Awakenings Ch. 28 - Sex Stories

Awakenings Ch. 28

... remember being happier. That made me happy. It rained in Mobile for two days straight. The evening of the second day I watched the local weather. They were predicting another week of rain. The next morning I packed my bag and continued east. It was also cold, so when I reached Florida I decided to turn south. I spent the night in a Motel 6 outside of Tampa. The next morning I continued south. I reached Fort Meyers in the early afternoon. The sun was shining and it was 72 degrees. Deciding to stop, I found an inexpensive motel. There were several golf courses nearby, a steak house and a coffee shop across the street and a Walgreen’s Drug Store at the end of the block. The Walgreen’s sold liquor and light groceries. I had everything I needed. I checked in. It was Tuesday January 7th. Six days had passed since I'd taken Jeanne, Tricia, Jodie and Paul to the San Antonio airport. I'd continued making nightly telephone calls to both Jeanne and Mel, Amy and Paul. Paul was flourishing in Mel and Amy's care. He was now working as a bar boy at Danny's Lounge. The bartenders were teaching him to tend bar and in a month he was hoping to be working as a full fledged bartender. Several of the young dancers were also exhibiting some interest in him. Realizing that Paul was vulnerable, Amy and Mel were keeping a close eye on those interactions. The attorney's that employed Jeanne were continuing to grow increasingly intolerant of her flamboyant mode of dress. Apparently their wives were ...

... complaining. Jeanne was adamantly refusing to tone down her appearance. She argued that her attire was a form of self expression. I interpreted that to mean she was now an avowed slut and she enjoyed flaunting it. She also reminded me that while we were in San Antonio I'd urged her to fully embrace and enjoy her new lifestyle. Her manner of dress was part of that new life. I was certain that Jeanne and her current employers would soon agree that it was in everyone's best interest to part company. I hoped that it would be an amiable or at least civil parting. Knowing Jeanne I feared it might not be. During the six days since she'd returned home Jeanne had led a quiet life. I didn't blame her. The week in San Antonio had been intense. I needed a break too. She was also spending as much time as she could with Tricia. Jeanne was a good mother. Her daughter needed her. The previous night she'd told me that tonight she was planning to go to Brady's with Abby, Ruth and David. I was happy. I was afraid the New Years Eve encounter with Marv Kemp might have made her anxious about dating. Going to Brady's with her friends was a good way to get back into her new life. It was just after ten o'clock when Jeanne called me. I'd had a nice dinner at the steakhouse across the street and was watching a rerun of "Scandal". I was expecting her call. I was now in the eastern time zone. It was only nine o'clock at home. "Hi Michael." "Hi Jeanne, how was your evening at Brady's" "It was fun." "Did you ...