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Click hereMolly Junior was standing directly in front of Luke, chatting with him. Her eyes were wide, and her lips slightly parted. MJ kept taking the lapels of his coat in her hand and brushing an imaginary speck off them, letting her hands linger on Luke's chest just a moment too long.
MJ even simpered at a lame joke, Luke told.
Val shook her head, "No chance at all."
I got up early the following day. Sure enough, MJ's side of the bed was empty.
In the early morning light, I made myself a cup of tea and sat at the table drinking it. About 6.00 am, MJ came creeping inside.
Noticing me sitting at the table, MJ blushed but tried to cover it by saying, "Good morning, daddy. You're up early. I couldn't sleep, so I got up to watch the sunrise."
"Don't ever lie to me, MJ," I replied. "You and Luke have my blessing."
MJ gasped, "How did you know?"
I laughed delightedly, "Because your mum and I did virtually the same thing when your mum was your age."
MJ did at least look a little embarrassed.
"He's so gorgeous, daddy. I'm going to marry him and have lots of babies. I might even have six, two more than you and mum had."
"Go get your man, MJ. He and I need to have a chat."
"You're not jealous, daddy? You and I were... well... lovers for a brief moment there."
"No, MJ. I'm not at all jealous. I just want to sound out your man and see what he's made of."
"Be gentle with him, daddy. He looks like a big old grizzly bear, but just like you, he's a teddy bear on the inside," MJ admonished me.
MJ and Luke were married in the same church as Molly and I. Their first child arrived less than a year later.
Luke stood for the seat of Chatsworthy and was elected in a landslide. He and MJ bought a house in that electorate and settled into domestic bliss.
It was lonely out in Augathella by myself. I began to apply for teaching jobs back in Brisbane but wasn't having much luck.
On the way home from one of my regular trips to see my grandson, I was pushing a little too hard and couldn't make the nearly right-angled turn.
As my car launched into the ether, Molly appeared in the seat beside me.
"Ready to come home, Pauly boy?" She asked.
"Yes, my love."
The End.
- COMMENTS
Dude... I'm not supposed to be fuckin' CRYING while reading adult stories...
From one fellow author on here to another, that's the highest praise and tribute I can give... to have made us feel as much or more with our hearts than we're feeling with our other parts.
Very well done, sir.