Chapter 36: A Place in the Sun or How Do I Spend My Summer Vacation

Constance Isles greeted the young couple upon their return from the CYO dance. The statuesque mother wanted a vicarious description of the dance. The older woman knew the couple had to be circumspect in their relationship, but the romantic in her knew that the two would somehow get around the conventions somehow.

Additionally, the successful businesswoman had a letter from some buyers in New York and there was a need for a trip to the Garment District. Other letters had other inquiries that needed to be discussed. Since, the last such midnight party had been so successful, Constance chose to try for another such triumph.

Maura and Jane arrived arm in arm to the innocent girl's excited chatter. The younger teen was in ecstasy over the events of the night. Jane, who was an avid listener, smiled gaily at her girlfriend's idle chatter and pulled the younger woman to her for a quick peck of the cheek.

The couple was greeted by Constance and two servants holding three quarts of ice cream. The motherly brunette grinned widely as she asked, "Did the two of you save room for some desert?"

Jane queried, "Pistachio?"

Constance beamed, "Of course!"

Jane smiled, "Well, there is always room for pistachio ice cream."

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Three girls went to Maura's room. Her giant bed had more than enough room for the three of them to sit together and talk, while eating their ice cream. Maura had a new favorite flavor…fudge swirl. Jane had introduced her to the flavor when pistachio flopped. Now, it was the honey blonde's favorite flavor.

The three of them sat eating ice cream from the container with a silver tablespoon, just like they had done the night Jane saved Constance Isles from Doyle's men. Doyle had escaped total justice. There was still some unfinished business with the Boston hood, but letting the Irish gangster go was the only way to save everyone when Doyle attacked the manor a second time.

Constance started the conversation part of this ritual by saying, "I have to make a trip to New York. I have to make some arrangements for cloth. My main supplier in the garment district has died and his children have botched my order. I have to go and straighten this mess out and find additional suppliers so this doesn't happen again.

I don't want to upset Louise's routine. I think the little one needs some stability in her life after having it uprooted so recently. Since, it's summertime, you two will be home to take care of the child. I just have to make sure that nothing disruptive happens until I get back. Jane, do you see any problems occurring for next three weeks?"

Jane thought about what the concerned mother was asking. Doyle was busy reorganizing his empire which had taken a severe hit when Hoyt and his crew were killed. The artwork situation was in flux, but until a comprehensive list of objects in both Paris and here was mad, nothing further could be done. The Brothers had acknowledge my gang as being the top in the city at the CYO dance, so no one was going to challenge that for the foreseeable future. So Jane felt very confident in saying, "Mother Constance, I don't see any problems around here for the rest of the summer at least. When school starts again, there may be some problems with disguising our relationship, but that is doable as well."

Maura broke in with, "Mother, we still have that warehouse space. You have never decided on what to do with it."

Constance liked that her daughter was thinking with her head and not just with her libido. The dark haired mother had no illusions as to what was foremost in her daughter's mind this summer. Maybe the young woman needed some distractions, so the older woman responded, "Maura, I'm going to leave that up to you. You must somehow find a way to develop income from that facility or revert it back to warehouse space and use it to store inventory from the new dress factory."

The sharp honey blonde's mind started developing scenarios and running a numerical analysis of each plan. The young woman would have several plans investigated and examined by the marketing people over the next few days. Then, the gifted youth planned on presenting a long term business plan, when her mother returned.

Jane understood completely what the young woman's mother was doing. The motherly brunette was keeping her daughter from having idle hands. The quick Italian agreed with the strategy and asked, "Mother Constance, do you have something you want me to work on while you are gone?"

The equally astute mother smiled, this Italian brunette was very quick and will be a great foil for her daughter over the years. Constance did have something to discuss with gorgeous model. It seemed that several of her competitors were trying to recruit the dark model from the New Orleans runway. What they didn't know was that Jane had signed an exclusive contract with her, so all inquiries for the tall Italian's services went through her office.

So Constance wanted to take advantage of the furor that Jane's short emergence had generated. The shrewd businesswoman therefore had a plan, which she shared, "Jane, I have to get a new catalogue out for the fall release of the New Orleans line of sportswear, business wear, Sunday wear and causal or active wear. I want you to model the line. The catalogue has to be released by July 15, so I can have the ensemble in stores by August 15 in time for back to school on Labor Day. Will you do it?"

Jane finished swallowing her ice cream before she replied, "Of course, I will, as long as it can be done locally. I don't want to leave the city right now."

Maura and Jane exchanged looks of agreement on that. Constance noticed the exchange and was pleased. The wayward mother had been lax in making her daughter happy. The clever businesswoman had been so caught up in her designs; she forgot her daughter. It took an Italian bombshell to change all that. It's hard to remember the days BJ (Before Jane), but the days AJ have been the best that she and her daughter had ever had…even with the tragedy.

Constance added, "Maura dear, you are going to have to make some decisions about your father's holdings. He left pretty much everything to you. The people in place may not be the people you want running your holdings. I think you need to find a business manager you can trust."

Jane injected as she spooned another scoop of pistachio, "I think you are going to have to make a trip to Paris soon. I don't think you can intelligently select a manager, if you don't know the business first hand."

Constance nodded as she quickly swallowed a spoonful, "I agree. I think you should go sometime in August. You should have the warehouse plan finished and Jane should have the catalogue work completed. Yes, I think you two should go to Paris for a couple weeks. You can combine a vacation and a business trip."

Maura licked her spoon and said, "I will go, if you will go with me. Mother, we can only do it, if you are here for Louise. I think you are correct in your analysis. Louise needs a stable environment for the time being."

Constance replied, "I don't see any problem there."

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Maura thought about maybe opening a small theater, but the market analysis showed a theater would too much redecoration, seating needed to be added and the stage was too modest to accommodate a theater. The stage would need to have more lighting and a series of trapdoors with the proper area beneath the stage needed to be built. The theater could not generate enough audience to justify such expenses.

The honey blonde considered converting it into a movie theater, but again the massive renovation needed made such a venture unprofitable. Idea after idea was considered and abandoned. Soon the perceptive young woman was becoming frustrated.

Until one day, the discouraged youngster found her girlfriend sitting on the floor of the tall Italian's room playing her albums. It gave the brilliant blonde an idea. How about a music hall for popular music? You didn't need seating; teenagers would be willing to sit on the floor to listen. They could just get up and dance if they wanted.

Maura asked, "Jane, would you go to a music hall to hear your favorite bands play?"

Jane thought for a second, "Sure I would, if the price was reasonable. Are you thinking of a concert hall for the warehouse?"

The honey blonde shook her head to positive and replied, "Yes, I am. What do you think about the idea?"

Jane answered, "Well, does a warehouse have the proper acoustics for a concert?"

Maura thought about it and retorted, "I do not know, but I can find out in the morning. Are you going to play your music for much longer, I am very tired and thought we could go to bed early."

The curious Italian had no idea what the luscious teenager had in mind, but the exotic brunette was anxious to explore the situation.

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Jane changed into her usual cotton nightgown. It was a little old fashion, but the sensual model still hadn't gotten used to pajama or nightgowns. The dark hood had always slept in her birthday suit, if you know what I mean, but the older teenager knew that the eager younger teen would take that as encouragement to go to the next level in their relationship. The tall Italian knew they weren't really ready to go there; Maura because she was still too young and Jane because she wanted to handle this relationship correctly.

What the gorgeous brunette didn't know was that Maura wanted to go to the next level.

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Maura came into the room dress in flimsy black satin lingerie. The short sheer outfit left little the imagination. Jane nearly fainted from the sight. The younger teen had full ample breast with large hard nipples trying to escape their captivity. The ensemble barely covered the sheer black panties that were damp from the anxious teen's stimulation.

Jane swallowed hard and was sorely tempted to take advantage of this situation, but the trouble teenager had had several flings. This was a relationship and the experience lesbian didn't want to mess it up. Besides the sexy brunette had made several promises; this was way too soon. From the look of things it was going to be a long seventeen months.

Maura's sixteenth birthday was December 8, 1967. The not so innocent girl would have to wait until then.

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Maura could see the flush in her girlfriend's cheeks and was happy she was getting such a reaction. The hard swallow, the pull of the nightgown from her firm breasts and the straightening of her panties were all signs of the luscious Italian's arousal.

The sexy honey blonde glided over to the bed and slide across satin sheets to lay her head upon the older girls covered lap. Before Jane could object, the young girl lightly licked the sensual brunette's covered vagina.

Jane let out a slight whimper and before the transfixed Italian could react the small sample, the aroused teenager felt long slim fingers trail up her thigh. The older girl grabbed her partner's arms and pulled her into a long luxurious kiss. Their tongues battle for supremacy with Jane's tongue willing and slipping firmly into the younger blonde's mouth.

Then the older wiser girl pushed her young lover away to hold her at arms length and said, "Maura, I love you and want you more than I can say, but we have to wait until your sixteenth birthday."

"But what if I do not want to wait that long," whined the youngster?

Jane smiled at the childish response and replied, "You have to wait. I promised and you know I do not go back on my word. However, we do so many other things."

Maura asked with a soft kitten voice, "What other things?"

Jane pulled the young woman back and kissed her passionately.