Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

7 years ago

Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

We chatted for a few more minutes until a Cadillac truck that looked big enough to fit all of us pulled into the parking spot. It just barely fit into the lines. When it parked the back doors opened and Becky, Dana and Carina flew out of the car with all their mini-skirts on laughing it up, and Ashley and her father calmly got out of the front seats, her father was driving. He walked around to us and came up to me first, holding his hand out for me to shake.

“Good to see you again Randy, how’s everything going for you these days?”
“Good Mr. Jennings, everything is really good. Staying out of trouble and everything,” I said.

“Glad to hear it son, really glad to hear it. And how are things going with you Mike?”
“Couldn’t be better sir. Everything just fell into place the last couple weeks,” dad said.
“Good good. Mrs. Stevens, Mrs. Wilson, and Ms. Stevens I’m guessing?” he asked Aunt Lisa.
“You guessed right, I’m Anna’s little sister Lisa, nice truck,” Aunt Lisa said.
“To be honest I hate it, it’s hard to find a parking spot big enough for it, but Ashley wanted it so I got it for her, but she hasn’t driven it in a long time, why not honey?”
“Uhhh I don’t need that big stuff anymore, a small car is good enough for me,” Ashley said.
“Oh, well ok. I’ll just sell this and get you a small car then. How’s the business Jim?”
“Going really good actually, I’m starting to get my name out there,” Jim responded.
“Well maybe we should go back to your house and you can cook for all of us?”
“The way they all eat, we don’t have nearly enough food,” Jim laughed.
“I can imagine that haha. Well enough of the hi hello, let’s get inside this hidden gem of a restaurant everyone’s talking about. The bill is on me, so feel free to go crazy.”
We all walked into the restaurant, the fifteen of us. There were more of us walking in than there were people sitting at the tables. We weren’t standing at the door long before Denise came from the back area and stopped in her tracks at all of us standing in front of her.
“Hey Randy, hey Rita, are all these people with you?” Denise asked.
“Yeah we decided to bring the whole crew with us out to eat this time,” I said.
“You guys bring more and more people every time. If you keep this up we’ll be packed!”
“That’s the plan. With food this good everybody in the city should know about it,” Rita said.
“How many do you have? We’ll push a few tables together so you can sit together.”
Mr. Jennings counted heads and stepped forward to the front of everybody. “We have fourteen Ms… Denise they called you? Pleasure to meet you, I’m Jack Jennings.”
“Hi Mr. Jennings, yes it’s Denise. Ashley’s last name is Jennings too.”
“Yes she’s my daughter, I know, hard to see any resemblance, but she is haha. She’s quite a handful at times, you know her? Has she been giving you any trouble?” he joked.

“Well at first, but since then she’s been really nice, especially to my brother.”
“I’m glad to hear it. Ok I know all these hungry people don’t wanna stand around and talk about my daughter all day, we want to get some food in our stomachs
right?”
“I mean, we can talk about me all day, I don’t have a problem with it,” Ashley laughed.
“Yeah I’m with Mr. Jennings on this one, let’s get a table so we can eat!” Chris said.
“We can fit you all over here, there’s two big tables we can push together,” Denise said.
We followed her around the side of the salad bar where there were two big tables near the window. We pushed them together and everybody took a seat, all the adults on one side and all the kids squishing together on the other side so we didn’t have to sit on the adult side. It was too tight of a fit so Ashley went and sat next to her dad to even it out. I was in between the wall and Rita, who was already starting to get touchy feely under the table since no one could see us. Denise had a mountain of menus in her little arms when she came back to the table.
“Ok here’s everyone a menu, can I get your drinks and appetizers if you want one?”
“We won’t make it too hard on you since you’re the only waitress in here it looks like. How about a bunch of pepsi’s and sierra mist for the table, everyone ok with that?” dad asked.
We all nodded and agreed to it would make it as easy as possible for Denise to remember.

“I see these party appetizer trays with everything on them, can we have three of those for the table just to get everyone started please?” Mr. Jennings asked.
“Sure, I’ll be back with the drinks while you decide what you want to order. We have an unlimited soup and salad bar and bread for the table. I’ll be back in a second.”
Denise left and Aunt Lisa put down her menu and looked at Mr. Jennings like she was sizing him up, and the whole thing made him pretty nervous for someone in his position.

“Umm, Lisa is it? Did I say or do something wrong? I feel like I’m being graded haha.”
“No, you didn’t, it’s just you seem pretty nice for someone in a position you’re in. I mean, you have all this money, yet you’re not snobbish or anything, you actually have manners.”
“You can attribute that to the way I was raised.

My mother instilled values in me since I was a boy. A rich person has just as much value as a not rich person. Having money doesn’t make me better than anyone, it just affords me nicer things. I tried to instill these same values onto Ashley, which didn’t work until the night of the accident, then she finally got it. I gotta say again Randy, thank you for saving my little girls life.”
“Don’t mention it, just don’t ask me to do it again,” I laughed and everyone laughed with me.
“See that’s what I mean. Money wouldn’t have made a difference that night, that guy whoever he was had his mind made up what he would do that night, and Randy showed his value by stepping in. You don’t come across people like that every day.”

“That is true. Everyone at this table has some sort of value they bring to it,” Jim said.
“Yeah, like Becky with her million and one outfits for every occasion,” Ashley said.
“Or Carina with her ability to make a joke out of anything,” Becky said.
“Dana with her knowledge of everything going on in the world,” Carina said.
“Or Ashley now, making amends for her old self and volunteering her time,” Dana said.
“I wanna get in on this, Steph with her ability to embarrass me at any moment,” Chris said.
“Chris with his knack to turn anything into a competition,” Steph replied.
“Randy with his ability to diffuse almost any situation in front of him,” Rita said.
“Rita being able to turn even the most boring things into a good time,” I said.
“Ok, we’re gonna stop with the kids because if we get involved something will be taken out of context and next thing you know we’re sleeping on the couch,” dad joked.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” mom asked.
“Nothing, see now you’re all suspicious, that’s what I was trying to avoid.”
“Yeah well good job of that Mike, now I’m curious,” Aunt Lisa said.
“What about you Jim, anything you wanna tell me?” Marie asked.
“What? No! How did I get dragged into this, I thought this was the kids being nice!” Jim said.
“Ok everybody let’s take a deep breath and calm down,” Mr. Jennings said. “I think we’re all getting a little hopped up because we’re hungry, so let’s forget about that little “conversation” and order some food. I hear the chicken parmesan here is to die for.”
“You must’ve heard that from me, that’s what I’m getting,” Rita said.

“I’m going for the steak, they made it so good and juicy last time,” Chris said.
“I’m getting the spaghetti, I don’t know who told me it was good but I’m getting it,” Dana said.
“That was me, I’m getting the greek chicken this time though,” Stephanie said.
After a few more minutes of deciding Denise came back with everyone’s drinks and a two bowls of bread and went back to get the appetizers. Almost everybody got up to get either soup or salad or both while we were waiting on the appetizers to come back. We fit everything around our area as neatly as we could just as Denise brought out the trays of appetizers, which looked and smelled very appealing by the way with the mozzarella sticks, sliders, spinach dip, potato skins, and a bunch of other things smashed into three trays. We all finally had our orders ready, which came out to five chicken parmesans, three steaks, two plates of spaghetti, three greek chickens, and Becky was the only one to get a giant chicken ceasar salad. Denise went and helped the remaining customers in the restaurant before putting our order in, which gave us time to enjoy our soups and salads and appetizers, which were as good as expected.