The party’s over


The year 2012

It was a warm early spring weekend when Jeanie’s dad made the big announcement. He had decided to retire early on his 55th birthday which was coming up soon. Stating that he was going to take Jean’s mother on a trip around the world!
But how this news was received was not what was expected. Ann is wife, didn’t want to travel she hated going anyplace outside of her small comfort zone.
Having been married for the last thirty years he should have know this, but he thought that this would help to bring her out of her shell instead it drove her to be even more of a recluse.

The ensuing fight led to Ben moving out of the house and then totally dispersing, leaving Jean living with her mother who was becoming more and more unstable each passing day.


Trip to NY
Jeanie friend Deborah had suggested that she should get way for a while.
So it was decided that they would take a trip to the big apple and take in a show on Broadway. Deborah offered to drive.
They headed down on a Saturday morning arriving in the city in time to be able to do some shopping and have a rather expensive dinner in a upscale restaurant. After the show they capped the evening off by hitting a trendy nightclub.
The hotel was only a short walk from the bar and that was a good thing because neither one was in any condition to be behind a wheel. Singing one of the tunes from the show they stumbled up to their room .
Collapsing on to the king size bed Jeanie was sound asleep with minutes.

A short while latter she started to dream.
His warm body nestled behind her enveloping her with his strong arms.
The heat from his body spooning behind her enhanced her senesces.
One hand cupped her left breast holding all of its firmness within his fingers. The other hand slowly stroked her auburn hair twirling small ringlets in her long tresses.
Rhythmically squeezing her breast his fingers began to kneed her nipple stimulating a resolute response.
Moving down from her hair the other hand started to trace little curlicues down her far side, then leading to her taut abdomen. Skipping the light fandango down to her heart of gold


Slowly coming back to reality Jeanie realized that the hand in her pussie wasn’t that of her phantom lover but it belonged to Deborah.

Jumping out of bed with a screech Jeanie threw her stuff in her suitcase and left the room with out a word.

It was still the middle of the night when she got
Down to the lobby and really nowhere to go so she just sat on the couch and started to cry.
The Old lady at the night desk noticed after a while and went over to see what was wrong
Choking back tears Jeanie explained her dilemma the night clerk offered that she could spend the rest of the night in the safety of the break room .



A Train ride to Boston
On her way to grand central station she passed a used book store.
Popping in Jeanie browses for something to read on the train ride back to Boston. Spying a title that sounded interesting she Buys the paperback book “On the beach” by Nevil Shute.

The train was not very full, it being midday Sunday finding a section with a few empty seats Jeanie settled down and started to read.

She had that uneasy feeling. The kind when the hairs on the back of your neck kinda rises up.
She could feel that someone was staring at her. And it made her shiver as it sent a cold chill down her spine!

She glanced over at him he was texting on his phone The creep probably had already taken her picture and was sending it to his friends.
When he was sure that she was looking at him he asked.
“What are you doing?”
“ I’m reading a novel.
It’s a book , you know what a book is don’t you?
It’s made of paper with words printed on them with ink. A book can be quite enjoyable to read if people leave you alone…”
She buried her nose back in the book ignoring him.

He sat tall in the seat she guessed that he must have been about 6’3”tall, almost a foot taller than herself.
His hair was perfect and she would have sworn that it look like he was wearing makeup he just looked to perfect. He seemed to extrude an aura that he was in love with himself. And when he smiled at her the sun hit his teeth with a glint.

After a while he got up and left. Giving a sigh of relief she settled back down to enjoy her book, but all too soon he returned carrying two cups of coffee. To her total dismay he sat down next to her and handed her one of the coffees
“I didn’t know how you liked yours so I went light on the cream and sugar..”
“You don’t recognize me do you, you’re not from around here ?
I’m Richard littlehead the evening TV sports anchor on news center 1 in Boston.”
“Sorry, I’m not interested in spectator sports and don’t watch TV. I prefer my sports be the hands on type , tennis golf or skiing that short of thing.”
When Rick heard “hands on” his eyebrows went up and Jeanie knew right away that she had said the wrong thing.



Out side of south station he hailed a cab for Jeanie.
Holding the door for her he then handed her, her suitcase with the airline tag on it. Then turned to the driver handing him a C note said “Take this young lady were ever she would like to go.” He gave her a bow as the cab drove off.

Arriving at her mother’s she got out of the cab and headed up the stairs to the front door but something didn’t feel right it seemed to quite. Turning the knob she found the door locked she rang the bell but got no answer
digging around in her purse she found her keys but the house key wouldn’t fit in the lock. upon closer examination it could be seen that the lock had been changed.
“Shit what else can go wrong?” she exclaimed as she sat down on the stoop .wondering how long it would be before her mother got home.
Sitting there it accrued to her that maybe one of the windows might be ajar and she could get in that way.

Looking in the window of the living room she was shocked to see it was empty, stepping back, a letter sticking out of the mail slot caught her eye.
Retrieving it revealed that it has addressed to her. From the law office of James j Suckmeoff

She read the letter and after wading through all the legalese it boiled down to her mother had sold the house and had moved out and she didn’t want to be contacted.