Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... same made no difference. She was proud of the man he had become despite the treatment of her late husband. Annie reached across the table to join hands with her son and they both bowed their heads for grace.

After the blessing, they began to eat... Annie could see Tom working up to say something, perhaps looking for the right words... so she just waited.

“Mom? I need to tell Lee...” Tom began, but faded off as if there were more he wanted to say but couldn’t bring himself to say it.

“But?” Annie coaxed him verbally to continue his thought.

“I...” Tom sighed, idly stirring his soup with his spoon as he struggled with the thoughts.

“I just don’t know how she’s going to take it. I mean... it’s four years...” Tom lamented.

Annie’s face softened with an empathetic and understanding smile as she tilted her head ever so slightly to one shoulder.

“Hon... she loves you. She’s not going to be happy that you have to go away, that’s true... but she will wait for you. You have to believe that.” Annie said, more of a gut feeling on her part than actual knowledge.

“What if...” Tom began only to be cut short by his mother’s words.

“STOP IT!”

Annie took a deep breath and set her spoon aside and clasped her hands in front of her on the table to gather her thoughts and reign in her emotions.

“Just... don’t... don’t borrow trouble or beg for worries. What ifs are the devil’s whispers. Don’t presume to know what someone is going to think or feel, especially ...

... someone who you love or who loves you. Let them tell you and show you. Trust in your own heart, Tom.” Annie said, her words ringing with truth and personal experience.

“You’re right. I just worry about her. All I want is for her to be happy, and I know she’s not going to be happy to hear this.” Tom said sounding somewhat abashed.

“Well, just be open to her... I think she’s stronger than you suspect.” Annie said smiling demurely and reaching for her spoon to resume eating her lunch.

The rest of the meal was a bit more relaxed and mostly quiet. Tom helped Annie clean up afterwards, even washing the few dishes for her. Annie excused herself after drying the dishes and said she was going to go lie down and take a nap. Tom agreed that that sounded like a wonderful idea and he would do the same. They parted ways at the base of the stairs, Annie holding Tom’s hand for a moment, giving it a reassuring squeeze before releasing it and walking down the hall to her bedroom.

***___***___

“Hello?” Yvonne spoke into the phone after picking it up.

She listened to the caller on the other end, her brows knitted then her face hardened as her knuckles turned white gripping the phone.

“I’m sorry you wasted your time locating me then. I really don’t have any use for that... woman! I cut my ties a long time ago. She’s dead to me!” Yvonne spit with a tense barely controlled voice that was thick with anger.

Yvonne started to take the phone away from her ear to hang up but a ...