48.
~ Norman Bates found himself back in the warhorse district that afternoon. He'd slept in at the motel the waitress took him to. When he'd woken up the next morning, she was gone.
She'd been a nice girl; he didn't catch her name. He'd followed her little beat up car to the ratty looking motel after her shift ended. A place the manager hardly looked up from the TV to check her in at.
He'd given her over $100 dollars in cash, maybe more. It was hard to count sometimes. He always felt so strange when women like her were near him. Women like her made everything became very distorted and he couldn't remember what happened after. The waitress had brought him to their room, the two of them looking shyly at each other, and then her clothes came off. The waitress shedding them easily and revealing a body that Norman hadn't prepared for. She had a c-section scar just below her navel and her hips and belly still looked oddly distorted. Nothing to how the other women Norman had had sex with looked.
Miss Watson had firm breasts, a tiny trim waist and toned hips. Like a pin up girl come to life. Her legs would wrap around him tightly and make him keep going. Erika with a K had a thin, lean body and hardly any breasts at all. She did all the work for him. Almost like she was abusing his body. She'd light a cigarette after and take whatever cash he had on him. She didn't even bother with panties, just pulled up her shorts and left him in the motel office.
The waitress had breasts that still looked young and oddly out of proportion. Her body not yet deciding what it wanted to be. Like she was teetering between overweight or not.
"You still want to?" The waitress asked running a hand over her abdominal scar. "I'm keeping the money either way."
"No. I want to." Norman said quickly. Hating the erection that was already sparking in his pants.
"Okay." The waitress said happily. "Don't mind this." She waved at her stomach. "Had my baby four months ago. My mom's watching her."
"Oh." Norman said. He wasn't sure what to do now. What did she want him to do? His erection straining against his pants and becoming painful.
"I have condoms." The waitress said helpfully and fished something out of her purse. She went for Norman's pants and he recoiled slightly.
"No!" He shouted in alarm.
The waitress laughed.
"You gotta put it on, silly." She smiled.
"I will." Norman said feeling embarrassed. "Just… go, lay on the bed. Please?"
The waitress looked annoyed.
"Fine." She sighed. "We gotta make this quick. My mom will call if I'm too late."
"Oh." Norman said as soon as she had her back to him and he could hear her heavy body climbing on the bed. She was comfortable in her stark nudity in a way he could never be.
"Unless you want me to stay over night. But it will be a few hundred more. I can call her and say I'm staying with a friend. Whatever's cool." She added indifferently.
Norman unzipped his pants and was happy at the relief he felt. His body eager and hungry for the stimulation.
He rolled over the condom the way Miss Watson never did when they were together, and the way Erika with a K did every time. He didn't like condoms; the feeling wasn't there. It wasn't as good as it had been with Miss Watson and Erika with a K was too rough sometimes. Her thin body bouncing on his lap seemed to be more for show than anything else.
"Come on." The waitress prompted. Norman looked back at her. She looked like a painting as she lounged on the bedspread. The kind of painting where full figured women lay around naked eating fruit.
She waved at him to come closer.
"It's okay." She smiled helpfully. "You're okay."
"Don't talk." Norman ordered and she instantly grew quiet.
He felt bad for snapping at her like that.
"I'm sorry." He apologized. "I just… I'm not used to this."
She smiled and opened her legs slightly. Her hair down there was a dark mess and Norman looked away from it. He'd never done it with a girl who was so… natural before. Miss Watson and Erika with a K were both magically hairless.
"Umm." Norman said and his erection throbbed slightly.
He felt sick then. Strange. He was moving to the waitress. Her body felt warm and soft. She was holding him and he was inside her. Inside that place that was warm and good. She was moaning, making noise and he was moving inside her.
She smelled of bacon and body sweat. Her strangely swollen breasts moved with each thrust.
Then it was over and he felt exhausted. His body collapsing on hers and she was pushing him off her.
"Thanks." She said putting her clothes back on. Her waitress uniform concealing a body he could learn to like.
"That was fast." Norman panted. He felt sleepy and confused. What had just happened?
"Yeah, well, I'm not in charge of how fast or slow it goes." She laughed. "I gotta get home."
She tied her hair back into a bun and glanced at him.
"But this was good. Come by the dinner tomorrow at the same time. We can do this again." She promised.
"Really?" Norman asked hopefully. He wanted her to let him do this a lot more.
"It'll cost you." She warned with a shrug. "I don't make enough on tips. My baby's daddy don't do shit for us."
"Wait." Norman said weakly. He felt embarrassed to have had sex with her with his shit on and his pants around his ankles.
"I… I can pay more." He offered.
She paused and looked at him hopefully.
He clumsily fished out his wallet and found more cash.
"Will you stay for two hundred?" He asked showing her the crumpled bills he'd stolen from Erika with a K.
The waitress looked skeptical.
"Call your mom?" Norman offered.
"Fine." She said and fished out her phone. "I'll text her and then turn my phone off. I know how that bitch is. She'll call me all night."
Once her phone was turned off, it was like magic. Her clothes were off again and her messy, greasy hair was down. Norman looked away from the mass of hair that was between her legs.
She was insisting on pulling his clothes off.
"Come on, baby." She teased. "It's no fun if you're dressed."
Then Norman felt strange again. Dizzy and sick.
He whimpered at her touch. Ashamed he was reacting so strongly to her and almost against his will.
He was going to be sick and he was embarrassed he was naked with this girl who was naked too.
She wasn't a nice girl at all. What kind of girl would take a strange man to a shitty motel like this and have sex with him for money?
Then he could see her. He could see Mother sitting in the chair across from the bed. She was scowling at him while the waitress was on top of him. Her fat body pushing into him and making the bedspring creak.
"Mother?" Norman asked.
"What?" The waitress gasped. She was sweating and grinding on him.
"Mother." Norman repeated.
"It's okay, baby." The waitress panted. "You can call me mommy. Mommy has that good stuff for you."
"Mother." Norman said and lost himself in the cold blue eyes of 'Mother'.
~ Daylight had just started to peek in through the curtains when Alex opened his eyes and realized he had nowhere meaningful to go now. He had the entire day free. He was free for the foreseeable future as well. He could finish all the projects Norma had planned for him. Maybe plant some nice shade trees closer to the motel like she wanted. Spend the day with Lulu even.
It felt odd to not be tethered to his work anymore. At first he felt cast out and hurt by losing the election, now it was almost a relief. A nice period of time he could step away from everything he'd thought he'd wanted before. He'd always planned to be sheriff until he decided to retire. Preferably an old man. That had always been the plan he'd had.
Then the pandemic, marrying Norma and their daughter's birth had throw everything into a sharp new light. His priorities had changed drastically.
Norma was right. Now he had the chance to do whatever he wanted. They could move to a new state and start over. Free of the worries of this town. He was still young enough to do that. Young enough for them to travel as a family even. All before Lulu had to be in school and more settled.
He could give Norma an extended honeymoon now. Someplace, anywhere but here. Where it was always raining and always cold, even in spring.
She was right. They could sell the house and motel for a very decent price and live well. All the work they'd put into it for almost four years now made the property look totally different. Not the abandoned haunted place that looked fit only for a horror movie, but something the town would like and want to keep preserved.
"Morning." Norma said sleepily from her side of the bed. Alex always awoke naturally early. A habit that he'd never broken since he was young. He'd always been early to rise and he couldn't stand the idea of just sleeping in. Now he had all the time in the world to sleep in.
"Morning." He said.
"What are your plans today?" She asked kicking him softly under the covers.
Alex smiled and felt a tight coil of energy build in his chest.
"Think I might go down the big green house in the next county. Pick out some nice shade trees and have them deliver. I don't want the house to be seen from the motel. I used to be able to look out from my room and see right into this bedroom. Right through the curtains." He explained.
"You did?" Norma asked in sleepy annoyance. "Pervert."
Alex smiled.
"Yeah. I kept meaning to tell you. Anyway, it's probably best if we do as much as we can to separate the house from the motel. Trees will be a good start." He decided.
"Chick wants to build an iron fence and gate all around the house." Norma reminded him. "I think we should let him. He's promised to make it look authentic to the era."
"Chick wants to charge us an arm and a leg for that authentic to the era iron fence." Alex reminded her sarcastically.
"It'll look nice, and keep motel guests off the property." She reminded him sleepily. "I'm tired of people coming up to the house and ringing the bell. It's creepy."
Alex grumbled something. He'd installed cameras around the motel and house with motion alerts. All of them going to Norma's phone so she could know when a guest was down at her motel. Still, sometimes she turned the alerts off when there were many guests and then people came up to the house. All of them entitled tourists who honestly thought she ran a bed and breakfast out of the large house.
"You know, I think I'm going to like having you all to myself now." She said rolling over in bed to see him face to face. Her hair was a mess and she still looked pretty without her make-up on. Her feet moved over his in a playful game of footsie.
"Oh yeah?" He asked sensing her intentions.
He'd never grown bored or uninterested in his wife. Alex had worried that he and Norma would somehow lose that magic that they had felt towards each other. That the sneaking around had been what was so exciting when they were first together. That the baby and her birth would somehow tarnish their sex life.
While it had been a little difficult at times, as soon as Lulu slept through the night, her parents would hide away like naughty teenagers, trying not to get caught.
Now that their daughter was far more vocal and mobile, they had to be extra secretive. As though they were right back in the early days of the pandemic when Norma would sneak down to his motel room, hoping not to get caught.
She smelled good. Of the soap she used and shampoo. Her body having only slightly changed from having his baby. The idea that they had made a small, beautiful life together still made him very happy. Like his life meant more now and Norma had become this valuable and sacred person to him. That their daughter was an irreplaceable treasure that had to be cherished more than either one of them.
Norma let out a giggle as soon a his breath hit her ear and a their morning bliss was interrupted by Lulu.
"Mommy!" She called out. Her voice carrying through the wall that separated them. "Mommy, I want daddy!"
Norma sighed and Alex felt a rare annoyance at his daughter. She was already far too spoiled and demanding.
"It's all you, Prince Charming." Norma teased with a smile.
Alex looked between his wife and the door to Lulu's bedroom.
"I think we should move her to your craft room today." He decided.
"Alright." Norma giggled. "You go in and tell her that. I'm sure she'll-"
"MOMMY! Mommy I want DADDY!" Lulu screamed with more enthusiasm.
"Handle the news well." Norma finished with a laugh.
Alex threw back the covers.
"Alright, young lady." He called and left his wife to check on Lulu.