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After going home, I often thought of Lil. Mind you, I didn't love her but I often wondered about being with one woman. Of course, Lil said that she and the old man did some light swinging. It was always on the old mans terms so I could imagine what would happen if she told him about me. He'd shit a brick.
Business was good and I was back in my routine. I worked and usually went out for dinner and then went over to Ray's for a few beers and maybe a piece of ass. The fucking wasn't as important to me anymore. Don't get me wrong here, I love it but I didn't have to have it everyday.
I got a call from the funeral director. He told me that a man had stopped by and inquired about mom's grave. I went out there and sure enough, there was a basket of flowers from Milton. The card just said, "I'll miss you, love Milton."
Milton had asked the funeral director if there was enough money to pay for her funeral. He told me that when the old man heard that there were more than enough donations and that I gave the remainder to the church, he actually had a tear in his eye. Son of a bitch, I thought; the old man really did have feelings for mom. I figured it was his lifestyle that mom wouldn't agree to.
Milton donated another thousand dollars to the church in honor of my mom. I have to say that made me feel good. I still didn't care for the bastard but it was good to know that he held feelings for mom.
End of Chapter one
Comments are welcome and appreciated
DG Hear
- COMMENTS
francemanover 2 years agoIt seems so ridiculous to comment on a 13 year old story, but I admit that I can help but share my feelings and remarks with you.
First of all, I really like the plot of the story, relating the beginning of life of a character who is a little associal, a little lonely, without certain moral or ethical benchmarks.
on the other hand, the development of the plot left me completely out of the frame and very disappointed.
let me explain: you are gone or more of the more.
he is: the bigger, the beefier, the stronger, the best of this .., the most of this ...
he seems inhuman, never a loser, always a winner.
then you described some aberrant situations: how can an ex-biker who has been in prison think of a fair fight? absurd.
the guy meets his stepmom, is in 5 minutes, she disobeys, she betrays, she cheats and she lies about her husband, while they have a special but good relationship, and while she knows he is using her .
And of course he gives her the best fuck of his life. Always more.
The mother who starts out as a woman in love, hurt, betrayed, becomes a slut / whore, then suddenly it's mother Theresa.
With a funeral worthy of a star.
- why do all writers think that by being tall and huge you are automatically a fighter? it's really ridiculous!
it's the other way around, sir. With the experience of fights and other confrontations, I have always preferred to face bigger guys.
on the other hand, I have learned to be wary of the little ones, because if they confront you one or less of the following cases is to be feared:
- they don't care about the consequences and are ready for anything, even the worst.
- they are very often fighters or experts themselves.
- And lastly, if one of the 2 attitudes mentioned above is not present, they are very probably armed.
hoping that my remarks will be received despite the delay, in all sympathy.
ChiBoy44almost 3 years agoGood plot DG. KK from Texas wrote much like I do. So I will not repeat it. Nice bit of depth to the main characters. I am first time reader of your work. Onto chapter 2.
