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Son for Hire: Chapter 56
🕑 Added 2022-03-08 17:27:44 +0000 UTCWith the place cleaned of my kinky activities as thoroughly as a crime scene and nothing else to do I begin to worry. I keep checking the clock and looking out the window and quietly praying that my sister was okay. I hated having to worry about her like this and I could not wait until we were out in that nice quiet and safe neighborhood far away from bad friends and deadly temptations so that I didn’t have to fear for my sister as much. But true to her word Kiki arrives home about ten after midnight. When I hear the keys rattle at the deadbolt a great sense of relief washes over me. I hurry to the door to greet her as she steps in.
“Hey.” I say.
She smiles. Another wave of relief as I see that she was clean, there were no drugs or alcohol that I could see clouding her eyes, though there was something about her that seemed different. Perhaps a tinge of melancholy but mostly happy my sister looked as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
“Hey kid…I mean, darling.” She says.
“Done what you had to do?”
She nods. “I’m done. Done with this whole damn place. I am ready to go.”
“Me too.”
She steps closer. “I need a hug.”
“Uh, yeah! Of course.”
She steps in and I wrap my arms around her. We share a short but much needed embrace. Whatever she’d gone out to do had taken its toll emotionally. As she steps back she looking much more her usual self again. She studies me a moment, her eyes narrowing.
“You’ve been talking to Evelyn.”
I laugh. “Maybe I have.”
“No maybe. You have.” Stepping back she points and twirls her finger toward my face. “You get this glow to you. You talked to her alright.”
“Yeah.” I giggle and my happy bum twitches. “We talked.”
“Talked huh? You showered again.” She says as she sniffs the air. “And is that lube I’m smelling?”
“Kiki!”
She chuckles and gives me a kiss to my blushing cheek. “I am done for. See you in the morning.”
“Yeah.” I say. “Sleep well.”
“You too.”
***
Both of us are up early the next day such was our excitement. After a quick drive-through breakfast after picking up our rental truck as soon as they were open we are back at the apartment and carrying stuff down the stairs by 8:30 am. With the majority of our stuff already gone we had vastly overestimated how much time it would take for us to load the truck. It is only forty five minutes later and the truck was loaded and ready to go. After going through every room and closet one last time we come to stand in the empty apartment. We hold each other’s hand as the magnitude of the moment hits us full force. There was no going back now. A dozen emotions pass through us as a thousand memories play out around us but no more words were needed. We were ready for this. We drop our keys off to Mr. Khan, he and Kiki have one last quick argument for old time sake, and then we are settled in the truck.
“We are way early.” I say as I start the engine. “They won’t be expecting us yet.”
“Well…” Kiki says with a smirk. “…we could drive around the neighborhood and take in the sights one last time.”
“Fuck that!” I put the truck into gear and head straight out of the city core.
The music is loud, our mood flying high, as we sing and seat dance our way to our new home. The concrete and graffiti of the inner city makes way for the freeway and then the high fences and green spaces of suburbia. Our excitement grows with each passing mile. As we slow down through the quiet residential neighborhood near our destination Kiki turns off the music and passes me my ‘wedding’ ring.
“This is it darling.”
“Let’s do this Kitty.”
Kit smiles her approval. Like a hermit crab finding a new shell she had now officially abandoned Kiki for her new moniker. We coast down the final block then come to a stop in front of the familiar colonial style house.
“I should have texted.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Kitty says. “All we need is to get the keys from her. And we can kill time if need be.”
“Right.” I swing the truck away and then reverse into the driveway so that the back was as close to the sidewalk that lead around back as possible.
I was just putting into park when Kitty says. “Hey, Alan’s home.”
“How do you know…” I turn to see the big bastard walking out of his front door. In a black business suit and red tie he was clearly dressed for work. “Shit.” We were definitely too early, I was hoping to avoid him.
Kit has no such compunctions though as she hops out and hurries over to greet him. I take a breath then get out and move around to say hello. As I approach Kitty had already gotten the keys off of him. She turns to me, all smiles, and jingles them to show me that we had officially gotten our place.
“Hello Alan.” I say as respectfully as I can. “Sorry we’re a bit early.”
“It’s alright.” He says. “We’ve been up for hours already. Early to bed, early to rise.” The insinuation couldn’t have been more clear.
“Right.” I nod. “Early birds. You won’t hear a peep from us at night.”
“Good.” He looks me up and down, his eyes pausing briefly at the compass medallion around my neck. For a moment I fear he might have recognized it somehow but the moment only lasts an instant. He glances at our meager load. “Is that it?”
“Yeah, that’s everything.” I say. “After we’re done here we are heading out to get a bit of furniture while we still have the truck.”
He motions back toward the door. “You should talk to Evelyn. I think we still have some of her grandfather’s stuff up in the attic.”
“Uh…yeah, thanks.” It was weird talking to him like a normal human being. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad.
He then lets out a sigh and I notice him relax just a bit. In a conciliatory tone he holds his hand to shake. “Hey, listen, I just wanted to say that we might have gotten off on the wrong…”
Clunk! Just then Kitty had lowered the tailgate of our truck. Impatient to get going she grabs the nearest box and pulls it off. Alan looks at her and then down at me.
“Gotten off the wrong foot.” I finish his sentence for him and reach for the shake. Alan pulls his hand away at the last second. What a jerk!
Kit grunts as she heaves the box up and begins to carry it toward the side of the house. Alan’s eyes widen as he sees it then he looks back at me again with an expression somewhere between rage and disbelief.
I look back at him confused, my hand still out waiting. “Um, what were you going to say?”
“Unbelievable.” He shakes his head and sets off after my sister. Without warning he takes the box from her arms, holding the burden that had taken her all of her strength effortlessly in one hand. “Why don’t you leave this to us guys.”
“Oh!” Kit peeps in surprise. “But…your nice suit…”
“Don’t worry about it.” He says insistently. “This won’t take long. There’s not much stuff here.” He nods toward the house, sparing a moment to shoot me a withering glare, and says. “Evelyn’s inside. There are some papers that need to be signed.”
“Oh, right. I got it.” She smiles brightly at him. “Thank you!”
He grumbles as he takes the keys back from her then heads around the house. Kitty has an impish grin on her face as she skips by me. She knew that was going to happen! She’d done it on purpose. Dim Donny just now finally catches up. Shit! Alan thought Kitty was expecting. Here I was casually chatting with him as my pregnant wife began hefting heavy loads to carry down a flight of stairs. Oh geez! As if the guy didn’t hate me enough as is. My sister’s trouble-making humor might just get me killed at this rate.
“Thanks a lot.” I mutter just loud enough for her to hear.
She giggles. At the front door she opens it up and calls inside. “Evelyn? It’s me, Kitty.”
“Come in my dear!” I hear Mommy’s voice welcome her in. “I am so happy you made it okay.”
The door closes leaving me alone on the driveway. I turn to the truck as my stomach twists. Looks like it was my lover’s husband and I unloading. Great. Just great. My guts tighten further as I realize the box he was carrying had his wife’s boudoir album in it! What if he dropped it!? “Oh fuck!” I hurry forward and grab another box then rush to catch up with him.
