as I possible can, and I was almost finished when I remembered the cement running down the hill. I smoothed it out as well as I could.
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I ran around the house to the front, to get up the cement that was running down the hill, as I couldn’t afford to let the cement set up on the side walk, as the city of San Francisco would sock it to me to clean it up. I am wondering where that hell Jessie was, he told me that he would be back by now; I think that this is a bit too much work for him. I didn’t have a wheel barrel, so I had to get a shovel full, run back up the hill and throw it in the trench beside of the house. This was beginning to wear me out, but as I looked down at the bottom of the hill, I saw a glimmer of hope, the cement guy finally showed back up. He asked me how was it going, and I told him that it was not going very good. He said let me go take look at it. As he was walking back up the hill, he looked down at the spilt cement, and just shook his head. I scooped up another shovel of cement and quickly took it back up the hill and threw it in with the rest. I looked at the cement in front of the house and I could see that it was setting up, and that was not good, so I decided to start cleaning that up, as the rest wasn’t as bad as this. The guy came out of the basement and told me, you have most of the work done. I see that you are in a bind, so I finish it for a hundred bucks. At this point, I had a choice; let the cement on the sidewalk set up, or in the basement set up? I decided there was no way that I was doing both so I told him to go ahead, and knock it out!
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He told me, I’ll be right back; I have to get my tools. I told him, it is getting ready to set up; you are not going to be long, right? He told me, I’ll be right back and I’ll add a little water and everything will be fine, don’t worry, I know what I am doing! I have been this kind of work just about as long as I have been walking. I watch he walk back down the hill, turn the corner and he was gone. I’m still running back a forth with a shovel full of cement. I noticed that the cement was not leveling itself out, now I had to go back around the side of the house and spread it out, so it didn’t look as bad. By the time I got back around to the front of the house, the guy was in the basement humping away. I must admit, he did know what he was doing. I only had about twenty or so, more shovels’s to go, and then I could sit down and have a much needed beer. When I finally finished, and got a beer and sat on the step, and started to drink it when the guy came out of the basement and told me that I had better get a hose and wash the cement residue down the hill. God, I was so tired now, I didn’t know if I had enough energy left to anything more. I sat down my beer, got the garden hose and threw it over the fence, and turned it on, and headed back to the sidewalk. On the way, I grabbed my beer; when I went thought the gate, the hose was going crazy, squirting water everywhere, I ran down to grab it and got squirted right in the face. I put my foot on it until I could pick it up. Although I got squirted, and was soaked, it felt good, real dame good, and I could not wait to get into a nice hot shower, and then the thought came to mind, you have a hot tub dummy, why not get into that, it will make you feel better than a shower. I jus about had the cement cleaned off of the side walk, when the cement man called down to me, and wanted me to come and check out the floor. I dragged myself back up the hill, and when I looked inside of the basement, that floor was perfect; I mean it looked killer, and I didn’t see a mistake anywhere. This guy knew his shit, and I would keep that in mind in case anyone ever asked me if I knew a good cement man, I could say, that I did. (Use your twitter account to get followers and make money while you sleep. GoTo http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB)
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I paid him, and told him that he did a very good job, and if I knew of anybody that needed his services I would give them his name and number. I told him; by the way, do you have a card? He pulled his wallet out and handed me a business card, and stuck the hundred dollars in his wallet, and said thank you. He told me that I to keep it wet for a couple of days, until it set up. Putting the water on it made it stronger. I looked at it and it shined like a piece of glass; I looked everything over and imagined the whole thing finished, and I could not wait. I knew that it was illegal, but I also knew that it really kicked up the price of the house. I closed the basement door and locked it, and pulled the hose back into the front yard, and decide to drag it back by the rear basement door so I could spray down the concrete. I went back out front and gathered up all of the tools, checked out the cement spill, and everything was cool. It wasn't perfect, but it would do. I took everything and put it in the back yard for the time being; I would put it in the garage later, right now I needed a shower very bad. It had been a long time since I had humped like that, and it wore me out. (GoTo http://Bit.ly/4q3Cqh, and learn how to make money with you twitter account)
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My boots had so much cement on them I just knew that I would need a hammer and chisel to get the cement off of them. Well I wasn't about to wear then into the house and track all of the stuff that was no the boots, so I sat down on the steps and pulled them off and left them right there. I was so worn out I had a hard time making up the back steps, as my legs felt like they had lead weights on them. If nothing else, at the age of forty-three, I was really bad out of shape. Back in the Washington, DC area, I always did work that involved heavy lifting, so I was always in shape, but here in San Francisco, I did nothing but kick someone’s ass now and then, and didn't realize how much I needed to get back to doing real work, so to get back into some kind of better shape then I was in. I never thought that I would reach the landing at the top of the stairs, God I was tired. I didn't even get my clean clothes; I went directly to the bathroom and got into a hot shower and stayed in there until the hot water ran out. The hot shower definitely helped out my sore mussels, and relaxed me to the point of lying down in the tub and going to sleep. I got out and wrapped a towel around me and headed for the sofa bed. On the way I stopped by my mother room to check on her. She started to get talkative of all times, and I had to stop her after a while and told her, I hate to be rude, but I have to go lay down, I am worn completely out, and I will take with you later.
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As soon as I hit the bed, I melted into the mattress. I was just about to go to sleep when the Gad damn phone rang. I surely did not want to get out of bed and answer the phone; I almost offered my mother some money to answer it. The phone kept ringing and I knew that I was going to have to get up and go answer it, just in case it was something important. I went into the kitchen, picked up the phone, and to my surprise, it was Jessie. I asked him in an angry tone, what happened to you man? You told me that you would be back in time to help me, and I needed your help really bad. I had to hire the concrete guy down the street to do it, and it cost me a hundred bucks, plus I had cement running down the street. What happened to you man? As soon as he started to talk, I knew right away what the problem was, he was shit-faced. Jessie knows me, and he knows that I am far from stupid and I am not going for just anything that he told me, so he just told me the truth, and said that he was sorry, he just had too much to drink. Well I am the kind of guy that if you level with me, and don't try a feed me a bunch of bull-shit, and apologize, then that is that, and it is over. I said you might as well say over at Linda's for the night, that way you don't have to take a chance on getting a DUI! I told him that I would see him tomorrow and hung up.
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I started for the sofa bed, and I figured that I might as well unplug the phone. That way it would keep anybody from calling me, and waking me up. It was hanging on the wall, in the kitchen next to my mother’s door. As I was unplugging the phone, I stuck my head in my mother’s room, and told her that I was unplugging the phone, and I would plug it back in later on. She said, okay and went back to watching her show. I went into the living room, and latched that door, so my mother did not wake me up. As soon as I hit the mattress, I was out, and I stayed that way all night long. I do believe that was the best sleep I had ever had. Out of a dead sleep, I heard the door bell ring, which made my eyelids pop open. I lay there thinking that I should have disabled the damn doorbell. Whoever it was, they were persistent, as they kept ringing that damn bell. I yelled; hold on, I will be there in a minute! Then I heard Jessie yelling, HEY RON, IT IS ME, OPEN THE GATE! I am thinking why doesn't he use his key? I got out of bed and buzzed Jessie in, and I went and sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to come upstairs. Jessie opened the door and walked into the living room, and asked me if I was asleep. I told him what took place the day before, and told him that was why I was still in bed! He told me again that he was sorry for flaking on me, but as usual he drank too much. That made me think of why he didn't use his key, so I asked him, why didn't you use your key. He told me that he had lost it over at Linda’s and it would eventually show up.
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I asked him if he wanted a cup of coffee, and he said that he did. I got up, slipped on my pants and went into the kitchen and made coffee. I told Jessie to come into the kitchen and grab a seat. He came it the kitchen, stuck his head in my mothers room and said, hello Josephine, how are you doing? I heard her reply, oh just fine thank you Jessie! He came over to the breakfast nook, and sat down. There was a pad of paper there, and a pencil. He said, well while I am here, might as well make a list of everything that we will need to start building the mother-in-law downstairs! As I sat there, I smelled the coffee brewing, and God it smelled good, and it made me hungry. I went into my mother's room and asked her if she wanted something to eat, and she said that she had already eaten. I went back into the kitchen and asked Jessie if he was hungry? He told me that he had eaten at Linda's. Well that meant that I only had to fix myself something to eat. I looked in the refrigerator and got some bacon and eggs, I decided to make a bacon and egg sandwich. Jessie was writing away, and he stopped and looked over to where I was and said, that does smell good. I asked him again, you sure that you don't want something to eat? He told me, no man, I'm stuffed; I could not eat anything if I wanted to! I said, okay man, I fixed the sandwich and sat down and ate it.
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Jessie finished the rough estimate and started to read off what we would need, and he could not estimate how much money that we would need, because the prices were so much different than they were back in Maryland. He told me what he called a, guesstimate. I almost choked, on the guesstimate that he gave me for the price of the materials. I told him, damn man, I don’t want to buy a house, I just want to build a mother in-law man! Jessie laughed and said, hey I don’t make the prices, and that is why things cost so much here! Well as soon as you get ready we will go down to Goodman’s Lumber and pick up what we need to start the job. Jessie looked over at me and asked me. You are going to get a permit, right? I replied, oh yeah, I am going down right after breakfast and pick one up! I finished getting dressed and we headed for Goodman’s Lumber. I was lucky behind the fact that Goodman’s Lumber was just a the bottom of the hill, about three minutes away, and that was stopping at the stop signs, other than that, it would take about a minute. Once there, we lucked out again, and found parking right in front of Goodman’s, on Bayshore Blvd. We went is and headed for the lumber department. Goodman’s was just like a Home Depot, they had just about whatever you needed to build a house, or a lot of other things, and they were less expensive, plus they were right down the street. We got a cart, and by the time we got just the bare minimum to just start the job, you could hardly push the cart, because it was so heavy. (Don’t say I didn’t remind you about Valentine’s Day, GoTo thebirthofviolence.com and get flower'
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While standing in line waiting to check out Jessie said, oh by the way, Linda's brother Jim, remember me telling you that he is a San Francisco Fireman? Well he was telling me about this fishing spot that he goes to down to at Oyster Point. He was telling me that he pulls huge Stripped Bass out of there like nobodies business. The good thing is, all you need is a lure, and it is called a Lucky 13. He said that he goes down at night, when the tide is high. He told me that they bight when the tide is coming in, and when it goes out. He was telling me about this burn-out barge that caught fire and they put out the fire and pushed it up on the bank, and that where it stayed because if they left it out in the water, it would have sunk and then no boats, ships or whatever could have gotten by; he said that you have to be real careful when you go out on the barge, as it is falling apart, and you have to get to the end of the barge so you can cast out. He was telling me that this lure is so big, and to the fish, it looks like a wounded fish and the Strippers tear it up. The fish that he said that he has caught off of that barge is unreal, plus he said that there are skate's out there that are so big that when he gets one on, he cuts the line because you don't even want you hand anywhere around its mouth, those things are bad ass. I heard that when the scallops run out, they take the skate's wings and punch out round pieces and substitute it and nobody knows the difference, so they must be good. I told him that it sounded good, when were we going? He said that they were going tonight, and wanted to know if you and me wanted to come, but we could not tell anybody about the barge, because if people found out how good the fishing was, you would never be able to fish there because it is only room for four or five tops. Will if we are going, we need to go buy the lures. He told me where I could buy them, so after we unload this material, we will go get a couple. I said sounds good to me.
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I paid for the material; we loaded in the van and headed home. On the way to my house I stopped at the corner market and picked up beer and cigarettes and went home. We unloaded the van and went upstairs and popped open a couple of Buds. Jessie was telling that he really liked this chick Linda, and this I was glad to hear, as hopefully she would snap him out of this self destructiveness that he is doing to himself. Jessie was a helluva man, and my best friend, which made it very hard for me to watch him drink himself to death, Ever since he started going out with Linda, his attitude had done an about face and I was sure hopping that was going to be the case. We sat around and threw down a few beers. I asked Jessie if he wanted something to eat, so he would have something in his stomach and wouldn’t get drunk, as fast. As we were talking he told me that he talked to his kids when he was over at Linda’s. He said that they were doing fine, and they really missed him, and that their mother had gotten married. He didn’t really act like he was worried about it and she could go fuck herself. What he wasn’t too happy about was some stranger living with his kids, as he did not know how they were going to be treated. We finished our beers and decided to go buy those lures that Jimmy told him about. We got in the car and Jessie started to give me directions, and then I realized that we had been in that sporting goods store a few times. Once there, we went straight to the fishing department. I asked the guy working that department if they sold a lure called a “Lucky 13?” He said that they did, and told us to follow him. He took us over to this rack that had all of theses lures on it, pulled one off and asked, is this what you are looking? I looked at it and this thing was a big ass lure. It was about as round as a cigar, three inches long and most of the body was painted white, with the head area painted red. This thing had three triple hooks hanging from the bottom of it. This was a wicked looking lure, and if a fish bit it, he wasn’t getting off, he was dinner.
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When we went to the counter to pay for the lure, I got to thinking that I didn't have heavy enough line on my pole. I asked the guy, hey do you fish, or do you just sell the stuff to fish with? He laughed and told me, oh yes, when I'm not working, or doing the honey-do thing, I keep a line in the water. I told him, well I am from the east coast, and most of the fishing that I do is, fresh-water fishing, so I am not all that schooled on salt-water fishing, especially with lures like this one. He told me, there are a lot of people that don't have a clue about fresh-water fishing, and on the other hand, their are a lot of fresh-water fishermen that don't have a clue about salt-water fishing, so don't feel bad. Me I do it all that is when my wife lets me out of the house! Ha Ha Ha!He asked me, well where are you guys going fishing? I told him a little bit about the barge, and so too not give up Jimmy's fishing spot, I just told him that it was somewhere in the south bay, I really did not know, as I was being invited. He told me that as large as the lure is, it is going to be tough casting as it, so the line has everything in the world to do with casting, but if your line is not strong enough, and you catch a good size fish, your line will snap like a toothpick. He went on to say that if it were him, he would use at least twelve pound test line. It is light enough to cast with, and if you catch a fish, and it breaks that line, you can forget it, as you would never get the fish to shore anyway. He asked me, so is that what you guys want? I will tell you another thing, I have been fishing this bat for many years, and I have never seen a fish in the bay that would break this line, unless it is a shark, and there are sharks in there that are definitely big enough to break that line, but most of them are just Tiger sharks. I told him, hey man; you sold me, for one, you really sound like you know what you are talking about, so give us two of them. (Want to turn your twitter account into a money making machine that works all by itself, and makes you money while you sleep? GoTo http://Bit.ly/3HxDUB, and check out the free videos and see how easy it really is!)
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We bought the lures and the tackle and headed for home. The bar was on the way home, so we decided to stop in and see who was there and have a beer. Lucked out again, and got a parking place right in front of Eddy’s Place. We noticed that for a Saturday, there were not many cars parked out front, which was unusual. We got out and went in, and as soon as we went though the front door, we were surprised, as the bar was almost full. The reason for that is, there is a lot of walk in traffic, as we were in the city, and that is what people do, they walk when they can, and that way, they don’t have to worry about getting locked up for DUI, which was very expensive. We walked down to the end of the bar where we always sat or stand, because Eddy always told us that we should give the customer a stool, which we already knew. There were three stools, and there was one guy sitting in the middle, with a stool opened on either side of him. He was a regular and as soon as he saw us the said, here take my stool, I can slide over. He did, and we thanked him and ordered a couple of beers, Jose was bar tending and as soon as he finished serving this one guy, he came to the end of the bar, with a Bud in each hand. He asked us what was going on and we told him about going fishing that night. He asked, why are you guys going at night, doesn’t make it a bit hard to fish in the dark? I told him, well that is why they make flashlights, and where we are going, you are not suppose to be, so we go at night, that way no one can see us. Jose smiled at us and said, well have fun fishing in the dark. Jose did not fish, so he did not realize that fishermen, fish whenever, and no matter if the sun is out, or if it is raining or not, you fish.
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Jose looked down to where Jessie were sitting, and I put two fingers up to let him know that we were ready for couple more beers. Jessie was throwing them down pretty quick; I told him the he had better slow down, because as I understood it, we had to basically climb out on this barge, and if he got all fucked up, he would probably end up in the water. He looked over at me and told me that he would be just fine. I told him, okay man! It had gotten dark and almost time to go to Linda’s house, and meet her brother there. We finished our be er and went to Linda’s house. I was surprised that she lived that close to the bar. Jessie told me to pull over, and wait, that Jimmy said he would meet us here. Jessie told me that the house we were parked in front of belonged to Linda’s mother and father. Jimmy had bought the house about six houses down. Jessie reached back into the cooler and grabbed a beer, and asked me if I wanted one. I told him what the hell, yeah I’ll take one. We sat there for about fifteen minutes when Jessie said, here he comes. I looked up the street and here came this pretty good size tall blonde headed guy, which surely looked like he was of Scandinavian decent. Linda was built the same way, big boned, and Linda was a big girl herself, not fat, just had a large frame. He walked up to Jessie’s window and asked us if we were ready to catch some fish. Jessie told him, this is Ron; he is the guy I came out here with. He leaned inside of the truck, and shook my hand and told me that it was nice to meet me. I said the same. Jimmy said let me grab my pole and we can split. He started to walk away and he stopped like he had forgotten something. He turned around and asked Jessie if we bought the Luck 13’s? Jessie said that we got them. He opened the garage door and grabbed pole, and headed back to the van, opened the side door and got in and gave me directions on how to get to the barge, and we split.
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While ridding down the road, Jimmy was telling us about this fire that he was fighting, andhow some of the people in the house got burnt up, and there was nothing that anyone could do, by the time that they had gotten there it was fully engulfed, and there was no way anybody was living through that. He said that bad wiring started it; someone that lived there was doing the electrical work, and didn’t have a clue as to what he was doing. I thought to myself, boy these guys that fight fires must see a lot of gross things, and they do bust their ass’s, as they have to clean up, and then board everything up to keep people out. He told me to turn down this dirt road, and park. This place was not that far from the freeway, but it was secluded enough where no one could see you. We all got out and I looked over to the water, and saw that barge that was mostly in the water, that the front close to the bank. The barge was burnt here and there, but is looked safe, so what the hell, if you fall in, what are you going to be up to your waste in water? I got my pole and we headed for the barge. When we got to the front, it had a 2x12 board going from the bank to the end of the barge. I am looking at this and thinking, well if I am going to fall in, I rather do it here where it is shallow. Jimmy told us to be careful as the board was a bit bouncy and to just take it slow. He walked right up the board with no problem, I let Jessie go first, and as I figured that I was going to have to pull him out of the water. He made it up with ease, which surprised me; I guess that he wasn’t as fucked up as I thought he was. I started up the board a bit too quick and it started to bounce, so I stopped and waited foe it to stop, and then I continued up and onto the barge. Once on the barge I looked down and there was nothing but little seashells everywhere. Jimmy stopped and told us to be careful of this one area, as the sides were unstable. He was right as I jumped across the hole; the side gave way a little bit. I watch Jessie jump across and he made it fine. We went through this hole at the en of the barge and we were right there at the water
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There wasn’t much room to stand, only about six to eight feet out, and about twelve wide; just enough room for three to four people to fish comfortably. Four would be pushing it a bit, but four could fit. I looked down over the edge, and it was about five feet to the water. Jimmy told us that when the tide came in, it would be close to the edge of the barge. Jimmy asked us if we knew how to tie a knot, because if the lure comes off you are done fishing for the night, and you are out a lure. I told him, well if I don’t know anything; I do know how to tie a knot. Jimmy already had his on the pole. He said watch, this is where you want to cast. He whipped that lure way the hell out there, he was a big boy, but that was a helluva of cast. I said, damn Jimmy, you really got that sucker out there. He replied, yeah with the light weight line, and the weight of the lure, you can cast pretty far. I told Jessie, I will hold the light while you tie yours on, and you can hold the light for me. It took him a while to tie the knot, which meant that he was getting fucked up. I knew that he would get fucked up from all the beer that he drank. I asked him, you want me to do it? He looked up and said, no man, I got it! Which and where he didn’t want to look bad in front of Jimmy. He finally got it on, and took the light and shinned it so that I could see how to do mine. Once I got mine tied on, Jessie and me got up the edge of the barge and started to cast out. Jessie and me were always fishing, so casting it out to where Jimmy said to cast it. I was surprised how far it went out. Jimmy said that you had to bring it in slowly, and told us like this. We watched and did like he said. Jimmy was the first one to get a hit, and he pulled his pole back hard and quickly. I watch as is pole bent to the point that I thought it was going to break. His line was coming out of his reel so fast that I thought that he was going to run out. The fish had to be a monster, as Jimmy would reel it in, and the fish would pull it back out. This went on for quite some time and I didn’t think that he was going to get it in. He fought that fish for twenty minutes, at least. Finally he wore the fish down, and he got it up close to the barge and told Jessie to grab the net. I watched this fish fight right up until Jimmy got it in the net. I couldn’t believe how bid that stripper was; it was the biggest one that I had seen in person. (Don't forget Valentine's Day, it is not far away. Have you flowers or candy delivered to almost anywhere in the world. GoTo thebirthofviolence.com and order yours now!)
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He pulled the net up on the barge; this fish was not ready to quite yet. It was still jumping all over the place, and I’ll say one thing, these stripers were awesome and I couldn’t wait to hook one. I watched Jimmy reach into the net and grab the striper, by his gill, and pull him out, and that fish was still kicking. Jimmy looked at Jessie and me and said; see I don’t tell fish stories, I told you that you can catch big stripers; he held up the fish and said did I lie? I said, no my man you turned us onto a good fishing spot, I hope, I haven’t got mine yet. Jessie said me neither and cast his “lucky 13”, way out there. I realized that this was how you had to do it. You had to cast it as far as you could and reel the lure in very slowly so that the lure looked like a wounded bat fish. The knack of it was, getting the speed down, as to where it did what it was designed to do. I saw Jessie pull back on his pole, and watched his pole bend down just like Jimmy’s did. I couldn’t believe it, Jessie caught one before I did. Jimmy told Jessie to turn his drag up, before the fish broke the line. I’m watching Jessie fight this fish, and I could not wait until I hooked into one. When you catch a gig fish, it kind of makes you high, and I could not wait for my high! Jessie would reel it in, and the fish would take it back out. As small of an area as it was, when someone gets one on, everybody else has to reel their lines in, so not to get the lines tangled up.(Need cash? GoTo moreronsblogs.com and get some!)
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I watched Jessie fighting his fish, and I so wanted to get my line back in the water and hook one for myself. I asked Jessie if he had it. He looked over at me and smiled, I got it, but it is a strong fish, I have never got a fight out of any fish that I have ever caught. Jessie would reel it in, and the fish would just take the line back out. He had a big shit-eating grin on his face, and I knew he was having a good time. This fish was wearing him out, as I could tell that his arms were getting tired. He had been fighting the fish for at least, twenty minutes. Jimmy on the other hand was in helluva good shape; being a fireman, gives you muscles on top of muscles, and he was a very healthy guy. Jimmy asked Jessie if he was going to be able to bring the fish in, as Jessie was having a hard time with it, and Jessie told him of course he was going to bring it in. About that time, he pulled back is pole, and I heard the line snap, and he lost his fish. Jimmy told him the as strong as that fish was, it was probably a skate, and that is why his line snapped. Jessie said, shit man, there went a new lure. I told him to move over, so I could cast out. I looked over the edge of the barge, and could see that the water was going down fast, which meant that the tide was going back out. I got the best cast of the night; it got out to where Jimmy was casting, and as soon as it hit the water, I got a hit, and the fight was on! This fish was definitely the biggest that I had ever had on a line. I had caught a huge catfish back in Maryland, and it was 26 inches long, and took me over an hour to get it in, but this fish was way stronger than the catfish. Now I knew what Jessie went through, as I had been fighting this fish for over a half of an hour. It seemed that the closer that I got him to the barge, the more it fought. I’m really putting the muscle to it, and getting it closer to the barge, and the fish jumped out of the water and when it came back down and hit the water, it made a helluva splash. I was loving this, it was just so cool, and this was by far, the biggest fish that I had ever caught. The closer I got him to the barge, the crazier it got. Jimmy grabbed the net, and told me to bring it over to where he was. He was just about to net it, and it took off again, I would reel it back to the barge, and it would take my line out again. Jimmy reached over the edge of the barge to net the fish, and all of a sudden, the damn fish spit the lure out and took off. None of us could believe it, and the thing that really sucked, was Jimmy was the only one to get the fish in. Bottom line, I had a ball!
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Jimmy pulled the stringer out of the water, held it up high and laughed. He told Jessie and me, don’t worry, you guys will get the hang of it, and you will be pulling your own in. It just takes a little bit of time to learn what to do and what not to do. This is not that hard, and as you can very well see, there are plenty of fish here. You guys did not get yours in this time, butyou know what, I did do too well when I first started to come down here and fish either. I looked over the edge of the barge and just a bout all of the water was gone; there may have been maybe a foot or so. Jimmy said, yeah tonight is a negative tide, and the water level get really low. He said, well let’s get everything together and go home. We did not have a lot to get together, because there was no cooler, or tackle boxes to pack up. I said oh well, at least we found a good place to fish, that is not to far from San Francisco, and you come light, and don’t have to bring a lot of stuff with you. I knew that the next time that Jessie and me came here to fish, we would indeed bring the cooler full of beer, and at least one tackle box, and extra Lucky 13’s. These lures were expensive and it would surly start to get into the money if we lost one every time we came here to fish. I asked Jimmy, so how anchovies work. He replied, they work fine, but I have never had any better way of catching them on anything besides the Lucky 13. You can use anchovies if you want, they work, but it takes longer to catch them. Hey each to his own, try the anchovies if you want. Well let’s go! We packed everything to the van and dropped Jimmy off at his house and went back to my house and
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The next day I decided to go to Eddy’s and see what was going on. When I got there Jose was sitting on this side of the bar having a mixed drink. The only time he drank mixed drinks was he didn’t have to work the following day as a security guard at the local high school. I got up on the stool next to him and got a beer. The only window in the bar was in the short side of the bar, in the corner. I asked Jose what was going up, and he told me, same old shit man, just another day. I spun around on my bar stool, and watched the traffic go by on Mission Street. I told Jose, your right man, just she same old shit! T told Jose that he should have been with me the day before, and then told him what went down at the restaurant whit Sandra’s father, and he just laughed and asked me if I was bull shitting him, and I told him that I swear, it happened. Jose laughed until tears rolled down his checks. I saw the front door come opened, and in walked theses two young girls that I knew were not old enough to drinking, but one of them really looked familiar. Then I heard Jose say, there’s my little girl, and then I remembered meeting her at his mother’s house, it was his niece, and she was just so damn pretty, and polite, just the kind of person you like when you first meet them. I could tell that there was something wrong, and so did Jose, so he asked her what was wrong, and told him that her mother kicked her out of the house because she didn’t get until fifteen after nine. I’m thinking to myself, wow! A bit harsh, for only being fifteen minutes late. Jose could not believe it, and he asked her where she was going to stay, and she pointed to her girlfriend and said that she could stay there for a couple of nights, but after that, she did not know! She said that they had to go, gave him a hug and started to leave Jose told her to make sure that she kept in touch with him and she said that she would, and left. (http://thebirthofviolence.com)
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Jose and I were talking about his niece getting the boot. He told me the Philippine side of his family was very strict, and did not put up with and back-talk, drug use, drinking, you name it and it is taboo in their home. I asked him, so is you auntjust trying to scare her, or is she rally kicked out? He told me that he did not know, and he was going to go talk to her after work, but she had her own mind, and he did not think that she would change her mind because of what he had to say. He told me that when you have a family that is half Mexican and half Philippino, the head is very hard and usually when they make their mind up, that is it. I said, I thought that you said that she was a good girl. He said, that is the sad part, she doesn't smoke, do drugs, skip school, as a matter of fact, she had a 4.0 GPA, and as far as he knew she was still a virgin. She was not lazy, she did whatever her mother asked her to do, and he just could not understand it! He said if she was a piece of shit, he could see it, but she was not, she was what you would call a good girl. I told him that when I was over at his mother's house eating those killer lumpias and she came right up to me and stuck out her hand and welcomed me and introduced herself, I knew right then and there that she was a cool person, and I liked her a lot. Jose said you know instead of me going over there and talking to her, it would probably be best if his mother did it, as sisters talk better than other people in the family!
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Everything was going real smooth, until one night, some guy that Jose knew came into the bar, pulled him to the side and told him something, and what ever it was, Jose was listening real close, so not to miss anything that the guy was telling him. I watched this guy give Jose an address. He finished his beer and split. When Jose looked at me, I knew right away that something was really wrong. He walked over to me and he was so mad I thought that his eyeballs were going to pop out of his head. He said, Gad Damn It! He told me that guy that he was just talking with, told him that he heard that his niece was working out of this whorehouse down in the Tenderloin. He gave Jose the address and Jose asked me if I would go down there and help him get her out of there. I told him right away that I would. He told me that his aunt refused to let her move back in the house, and he thought that she was still living with that girlfriend that came in the bar with, but apparently that was not the case, and she ended up in the Tenderloin selling herself, probably to survive. A young pretty thing like that would not last long living on the streets; she would have been raped andprobably murdered. I asked him when he wanted to go down and get his niece and he said that we were both off the next day; would I go down with him then? I told him that I would. The rest of the night was uneventful.
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