A Long Time Coming
Part III
Arrival
As Simon continued to lead Jeanette deeper into the forest, he slowly became aware of a feeling at the base of his skull. The only time he had felt a similar pressure was when the Wolfman had kept tabs on them after he bit Theodore all those years ago. Now he recognized the feeling, it was the sense that he was being watched. He wouldn't have minded if it weren't for the fact that Jeanette was incapable of seeing anything, let alone him right now. That could only mean that whoever it was wasn't friendly, or else he felt that they would have revealed themselves by now.
"Simon, are we almost there, it feels like we've been walking for almost an hour." Jeanette said, snapping Simon out of his daze.
"Almost there Jeannie." He replied, his mind only half on the response.
Jeanette blushed when he said "Jeannie", with her family it was a normal greeting, but with Simon saying it, it almost sounded naughty.
"Alright Jeanette, you can take off the blindfold now." Simon said as he stopped suddenly.
When Jeanette took off the piece of cloth, she couldn't believe her eyes. It was beautiful!
"Well, what do you think?" Simon asked, innocently, as if what he had done was anything short of a miracle.
"I can't believe you actually found and fixed up my old home!" Jeanette squealed, tears of joy starting to form in the corner of her eyes.
It was true that it had taken Simon a significant amount of money to buy the supplies and bribe Alvin and Theodore to help him fix up the Chipettes old tree house. But Simon felt that it was a Saturday well spent. Especially after seeing Jeanettes ecstatic reaction to what he had done. But the surprise didn't end there.
"Go and head in," Simon urged, holding the door open for her to duck into, "we didn't just fix up the outside you know."
"Are you kidding me?!" Jeanette squeaked when she saw the interior all clean and tidy, everything as it was when she had lived here all those years ago. It was as if the whole place had been pulled out of a picture.
"Oh, Simon," she whispered as she saw that the repairs and renovations had extended to filling in the picture frames, that had once held nothing, with pictures from the Chipmunks and Chipettes past all the way through that years senior pictures.
"How… when… why did you do this?" was all she could strangle out she was so stunned with the transformation of the tree house that had just last week been dead and lifeless on the inside.
"Well, it took a lot of convincing on my part to get Alvin involved, but with Theodore's help and some old pictures of Alvin's, I think we got it to what it used to look like. You didn't get a chance to see, but on the trail, we even put up some lights." Simon answered in his matter of fact way.
"Simon, I can't tell you what this all means to me. I can't tell you how happy I am to see my old house alive again." And with that, she rushed the stunned Chipmunk and hugged him so tight that the breath was knocked out of him for a minute. When he regained his senses, he embraced his Jeanette in an embrace of pure love.
When Jeanette felt his arms around her, she felt totally at peace with the world, as if everything was going to be perfect forever. And with that feeling came a new realization. She didn't just like Simon; she finally understood that this feeling that was always making her shy in front of him and this sense of total loyalty was Love. And with that she looked up into his eyes and said, "I love you Simon."
"I love you too Jeanette, I always have, from the first moment that I laid eyes on you, I wanted you to be mine." And with that he leaned down and closed his eyes as their lips met.
Jeanette had never felt a sensation like this; Simon's kiss was gentle yet firm, as if he didn't want to be refused. Not that he had any reason to be worried about rejection. With that thought Jeanette deepened the kiss, pushing back firmly yet at the same time remaining velvety soft. As the kiss lengthened, her lips opened to let him in deeper. When Simon felt her open, he slowly slipped his tongue out of his mouth to taste her. When the kiss broke, both of them were gasping for breath.
"Maybe we should continue this on the couch?" Jeanette hinted.
Sensing that she was getting tired of being on her feet, Simon simply nodded, still unable to form a coherent sentence. And with that nod, he led Jeanette over to the couch and sat down, where they promptly continued where they had left off.
As the creature outside waited patiently to come out of their den, he couldn't help but notice that the place they had disappeared into looked habitable. Since he would need a place to lay low for a while after tonight, he decided to kill time thinking of how to hide the path better and where to ditch the lamps that lit up the trail like a neon sign saying "here I am, come get me!"
After a while, the beast checked his watch, his prey had hid out for a good hour already. "Well, if they won't come to me, I'll have to go to them." He said to himself. But as soon as the thought appeared in his head, his prey finally reappeared. He noted that their clothes were a little more disheveled than when they had gone in. "This is going to be fun" he said to no one in particular, but still quiet enough that no one would hear him.
When Simon was able to find his feet, he noticed that the wall clock had moved ahead an hour. If he wasn't careful, Jeanette would be late getting home. She only had a half hour left until Miss Miller blew a gasket waiting for her.
"Jeannie," Simon said, "I think we need to start heading back to the car, remember how long it took us to get down here from the car?"
"Oh shit you're right." she said disappointedly, "and I was hoping we could stay here."
"So was I" Simon replied, "but to be honest, if we had kept making out, I would have lost all self control."
Jeanette blushed when she heard that then said, "What if I wanted you to lose control?"
At that, Simon let out a groan, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in for another passionate kiss. When they pulled away he said, "Another day and another time my dear, right now, my priority is to see you get home safe and unspoiled."
Jeanette giggled and blushed, "my knight in shining armor!" she teased. "Someday though, she thought to herself," I will have him and that will really be the perfect day"
As they left the tree house and turned off the lights, Jeanette took one last look at her home. Simon really had done a spectacular job with the repairs.
As Simon led the way back to the parking lot, he again had that feeling that they were being followed and watched. Knowing that twice was too much to be a coincidence he surreptitiously asked Jeanette , "Hey Jeanette, do you feel like you're being watched as well?"
"Now that you mention it, yeah." She answered cautiously, picking up on the slight worry to his voice.
"Damn, I was hoping that it was just me." He was definitely getting spooked now.
"Ok" he whispered, "you have your sneakers on, right?"
"Yeah, I still have them on."
"Good, now, when I say run, I need you to bolt as fast as you can and when you get to the car, get in and lock the doors until I show up." He whispered.
"What about you?" she asked concern thick on her voice.
"You're the fastest runner in our class besides Eleanor and you know this path. If you're safe, then that's one less thing I have to worry about if whatever's following us decides to do something" he answered quickly.
Again Jeanette was amazed at how methodical and thorough Simon was when he thought of something. "Alright, but I'll need the keys to open the car." She concluded
"Here," he said as he gave her the spare in his pocket, "now run"
And just like they planned she bolted.
At first the creature was surprised that one of his preys was running away, and then he realized that they were smarter than they looked. They must have somehow known that he was there watching them. When he looked again, the remaining one had stopped in his tracks and was listening, trying to remain as still and as quiet as possible the creature waited patiently. When the male continued to walk back to the park, he knew he had avoided detection. All was now right in the creatures world. Besides, he mused to himself, he had followed them since they had arrived in his territory and knew that they would leave together, all he had to do was take this one when he reached his car and then they would both be his to do with as he pleased.
When Simon stopped on the trail, he perked up his ears and listened for any hint of an animal or pursuer. When he heard nothing, he was convinced that it was just him being paranoid.
"This is what comes of years trying to dodge Alvin's pranks" he told himself.
Though he kept telling himself that it was all in his head, he was still glad that Jeanette had headed up to the car, by his estimations, she would be safely in the car if in fact anything did happen. When he started to walk again, he made sure to pick up the pace, just to be on the safe side.
All of a sudden, Simon heard a twig snap right behind him and turned around to stare into the black lifeless depths of the eyes of the creature. As he was about to scream for help, the creature held the shiny metallic barrel of a pistol to his temple and said,
"Make a sound and I will blow your brains all over the forest mate."
Simon thought that the beast looked familiar, until he realized that the face he was looking at was a mask, but he definitely remembered the voice. This man was one of the punks that Jeanette and he had seen in the park just that Friday. This was the leader of the group that had leered at his Jeanette.
"Hey!" the punk yelled at him, "do you understand or do I have to actually kill you?"
All that Simon could do was make a slow nodding motion with his head and pray that Jeanette had reached the car without meeting any of the thugs friends they had seen just a couple days ago.
By the time Jeanette reached the car, she had been running for a full minute, if it wasn't for the lights that Simon had put up, she probably would have fallen and busted her face on the ground. As she waited for Simon to come out of the woods, she tried to remember what it was that she had felt on the path watching them. Finally she gave up, not having words to go with the feeling that had passed over her as she ran away from the path towards the car, and decided to turn on the radio. After about four songs she began to get worried that something had happened to Simon. Almost as soon as she got out of the car and run back to check on him, she saw a shadow at the edge of the park. When it came into view, she realized it was Simon and breathed a sigh of relief, until she saw the look of fear on his face, and the shadow behind him.
"Get out of the car slowly." The shadow said its voice thick with malice.
"No! Jeanette, don…" as Simon struggled to speak, the shadow smashed the butt end of a pistol down on top of his head.
"I told your little boyfriend not to speak. Apparently he's a little hard of hearing."
"Simon!" Jeanette screamed in horror, "What have you done?!"
"Please, wake up Simon" she thought as loud as she could.
As he stepped over Simon's crumpled form he spoke "Oh, I just gave him a little break from being awake. By the time he wakes up, you'll have other things to worry about than his well being." The thug said this with an evil sneer as he looked Jeanette up and down.
"What do you mean?" Jeanette asked now fearing for her life.
"What I mean, you little bitch, is that I intend to take you, and then if you're lucky, I'll kill you and put you out of your misery."
"Why are you doing this?" she asked the thug.
"Because I saw you in the park the other day and decided that you looked like a good screw, whether you said yes or not." The thug answered with a wicked smile that would have the devil crying for mercy.
As he said these last words, he began to advance on Jeanette, clearly done with the questions and now ready to follow through on his threats. As he got within inches of Jeanette with the gun trained on the center of her chest, she noticed out of the corner of her eye a flicker of motion. When the beast decided that he was done playing with his prey, he reached out with his free hand and dragged her to him, as she squirmed to try and get free of his vice like grip, he laughed.
On the way back from the trail, the punk known as SlayR had filled him in on just what he had in store for his girlfriend. Needless to say, Simon would rather die than live to see Jeanette put through the perversions that this twisted mind had come up with. First though, Simon had to try to warn Jeanette to run like hell and leave him, for her own safety. The only thing he had seemed to forget was the fact that SlayR had a gun, a really heavy gun, as it turned out. The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain in the back of his skull.
The only sensation that enveloped him was a sense of falling, falling deep into a bottomless pit. Then out of nowhere, there appeared a light, and from this pinprick came a voice, a voice that said, "Simon, you have to wake up now, you are not yet done with your life." The voice seemed familiar, like a thousand seraphim in exaltation and at the same time all too familiar, then the voice spoke again, "Simon, please, wake up, I need you." And this voice he knew. This voice was Jeanettes crying out for help. He had to go back.
When Simon opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was that he was now to SlayR's back, this he could definitely use. Then he saw what SlayR was doing and the urge to seek total revenge began to seep up Simon's throat. "Calm down," he told himself, "One wrong move and you're not in a position to help anyone"
As silently as he could possibly move while keeping his balance, he slowly advanced on SlayR and heard
"What do you mean?" Jeanette asked.
"What I mean, you little bitch, is that I intend to fuck you, and then if you're lucky, I'll kill you and put you out of your misery."
"Why are you doing this?" she asked SlayR.
"Because I saw you in the park the other day and decided that you looked like a good screw, whether you said yes or not."
Simon was about to lose his self control and get himself shot when SlayR grabbed Jeanette and pulled her close to him to try and do God knows what. When she tried to resist, Simon saw SlayR pull back his lip in a snarl and bite her on the neck. When he heard Jeanettes scream at the obviously painful assault, he yelled and rushed SlayR.
"What the fuck!?" SlayR yelled in shock. In the instant that Simon had yelled, SlayR's grip slackened enough to let Jeanette twist out of his reach and run to the other side of the car. When Simon saw that she was safe, he charged SlayR, who was still watching Jeanette run away, angry that his prey had escaped him he turned around and fired the gun wildly in Simon's direction.
"I'll fucking kill you worm!" he bellowed as Simon ducked and came up in SlayR's reach. Before he could shorten his sight and fire again, Simon grabbed his wrist and twisted causing SlayR to release the gun. As it clattered to the ground and SlayR stood there stunned that this kid was faster and stronger than he looked, Simon grabbed his head, jumped into the air, and kneed him full on in the center of his forehead.
As SlayR fell to the ground unconscious, Simon made a mad dash for the car. When he got inside, he made sure to reverse over SlayR's legs, then put it in drive and peeled out of the park.
"Jeanette, are you ok?" Simon asked, adrenaline still flowing heavy through his veins.
"Yeah, I'm alright, the worst I got was that bite and being scared out of my wits." She replied trying to make light of the whole ordeal, "What about you Simon, I thought you had been hit when he shot at you?"
"Nah, if I was hit I would have felt it I'm sure." He answered while rotating his shoulder.
But when Jeanette turned on the cars light to find her phone and call the police, she noticed a spot of red on his shirt.
"Simon, I think, oh my God you did get shot!"
"Shit," Simon hissed out as the adrenaline wore off and he regained feeling in his limbs. He pulled off of the road outside a house and tore off his jacket, sure enough, right in the center of his shoulder; he saw a ragged hole in his shirt that was gradually seeping red. Just before he blacked out again, he remembered saying, "At least you're alright."
By the time the ambulance showed up to carry off Simon and the cops had taken Jeanettes story down, she had called the Sevilles as well as her family. Alvin and Dave went immediately to the hospital where they had taken Simon, and Theodore agreed to walk over to where Jeanette was and drive her home in Simon's car.
"Oh my GOD, Jeanette, we're so glad you're alright. Please dear come in and tell us what happened."
By the time Jeanette struggled through what had happened for the third time that night, skipping over the part about the surprise, all of her family had surrounded her in a hug almost as warm as Simon's.
"Mom?" Jeanette started.
"Yes dear?" Miss Miller answered.
"I want to go to the hospital and wait on Simon."
"Alright dear, I think that would be a wonderful thing for him to wake up to."
"Sheesh, the most my boyfriend ever did for me was, get me clothes I wanted." Britney said, ever the drama queen, "You just happen to get the one guy who will take a bullet AND a rapist for you."
"Britney! Shut the hell up! Can't you see, Jeanettes obviously broken up over the whole thing, show a little compassion why don't you?" Eleanor chided harshly.
"Enough, Britney, Eleanor, go to bed while I drive Jeanette to the hospital, besides, I want you to get that bite looked at Jeanette." Miss Miller said with a note of finality. The conversation was over.
As they drove over to the hospital in silence, Jeanette still being in shock, they passed by the park and Jeanette watched as the now listless form of her attacker was loaded into the back of an ambulance for the state penitentiary. Though this scene was grim, Jeanette couldn't help but feel a sense of calm settle over her as she realized that he would never be able to hurt another girl for a long, long time where he was going.
When they finally arrived and checked in, they sat down in the OR waiting room across from Dave and Alvin, Theodore was in the cafeteria trying to eat his worries away. After 2 hours of waiting in total silence, the head surgeon came out and asked if they were Simon's immediate family.
"Yes, I'm his dad." Dave responded
"Well, the good news is that your son is now stable and the bullet has been removed."
"Well that's wonderful doctor!"
"There is however, some bad news, it turns out that the bullet wound took a lot of blood and we are worried about possible infection, so we are going to keep him here for a couple of nights just in case. You are all of course welcome to stay here overnight or until he is awake. We'll send someone out to get you if he regains consciousness."
"Thank you so much doctor." Dave replied, happily
"Doctor?" Jeanette asked, "Am I allowed to stay here overnight as well? I'm not exactly family but I was there when he was shot." Jeanette asked anxiously
"Well, normal hospital procedure is that only family is allowed to stay, but we'll need to make an exception here for you, after all, your mother said to keep an eye on you in case that bite acts up or the shock is too much when it finally gets through."
"Thank you doctor." Jeanette replied
"Well, we'll send someone when he wakes up."
"Good night sir" Dave said still smiling with the news that his son was going to be alright.
When the doctor left, Jeanette walked over to Dave and said, "Dave, I'm really sorry about what happened to Simon, if I was able to fight back then maybe,"
"You'd be dead." Dave finished, "Jeanette, I'm not mad at you for what happened, I'm just glad that both of you are alright."
"Besides," chipped in Alvin, "My brother all but killed that guy trying to protect you. If that doesn't show you he cares and doesn't blame you, then I don't know what would."
As Jeanette sat there looking at the smiling faces of the Seville's, she felt a spring of emotions start to trickle back to life inside her. She excused herself and went to find Theodore and tell him the news. When Theo heard the news, he dropped his tray of food and hugged Jeanette close as he cried tears of joy into her shoulder.
"I need to go get some sleep now Theo" Jeanette said as she got up to leave.
"Ok then Jeanette, I'll see you in the morning." He replied happily and gave her another hug.
Jeanette found herself in the woods without any recollection as to how she actually got there. Feeling as if there was something important she had to do, she decided to start walking. As she walked, she looked up at the sky and gasped, where the sky should have been blue and white, she saw a blood red sky with black clouds. When she saw this, she started to run towards a light in the distance, thinking that there would be shelter. As she grew closer to the lights, she thought she heard something. When she stopped to make out what the noise was, the wind picked up and carried the sound farther so that she was able to hear perfectly what the ruckus was. What she heard was the sound of a man screaming.
As she rushed through the forest to help the screaming man, she saw that she was running right towards the tree house, the very place she had been not hours ago. Except this tree house wasn't fixed up, instead, it looked as if it had been 100 years since anyone set foot near it. All of a sudden, she saw a huddled shaking form outside the old door. This form was wailing at the top of its lungs but Jeanette couldn't make out what it was saying. Cautiously she approached the shrouded figure and tentatively asked if everything was alright. But as soon as she spoke, the figure stopped wailing.
Out of nowhere, the man turned around to reveal a weathered face as old as time itself, and it spoke.
"Why are you here?" it asked, "Can't you stupid kids leave a man to mourn in peace?"
"I'm sorry sir, I didn't know. If you don't mind me asking, what or who are you mourning?"
"I am mourning a death long since passed. I mourn for the other half of my heart; I mourn for she who meant the world to me." He answered cryptically.
"I'm sorry to hear that sir. How long ago did she die?" Jeanette asked innocently
"She died when I failed to protect her more than 60 years ago. This tree was going to be a surprise for her, she used to live here with her sisters when they were little girls, free from the taint and corruption of the world."
"Sir, I know that this is going to sound weird, but I used to live here." Jeanette stated, watching the old man for a reaction.
"That's impossible. The only people who lived here were the Chipettes." He said as his brow furrowed, "Young girl, what is your name?"
"My name is Jeanette Miller sir." She replied
"No, no you're not, I saw what happened all those years ago, you bear her resemblance and you share her name but you are not my Jeanie." And with that he turned his back to her.
"Wait sir," she said, finally recognizing what was so familiar about this man, "is your name Simon?" she asked, almost scared to hear the answer.
"Yes, but how did you know?"
"Because I know you, we go out, you're supposed to be in the hospital recovering, you were shot protecting me, and you are certainly not old."
"No, no, that's not how it happened, you were shot and you died in the OR. I know, I helped bury you right over there." He said and pointed to a low sitting weathered stone with writing on it.
As Jeanette approached the stone, her heart rate shot up and her palms began to sweat, as she crouched to read the stone she looked back to where the old man was only to find him gone. By this point Jeanette just wanted to run away from this place and forget she had ever been here, but as if some invisible force pushed her head down she read…
Here lie the mortal remains of
Simon Seville
Beloved singer, brother, and friend
April 20, 1991-March 31, 2010
"There is no point to living if everything that makes life worth it is gone"
When Jeanette woke up in a cold sweat, she found herself back at the hospital. When Jeanette checked the clock, she found that she had been asleep for two hours in a hospital chair. When she finally drifted back to sleep, it was to the dreamless, contented sleep of peace.
The next time she woke up was because Theodore shook her awake.
"Wha…Theo? Why'd you wake me up?" asked Jeanette groggily.
"It's Simon, he's awake now and feeling much better. The doctor is going to let Dave, Alvin, and me go I first and when we're done Simon wants to see you." He explained.
"I figured I could give you a heads up so you could wash up if you wanted." He continued
Jeanette smiled up at the younger Chipmunk, "Why thank you Theo that was really thoughtful of you. Now stop wasting time and go see him." As she finished speaking Theodore beamed at her and ran off to see his brother.
"This gives me some time to at least look good for him when he sees me" she said to herself.
After Jeanette went to the bathroom and washed her face, she went back into the waiting room and sat down on the couch to read a copy of readers digest. After about an hour, the Seville's came back into the room and told her that Simon was ready to see he alone. Her heart pounded a tattoo into her chest as she walked up to the side of Simon's bed and stood there waiting for him to speak. When he sat up slowly, he turned to Jeanette and said, "Hey there Jeannie. Sorry about what happened, I really didn't want you to get hurt. If i had known that that creep was out there, I never would have brought you there tonight."
When Jeanette heard this she laughed.
"What's so funny Jeannie?" Simon asked, "Seriously Jeanette, you're freaking me out, what's so funny?"
"You!" she exclaimed, "You get shot and you're worried about something that you had no control over." she continued to laugh
As Simon thought about his situation, he too began to see the humor of it all, "Holy shit , you're right." he said as he too began to laugh.
"I still can't believe what you did to that guy while you had a bullet in your shoulder!" Jeanette said laughingly, "If I was Alvin I would never mess with you again."
At that statement, Simon smiled and replied, "Well to be honest, the only reason I think I was able to do that was because you were in trouble."
"Yeah, you're my knight in blue armor alright." she replied with a note of affection in her voice.
"And if you must know, you have definitely earned a reward for "Actions above and beyond the call of Boyfriend"" she said with a note of sarcasm
"Oh really," Simon asked in a suggestive tone, "and just what is my reward for taking out that punk my dear?"
"Well, Simon, I'll give you your real reward when you're feeling well again, until then, this small token will have to do." and so saying, she leaned over him and gave him a kiss.
"Now, get better so I can stop worrying about you and we can have fun again." she finished stressing the word fun.
"Will do babe." he replied with a huge grin.
Simon sat on the hill overlooking the High School he used to go to with his brothers and the Chipettes. Now, the only way he knew what anyone was doing was when they called from their schools. Alvin and Britney had both gotten into Julliard and Theodore and Eleanor both were going to culinary school out of state. Simon had decided to take a year off from school and think over his life and what he wanted to do, which was why he had decided to spend most of the year with Jeanette. The two of them had decided to rent an apartment in the outskirts of Hollywood to be near Jeanette's school and stay close to their homes.
As Simon looked up at the sky and thought back to what it had been like, in the six months since the incident in the park, Simon had gone back to the tree house and chilled out there when home life had become too much, Jeanette and he were still the only people who knew that that spot is where they shared their first serious kiss.
"Hey Simon!" Jeanette said, startling him out of his thoughts,"Hey, how is your shoulder?"
"It's fine Jeanette," she had asked him the same question for about five months now and he was beginning if it had anything to do with the surprise she kept telling him about, "seriously, this is the first day I haven't needed any pain killers."
"Really?!" she asked excitedly and yet alluringly at the same time. "Well, if you don't need the pain meds anymore then I guess I can finally give you your surprise."
"Finally! You've been torturing me with this surprise ever since I left the hospital." He complained, though secretly celebrating.
"Well if you want to see what it is then you'll have to come follow me." She said as she stood up and walked towards the park.
Simon got up and followed her off down the hill and into the woods. As they got deeper, he wondered if she knew where she was going. After about another five minutes, he asked her, "Hey Jeanette, where are we going?"
"We're taking the old trail up to the tree house." She said matter of factly.
"The Old Trail?" he asked confused, "But I thought the trail I fixed was the only way to the tree house."
"Of course not silly, how did you think my sisters and I used to get home? This is how we would walk to get home from school; the park trail was so we could go to your house."
"Oh…" he said feeling stupid for assuming that there was only one trail. "Well, can you at least tell me how much longer until we get there?"
"Hehehe, sweetie, if you really need to know, we're there." She smiled back, and sure enough, as she spoke, the dark shadow of the tree house loomed up out of the gloom of the forest, giving the air a warmer feeling.
When they reached the door, Jeanette turned to Simon and said, "Now, there are two parts to the surprise, the first is that I messed with the rooms so that we can live here and save on the rent we're paying at the apartment."
"Ok, but are you sure there was enough space for two rooms, otherwise, one of us is going to be sleeping on the couch and I have a feeling that it will be me."
"That's part two, there is still only one bedroom and only one bed, but neither of us is going to be sleeping on the couch." She replied with a seductive smile that Simon rarely saw.
"Oh…" he said, then as the true meaning behind her words sank in, "OH!!! Seriously Jeannie? Are you really cool with that?" he asked apprehensively.
"Well, I was saying that, the second part of your surprise is inside, now get in here and close your eyes and follow me."
So Simon shut his eyes and grabbed Jeanette by the shoulders and followed her into the house and up the steps, then Jeanette stopped and slipped out of his grip and said, "Now, when I say open them, open them." Simon nodded his reply and waited, he heard what sounded like fabric being moved and after another minute Jeanette said to open his eyes. When he did, he saw that he was in the Chipettes old room that had been remodeled purple and blue, quite tastefully. Then his eyes fell on the bed, or rather who was in the bed. Jeanette had changed into a very sexy negligee and was laying down on the comforter with a look of love mixed with in with her embarrassed expression, and her body, oh her body, there were no words to describe her perfect figure and curves that lay exposed for him.
"Simon, you know that I'm yours and I always have been. Now let me show you just how much you mean to me. Take me Simon."
Simon was too stunned to speak, but he walked slowly over to the bed and lay down next to her and started to kiss her more passionately than they had ever kissed before.
"Oh yes," Jeanette thought as Simon began to take full advantage of the situation, just like she wanted him to.
Before the pleasure overtook her she realized that this situation would have happened eventually, because they were made for each other, this joy was a long time coming.
THUS CONCLUDES
A LONG TIME COMING
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