Tina laughed. “I’d love to see the list, Julia. Ok, did you hear that? A car’s horn outside.” She stood up and walked to the door.
Tina was tall and slim and rather athletically built, with a coffee-brown complexion and a rather cleft chin guys seemed to like, and most of the time used glasses.
Now she opened the door and watched a young man of about twenty-five get out of the Accord sedan parked in the driveway. He was dark-haired and as Tina would later describe to her friend Jeanette, was “cute.”
“Hi,” the new arrival stood in front of Tina and smiled his best smile. “I must say I’m glad I came. I’m Seth Wilson,” he went on as he shook Tina’s hand. “My father, Todd Wilson, was supposed to be meeting your uncle for the testing of his new machine, or invention, if you like. But he had to attend a crucial meeting and asked me to come personally and explain to him as he feels a phone call is not good enough, and that he will himself be here on fifteenth. That’s three days from now. That is all I got from him on phone yesterday.”
“I knew it!” Tina exclaimed. “My uncle is always very secretive when he’s working on something. Just like he did with the electric skateboard that didn’t work. I didn’t know about it till it was ready and it nearly killed me when it threw me flat on the driveway! Come on, we’ll see him right away.”
“Tina! I think it’s good manners to invite visitors in for breakfast, unless I’m mistaken!” Julia’s voice came to their ears as they began to walk towards the open corridor that connected the lab to the house. She was rather snappish these days, especially since a week ago when Tina’s parents caught her as part of a group sex in Tina’s bedroom with two of her Dad’s white employees, Matt and Jake! It sounded like fiction when she tried to convince Jeanette that it had really happened. Even she had found it unreal the following morning, after spending a sleepless night waiting for her Dad’s verdict on this grave matter, especially considering how strict and authoritative he was about his daughter.
“Honey, my saddest day is the day you come home with a baby from one of those Inglewood and Long Beach characters you seem to like so much. Where is Clay from?”
“Clay is from Long Beach, Dad, and he’s not in a gang! Why do you think everybody is in a gang? Clay is in no gangs, he’s not into drugs, he’s not a womaniser and he’s taking college classes at Oceanview.”
“I’m still greatly unimpressed,” her Dad had said.
Chapter 2
The day after the threesome or foursome thing [as it involved two women and two guys] her Dad had called her from the breakfast table. She had been avoiding breakfast just to keep away from her Dad this morning. Her Mom was there too. She couldn’t look either of them in the eye. Matt, who had been having a non-secret affair with Julia and last night had been part of this group thing, was standing miserably there with Jake, Jake the goofy nineteen year old with a surprisingly big dick that Tina now knew about only too well. She could almost feel that dick spreading her pussy. If Matt had speed, Jake had size! And he was a rough boy, at least where sex was concerned. His arms had grabbed her by the waist and the next thing she knew his big dick was in to the hilt and the next thing he had grabbed her hair and pulled her up to her feet and was shafting her from behind while his other arm was held in front of her mouth, as if he was afraid she would scream.
*
“I’m sorry, I will have to decline,” Seth said hastily. “Tell her I take my breakfast as a priority as soon as I wake up.”
Tina spoke to Julia through the window. Julia grunted. “All visitors say that and remain politely hungry, but that’s okay. Looks like your visitor has also declined to introduce himself.”
Tina turned helplessly to Seth. “I’m afraid you will not be forgiven for not reporting to my cook, although you may be forgiven for not having breakfast.”
“Cook,” Seth’s eyebrows went up. “I guess that means she was your nanny and when you grew up she became the cook.”
“For goodness’ sake don’t call her a cook or you will be in serious trouble. And she’s too young to have been my nanny. She’s not even thirty-five.”
Seth stepped inside the vast living room and introducing himself. “A big house you have here,” he finally observed, perhaps to distract himself from Julia’s keen eyes.
“My Dad believes in big things,” Tina said. “Even his bed is so big he has to roll himself out of bed every morning.”
“But you are not big,” Seth joked.
“I didn’t say he believes in me!” Tina countered.
Seth laughed heartily. “You certainly have a sense of humor. Can we meet the great scientist now? He’s already wondering why my Dad has not arrived.”
The two of them walked out to the corridor. Tina stepped aside. ‘Let’s walk side by side.”
“Why is that?” Seth asked as he walked beside her.