Fun With The Orells Ch. 05-06

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Chapter 5 -- Let the Games Begin

As I made my way through the family room and out the patio doors I could see and hear why Charlie was so upset and concerned. Jeanine and Miss Freezel were going at it tooth and nail. Though a full head shorter than Honey Freezel, Jeanine had a firm grip of Miss Freezel's hair in one hand and was frantically slapping at her with the other. Freezel was trying to defend herself as best she could from my daughter the "she-wolf" but Jeanine was aroused like a Tasmanian Devil, screaming obscenities, snarling, and flailing wildly. The other youngsters were standing far enough back to stay out of the fray. They looked on helplessly as Jeanine and Honey Freezel bitterly wrestled.

"You bitch!" Jeanine hollered. "You fucking bossy bitch! Why don't you leave me alone! Why did you come here anyway?" Slap... Slap... Slap...

"Eeeeiiii," screamed Honey in reply, "You're still the - slut that I thought - you were, AEEIIIEEE! You little spoiled bitch!"

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate yoooouuuu!" Jeanine shouted as she grabbed hold of the neckline of Miss Freezel's blouse and tore it wide open, sending buttons spraying in all directions. With her blouse now rent, Honey Freezel's black lacey bra was exposed on her left side, giving full view to her substantial meaty cleavage. Her breast flesh quivered actively while she sparred with my daughter. Jeanine's top got pulled down in the struggle, her cone-shaped tits exposed and quivering.

"Shit!" I cursed, "All right you two, break it up!" I carefully worked myself close enough to get my arm around Jeanine's waste and pulled her off her prey. Jeanine's arms were still flailing wildly and her legs were kicking in the air as she tried to loose herself from my grip. "Hey! Jeanine! Stop!" I shouted as I set her down and gripped her shoulders, restraining her. She was breathing hard and trembling and it took her several moments to calm down but she finally did. She looked up into my face with a tense and frightened expression, then wrapped her arms around me and began to weep convulsively.

"Oh, God! Daddy! I'm so sorry... Oh! God!" She wept. While I stroked here hair, I glanced over my shoulder to check on our assaulted guest. "You alright, Miss Freezel? Are you hurt?" I did not get an answer. She looked stunned and shaken but basically unhurt. Here hair, which was so nicely set when she walked in, was tossed and wild. Her blouse was torn and hanging off one shoulder, her bra exposed, her chest heaving from exerted breathing. She too was crying, quivering miserably as she did. Glistening streams of tears ran down her cheeks as she just stood there and trembled.

By this time, all the adults had hastily slipped on some clothing and joined the excitement in the back yard. Helen burst through the small crowd and immediately went to the aid of Honey Freezel. Taking her by the arm, she lead the once stately but now disheveled black woman through the patio doors and seated her on the family room sofa. Miss Freezel buried her face in Helen's neck and began to weep openly, intensely, as Helen held her hand and tried to comfort her guest. "I loved h-h-er, I d-d-did. Oh, g-g-god!" She stammered as the tears flowed. "That's all right now, Honey, that's alright. Let it out sweetie..." Helen cooed as she stroked Miss Freezel and tried to soothe her. Meanwhile, Jeanine had finally settled down and I was trying to get the whole story of what happened out of her.

"All right Kiddo, what going on? What happened? And I want it straight." I insisted.

She had her head buried in my chest as she answered. "We, um..., we were lovers once, daddy, me and Miss Freezel... my senior year at school... for a couple of months." I didn't reply but I know that I must have had a 'what the fuck?' look on my face when I heard it. This certainly was news to me. "I was so afraid we'd get caught, daddy. I didn't want to get kicked out of school and didn't want her to lose her job. She kept getting more and more demanding, and clingy, so I finally broke it off," Jeanine continued. "Ever since then, she's been a queen bitch to me and all my friends. Then when she found out that Margie and I were dating, she really put the hammer down on all of us. She was so mean to me, daddy. But... but, we did love each other once. That's what made it so hard, daddy. I'm so sorry I slap her... Is she OK?"

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