Strong to explicit sexual content depending on how uptight you are.
Summary: Jonathan meets Sidi's parents.
Chapter 5 - Mama and Papa
They met at his house in the morning and had breakfast together on the porch. Lunch and dinner were to be spent with Sidi's parents. Jonathan was not hungry.
"If they hate me do I have to stay the 'ole time?"
"If they hate you they'll throw you out."
"They won't shoot me?"
"Only if you're lucky."
Jonathan and Sidi spent the morning practicing the meeting with her parents.
"Don't wave your hands so much"
"I'm nervous"
"I know love." Pity was in her voice. "Don't sashay, walk."
"I DO NOT SASHAY"
"Actually Jonathan," it was so painful to tell him, "you do.."
He didn't feel any more confident as they walked though the fields and woods at lunchtime. The "rehearsal" made him feel as if there were nothing about him his wife really liked. Why would anyone else?
"He's going to shoot me. I know he's going to shoot me.
She half laughed half pleaded. "Stop it."
They reached the river. Jonathan pulled her down into the grass.
"Oh lets just stay here." He whispered into her ear his lips caressing her cheek and ear as he tugged at his belt and unloosened his trousers. He was on top of her, his hand up her skirt hoping she'd change her mind and chuck the whole idea for an afternoon of passion in the woods.
"Jonathan!" she snapped slapping his hands away and getting to her feet continuing toward the gypsy camp. Jonathan was shocked. She apparently wasn't aroused. Damn he thought she was supposed to be a slave to passion. Women were always supposed to melt in submission when men touched them. It always seemed to work for his father with his women. Of course, his fathers women didn't get pregnant either he thought. Somehow it didn't occur to Jonathan that both of his mothers at one time were "one of James Sparrow's women." He fumbled to redress himself and ran to catch up to Sidi.
"Don't be mad." he groveled out of breath and wishing she'd slow down.
As if she read his mind she stopped. " Stop panicking. I've already told them about you."
"You did??"
He bowed in thanks to her hands together as if praying. Relief.
"This isn't going to be a shock then..."
"Oh it will be a shock alright but you don't have anything to worry about. We're not telling them about the baby."
He remembered his encounter with his mother. "I doubt that Luv."
It went well. Sidi's parents were welcoming and friendly. Sidi had prepped them thoroughly. He was offered food and drinks and was made to feel quite comfortable considering the situation. Mr. and Mrs. Ross started the interrogation by asking questions
Jonathan knew they already had answers to.
"Jack," Mr. Ross asked "you and Sidi you meet how?"
(Jack?) The volume of the man's voice made him wince.
"Its Jonathan Sir. Um, We were walking in the woods."
(Oh she caught me watching her bathing naked while trespassing on my
family's property and made me make love to her all afternoon Sir.)
Mrs. Ross laughed at his lack of detail on the event attributing it
to "Jack" being a nonromantic Gadjo.
(Why do they keep calling me Jack?)
Jonathan couldn't remember how Sidi's version of the story went. She would probably argue the "made me make love" part. .His unsuspecting In-Laws questioned him about his family and plans for the future. They feigned interest in mapmaking but seemed a bit impressed and encouraged him to talk about the profession his father and brothers had forced on him. They talked of Gypsy culture and encouraged him to ask questions and learn. Sidi sat silent or scurried around behaving like his obedient handmaiden. That'll stop when we walk out the door. He thought wistfully.
"Mr. and Mrs. Ross" Jonathan blurted out suddenly. "I love Sidi and
I want to marry her."
It was so sudden that Sidi choked on the food she had just put in her
mouth. Mr. and Mrs. Ross paused. Sidi shot him a look that said
what are you doing?
"We can see that Jack." Mrs. Ross smiled.
They made no pretense that a non-gypsy was their lifelong dream for their daughter but remained friendly and talkative throughout the meal. Jonathan was miserable that he had made a fool of himself. Mrs. Ross suggested the couple to spend time together alone after
lunch. Sidi showed him around the camp explaining anything he had an interest in.
"We practiced this all morning and that wasn't the script. What
happened to the respecting of the Romany ways speech Jonathan?"
"That would be Jack."
She laughed "Oh yes" She stressed the name. JACK sorry."
"You do know they wanted us out of there."
Sidi laughed. "Jonathan wouldn't you? They need time to talk about
us."
"You mean to dissect me."
"Uh-huh."
They walked the grounds. Aggressively Jonathan pursued the idea of making love in one of the wagons. Sidi threatened to curse him if he didn't behave himself but soon relented and this time he got his way as usual.
She was completely naked in her wagon with a man and her parents were nearby. It exited her more then she ever imagined it could. Sidi wondered if he felt as excited making love in his parent's home as she did in the wagon. She was a bit more aggressive, a bit more demanding. Tongues probed and hands caressed. She climbed on top of him and straddled him. He pulled her closer to him kneading her flesh and moaning her name as her breasts brushed his chest. Her hair fell into his face. Her hands roamed his body and her mouth followed suit. She suddenly wanted him desperately and would not stop until she had tasted and caressed every part of him. When he could stand it no longer he pulled her down onto him and finally, through labored breath their bodies moved together. He moaned loudly "Oh God." She let out a little cry of pleasure. The pace became frantic and explosive and soon the lovers lay exhausted in each other's arms. He was in awe of the effect the wagon had on his wife.
Jonathan seriously considered becoming a gypsy.
"Do you suppose the wagon shook?" he asked as they washed and dressed.
"Oh please one can dream." she rolled her eyes as they climbed out of the
exquisitely carved green, and gold wagon, she knew that it probably did but
he didn't need to know that.
They started back to the tent.
"You don't think we're having hedge-hog for dinner do you?"
The look on his face had her laughing until her stomach hurt. They entered the tent to the smiles and hugs of her parents.
"You sit down Jack here by me" her father pulled out the chair beside him.
"It's Jonathan Sir." Jonathan sat.
" Jack, you send your father here we talk yes?"
"Yes Sir."
Mrs. Ross and Sidi served dinner. It was with twinkling eyes the women slowly served the vegetables, bread and wine.
"You eat Jack. No need wait for us" Mrs. Ross smiled at him.
Jonathan started to eat. He peered over the bowl as the ladies placed the main dish on
the table.
"What is it?"
Sidi smiled "Xaimoko" and "Pertia"
He looked up at her like a little boy waiting for bad tonic.
"Rabbit Stew"
Jonathan exhaled relieved.
"with jellied pigs feet and ears."
"Great" he breathed his face betraying his repulsion.
"So Jack you like Romany food yes? Mr. Ross beamed. Mr. Ross
slapped the boy on the back.
"Yes Sir." He said mouth filled with food he was trying to force down.
"Just wait for the Pliashka Jack!!"
"Yes JACK" Sidi was enjoying his misery. "You will love the
Hedgehog!"
"Jack" drank a lot of wine that night.
NEXT - The Bride Price
Summary: Jonathan meets Sidi's parents.
Chapter 5 - Mama and Papa
They met at his house in the morning and had breakfast together on the porch. Lunch and dinner were to be spent with Sidi's parents. Jonathan was not hungry.
"If they hate me do I have to stay the 'ole time?"
"If they hate you they'll throw you out."
"They won't shoot me?"
"Only if you're lucky."
Jonathan and Sidi spent the morning practicing the meeting with her parents.
"Don't wave your hands so much"
"I'm nervous"
"I know love." Pity was in her voice. "Don't sashay, walk."
"I DO NOT SASHAY"
"Actually Jonathan," it was so painful to tell him, "you do.."
He didn't feel any more confident as they walked though the fields and woods at lunchtime. The "rehearsal" made him feel as if there were nothing about him his wife really liked. Why would anyone else?
"He's going to shoot me. I know he's going to shoot me.
She half laughed half pleaded. "Stop it."
They reached the river. Jonathan pulled her down into the grass.
"Oh lets just stay here." He whispered into her ear his lips caressing her cheek and ear as he tugged at his belt and unloosened his trousers. He was on top of her, his hand up her skirt hoping she'd change her mind and chuck the whole idea for an afternoon of passion in the woods.
"Jonathan!" she snapped slapping his hands away and getting to her feet continuing toward the gypsy camp. Jonathan was shocked. She apparently wasn't aroused. Damn he thought she was supposed to be a slave to passion. Women were always supposed to melt in submission when men touched them. It always seemed to work for his father with his women. Of course, his fathers women didn't get pregnant either he thought. Somehow it didn't occur to Jonathan that both of his mothers at one time were "one of James Sparrow's women." He fumbled to redress himself and ran to catch up to Sidi.
"Don't be mad." he groveled out of breath and wishing she'd slow down.
As if she read his mind she stopped. " Stop panicking. I've already told them about you."
"You did??"
He bowed in thanks to her hands together as if praying. Relief.
"This isn't going to be a shock then..."
"Oh it will be a shock alright but you don't have anything to worry about. We're not telling them about the baby."
He remembered his encounter with his mother. "I doubt that Luv."
It went well. Sidi's parents were welcoming and friendly. Sidi had prepped them thoroughly. He was offered food and drinks and was made to feel quite comfortable considering the situation. Mr. and Mrs. Ross started the interrogation by asking questions
Jonathan knew they already had answers to.
"Jack," Mr. Ross asked "you and Sidi you meet how?"
(Jack?) The volume of the man's voice made him wince.
"Its Jonathan Sir. Um, We were walking in the woods."
(Oh she caught me watching her bathing naked while trespassing on my
family's property and made me make love to her all afternoon Sir.)
Mrs. Ross laughed at his lack of detail on the event attributing it
to "Jack" being a nonromantic Gadjo.
(Why do they keep calling me Jack?)
Jonathan couldn't remember how Sidi's version of the story went. She would probably argue the "made me make love" part. .His unsuspecting In-Laws questioned him about his family and plans for the future. They feigned interest in mapmaking but seemed a bit impressed and encouraged him to talk about the profession his father and brothers had forced on him. They talked of Gypsy culture and encouraged him to ask questions and learn. Sidi sat silent or scurried around behaving like his obedient handmaiden. That'll stop when we walk out the door. He thought wistfully.
"Mr. and Mrs. Ross" Jonathan blurted out suddenly. "I love Sidi and
I want to marry her."
It was so sudden that Sidi choked on the food she had just put in her
mouth. Mr. and Mrs. Ross paused. Sidi shot him a look that said
what are you doing?
"We can see that Jack." Mrs. Ross smiled.
They made no pretense that a non-gypsy was their lifelong dream for their daughter but remained friendly and talkative throughout the meal. Jonathan was miserable that he had made a fool of himself. Mrs. Ross suggested the couple to spend time together alone after
lunch. Sidi showed him around the camp explaining anything he had an interest in.
"We practiced this all morning and that wasn't the script. What
happened to the respecting of the Romany ways speech Jonathan?"
"That would be Jack."
She laughed "Oh yes" She stressed the name. JACK sorry."
"You do know they wanted us out of there."
Sidi laughed. "Jonathan wouldn't you? They need time to talk about
us."
"You mean to dissect me."
"Uh-huh."
They walked the grounds. Aggressively Jonathan pursued the idea of making love in one of the wagons. Sidi threatened to curse him if he didn't behave himself but soon relented and this time he got his way as usual.
She was completely naked in her wagon with a man and her parents were nearby. It exited her more then she ever imagined it could. Sidi wondered if he felt as excited making love in his parent's home as she did in the wagon. She was a bit more aggressive, a bit more demanding. Tongues probed and hands caressed. She climbed on top of him and straddled him. He pulled her closer to him kneading her flesh and moaning her name as her breasts brushed his chest. Her hair fell into his face. Her hands roamed his body and her mouth followed suit. She suddenly wanted him desperately and would not stop until she had tasted and caressed every part of him. When he could stand it no longer he pulled her down onto him and finally, through labored breath their bodies moved together. He moaned loudly "Oh God." She let out a little cry of pleasure. The pace became frantic and explosive and soon the lovers lay exhausted in each other's arms. He was in awe of the effect the wagon had on his wife.
Jonathan seriously considered becoming a gypsy.
"Do you suppose the wagon shook?" he asked as they washed and dressed.
"Oh please one can dream." she rolled her eyes as they climbed out of the
exquisitely carved green, and gold wagon, she knew that it probably did but
he didn't need to know that.
They started back to the tent.
"You don't think we're having hedge-hog for dinner do you?"
The look on his face had her laughing until her stomach hurt. They entered the tent to the smiles and hugs of her parents.
"You sit down Jack here by me" her father pulled out the chair beside him.
"It's Jonathan Sir." Jonathan sat.
" Jack, you send your father here we talk yes?"
"Yes Sir."
Mrs. Ross and Sidi served dinner. It was with twinkling eyes the women slowly served the vegetables, bread and wine.
"You eat Jack. No need wait for us" Mrs. Ross smiled at him.
Jonathan started to eat. He peered over the bowl as the ladies placed the main dish on
the table.
"What is it?"
Sidi smiled "Xaimoko" and "Pertia"
He looked up at her like a little boy waiting for bad tonic.
"Rabbit Stew"
Jonathan exhaled relieved.
"with jellied pigs feet and ears."
"Great" he breathed his face betraying his repulsion.
"So Jack you like Romany food yes? Mr. Ross beamed. Mr. Ross
slapped the boy on the back.
"Yes Sir." He said mouth filled with food he was trying to force down.
"Just wait for the Pliashka Jack!!"
"Yes JACK" Sidi was enjoying his misery. "You will love the
Hedgehog!"
"Jack" drank a lot of wine that night.
NEXT - The Bride Price