Tuesday morning began a little strange. Juanita and Sue were both holding and stroking my morning wood. Sue was kissing my eyes, while Juanita was licking my ear. Sue whispered into my ear, "Roll over and do her, make her scream, fill her up so she leaks all day."
That'll get you going first thing in the morning.
I rolled onto Juanita, almost surprising her, but not enough for her legs not to spread, welcoming me into her. As I slid back and forth, gaining more depth with each stroke, Mercy kissed me, saying, "Don't save anything, give it all to her."
This must have been a magic phrase, as Juanita's hips began pumping rapidly, causing her to orgasm immediately and me to want to join in. I bottomed, then began thrusting hard to accompany her staccato hip movements. Just as Juanita was beginning to loudly vocalize her pleasure, I let loose a stored up overnight load of premium juices. Juanita sank back with a loud "Ah."
When I shrunk rapidly, I kissed Juanita, who was lying back with her eyes closed, then slid off the bed to head to the bathroom. Sue made a beeline for the frothy treat between Juanita's legs, while Mercy kissed her and alternately sucked on a brown nipple.
After peeing, I went to make coffee and returned to the bedroom to find Mercy now with her face tasting Juanita's pleasure juices. I quickly shaved and joined Sue in the shower. Sue was hot now and worked her magic to get me hard, then turned her back to present her gorgeous bubble butt to me. I thumped her until she couldn't stand up any longer, then gave her my second load of the day.
Damn, I am going to need some vitamins.
I walked out and turned on the patio light at six and was immediately joined by Glenda, and a minute later, by Nelda. The two ladies were commenting that their new method of alerting Nelda when I was outside was a good idea. Glenda would see me making coffee and know that I would be out fifteen to twenty minutes later and she calls Nelda so she can get ready to come over.
The two older men obviously enjoyed sleeping in a while longer, as neither Martin or Ernie ever made it until near seven. Juanita, Sue, and Mercy were getting out cartons of orange juice and glasses as more and more folks showed up. Mickey was in shorts and T-shirt today, saying she had a day off and was planning on spending it changing oil in her bike and giving it a thorough cleaning. Samantha said she only had one class this morning, so Mickey had best be done by the time she came home, as she had plans for the day.
At six thirty, Dennis and Tina joined the group of kids waiting for the school bus to the high school.
There were three buses that came to the park in the morning. First was high school, then elementary school kids, and last was for the junior high kids. After watching the buses for a few days, I realized the same bus was used for all three schools. I thought that was a great way for the school district to save money.
This gave me the idea that as Sue's company in the park hired more and more people, we could employ the same technique. We could start groups in staggering shifts so our buses coming from the city and a couple of other locations could convey several hundred people a shift and we wouldn't have to keep buying more buses every time we added a building. The original and add-on plants were working three shifts, so those buses were busy. If we staggered shifts we might be able to use fewer buses there too. That would cut down on drivers and give us better use of the vehicles.
Sue needed an executive to handle these decisions for her plants. Someone who could see the big overall picture, and not just one building or two buildings, like the original plant location. I needed to discuss that with her and see how she felt. Mike could be that person, but he needed to learn to delegate jobs to others better. He had the knowledge and ability, but would he be disciplined enough to let others carry out his ideas? His promotion would allow for another person to progress and rise into a management position.
Three weeks flew by while we watched Sue's new building going up and the addition to the cart plant and shop being built. Terrell was busy on many fronts, as he was building new stores to complete the "U" of the shopping center next to the park.
Charlie, the park manager, was directing the move of the fence, as well as creating the new roads and building the new laundry buildings for the areas. This was a major addition for him as he would be adding over one hundred fifty spaces. A forgotten cost of adding the facilities was fire hydrants. We had to add eight more hydrants at nearly ten grand a piece.
Charlie wanted another recreation building with a pool and spa in the center of the three new rows of lots we had added since we began expanding. He said it was cost justified so plans were made to build another recreation center. Terrell told Charlie to take a number.
As a funny side note, one evening Charlie was needling Terrell about finishing up the new recreation building. Terrell with a slow smile on his face turned to Charlie and said, "No problem, Charlie, I'll get to it as soon as I finish my watermelon." Charlie was shocked but everyone who had heard the crack burst out laughing.
Dennis had passed his sixteenth birthday and was now an officially licensed driver. The day he and most of us had been waiting for arrived. Dennis had been involved in rebuilding the motor, transmission, rear-end, and all of the put together tasks. The truck had become the pet project of the entire shop, as well as Crystal's shop. Dennis had been involved in the primer coats, the base paint coats, and the solid finish coats of paint, but he did not know what Hank and Shawna had in store for the finishing touches.
On a Saturday, we were all on the patio anticipating the unveiling of the finished product. Dennis was anxious, as he knew this would be the best car or truck driven to school by any kid. His grades reflected his efforts to keep a high grade point so he could go on to college.
Finally, after a delicious rib and chicken dinner, the time came. Everyone came outside into the grassy yard where the truck was sitting under a car cover.
Shawna handed Dennis a large scrapbook that, when you opened it, you found an almost day by day picture history of the rebuilding of the car. The last pages were blank, as if waiting for some final photos. The last picture was a color photo of the car in the dark midnight burgundy finish.
Sandy and Mandy, with the help of Robert and Roberta, pulled the cover off the truck. Everyone just stood there in awe.
The truck was similar to my pickup, in that it had Dennis' name over his door, and a medium size S&S logo on the doors and the hood. The rest of the car was labeled with painted on simulated sponsor decals, and all over every available space, were cartoons picturing caricatures of Dennis, Tina, Susan, and Kevin. They all had something to do with the truck and its production. Some added caricatures had Sandy and Mandy, Roberta, Crystal, me, and a cute one of Tammy.
Sandy handed him the keys and told him to start it. The truck came alive as soon as he turned the key. You instantly knew the motor in this truck was something special. The girls had installed dual glass pack mufflers to give the truck the throaty sound car enthusiasts love, without it being so loud that it would give cops a reason to stop you.
Sandy got into the passenger seat, pointing out the rolled and tucked leather interior, along with a custom dash with an array of racing gauges. Sandy turned on the air and the people surrounding the car could instantly feel the cool air come out of the car. She then turned on the radio tape player, and we all were amazed at the clear sound coming from the truck.
They shut the truck off, and Sandy took him around the truck, pointing out the various product decals, saying that each decal represented a sponsor of his truck. The two girls had solicited the manufacturers and had been given several thousand dollars worth of equipment. Sandy pointed out that "Tina" was painted over the passenger door, as she was guaranteed a ride to and from school.
The next startling event was when Sandy reached into the truck and obviously flipped a switch. The whole front end began rotating from the cab to tilt outward, leaving the entire engine compartment open to work on. The engine and everything attached to it was chrome. Even the spark plug wires were encased in chrome wrapping.
This truck was the dream of almost every guy there, and it would become the dream car of most of the high school kids he went to school with, as well.
Dennis did something totally unexpected. He came up and hugged me, then went to Shawna, Sandy, and Mandy, and gave them a hug and thank you as well. He stood by the truck and looked at everyone and said, "I know that all of you helped in one way or another on the truck. There are the guys from the RV and truck store that did the interior, and Abe and his men who refurbished so many of the parts. The chrome shop must have been really busy, because I didn't know they were going to chrome the wheels I found. I thought they would be painted. Thank you everyone. This is the best present a guy could ever have. I will treasure it and promise to take care of it. Come on, Tina, let's go for a ride."
He and Tina buckled up in some modified racing harnesses, and he adjusted the placement of his rear view mirrors with the dual remote levers. He started the truck, letting it idle a few minutes, then put it into drive and slowly let off the brake to move down the street toward the turn to the entrance.
Sandy made the comment, "We'll know how he's treating the car by the tires. If he needs new rear tires right away, we'll know he's been into it."
Kevin said, "I had not thought of that. You're right. I do have to worry about giving a kid a hand-built car that could probably turn a ten second quarter mile. I wonder if it's child neglect if I allow him to wander around with a five hundred horsepower motor."
Mandy laughed, "We built that to the same specs as a NASCAR motor. It's probably around seven hundred horses. We tamed the tranny a little though, even with the rear end built the way it is, he won't chirp when he takes off from a stop light unless he tries. If we want to drag it, we adjust the tranny. It isn't a big deal and we can do it with dropping it."
Susan said, "I guess the truck is better than a motorcycle. At least you guys built a roll cage into the cab. Dennis has a level head, hope he keeps it."
An hour later, Dennis came rolling up on the lawn. Tina and he were all smiles. When Dennis got out he said, "I know everyone wants to drive this thing, and some people, like Mom, want a ride. So you guys take turns driving it while Tina and I go up to the pool for a party for one of our friends."
The truck was driven over two hundred miles that evening, as every male there, and some of the women, took it out for a spin. Everyone suddenly had the fever to have something special to drive. Most would let their fever cool, but several would begin the process of building their favorite dream toy.
By the time Sue and Shawna were nearing their due dates and Mercy was walking around with a large belly. The huge extended family, or crew as I refer to them, was celebrating Abe and Alice, Phil and Judy, Bob and Mandy, and Terrell and Deanne all moving into their new homes. This became a big day for all of us now, as Abe and Alice could be with us in the mornings if they wished, and Phil and Judy didn't have the long drive every morning.
The nearby Burger King and McDonald's furnished our morning breakfast sandwiches, and a small pastry and donut shop opened in the Publix's plaza next door, north of the park.
Some other notable events were that the last of Sue's buildings was completed at the business Park, and the golf cart plant and repair facility was now enlarged, becoming one of the largest golf cart production facilities in the state. Phil had set up several hundred golf cart dealers with our product, which meant we were also getting all of their major repair work.
Phil and Judy now had good understudies to carry on while they were wandering around to distributorships and visiting with their road sales people, helping to close large sales. It also helped that I had them on a two week per quarter vacation schedule, just so they stayed fresh. They often wanted to vacation with Abe and Alice at the same time.
Tiny and Ruth had now learned to delegate most of their functions to assistants, so they were also able to take two weeks every quarter, and were planning a trip with Henry and Susan on their next holiday.
Kevin was now the manager of the RV sales and maintenance facility, but still had responsibilities for the truck sales and maintenance area as well, because the two businesses shared mechanics and coachmen with the tractor body sales and conversion business. The three businesses were so inter-twined that it was impossible to completely separate the three. Drew was still basically in charge of the conversion and body manufacturing plant, with Crystal now supervising those three businesses and the golf cart business.
The big woman's manner had her people following her lead, giving their best, to produce quality product and service. Her relationship with Bear was hot and cold. When they were together it was blazing, but when she would not give up her work to go live in New Port Richey, it was icy. The two were destined for an on again off again relationship, possibly forever.
Terrell and Deanne were now expecting their first baby, adding to the new homeowners on our residence street above the new area sports complex.
The local little league blossomed in the new park and was able to draw from all of the new housing developments within the area. The Pop Warner people were organized and had a couple of teams within each age group. The soccer fields were continuously busy with games and practices. We had a full time complex manager that the business park paid for. We picked up the security costs along with the utilities, making the athletic programs for kids inexpensive and popular in the area. Since opening, we added two ball fields that were not locked so kids could have pick up games. We also added three basketball courts, next to the tennis courts, that were open till late at night.
Tim was now the superintendent to our new education facility. He had schools for welding, auto body repair, painting, electrician, plumber, and a very sophisticated computer learning center. A third of the students were sponsored or scholarship students. Kids who graduated from high school with decent grades, but did not wish to go on to college, were given the opportunity to go through our training. Most finished with a job waiting for them. The other two thirds of our students were regular fee students and actually paid for the school operation.
Tim had planned and initiated several good programs that were profitable for the school. The school guaranteed the work quality of its students and collected a fee from the employers after three and six months. Part of Tim's student training was a Dale Carnegie course in "How to Win Friends and Influence People." Not everyone is outgoing, but everyone who went through our school had the ability to express themselves intelligently.
My daily input into the business was purely motivational, with an occasional need to help with a decision for budget or product introduction. What did I do? I flew Ryan and Michelle sometimes. I flew Phil and Judy sometimes. I flew the two pregnant women sometimes. I mostly looked for new customers for our utility bodies, tractor bodies, golf carts, and big and little lift rebuilding.
I spent far too much time with Gene at some of the NASCAR races, to the point he almost had me wanting to become a car and team owner. I finally convinced myself it was better to sell to all of them by working the race day trucks a couple of races and counting the profits for the week.
Phil now had a couple of trucks that contained several of the products we sold to take to conventions and to stop in at distributorships and dealerships. The truck would set up to promote the local dealer, but would sell various items direct from the truck that made a tidy profit. S&S cartoon T-shirts were very popular. At fifteen dollars a piece now, we were making a nice profit on every shirt we sold. It helps if you manufacture and print your own shirts.
It was a cool (74 degrees) November evening after we had eaten and the tables had been cleared. I had worked with Tim all day at the school setting up a new welding class. Sue had been working at one of the park facilities, setting up a new line, and Shawna had finished a very nice custom bike for a top driver.
Sue and Shawna were sitting in rockers with their sons on their laps. The little guys were very busy now and wanted to try to walk or run everywhere. They were easy to watch but very busy.
Almost simultaneously the two girls groaned loudly. Shawna was holding her big belly and said, "Shit, Charlie, you better get the truck, I think it's time." As she said this, Sue had a very surprised look on her face. She looked at me and mouthed, "It's time, now." She groaned loud, then said aloud, "Right now."
I told Charlie we could take them both in the Expedition, so I had Mercy watch the two rowdy boys and went for my wallet and keys. Glenda and Nelda took over the little ones and Mercy gathered Sue's hospital pack.
The five of us were off to the hospital.
Women's hospital near St. Joseph's in Tampa is not far and at that time of night there isn't a lot of traffic. While I negotiated the drive, Mercy was on the phone to the doctor who was the gynecologist for both ladies, the hospital, and both Moms. It took twenty agonizing minutes to get to the hospital while the two girls were both saying the babies were coming right then.
As soon as we pulled up to the emergency entrance, two gurneys were rolled out to the car. They loaded the girls on and wheeled them inside for a first exam. Charlie and Mercy followed them in and I parked the car. By the time I went through the emergency room door, the area was empty. A nurse saw my puzzled look and said, "If you want to be with your wife as she gives birth, you better get up to the birthing room right now. You're Sharp, right?"
I nodded.
"She's in two-twenty-nine."
Instead of waiting for an elevator, I leaped up the stairway two and three steps at a time. As soon as I entered the hallway, I saw the room and went straight there.
An aide put a paper gown on me and had me scrub. The whole time I was doing this Mercy was talking to Sue, holding her hand. The doctor was down between Sue's legs doing whatever they do at that time.
I finally was at Sue's side and reached down and kissed her. Her eyes flashed open and she grimaced, then smiled. She said, "I want to push so bad, but I'm trying to wait till she says to push."
The doctor stood up and said, "I'll be right back, I have to check on Shawna. If you have to push, do it, but someone better get down here to play catch."
I thought that was a rather crude joke from a female doctor with a patient spread-legged in the birthing bed.
With both Mercy and I giving our attention to Sue, a nurse, or aide, or whoever said, why don't one of you sit down here in case she has what is known as spontaneous birth.
I looked up from Sue and asked, "Spontaneous birth?"
The nurse said, "Sometimes if a severe contraction hits, the mother will bear down and force the baby out. Since your wife has given birth before, the baby could come out fast, very fast."
Mercy and I looked at each other and she pushed me toward the little stool the doctor had been sitting on.
Oh my, I was looking at Sue's dilated lips, with hair in the middle. It took me a couple of seconds to realize the hair was the baby's head opening up the way to come out. It looked like Sue was naturally spreading, letting the baby crown larger and larger.
I looked up at Sue, Mercy, and the nurses and said, "The little sucker is coming, she's almost here."
Sue said, "I'm trying, Steve, I really am, I can't hold her in much longer."
At that instant, a hand rested on my shoulder and asked, "Do you want to catch it, or would you prefer I help your wife."
Whew! I rapidly moved, giving the doctor room to sit and get at Sue. She looked up at Sue and said, "Your baby is just about here, do you want to push?"
Sue gave a groan, and I watched as the infant squeezed from between Sue's legs, making her way into the world. The baby didn't get much of a chance to get its nose cleared before it sneezed. I swear she sneezed and gunk came out of her nose. The doctor cleared the baby's mouth and nose, then clamped the umbilical cord. The nurse handed me the scissors and I clipped the cord. The baby was handed to a couple of nurses who instantly were measuring, weighing, and wiping off the fluids still remaining on her.
When they were done, they handed me the baby. I looked at her and laid her on Sue's chest. This one was hungry too, as she was already smacking her lips. A nurse handed me a wipe, and it took me a second to realize it was for cleaning a nipple for our new baby. I gently wiped one of Sue's swollen nipples, and moved the baby to see if she would nurse. This one was definitely one of ours, as she began sucking so fast, everyone in the room laughed.
The doc delivered the placenta, then checked Sue thoroughly and said she would be right back.
Almost as soon as the doc left, we all heard a baby cry next door. Shawna's baby was here. They didn't know what it was going to be, but Mercy said with a smile, "She's going to be as loud as her mother."
Sue was looking down at her baby saying, "Oh, sweet little Elizabeth. You are going to be a beautiful princess."
While Stevie has dark blue eyes and sandy hair like mine, Elizabeth has dark, almost black, eyes and very dark hair. It would probably be dark auburn like her mother's.
"Elizabeth? I didn't know you had picked out a name," I said.
"It's after my mother and my grandmother, Ann. This is Elizabeth Ann Sharp, and my goodness she is hungry. She's not nearly as big as Steve was, but she sure is as strong as he was."
A man in a birthing room, looking at the woman he loves with an infant at her breast, nearly bursts with pride and relief that his family is okay. Mercy came to stand by me, wanting to have my arm wrap around her. We were both touching Sue to let her know what we were feeling.
"Sue," the doctor said, "You are going to be fine. Did you wish to have any procedures done while you are so open?"
Sue looked up from her baby, "No, Doctor, I may want more of these. I know I said two was enough, but I may want more."
"I'll check on you in the morning. Your neighbor said she was supposed to have a bed in the same room as you. Will that be alright? Her little one is more vocal than yours."
Sue smiled and said, "Please put us together when you can, I think we'll be fine once the little ones feel all of us in the room together."
The doctor said as she was leaving, "I'll leave instructions for you two to be put in a room together right away."
Mercy leaned over and kissed Sue then kissed the infant gently on the forehead. The baby had stopped eating and was resting, or perhaps even sleeping. The nurse picked the baby up and was going to burp her, but I took her and put her on my shoulder and gently rubbed her back until a tiny very unladylike burp came from her.
The nurses wanted to clean her again and put a diaper on her. She was so tiny, much shorter and smaller than Steve had been. Another nurse had been cleaning Sue up, and asked us to help take off the rest of her clothes so she could put on a gown. Mercy and I helped Sue, and when she was ready, they wheeled her into another room that had two hospital beds, each with a newborn hospital bassinet.
Just as Sue was settling onto the bed, Shawna was wheeled in, with Charlie following. Soon both moms were settled and their babies were napping beside them. Sue looked at Mercy and asked, "Are you ready for this?"
"I can't wait, Sue," Mercy said, rubbing her swollen belly. "I hope this baby is as good as both of yours. I'm so excited to be a mother and to give Steve and you another boy."
Charlie spoke up, "How do you know it's a boy?"
"I know Charlie, I just know," Mercy said. "I told you yours was going to be a girl the same as Sue's, right after she and Shawna got pregnant. It's just something I know. I don't need an ultrasound or any tests, I just know."
I said to Sue, "I'll go get your mother. I'm sure she's in the waiting room about to crash the doors. She will want to see her new granddaughter."
Sure enough, the waiting room was packed with our friends. Beth and Ben were there, and I told them where to go. I stayed to tell everyone that both babies were fine and Shawna's was a noisy little redheaded girl. They laughed, knowing it was probably true.
Debbie said she and Hank were going to be first to see their little cousin, so they left to go see the new baby.
The rest of the crew was getting in line to go see the babies and mothers.
In the grand scheme of things, both girls had their babies, and were in their hospital room by eight PM, so everyone had a chance to spend a couple minutes viewing the babies and say hi to the moms. A little after nine, the floor nurse said that it was time for all of us to clear out. The nurse told Charlie and me that there was a good chance both girls would be able to go home tomorrow. They would make that decision in the early afternoon.
Mercy and I kissed Sue goodnight, knowing she was tired but still excited to have her new baby here.
We went home and had a celebratory drink with all of our friends. Nelda and Glenda were happy for us that the babies were healthy and the moms were okay. These two wonderful ladies were really special to the entire crew.
Since it was so late, I rode home with Nelda in her golf cart and stayed with her till she went inside her home. Ernie had long since gone to bed. I walked back to our home and said goodnight to the last of the people leaving. I shut down the patio and joined Mercy in bed.
"Do we need to get Stevie a different room now?" I asked, thinking of the changes we would experience with this new addition and the one coming.
Mercy answered, "No, all three of them will be fine in the same room until they are almost three. Then Steve might want his own room."
"Do you have a name for your baby?" I asked.
"I have a name for our baby. You will like it," Mercy said as she put her head on my shoulder.
"You're not going to tell me are you?"
"You'll know soon, my love, very soon."
We kissed, closed our eyes, and were instantly asleep.
The morning coffee gathering was full of revelry, celebrating Sue's and Shawna's little girls. Charlie and I agreed it was good our two little girls were exactly the same age so they could never lord it over the other who was the oldest. He said he figured the boys would begin doing that when they were around four or five. We laughed at the prospect of our four attempting to play together.
Thankfully, Glenda and Nelda said it would be a pleasure for them to watch the boys while Charlie and I went in to see our wives and new daughters. We drove the Expedition in, thinking it would hold everyone to come home.
We walked into the room to find both wives with their daughters at their breasts. Both of the little girls were now less red in skin color. Both now showed their true hair color better as well.
Shawna rubbed the red hair on her little girl's head and said, "Sean is going to be just like me. She's full of her Irish heritage and will be a terror like her mom and grandmother. Don't you just love this little thing, Charlie?"
Elizabeth Ann was still eagerly eating, but was slowing down as she filled her little tummy. When she let Sue's nipple go, I picked her up and put her on my shoulder to get a burp from her. Sue commented, "Your little Liz looks so comfortable on your shoulder. I don't know who is going to spoil her more, Mercy, me, or you."
So now I knew what Sue was going to call our little one. I figured it wouldn't be Beth, but it could have continued to be the formal Elizabeth. Liz, or Lizzy, is fine with me. Stevie was going to be puzzled by this new addition. I wondered how the two moms were going to handle this. The two boys were not totally weaned yet. They both enjoyed falling asleep nursing on their mother. Perhaps that's why the girls have two, one for each kid. Darn, there wasn't going to be any left for Charlie and me.
After lunch, the doc came in and carefully examined both new mothers, pronouncing them in as good a shape as could be expected. She said that if the pediatrician released the babies, they could go home anytime this afternoon. Both were to make appointments to be looked at in two weeks.
The pediatrician finally came about two. It was amazing how they always walked in the door while the babies were nursing. He checked them over thoroughly, then had Charlie and me put diapers and little gowns back on them. He said he would want to see the babies in about a month.
While the wives finished feeding the little ones, Charlie and I went downstairs to check the ladies out.
We got them all prepared to leave and wheeled them downstairs. I went for the Expedition and we loaded Sue and Liz in the rear seat, Shawna and Sean in the middle, with Charlie and me in the front. Charlie said, "I'm going to have to get a regular car or SUV or something. With two baby seats, I need more room than the pickup. Shawna needs a car anyway. We've depended on just the truck and the bike for so long; it's hard to believe we've outgrown them."
When we arrived home, Charlie and I helped our wives into the patio porch to be welcomed by Glenda, Martin, Nelda, Ernie, Hannah, Matty, Susan, Nancy, and Alice. Ben and Beth drove up about the same time, then Shawna's mother drove up. It was neat to see the two sets of three generations of females together. Kevin and Crystal came buzzing up in a golf cart, saying they had to see the new baby.
All of the hubbub wore Sue and Shawna out, so I helped Charlie take Shawna and Sean home, while Beth was helping Sue lay down. Little Stevie needed some attention, so he lay with Sue for a minute and then both were asleep, with his little sister in a bassinet next to the bed.
I adjusted the camera to watch for when Stevie woke up, so he wouldn't roll off the bed.
Charlie walked back over with a remote speaker that would pickup the noise if Sean woke up or if Shawna began to stir. He and I toasted each other with a beer and had some lunch. We had been too busy at the hospital to get lunch.
He and I were talking, comparing our situations. Charlie and I were both thirty-one and our wives were now both thirty, getting near thirty-one. We both agreed that they probably didn't need to be having another baby soon and perhaps two kids were enough. As we were finishing our second beer, Glenda and Nelda advised us that we didn't have much to do with it. The two girls would make up our minds for us.
Ernie and Martin were laughing, saying that we would eventually learn who really ran things around here.
Supper was pretty normal, except that the two little girls were held continuously from the time they woke up until the mothers went inside to feed them and lay them down. All of the women couldn't keep their hands off the babies.
A bunch of bikes showed up carrying Hap, Bear, and a bunch of women who wanted to see the babies. The two little girls reduced the two big, rough, tough, bikers into smiling fools. Tiny little fists trying to hang onto wiry beards brought smiles to everyone's faces.
About nine a limousine pulled up at the driveway. Merlin and Missy got out and were immediately swarmed by the patio bunch and Mercy. They said they had to come see our new little girl as they felt like they were grandparents.
They had a few minutes with the two babies before the mothers said it was time for the babies and them to go to bed. Charlie, CJ, Shawna, and Sean went home and Sue, Elizabeth, and Stevie went to bed. I couldn't help much as there were too many women trying to do everything.
As Merlin and Missy were relaxing from their trip, Nelda and Ernie said they felt like grandparents to Stevie and Liz. Glenda said they could be great grandparents and she and Martin were definitely grandparents. Susan told them both that they both helped take the place of our parents. She said her kids looked at both couples as grandparents.
Ernie was the corker, saying that he had been trying to talk me into letting him adopt me since he first did business with me. Now that I really know what kind of man he is, I want more than ever to call him dad. I gave the old fart a hug, saying I didn't think I could ever become ornery enough to be his son.
Nelda just said, "You can be our good son, we'll both adopt you, Steve. We'll adopt that ornery Charlie, then we will have a good son and a wild son."
Mercy was listening to this and said, "I think Steve is a lot wilder than Charlie, Steve is just sneaky and doesn't let anyone know how crazy he is."
Missy agreed and said, "I know what's in both of their heads and Steve is way over the top. Charlie is a mild-mannered person in comparison."
Nelda answered both of them, "It doesn't make any difference, we'll just keep them both."
Mercy and I were able to get Merlin and Missy settled, then we joined Sue in bed for a good night's sleep. Sue slept on the side of the bed next to the baby and Mercy slept behind me.