Life after the Lottery Ch. 20

Dawn and Angie finally came out of the bathroom wrapped in towels.

"We are going upstairs to get dressed," Dawn told me as I watched the two of them ascend the stairs.

I wondered if they would continue upstairs, it was getting late and I knew Angie wanted to get back. After a short time they returned and Dawn went to the kitchen to get them something to eat before Angie left.

"Angie, you getting ready to go home?" I asked her.

"Yes, I better get started back."

"I will have your proofs ready in a week or so, I want you to come back to look at them and pick the ones you want printed and I want you to bring Brian," I told her.

"We will have to come on Sunday, he works Saturdays," Angie said.

"Angie, I don't really care, you tell him I want to see his ass in two weeks, okay?" I told her.

"Okay James," Angie replied softly.

"Don't tell him what you told me about your finances, I will fix it when he gets here."

"Sure."

We all grabbed a sandwich and talked a little while. While Angie ate I went upstairs and got her bags and brought them back down.

"Thanks for getting my bags."

Angie finished and grabbed her bags, said her goodbyes and thanks, and we headed for the front door.

"Oh, I need my keys James," she told me.

I pulled her keys out of my pocket and handed them to her, she went outside to her car. Angie got in her car and closed the door; I waited.

"These aren't my keys," Angie said as she opened the car door.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"These are my keys but they are not my car keys, I can't start the car," Angie said.

"Maybe you are trying to start the wrong car Angie," I told her.

"What do you mean?" Angie asked as I walked toward her.

"Why don't you try the keys in this car," I said as I pointed toward the fiery red Corvette.

"What do you mean James," Angie said as she looked at me puzzled.

"Just try them," I told her.

Angie cautiously walked around to the driver's side of the Corvette and looked at me.

"Get in and see if it starts," I told her.

Angie cautiously got in and started the engine. The roar of the deep throaty exhaust came to life. Angie looked at me confused then she turned the car off.

"What is this James?" Angie asked.

"It's yours," I told her.

"What do you mean it's mine!"

"It is your car, it is yours, take it home," I told her.

Angie jumped out of the car and walked up to me.

"What do you mean its mine?!"

"I just thought that since Brian had a fancy sports car you should have one too, besides you look good in it," I told her.

"James you can't!" Angie said.

"Yes I can and don't argue with me."

Angie turned and looked at the car for a few minutes.

"James, I can't take this."

"You will," I told her.

"Th, th, thanks," was all Angie could say.

"There are just several conditions Angie. This is your car, the title is in your name and the insurance is in your name only; that means Brian cannot drive the car no matter how many times he asks. Do you understand?"

"I guess, but why?"

"I just think you should have your own car and I think Brian needs to be taken down a notch."

"He might get mad James."

"I don't care; tell him if he has a problem with it he can call me tomorrow."

"What about my other car?" Angie asked.

"You can pick it up when you come back with Brian in a few weeks."

"Okay...what can I do to thank you?"

"You could come over more often, we would like to get to know you better."

Angie looked at me curiously.

"Let me get your bags and put them in the car."

I grabbed the bags and put them in the passenger seat.

"Now go home and you be careful in this car," I told her.

"Okay, thanks."

"Angie, you will like the pictures, thanks for letting me take them, I enjoyed seeing you...all of you," I said teasing Angie.

"I bet you did!" Angie said with a sexy smile.

Angie reached up and pulled me down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. She climbed back in the car and started it. She sat for a few minutes and then adjusted the mirrors and put the top up. She motioned for me to come to her.

"James, thanks for the fun time."

"I am glad you enjoyed it...all of it."

Angie grabbed my towel and pulled it off and took off down the driveway, dropping it about halfway down.

"Bye!!!"

"That was mighty nice of you honey," Dawn said.

"She deserves it and I want to knock that little shit of a brother of mine down a notch or two," I told Dawn.

"That should do it," Dawn said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the house.

"Did you enjoy seeing her naked?"

"Yes I did, did you two enjoy doing each other?"

"Yes we did."

"That was brave of you."

"She enjoyed it."

"It appeared she did."

Dawn took my hand and led me in the house and to the Tantra chair; she dropped her robe and sat on the high end.

"Eat me."