There Must Be A Mistake Ch. 28

"Were you going to dump that on me if I didn't wake up?"

"Would I have a straw in the glass if I was going to do that to you?"

"After what you just did to me, I would believe anything of you. Is it always that way?"

"Hell no, that was just the preamble. We have not gotten to the good stuff yet."

"Now I know why my mother makes so much noise when she's in bed with my father. That was amazing."

"You have it wrong baby that wasn't amazing, I am amazing."

"You're not at all conceited are you?"

"I have references if you want."

"No thank you, I believe I can live without those kinds of references."

"There is no need for you to be jealous Laura. None of them comes close enough to be compared to you."

"I'm not jealous. After what just happened, I feel like I'm late for the party. I have to talk to my sister. I'll call her in the morning."

"I do not want you to change your mind about December. As far as I am concerned, December 26 is a day set in stone. It is only 7 ½ weeks away. We can make it Laura; we can both make it. If it's orgasms you need to relieve your stress, and tension, I'll give you 1 or 10 of them every night. I will not have sex with you until after we married."

"Now isn't this a turnaround Adam. You've been wanting to get into my panties, since the moment you first saw me. Now you won't do it, because I'm weakening. What's going on here Adam?"

"If you break your promise to yourself, you may hate yourself for weakening to temptation for the rest of your life. I you do, you will hate me also. I don't ever want that to come between us.

I am busting my hump to be with you, and you are busting yours to be with me. We can do this baby; we can do this together."

"Would you mind getting the soap out of my hair, it's dripping into my eyes."

"I think we are going to need conditioner. The soap has been in there for 20 minutes."

"20 minutes, was I out that long?"

"No you weren't. We played for a long time, before you went unconscious."

"I enjoy taking showers with you, they are always an adventure."

"I enjoy taking showers with you too, especially this one."

"This one's not over yet is it?"

"That is totally up to you Laura. Suddenly, I have lost my appetite for food."

"What does that mean?"

"If you really want to know, after I put the conditioner in your hair, I have to touch you below the other hairline. The choice is yours."

"Where is Anna when I need her?"

"You're a big girl Laura. You're old enough to make your own decisions."

"Okay."

"Okay you're going to make your own decisions, or okay I can touch you below the second hairline?"

"Am I going to hate myself in the morning?"

"Didn't I just tell you that we are not going to have sex until December 26?"

"I trust you Adam. I love you more than I believed I would ever love a man. You can touch me anywhere you want, and I will still love you as much as I do now."

"Sweetheart, when I get finished with you, you are going to love me a whole lot more."

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They landed at le Bourget airport in Paris, and the first thing Zoie said to her mother was, "This place smells funny."

"Zoie this is Paris, you can't walk 100 feet without being at the entrance of another restaurant. Every one of them uses onions, shallots, and mushrooms in nearly every dish they make. You better get used to it; because that's the food you're going to be eating for the next two weeks, or more."

"Do they have a Wendy's, or a Jack-in-the-Box?"

"We just got here Zoie, don't make me smack you."

"You have no sense of humor mom, none at all."

"I wonder if they sell paddles in Paris?"

"There is a glimmer of hope for you mom. That was almost funny."

"I wasn't looking for funny; I was looking to redden your ass more than it already is."

"Did you have to spank me once, every time you put that gel on it?"

"It was just my way of telling you I was finished."

"There are many easier ways of telling a person they are finished, mother."

"I liked my way better than any of the other options, unless of course you wanted me to use my paddle."

"No, that would have been mean. I think Gordon took off three layers of skin, with his paddle, yesterday."

"No he didn't. He was very kind to you. Your cheeks were only pink, and there is no trace of red anywhere. I have been red, so red I could not put panties on for days. The benefit happened when your father came home at night. We've been married for nearly 27 years, and that man continues to do things to me in bed that our new and exciting. I swear, by now, he must have read every book on sex, from South Carolina to Oxford."

"Dad is so busy, where does he find the time mom?"

"When it comes to me, your father always finds the time. That's how much he loves me."

"After you showed me the pictures of what you looked like before your operation, I would never doubt that dad loves you very much. How he looked at you the day of his party, and the first words out of his mouth were, "My God you are beautiful," told you he was a keeper then and there."

"I couldn't believe he said those words to me either. I thought he was crazy. I asked him if he was blind, and he said no. I said are you sure, and he said yes. I asked him if he had seen my face, and he said yes again. Once we got past that, it was all over. He walked over to me, covered me with my towel, and for both of us we shared our first kiss."

"I think the most important part for both of you was, at that moment, neither of you had two nickels to rub together. It wasn't until afterwards dad came into all that money."

"If we start talking about what happened to your father and I in the four months before our wedding, we will never get anything done in Paris. If you want to continue this conversation when we get home, we can do that, but we can't do it here, because we have work to do."

"Okay, when do we start?"

"We will start tonight, with your last meal."

"You just told me about all the restaurants here in Paris. Why would this be my last meal?"

"I have been through this before Zoie. Just trust me on this, or you will live to regret it."

"Why do I have a feeling I am not going to like getting my dress here?"

"You are going to love your dress. The way Suzette goes about it is a little different then anyone else in the world. You will wind up loving her on your wedding day, but probably not before."

"Mom you worrying me."

"There's nothing to worry about baby. She is a magician when it comes to gowns."

"Can I get spaghetti and meatballs?"

Payne put her fingers about half an inch apart. "Zoie, you are this close to a spanking."

"Mother, you have no sense of humor. I am going to have to help you with that, while we are here."

"Don't do it while you are getting you fitted for your gown. You will be naked most of the time, and I will have straight pins handy, thousands of straight pins."

"Do you enjoy the paddle mom?"

"I enjoy it, because of what your father does to me afterwards. I never realized how much I missed it, until I became pregnant with your oldest brother. Your father refused to hit me with the paddle, even though I begged him to do it. He made love to me, and satisfied me in every way possible, but something was missing.

After your brother was born, and the Doctor gave the okay for us to have sex again, the first thing I did was hand your father his paddle. He asked me if I was sure. I told him I missed it desperately. The first time he hit me, I had an earth shattering orgasm. I did not feel the next nine strikes on my ass, because my mind was somewhere else. What I did feel was your father enter me from behind, and his hands rubbing lotion all over my backside."

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As they finally cleared customs, their limousine was waiting for them. With their entourage of agents on both sides, they moved swiftly into the armored vehicle.

"Do you ever get tired of having all these people around you every day and every night mom?"

"No, they are here to protect me, and you. Europe is not the safest place for us to be, because of our wealth. You will never go anywhere without me, and our agents. This is not a request; this is in order. There are so many different organizations here that would like nothing more than to kidnap you, or me for ransom. Your father would pay it immediately, and we would be dead as soon as they received their money. That's a story for another day."

"They tried to get you already mom?"

"Yes, but as I said that is a story for another day."

"You can't do that to me mom. It's just too exciting story."

"I can do that to you, and as I said, it is a story for another day. I'll let your father tell you about it, when we get home."

"In Teddy's words, 'NOT FAIR."

"In mommy's words, too bad."

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The next morning at 11 o'clock, Payne and Zoie walked down the same street, to the same storefront Payne had almost 28 years before. Her agents did not like the look of this dowdy place, but she only allowed one female agent to go in with her.

"You have to be kidding me mom. This is the place where you had your dress made."

"Don't judge a book by its cover, Zoie."

An elderly man, with a cloth tape measure around his neck came to the counter and asked how could he help them.

Payne swore he was the same man who greeted her all those years ago.

"Hello, I am Payne Temple Schneider; I am here to get a wedding dress for my daughter Zoie."

"Yes, madam has been expecting you. Would you come with me please?"

"Go ahead Zoie, I'll follow you."

As soon as Zoie passed the second curtain, and entered the main salon she said, "Holy Shit, this place is stunning."

She walked into the main salon, which was a near perfect circular mirrored room, about 60 feet in diameter. It had a raised runway, fitting platforms, heavily tufted chairs and couches, plus tables. The lighting was adjustable, and dramatic. Zoie stood there in awe.

"I told you not to judge a book by its cover."

"Why do they have such a lousy entrance?"

"It's basically to keep people they do not wish to serve away. It was the same way when I came here. Your father owns 51 percent of this company."

"You are a wealth of knowledge mom. You could have told me that before we left home."

"Why would I have ruined the surprise for you?"

"You wouldn't ruin the surprise for me, because you are a pain in my ass."

"I am sure there is a sporting goods store in Paris, and when I find it, I'm going to buy a paddle. You will have fond memories of this place before you leave."

"I would, if Gordon was swinging the paddle, and not you."

A woman was brought out in a wheelchair and Payne recognized her immediately. She ran to her, fell to her knees, and hugged her.

"I am so happy to see you again Suzette. The dress you made for me still makes the cover of magazines after all these years."

"You are still a lovely child Payne. For you to show this kind of respect for me, and the work I did for you years ago, means more to me than money."

"What happened that you are in a wheelchair? It can't be age, because you are still as beautiful as you were the day I first saw you."

"I wish the bus driver would have realized it at the time. My driver was stopped at a traffic light, and the bus hit us from behind. They said his brakes failed. He was doing 60 kph, and even though I had my restraining belt on, I broke something in my lower back, and I can no longer walk."

"Oh Suzette, I am so sorry. Are they absolutely sure, nothing can be done for you? I can get you the best in the world to give you a second or third opinion."

"If you could do that for me, I will make your daughter a dress as beautiful as yours."

"I will be on the phone while you're working on her, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What's that Payne?"

"Her dress can be as beautiful as mine, but not more so. She will hold it over my head, until she leaves in December."

"The daughter is supposed to look prettier than the mother Payne. You are not supposed to be jealous of her."

"Can I be jealous of her just this one time?"

"No you can't, and in your heart you know it."

"You don't know what a bitch she was growing up."

"You have no idea what a bitch is. Chantal, get out here."

A woman in her late forties walked out from the back room, dressed in black as all the other seamstresses were when she was here last time.

"Chantal, I'd like you to meet Mrs. Payne Schneider, and her daughter Zoie."

Chantal did a little curtsy, and said how do you do.

"Payne, I'd like you to meet my bitch. This is my daughter, and if I tell you every story about her, and the trouble she has caused me since the day of her birth, we would be here for the next 40 years. Isn't that right Chantal?"

"Yes mother."

"Chantal is 48 years old, and for the first eight years of her life she was a pleasure. I don't know what happened after that, but she never said a kind word to me afterwards. Her father left me when she was five, and I never knew where he went. I divorced him when she was six, so that could not have been it. Her life went downhill afterwards. She began stealing, smoking, and using drugs. I sent it to psychologists, psychiatrists, rehab centers, and even to places where they put you under hypnosis to try and help her. Nothing worked for her. She stole a car and she got caught. The judge looked at her record, and sent her to jail for one year. That didn't work on her either. So if you want to talk about a bitch, this one is mine, and I never gave up on her. She works here full-time now, and she is one of the best seamstresses I have. I have no idea what turned her around, or what took her so long to do it, but I thank God she did."

Zoie asked if she could ask Chantal a question.

Suzette said, "Go right ahead."

"Chantal, how old were you when you turned around your life?"

"I was 36 years old."

"What type birth control device were using?"

"I was using an anti-spermicide foam, and a diaphragm."

"You change to birth control pills, when you are 36. Am I correct?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Fucking doctor's, I caused my parents grief for 16 years because of a chemical imbalance in my blood. They put me on birth control pills, and I became a normal human being. You lost 30 years of your life for the same reason. You caused your mother all that grief because they didn't find that same imbalance, and they should be sued for it. A fucking birth control pill saved my life, and it straightened out yours. Mom you have to do something about it, look at how many people you could save from all this grief."

"Zoie, two people don't make a case for out of control children being saved by birth control pills."

"Would it hurt to put them on a 90 day trial to see if it helps the children return to normal?"

"No, I suppose it wouldn't."

"When you put me on birth control pills, how long did it take before I changed?"

"I noticed the change within three weeks."

"Miss Suzette, when did you notice the change in Chantal?"

"Chantal wasn't living with me at the time. She called me one night and started apologizing for everything she ever did to me. It was like the flood gates to her soul opened.

I begged her to come home, and she did. She has no restrictions, and she leads her own life. I have an aid that helps me, and the three of us come to work in the morning. As you said Zoie, Chantal has become a wonderful human being."

"I feel terrible for you Chantal, 30 years of your life wasted, because doctors couldn't find an imbalance in your blood. They get rich while we suffer."

"That's not a fair statement Zoie. They may not know what to look for, and if the labs don't know what to test you for, everyone is as blind as a bat."

"Mom throw some money at them, and they will find an answer. The government is cutting back on basic research, and every parent with a child who is out of control is suffering because of it."

"When did you become so smart Zoie?"

"When I became a normal, rational human being, I began reading the newspapers, and magazines that came into the Luck household. I became up-to-date with current events, because I had to keep up with a five-year-old boy who is much smarter than I am."

"That five-year-old boy is smarter than 95 percent of the population of the world. So I wouldn't sweat it if I were you."

"I think we are talking too much, and working too little. Ladies!"

"Have fun Zoie. The games are about to begin."

"What's going to happen mom?"

"You will find out in a moment."

"I'm beginning not to like you."

"I didn't like you for 16 years, and I didn't throw you over the balcony."

"If you had, we wouldn't be here today."

Chantal grabbed Zoie's hand, and pulled her onto one of the fitting life stands.

11 ladies, all dressed in black, as Chantal was, stood in front of Suzette awaiting instructions.

"Strip her to the skin, and measure her to the millimeter for a bridal gown. Prepare every silk and satin material we have, in the brightest white on the white fabric. Everything we have must be the best, and if it's not in stock, order it."

Payne took out her cell phone and prepared to take pictures of her daughter, as the women removed her clothes like army ants moving through a meadow. The pictures she took of Zoey's face were priceless.

Zoie screamed. "Mom, stop them there taking my clothes off."

"Mom that old man is here."

"Of course he is dear."

"Mom, I'm naked and he's touching me."

"I know, how else is he supposed to measure you?"

"You knew this was going to happen, didn't you?"

"Of course they are dear."

"I have no idea what you're talking about dear."

Zoie saw the flash of the camera.

"Mom, please tell me you're not taking pictures of me."

"I'm not taking pictures of you."

"You're lying to me aren't you?"

"Yes I am."

"Then why did you tell me you're not taking pictures of me?"

"Because you asked me to say it."

"Mom he has his hands right there."

"I'm sorry dear, where does he have his hands?"

"If he moves his finger a silly little millimeter higher, he's going to tickle my fancy."

"If that's what you want dear, ask him to do it. I'm sure he's done it before."

"Mother, you are terrible."

"Isn't that wonderful of me?"

"You may think it is for now, but when I wrap my hands around your throat, you may want to think about it again."

In perfect French, Payne asked the elderly gentleman, who was measuring her daughters' inseam to move his finger slightly higher.

Suzette said, "Payne you are mean. If he's going to do it, he should at least satisfy her."

"My dear friend, I don't want her satisfied, I want her horny as hell."

"You are a terrible girl Payne, but a wonderful mother."

"Henri proceed."

Henri raised his finger, placing it on the outside of Zoie's labia, and he wiggled it.

Zoie's eyes sprung open. She screamed, "Mom, he's right there, he's tickling my fancy. He's not supposed to be there."

"How else is he supposed to get accurate measurements dear?"

"In case you've forgotten, I'm wearing a dress, not slacks."

"The slacks are a going away present from your father and me."

Suzette said, "We don't make slacks."

Zoie screamed, "Mother you lied to me."

"No I didn't. He's taking your measurements so I can drop them off at a store that makes custom slacks. They usually make them for men only, and I did not believe you wanted to get measured there."

"I'm sorry I doubted you mom."

"You are forgiven."

Suzette whispered, "Your daughter has beautiful eyes. I could see all the way to the back of her head when he touched her."

"He is only the second man to touch her there. She's marrying the first one."