I couldn't fault her taste for the old stuff, but I couldn't believe how she hated the more modern groups I listened to.I couldn't fault her taste for the old stuff, but I couldn't believe how she hated the more modern groups I listened to. She only wrinkled her pretty nose when I mentioned the Red Hot Chili Peppers, EMF, and The Blur. I watched them together and wondered what the attraction was. For dad, it was easy -- Stacy was absolutely stunning, and there wasn't a heterosexual man in the world who wouldn't want to date her. For her, the only thing I could figure was dad offered her security. He liked her boys and didn't drink or gamble and made a nice income. He was safe. Big fucking deal -- safe! When I got back to school, after Christmas, dad called and told me Stacy and the boys had moved into our house. They were definitely a "couple" and it didn't look like the romance would end very soon. Soon after Valentine's Day, dad and Stacy asked me to be their best man and they waited until I got home for spring break to get married in the courthouse. After the quick ceremony we had lunch, dropped Robby and Ben off at their Granny's, and took a limo to the airport. I was off to Cancun to meet my Frat brothers, and they left for their honeymoon. My father was honeymooning in Hawaii with my Stacy! It was too unreal to contemplate -- my dad with the same Stacy I had had numerous adolescent "honeymoon" dreams (some wet!) about! Some twists of fate can be very, very cruel. I stayed drunk for a week. At the end of the school year, Dad brought Stacy with him when I moved out of the dorms. Of course, my friends could not believe that this unbelievably prime young woman ("a real, major babe") in the pull-over and shorts was my new step-mother. I heard hundreds of lewd comments that day, and I couldn't much blame them -- she DID look hot. They were all drooling and dragging their tongues on the ground as their hungry eyes followed her every move. Same old faces it's the same old town What once was laughs is draggin' me now... ("The Long Goodbye") Ever since Christmas break, I had been trying to prepare myself for moving back home for the summer, but nothing prepared me for the reality of it. Everybody was a little nervous at dinner that first night home, except Robby and Ben -- two great little kids -- who thought it would be "cool" to have a new, big brother home for the summer. |