So as we drive from the dance, Chad asks, "Where can we go to be alone."
"My room, my parents have always told me they'd rather have me making out there then parked somewhere that I may get hurt be who knows whom. They're probably still up, so let's go there and I'll ask them...you can't say anything about this to any one...think you can get relaxed enough to get it up, there."
"You sure don't mess around with words, "get it up", when I'm with you, I can hardly get it to stay unseen."
So later in my room Chad asks, "I can't get over your parents being so open and nice about us making out here in your room."
"They know I'm going to do it, so why not where I'll be safe, too many kids have been beat up and girls raped because they've parked somewhere they aren't safe, this way no one has to worry about how I am, except, if you can relax enough here, their bedroom is way on the other end of the house, we can make all the noise we want, they'll never hear us."
"You mean you don't you, you're the one who goes crazy wild when we're fucking."
"I'm sorry if that bothers you, but I have no control over my emotional feelings when you're fucking me, it's in me, if I don't let it out, I'll explode, and you don't want that to happen, all my blood and guts all over you, now please lay down on your stomach, and let me massage your neck and upper back, that'll relax you completely."
All it really was is an excuse to get Chad partly naked, and I undress while his back is to me, so as I'm pulling his pants off, he rolls over and pulls me to him, kissing my lips, like he'd never kissed me before, warm, passionate, lustful, and lovingly, then surprises me by reversing us, and tongue fucking my clitoris as he lightly fucks my pussy with a few fingers. After a long delightfully pleasant time of oral sex, in which we both have smashing climaxes, Chad filling my mouth with just what I thought, sweet, creamy cum, and me almost squeezing his head flat, caused by the umpteen orgasms I was having, as we're laying on the bed having a cigarette, Chad asks me, "Do all women's pussy's taste sweet like yours...of course you have no way of knowing that, but my god honey, yours is actually sweet tasting."
"So is your semen, it's like drinking cream from a delightfully large nipple."
After a few weeks, Chad tells me, "My parent want to meet you and your parents, which will be best for them to come here, or the other way around."
"Have them come here, what's better than Malibu, make it a Sat if possible, and maybe we all can do something on the beach."
So they did, and came on a Sat, but as they walked in and every one was introduced, and it was obvious Angela and Freda were mates, and I had no father, Chad's parents became increasingly cool and indifferent toward us, until after only an hour, they told Chad to come home with them and left, as they did, mother tells me, "This is going to be so difficult to tell you, but as soon as they realized Freda and I are your 2 parents, they knew then they were leaving shortly, they may force Chad to not take you out any more."
"If that is their attitude about us, I don't want to have anything to do with any of them either, between the two of us, Chad is really fucked up, he hates his father and has no respect for his mother, calls her the old bitch, and his father a lying bastard, in fact mother, of all the kids I went to school with I am the most well adjusted, none of them liked their home life, if they had brothers or sisters they didn't like them. I wouldn't trade places with any other young person I know, or have known."
"We love you dearly Angelina, we do and always have and will, you've never done anything to disappoint or embarrass us."
Sure as shit, Chad's father calls not 2 hours after they left, and told me he will never see me again, so taking this as an opportunity, I tell him, "Sir if this is the way you are raising your son, I really couldn't care less, he'll grow up to be a bigot just like you. Good bye."
And I hung up on him. Later that evening, Chad comes over, after he's in the house, setting in the living room with mom, mother and I, he tells us, "I had to come here to tell you my side of this stupidity and bigotry I witnessed from my folks, Jean, I honestly love you, and if I can find a job to help my scholarship put me through collage, to hell with that old fart, and you'll continue going out with me, nothing has changed."
So mom tells Chad, "You know you're only 17, they can force you to not see Angelina."
"No, all he told me was that if I see her again he'll kick me out of the house, and not assist me in collage."
So mother says, "That is very noble of you, but have you thought this through, you're certainly not thinking that from this place you can look forward and know you and Angelina will be together for the rest of your lives."
"No maim, that's a fools dream, but to me, now counts enough, and if we happen to last a few years, or even months, I'll know I've done what is right, disregarding what those terrible people have to say about you, if he'd not made such a big deal of this, I might not be so worked up, but now...no matter what, I'm leaving home and I'll make it on my own."
So mother says, "Why don't the two of you go up to Angelina's room, I want to talk privately with Freda."
"Ok, mother, Chad let's go."
Once we're there Chad asks, "What do you think is going on."
"I know we need help in the cutting room, the pay is good and the hours flexible, what is put on patterns one day has to be ready for sewing by the next, no matter when." Chad sets there looking at me, as I see tears forming in his eyes, so I hold him close and he softly whisper to me, "You are so lucky to have such fabulous parents...I'm just lost for words, I don..."
Then the door opens and they come in, set on the couch and tell Chad, "Since Angelina has begun working full time, we've never been able to keep up to her designs, we've needed help, for cutting patterns, and sewing them together, which we can teach you, it is harder than it sounds, these patterns must be cut perfectly, and sewn as perfectly, we'll pay you $15 an hour to start, once you've learned to do both very good and fast, you'll get raises, neither Freda or I have ever faced what you're facing now, but both of us...when we made our choice lost most all our, what we thought, were friends, to us the love between two people is worth whatever price one must pay to have it...also if you want, we have a room, not here but one of our employees, will be more than happy to rent it to you...maximum hours per week is 40, if you can do your work in less, fine...we'll even pay you under the table, if you know what that means to you in total money weekly. Now here's the thing, we're not doing this because you and Angelina are going together as much as we're doing it to satisfy our own feelings about people like your parents, who over the years have cost us dearly, we cannot marry, we could not adopt a child, one of the reasons we live here, is because almost anywhere else didn't want us living close to where children are raised, and even here we had to come up with a ridicules down payment, banks would not give us loans, and it goes on and on, but we both came from very bad relationships, and found love in one another, after we found an organization that would allow us to get a child, even then we had to pay a great amount of cash, not check; to have our precious Angelina, that is why we named her that because she is our little angel, and now Angelina has learn to be a stock broker and makes more money some days then we make in a month, this lovely furniture, our new car, our new shop, right in the middle of where every one shops...all came from Angelina's knowledge of stocks, and how to buy and sell for profit, literally thousands in profits, but remember depending on how determined your parents are, once you leave they may never allow you back, or until you've succeeded on your own. That is all we can do for you Chad...oh, yes, and you can spend week ends here with Angelina if you and she wish."
Poor Chad is now sobbing heavily, and slides off the bed, and putting his arms around mother's waist, resting his head on her lap, he softly says, "I don't know what to say, or how to say it, you're just too wonderful to be real."
"We can only do what we know is right, now please Chad try to get yourself calmed down, there is much to be done now, Angelina, you help Chad calm himself, we'll be down stares."
So they left, and I hold Chad tightly close to me, as I tell him, "I'll help you get a car so you have your own transportation because I doubt if they'll give you the one they bought for you, and if they sell it to you, it'll be too expensive, for a while you'll have to think tight budget. I wish I could tell you I love you, but I can't...I know I need you, I feel lost without you, cry when I think of losing you, and feel like I'll never get enough of you fucking me...with your tongue, fingers and most of all that gorgeous cock of yours, now set back while I hold your cock between my lips, until you feel strong enough to do what you've set your mind into doing."
After he explodes between my lips, and feels much better, I tell Chad, "I'm going to give you some cash, 1st to get that room, then your things from your home, and to get settled, if you have to buy a car we'll deal with that then. Darling it's Sunday night, I start work early tomorrow morning so I must sleep, if you can also then stay here, and do all that tomorrow...oh, except the room this you must get tonight."
As we're getting the room, I wonder to myself if this is a good time for my magic, should I change Chad's father's mind about us, but for whatever reason I back off that idea, after Chad has the room, we go back to my home and to bed. Early the next morning we all go to the shop to begin our work, while Chad goes to school, he gets out at 1 and goes to his home, finds his dad and mother madder than hell jumping all over him even before he gets the chance to tell them what he's decided to do, after his father grounds him and tells him they're going to stop his allowance until after his grounding is over, he finally has a chance to tell them, "I spent the night with Jean, I refuse to stop seeing her, I'm moving out, and don't try to stop me, mainly because you old son of a bitch, I'm in a hell of a lot better shape then you, and I'll deck your ass if you try, all I came back for is my things, now get the fuck out of my way, or I'll knock you so mother fucking far out that picture window, you'll be in emergency for weeks." His dad just stares at him, then says, "Good, leave, we were getting tried of your fucking bullshit anyway, but remember this, when you're in the gutter with no one to turn to don't come back here crying to me...Marian do you agree with me."
So Chad's mother replies, "We've tried to give you anything you wanted, and this is the thanks we get, leave you spoiled, stupid kid...oh, how you'll regret this and soon."
"What about my car."
"Take it, but you'll have to make the payments and see to the insurance...you really don't know what you're doing, you really don't." By later that evening Chad had everything he wanted from the house, and was in the room, so he calls me and asks, "Can I talk to your mother or mom, about the job they offered me."
"Come over, they'll want to talk at length with you."
After he gets here mom tells him, "Whatever time you get out of school tomorrow come to our shop, Angelina works late most nights, she'll get you started, listen closely to her, she knows every aspect of the fashion design business, and will be of great help to you. A few thoughts for you, that car is very nice, but the insurance on it will cost you plenty because it's a sports type car, better you have a regular car, payments and insurance will be less, Angelina will help you get another car, now this is up to you, these are just my thoughts on this."
"I feel like I must follow your advice, because I'm putting myself in your hands so to speak, if anything goes wrong I'd like to know you're still behind me."
"Chad I know what that car must mean to you, and how difficult it will be to lose it, but remember while Angel was younger we lived like paupers although we still can't figure it out, but as soon as she started working even while she was still in school, our business went from barely supporting us to us, having to hire more help in just weeks, so my best advice is to keep our Angel at least as a good friend no matter what happens to your love affair because she's a natural good luck charm."
As I set there hearing this for the umpteenth time, I again tell mother and mom, "It wasn't me, it was time for you to start moving forward ...that's all...changing the subject...how many nights a week can we sleep together."
"Oh, no you don't, not already, Fri and Sat, only...remember little lady, you have a very full schedule, I don't know how you keep up to it all as it is. Why don't you take Chad up to your room and show him the other business you're in."
"Good idea, possibly he'll like it too."
So up we went and I showed Chad what I do, which is mostly reading P&L reports of various businesses, and making decisions on which one will bring in a quick profit, but after a rather short time Chad tells me, "You've lost me, how do you read so fast."
I'm blessed with a very high IQ, I speed read, can read and remember all of a 500 page book in a few hours, my brain is like a umpteen MB hard drive, and once it's in there, I can call it back up whenever I need it, but mother is right, I do have a lot of work to do, so my precious darling may I excuse myself, you must have studying to do also."
So he sets at one desk and I at my computer, and about 3 hours later, I tell Chad, "Remember no one knows this, and cannot hear anything about it, I just made a commodities buy on the prices of gold over the next 2 weeks, if I'm right about what it will do, I stand to make triple what I invested, sorry but I can't tell you any more than that, also I have sent my findings on to Mr. Horace Van Demure, the owner and head of stock brokerage company I work under, so he can pass it on to others, as well as investing a few million of my clients money, although I don't have enough clients to make a living off them, I'm getting new ones every so often, Mr. Van Demure is slowly giving me clients as I prove my abilities...although to them I'm 19, that's still way too young to be a trusted stock broker, Mr. Van Demure is still trying to figure out how I am able to find and act upon these sure things."
"I think any one would be, I know I am, how can you know what's going to happen, unless you can see into the future, and that's impossible, even for geniuses."
So a little later Chad leaves and I go to sleep. The following week end Chad and I go out Fri night to the teen club, I haven't known him long enough to try an adult place for fear he'll panic and get us kicked out, while we're there Mike comes over and sets down, and asks Chad, "You moved out of your home, where do you live now, and what happened." "My folks found out that Jean's parents are a lesbian couple, and forbid me to see her any more, so I left."
"They did that because Jean your parents...what...did one of them get pregnant and have you."
"No I was adopted...and by the size of me from a pigmy family...only kidding, so I'm told my real mother is a Carob native from the Caribbean somewhere, so apparently the Carobs are small people."
"But you should be darker then."
"We don't know who or what the father is...I really don't care my size hasn't stopped me from doing whatever I've wanted to, and actually I think it's kind of neat being so tiny."
"Changing the subject, but Chad buddy, you must be in love to give up your home in favor of Jean, and I can't really blame you, because I'd probably do the same, especially with the home life I've got."
So I say, "That's what I don't understand, my parents were discriminated against for years until they became successful because they're two women living together, and since same sex marriages are illegal they aren't married, yet of all the people I went to school with, and have met since, they don't like their home, their parents, nothing is right with them, yet they're supposed to be living in a better environment then I am, and I'm the luckiest girl alive, and love my parents, my home...and every thing about it. So go fig..." Suddenly I move and whisper in Chad's ear, "Darling, I need you now."
So Chad, says, "Mike you'll have to excuse us, Jean...well just excuse us."
In the car I unzip his pants as he asks, "What's wrong with you."
"I don't know I just started having orgasms like crazy...it's been a week, I need you to fuck me real bad as you drive us home I'm going to suck you off darling, watch the road."
"Fuck going home, let's fuck here."
"You got it."
In the back seat he drops his pants, as I raise my skirt and Chad rams his prick in my cunt and fucks me like never before, slowly saying, "God you got me horny by acting like this."
As what seems millions of orgasms race through my body, causing me to scream and cry, humping my ass to Chad's thrusts, until he ejaculates, and I keep his cock hard, as we lay there trying to recover, some damn fool policeman knocks on the window. All I know is I can't deal with the police now, so I erase us from his mind, put him in his car, and drive it away, as Chad regains his energy and begins pumping his prick back and forth deep in my cunt, not even realizing the policeman was there and I cause our fucking to last and last, so by the time I let poor weakened Chad ejaculate again he totally collapses, recovering quickly, Chad says, "Do this more often, holy fuck, this is great."
"Maybe for you, but for me, it's the shits because here I am having orgasms like a bitch in heat, and no one fucking me."
"How often does this happen to you."
"Fuck I don't know, all I do know is for every climax I have when you're fucking me, I must have a thousand more when you're not, all you have to do is phone me and they start, or some times when I'm smoking, suddenly I picture the smoke as your cum and have a hell of an orgasm, my parents and I were watching TV the other night and some guy started fucking a broad and I had to leave before I got the chair I was setting in wet from my pussy juices, and before I made it to the bathroom it was running down my legs...I must be a mother fucking nymphomaniac by the way I get orgasmic so easy, now let's get home to my room before it starts again."
Once we are in my room, I convince Chad to let me set on his prick, as I keep him from coming and just enjoy the fantastic, marvelous feeling of his cock up my cunt and only rotating my ass to have his cock move so very little inside me. A short time later only a week or so the gold bullion make its jump and I sold, earning my clients millions Horace went for broke on my suggestion and reaped a fortune from the rise in gold prices, but to me, the best of all was my tripling the billion I'd invested, and I got pangs of guilt, so a few days after my wind fall, I tell mother and mom, "You haven't asked so I haven't brought it up, but I've also gotten my commodities brokerage license, which means I can act of them also, I've made my largest amounts of returns from commodities, 1st an impossible to imagine amount of money on wheat, this last month I invested every cent I had in the price of gold increasing 3 times, and after it did, I became 3 billion wealthier...I'm going to give you a billion of what I have, the taxes are paid on it, so you'll be so wealthy as Mr. Van Demure, many of our clients, and of course myself." The silence was so still, we could actually hear our hearts beating, until mom, almost weakly, says, "Are you telling us we're billionaires...can this be legal...I don't even know how to express my thoughts on what you just told us."
Mother then asks, "Didn't you mean to say million instead of billion...can any one have that much money...I for one would not know where to begin spending that much...but apparently you have been dealing in these amounts for some time...so can you give us some ideas."
"What I've done is list what I needed most, then needed less, then wanted the most, and so on, but in my case everything I need and want I already have, so I've spent very little, so I have an impossible to imagine amount to invest in whatever comes up. Buy the car of your dreams, start a hi fashion line of women's clothing, branch out into accessories, shoes, purses, jewelry, hats, whatever you feel will add to the line, put on a large fashion shop in NYC, but a top of the line fashion house, buy a castle in France...gee, there are so many options to choose from, especially when money is no object to over come, because you have more than you need for any of these things...mother...mom...I so dearly love you both, and this is a weak way of expressing my love and devotion to you both because of you giving me a wonderful home, perfectly loving parents, trust...the list is endless, just a few nights ago I got into a conversation about how young adults today are so far apart from their parents, who represent what our society considers proper, as opposed to us who are considered perverts, and every one hearing my argument agreed with me. For every buy I make, I spend weeks finding it, then wait for the right time to invest, and then wait for the time to sell, although I do not work in the office I am the most consistent profit maker there...while other brokers are buying and selling many times a day, and making peanuts compared to me, I buy say once a month or less, and make umpteen the times of money they make in all those transactions. Primarily because of me, our brokerage is the highest money making house west of the Mississippi, Mr. Van Demure himself has told me that any number of times, and his only fear is that I'll break away and form my own brokerage house."
"Are there any advantages in doing that."
"The whole idea behind being a stock broker is to have clients who have you handle their stock investments, from which you receive a commission and that's primarily how a broker makes their income, later when one has been brokering for many years they become wealthy enough to invest themselves...hopefully. I'd saved almost every penny I made since I started helping you, way back when I was only 8, after I knew what I was doing I invested that, by picking sure things, increasing my total cash each time, I got to where I am now, and I'm still deep in it, although Mr. Van Demure is giving me more and more clients, the one thing that holds me back is my age, even though to them I'm 19 now, that's still way too young for any one to believe I can know what I'm doing, even though I do have a 100% winning record, all that means to most, is my time is coming where I'll get on a losing streak and possibly take months or even years to get through it, so that's why I use my license to better my own investments, what I really need is a few large ones to fully convince Mr. Van Demure of my abilities. What I need and who knows how long it will take for something like this to happen, is a company that hits on something no one can be with out, their stock goes through the roof...say it's at 5 a share, and jumps to 50 a share, so if I invest a billion, I'll sell for 50 billion...I know what your next question is, please don't ask me, I'd rather not have you know my net worth right now...not at least until I get to where I want to be."
Mom then says to me, "We will not question you on that, 1st it's really none of our business and 2nd for whatever reason you have, it must be working for you because whenever you talk to us about this, it seems you're worth so much more, but it is safe for us to spend this money on whatever we want to do to our fashion house to cause us to be better known and increase our capabilities to design and sell more, we will consider you as a full partner in the house from now on...we have already done that haven't we."
"Yes, I just do not take any money from the company for myself. I like feeling design is my hobby, while brokerage is my business, I enjoy one almost as much as I do the other, but the returns in the brokerage are so monstrous, it's rather impossible to call that a hobby."
One evening a few weeks from then as Chad is doing his home work, and I'm looking through new companies I find one that if they had just a little magical help they'd change the computer world forever, so deciding since I use magic to know the future of companies, why not cause their future to go in the direction I want, so after Chad leaves for the night, I ask mom and mother, "I'm going to go to San Jose...there's a company I'd like to look at there, want to come with me." Mother replies, "And get a chance to see your mind at work, Freda my darling let's go with Angel." So come Sat morning me dressed as adult looking as I can, and magically causing every one else who sees me think I'm even older, we go to micro-systems, Inc. to talk to the owners, a Mr. Willard Moss, and I ask, "You're setting on something that could change the way we use computers from then on...once you have it finalized, from what I've read you need capital to research and develop this...Issue a billion worth in stock, I'll invest in it all...you develop it, and I'll sell once the product has caught on." "That seems to me to be you taking a daring chance on our ability to perfect this...isn't that rather risky for you, especially since you're talking a billion dollars."
"That's how I operate if it hasn't a large degree of risk there will not be an even larger degree of return, and I know you will develop and manufacture this, and once it's out there your stock will go through the roof, either way, your company is a billion wealthier and you have the capabilities to continue from this point and improve on it even more so that over a few years your stock will rise and stay there, and even increase in value."
"Alright Miss Von Richten, we'll issue the stock, I doubt if any one else will jump on it before you do, we're not recognized as a profit making company...yet."
So on our way home mom asks, "Let me get this in my mind, instead of loaning them the money, they issue stock which you buy, after it goes up enough you sell to other investors, they still have the money, or equipment, etc., and you reap instant returns...Angel my dearest, isn't there about a million things that can go wrong with a deal like this."
"To be sure, but let's say, according to my research, their stock will sell at .50 cents to 2 dollars a share, after this product is selling their stock will begin going up, until it hits a place where it will stay, until they improve on the product, or fabricate something else, by my calculations it will go up to 25-40 dollars a share, so if you put a $100 in it, at 2 dollars a share, you'll get $3500 back, or if like in my case I put a billion in it, I'll get $35 billion back. The thing I have to be concerned about is if I invest too much the securities & exchange commission will investigate me, in fact they probably will anyway, because they've been watching me closely for some time now, Horace told me they've come in to see him about me, but after, when they find nothing illegal done by me...it'll be over."
"What about what you just did."
"True, but I don't think I did anything illegal, I just suggested a way for them to have the capital to develop this, and I have all my notes as to how I arrived at this company."