Date: Fri, 7 Dec 2007 13:56:18 -0800 (PST)
From: E Walk <cane_lane_candy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pinochle Chapter 15

Pinochle
By E Walk
(Copyrighted by the author)
Edited by Will B.

Chapter 15 -- I'm Confused

Brian and Ricky were acting like the hosts when I got home.  I handed them
their checks and they didn't even look at them.  They stuck them into their
pockets and started to give me a difficult time about being overdressed.

I pulled Brian aside, "Brian, what's this party for?  It's not anybody's
birthday?"

Brian put up his hands, "Ben, it beats me.  Just look who is here and it
gets even weirder.  Now go get your swim suit on.  The food is scheduled to
arrive in an hour."

I went to my room and put on my swim suit.  When I returned to the pool
area, T.J. and Andy were already swimming.  When they saw me, they climbed
out, "Where is the infamous Knock who everyone is talking about?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I guess Grant and his father are running a little
late."

I dove into the pool to avoid any further questions.  The Garrisons arrived
and Grant shed his clothes except for his swim suit.  He dove into the pool
and surfaced next to where I was standing.

We were immediately surrounded by T.J., J.T., Andy, Brian and Ricky. I
introduced Grant to those people whom he had not previously met.  We didn't
have much time to visit because Dad announced that dinner was being served.

After everyone had started eating, Dad stood, "The reason we asked you all
here is to announce that we have bought the Toy Shop from Mr. Garrison.
Dad Josh and Granddad Ben will be managing the shop."

"They will be learning the trade from Mr. Garrison until he leaves for
Ithaca when Ben and Grant go to college.  This week, T.J. will be in charge
and Brian and Ricky will be training J.T. and Andy as well as Dad Josh and
Granddad Ben."

After dinner, T.J. came up to Grant and me, "I don't know what is so
special about the two of you, but you are going to draw people to you
wherever you go.  Just be careful and don't let them try to influence you
to do things that you don't want to do.  Believe me; I know from personal
experience that people think that people from Nebraska are country
bumpkins."

"In actuality, the people here are probably more cultured than most people
from the big cities who take everything for granted.  We, on the other
hand, take every opportunity to experience new things."

"I don't know anything about Ithaca, but I'm guessing it might be a little
red necked, so please be careful."  He caught me by surprise and hugged
both of us.

I was surprised when Uncle David Burns came over to us, "Ben and Grant,
when you get back from Ithaca, I will have some legal documents for you to
sign.  I had hoped to have them ready before your trip but your parents
didn't give me much time to get them prepared."

Uncle David had just left when a lady approached us. I stood, "Good evening
Judge Leavitt.  I would like for you to meet my friend Grant."

Mrs. Leavitt scolded, "Ben, I'm not a judge anymore.  I retired, remember.
Grant, it's a pleasure to meet you.  I hope you have an opportunity to meet
some of my family before you go to college.  I just wanted to tell you
gentlemen that I think you will really enjoy living in the lake region of
New York.  I know that my husband and I enjoyed living there when we
attended Syracuse University."

She hugged us, "Don't be surprised if the local people are a little stand
offish at first.  They are not nearly as open as the people here in the
Midwest, at least it seems so until they get to know you.  I'm sure that
you two will do just fine."

After Mrs. Leavitt left, J.T. and Andy came and hugged us, "We'll get
together when you get back from Ithaca."

It was like everyone wanted to meet Grant at the same time.  The next
people to arrive were Uncle Drew and Uncle Kenny followed by Uncle Zack and
Uncle Mark.  Finally only Uncle Clay and Melissa were left.  They were
spending the night at our house.  Brian, Ricky, Knock and I finished the
cleanup.

As we were going into the house, Grant took my arm, "Ben, we met so many
people tonight.  They seem like such a diverse group of people that I
wouldn't think that they would all be together."

"Grant, I don't know how to explain why they were together.  Let's ask Dad
and Mother."

Ricky and Brian followed us into the living room.  Mother and Dad were
sitting there with Uncle Jason and Aunt Cindy, Uncle Clay and Aunt Melissa
and Mr. Garrison.  They were having a night cap drink.

I looked at Dad, "Grant is confused as to how all the people who were here
tonight fit together.  Especially with all of the Uncles, Aunts,
Grandmothers, Grandfathers and cousins that he met."

Uncle Jason started to laugh, "I can see why Grant might be a little bit
confused.  It was a very mixed group."

Grant looked at the people, "I think a lot confused would better describe
the situation."

Dad looked around, "Grant, the only people in this room who are blood
relatives are Ben and Brian who are our biological sons.  Ricky is the
biological son of Jason and Cindy.  The only other people who were here
tonight who are actually blood relatives of anyone, were Grandma Gleason
who is Becca's Grandmother and Granddad Ben, who is Jason's Grandfather.
Oh yeah, Grandpa Jack is David's uncle.  Did I miss anyone Jason?"

"Don't forget that Mark is Grandma Leavitt's grandson, but I think that is
about it.  The relationship between everyone who was here is very
complicated and would take hours to explain.  We need to go home.  Ricky,
are you spending the night here or are you going home with us?"

Dad looked at us "Guys, I'll try to explain how everything fits together on
the flight to Ithaca.  It will give us something to do to occupy the time."

Brian couldn't stand it, "Good thinking Dad, just make sure that you take a
tape recorder so I can finally understand how we all fit together too."

Mr. Garrison stood, "Grant, we need to go home.  We need to think about
packing for our trip."

Everyone had left except for Uncle Clay and Aunt Melissa who were spending
the night.  I excused myself as did Brian and we went up the stairs.  Brian
followed me into my room.  "Ben, I guess I never thought about how everyone
was connected before.  Now I'm really curious.  Please tape record what Dad
and Mother tell you."  He leaned over and hugged me.  "I need some reading
material."

I gave him a couple of chapters of A Second Chance by Tickie to read.

He left and I took a shower.  I must have fallen asleep immediately.  The
next thing I remember was someone was playing with my penis.  I opened my
eyes and Knock was laughing, "Hey Sleeping Beauty, if you are going to make
the early service, you need to get this little thing out of bed.  I need
you to help me pack.  Remember, I've never traveled before."

I pulled Grant close and kissed him.  He disappeared as I got out of bed.
I had just gotten out of the shower when Brian walked in, "I hope you
cleaned the shower."

This is Grant.

After I left Ben, I went back to the house and laid out the clothes that I
thought I would need for the trip to Ithaca.  I thought to myself, "I'll
have Ben come and check to see if have everything I need."

I went downstairs and Dad was reading the paper, "Dad, are you going to
church this morning?"

He looked up from the paper, "Grant, I don't think I'll go today.  It has
been a busy week and I haven't even begun to pack for the trip.  I'd better
get my act in gear since we are leaving around noon for the airport.  I'll
stay here and pack."

I drove to the church.  It felt so strange; this was the first time that I
had driven by myself.  I parked the car and went to sit with Ben and his
family.  Brian leaned over and whispered, "Good morning brother in law, did
you sleep well?"

I looked at him, "Yes, why do you ask?"

Brian smirked, "I put a sleeping potion in the last drink that you and Ben
had.  I needed to get some sleep last night."

Our conversation was cut short because the service began.  When the service
was about to conclude, Father Wanamaker stood, "This morning Ben and Brian
Benson will be singing the 23rd Psalm and The Lord's Prayer."

I thought Brian was going to pass out.  I pushed him up and the two guys
went forward.  They did an outstanding job.  Brian insisted that he we had
to visit with Father Wanamaker before we left.

Everyone had left except Brian, Ben and me.  Brian lit into Father
Wanamaker, "Father, don't ever do that to me again.  I'll be so constipated
that I will start to look like a blimp.  Why don't you pick on your own
sons or grandchildren instead of us poor innocent Benson boys?"

Father Wanamaker started to laugh, "Brian, it was like your Uncle Jeff and
Great Grandmother Tillison were telling me to make those Benson boys atone
for their sins.  How come you haven't been to confession lately?  Are you
hiding something?"

Brian's mouth dropped open, "Father W., I ain't got nothing to hide like
some people I know.  We gotta' go.  Benji and Grant need to take their
sedative before their flight to Ithaca.  Just to let you know, I'll get
even when you least expect it."

We left and the guys followed me to the house in Ben's car.  We went to my
room to make sure that I had the right things ready to pack.  Brian made a
few suggestions and Ben concurred.

As Ben and Brian were leaving, Ben turned to Dad, "We'll pick you up and we
can all go to the airport together since there are only five of us.  We'll
pick you up at twelve.  Dad said they would be serving a light lunch on the
plane.  See you shortly."

This is Brian.

When Ben and I got home, Dad and Mother were waiting for us, "Go help
Grandma Gleason with her things and bring them here so she can stay here
and make sure that you don't party too much."

I must have looked little upset because Dad asked, "Brian is there a
problem?"

"Dad, why are we upsetting Grandma Gleason's routine for three days?"
Lauren, Morgan and I aren't going to do anything.  The two of you will be
with Ben to make sure he behaves himself."

Mother threw up her hands in frustration, "Go help your Grandmother and
don't ask anymore questions.  There is nothing more to discuss."

I knew I had stepped over the line, so I shut my mouth, and Ben and I went
to help Grandma Gleason with her things.  We loaded her suitcases and she
announced, "I'll follow you to make sure you don't have an accident.  I'm
sure that I will be playing taxi for some of you over the next several
days."

We got Grandma settled and I went to fix a sandwich.  "Hey, after all I'm a
growing teenager."

Dad was driving as the parents and Ben left to pick up the Garrisons.

This is Ben.

We arrived at the terminal and a small corporate jet was waiting for us.
The crew loaded the baggage and we boarded the aircraft.  There were three
rows of seats with one seat on the left side of the aircraft and two on the
right side.  Mother and Dad took the first to two seats on the right and
Mr. Garrison sat opposite them.  Grant and I sat in the second row of two
seats and I had him sit by the window so he could watch what was happening
since he had never flown before.

The cabin door was closed and the flight attendant gave the safety briefing
and checked to see that everyone was strapped in properly.  When the
aircraft started to taxi, Grant squeezed my hand so hard that I thought he
was going to cut off my circulation.  He relaxed when we reached the end of
the runway and idled while another plane landed.

The pilot revved up the engines to prepare for take off.  Grant went stiff
as a board and started to look a little peaked.  I leaned over, "Grant,
this is much safer than driving a car.  Now sit back and relax or I'll kiss
you in front of everyone.  If that doesn't work, I will pull down your
pants and start playing with your cock as Brian would say."

This is Grant.

Ben wouldn't do that would he?

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Editor's comments: I bet he would.  I almost wish would.  I can relate to
Grant's nervousness about flying.

To be continued.