The Flu

Chapter 8

No one was insight when he walked into the private furnace. Actually a cremation was going on unsupervised. He walked around the alleys and heard some sound coming from one of the rooms. He made his way around to the door and there sat the attendant taking a bowl of porridge watching a football game.

Out of nowhere showed up Nella. Epy was startled. Before he could say a word, Nella was already talking to the attendee and whispered to him to go ahead with his plan.

Clever gal! No one needed to be hurt. Back in the car, Nella had thought the plan to be out rageous the moment he had picked the spray can and noticed it was supposed to drug someone unconscious. This would leave evidence of drugging around. They had to be careful.

"Madame!" the attendee jumped to his feet. Epy disappeared.

He didn't wait to hear what she was to tell him. He just rushed back to the car with a bed for wheeling dead bodies around to the furnace, struggled to place the bodies on the bed and quietly wheeled it in. He had just closed the furnace after throwing in the bloody carpet and other items from the crime scene  in when the other attendee appeared.

"You are not supposed to be here unless the dead are family."  he said in an angry way.

He had long beared and uncombed rugged hair. On his teeth he had braces, same as he did when Epy was young.

"Its you son! What brings you here!" he must have recalled Epy. He hugged him.

"All grown now! Bravo to Nana!" everyone had picked up on calling her Nana now that she had a grandson.

" Oregon! Lomg time it has been. Am actually writing a will and was asking myself whether i really needed to ne cremated and decided to revisit to see to this myself. " he replied mocking a laugh.

The other guy laughed too. The idea was working.

"All rich people do this you know." oregon noticed there was dust on Epy's jeans and the bed was not where it was supposed to be.

"Are you alone here or did you find someone in here?" he asked.

"Yes, a family guy i think. He was seated on this bed." he quickly replied realizing the mistake.

"Oh! You shouldn't be here. Lets go get a cup of coffee."

They walked in on Nella and the attendee laughing about something.

"Surely honey you should pay respect to the dead and not laugh at them." Epy said lightly blushing a kiss on her lips. Nella knew to play along and giggled at that.

"honey i was just telling him about your crazy idea of being cremated and he was telling me how ridiculous you were around this place growing up. You said you would never be roasted like some foreign or goat to be eaten!"

They all laughed at that. Epy winked at her as Oregon server him iced coffee. Their conversation grew and soon everyone was making fun of Epy. He then announced they were leaving and the attendees showed them off.

" You got dust on your jeans! " Oregan whispered to him as they parted. That sent a chill down his body. Did he know?

Once in the car both went silent. No evidence of laughter having existed between them. To Epy's surprise Nella had managed to sleep even in her condition. She woke up just when he had parked his car.

"You arr staying with us until we know you are safe. No buts! We are not to talk about this ever again! " he told her before she could talk.

Luckily Tommy was in school and Nana in some painting party. They were alone.  He took her upstairs to his room and showed her the bathroom . She had never gone up those stairs besides the kitchen area where she had always met Tommy with a bowl of corn everytime.

She just stood under the shower frozen in the moment. She didn't hear Epy join her until she felt arms around her naked body. She leaned back to his neck and took in the moment.

Epy felt her body shudder in his arms. She was receptive. He cupped her bossom and sent chills down her body. Caressing her she gave in finally and pinned her to the wall. Though cold she didn't feel it. The pleasure was way over the cold. He made love to her there and both felt relieved of the body shock they had been feeling.

She smiled shyly at him as he lay in his arms. This was the first time the pleasure they had shared felt so right with no rush. They never cuddled after making love, she was always up, pulling a skirt or pants heading somewhere.

"You are not going to a meeting today?" he teased her.

"No, its us today. I want us like this. No fear nor guilt. Feels safe in your arms." she said tracing his blood veins on his large arms.

" are you sure?" he had asked. It was what he wanted after all. He just needed confirmation.

"I am sure"

... Am ever avoiding to go in detail when it comes to love making, is it right to say am shy?... Like/vote, share and comment....