CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: FLUFFED AND BUFFED, GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN.
Early Saturday morning Jack O'Neill answered he door, "Carter?"
"Good Morning, Sir, I'm here to pick up the Captain."
"Oh, yes...Day Spa and all that. Come on in Carter, coffee?"
"Don't mind if I do, Sir."
"Vicky will be down in a few minutes. I hear the water running, she must be in the shower."
"That'll give me a chance to finish a cup of coffee."
Sam was almost finished when Vicky came running down the stairs, "sorry to keep you waiting."
"No problem, gave me a chance to have some coffee."
"Don't' know how you can drink that crap, it tastes like battery acid to me. Look what I got yesterday, credit cards!" Jack gave her a mock scowl causing Sam to giggle.
"Carter?" She tried to look contrite as she said, "sorry, Sir."
Jack turned back to Vicky, "Do you have your cell phone?"
"Yes, Dad."
"Well, go, be pampered." He waved them off.
"Thank you for your permission, oh Great and Benevolent Master."
Causing Carter to giggle again and Jack to do his mock grin again.
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They met Karen at the entrance to the Spa. When they checked in the receptionist asked, "Now, will you Ladies also want to be waxed?"
Vicky looked at her confused, "What the hell is waxing?"
The girl was even more confused, who doesn't know what waxing is?
Karen seeing the problem jumped in, "my cousin is in the Navy and was reported killed in action and was actually held as a prisoner of war for twenty-three years, so there's a lot about modern society that she isn't aware of yet."
"Oh, you poor dear. Well, we'll just make sure you get the full treatment."
As she led them back to the locker room Vicky turned to the others and whispered, "waxing sounds like it hurts."
"Hell yes, it does," Karen replied, "but just for a minute and then your smooth as a baby's bottom for several weeks."
"I'm sure you've had a lot worse without the benefits," Sam added.
"OK, sold."
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They were getting their bodies wrapped in seaweed by a girl named Muffin who was fascinated by Vicky being held as a POW for so long, "so they just thought you were dead?"
"Well, my husband saw me get into a car that exploded."
"That's awful! I bet he was devastated!"
"Jack blamed himself. I was severely injured so the people who took me to Norway for extensive Medical treatment."
Sam looked over and mouthed "Norway?"
"I was helped by these father and son Doctors, Odin and Thor...Askaard."
"OOO, I saw something on them on the discovery channel." Sam and Vicky looked at each other and snickered.
"So, if your husband thought you were dead, did he ever get remarried?"
"Yes, but they're divorced now. But he IS in love with Sam."
Karen's head popped up, "really?"
Sam gaped at her and sputtered, "b-b-but..."
"They never did anything about it, and Sam has a boyfriend now, or so she says."
"He's coming up from Denver NEXT weekend. I'll make sure you meet him."
"That would be great, we could have dinner, and we'll as Daniel and Murray, too."
"That sounds like fun." //then maybe she'll believe that Pete is real\\
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They had been wrapped, polished, waxed (painful), messaged (yummy), manicured, pedicured, and hair done.
"I feel SO good," Sam Said. "I am going to have to do this again."
"See, wasn't a good Idea? Now let's go find me some clothes. The ones that Jack bought me are great, but I can't have just two outfits."
Both of the others stared at her surprised.
"The Colonel bought you clothes?"
"Yes, these, aren't they cute? You would not believe what he spent on SNEAKERS."
"Oh, yes I would," Karen said. "I've paid a hundred dollars for shoes the girls and they outgrow them in less than six months."
Sam nodded in agreement, then said, "let's start with underwear." She led them into a store called "Sweet Dreams".
"Oh my God! Look at this stuff! My husband is going to think it's Christmas," Karen squealed. The others snickered.
"Can I help you, Ladies?" They turned around and saw a sales girl with nametag that said "Buffy.
//what is it with these names\\
"Karen needs something to impress her husband, Vicky needs just about everything, and I'll just look around and see if there's anything I want."
//oh yeah, big time commission\\ OK, let's get Vicky started trying on some things and then I'll help Karen special for her husband."
Sam snickered to herself picturing Karen's husband wearing some of the items in the shop as she started to browse. She didn't think she would buy anything but today had been an indulgent day. She heard Vicky in the dressing room, "Look guys, cleavage!"
Sam smiled to herself and went to look. //she's like a kid in a candy shop. I guess I would be the same, imagine not going into a real store for over twenty years\\
After almost an hour Karen spent over a hundred dollars, Vicky had spent several hundred, and Sam had even bought things. They moved on to a couple of stores and Vicky's phone rang, "O'Neill."
"O'Neill, here."
Vicky smiled, "hey, why don't you meet us in the food court in about half an hour, OK?"
"OK, see you then."
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Jack was sitting at a table in the food court when they struggled up with their packages. "Holy crap! Did you guys by out all the stores?"
"No, but we can always go back for more," Vicky quipped.
"No, that's quite alright. Why don't I take your things out to the truck, Vicky, while you get something to drink?" Jack held up several pink bags with "Sweet Dreams" written on them, "isn't that..."
"Yes, it's lingerie, now go take it to the truck." She waited until he was several yards away before she shouted, "and don't peek at my underwear, Jack O'Neill!"
Jack turned very red and hurried outside. Karen asked, "do you think that will keep him from looking?"
"No, actually, he'll think that he already paid the price and use that as an excuse to look."
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Jack came back and after they finished their drinks he and Vicky went to shop for linens. "The credit card company called and asked if maybe someone stole my card."
"What did you say?"
"That my wife had not been able to shop for a very long time and for them to expect for you to make the card melt in the next few weeks." He laughed when Vicky smacked him in the arm.
Early Saturday morning Jack O'Neill answered he door, "Carter?"
"Good Morning, Sir, I'm here to pick up the Captain."
"Oh, yes...Day Spa and all that. Come on in Carter, coffee?"
"Don't mind if I do, Sir."
"Vicky will be down in a few minutes. I hear the water running, she must be in the shower."
"That'll give me a chance to finish a cup of coffee."
Sam was almost finished when Vicky came running down the stairs, "sorry to keep you waiting."
"No problem, gave me a chance to have some coffee."
"Don't' know how you can drink that crap, it tastes like battery acid to me. Look what I got yesterday, credit cards!" Jack gave her a mock scowl causing Sam to giggle.
"Carter?" She tried to look contrite as she said, "sorry, Sir."
Jack turned back to Vicky, "Do you have your cell phone?"
"Yes, Dad."
"Well, go, be pampered." He waved them off.
"Thank you for your permission, oh Great and Benevolent Master."
Causing Carter to giggle again and Jack to do his mock grin again.
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
They met Karen at the entrance to the Spa. When they checked in the receptionist asked, "Now, will you Ladies also want to be waxed?"
Vicky looked at her confused, "What the hell is waxing?"
The girl was even more confused, who doesn't know what waxing is?
Karen seeing the problem jumped in, "my cousin is in the Navy and was reported killed in action and was actually held as a prisoner of war for twenty-three years, so there's a lot about modern society that she isn't aware of yet."
"Oh, you poor dear. Well, we'll just make sure you get the full treatment."
As she led them back to the locker room Vicky turned to the others and whispered, "waxing sounds like it hurts."
"Hell yes, it does," Karen replied, "but just for a minute and then your smooth as a baby's bottom for several weeks."
"I'm sure you've had a lot worse without the benefits," Sam added.
"OK, sold."
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
They were getting their bodies wrapped in seaweed by a girl named Muffin who was fascinated by Vicky being held as a POW for so long, "so they just thought you were dead?"
"Well, my husband saw me get into a car that exploded."
"That's awful! I bet he was devastated!"
"Jack blamed himself. I was severely injured so the people who took me to Norway for extensive Medical treatment."
Sam looked over and mouthed "Norway?"
"I was helped by these father and son Doctors, Odin and Thor...Askaard."
"OOO, I saw something on them on the discovery channel." Sam and Vicky looked at each other and snickered.
"So, if your husband thought you were dead, did he ever get remarried?"
"Yes, but they're divorced now. But he IS in love with Sam."
Karen's head popped up, "really?"
Sam gaped at her and sputtered, "b-b-but..."
"They never did anything about it, and Sam has a boyfriend now, or so she says."
"He's coming up from Denver NEXT weekend. I'll make sure you meet him."
"That would be great, we could have dinner, and we'll as Daniel and Murray, too."
"That sounds like fun." //then maybe she'll believe that Pete is real\\
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
They had been wrapped, polished, waxed (painful), messaged (yummy), manicured, pedicured, and hair done.
"I feel SO good," Sam Said. "I am going to have to do this again."
"See, wasn't a good Idea? Now let's go find me some clothes. The ones that Jack bought me are great, but I can't have just two outfits."
Both of the others stared at her surprised.
"The Colonel bought you clothes?"
"Yes, these, aren't they cute? You would not believe what he spent on SNEAKERS."
"Oh, yes I would," Karen said. "I've paid a hundred dollars for shoes the girls and they outgrow them in less than six months."
Sam nodded in agreement, then said, "let's start with underwear." She led them into a store called "Sweet Dreams".
"Oh my God! Look at this stuff! My husband is going to think it's Christmas," Karen squealed. The others snickered.
"Can I help you, Ladies?" They turned around and saw a sales girl with nametag that said "Buffy.
//what is it with these names\\
"Karen needs something to impress her husband, Vicky needs just about everything, and I'll just look around and see if there's anything I want."
//oh yeah, big time commission\\ OK, let's get Vicky started trying on some things and then I'll help Karen special for her husband."
Sam snickered to herself picturing Karen's husband wearing some of the items in the shop as she started to browse. She didn't think she would buy anything but today had been an indulgent day. She heard Vicky in the dressing room, "Look guys, cleavage!"
Sam smiled to herself and went to look. //she's like a kid in a candy shop. I guess I would be the same, imagine not going into a real store for over twenty years\\
After almost an hour Karen spent over a hundred dollars, Vicky had spent several hundred, and Sam had even bought things. They moved on to a couple of stores and Vicky's phone rang, "O'Neill."
"O'Neill, here."
Vicky smiled, "hey, why don't you meet us in the food court in about half an hour, OK?"
"OK, see you then."
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
Jack was sitting at a table in the food court when they struggled up with their packages. "Holy crap! Did you guys by out all the stores?"
"No, but we can always go back for more," Vicky quipped.
"No, that's quite alright. Why don't I take your things out to the truck, Vicky, while you get something to drink?" Jack held up several pink bags with "Sweet Dreams" written on them, "isn't that..."
"Yes, it's lingerie, now go take it to the truck." She waited until he was several yards away before she shouted, "and don't peek at my underwear, Jack O'Neill!"
Jack turned very red and hurried outside. Karen asked, "do you think that will keep him from looking?"
"No, actually, he'll think that he already paid the price and use that as an excuse to look."
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
Jack came back and after they finished their drinks he and Vicky went to shop for linens. "The credit card company called and asked if maybe someone stole my card."
"What did you say?"
"That my wife had not been able to shop for a very long time and for them to expect for you to make the card melt in the next few weeks." He laughed when Vicky smacked him in the arm.