Oddball Ch. 07c

"What?" Mary asked. "What's she wanting?"

"A Mommy and Daddy," Thomas said, voice cracking with emotion.

Mary gave the little blonde haired girl her candy cane, then picked her up and carried her to the teacher.

"She wants a Mommy and Daddy," Mary told the woman. "Where are her Mom and Dad?"

"Father unknown, Mother in prison for beating Georgette with a baby bottle; that's how Georgette lost her sight and hearing," the teacher sadly informed Mary. "Her name's Georgette, but we call her 'Sunny' because of her beautiful smile."

"Merry Christmas," Thomas signed again ant the deaf children signed back to him.

"I love you," he signed and smiled as they all signed 'I Love You' back. Even Georgette held up her index finger, pinky finger, and thumb in the 'I Love You' sign.

"Thank you so much," the teachers all told Cheryl and Thomas. "You have no idea what this means to us."

"Okay," Cheryl told an exhausted Thomas. "I got it being sized right now."

"It'll be ready by Thursday?" Thomas asked, smiling.

"Yes, yes, you bastard, it'll be ready," Cheryl said and smiled. "I'm still mad at you."

"I can live with that," Thomas said.

Mary smiled as she brought another child to him.

"This is Jimmy," Mary said. "He's not deaf."

"Ho ho ho, Thomas loudly laughed and balanced the excited child on his leg.

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Melissa smiled as Jim easily carried her over the threshold into their apartment. He smiled as he carefully set her down, and then closed the door.

"Now, let me get this fucking tie off," he exclaimed and tore at the offensive scrap of cloth.

"But, Baby, you look so handsome in a tie," Melissa laughed. "Hell, you're almost as handsome as Thomas!"

"That Mary's crazy," Jim laughed.

"Baby, I'm going to be the best wife you ever had," Melissa promised as she held her new husband tightly.

"Baby, you already are," Jim told her.

"So, want to help me out of this dress?" Melissa asked coyly.

"Honestly?" Jim asked. "I'd kind of like to make love to you in it."

"Jim!" Melissa gasped. "Kinky!"

She started walking down the hall to the bedroom.

"But, then again, that's why I'm not wearing any underwear," she giggled.

Her many ruffles were shoved up around her waist as Jim licked and sucked at her thin pussy lips.

"Oh, God!" she cried out as he found her thin clitoris.

"Ready?" he asked as he balanced himself on one elbow.

He pressed the head of his cock to the entrance of her pussy.

"Do it," she urged and he shoved it in a couple of inches.

Her eyes opened wider when she felt him brush against her hymen.

"Oh!" she groaned as he broke through.

"I'm sorry," Jim cried out.

"Uh uh," Melissa protested. "Baby, it's going to hurt a little the first time."

"I know, but I didn't want to hurt you," Jim whispered.

"It's fine, it's fine," she assured him.

It was over long before Melissa knew it; Jim pumped stream after stream of semen into her sore pussy.

"Sorry," he sheepishly said. "Kind of, you know, kind of been a while since..."

"Oh, no, Mister, you don't think you're done, do you?" Melissa argued. "I didn't spend seventeen hundred dollars on this dress for two seconds of love making!"

"God, we having even been married five hours and you're already telling me what to do?" Jim joked.

"Better get used to it," Melissa said.

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And Mr. Banks was a total ass hole," Chin Li tiredly told Mary as they changed their uniforms in the dressing room.

"Really?" Mary said. "That's a shame."

"Uh huh," Chin Li said. "But the good news is, Cheryl said she'd pay me twelve dollars an hour for today, instead of just ten!"

"Oh well, good," Mary said.

She couldn't help but think of Georgette. How could any mother hit her own child? How could any mother hit her own child so hard to blind and deafen the child?

And the entire child wanted for Christmas was a Mommy and Daddy. She didn't want any toys, any games. She just wanted a Mommy and Daddy.

Thomas smiled tiredly as Mary and Chin Li came out of the dressing room.

"Thomas, can we give Chin Li a ride home; John's not answering his cell phone," Mary told Thomas.

"Yeah, sure," he said.

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Tiffany waved in greeting to the tired looking trio as she stood at Abdul's jewelry counter and pointed out to the sales clerk what she wanted.

"Yes ma'am," the clerk said as she pulled out the pendant and twenty-inch chain.

"I'll take it," Tiffany excitedly told the girl.

The girl didn't say anything; obviously the blonde was too stupid to remember that she'd been in earlier and bought a very similar pendant and chain. The sales clerk had no way of knowing that there was a twin to the girl standing in front of her.

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"God damn, but you're even more beautiful than I remembered," James exclaimed as Theresa came out of the bathroom, totally nude.

"Yeah?"She asked and posed.

"Yeah," he admitted.

"Do I look old enough to have a son that's married now?" she asked.

"No, no you don't," he said. "Hard to believe, huh?"

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John did something that surprised both him and David; he kissed the eighteen year old good night.

David was used to the rough, almost brutal John, the John that jammed his cock into his rectum that called him filthy, humiliating names and forced David to suck his cock.

The tender John that took him to Lafayette to eat Chinese food, that laughed and told David dirty jokes that held David's hand as he drove them back to DeGarde, that John, David didn't know him.

David could taste himself on John's tongue and again felt waves of shame washing over him.

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Leah smiled as Mary wearily walked into the kitchen.

"Long day for you, huh, Kiddo?" Leah asked.

"Yeah, I'm pooped," Mary, agreed. "Momma, can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Leah agreed.

"Mom, you think I'd be a good mother?" Mary asked.

Leah thought she would pass out. Her daughter, her precious daughter, she couldn't be pregnant.

"I mean, the school for the deaf came in, and there was this kid and all she wants for Christmas is a Mommy and Daddy," Mary said, tears pooling in her eyes. "And you ought to see her smiling and I just don't know how a mother could hit her baby..."

Leah felt the blood rush back into her veins.

"Mary, I swear to God, don't ever do that to me again!" Leah exclaimed.

"I mean, I know I'm pretty young, I'm not even nineteen yet, but..." Mary went on.

Leah shrugged her shoulders.

"Mary, I don't know. I mean, I was eighteen when we had you and I'll be the first to admit I wasn't really ready to be a Mommy," Leah said.

"I think I better pray about it," Mary said and left the kitchen.

Lean went down the hall and entered her bedroom. John smiled at her, as he got comfortable in their bed.

"You'll never believe what your daughter just did to me," Leah started. "I mean, just about gave me a heart attack!"

Chapter 6

"Sunny?" the woman said into the phone. "No, no she doesn't have anywhere to go for Christmas."

The woman listened and smiled sadly.

"Okay, if you want," she agreed. "But, Miss Farmer, please remember, there are three other children that don't have anywhere to go for Christmas either. If you buy a gift for Georgette, you need to buy them something too. It's not right to have one child getting presents but not the other children."

"Okay," Mary agreed happily.

Britney rolled her eyes but grabbed her keys and drove Mary out to the Wal-Mart in Lafayette.

"This place is a mad-house!" Mary screamed to be heard over the deafening din.

"What do you expect, this close to Christmas?" Britney screamed back.

Mary ducked under one shopper and sidestepped another as she grabbed a tricycle off the shelf.

Britney couldn't help but laugh; this aggressive, no-nonsense Mary was not the sweet, docile Mary she was used to.

"Hold this, don't let anyone take it," Mary ordered, and then disappeared back into the fray.

A couple of dolls and a football joined the pile in Britney's cart.

"You think she'd like these?" Mary asked as she showed Britney a few large stuffed animals.

"Probably," Britney agreed.

Mary grabbed a large stuffed football and a large stuffed soccer ball right out from under another customer that was reaching for them.

"Let's get out of here before you get us killed," Britney ordered.

"I hate shopping," Mary confided as they dumped the booty into the trunk of Britney's car.

"Could have fooled me," Britney laughed. "I swear, I thought you and that woman were going to duke it out over that tricycle."

"Thank you," Mary said quietly as she kissed Britney's lips.

"You're welcome," Britney said and kissed Mary's lips softly.

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Chin Li wrapped the present carefully, meticulously. She attached the eagle feather to the ribbon on the outside of the box.

That was one present. The other present would be her virginity. She would let him have her.

She had told him a couple of weeks ago that she was on the pill, even though she wasn't. She hoped that he would make love to her and impregnate her.

Her mother would be horrified and her father would be extremely disappointed, but Chin Li was willing to pay that price. Her father, she was sure, had been extremely disappointed when she was born female, instead of the son that would follow in his footsteps.

But she would have John's baby and John would marry her and they would be happy together forever.

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"This is unbelievable," Jim said as he looked out of the plate glass window at the Aspen ski slopes.

"And there's a hot top on the back patio," Melissa husked into his ear. "With a big old privacy fence all around it and we can get in it and get naked."

"And then what would we do?" Jim asked playfully.

"Oh, I don't know," Melissa, laughed. "Talk about the first thing that pops up?"

"And we have this whole lodge all to ourselves?" Jim asked.

"Uh huh," Melissa laughed.

"This is unbelievable," Jim said again. "Anyone see in here?"

"Tinted windows," Melissa said.

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"Kowalski, wipe that stupid looking smile off your face," Charles Villeaux joked.

"Oh, I'm sorry," James smiled. "Why? It pissing you off?"

"If I say 'yeah,' would it make any difference?" Charles asked.

"No, not really," James smiled wider.

"I take it things are looking up for you and the wife," Charles said quietly.

"Yeah, it looks like it," James agreed, smile on full wattage.

"Good," Charles said. "Just don't forget what you had to go through to get to this point, though."

"No, no, don't think I will," James agreed. Damned sure don't want to go through that again."

"Me neither," Charles said. "Good night, Kowalski."

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Allison smiled as Britney and Mary sat on the floor of the living room, wrapping the presents. She poured the cocoa into the mugs and brought them to the girls.

:Thank you, Miss Allison," Mary smiled.

"And how do you like being one of Santa's Helpers?" Allison asked.

"It's all right," Mary shrugged. "But it's a lot of work, that's for sure."

"But she looks so cute in her outfit," Britney chimed in.

"Yeah, she does," Tiffany, agreed as she mimed kicking the large stuffed soccer ball.

"How much is one of them pictures?" Britney asked.

"Ten bucks, I think," Mary said as she looked around for the soccer ball.

"How many copies?" Tiffany asked.

"One, give that here," Mary demanded.

"Don't mess with her," Britney laughed. "You should have seen her! I was in fear for my life!"

"Oh shut up!" Mary laughed and punched Britney on her arm.

"See? See?" Britney called out.

"You working tomorrow?" Tiffany asked.

"Yeah," Mary said. "The whole day too."

"Wow, and how about Christmas Eve?" Britney asked.

"The store closes at three, but Miss Cheryl says sometimes they don't get out of there until eight, nine o'clock," Mary said.

"So, when you want to bring this stuff to the school?" Britney asked.

"I guess on Christmas day," Mary said. "That all right?"

Chapter 7

Tiffany and Britney strolled into Abdul's. The place was a complete madhouse; quite the opposite of what the upscale store was normally like.

They stood in line with the throng of children and smiled widely as Mary looked up and saw them.

"Hi, we want our picture taken with Santa," Britney said.

"Yeah, we want to sit on his lap and tell him what we want for Christmas," Tiffany said.

"And you better behave," Mary warned.

"Now, that's not a very Christmassy thing to say," Britney teased.

Thomas smirked as Tiffany took off her heavy winter coat, revealing a very short red miniskirt and tight white sweater, and sat down on his lap and smiled for the camera.

"I want Barry to fuck me and fuck me and fuck me until I can't walk straight," she whispered to Thomas.

"Damn it, Tiffany!" Thomas exclaimed.

"Aw, what's the matter, Santa?" Tiffany laughed. "Going to have a little trouble getting down Mary's chimney tonight?"

"Tiffany!" Mary screeched, horrified.

"I want four of them, please," Tiffany said to Cheryl.

To Mary she said, "Hey, where's my candy cane? Don't I get a candy cane?"

"I will kill you," Mary hissed as she handed the smirking Tiffany a candy cane.

Britney shrugged out of her heavy winter coat, revealing an identical outfit and made a big play of wiggling on Santa's lap. Mary glared daggers at her friend, her lover.

"Don't worry, I don't want what that whore sister of mine wants," Britney cooed to Thomas. "I just want my hot blonde pussy eaten, licked and eaten like a candy cane."

Oh!" Thomas groaned.

"That's why I'm not wearing any panties," Britney whispered to Thomas.

"Damn it," Thomas groaned.

"I'd like five of those pictures too," Britney smiled to Cheryl as she shrugged into her coat again.

Mary slapped the candy can into Britney's hand and turned her back on the smirking girl.

"See you tonight," Britney called out to Mary.

"I need to take a five minute break," Thomas announced to Cheryl, obviously in some discomfort.

It took three strokes and he was spurting his semen into the toilet bowl.

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"Damn it, Melissa!" Jim laughed as she easily traversed the slope. "I'm from south Louisiana! There ain't no hills in south Louisiana!"

"Oh come on!" Melissa called out. "You can do it!"

"There ain't no snow there either," he called out.

Jim managed to stay upright for nearly twenty feet before gravity won out and he toppled over.

"God, I thought you were like this great big macho man," Melissa teased as she skied back to her husband and tried to help him up.

"Come on, Baby," he laughed. "Can't we try the bunny slope first?"

"This is the bunny slope," a ski instructor laughed as she skied over to the couple.

"O great!" Jim smiled. "This is the easy slope."

"I don't believe I've seen you guys in the inn; where are you staying?" the instructor asked, a polite way of finding out if they had the right to be on the Inn's property.

"We stay at the blue lodge when we come to Aspen," Melissa said as Jim gamely tried again.

"Oh! Ms. Schaub! Sorry, I didn't recognize you," the instructor said apologetically.

"Oh, that's all right," Melissa, laughed. "But it's not Ms. Schaub any more! It's Mrs. Kowalski! That's my husband, Jim Kowalski. The one that's face down in the snow!"

"I am not!" Jim protested. "Look, look! I'm getting the hang of it!"

"You're just standing there, Jim!" Melissa teased. "That's not 'getting the hang of it.'"

"Congratulations, Ms...I mean, Mrs. Kowalski," the instructor said. "Need me to work with Mr. Kowalski?"

"Yeah," Melissa agreed. "I'm dying to do the North Slope."

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"Christmas," Leah said. "We'll tell Mary on Christmas day."

"Tell her what?" John asked, feigning ignorance.

"That she's going to be a big sister!" Leah said, slapping John.

"Oh, that!" John laughed.

"Yes, Mr. Farmer. THAT!" Leah smiled.

"John carried his plate to the sink and kissed Leah on the nape of her neck.

"Uh uh, Mister," Leah complained. "You got work to do. You said there were four cars waiting."

"One or two hours ain't going to kill them," John said and reached around to cup his wife's breasts.

""Come on, John!" Leah weakly protested. "I want to clean up the house! It's a disaster!"

"Like I said, one or two hours ain't..." John said, working a hand down to his wife's dripping crotch.

Chapter 8

"Get that damned thing out of here," Charlie playfully complained to Allison.

"Oh, shush, you!" Allison laughed. "She's so cute!"

"She's useless!" Charlie argued.

"Fine, fine, Mr. Grinch," Allison smiled and carried the wiggling puppy down the hall to Tiffany's bedroom.

"Merry Christmas," she whispered in her daughter's ear and put the Yorkshire puppy on the pillow next to Tiffany.

The puppy immediately began to stick her tongue into Tiffany's ear, whimpering and whining in excitement.

"Oh my God!" Tiffany screeched, sitting up. "What is that?"

"That's your Christmas present from Barry," Allison laughed.

"Oh my God!" Tiffany squealed and picked up the wiggling beast.

"Barry said you can name her whatever you want to," Allison said.

"You don't want to know what I would name it," Charlie said from the doorway of Tiffany's bedroom.

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"I'm not gay," the note said.

David's mother fainted when she saw her son's body swing slowly back and forth. The note taped to his chest was the only suicide notes he left, the only clue of why he hung himself from the stair railing.

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Georgette smiled her sunny smile as the teacher on duty took her hand and guided her down the hall to where the Christmas tree was.

Mary watched as the small girl happily opened her presents. Each present was opened and the toy given hugs by the happy girl.

"Is she, um, did the beating, when her mom beat her, did it give her, you know, um, brain damage?" Britney asked the teacher on duty.

"Not at all," the teacher answered. "She's only three years old and she already knows her alphabet in sign language and in Braille."

"Her mom, is she going to be coming for Georgette when she gets out of jail?" Mary asked.

"No ma'am," the teacher said firmly.

"So, so she can be adopted?" Mary asked.

"Well, yeah, but it would have to be someone pretty special," the teacher said. "I mean, Georgette's going to have a lot of challenges ahead of her in life."

"I know what you're thinking," Britney said as she drove down Highway 19.

"I love her with all my heart," Mary said simply.

"Fine, fine," Britney sighed. "You need to talk to Miss Sophia. She's Mr. Cecil's fiancé and she's like this really smart lawyer."

"I mean, did you see her?" Mary asked. "Britney, she's got nothing and yet she's still happy!"

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"Look, I know this doesn't make up for all the misery I put you through and all you had to put up with, year after year," James said as he handed Theresa a small box. "But I do want you to know how much I love you."

"James, is this real?" Theresa asked.

"It better be," James smiled as Theresa looked at the ruby ring.

"James, we can't afford this," Theresa said.

She may have been saying that, but James noticed that she wasn't letting go of it either.

James wasn't going to say it, wasn't going to tell Theresa that the money he'd spent on her ring was the money he'd been socking away to pay for a divorce. When his whole world fell apart, he realized divorce from Theresa was the absolute last thing he wanted.

"Try it on," he suggested.

"All right," Thomas said as he unwrapped a new bass guitar, a Fender Precision bass, and not a copy.

"That is a good one, right?" James asked. "The sales guy said it was."

"You kidding?" Thomas said. "It's the best!"

"Merry Christmas, Tommy," James said.

"Thanks Dad," Thomas said.

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Mary waved good-bye to Britney as she opened the door to the small house.