“That lot will rot your teeth barf breath, your nineteen and eat more sweets than JJ does.”
“I like sweets and I may go for a pint later you coming?”
“Nah, I still don’t like it and I am knackered, but we can go out later in the week, you’re paying.” He disappeared to his room and the phone was ringing. I ran and answered it.
“Hello? Welles house, Michelle speaking.”
“Hello Miss Welles… Goddamn it you even sound sexy on the phone Missy. I‘ve had to cancel the holiday. Michelle, Mum’s in hospital she had a bad fall and she’s broken her wrist and needs an operation on it. So I can’t leave her is that okay, I’m so sorry?” I was miffed I was looking forward to the Saturday, Sunday thing.
“No, your Mum needs you, I need you too but that can always wait, I will get the train back tomorrow.” Good job he can’t see my face.
“You’re disappointed I can hear it in your voice, but no stay there it will be the last time you see the place and a week won’t kill us.” My God, he’s good.
“What if I die from a broken heart it will be your fault then.” He laughed. “I’ll have you know Sam I am extremely disappointed, but will live with it, for now. Is she all right is Emma all right?” I loved hearing his voice.
“She fell down the stairs, twice in less than a fortnight. I think she may have passed out again. She gets dizzy and falls a lot of late. What you doing now Mi cielo?” He let out a deep sigh his voice was almost teary, I’m thinking there’s more to this than falling, once maybe but twice? He’s hiding something from the new girlfriend.
“Well nothing much apart from arguing with Michael about what we’re watching on telly.” I waited a little for the reply.
“Who is this Michael? How long is he there for Michelle?” He was jealous.
“He’s here for full three weeks. I’m mad, wanted my bed to myself too.” He dropped the phone I think.
“You’re sharing a bed?” I laughed.
“Yes, I am with my Grandma why?” He laughed. “Argh, you thought I was sharing with him? I did until last year as we have bunk beds. I think Gramps thought I was becoming a bit of a temptation for him. Though even thinking about him and me like that makes both of us laugh. That would be wrong, he’s my cousin and more like my big ugly brother, honestly Sam you’re an idiot. That’s not even funny.” He apologised and then laughed.
“What you doing tomorrow then?”
“Oh, I am going skating on the pleasure beach with the other Michelle from next door we do it every time I come on my second day. Michael is off with Gramps to Manx land, what you doing?”
“Spending time between here and hospital, I miss you. I really wanted to see you too.” I wanted to see him too.
“You could always come for the day, if you’re sure you don’t want me to come back?” That gave him something to think about.
“I really want you to come back to me, but we will manage and the whole planned first time? We can do again I promise, I will take you away when you get back a nice hotel or somewhere? I’ll try to get there to see you, but Mum’s in a bad way. I’ll try, but it won’t be an overnighter Missy.” I would be just happy seeing him.
“Try please, but no problem if you can’t, I miss you too.” His Aunty was calling him for dinner.
“I’ll ring you tomorrow. I Love you Mi cielo.” Oh, that’s so nice.
“I love you too bye.” The phone went dead and I went to bed before Grams. She snored badly, if I didn’t get to sleep first, I never would. Sleep I did, sea air and fantasies about Sam were wonderful. Grams snoring eventually woke me up cranky. Her snoring could wake the dead. I washed and went down, my breakfast, when Michelle walked in.
“Hi. Michelle.” Hugs, cuddles, and screaming over I grabbed my things.
“Hi, come on grab your tickets for the ferry.” I had everything, and my skates thrown over my shoulder. Gramps had whitened them and treated the leather; I have to wonder where I will get to wear them in sodding Stockton?
“It’s great seeing you even if it is only for a week.” We had a great time skating. I filled her in on Sam. She had a load of advice for me, I asked her about all sorts of stuff. She may be a preacher’s girl but she was a wild girl away from the house.
She was Sam’s age and such a good friend when I was here, though she didn’t return many of the letters I sent her. Those she did return were full of her latest conquest at the hotel and guest that had taken her fancy. She said some people know they are perfect for each other, and are to be together from their first kiss. This was the person to ask about sex and stuff. I did and boy was she knowledgeable. All my questions answered, and some I was shocked at, but made note of.
“Michelle do you realise all we have talked about is Sam? I think you have it bad. From what you say, I figure this time next year you will be married and throwing out children, with super stud Sam. That’s if you can tempt him into sex, though looking at the looks you’re getting in here, I’m surprised he hasn’t already?” So am I Michelle, so am I.
“No to the children Michelle, shit I’m not long out of being one myself and I want to travel the world, have a career, do things to better my life. We did joke about him following me anywhere. I think that idea appeals to me, coming home to him every night wouldn’t be a bad thing to happen.”
“I think you’ve just answered your own question. You want him as much as he wants you; you’re not the first eighteen year old girl to get married. Boy, your way older up in that noggin of yours than is good for you, you’re too old sometimes. Pity you can’t work the summer here with me. We could rip the nightlife up here in Blackpool. I’d love to go out with you one night, but my next night off isn’t until next week. I’m busy working, I had to book today off as a holiday. Come on let’s get out of here. We need to get a drink and something to eat at The Manchester I think? You scrub up well, that jumpsuit’s nice.”
“Do you remember I don’t drink?” She laughed as we left the arena and headed for the pub.
“We have a group in the hotel from Stockton. They are on a lad’s holiday. Right bunch of idiots too. There’s one though, now he’s sex on flaming legs. My tongue dropped when he walked in the dining room, he is… Umm well my next target.” I laughed, The Jolly Boys outing, of course I had forgotten about them?
“Sam was meant to be with them, but he had to cancel, they were the idiots on the coach apparently his mates got his room as he’d already paid for it, a nice lad too Ben, he’s called?” The day went so quickly, my legs ached and I was all skated out and plenty of new moves were learnt.
“I could get you some work here for the summer season, back at the Castle, the kitchens always crying out for staff?” I smiled. I would love the chance at that, but I would miss Sam too much, I’m missing him already and it’s only the first day.
“If Gramps wasn’t moving that would be something to think of, but at the moment. I have Sam and I’m missing him now, so all summer without him would break my heart. Michelle, stop laughing but thanks for the offer.”
We arrived home a little after eight we’d had a long day. I wouldn’t get to see Michelle, too much this time as she was working. The week though flew by far too quickly for time with Gramps and yet too slowly away from Sam? I’d been to Manx land, where I had my ears pierced. Grams was insistent, the little blue sapphire studs were Gram’s birthday gift and cute. The pain was horrid and I nearly ended up with only the one done, but managed because I needed to wear nice earrings and would look stupid with just one in, so I had it done.
Michael and I went to see the other oldies he had to endure a full afternoon with Nana. He sat and sulked all the way there, he didn’t like her either because he looked like a taller version of my dad but with straight hair. Grandma had had a big win on bingo, so she gave me a whole load of cash for stuff too. All the oldies had given me money, to get girl clothes. Grandad had slipped me some too, as he always did. I was just shocked at the amount though.
“Grandad I can’t take this. Please?” He made me take it for things for college and to buy fun things. I took it and bought things with it. Shoes, I bought shoes. I bought loads of new things, including a present for Sam. Sam had rang every night, we talked about stuff, he made references to things he wanted to do on the night I lost it, and I‘d laugh, mainly because it was on my list, shit he had my bloody list. He wouldn’t admit it though he just said perhaps we thought the same things? We we’re missing each other. Sam hadn’t been able to come his mum was still bad and in hospital.
My favourite day had been Thursday, when Gramps and I went to Blackpool he was on a mission to update my boy wardrobe to ladies clothes. He liked the cream dress I wore and decide it was time to throw away the tracksuits. Although he hated it, we went dress shopping. I liked it when Gramps spoils me, and the dresses he picked were so beautiful elegant, and nice. He gave me more money for the underwear, saying he wasn’t going in that sort of shop. He didn’t enjoy the clothes shopping, but we had a wonderful day. We ate at a nice restaurant, a seafood place for lunch, I loved just sitting and talking to him, he chatted about Sam. We both agreed he was right for me, as long as I was happy so was he. We strolled for the tram and caught the ferry back. He was such a gentleman doffing his hat at the women as we passed saying good evening.
I packed my dresses carefully in the new dress bags. Michael dropped me at the coach. Gramps was on a day trip with his Manx friends, he’d woken me before he went to say goodbye. I hated leaving them, Grams bless her was on her merry way to bingo, kissing me goodbye at the ferry.
“Tell Laura to come to Blackpool for the weekend and go and see her, tell Grams you’re going overnight fishing, but remember to buy the fish before you get back.” He smiled.
“I have those very plans a foot. I forgot about the fish though you devious little witch, thanks and please be careful with this Sam bloke Michelle, please? I will see you in summer, if they haven’t sold up, well at least for a week. I’m here all summer working at the docks, so hoping they don’t…”
The week was shit and the only highlights were the hours, yes hours I spent on the phone with Michelle, pulling her leg about things on her list she now knows I have seen and I have promised to do them all, but we’re agreed the sex on the beach is a no go! What with visits to the hospital and worrying about mum, this week has been crap. She'd had surgery and all went well. The scans and x-rays however spotted several old breaks, which had healed. She had at some stage had a bleed on her brain. I knew when that happened. It was the last time dad hit me badly hurting me too, that was the time she went funny, she has these lost days and apparently, these are down to that.
I had talked in confidence to a social worker, explaining our predicament, but unless mum pressed charges, they too were powerless to act. She maintained a fall from the stairs in a momentary blackout had caused the fall. Being, as I was fed up of having to explain why mum wouldn’t leave him, I told all problems to the hospital social worker. They offered us counselling, and the offer of protection from him was made by the police, but she was adamant she’d just fell down the stairs in the dark. They saw what she was like and they too were fighting a losing battle. What would snap her out of this? Would she ever change?
I had a free afternoon so I went shopping. I checked out the jewellers in town and saw a nice ring, not a flashy engagement ring, a Claddagh ring. They luckily had them in all types and styles, I remembered her saying she loved silver, but it made her itch. I chose a nice one with a platinum band, nearly silver right? It was really pretty too and had a heart shaped sapphire in the grips of the two hands! I read the meaning of the word Claddagh even that was perfect. A friendship and promise ring.
I had to guess her ring size though. I figured if it fit on my little finger it should fit on hers, my logic made no sense, but I was the same in the lingerie shop! If it fit in my hand, the cup, it would fit her boobs in and not buying the stuff made me look like a pervert! I need her sizes they are really confusing. I’m getting her some fancy frilly things, when I sneak a look at the sexy stuff she had on before!
I made my way to the Frog, I ordered a drink then sat and people watched. Michelle was having that effect on me. I smiled just at the thought of her. Andy came in and joined me and we sat in silence just drinking. We ended up as drunk as a pair of proverbial skunks, Andy and I were legless, as we walked home and to our amazement dad was in the front room, watching television.
We sat and watched him but he ignored us. Not once did he say anything to us, or ask how mum was, not even holding his hand out for money. Not so big with us two are you, you mean little bastard? I got up and went to bed, Andy followed. Oh, my head was killing me. I haven’t been this bad since New Year and I then remember the girl from Heaven. She was the fumble on the market stall. Poor cow, I smiled Michelle wouldn’t entertain the market stall, nor would I take her there. She is home tomorrow and I missed her. Hell, I didn’t phone her! She would be mad, I will explain when I see her, and then I sleep.
I had a bath shaved and changed and went to meet her, the coach had arrived, shit she was here already! She was already off, bags in hands she smiled and dropped the bags and jumped into my arms. Now this I’d missed, I breathed in her scent, she smelt so nice, as I kissed her and put her down, grabbing her bags.
“How’s your Mum?” Not the first thing I would have said to her, she’s worried about mum?
My coach came and I kissed and hugged Michael goodbye, and started the journey back, it seemed to take forever in getting back. I was tired and fed up when I got to the art gallery. I collected my bags and turned to walk home… Sam was here, and I thought he'd forgotten me. I dropped my things and ran into his arms he swept me up in his arms, a week without kissing my hunk. He kissed me as if we’d not seen each other in months. He finally put me down and picked up my bags, I carried my dress bags.
“I missed you, how’s your Mum?” Kissed again, oh I had missed these.
“She is fine and out of hospital next Monday. I missed you more, sorry for letting you down and not coming.” He held my hand juggling the other bags.
“Well my place is empty lets, head there. I need to do some making up for lost time, and fast. I met your Dad and he knows I’m meeting you and will get you back in one piece.”
We were out of luck because his dad, for a change was in, and sat watching the telly. I went straight upstairs and Sam followed. He put some music on and he lay at the side of me and we just kissed and hugged, I could have done more, but not with him in the house, but this was nice. His bed needed to be bigger too.
“Oh wait I have a present for you.” He laughed his lips red from the kisses, his cheeks flushed too.
“I have one for you as well.” I got his from my bag and he went to his drawers and handed me a small box. I opened mine and laughed. He looked hurt.
“No Sam it’s beautiful really it is so pretty, thank you angel. Just open yours please.” He smiled and he undid the ribbons and emptied the contents into his hand.
“Great minds think alike Mi cielo.” We had bought each other Claddagh rings, his was just a chunky gold one with our initials interlocked on the heart, and mine was so pretty, the heart in my ring was a sapphire. It was the brightest blue and beautiful.
“They’re a promise of love, friendship, and commitment. I’m shocked we both bought the same thing.” He kissed me as Andy came bounding in.
“Not disturbing you, am I?”
“No, Sam is just about to take me home, I have work tomorrow. No worries Andy.” Sam picked up my bags and we headed down the stairs and out of the door.
“I can’t believe we got matching rings, that’s kismet or whatever they call it? Mine is a perfect, fit how’s yours.” I laughed and looked at what finger he had it on, phew right hand ring finger.
“Perfect, see.” He walked me home and came in for coffee. Mum was the only one up.
“I’m doing Sam a coffee would you like one?”
> “No, Michelle I’m going to bed. Goodnight you two.” I kissed Sam.
“Still want a drink or what?” He grinned.
“What’s the alternative to the coffee exactly?” I knew what I wanted, but that wasn’t on the cards.
“I have on one of your favourite sets of underwear Sam.” He smiled.
“Really Mi cielo, let me see which ones?” He asked me stand in front of him. What was he up to? His hands were on my legs working their way to the top of the stockings he rolled them down, I had my hands in his hair. Next, leg so gently done too. He helped rid me of my knickers, as I stepped out of them. I wondered what new thing he had planned. He looked up at me and smiled.
“Are you ready Mi cielo?” I smiled.
“Bring it on…” His head disappeared under my dress, his tongue moved from the top of my knee to the top of my leg, his tongue played in my lady garden, Tasha’s words not mine, my head was in a tizzy as he invaded me. Oh my Lord what was he doing? He had his hands on my backside and pulled me closer to him. He was tracing the area with his tongue he slipped it inside me, sheisk. He was in me with his tongue. This was amazing…
He blew gently along it, causing me to squeal a little and fist his hair. This turned me into a quivering wreck. He picked, me up and sat me on the couch, if he’d have waited much longer my legs would have buckled, I couldn’t cope with all the amazing, things he was doing to me. He was yet to finish, he was still pleasuring me with his tongue. He had me lie down and he lay at the side of me, he was kissing me, my taste on his lips and now his fingers had taken over.
I undid his pants and slipped my hand down and freed him, I moved my hand slowly up and down, his kisses muffled my cries, his moaning deepened, my name was being whispered into my ear.
“Michelle, I want you really Mi cielo. Marry me, love me and let me have you, all of you?” Oh, my God, I wanted him too. Oh, too late… He had come, my hand sticky and warm, I had him all over my hands, and his head was in my chest.
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