About five days had passed. The cliffs of the California ocean front left long behind. Kalysto and David wandering their way back home. Neither author knowing too well how to follow the last setiment. Casual silence shared between the two, along the ride. They'd sent the sitter on her merry way. Snuggling up on the couch watching some bad movies on the TV. Happily enjoying each other before heading for bed. A repeat of their romp in the field passed up. David plenty wore and stiff after such an enjoyable encounter. Kalysto drawing on tired pretty fast, as they got closer to home. After what they did in the field neither would complain. They'd make up for it something unbelivable the next morning. The conclusion seeing David running out the back door. Bare ass naked screaming like a wookie. It was some hot loving, as he crashed into the waves.
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Now was even later in the week. MDS feeling heaps better. Last Rites right around the corner. David was in the master bed room. Going from dresser to duffle bag. Duffle bag to duffle bag. Packing away a litter of clotheing in both bags. Surveying both as they filled up. Zipped shut he stacked both next to the dresser. Looking around the room he noticed his cane leaning against the night stand. He grabbed the staff from his side of the bed. Placing the cane by it's crook, on the bar in the closet. He hadn't needed it for a few days, he still used it though. That whole cane angle was kind of fun. Left behind when he went to work out, but little where else. With that done he looked around once more. Transversing to the far dresser. Picking up an oh so familiar picture, sitting down on the bed.
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With thumb over glass, he cleared some dust away. Focusing souly on one of the three faces. Out of the blue spitting on Wyld. Throwing the picture crashing through the window. If the picture had been real a second thought may have been given, but it wasn't. The glass shattering. Jagged hole allowing the heat and smells of the day woft in. The salty air tickling David's nose it only existed to him. Eventually things would repair to him, but Kalysto would never know. The picture any damage David did with it. It was only there for his benefit. Testing matters it was surreal the possibilities. It started with a small hole in the wall. David told Kaly he was sorry, she'd only asked for what. A little later he made a gaping one in the living room. Astonished when the blond bombshell walked by it repeatidly. After that he terrorized the whole house. Using only the picture and frame and it worked. Kalysto never seen any of the damage. Well a left punch where David tried it out with the picture. That she seen. At this point he was trying to figure out how to cut a hole in the wall. One big enough he could walk through. He could see and use the hole, but the wall would be the same to Kaly. Ghostly MDS how fun would that be. How to cut a hole like that with a picture and its frame though?
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'She laid her palm against his cheek, adding in a whisper, "My son might be another's by blood, but his father will always be the man who loves him like no one else ever could."' Wow was said too softly to be heard. David quickly following with a soft thank you. He just didn't know what else to tell her. What could one say to follow that? The best he could do in return. 'Heres a key to my bike.' Now though, picking up the picture from the bed next to him. 'Neh nee neh nee neh nee neh boo boo.' His thumb covered Wyld's face. 'Happy Kalysto.' Thumb slipping back over his own face. 'Kalysto with a loser.' Wyld's face covered again. 'Joshua's father.' Thumb slid over. 'Sad Sack' Wyld covered once more. 'Happily engaged.' He covered his own portait. 'Absolutely nothing.'.......'Huh, Oh.' Footsteps. Quickly David spit again on a certain somebody. The frame and photo flying through the windo again. Just in time as Kalysto stepped in the room. 'Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha' Last thought in his head. 'loser.'
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"There you are."
"Gotta be some where right?"
"Sure do. What you up to?"
"Packing." His thumb pointed to the bags. Kaly's brow widening a bit.
"Umkay. Two questions though."
"I bet ya I got two answers."
"Hehe. There's still a few days till the show, how come your already packed?"
"You know me I like to be prepared."
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There was that fact, very much true. Equally important was living here. Having a real home was great, but David was still adjusting. Living out of motels his whole carear he never bothered to unpack. Dirty clothes would pile up in a corner. As soon as a full load of jeans and shirt had gathered they'd be washed. Going right back into a duffle bag. Here laundry was done a little more frequently. What with two and half people around. Close were most often, in a dresser and fresh. His personal routine was torn asombles. He tried keeping a full duffle waiting on him, but staleness built up on the clothes. It was cool untill a show started approching. Not having a bag ready to go made him feel off. Unprepared, affecting his mindset, which just didn't work in their buisness. It normally didn't hit him so soon. Last Rites wasn't your typical show.
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Getting up he met Kalysto leaning against the dresser. Keeping his leg stretch out. Equally as benefiting as being able to give her a soft peck. Leaning on the dresser next to her. A finger slipping in one of her denim belt loops. Claiming her as is. Sure no one was around, but why not? Who wouldn't be proud to call this woman thiers? Anytime of the day, anywhere around the world.
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"Okay, little more weird. I know the show is in Rome, but two bags? You plan on being gone that long?"
"Mmmm, no. For the show." Tapping the top bag with his toe. "For our vacation, when I get back." Bottom bag indicated.
"You're already packed for that too?"
"Yeup. And thats three questions."
"Soooooooo Sorry Mr. Technical."
"It's okay just this once. Don't let it happen again or..."
"Or what?"
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With the belt loop he pulled Kalysto over with authority. Both hand firmly guiding her by the hips. Pulling her tightly against his body. Lips feather softly gracing the bottom of her neck. Tickling their way up to tender, sweet, earlobe. Teeth playfully nibbling at the soft flesh. Then a little bit harder. Then a sharp rush just before David pulled back. Kalysto letting a playfull, but not too soft slap fly. Smacking his firm chest.
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"That hurt."
"Hey you wanted to know what would happen. That was it. Get you all hot and bothered, then kill it, like nothing."
"Really now? You think you have that sort of resolve?"
"Yes. If I wanted to be with someone who couldn't count, you'd be from Oklahoma. I'm trying to marry up, here."
Kaly's eyes rolled. Golden tussles shaking lightly. "Anyways. I just thought the vaccation was just a nice setiment. That we wouldn't actually get to do. What with my work-a-holic fiancee."
"Oh, no we're going. This work-a-holic needs it just as bad as you! I'm schedualed to get back from Rome at 8pm. We leave 10am next day."
"You've already got flights booked?"
"Yeup, yeup."
"Wow. Where was I?"
"Yeah, where were you when I was doing all the work?......Cheating on me I'm sure."
"No the pool boy came yesterday."
"If only we had a pool. It's the filthy, Mexican gardner ain't it?"
"Actually no sweetie. To be honest it's alot worse.....I'm sorry, but it's Rick Astin......"
"WHAT!? HOW COULD YOU.........I mean ASTIN? HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?"
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Mockingly David stumbled away. The shock too much turmoil for him to bare. Kalysto laughing at her silly man. Prancing around the bedroom like the world was coming to an end. Fake punching the dresser top. Slamming his head into the walls. The whole she-bang. A bit fist in his mouth. Staggering back to the center of the room. "No, please don't do it!?" David raising the finger gun to his head. Cocking his thumb and squeezing the trigger. He fail instantly, the second floor shaking. Kalysto dropping to his side. Laying over his slain body. Fists pounding into his chest. "NOOOOOOOO, WHY!!!!!!!" David man handled her to lay out next to him. His arm becoming her pillow. One of hers lovenly over his chest. A side note before the post goes one. Sorry to peak your interest, but Astin this bitch is mine. Also mexican's arnt neccasarily filthy or good at gardening. Some of them don't do crap all day. Cept take two or three showers and wear way too much polo. I'll tell you this much about mexicans tho, their all mexicans. Now to move on before the racism card is thrown. Them f-ing Germans....Okay wait. Working on a post here, my bad. I knew I was forgeting something.
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"Astin I can't believe you, whore."
"Hey, your gone all the time...."
"He's usually at all the same shows!
Innocent girlie pouty eye's, with fluttering lashes. "He catches an earlier flight?"
"If you wanted him, you could've just told me.......I would've understood....His dimples I know....."
"Astin has dimples? If he does I'm scared you know...."
"On his butt. You mean you havn't seen'em?"
"Okay, enough. You really got the flight booked. Are you sure you want to fly out as soon as you get home. I mean a few days rest...."
"Rest is for suckers. I'll be fine to fly trust me...I mean I'll be coming back from there by plane....Tickets and all that are good to go."
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Wow David really wasn't joking about the vacation being set. She should've believed it. He did enjoy being ready and having everything taken care of. Made things around the house a lot easier. Often he would beat her to most of the chores. People were wondering if this paragraph would run as off topic as the last. All that could be said, you'll have to wait and see. Oh, and no could be said too.
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"So everything is taken care of? A kennel for Titan, everything?
"Titan's going with us. You and Joshua still need to pack. Oh, and we need to pick up some winter clothes for Josh too."
"It's the middle of summer."
"Nights still get really chilly in the mountains.....Other then that we're all set."
"We've got to run to town today or tomorrow. We'll get him appropriate stuff then."
"Oh I forgot, we have more connection then I thought. Instead of LAX-Salt Lake-Riverton, We have to go LAX-Denver-Cheyenne-Riverton. Luckily though our longest layover is forty minutes."
"Other then having a baby, and a dog......It's going to suck."
"Hahahaha. I know and I'm sorry. Once we get there though sooooooooo worth. And it's not that much travel time any ways. Five and a half hours and we're getting on the ranch plane."
"The ranch has a plane?"
"A couple actually. Up there people are just as likely to have a small plane over a car. Be kind of nice. This ones pretty new, and I've only rode in it a few times."
"How far out is your ranch? I mean a plane!?"
"Kelly's like twenty minutes away. Jackson is fortyfive to an hour. Neither have big airports, or supplies worth a shit...Especially at a reasonable price. So not too far. Just not worth it..."