Williamsburg at the Right Time (Part 2 of 2)

“Okay move over here; now there…okay, okay good; now on your back okay over here.” Susan moaned as 1 AM turned into 2 AM turned into 4 AM until I finally said I have to sleep.

I knew I was out of practice and I knew that it was going to take some work but…I had no idea I was that incompetent and I ended up more upset with myself than I was at how much work I had put in with absolutely no results. “I am sorry, it has been a long time.” I said as he packed up and began to make his way to his bedroom.

“Sorry for what? You were awesome.” Susan said as he disappeared around the corner.

I flopped back in my bed and lost myself in my thoughts. “What the fuck? Awesome? I highly doubt it; I mean aside from his words and his passionate moans I did nothing.”

As tired as I was it took me a long time to fall asleep. Why patronize me? I told him that I was out of practice, for me, it would have felt better if he had just came out and said, “Yea, you really need practice.” But he didn’t.

Still, I wondered, what if for some strange reason it wasn’t me; what if it was him?

When the next morning finally came, one thing became clear. Jamie’s previous comment, “He is really needy. He needs a lot of attention.” I laughed to myself as I began to make the connection and as soon as I saw her drinking coffee on the deck I went right for her. “Needy huh? Needs a lot of attention huh? That’s what you call it?”

“Yea, well…You know; it is true.” She giggled.

“I mean that’s the only warning I got, you could have said to prepare yourself an all-nighter or something along those lines but needy? Really?”

Jamie lowered the newspaper she was reading and flashed me a wide, knowing grin. “Kendra, well I figured you needed this and I didn’t want to scare you away.”

“I love you too Jamie.” I shrugged and then turned back to go into the house; it wasn’t until I opened the screen door I realized Marcie was sitting there, listening. I glanced down at her…”Oh, don’t judge me Marcie.” I growled a little playfully.

“Yes Kendra, this is my judging you face.” Marcie smiled.

I took a deep, cleansing breath and it dawned on me in that very instant that we were meant to be together. Kim, Marcie, Jamie and I. We each had our part to play and in some ways we would be incomplete if one of us were missing.

Marcie, well I need her more than most. See me being me, well I need that conscience, that occasional judgmental glance. Without her I would probably be all over the place. Truth be told, without her I would probably still, to this day, be going without a bra.

Jamie, well, the thing about her is she understands me on a basic, primordial level. In so many ways we are alike. The way I had always seen it was Jamie minus Marcie equals Kendra. Our little interaction made me see it even more. Jamie was rooting for me, she knew what I needed and had decided that she would not say anything that would hinder me from “getting what I needed.”

Oh and Kimberly, my “sister wife” I did not realize that she had a bigger impact on me than almost anyone in the world. I don’t think she ever noticed how closely I had watched her put on her makeup; how she spoke to men; how she looked into my eyes; how she held my hand. She, above even my daughter, in many ways taught me to be the woman I am today.

So the three of us seem to be working as one, feeding off of each other, making us better than we actually are.

So you might ask, then what does Kendra offer to the group, the “Cat Pack” if I may. Kendra is the teenage girl with her head in the clouds. I will now and forever be, “always there.” I have an innocent heart and I will always offer it up on a platter to those closest to me.

Everyone began to get ready, we had plans to go to Chesapeake Beach. I started especially early leaving plenty of time for me to change clothes dozen or so times before we left. And as expected, it was looking like I was the last to be ready.

“Too bad you can’t come to the beach with us.” I said to Susan as he passed me in the hall.

“Oh, no I am going; wouldn’t miss it.” He said as he proceeded into the bathroom.

I stood there a moment trying to figure out when she had decided to stay another day and then without thinking I followed her into the restroom. As soon as I noticed she was in the process of actually USING the toilet, I apologized and started to back, back out of the room.

“No, come in. Close the door.” He ordered. (Yes it was the tone and the feel of an order.) And yes, I happily obliged by going down to my knees and waiting for to turn back toward me.

“Everyone is waiting for us; I don’t think we have enough…” I started before she turned and grabbed the back of my head. “…time, it is a shame to get you all worked up and fail again.”

“Let me worry about that.” She continued her harsh tone.

I emptied my mind and did as she said. I find it a little funny when something came across my mind. “I am going to be pissed as hell if she can, ‘do it’ in such a small time frame, especially after last night. And almost on cue, and I am not kidding here, Susan would have finished before I counted to twenty.

I held back my frustration about working so hard the night before and stood up and checked myself in the mirror.

“You go out first and in a few minutes I will follow.” Susan ordered.

And I quietly opened the door and exited the room and as I closed the door I instinctively wiped the corner of my lip with my fingertip. It was almost comical how I noticed Kimberly immediately after I displayed that “telling sign.”

“Really Kendra? Really?” She chuckled.

And then I was forced to once again walk through the gauntlet. Jamie’s giggle, Marcie’s glare followed by my own humiliation.

Then we were off to the beach, yet I did not get the opportunity to enjoy it for long. “I want you to go with me to the shop across the street.” Susan said as I laid my beach bag on the sand.

Did the order sound a little harsh to you? Ha, that didn’t crack the top ten. Let me list a couple of my favorites.

“No put that back, get pink.”

“That looks horrible on you, you shouldn’t get it.”

Or my favorite comment of all time, “That is not feminine enough for you.”

Oh and then another good one happened after dinner with everyone listening and paying close attention, “Kendra get me a drink.”

And as the night slowly progressed it became obvious that Susan was not going anywhere and as soon as Jamie had a moment alone with me she whispered…”She is staying another night?”

“I don’t know, I guess; but don’t blame me, I did not ask her to stay.” I replied.

“Well Kendra, if you keep sucking her off, she will never leave.” Jamie said and truthfully although her tone said she was joking, her eyes said she was being truthful.

“I bet you are regret not telling me everything you knew about her now, huh?” I laughed

But no, Susan did not stay the full four days, she left after our third night.

And yes even through it all I enjoyed every moment, every possibility but there were times when I felt extremely uncomfortable. “What do you think of this dress? Susan asked.

“Looks nice.” I responded without paying much attention.

“How about this wig, it is my favorite, what do you think?”

“It looks natural, you must have spent a lot of money on it.” I answered

“How do I look in this…”

And by that time I had to come clean; “Susan, I know this is going to sound a little weird to you but I don’t know, If you are asking me if I think you look sexy I have to tell you, I would probably find you much more attractive without the wigs and dresses.” I confessed and then took a moment to think about how that sounded and then attempted to correct myself, “I am probably the straightest woman you will come across, I am sorry.”

Don’t get me wrong though, we had our moments. One of the fondest memories I had was sitting on the couch with him and getting into a deep conversation about friendship.

“They are the best friends any girl could have. They have never failed to see me on the weekends; even though they were a couple; even though they were just beginning a relationship.” I began and then gasped as I realized I was about to sob.

“And through it all, they have never, ever made me feel unwelcome and more importantly they never made me feel like I was a third wheel.” And then proceeded to cry like a little girl.

And just like that our little mini-vacation was over. On the way home I smiled quietly to myself in the back seat as we fought through the traffic. “It might not have been perfect but it was most definitely Williamsburg at the right time and my friends managed to catch me after I fell.”

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