How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 Becoming a Family

Going to the mall to replace our damaged clothing is fun; especially when someone else is willing to pay the bills. The first bit of fun was watching dad exploring a place he had only visited during grand openings. He was amazed at the many types of small stores under one roof. But the clothing stores were the ones he dreaded the most. With the exception of a few t-shirts, all of dad’s clothes are tailored made for him. He considers the phrase “off the rack” as being barbaric.

But he stayed the gentleman as best he could as three women shopped like never before. The only place he didn’t enter with us was Victoria’s Secret. He figured I would be a bit embarrassed with him watching me looking through different styles of underwear. He figured right. Mom and grandma had a field day as they bought an assortment of the sexiest kinds. I just choose briefs but mamma threw in a lot of bikini and thong styles as well. It took a while but I really love wearing them now.

Once back home we were greeted by four people from dad’s tailor. He called them while we were shopping for underwear. Before we could go to our rooms to rest, we were shuttled to another room for privacy as our complete measurements were written down. We were then informed that our new clothing would be ready within a few weeks. Once again proving how much dad really hated off the rack shopping.

The next day Dad talked to us about sending me to a private school. I stated that I really wanted to stay in my current school where I could be near all of my friends. Dad worked quickly for by the next morning he had hired off-duty police officers to patrol the school. When I returned home from school, I noticed his fatherly love towards me. On my bed was an envelope with $1,000 in it. My weekly allowance as his note stated. He also installed a 75 inch TV set in my room. With a satellite hookup of every know cable channel possible, minus the porn channels.

Plus gaming systems like the Wii, PlayStation and the Xbox hooked up to the TV. He also included over 30 games for each of the gaming systems. I went to grandma’s room to complain but she was relaxing in her new $10,000 massage chair. She said it was like having an orgasm. I basically gave up and went back to my room to look over my new iPad, iPod and iPhone.

On some mornings mom would carry me to school. On days when she needed to be in class early, dads’ chauffeur Lori would carry me. But then she would spent the whole day there until it was time to come home; dad’s orders. It was stressful at times but she kept her distance so I could be with my friends.

Two of the things dad asks us to do were first; to wear an emergency device in case of well, emergencies. On this devise, I can press a button to send out a signal for help plus to communicate with the person(s) listening in. In case it was a false alarm or to explain what the problem is. I wore mine as a bracelet. The 2ndthing he asked us to do was to surgically install a tracking device in our butts. In case of a kidnapping, we could be quickly rescued. Reluctantly I agreed as it took a few days for the swelling and pain to die down.

All this came in handy a few weeks later at school. As we were going back inside to change from gym class, there were two other male students waiting around. They lived in the same apartment complex as I did. They curiously asked about the owner of the car who had visited our place. By their reputation, I really didn’t want to be near these guys as they kept getting closer and closer to me. Their conversation started to get more disturbing as by now I had already activated the bracelet on my wrist.

The things they were saying, of what they wanted to do to me, were very frightening. They were grabbing and touching me in places. They then grabbed ahold of my arms and legs; forcing me into an outdoor storage room. I was crying and begging them to stop. They didn’t see that Lori and the school Principle were running towards me as they were forcibly pulling off my cloths and continuing their lurid comments.

Lori didn’t waste any time in doing a roundabout kick to the back of the 1st guy’s head. He fell to the ground cursing violently. Lori then grabs the 2nd guy’s hand. She proceeded to twist his arm around causing him to let go of me. As his by now rotated arm was nearly twisted out of his arm socket. She swings around and does a karate-like fist chop right where the arm joint is connected to the shoulder. He falls to the ground screaming in pain.

Lori then goes back to the 1st guy. With both of her hands clutching the sides of his head, she rams her knee into his approaching face. As he is falling back to the ground, she quickly takes the bottom of her foot from that same knee and sends it crashing into his chest. Like a hammer on a nail, she planted his chest cavity hard to the ground as he was by now completely unconscious.

She returns to the 2nd guy who is by now trying to run away. She grabs the back of his neck which causes his good arm to fling around. As if he was trying to hit her. But she grabs the arm and pulls it so far behind his back that it sent cracking sounds echoing through the air. She proceeds to ram his whole head into the ground as one would use a shovel to dig a hole in the ground.

This left him in an unusual position with his ass sticking completely up in the air. She maneuvers to one side of him and held her arms up in a defensive position. Then she proceeded to take her steel-toe shoe and field goal kick him right where his penis was by now becoming liquefied. Both of his arms were visibly and horrifically separated from his shoulders. The only sound heard by now was a girl nearby screaming in terror. Lori quickly looked them over to see for any movement.

She then proceeded to run over to me while commenting to the Principle saying, “This is a small sample of what your daughter is learning in the Army.” Earlier the Principle was chatting with Lori about his daughter who had recently joined the Army. But my alert had cut their conversation short. Lori took off her coat to cover me up as my gym clothes were nearly completely ripped off of me. I wouldn’t call it a fight as she took them out in less than two minutes.

The police and ambulance arrived as by now everyone thought the two boys were dead. Dad was notified by the security team of what had happened and called to see if I was alright. Mom came rushing to the school to comfort me and to take me home. The two guys were taken to the hospital and later booked at the police station. A few days later I got a chance to see just how scary dad could be. And to know that he really does care about us.

Grandma, mamma and I were in the security office watching and listening through a security camera in dad’s lawyers’ office as they talked with the parents of those two boys and their lawyers. The parents’ lawyer wanted money to hush everything up and to pay all the boys medical bills. Dad did all the talking. But what he did first was to play the recorded conversation the boys were saying to me on that day, including raping and kidnapping me for money. I could see the boys’ parents squirming in their seats.

Their lawyers wanted dad to stop the recording but dad kept playing it. One lawyer began threatening multiple lawsuits about illegal recordings. Of going before a judge to block dad from releasing the recording to the public. As mom and grandma held on to me, I could see that dad never took his eyes off the parents of those boys.

I still remember the different tone of his voice as he was talking to them saying; “That was the sound of my daughter crying. They were in the process of raping her. To hold her against her will for money. How the hell do you think she feels? That her parents feel. Don’t you even care what they were doing to her?”

One of the dads cleared his throat saying; “Just give us the money. We’re poor and no one cares if the rich bitch suffers or not.” The rest of the parents loudly chimed in with their own unifying comments as their lawyers tried to calm them down. But at the same time they were threatening to sue dad and me for a whole lot of crimes. I’m the victim and I’m listening to these ass-holes treating me as if I was the real criminal. But by now dad had ended the meeting and they left.

Then dad got out his cell phone and made a call. Dad only said, “You got what you need, run the story.” He looked up at the camera and says, “They’ll never bother you again. I promise.” That night, what happened to me was reported on every news agency around the world. The recorded conversation the boys said to me, my screaming for help. The conversation dad had with the boy’s parents and their lawyers was shown. Because we were minors, our names were omitted, but dad made sure that the boys parents’ and lawyers’ names were clearly known to the world.

The boys were sent to a juvenile detention center until they reach adulthood. Then they were sent to federal prison for life. More of dad’s doing. The parents were publically humiliated and had to move away from all the death threats and public harassments they were receiving. Even though their lawyers tried to make a case, they were laughed out of the court system and careers as dad putted it.

For me, I got to see a man use only a few words that told me how important I am to him. I know he did it out of love for my mother but he clearly went way out of his way to do what he did to protect me. School life did eventually return to normal again but I was facing another serious problem. Even though mamma wasn’t feeling too good that day we still had a conversation about my sexual urges.

It was one of the few times where she was the mother instead of the big sister. She really didn’t want me to make the same mistake that she made. Pointing out that she was lucky that her parents supported her and to be have been blessed with the greatest child ever. She really wanted to lose her virginity to the father of her children but never got that chance. She really drove home the message that she wanted me to stay a virgin. I agreed with her but made the point that her constant sex stories with dad weren’t helping.

Mom went to her room to retrieve something for me. Returning, I noticed she was carrying all of her sex toys. She never answered me on why she was giving them away. She only stated that using these would calm the urges. She showed me how to properly use all of them and then left me alone. I then took a nice long shower during which time I had my first orgasm. I felt tired but more relaxed. But I was more embarrassed as mamma would now know why it took me so long to use the bathroom.

Later on I met up with her and grandma, signaling that I had a great bath as grandma chimed in saying, “Oh, I’m sure you did.” My smiling face turned into a look of embarrassment as mamma scolded grandma. That’s when I learned that all those sex toys use to belong to grandma. Granddad bought those for her after he became impotent due to an accident at work. Then grandma added by saying, “Well since she’s inherited them, I can start telling her my stories about her granddad and me.”

With dad away on business, some of the staff was joining us for a girl’s night of doing each other nails and hair while watching movies and eating junk food. Gathering up the food to take to the movie room, mamma started to get really sick again. She began throwing up in the kitchen sink as everyone offered to lend a helping hand. But we also began looking at one another in a knowing way.

When mamma regained her composer, grandma asked her point blank if she was pregnant. Mamma tried to change the subject but grandma, being a mother herself, shot back strongly for an answer. Mamma broke down with an affirming yes. Everyone congratulated her as we carried on with the night’s celebration and entertainment.

All in all I wasn’t worried. But mom was afraid of history repeating itself; pregnant and possibly without a husband or a father for her baby. But dad was returning tomorrow. The family reunion was the following day and mom was a nervous wreck on what dad would say or do. But what we didn’t know was that he already knew.

Water Fountains

I understand that water fountains are low enough for smaller children in being able to get some water to drink. But in locations where there are more than one, they are still very low for people 6 feet and taller to use and still retain any form of dignity. Leaving many people like me assuming the position for a proctology exam.

How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 Meeting of the Lifestyles

During dad’s rehabilitation, mom and dad were able to spend more time together. They each realized that they needed the other. Dad needed to grow a soul, to discover a purpose in life and to become more human. Mom was looking for a better life for me, her only daughter. And hopefully to have a relationship with someone she could open her heart up to trust. At times it was a comedy of errors as other events were growing pains.

I remember the many days when mamma would come home tired but still found time to spend what little she had of it with grandma and me before studying her medical books well into the night. The mornings were spent with dad. It helped her get through her college classes during the rest of the day. She studied every chance she got. Even at the hospital where she worked during the evenings and weekends, she found time to study.

She also noticed a huge pay increase, mostly of dads doing, which helped us out greatly. She never mentioned it openly to dad about it except to say that she would habitually thank him for all his help whenever they said their goodbyes. Mom wasn’t one to take handouts from anyone especially from strangers. But for dad she was starting to open up. She had closed herself off to having a relationship many years ago when my biological father ran away in her time of need.

She often said that I was a one hit wonder. Making the point to grab and hold me tightly as she would continue to say that I was a wonder of love from God. But I still would always feel as if her life would have turned out better if I was never born. But as she appeared more youthful in nature and full of life due to the man whom I came to call Dad, I began to see the hidden blessing from God.

Our dinner conversations at night were almost X-rated at times. She would talk about changing his bandages and giving him his daily bath. She would go into great detail about undressing him as his rather large manhood would stand erect as she removed his underwear. Even in too much detail about his ‘accidental ejaculations’ due in part to her massages and/or bathing technique. Grandmother made the point of asking if they were having sex yet. But mom never gave a clear answer; always stating that she wanted to get married first.

When all his casts came off things got more interesting for them. Dad’s entire home was under reconstruction by this time. He had moved into a vacant room in the servants’ house. Even when Dad was cleared by his Doctor and no longer needed mom to visit him, she still visited him anyway. They would have breakfast together and walk around his property. Showing off his wealth as mom called it. All eyes of his servants and personnel security were watching them. All of whom mom noticed were primarily female.

Dad has still to this day a small fetish of sorts. With the exception of his chauffeur, the house servants, grounds keepers and his security team were almost all women. That changes just before we moved in with him when his chauffeur retired. He was replaced by a former female Army Sargent who knows how to use nearly every form of military weaponry and knows several forms of martial arts; which I got to see in action later on in my school life.

It took a while for dad to understand why mom was so upset. Mamma thought he was having sex with some of the workers. But no matter what dad said, she was getting more emotional about it. She finally calmed down once the other house staff stepped in to talk with her. And as most of them were originally of Mexican or Cuban descent, they ended up talking in great lengths for hours in Spanish about dad and his family.

Many of the women on dad’s staff have been working there before dad was born and remember changing his diapers. They told her of the fights dad and granddad got into as well as many other stories about dads’ family. When his entire family died, they helped him get through it. They were the only stable thing that kept dad sane until mamma showed up and gave him a purpose in life. Mamma was a little taken back to find out that six of the women working there were all related as another worker has two daughters who also works there as well.

The house staff has been working there for so many years now that they have no real understanding on how to survive in the real world. They live and work there. They never had to pay utility bills, rent or other types of payments of any kind like regular working people do. They need dad to survive as much as he needs them.

As to why dad only hires women was due to an incident many years ago when two butlers were sexually assaulting one of the maids. Granddad fired them after they were caught raping her. The butlers were later arrested and are still in jail to this day. Also dad’s brother ended up moving to Europe for a while. He took one of the maids to a party but crashed the car, killing her, when he tried to have his way with her. Dad never spoke to him again.

The security team that watches the house and dad are former military women from different branches of the military. They are all highly trained as many of them haven seen combat duty. Mamma could see them walking around, patrolling the area. They never entered the house except the kitchen for lunch and/or a quick snack the chef would make for them. It took time but she opened up and began to put more trust into dad. She putted a lot of hope of him being faithful to her as he had been promising.

As Dad was fully recovered, he attended company meetings and looked over the interest of his company and the employees. He stated that he felt more alive and was more driven to lead the way for the company instead of running away from it. With his nights more freed up, mamma invited him to our home for dinner. She had us cleaning our small apartment at least three times. We also prepared a full Mexican style dinner for him. Even though we live in an area that’s not exactly a low income place, the image of dad pulling up to our apartment in a Rolls Royce Phantom really stood out quite a bit.

The chauffeur stayed with the car as dad entered our home. Dad was pretty much taken aback by the size of our place. Mamma had already told us that the entire apartment could fit inside his bedroom. It was a tight fit for all of us to move around in there but dad stayed the gentleman. Grandma kept looking at him and making little comments about him in Spanish. But the dinner went well as afterwards we sat in the living room looking at old photo albums as grandma told embarrassing stories about mamma and me.

At the end of our dinner date, mom and dad said they goodbyes at the doorway as nearly the entire apartment complex seemed to be waiting outside to see who the owner of the Rolls Royce was. Mom was on cloud nine afterwards. We quickly straightened up the place and went to bed with the sounds of mamma having another orgasm in the bathroom; again. A few days later she came home saying that dad was going to return the favor and invite all of us to his home for dinner. We went shopping that night as mamma wanted us to look our best but grandma was having doubts about their relationship.

The night of our dinner date, the Rolls Royce picked us up and carried us to meet dad at his home. It was like a royal visit as the car pulled up to the entrance. Servants were there to open doors for us and guide us through dad’s home to the family library. I thought grandma was going to have a heart attack by the size of the place. But as dad entered the room to greet us, grandma started talking in Spanish.

She kept asking about their sex life and if he was going to be faithful to her or not. She also kept asking about wanting a tour of the place to see how rich he really was. By the time we made it to the dining room grandma was asking mamma if they were going to get married or if this was just a fling or something. But then dad did something that stopped my grandmothers’ talking in mid-sentence that to this day makes her feel really embarrassed.

Dad turned towards her and took out a small jewelry box. He opened it towards grandma to reveal a large diamond ring. In the most perfect form of Spanish, he asked grandma if she thought if this was a good size engagement ring for her daughters hand in marriage. The look on grandma’s face was priceless. Before she could recover to give an answer, mamma chimed in to say that dad had been taking Spanish lessons since they first met. Grandma just stayed speechless as her eyes were glued to the ring.

But in another swift movement he turned towards mamma and presented his offer for her hand in marriage. This was also the first time for her seeing the ring and she too was left speechless. But her composure returned in time to give an answer. Repeating it a few more times of a reassuring “Yes” as we were all being seated at the table to enjoy a celebration of their engagement. Even though the kitchen was a good distance away, we could tell that it was abuzz with news of mom and dad’s engagement.

We were served a five course Mexican style dinner. Grandma later admitted that it was way more delicious than the meal we had prepared for dad. But she only told us that in the car as we were returning home. After dinner, dad gave us a tour of his home; twenty five bedrooms with twelve bathrooms and 4 half bathrooms, office rooms, a library, dining room, two living rooms and a more formal living room, two elevators plus a kitchen that could cook a meal for an army unit was all that grandmother could take before needing a break from all that walking around.

She was then told about the indoor heated pool, the outdoor pool, Jacuzzi, sauna room, exercise room, bowling alley, movie room, a huge garden that was adjacent to a large wooded area that was set up with nature trails that encircled a rather large lake fully stocked with fish were just a few more things grandma and me tried to grasp of how rich dad was and still is to this date. Mamma knew of all these things but for grandma, it was getting late and she had to get home to rest and to take her medicine.

It was clear that the evening was a huge success on all levels for mom and dad. They were seeing each other for breakfast the next morning to go over details of the wedding. We all said our goodbyes and were driven home. But we were to return there within a few hours due to events that happened at our apartment complex.

While we were at dinner, there was a police raid on a meth house next to our apartment complex. As the police raided the place, an explosion erupted that shot out flames onto our apartment complex that caught on fire. Arriving home, all three of us rushed out of the car but a police officer held us back as the fire fighters worked to put out the fire. At the same time this was happening, the chauffeur was calling dad to let him know what was happening.

Very quickly he showed up to comfort us. When the fire was out, we noticed that our apartment was OK from the outside. But inside there was lots of smoke and water damage. We were going to have to find a new place to live as mamma thought about staying at a hotel for a few nights. But dad made other arrangements for us. He spoke with the police officer in charge then ordered two people from his security office to come and keep an eye on our place. He then got us back into the car and to his home.

The staff had already prepared rooms for us as we went to the living room to figure out what we were going to do next. Grandma and mamma were still shaken up a bit but dad spoke to them as if he was giving a speech to the Board of Directors. He offered his home to us as we looked for a new place to live. He even offered to have all our belongings moved here to be sorted through and hopefully salvaged. As it was getting late into the night, mom agreed to it. The next morning we got a good glimpse into the world dad lives in.

It was Saturday morning as we were awakened by a knock on the door. Servants entered each of our rooms and directed each of us to a different bathroom to bath and prepare for breakfast. When we returned to our room, the beds were already made and cloths were prepared and laid out for us to wear. Much like how dinner was served for us last night was the same way as servants were at the ready for breakfast.

Dad went over the itinerary for the day. We would meet with the movers at our apartment. A security officer would stay to monitor and direct everything. Then we would go shopping to replace our clothing and other personnel belongings. Dad had already made arrangements for the hospital to give mom some time off from work and to send over a refill of all of grandma’s medicines. Mom had already called Aunt Pricilla and Uncle Antonio to update them on her engagement and the fire.

Many of the staff members were on hand to offer their support and prayers to us. But as for how long we were to stay here was up to mom and dad. And by the way they were acting more as a couple now, it was clear that we were going to be living here on a more permanent basis. I kind of half knew this would happen eventually. But it never really set in that it would be this soon. I was a bit scared but for grandma, she was in 7th heaven. She found the massage chair in the exercise room as it would become a hassle just to get her out of it every day. She too had come to making herself at home here.

Our life had just changed dramatically. And it was going to change even more for me as I tried to get use to this new lifestyle and dad’s involvement in it. Looking back I’m glad he did the things he did but in those moments, I was really struggling. Plus as Cinco de Mayo was nearing, dad was about to really see what a Mexican family get-together was going to be like. And yet he still married mom anyway.

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A Bill for $0.00

On Thursday, 24th January 2002, Derek Guille broadcast this story on his afternoon program on ABC radio.

In March 1999 a man living in Kandos (near Mudgee in NSW, Australia) received a bill for his as yet unused gas line stating that he owed $0.00.

He ignored it and threw it away. In April he received another bill and threw that one away too.

The following month the gas company sent him a very nasty note stating that they were going to cancel his gas line if he didn’t send them $0.00 by return mail.

He called them, talked to them, and they said it was a computer error and they would take care of it.

The following month he decided that it was about time that he tried out the troublesome gas line figuring that if there was usage on the account it would put an end to this ridiculous predicament.

However, when he went to use the gas, it had been cut off.

He called the gas company who apologized for the computer error once again and said that they would take care of it. The next day he got a bill for $0.00 stating that payment was now overdue.

Assuming that having spoken to them the previous day the latest bill was yet another mistake, he ignored it, trusting that the company would be as good as their word and sort the problem out.

The next month he got a bill for $0.00. This bill also stated that he Had 10 days to pay his account or the company would have to take steps to recover the debt.

Finally, giving in, he thought he would beat the gas company at their own game and mailed them a check for $0.00. The computer duly processed his account and returned a statement to the effect that he now owed the gas company nothing at all.

A week later, the manager of the Mudgee branch of the Westpac Banking Corporation called our hapless friend and asked him what he was doing writing check for $0.00.

After a lengthy explanation the bank manager replied that the $0.00 check had caused their check processing software to fail. The bank could therefore not process ANY checks they had received from ANY of their customers that day because the check for $0.00 had caused the computer to crash.

The following month the man received a letter from the gas company claiming that his check had bounced and that he now owed them $0.00 and unless he sent a check by return mail they would take immediate steps to recover the debt.

At this point, the man decided to file a debt harassment claim against the  gas company. It took him nearly two hours to convince the clerks at the local courthouse that he was not joking.

They subsequently helped him in the drafting of statements which were considered substantive evidence of the aggravation and difficulties he had been forced to endure during this debacle.

The matter was heard in the Magistrate’s Court in Mudgee and the outcome was this:

The gas company was ordered to:

[1] Immediately rectify their computerized accounts system or Show cause, within 10 days, why the matter should not be referred to a higher court for consideration under Company Law.

[2] Pay the bank dishonor fees incurred by the man.

[3] Pay the bank dishonor fees incurred by all the Westpac clients whose checks had been bounced on the day our friend’s had been processed.

[4] Pay the claimant’s court costs; and

[5] Pay the claimant a total of $1500 per month for the 5 month period March to July inclusive as compensation for the aggravation they had caused their client to suffer.

And all this over $0.00.