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Click hereThe next time Ronnie saw Big Joe, at the funeral of his beloved Joey, Big Joe had aged several years. He silently nodded his head when Ronnie offered his condolences and affectionately slapped Ronnie's face.
A few days after the funeral of Annette and Joseph Babnetti, three men in black suits came in, sat at the lunch counter and ordered the plate lunches of spaghetti and meatballs. Ronnie served them and continued to labor; the garlic bread loaves had already sold out and past experience told him he needed to make at least five more loaves.
"Hey, kid," the man seated in the middle finally spoke.
"Yes sir?" Ronnie asked, giving the man his full attention.
"Was at the Babanetti Gimmeli wedding," the man said. "Damn shame 'bout what happened to them kids, huh? Damned shame."
Ronnie's blood ran cold; the man's eyes were ice cold. His words might be expressing sympathy, but there was no sympathy in the man's voice or eyes. His two companions regarded Ronnie, regarded Francine, regarded everyone in the diner. But the man in the middle focused his cold eyes on Ronnie.
"And had some of that rice liquor," the man said. "See, I'm looking get into the liquor business."
"And I'm looking to get out of the liquor business," Ronnie agreed.
"That right?" Johnny Zeno said, smiling an ice cold smile. "Hey Bobby, you hear this?"
Ronnie and Johnny came to an agreement; Ronnie would sell Johnny the still and the recipe for one thousand dollars. More importantly to Ronnie, he and his beautiful red headed wife would keep their lives.
"By the way, kid, you make a good spaghetti," Johnny said. "Too much garlic on them garlic loaves there."
The following day, the two men that had been with Johnny showed up. Both men said nothing as Ronnie patiently explained to them the steps for making a potent rice liquor. Then they disassembled the machinery and removed it from the rear storeroom. An hour after those men departed, Junior came in and ordered four dozen glazed doughnuts. He listened as Ronnie told him of selling the rice liquor business to Johnny Zeno. Junior thanked Ronnie for the information and left with the steaming hot doughnuts in two large brown paper sacks.
"So, you want the still back," Big Joe himself asked a few days later as he enjoyed some fried catfish.
"Truthfully, no," Ronnie said. "I just want to be a baker. I just want to provide for my Francine and our baby."
"You a good boy," Big Joe said.
"So, uh, what, what did happen to Johnny? And his friends?" Ronnie dared to ask.
Big Joe looked at Ronnie for a long moment. Then he smiled an ice cold smile.
"You know, snapping turtles? Those are some vicious little bastards. Hell, there ain't nothing them little bastards won't eat," Big Joe answered. "I ever tell you, we got us this little cabin out in the woods? Up in Clarkston?"
"You keep the still," Ronnie said and got another light slap to the face.
"Thing of it is? Had nothing do with me or with Joey," Big Joe sighed. "This Zeno guy? Had it in for Frankie Gimmeli."
Big Joe finished his dinner then ordered another dinner. After he finished that meal, he decided to have three of Ronnie's cupcakes.
"You a good boy," Big Joe said, finally satiated. "You got a beautiful wife, going have a beautiful girl; yeah, she's carrying like it's a girl, take my word for it. You want to be a baker? You be a baker."
**..**
At the start of the new school year, there was a new Physical Education coach. Coach Hildebrand took one look at Theresa Duplantis in her miniskirt, legs pumping as she strolled the halls of James S. Conway High School and asked the woman for a date. With a smile, the pretty brunette told the handsome young man that she was almost thirty years old. And, she had three daughters. The twenty one year old man was unperturbed and relentlessly pursued the History teacher.
Eva, Ada and Ann adored Steve Hildebrand and begged Theresa to marry him. Theresa wasn't fooled; she could see that all three girls had huge crushes on the handsome blond man. With a giggle, she agreed. And, despite Deborah's objections, Steve Hildebrand adopted the three girls.
......
Coach Woods and Darren Bloutchen had disappeared. Darren left his Ford Galaxy for his mother, replacing her old Desoto. She wondered at the two ski masks and two lengths of lead pipes she found in the trunk.
A minor scandal came out when someone reported he'd seen a triple-X rated movie that starred two men that looked a great deal like Coach Woods and Darren Bloutchen. The movie was titled 'Long Arm of the Law' and starred Dick Wood and Rod Trench. Officer Dick Wood arrested Rod Trench and fucked the long haired blond hippy in the back seat of his police cruiser.
"No one asked the man how he'd happened to see this gay X-Rated film.)
For the next few years, more news about other triple-X homosexual movies starring Dick Wood and Rod Trench surfaced. The plots were all the same; dick Wood would fuck Rod Trench in his mouth and in his ass, then squirt an obscene amount of semen onto the happy face of Rod Trench.
"See? Told you," Francine smirked. "Your cousin was the pin cushion and Coach Woods was the needle."
......
After high school graduation, Jo and Gretchen packed their worldly possessions into the back of Jo's VW Bus and headed west. In Bergeron, Oregon, they joined a lesbian commune that was determined to live off the land. The Atwell School of Divinity in nearby Martinelli, Idaho objected strenuously to a deviant pot smoking hippy commune nearby and the police, knowing that the bulk of their income came from the school, harassed the lesbian commune constantly. Jo and Gretchen were killed when the tensions escalated and someone fired a shot. In the ensuing gun battle, five women were killed, three police officers were killed, seven women were injured and two police officers also required hospitalization. The police were cleared of all wrongdoing and the commune ceased to exist.
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Francine gave birth to Darlene Polly Spuntzin, a beautiful red headed princess. For six weeks, she kept her husband happy with enthusiastic blow jobs. And when Dr. Shaffer cleared her for sexual intercourse, Francine kept her husband happy on her shoulders and knees; there was a brand new can of lard.
........
Adam and Jan Jones gave birth to Brian Edward Jones and Edward Brian Jones, identical twins. Adam laughed when Ronnie told him to make sure his boys stayed far, far, far away from his Darlene.
"Oh Sheriff," Sally cooed, rubbing her braless breasts on Adam's left bicep.
"We're eighteen now," Suzie cooed, rubbing her braless breasts on his right bicep.
"So, if you was to pull us over..." Sally suggested, rubbing his scrawny chest with her small hand.
"...And was to frisk us," Suzie breathed warmly into his ear. "Ain't no telling what you was to find."
Both girls giggled as they saw the tent in Sheriff Jones's khaki trousers. Seeing his bright red face caused them to giggle again.
"Your daddy was to see you two acting like that," Francine fussed at the girls.
"And, uh, what happened to them bras?" Ronnie demanded of his cousins. "You two get in that bathroom and put them on, right now."
"Anyway, the christening's this Sunday; need to hire Spuntzin's do the catering," Adam said as the two pouting girls left him alone.
Ronnie and Adam talked about the size of the party, talked about what foods would be available. Adam decided that they should go with finger foods and cupcakes. Blue cupcakes.
"And for some reason, Jan said I should pick up a thing of lard," Adam suddenly remembered. "Y'all got lard here?"
He and Ronnie looked over as Francine let out a little giggle. When she saw the two sets of eyes on her, she gave both men an innocent look.
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Upon graduation from James S. Conway High School, Sally and Suzie approached Ronnie with a proposal. They knew he wanted to devote his attention to baking. The Winn-Dixie down the street was taking most of his grocery business away so the lunch counter and the bread was his main source of income.
"See, we want to open a restaurant," Sally said.
"An Italian restaurant," Suzie said.
"Uh, you hanging around that Al Babanetti wouldn't maybe have something do with that?" Ronnie teased and Sally flamed red.
"Maybe," she allowed.
Big Joe sold his old warehouse to Ronnie and Ronnie began Spuntzin Bakery. In the front of the building, he set up a counter where people could sit, eat a couple of doughnuts, and drink a good cup of coffee. Ronnie also continued to make a good hamburger or cheeseburger, and continued to make a potent sorghum beer. He wanted to own and operate a bakery, but he also wanted to have customers to chat with, drink a cup of good coffee with.
He also bought the house that Joe and Frankie Gimmeli had bought for Joey and Annette to live in. Even though neither he nor Francine were Catholic, at Big Joe's suggestion, Ronnie had Father Pasci come out and bless the home.
SAL & Suzie's was an immediate success. Soon, they had to hire pretty girls to serve the food; the sight of young breasts spilling out of lacy tops, short skirts and sweet smiles drew many customers, but fresh made pasta and garlic loaves kept them coming back.
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Four more daughters followed Darlene Polly Spuntzin into the world. In 1982, Francine delivered Stanley Ronald Spuntzin into the world. She wearily declared that her womb was no longer open for business.
"Hell, ain't too sure I even want you coming around the other hole no more neither," she wearily declared as their son suckled from his mother's breast.
The nurse looked startled at that declaration. Ronnie flamed bright red and Francine let out a little giggle.
"Hey, you keep that boy away from my Denise and Carla, hear?" Sheriff Jones ordered as he chewed his way through his fifth doughnut.
"And from my Annette," Doug Gordon said, slurping on his bottle of beer.
"Uh huh," Ronnie agreed, keeping his eye on the nine children standing outside of Spuntzin Bakery, waiting on the bus that would be taking them to Thomas Jefferson Elementary. He also kept his eye on the three hoodlums waiting on the bus that would take them to James S. Conway; he didn't like the looks of these boys, especially around his daughters.
"Kind of early for a beer there, ain't it, Gordon?" Adam asked.
"Got the midnight shift at the mill," Doug defended. "So, for me? It's eight in the evening; perfect time for a beer."
In 1986, an enraged Francine demanded that Ronnie go and have a vasectomy done; she was pregnant again. Ronnie's declaration that a pregnant Francine was a sexy Francine did little to curb her ire.
"God damn, finally got Stan out of diapers and now this," she groused. "Hear me? Until you get a vasectomy? You're not coming anywhere near me. I mean it."
Three months after Matthew Joseph Spuntzin was born, Adam swaggered into the store and demanded that Ronnie keep his boy away from Bonnie Jones, his newborn daughter. Ronnie declared, if Bonnie looked anything like Adam that should be no problem.
And at Matt's one year birthday party, Doug Gordon demanded that Ronnie keep his boys away from Lynnette, his own newborn daughter. Ronnie's jesting remark that if Lynnette looked anything like Doug that should be no problem was met with an angry scowl.
"Now, if Lynnette looks anything like that Eva? Well then..." Ronnie said, already uncapping the bottle of sorghum beer for Doug.
The End
**Author's Note: I write these stories for my pleasure; I post them here for your enjoyment. I sincerely thank you for reading my stories.
Likewise, I thank those that take the time to leave comments, good and bad. I also thank those that take the time to rate my works, those that 'Favorite' my words.
Spuntzin Bakery is featured in 'Evidently...' in the Loving Wives category.
Ayds was an appetite suppressant candy that was popular in the 1960s, 70s, and 80s. Fresca was a citrus flavored diet soda that my grandmother drank in the 1960s. She drank two to three cans of Fresca every day. My aunt drank that Tab diet soda by the six pack.
The Babanetti family, and Cotton Blossoms Nightclub is introduced in 'Keeping Secrets' in the Lesbian Sex category.
In 'Evidently...' it is revealed that Matt Spuntzin recently got a divorce from Lynnettte. Lynnette is the daughter of Doug Gordon and Eva Gordon nee Hildebrand, formally Eva Duplantis. Matt took over running Spuntzin Bakery after the death of his father.
Frankie Gimmeli, father of Annette Gimmeli is a minor character in the 'Breaking the Family' series in Loving Wives.
Dr. Stan Spuntzin is married to Dr. Carla Spuntzin nee Jones. One would suspect the blonde beauty got her brains from her mother; Sheriff Jones doesn't have much in the way of brain power. But he is a good, fair sheriff.
Have a swell day. And some of you, have a swollen day.
This read was easy and enjoyable and did not/could not skip or scan a single moment. With so many characters many authors mix up names or otherwise lose track of them somewhere in the story. For me I had little trouble keeping up with everyone because, until the epilog-ish ending, every character was basically kept in the story one way or another. One of you best for me!
I have to keep reminding myself to not give up after the first page. I had to start this one three times. You’ve got several stories like that with 15 characters introduced in the first few paragraphs. They usually end up being good ones. 100° In The Shade started out like that and it ended up being one of my favorites.
A great story.
Colorful, interesting
and never a dull moment.
Top ratings from me.