“Tommy” Part 6

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“Tommy” Part 6″Tommy”by GentilePart 6.———“Ride the High Country” (1962)The marriage ceremony:- “We’re gathered here in the high mountains in the presence of this august company to join this man and this woman in matrimony.Now, I’m not a man of the cloth, and this is not a religious ceremony. It’s a civil marriage. But, it’s not to be entered into unadvisedly, but reverently and soberly.A good marriage has a kind of simple glory about it. A good marriage is like a rare a****l. It’s hard to find. It’s almost impossible to keep.You see, people change.That’s important for you to know at the beginning. People change.The glory of a good marriage don’t come at the beginning.It comes later on.It’s hard work.”- “Judge Tolliver” – Edgar Buchanan———In the split second before I opened my mouth I decided I’d brazen it out. Portend that everything was fine, that I’d not dreamed of vermin, pissed on her bathroom floor, et al & etc.”No, no Girl, I’m fine. Just fell asleep here on the couch watching “All My c***dren.””Thank goodness, Cully. We’re out at Westroads (mall). Tommy took me shopping.” She was lit up. I was so relieved I felt like shooting them both with my sling shot. & I was going to mention, warn her off about presenting in public with him, but, I just blew it off. She was too happy. She liked men, but, she loved shopping, or, was it the other way around?”And Tommy insisted on buying you some gifts as well, Cully. We can’t wait to show you. He’s so generous. Cully. Cully, are bursa escort you there?””We?” To-my-self, then aloud:”Yes, baby, I’m so happy you’re having a good time.””I am, honey. And it’s because of you. Thank you, Cully and Tommy thanks you. Trust me, he’s a whole new man in the little time we’ve spent together. He’s found a purpose for his life now. The extra night made the difference I believe. Thank you again, Cully.”I thought about inquiring as to what that “purpose” was exactly, but, she plowed thru my place in the queue. “Cully, I want to ask a favor, a biggie, honey.”Oh, Christ, another day? Well, at least she beat me to it, I was going to offer anothe day without request.”Cully, would it be okay if we had Tommy over for dinner on Wednesday evening, well, afternoon? He wants to thank you in person, and get to know you, honey. Get to know us. It would mean the world to him, Cully. Please, for me, Cully, for me?”She’d do the [Please, for me, Cully, for me?] protocol at rare times. Started as far back as Jr. High. The first time I became almost entranced by her approach, the change in her tone, body language & spirit. And I granted that request at once though I couldn’t tell you the particulars of that charter appeal, just that signature approach. I do remember the mini dress she’d worn that Friday. Just high enough to keep me on pins & needles, low enough to get by the school dress code. They’d check the girls with wooden rulers, measuring it out, wooden paddles at the ready for the bursa escort bayan offenders. “C’mon, honey, that will be 2 swats.” They’d go into an empty classroom with another teacher standing as witness and apply the corporal punishment. Always-male-teachers.They beat us for anything. I amassed 29 swats in 7th grade. It’s where I believe I got hooked on spankings. The worst was when I was creamed 2 by a real hard ass algebra teacher. Turned my ass not black & blue, just black. The old man found out, took time and-a-half an hour off from the steel mill and showed up there. They called me to the office over the intercom, had me take my pants & underwear down in the principals office. “If it happens again he’ll get what he gives.” I was so ashamed. Not of the old man’s defense of me, (after all he could whistle the loops/he worked in leather, not wood) with the best of ’em,, but, ashamed of his appearance there in his work clothes. I’ve cried a million tears in the over half-century since for that shame…”No one knows the part of me that won’t let go.”But, back to Girl’s mini-dress(es)…”Cully, if you were a girl like Girl no way would dad and I let you out of this house dressed like that, honey. I’m shocked her parents permit it.” It was all for show. She guarded that thing like Ft. Knox. “No, Cully no.” As “Crimson & Clover” played on her record player over-&-over in that basement I shall take to the grave.”Well, can you at least touch mine?”———“Please, for me. Cully, for escort bursa me?””Sure, angel, that would be fine. I look forward to meeting him.” I never hesitated a moment.A most adorable squeal was emitted. “Now, I’m keeping little notes about, you know, what we’re doing, you know, otherwise, you know. So that I’ll have a record to show you and help me to recount our, you know, if you’d like to hear, or, read that litany of you know what. Does that make sense, Cully? Or, I’ll just throw them out once I get home if you don’t want them.”I knew immediately to whence she spoke. The thought of pouring over those “you know” notes in that adorable left handed cursive of hers made my groin waken.”No, Girl, no.” I tried to settle down. I think I made it. “The notes are an excellent idea. Please keep making that record. I’ll decide when you get here whether to keep them, but, let me throw them out if it comes to that, okay? Is that understood, uh, angel?””For sure, Cully. I promise I’ll keep making them and you’ll have them to do what you want. Right?””Right.” I felt giddy. I’d luncheon as soon as we’d cut the line. I could eat.I thought about asking for a primer about “you know,” but, reconsidered. I’d wait. And no jacking off.”Can’t wait for tomorrow when I see you, Cully. I miss you. And thanks again for letting Tommy come for dinner. I’ll cook for us. For my two guys.” Mother(s) had taught her well, and she’d learned to cook like the God’s.”Her two guys?” To-my-self.”I better scoot, Tommy is going to take me to lunch.” We exchanged (I love you) and hung up.”Are they going to kill you on Wednesday night in some crack pot conspiracy to murder?”Talking to myself aloud was becoming a lot of fun.(to be continued)

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