Dark as Daylight Ch. 16

Joe said, "Mister Finch, I don't bother asking anymore."

As they walked along, Laura said to the girls, "My husband found a way to beat me several years ago, and I have been furious with him ever since. It is the wrong thing to do. When you stop thinking, you lose your edge automatically. When we get down to the gym in the main building, he is in for a very big surprise. They just finished refitting the room, and when he sees it, watch his face. All the cameras will be on in the room so I will have a disk to show him while he's recovering in the hospital."

Rebecca asked, "Why would you send your husband to the hospital? Are you going to miss the sex, while he's there?"

Sam said, "I am constantly amazed they are still virgins. Every third sentence has to do about sex."

Laura explained, "Mister Finch, the more a person talks about sex the less they do it."

"Keep talking girls, keep talking."

"Shut up Sam, you're making a fool of yourself."

"Yes dear."

Joe said, "Now you sound just like me, Mister Finch."

"That's not possible, Mister Constantine. You are well over 6 feet tall, and your wife is shorter than my girls. Surely, you are capable of handling yourself against her."

"Tell him Joe, tell him how well you were able to to handle me the first time, and the second time, and the third time when I nearly sent you to meet your maker."

"Dear, are you sure you want to be the Director of the FBI? I could always tell the people that come to investigate me that I am a battered husband, or that my family is tied up with the Mafia."

"Joseph, this planet is only 27,000 miles around. I will catch you, and when I do, it will not be pretty."

Debbie and Rebecca looked at them. Their heads moving from one to the other wondering who was going to kill whom first?

Joan put her head between the two of theirs. "Have you ever seen two people more in love with one another than those two? This is called foreplay, my dears. Some people do it with tender touches. These two are doing it with their eyes. Look at them. Is that hate you are seeing; or is it an emotion much deeper than that? Is it an emotion that comes from deep in their souls that dares anyone to hurt their partner? They are magic together."

"All I see is her wanting to kill him," said Rebecca.

"That twitch on his lip is begging her to try," said Debbie.

"When they've finished playing on the mats, they will shower together, and make love until they fall asleep in each other's arms."

"I want to find someone like him."

"Make sure he has a brother."

Sam said, "It doesn't happen that way girls. You have to find your own mate, because they are supposed to last for a lifetime."

When they arrived at the main building Laura said, "Come into my room girls, you can try some of my outfits on. I keep most of them home now, but I still have a few here. When Joseph gets out of line, I have to remind him who the boss is."

Joe covered his mouth, and coughed. "Bullshit."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, I just coughed."

"Bullshit."

"Watch your language dear."

"I'm sure they've heard worse."

Joan said, "You should hear the things their grandfather says on the golf course."

"The game of golf caused the invention of those words I'm told."

Sam said, "I was told the same thing in my youth."

Debbie asked, "When was that grandpa, 1929, the same year as the stock market crash?"

"Be nice to the elderly, especially the ones that control your money."

"Yes grandpa."

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Joe walked into the renovated gymnasium and stopped in his tracks. The words that left his mouth had nothing to do with the cushioned walls, the running machines, the free weights, or the elliptical machines. The words that came out of his mouth were strictly for his wife.

"You bitch!"

"You don't like the improvements I did down here, Joseph?"

"You have no authority to make changes in this building. How did you do all this without my approval?"

"You know I would never break the law, Joseph. You signed for every piece of equipment in here, including the mats."

"I did no such thing."

"Call up the invoices on your iPad, and look at the signatures. If there's any doubt in your mind, have the originals sent here from the office. If there's any doubt after that, we will have a handwriting expert do an analysis of it to see if it's a forgery. If it is, I will have every piece of equipment taken out, and start an investigation, which I will recuse myself from."

"Somehow, you had me sign all those invoices, didn't you?"

"Off the record, you are far too trusting."

"Do you know how I know you did this to me?"

"Of course I do."

"Please explain it to me."

"The wrestling mats do not reach any walls."

"You believe you have me, don't you?"

"You bet your ass, I do."

"When the boys, and girls are finished, you and I shall have our discussion."

Debbie and Rebecca jumped for joy.

Laura jumped into Joe's arms.

He lifted her to eye level, as she kissed him.

"Oh goody!"

"You won't think so, in a little more than an hour. You forgot something very important."

"I did not."

"Yes, you did."

"I did not!"

Joe smiled at Laura in the way that always got her goat, and put her down.

"You are fish food Joseph."

He turned his back to her, and walked away.

Of all the things he did to light the fire in her belly, turning his back, and ignoring her was at the top of her list. She would have gone after him at that instant, but they had guests, and she restrained herself.

"Come with me girls. We must find something for you to wear. There are two ways to beat men at the game of life, one is physically, the other is mentally. I'm going to help you with the mental part, the physical part is up to you."

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The boys entered the gym in the traditional Taekwondo (one word) Godan, wearing their 3rd° black belts.

Joe called them over to make the introductions.

"Sam and Joan Finch, I would like you to meet Richard and Holden Luck."

They interchanged greetings with with one another, and Sam said to the boys, "I want to thank both of you for the opportunity you are giving us to see my son, daughter, and our grandchildren again. It was something I never dreamed would happen again in my lifetime. Everyone I know is jealous of the four of us. Everyone in the building I live in wants to come with us. It is an amazing feeling for someone like me to be so envied."

Holden replied, "Is there someone, who lives in your building, that has no family left on earth?"

"Yes, there is one woman, who lost her entire family, in a horrific house fire. She is alone now, and those of us who know her are taking care of her now."

"Give Joseph her name, but do not mention anything to her about this. If there is room, we will take her along."

"That would be an extraordinary kindness on your part."

"Thank you very much, now I would like to kick your granddaughters' ass, with your permission, of course."

"You have it, in spades."

"Thank you Mister Finch."

"You are welcome, Mister Luck."

"Rebecca and Debra Finch, please meet Richard and Holden Luck."

"Hi guys!"

"Hello girls."

"It's only fair to tell you two bozos that we are 2nd° black belts. We are not some pussy's that are going to fall down when you touch us."

"Oh good, we get to hit you with your grandparents' permission. Which one do I get Joe?"

"Hold your horses, Holden. I am the older brother, so I get first choice. I want the pretty one."

Debbie said, "I guess he wants me."

The boys laughed.

"Why do you always fall for those traps? They try to divide us with little insults, and you stick your big feet into your mouth as quickly as you can."

"Your feet are bigger than mine."

"Do you see what I mean, you just did it again."

"I told you they were just dumb girls, Holden."

"You have a mosquito above your left ear Richard."

"Where?" as he went to swat it away.

"I'll get it."

Debbie stepped forward and smacked him above his left ear, much harder than was necessary. He was knocked back several steps, and grabbed his head in pain. If she hit him just a little harder, she would have put him on his ass.

"Ow! That wasn't funny, you..."

She stepped back, cleaning off her hand.

"You don't have to thank me; I got the little bastard."

Joan grabbed her granddaughter by her hair and yanked her back.

"You don't have to thank me either, Richard, I have her. I think I will keep her, unless, or until this gets out of hand."

"Okay, Richard you will fight Rebecca. Three, 10 minute periods, separated by two -minute rest session. I'll meet you in the center of the mats. Each of you has three minutes to get ready to go."

Rebecca removed her robe. She was wearing a one-piece white leotard that Laura purposely picked out for her. She normally wore it with a pair of jeans, or a skirt. Since the garment was bright white, and cut short, like boy shorts, and Rebecca's undergarments were black, it was decided that she would go without her undergarments.

This presented a problem that caused Rebecca to blush. However, Laura was not taking no for an answer. And to the bathroom they went, and with the use of a razor, soap, and a little lotion, took care of that 'hairy' problem in less than 15 minutes.

Rebecca walked out the bathroom blushing, knowing her sister was going to give it to her good.

"Did you weigh yourself Becky?"

"Why the hell would I weigh myself?"

"To see how much weight..."

Laura yelled, "Get in here Debbie, you are next."

"Why, my outfits not white?"

"Are you arguing with me, miss?"

"No ma'am."

15 minutes later, Debbie walked out of the bathroom with the same blush her sister did a little while before. She walked over to her sister and whispered into her ear, "I am so wound up right now, how am I supposed to fight someone?"

"I've been thinking about that and come up with this conclusion: think of him as a big dick and attack it for all it's worth."

"Very funny Becky, grandpa would have a heart attack."

"They have all the equipment here to save him."

Joan walked over to the two girls and separated them.

"You looked flushed Rebecca. Do you want to cancel your match against Richard?"

"Quite the opposite grandma, I want to take him apart."

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Laura is just about 5 feet tall, depending on the time of day, with almost a 'B' cup breast, narrow hips, and a very proportioned body.

Rebecca is 5'5" tall, with 'C' cup breasts, with longer, muscular legs and wide hips. She was not wearing her undergarments to hide her womanly attributes, nor restrain, or restrict their movements. Every fiber of leotard was stretched to its limits across her body, leaving everything on display.

Sam said, "Where are your..."

Joan interrupted him mid sentence.

"Shut up, Sam."

"But she is nak..."

"Shut up, Sam."

Debbie said, "You are a knockout. Do the same to him."

"If you insist."

Joan said, "He is an experienced fighter, don't take anything for granted, miss."

"I love you too, grandma. I remember what to do. I will be careful."

With that, she walked to the center of the ring.

When Richard turned towards the center of the ring, and caught sight of Rebecca, he stopped dead in his tracks.

When Joe saw him stop so suddenly, he turned to see why. His mouth opened so quickly, his whistle fell to the floor.

Laura yelled, "JOSEPH!"

He dropped to the floor, scrambling after his whistle. When he retrieved it, and picked up his head, his face was right in line with Rebecca's vagina. He froze again.

The yell he received from Laura this time could have shattered glass. "JOSEPH!"

He looked at his wife and yelled back, "You should have warned me."

He stood up, and composed himself.

"Rebecca, I apologize for my behavior. I should have re-acted better. You are a very beautiful young woman. Defend yourself."

"I will Mister Constantine."

"Richard take a very good look at her. This is what I warned you about earlier. This is woman. She is warm, and soft, rounded, and beautiful. She is as evil as the devil. You have seen what Laura has done, and continues to do to me. If you are not careful, as soon as I say the word fight, Rebecca will do it to you. Your mind is not going to be thinking about fighting, it's going to be any place but there. Richard, get your mind in the game. Defend yourself."

"I will Mister Constantine."

"Shake hands, mouthpieces in, take your positions, get ready, and, fight."

Richard aimed a straight right, for Rebecca's chin, in an attempt to end the fight quickly. However, by the time his fist got to its target, the target disappeared, and he was on his way down to the floor.

Rebecca noticed, as he prepared to fight that he had put all his weight on his left leg and foot. It meant he was going to try something using his right side as soon as Joe said fight.

She was right.

She dropped her body low, and knocked both his legs out from under him. She grabbed his left arm at the elbow, as soon as he hit the floor, and began pounding on it, where it joined his shoulder.

Richard screamed in pain, and tried to pull the arm away from her. It didn't work. Rebecca had 1 foot against his rib cage, and the other against his head.

It took time, but he was finally able to rotate his hips off the ground, and begin to stand.

Rebecca had to let him go and rolled away from him.

Richard tried to regain circulation in his left arm and shoulder, while watching her warily. Neither of them approached the center of the ring, preferring to stay towards the edges of the mats. He approached her and waited for a signal from her to see if she would attack. He caught her flat-footed with a roundhouse left foot to her hip, which spun her off the mats. This caused Joe to blow the whistle, which stopped the clock, until she was back on the mats, and ready to fight. Richard could do this twice more, and he noticed that Rebecca was moving a little slower, and with a slight limp on her left leg.

Debbie was extolling Rebecca to move faster and use her legs like they did in class, which she was not doing. She was boxing, instead of using ballet as her main weapon. This was not like her sister at all.

She also saw her sisters limp, and that's when Joan heard her giggle.

"What are you giggling about, your sister is hurt?"

"Becky is as hurt as I am. She is about to put him on his face. She wants him to think exactly what you are thinking. He will try to kick her a few more times, and then come in for the kill. The only problem is, he will be served medium rare, not her. Our instructor, at the college, calls this, 'The Mongoose.' The Cobra sees the injured animal, and keeps snapping its fangs at it. Finally, it tries to sink its fangs into it, only to wind up in the mongoose's jaws. He's going to be oh so close, grandma, but oh so far away."

"I wish I was your age. I was so restricted, when I was a teenager. If a boy ever hit me, all I could do was run home and tell my parents. Of course, his parents would kill him, but I really would like to have had the privilege of hitting a few boys I knew."

"Do you know where they are, grandma?"

"I'm sure I could find them through our High School Association."

"Why don't you find them, and send them pictures of us by the spacecraft. Tell them what going on a short trip to Atwater Luck, and you will send them a postcard, upon our return."

"But I'm not going to return."

"I guess that means they're going to be waiting for that postcard for a very long time, doesn't it?"

"At times, I'm not sure which one of you is more evil; your sister, or you?"

"My lips are sealed."

Joan yelled, "Nice move Becky!"

While they were talking, things proceeded exactly the way Debbie predicted. Richard kept pounding on Rebecca's left leg, believing he was injuring it more each time.

He attempted to disable her, and put her out of the match with his next powerful kick. He threw himself into the air, predicting where she would be, when she gave him a perfect opening on her left leg. His foot was just about to make contact, when she grabbed him, and spun behind him. She forced his body to follow the momentum of his leg, and hit him with a devastating forearm to the back of his neck. The poor boy was unconscious prior to hitting the mat, face first; so, it didn't hurt his nose too much, when it made contact first, with the floor. Just to be safe, she sat on his back, while Joseph began to pound out the count:

"One, two..."

"TIME!"

Rebecca turned to look at Laura, who had a big smile on her face.

"Sorry Becky, you played with him too long. When you have your man where you want him, you either tell him to give up peacefully, or he will get away from you, like Joe almost got away from me."

Joe said, "I couldn't run away from her. She broke both my legs, and had me tied to the wheelchair. You should see our wedding pictures. I am the only person there who is shorter than she is."

"Joseph do you remember the words 'until death do us part.' You should be very careful at this moment, because those words may be sneaking up behind you."

"I am positive those words are not sneaking up behind me, dear. I am looking at you, and the only way I am going to die before you, is if you kill me."

Richard mumbled. "What happened?"

Rebecca lay down on the mat next to him and looked into his hazy gray eyes.

"Genius, you got suckered. I let you think you were winning, and when you went in for the kill, you let yourself get off balance, just as I knew you would. As soon as you followed through, I hit you on the back of your neck, with a right forearm, which rendered you unconscious. You went down for the count."

Laura said, "Don't lie Rebecca."

"You were down for the count, really you were; except for one minor technicality, time ran out."

"Is that a technicality, like being almost pregnant?"

"Shouldn't we go out on a date first, just to see if we're compatible?"

"I've seen everything you have thanks to that thing you are almost wearing."

"I guess your aunt was preparing us for a wedding. We are both wearing white."

"How old are you, 17?"

"No, I'm 16, Debbie is 15."

"Is she wearing anything like you aren't wearing. If she is, I have to take Holden to the bathroom before she takes off her robe. I don't want him to mess up his godan the moment he sees her."

"You guys have never seen girls before?"

"None approximating our age."

"Let me guess, you can tell everything about a woman, down to the sub-nuclear level, but you've never seen a pornographic movie showing actual sexual contact."

"Right on the money."

"Debbie and I have not had sex either. However, we've seen porn, we know what boys look like, and we know how it's done. However, we have both decided to wait, until we've met someone worthy of us. I'm not saying it's you or your brother. I am telling you this, when we get back to Chicago, I'm telling my grandmother and grandfather that we are going on birth control pills, just in case it happens. It does not mean that we will get married. This is all just conjecture. My first requirement for a man was always that he was able to keep up with me mentally. You qualify in that regard."

"What is your second requirement?"

"I don't know. No one ever got past our first requirement. I guess the second requirement would be to make sure that they are not gay."

"I promise, I am not gay, and neither is Holden. What is number three?"

"Time!"

"I'm sorry, I have to beat your ass again. I'll see you in 10 minutes, or less."

"I'll see you around."

Joe met them in the middle of the mats, checked Richard's eyes to make sure they were not cloudy, said, "Mouthpieces in, defend yourselves, get ready and fight."