CHAPTER 1

INTRODUCTION 

 

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Some contents might be disturbing to some individuals, readers discretion is advised.

The content and characters found in this book are completely work of fiction and imagination of the author, any relation to real persons is completely out of coincidence. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 1;

 

 

My hands on her face felt nice and warm while my heart was pounding in my chest. It’s a good thing she couldn’t feel it or else it would be very embarrassing.
She leaned in towards me her lips partying slightly. ‘Damn, she is so pretty,’ I thought. Involuntary my eyes closed and leaned for a deep passionate kiss. My body tingled and suddenly I wasn’t nervous even a little. As a matter of fact I was ready to take control.
‘Finally,’ I thought excitedly. The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity. I was aroused so much by the kiss and it seemed like she was too because she started to unbutton the shirt I was wearing.
She was gentle and precise like someone who knew what she was doing and had done it a hundred times before. Her eyes were locked on mine and I was hypnotized and I couldn’t look away. I didn’t really want to look away actually. I could look in her eyes and at her all day long and never get tired.
I was glad she was gentler, smoother with me since I couldn’t remember the last time I went out with anyone, let alone had sex. Also it’d help me take in every step of the way and bask in the sensation of it all. I could go out with any girl I want, but I just didn’t want to, kind of. I was not my brother who could go out with any woman as long as she was hot or just simply interesting.
My thoughts scattered when her hand landed on my bare chest. I felt exposed and vulnerable instantly, I hadn’t been naked in front of a woman in a little while. But her seductive smile put me at ease instantly.

She then took off her tank top and bra in a few swift moves. I was so struck with her beauty my mouth almost dropped on the floor. She leaned in to start kissing me again and I was eagerly reaching for her naked then I heard something. It was a familiar sound and one that I really wish I didn’t hear at that moment. It stopped for a second I was ready to resume what we were doing, but it started all over again.

I got up to get it because I somehow knew it was my phone. Before I could move she got out of my way only to find her gone in some way I couldn’t explain. And instead of getting up I just found myself opening my eyes, typical, it was just a dream.

I should’ve known from the start that it was just dream. I’m not the guy who ends up with girls in my bed. I used to back then when I was more fun but not these days. I figured girls could read when someone lost his sense of fun. I’m the guy they smile at and order their drinks. I’m the guy they talk to and tell him their problems because I’m a good listener and nothing more.

The guy who is suddenly just not attractive enough for them to go to bed with. Even the ones who start to flirt with me once I look away when I come back they either lose interest or I find them already gone. Jake, my brother is the attractive one. Let me make it clear first, I don’t want to sleep around the way he used to. I just felt like I was ready to move on and I needed someone to be with.

My brother was the hotter guy. The one richer than me with a great job, not me a bar tender. Even though the bar is mine but a bar owner is still nothing too interesting.

And of course I make a lot of money but the women just don’t see it. And I thought girls were more attracted to hot bar tenders. Sometimes, I wondered if I should ask my brother for advices. So, he could teach me a few tricks on how to be better at picking women.

But I knew I’m not that kind of person. I don’t want to fuck different women every night. Besides I needed time to get over my last relationship that didn’t exactly end well. I guess the wait had made me lose my mojo. And also my brother was changing and he seemed to be settling down at last, and I was happy for him. I wasn’t sure anymore if I remembered how to ask a woman on a date anymore. Maybe I had waited too long and I couldn’t get back in the game anymore.

And actually, I already had a woman I wanted to be with but I just couldn’t seem to be able to tell her. I know it sounds like I’m scared to tell her, I thought. Well, I don’t want to ruin our friendship. You know if I tell her and she doesn’t feel the same way and everything becomes awkward.

Then she decides to quit her job and move to a different place. Then I end up losing her all together. There was no way I could let myself risk it. I’d rather remain just friends with her.

Besides I didn’t need a relationship that badly anyway. Jake lasted years without them and he was totally fine during that time. I’m only twenty eight years old. I got couple more years to kill before I settle down and commit to the love of my life who ever she may be.

Yah, I thought Kate was the love of my life but I wasn’t sure she felt the same way or if she was going to be willing to wait for me forever. And also she was young with only twenty two years and she could be with other guys who were much cooler than me.

I was at the gym getting my work out done for the day. I love working out, it clears my mind and help me relax a little. And don’t forget looking good too. I couldn’t get women as my brother but I I’d noticed them checking me out a couple times.

Also, I never wanted to feel weak as I used to when I was little. I hated the way Jake always had to protect me all the time. I always wished to grow up and get big so I could protect him as well.

We didn’t have a great childhood and Jake had the worst part of it. Yes, it wasn’t great for me either but I always saw how hard he fought to keep us alive and safe. Working a ton of jobs and school and taking care of me. I also noticed the nights he slept on an empty stomach so that I could have something to eat.

During winter he would put blankets on me so that I wouldn’t freeze. I owe him everything I have. Don’t get me started on the bar, he put his sweat on it. That’s why I was always terrified of fucking it up. That’s why I have had to work the hardest to make sure it succeed.

Unlike Jake, I hardly graduated high school. If it weren’t for him I would’ve been selling drugs like our fucked up foster parents. That’s why the bar means everything to me. I think that’s also the reason I’ve been so careful and occupied.

When we started the bar we had nothing and on top of that it wasn’t doing well. It was a struggle that I don’t even want to remember how bad things were then. That’s how bad it was.

Anyways, it’s doing great now. I needed to wash up after gym and get my fair share of calories for the day since I burned a lot of them. I had my favorite restaurant down the street and sometimes Kate, actually most of the time she joined me for breakfast.

That always made my morning a whole lot better. She is the kind of person who always make me smile. I feel comfortable around her and I always like her bad jokes which I’m the only person who laughs to them.

 

CHAPTER 2

“Morning Rad,” Kate greeted me in a teasing way, sometimes she does it. When we met at the restaurant and she found I already chose a table.

“Hey,” I replied. Then the memories from the dream rushed back and all over sudden I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.

I couldn’t look at her with a straight face while I was having hot steamy wet dreams of her. I mean, that was not really a reason though, the actual reason. Why I felt so embarrassed was because I liked it. I liked dreaming about her, I liked the way I felt turned on by her even though it was just in a dream. I sound like a pervert but I can’t control it.

“What are we having today?” Kate asked dragging me away from my train of thoughts of guilty pleasure.

“What would you like to have?” I asked her not really sure what I wanted either.

“I feel a little starved this morning. I feel like having bacon, waffles, muffins, and an apple pie.”

“Oh really? Is that your order or did you order that for me?” I knew that was a little too much for her, first because I knew how much she always eat and second because there was no enough space in her body to take that much food.

“Yah, for me. Sometimes I feel like eating for tow.”

“Are you sure?”

“What? You don’t think I can finish a meal like that?”

“Well, I wouldn’t like to speak for your stomach but I think it’s a bit much for you. That order is for someone like me and not someone like you. But hey, I like my girl to have a little weight.” I regretted the words the moment they came out.

She looked at me for a few seconds without saying a word.

“Look, I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Yah, I know,” she blew air out of her mouth like it was totally not a big deal, “I’m gonna prove to you that not only am I going to finish it all but also I’m goings to beat you.”

“Ok, I’m in.” I like how she always try to come up with these competitions for us. Which I always win most of them but, it’s always fun.

I ordered the same thing but I had a few more waffles and muffins on my meal than the one she had because I ate a little more than she did. Well, I’m a 250 pounds guy and she is like a barely 130 pounds.

I couldn’t stop smiling the entire time. Seeing how she kept struggling to get everything in her mouth. Since I was much faster at eating than her, and I did this and got the experience from my childhood. When we were kids we were starved most of the time, so we never played around with food once we got it.

I guess the habit stayed with me. I always ate a little bit faster than other people. Even after getting my own business and about almost a fortune worth amount of money in my bank account. Somethings just never go away I guess.

I finished my meal and Kate was still struggling with hers. I could tell she was full but she was just trying to prove a point now. I knew she didn’t have to but I didn’t stop her. I wanted to see how long it was going to take her to give up.

She was always stubborn, and this was one of her best qualities of hers. And it was interesting how I was the only person who could see this side of hers, or rather the one she wanted to show this side of her to. And she only showed this side to me and never to other people.

She is always humble and submissive when she is around other people. The first look they normally see from her is a nice bar maid. I’m the only person she never try to wear a mask to.

As I sat there sipping my coffee while waiting for her to finish her meal I knew she couldn’t. I found myself lost in her beauty. Her bright blue eyes and long eye lashes were the most appealing aspect.

But she had very nice dark eye brows just like her hair, she changed her hair sometimes. First time I saw her I thought she was blonde. Then, she had red hair, and brown, and pink and now dark hair. To me she looked beautiful, no matter what her hair color is.

She had a perfectly oval shaped face and her dimples drove me nuts whenever she smiles. Her luscious lips, despite being small in size were so seductive. I always wondered what they would test like, but I never got the courage to ask her to go on a date with me.

I couldn’t risk losing her. I knew I can never get a good assistant as her, one that’s hard working and who understood me. When we started I hired this guy to help me out as an assistant, his name was Pat and he was not a good person. He stole and drank too much and never paid for any of the drinks.

In only three weeks after hiring him I had to fire him. Instead of helping me build my business he was helping me going bankrupt. And sadly I hired a couple more people who were exactly like him and I was almost out of business.

“Ok, I give up. I can’t take any more of this if I do I’m going to buff,” Kate surrendered.

“I won’t like that. The good thing is you’ve eaten most of the food, if you keep up with this you can get better at it.”

“No, I think this was a one-time thing for me.”

“Sure, but if you change your mind I’ll pay for the meal next time.”

“Does that mean you won’t pay for my bill today?”

“Was I supposed to?” I joked.

“You are my boss so obviously.”

“I don’t think that is in our contract.”

“We never signed a contract Rad.” She was suddenly serious, a bit too serious. But I didn’t read too much into it.

“We didn’t. How have you been able to work for me for almost four years then?” I meant it as a joke but put on a serious face.

“I wonder the same thing. Maybe I should go and work for someone who can give me a contract and pay for my meal.”

I knew she didn’t mean it but the words cut right through me. I always worry about her leaving and hearing her saying the words got me worried.

I knew she could work anywhere she wanted and get a good paycheck, better than mine. She is a hard working person and get along very well with anyone. Despite that I had feelings for her, and if she was to leave me she was going to find another guy. Her leaving the work would cost me so much more. I knew it was a tease but the thought terrified me.

 

 

CHAPTER 3

 

“Rad, are you okay?” Kate asked getting me away from my abyss.

“Yah, yah. I’m good.”

“Hey, I was joking by the way. I love working with you.”

“You do?” hearing what she said made me feel good, but somehow I couldn’t believe it.

“Of course, Rad, you are the best boss out there.” The honesty in her voice made me believe her.

“Really, keep going.” I teased her. I knew I would get emotional so I did it to lighten the mood before things got too serious.

“Except when you are trying to be a jerk.”

“Sorry, I was trying to be funny.” She could get irritated pretty easily sometimes.

“I forgive you.” With a cute childlike smile she replied. She could also be pretty childish sometimes too.

I paid for our bill and we were off to get to work. I didn’t need to drive since my apartment wasn’t very far from the gym. And the gym wasn’t far from the restaurant and the bar was just a couple yards from the restaurant. I had a pick-up truck that I used for transporting inventories and getting to the bank and sometimes to go out of town.

I don’t travel much since the business takes most of my time. And also I don’t trust people enough to leave them alone to run it yet. But soon after I feel comfortable letting other people running it, I’m going to go on vacation somewhere, anywhere. Hopefully, Kate will be willing to go with me. We’ve been through a lot together.

We always have the same routine most of the time. I wake up in the morning go to the gym for two hours and get breakfast after, then around eleven we go to the bar. We clean up and get everything ready for the evening.

I normally work with Kate and Joe, my bartender and friend. He is proven trust worthy over the six months he is been working for me. He is hard working and a straight up person. I thought he deserved or was a bit over qualified for the job, but he enjoyed working at the bar. So, I thought it won’t hurt to hire him, and also it was a nice change.

I always hired runaways, drug dealers looking for a place to lie low for a while. And all of them were such a disappointment, a letdown. From a person who came from the same background I always hoped they’d choose a different path. But about ninety percent of them go back to their old habits.

Joe was a nice change for me and my business. He is smart, on time and good with cocktails. I even let him help me hire couple waiters and waitresses and he hasn’t disappointed me so far.

“Hey Joe,” I greeted him when we found him waiting at the entrance of the bar, “you are early today.”

“Yah, last night was kind of crazy so I thought I should come early since we got a lot of work to do.”

“I agree, I also wonder where all those people came from.”

“One thing for sure, they were definitely on something,” he said as a matter of fact, “typical college students.”

“They were college students.”

“Yah, I did the same when I was in college.”

I knew Joe went to college but never wanted to press the matter. He didn’t seem like he wanted to about his past. Hell, I never want to talk about my past with anyone. So, I kind of understood the guy.

We got in the bar and started to get it cleaned up. Some days it’s very simple, but a day like last night is different. Days which adults just came around for a good time are easy to get everything ready. But when young kids came around things got messy. They escalate when they start fighting.

There was pieces of glass all over the floor and a few chairs were broken. I didn’t plan to buy new chairs any time soon but I guess unexpected things happens and there’s nothing we can do about it.

Wednesdays are busy days usually but what happened last night just made things a lot more complicated. So, I moved fast and try to keep up with schedule. I needed to go to Mrs. Hushmore’s house to help her around the house. And then I needed to go to the kids’ center that I helped couple kids stay off the streets.

So, yah, it’s a busy day for sure. Before I went to Mrs. Hushmore in needed to go get a set of chairs first from the store. Mrs. Hushmore always has lots of stories and I always like to listen to her stories. So, if I were to go to her house first I knew I won’t be able to finish all the things I needed to get done for the day. I left Kate and Joe to get the bar clean and I went to the store.

I rushed back to my apartment to get my car and went to the only store in this part of town that sold what I needed. The sales man was my friend, quite frankly everyone was my friend at the store. I used to buy a lot of appliances back then when I started. Actually, I bought most of the stuff from the store.

“Morning Rad. What can I help you with today?” the sales man was an old man who’s been working there for forty years.

“Hi Billy, I need five chairs today. Some kids broke my chairs last night.”

“Was everyone okay?” I liked how concerned he was over some strangers.

“Yah, totally. Nothing serious happened, no one was injured, too badly.”

“Oh, that’s good. So the usual then.”

“Yes, usual bar stuff.” Then I took my check book and fill up the payment.

“Thank you.” He took the check and then ordered two workers to load the chairs on my pickup truck.

“Thank you Bill.”

“You are welcome. You be careful out there now,” he said as I was getting in my car.

That’s what I loved about the place I never needed to wait whenever I needed something. Everything was ready and never too many complications. And I loved how caring Bill was. When you lived where came from Jake and I is every man for himself.

Nobody bothered themselves about anybody else even if you were sick. You can either drag yourself to the hospital or stay at home and die.

 

 

CHAPTER 4

 

When I got back to the bar Kate and Joe were almost done cleaning up. Which means that one part was done. Joe helped me unload the chairs and inside the bar and Kate was left with the arrangements because she was good at it.

If there was another job I thought she could very well was home décor. She always knew where and how things should be. And I never saw the reason to change anything because everything always looked perfect.

“Hey, what do you think?” she asked after she arranged all tables and chairs.

“It’s great,” Joe replied.

“It’s perfect.” I followed.

“Thank you,” she then flashed a beautiful smile.

“Hey look, I need to go to Mrs. Hushmore’s.”

“Ok, see you later,” Kate acknowledged.

“See you later man,” and Joe replied after.

So I left to see Mrs. Hushmore, she always made me feel great. She is a great old lady. I’m guessing she was about seventy or almost eighty. She was a strong woman and she lost her husband more than a decade ago.

I had been helping her around the house. I liked the lady and I thought she didn’t need to pay for someone to mow her lawn or fix her kitchen sink. It’s always nice to her stories about her younger self and her husband.

She didn’t have the chance to babies but her husband never stopped loving her. She always said her husband loved her wildly and wholeheartedly. She told me her husband never had eyes for another woman from the day they first met till he died. She told me she never loved him half the way he loved her.

“Hello Mrs. Hushmore,” I greeted.

“Hello, Gerard. I almost thought you wouldn’t come today.” She was sitting at her porch.

“I had a few things to work on before I came. How are you today?”

“I’m quite well my dear. How are you? How’s that girlfriend of yours?”

“Mrs. Hushmore you know I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Please call me Grace. And I’ve always wondered, how is it possible for a handsome young man like you to be single? I thought girls will be jumping at you from every corner.”

“Not for me apparently.”

“You know my husband was so much like you. Handsome, humble and always shy towards the ladies.”

“I’m not shy.”

“Oh, really. They why are you still single? Look at you,” she pointed her hand towards me, “dashing young man with everything a young girl would wish for.”

“May be, it’s not the right time yet. Or I haven’t met the right woman yet.”

“I don’t think that true. I think you have met her already, but you are afraid to tell her. Let me tell you about Jimmy a little.” She patted the space next the seat she was sitting.

“My husband didn’t approach me right away. He was a quiet boy when we met, but always tried to make me laugh when we were together. I loved the way he looked at me like he was looking at a star or like he was looking at an angel. He adored me so much it hurts to remember. He knew me for years and he never tried for a long time to say the words even though everyone knew he loved me. He was too sweet my lovely Jimmy.” She was sad for a second, but then it was gone in a flash.

Then she started to tell me ab9ut their adventures. The way they used to sneak out in the woods to have time for themselves. They both came from big families so staying at home was never a good idea since their siblings won’t stop pestering them.

She also told me how long it took Jimmy to kiss her. She knew she was ready and she couldn’t wait to kiss him. But then again back in the fifties things were different. Women weren’t supposed to be straight forward as girls are now. So, she waited patiently for him to be ready.

She couldn’t really blame him though, they both came from strict families and sex and kissing were practically forbidden. And Jimmy was always the responsible one. And since they were just teenagers there was always a risk of getting caught and they couldn’t imagine the kind of punishment their parents would’ve come up with. But his shyness only made her love him even more.

Then, they finally kissed one day after months of waiting. She remembered they walked for a long time that day and Jimmy wouldn’t stop fidgeting the entire time. She guessed what was going to happen but even on that day she waited patiently for him to work on his courage. Then they kissed and the kiss was very brief and it was only a slight touch of their lips.

But, she still remembered the electricity that coursed through her body that day. They didn’t say anything after but just walked back home holding hands. She remembered when she got back to her room, she twirled and jumped and danced. She was filled with adrenaline and she thought things couldn’t get any better than that.

She then later on realized things can be so much better. That first kiss was just the beginning and that there was a whole world of things they could do. The time they were living in no one talked about sex and as kids they couldn’t even dare think about it.

“But, I’m telling you Gerard from the moment we started it we couldn’t stop.”

Then, she told me about the first time she had sex with her husband, who was just her boyfriend then and they just turned eighteen. Her parents went out that night and her grandmother was there to babysit her and her four younger siblings, two sisters and two brothers.

She told me the way he climbed a tree that was outside her window and got in through the window. She remembered how nervous they both were and that it wasn’t the best sex she ever had. But then again the first time hardly ever is. But after that night it was like a blinder was removed from their eyes. They couldn’t stop sneaking around every chance they could get to have sex.

She remembered one day they were at a restaurant having dinner with their friends. Somehow, she could tell what Jimmy was thinking and she was thinking the same thing.

“No, you didn’t,” I interrupted her trying not to laugh.

“Oh yes, we did. I excused myself to go to the bathroom then after a few seconds Jimmy followed. We had sex in the restroom of the restaurant while our friends were having dinner outside. Then after, we went back and joined them like nothing happened.”

“You were wild Mrs. Hushmore.”

“Yes, we were and I loved him for it. So don’t be afraid to tell your girl what you feel.”

“I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

“Okay, but don’t wait too long. Another gorgeous man like you might show up and take her away from you. Even I would’ve gotten married to another man if Jimmy couldn’t get the courage to ask me on time.”

“I’ll try.”

“Okay, can you fix my living room bulb please? It’s been acting up lately and I’ve had to use my flashlight.”

“Sure, it’ll be good as new. Give me a couple minutes.”

 

 

CHAPTER 5

 

I fixed the bulb and she wouldn’t let me go before I ate lunch with her. She made mashed potatoes and fried chicken and pumpkin pie. And she added stake as well. She was a house wife but she cooked like chef.

We ate and she told me about her garden that she already told me about. The way her husband and she will work on it during weekends. She told me all spices she used were from her garden, it was all organic. And I complimented on her skills and she would proudly accept it.

Then after I needed to go to the children’s center and it was already afternoon then. It was a good thing the chair I had to replace forced me to use my car. Most of the time I prefer to walk.

The good thing about my town is that everything is close together. The groceries store, the bar, Mrs. Hush more’s house and children center together with my apartment weren’t that far from each other. It only took about 20 minutes to thirty to get from one place to another. We lived in a cozy little town where everything is close together. So, I often walk on a lazy day. But, today I was behind the schedule and time was moving way too fast, I needed to drive.

I said goodbye to Mrs. Hushmore and she said goodbye by hugging me. And thanked me several times for fixing her bulb even though I told her not to worry about it. She was a nice lady and even though we weren’t related she felt like a grandmother I never had. I’d grown very attached to her over the years I’ve known her.

Every Wednesdays and Fridays I visit her to talk to her and see how she was doing. And also eat her delicious food. And I enjoyed it too because I love cooking as well and learning from her. . She had recipes you’ll never find in any cook book and I felt honored when she taught me how to make some of her favorite meals. I felt like I learned some secrets that only I knew and that made my visit to her house worth so much more than I’d ever imagined.

When I arrived at the center the kids were waiting for me. Most of them were high school drop out because of issues at home and the parents didn’t have time for them. And some were straight up street children who were living on their own.

First, I normally buy them food because most of them can’t afford to buy food themselves. And some who manages have either stole it or took it from the trash cans. And I totally understood them since we did the same when Jake and I left home. That’s why I decided to help these kids, so that they have someone to look up to.

“Guys, can I join you?” I called out to the young kids who were playing soccer on the basketball court where we always meet.

The older ones were standing by the fence talking about something that I assumed was something funny. Because they were all laughing, it was nice seeing them laughing since most of them comes from a place where you don’t hear people laugh a lot.

The youngest was fourteen and the oldest was nineteen. And four of them were girls who were between sixteen to nineteen years old. All of them together were fifteen kids, boys and girls. It is interesting how there are more boys runaway children than girls.

Tina who is the oldest always help me get them together. You see runaway kids don’t trust people very easily, especially adults. Adults made them runaway from their homes so they normally treat them as enemies.

“It’s Rad,” one of the boys called out to the others.

Then, instantly they all came and gathered around. Normally, with the younger ones I do our little signature handshake before we start anything. The older ones said they are too old to have a signature handshake.

After, we sat down and every one talked about their day. Both good news and bad news. Most of them have gone back home over the years and some went back to school to reach for their dreams. But a few stayed because have got nowhere else to go. I’ve helped a few get to school and some a job.

I had to get Tina an apartment she could share with some of the kids. And also she got a baby and when I met her she was living on the street and sometimes at homeless shelters. Instantly, I knew she was different she just needed someone to help her get one her feet.

Her baby was a two years old girl and she was just as smart as her mom. Now Tina had a job and was looking after the others. Somehow, she inspired the other girls to fight for a better life as well. That things shouldn’t always have to be bad. Also, help them to be more careful because sometimes only one mistake is what it takes to ruin your life as a girl, unlike boys. She made me very proud of the progress she

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