Traveling Vivian

Chapter ThirtyEight - Christmas Gifts

Traveling Vivian

Part 38

Within five days, the bumps disappeared. My irritation stopped along with the redness. I actually could use the bathroom without struggling and I was feeling much better. Olie decided to leave the potty inside the living room so she could monitor my urine problems. I stared at Ana as she thought this was probably the worst idea ever. They both argued more than usual ever since I got sick. I looked at Olie as she almost beat up Ana but Ana was pregnant and Olie worshipped babies

“How the heck did she get a urinary tract infection?” Ana yelled.

“I don’t fucking know. She probably got it from being the water too long.”Olie snapped back.

“Yeah that is a possible reason! But the reason I know where they get it often is when the kids are raped! The children can get it from people who also have the infection! Is that a possible reason?”

Olie looked at her shattered. “No! It is from the baths that she takes. Limit the damn baths!”

Ana made a sad face as she went away to her own room. I heard her slammed the door shut as she turned on her computer.

Olie grabbed a cigarette out of her pocket and started smoking inside the house. Ana hated when she smoked especially if I was in the house but Olie didn’t care. I stared at her as I sat on the toilet trying to go.

Olie was frustrated with me making grunt noises while she was busy smoking a cigarette. “Shut up! Can’t you just fucking go?”

I looked at her and stopped making sounds.

“Just stop it! You sound like a damn pig!”

I looked away from her. She turned the television on and started watching the show. She smoked another cigarette. I sat waiting for something to come out of me. I looked left and right as Ana’s video games on her computer volume shrieked my ears.  Olie laughed terribly at the screen.

I watched the clock ticked as the hands moved. Finally, I was fed up. I got out of the potty and put my pants back on. Olie gazed at me and then walked over to see the potty.  When she didn’t see anything, she grabbed me by the hair and slammed me against the sofa. “Are you fucking done?” She asked.

“Yes!” I quickly answered.

“Really? Well then I guess you still are constipated.” Olie shrugged.

I looked at her as she went to the kitchen to fix ourselves some lunch. I sat down in the living room. I grabbed Spencer out of the toy box to play with. It isn’t the best thing ever. I knew Spencer felt really bad for me and I couldn’t disagree. Olie was waiting for me so she can have her turn to play with me. I looked away from Spencer. I was afraid and I was ashamed of myself. I couldn’t believe I let her do these awful things to me.

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When I fully recovered, Olie took no patience to wait. She found the time to torture me when Ana was sleeping or if Ana went out to the salon. Olie would grab me and then she would bring me to the bedroom. She threw me on the bed and started her fondling. I would kick her and punch her but that wouldn’t stop her. Olie would tie my hands and legs so I wouldn’t move. She always started with her tongue and then her hands. I looked away each time she touched me.

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The snow fell heavily down the ground as the days got chillier. Ana cranked up the heat so our house was warm and fuzzy inside. I could not go outside since the snow would bury me. I looked the sky as the pink aurora covered the city lights. Ana was making hot chocolate for both of us while Olie was at work. I knew it was going to be Christmas when while drinking hot cocoa, Ana grabbed the box of Christmas decorations out from the storage room. She started decorating the walls and windows. I got down from the window seat to play with the ornaments. I covered myself with wrapping paper.