My Grand Daughter # 2

MARCIA

My Granddaughter

Book 2

Cursed liquor store

By J.M. Thompson

Published by smashwords

Copyright 2014 J.M. Thompson

ISBN 9781311817211

By J.M. Thompson

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Chapter 1

Waking up early on one Sunday morning, Jan was no longer able to sleep late. Prison life was not cosy; everyone had to get out of at certain times with exception. Getting out of bed leaving Patricia still sleeping, he went to the kitchen.

He made a cup of coffee, he was getting used to the new home, the kitchen was of different design, different colour scheme. He took his cup of coffee to the lounge letting mind roam around. He could not help but wonder about all his friends. None of them seemed to care about his well-being.

Jan was still angry with his son for messing up his life he, was still angry with him for going after black women. He could not even remember Marcia’s name. He ignored the financial losses he incurred because of his sneaky ways. His actions were despicable to say the least.

He was blaming all that on Austin. He never wanted to accept responsibility for his own actions. His family was falling apart because of his irrational decisions. Even though he blamed Austin, the actual blame fell upon his broad shoulders. Samantha and Joey played a big role in corrupting him. He sometimes missed those days when the women would entertain him. It was all about fulfilling nature’s expectations between men and women.

He could not understand why Austin wanted to get involved with older women. Samantha and Joey resurrected the evil lying dormant in Austin’s inner being.

The evil in him destroyed him as a human being. Both father and son became enemies because of Joey and Samantha. Both women did not give a damn for either Jan or Austin, all they wanted was money. Jan was well aware of their intentions and he did not hesitate to pay them any amount they required.

He probably forgot he told Austin that no one was too old or too young for someone. Austin learned then that the only thing that mattered was fitment and a man’s natural ability to perform satisfactorily. He had none of those qualities. His lack proved to be his Achilles heel; he lost sense of direction in his life allowing evil thoughts to invade his mind. He became extremely abusive to women irrespective of race, religion or orientation.

He became hateful, spiteful and bitter living in a negative world. However, his negativity was slowly destroying his ability to be a normal human being, he could not function properly, his mental state deteriorated as he became dysfunctional.

Jan did not think it wrong to fool around with younger women of colour even though they were not white. He knew that no one would believe any gossiper or anyone spying on him. All of his friends new he was conservative despising anyone that was not white.

Joey and Samantha were young enough to be his daughters. They cherished material values and Jan was naïve enough to serve their goals. None of them ever felt any shame for their actions. They gave him what he wanted and he paid heavily for their services. The thought of losing the women’s physical attention send him crawling up the wall.

He knew that if he were to meet them again he would do the same thing again. Unfortunately, he had no money with which he could pay for their services. He had no idea that Joey was still at the shop working for Portia and Patrick, the new owners. He loved Joey’s pussy; something inside that pussy tickled every fucking nerve in his body.

He was making omelettes while his mind was nurturing his dislike for Austin. He wondered if the boy knew that he was not his biological father. Unbeknown to him, Patricia had already told Austin about his biological father. He knew that there were times when his actions were not fatherly. He had mixed emotions about the boy.

He became aware that the water in the kettle was boiling, bringing his mind to the present task. He made coffee and he took the breakfast to the bedroom. Patricia stirred as she heard the sounds he was making.

Breakfast is served my dear darling.

Oh Jan, you did not have to do that.

I could do this for the rest of my living days.

Come here, you deserve a kiss.

That was as far as they could go but she was dying to fuck him. They were no longer intimate as husband and wife. They had breakfast in bed. Patricia was on night duty that week, so she could afford to take things easy. Jan took the tray back to the kitchen. When he came back he sat on the bed, he seemed to be thinking deeply.

Have you made up your mind what you want to do with yourself?

I am now back where I started maybe even worse; I have to look for something to do besides working for Cyril. How long do you think he would keep me, and then what will I do.

That is true, do you want to have your own business again.

That could just save my life, but my funds are almost dry.

Well maybe so, but we still have money from the sale of the house. If you can think of something then let me know, or you can just sit around the house and relax.

The devil might just visit me again, I cannot do that.

Take the job Cyril offered you, and then you can try to find some sort of business that you can operate.

Patricia thought that the devil could visit his mind at any time forcing him to behave irrationally, just as he did in that cursed liquor store. Maybe the same thing might happen again if he started another business. She was not keen on going through the emotional upheaval that led her to do silly things.

She was also blaming him for her own actions. No one forced her to become alcoholic. No one forced her to sleep with some of the men at David’s house. Anyway, that could never happen when she was sober. Sometimes, she was not even aware who did what to her. No one forced her to use drugs. She did all that out of her own freewill. Austin’s father dumped her because of her indecorous habits.

She knew that Austin had a habit of sneaking upon her when she was drunk yet she never stopped walking around in the house without wearing any underwear. She wanted everyone to walk around naked in the house but Jan refused, Austin did not mind so mother and son were naked most of the time.

However, that did not last long since Jan would tease Austin about his tiny piece calling him a misfit. Patricia tried putting him through a penis enlargement program but he was too shy for that.

She once regained consciousness feeling something probing her pussy. He was trying to see what it was inside her pussy that made men want to fuck her all the time. He began despising women because of his mother’s mortifying behaviour.

She surprised Austin by asking him about his girlfriend.

When am I going to see your girlfriend?

Why do you want to see her?

Do you have a girlfriend?

Yes mummy, I have a beautiful sexy girlfriend.

How many girlfriends do you have?

Only one mum.

Are you having sex with her?

Not yet.

Are you afraid of girls, you must use that thing of yours otherwise it will shrink but you must always use protection.

What do you mean it will shrink, how will I pee then.

That is why it is important for you to have regular sex.

That was a conversation that turned Austin around making him even more curious about women. Some women really fell for his charm. Realising how easy it was for women to remove their panties, he devised other means of fucking their pussies. He began accumulating porn movies watching lesbian performances closely including MM actors.

He began visiting Yvonne regularly at her apartment. Finding another woman at Yvonne’s apartment made him feel a little shy, but fortunately Yvonne and her roommate were willing to accommodate him teaching him a few tricks.

The idea of testing women’s reactions with his dog gained ground then. When Constance came into his life, he decided to test her. Then Yvonne had introduced him to other methods of having sex. By the time he met Marcia at university, he knew precisely where to touch but she was never to afford him that opportunity until much later.

Patricia sometimes deliberately wore her G-string only or her housecoat. She always preferred to leave the housecoat open trying to enforce her nudity idea. Austin was always in the house waiting for her to get drunk and pass out. Then he would simply look at her nakedness feeding his mind with thoughts befitting a lost soul...

He did not care for her as his mother neither did he respect her. He thought of her as another bitch in need of fornication. Yet she always blamed Austin or Jan for disrespecting her. They were a bunch of crazies while Marcia’s family was cool and collected. Austin and Marcia were simply incompatible as boyfriend and girlfriend.

How could Patricia blame other people for her actions? Looking at Jan wondering if he sometimes thought of the good times he had with those bitchy girls. Even though she was trying to be a Christian, her mind would always think of silly stuff.

Did you people attend church services in prison?

Yes, but we had a choice, we were not forced to pray or attend church services.

Would you like to go to church now that you have heard something about the bible?

It is not like I was never in church before.

I wanted to say that we should go to church on a regular basis, the three of us should go to church.

Jan responded if you say so.

The thought of going to church regularly did not appeal to him. He thought that going to church was for women and for soft men. He thought Austin was a suitable candidate. He had no idea that Austin was evil minded. He did not know of the things Austin did to his mother, Yvonne, Constance and most other woman that crossed his path.

Let us go for a drive, or maybe we can have lunch in one of the restaurants.

Jan did not have to think about that one. He went into the bathroom to shower. Then he put on his leisure clothes. He went out to the garage and he inspected his bakkie. It had been five years since he sat behind a steering wheel. Prison offered him enough time to reconsider his actions and possibly redirect his behaviour.

Patricia came out wearing a pair of jeans and an open neck top, which exposed her ample cleavage reminding him of Joey. He did not know that his wife had that type of clothes. He thought the jean was a bit too tight, he simply smiled and he said nothing.

Even so, he thought that she looked sexy. He was aware that she had put on some weight, her bums and hips were bigger than before. He was certain that someone had been entertaining her during his absence; the thought did not bother much. They were companions in life connected at the hips bound by sex not love.

They went for a long drive in the countryside remembering the days when they were still in love. That was now part of their history. Nothing could ever bring that back. On their way, back they stopped at a restaurant. Walking as casual friends into the restaurant Patricia noticed that the place was practically empty as if it was not a Sunday. Three other couples who seemed to be pensioners were having something to eat.

They enjoyed their meal, after which they drove off. Patricia bought a newspaper at a stop street on their way home. Jan parked the car in the garage. They then went inside the house. Sitting on the couch Patricia, kicked off her sandals and she began to read the newspaper. She was looking for businesses for sale column. She found nothing of value.

Austin had turned out to be a great disappointment in Jan’s opinion. His resentment for the boy kept on gaining strength. He recalled the day when the nurse told him that he had a son; he felt the pride of being a father, and that feeling was long since dead. He had thought that he could train him about being a proud white man who could defend the rights of white people. Austin had no guts he was a typical coward.

He wondered if Austin’s real father was just as lazy. He did not know that Austin’s father was in the same group as David. David never told Jan anything about the man. Where was David, it had been years since he heard from him. Even as he came out of prison, he did not go to David’s house

The man never even bothered to visit him in prison. Standing up he went to his study he seldom spent time in that room since he came from prison. There were unpacked boxes in one corner. He did not feel like unpacking them. He thought that his documents were safe in those boxes. Closing the door, he stepped away to the lounge.

Waking up from her nap, feeling a little groggy, Patricia showered quickly. She spent a few minutes by the mirror brushing her hair then she drove her car to work. On her way out, she did not see Jan or Austin; she knew though that they were in the house.

When Jan came out of the study, his wife had already left for work. He had nothing else to do so he went to his bedroom, he put on his pyjamas and he slept.

Austin woke up early as usual and he prepared himself for work. He had set himself two challenges, one was to prove that he could do a manly job and the other was to prove that black people were human beings too. He was trying to prove to his father that he could marry a black woman, but his reasoning and justification was false. He knew he could not handle a white woman He arrived at his workplace and signed in the register.

There were more black people working there than white people. He decided that he would want to have a black person as a friend or guinea pig. Most of them were young and they were always talking politics. He obviously could not understand their language, but they had a habit of throwing an Afrikaans word or an English word as they were speaking.

He observed an oldish black man who seemed to be always by himself. Austin tried to befriend the man. He wanted to know practically everything about black people as if he was doing a research.

"Why are you asking me all these questions

I just want to know how you live.

How will that help you?

I can also tell you my customs and traditions.

I do not need to know about your way of life. What will I do with the information?

Are you angry about something?

I am not angry at all. If you want to know about something just ask but I cannot start talking as if I am a record.

Are your women as bad as white women?

Maybe you were unfortunate enough to meet bad women but I can assure you that not all of them are bad. You have to understand that if you have rotten ideas you will attract the same kind of people.

Austin asked, Are you married.

Yes, and you, are you also married.

No I am not married.

You cannot talk to me about women when you are not married.

Soon lunchtime was over and they had to return to their duties. At around 17.00hrs Austin went home. His mother had already left for work. He found Jan reading a newspaper.

Hi, dad how was your day.

"Austin, your mother thinks that we must all go to church on Sundays.

Do I have a choice?

Not on this one, you can go wherever you want after church.

I hope it does not take too long, it could be boring.

You will get used to it.

All right then.

He then went on to his room, he lay on his bed and he started to think about the church issue. He thought that he would like to see how black people behave in church. He went to the kitchen, feeling hungry he dished out for himself.

He sat right there in the kitchen and ate his supper. After eating, he washed his plate and he went to his room again. He took out a novel by Chase from his shelf. He read a few pages and he put it away. He began to think about the differences between black people and white people.

He thought that the differences were superficial. He could not understand why he hated black faces. Was it because they pronounced English words in their own accent, perhaps their short kinky hair irritated him. He was wondering why most black women had huge bums.

On Sunday morning, they all woke up having similar thoughts in their minds. They had to go to church. Patricia was hoping that by going to church her family might appreciate God’s power to forgive and heal broken hearts.

She did not want to go to church to join the congregation in giving thanks to the creator. She chose to go to church in the hope that Jan and Austin might turn a new leaf without including herself. Her excuse was Pearl who always seemed holy in church but she was one hell of a bitch.

Jan was going to church only to satisfy his wife. At the same time, he thought he might meet someone like Joey and form some sort of friendship. He could appreciate the miracle that they were still together as husband and