Page 5 of A Little Thankful

Hell, I didn’t even live in Cricket anymore. San Francisco was my new home. I had no intention of moving back.

Or did I?

I blamed it on my homesick feelings that I couldn’t seem to shake. I liked the city well enough, but I missed Cricket and the folks who lived there.

Especially these three.

I never really knew them, not really, until we found ourselves stuck together.

Now I didn’t want this ever to end.

I felt as though having sex like this was perfectly natural and we’d been doing it for years instead of days.

And when Hunter came deep inside me, washing my insides with his warm cum, while I took turns pumping both Mace andForrest, I knew walking away from them might be the toughest thing I ever had to do.

It was that thought that brought on the water works. They all finished off inside me, filling me up with their seed and when they were spent, I couldn’t stop the tears, despite it causing the guys to cuddle me like I was the most precious thing in their lives. We moved up on the bed, with them all around me. Trying to shelter me from my own emotions.

Of course, that just caused me to ugly cry until I fell asleep wrapped in their strong arms.

Sage 2

Present Day…

I wasn’t looking forward to driving home to Cricket for Thanksgiving. Matter of fact, I’d tried to cancel the whole thing several times, but my parents wouldn’t allow it. They were only in town for a couple weeks and insisted I spend it at home with them. After all, we hadn’t seen each other in almost a year and a half.

Mostly their fault, not really mine.

When I drove through the outskirts of town, I noticed that the old lumber warehouse was for sale. My maternal grandparents had worked there for most of their lives, until a flood destroyed the building when I was about fifteen years old. Over a hundred people lost their jobs when it closed down, including my grandparents. It caused them to move away to a town in Oregon where my grandfather could find work until he could retire. How I cried when they left.

Who would buy that place was beyond me? It had been vacant for about eighteen years. I couldn’t imagine what it looked like inside.

Fortunately, the rest of the town was in much better shape.

Now, as I drove up Moon Street, heading to my parents’ house on the other side of town, I wasn’t too sure this hadbeen the right decision. Just seeing the good citizens of Cricket walking past the familiar shops and restaurants, caused my stomach to pitch.

Yes, the town looked great, inviting even, but was I ready for it?

Was I really going to do this?

Was this the right time to come clean?

Would my parents accept all my personal reasons for keeping my secret?

Sure, they’d made it impossible to actually see them, still I could’ve told them on countless occasions. I chose not to.

I’d convinced myself that I’d had no choice. That I didn’t want or need their kind of pressure. I wanted to figure everything out on my own terms in my own time. After all, wasn’t that what adulting was all about? Making your own decisions?

I couldn’t afford to let them have any kind of influence over me. Not at this stage in my life. And I intended to keep it that way. I had my own path to walk, and I didn’t want or need them as a crutch. Those days were long over. Arty had seen to that.

At least that was the plan.

Mom and Dad owned businesses all over the world, and because of that, they liked to be hands-on as much as possible. They’d spent the last sixteen months in Bali, Singapore, London, Rome and Peru doing exactly that. Well, not in Peru so much… they went there to mountain bike up and down some monster mountain. My parents were fitness junkies and that included biking, skiing, hiking, repelling, and just about anything else that required physical endurance.

Me?

I used to be that way… maybe not quite as intense, but enough so that working for them kept me in shape, and seemed like the logical thing to do while I dated Arty, and evenafterwards. They sold the equipment, the gear, and the clothes for all those outdoor sports, but they also taught the mindset for it through books and in person lectures, along with YouTube and Zoom workshops.

They were now richer than they’d ever thought possible, and wanted me to continue to be part of their enterprise, which I’d agreed to do. And ever since I’d graduated from college with my MBA, I’d been working for them in one capacity or another.

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