It Doesn't Seem Like Christmas

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     I ended up staying up late, so Charisse had to come upstairs and get me.  She was miffed I was not ready.   "We have to get to church.   What seems to be the problem, Jade?"  I began to cry.  "Look, my mom is going away to Christmas and I feel a little blue.   My mom is the most important person in my life.   I'm sorry..."  She hugged me and said, "No.  It is very understandable.   My mom left me when's he dropped me off at the Charlton School.   Now, let's get dressed and put on a smile."  She was right and my mom was happy.   My crying would make her feel bad.  So, I was going to be brave.  I got dressed and we barely made the service.   Thne we went for Christmas at my mom's house.   Charisse seemed to warm up to Johnny.  "I bought a red, which you love," she told him.   I was wondering if she had feelings for him and maybe saw my mom and myself as gateways to him.   My mom had sex with him and I was his child.    Just asked me that the other day.  I would find out my mom 'confided' in her and she pursued my mom for a short time, but my mom wasn't her "type".   


    Mom looked adorable with her short hair,black dress, and  the best accessory of all was that she was loved.   


     "You look smashing Amy," Charisse tells me.

"Thank you.   You look great.  I love that shade of blue.  Alice blue suits you."

"Thanks.   That's the color I decorate my home and Jade has done a beautiful job at painting flowers everywhere."  

"You should see a dresser she has painted in my closet.  Go check it out," Mom told her.   

"I shall."   


    Charisse took my hand and we went into her room.  It was immaculate and smelled of Sauvage and sandalwood.    I walked into her closet and she says, "She is quite stylish for a big girl."  I showed her the dresser and she said, "Girl, you need to quit the law firm and work on this full time."  Charisse opened the drawer and said , "Wow!  Your mom has nice panties for a fat woman."   I looked at her, she was now in her bra drawer.   "I don't know how Johnny can like those things," she said.  I slammed the drawer.   She'd kill me if she walked in.   She laughed.   "Like this drawer," she said opening the bedside drawer, with the 9 inch dildo.   "I'd touch it but you know..."   I shut the drawer and we walked out.   


     The food was delicious.   Johnny talked about how he was going to take mom to Europe to meet his friends and next year was planning a wedding.  I was happy for my mom and Johnny.   Hannah was in her own way, too.   I sort of wished they would have done that if he would have taken my mom's call.   However, I look across the table and am thankful for my sister.   She's the prettiest, most ambitious girl i know.   Rob was ambitious when he was young, but alcohol and power dulled that.  After dinner, we opened presents and talked.   JOhnny and Mom got me a lot of cute clothes, a few books, and mom wrote me a nice card.  "I'd like to thank you for being my best gift ever and getting me and Johnny back together.  I cannot thank you enough.  I love you."


      After I helped my mom clean up, I gave her a big hug and said I would pick them up on the 29th.   Then we left.  Charisse came up for a few minutes but she had a busy day at the shelter the next day.   She and I had a nightcap of her eating me out and she me, and then she left.   "See you tomorrow, Jade."   

    I laid in bed and read until about midnight.    I guess my mom DID like Charisse, but she said, "My parents never would approve.  Plus, Johnny is heavy on my mind all of the time.  Plus, I feel like she doesn't like Jade.   I brought her over a few days ago and she said, "She's not asleep.  I can't do anything with you."   I think she's sort of a picky bitch to be honest.   She gets mad I bring fast food over, or that I stink a little.  I have been working all day.  I am a big woman.   Johnny NEVER  complained.   We always cleaned each other up or took a shower together.   No man washes boobs as good as Johnny.  He is also very caring when he cleans those crevices between my legs.   He is so gentle and I miss that so, so much..."   


      I blinked away a few tears and I went to sleep.   

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