GET GONE
The Beginning of an End to a Beginning
by Eduardo 

 Wednesday dawned with a heavy head and sleepy eyes.  Just did not want to get up this morning and laid there for half and hour until nine thirty, before throwing off the covers.
Woke up with a nice shower and coffee.  Its Liam's school review today at two thirty and I will have to leave here by twelve.  So not much work today.
I am hoping for an email though, as yesterday I think we lost one of the major affiliate accounts.  If that cannot be rescued its a huge dip in earnings and will take a couple of months to recoup from.  Wonder if you know who got upset and started chanting curses out again?  This could however be an ideal time for a radical rethink on business operations and how they are administered.  The drive today will give me time to reflect on this, but its definitely time for change.
Either, go huge and step out on a risky limb, or pull back and consolidate.

  Phew. What a drive. On the way out there was a massive fatal accident on M26 and motorway was closed for ten miles. To make matters worse I missed the Seveoaks turn off and toured half of Kent to reach there with only minutes to spare.
The good news is that Liam is doing brilliant. The school say he needs congratulating for such a fine effort and he may make boy of the year.   I felt so proud I almost cried.

  After spending a little time with him I set off home at four, allowing two hours drive home. Of course the rush hour did not help and I arrived at seven twenty instead. Jina phoned to say she was already here and waiting as I turned into the street.

  A quick shower later, I settled down to a nice dinner she cooked and we watched a really good comedy romance on tv, Notting Hill.  I had always wanted to watch it, but like many other things Eliza hated any films with romance in.  I know why now, as they were too real and reality or romance was never her flavour of the month. It was brilliant. I laughed and felt a tear or two.  Absolutely down to earth good film. Jina thoroughly enjoyed as well, which made my enjoyment even greater.   Boy, how I've missed all these cuddles and romance over the years. I think I had become half machine, just responding subjectively to Eliza's wishes.  And look where it got me!
I have no love for Jina.  Its just a passing moment that we are both enjoying while it lasts.  So if I can feel this great without inner feelings of romance, I start to imagine what it would be like to be actually in love for real, even if only a little.
When I say love, I don't mean spiritual soul mates, but real close physical love. Sitting together relaxed and cuddling, laying in each others arms until sleep after making love, that real close satisfying feeling.

  Many couples probably don't have the opportunity to be like this. With the stress of work and families to bring up and so many things to do, there is maybe no real quality home time with each other. We have never had those problems and probably had the perfect quality of life, if only Eliza could have enjoyed instead of rebelling. With none of the usual worries or distractions, we could have been so emotionally close as true lovers and enjoyed a life others can only dream of.

  After the film it was bedtime and an hour of sensual experiences which needed another shower afterwards. We revisited the sixty nine and then a sixty six and some other combinations.  Jina is responding better and better to my love making and her orgasms are becoming higher and more each time.
Fortunately there is a school holiday next week, so she will only come on the Thursday to clean house and maybe cook a meal for Liam and I.   This will give her time to cool down some, as she may be liking all this a little to much and that could give her other ideas. Liam knows I am dating, but I believe in keeping that separate from our time together.   So next week its back to no sex.  With so many years of going without, I think I have adequately learnt how to manage.  Mind you, if Liam's tummy is full at lunch on Thursday, he might have a short sleep and there is always the granny flat for a quickly with Jina.

  Thursday morning Jina and I just relaxed, as she did not start work until ten and was already on the job. And get on the job was a definite yes as she climbed on top and straddled me.
"You are not getting up. Only up here."   She smiled down at me as she took my hard man and put him inside her wet pussy.
Oh, it was heaven.  She gently rode me for a while and then turned over on her stomach with bum in air.
"Take me."  she said as I got ready. "Take me hard!"
It got wild as I gripped the steel artwork on the bed head and pulled myself inside her harder and faster until we both exploded and I collapsed back onto the bed, puffing and panting as if I had run a marathon.
She cuddled up close into me, with little kisses of satisfaction and after a little while, I suggested it was time to get up and gave her cute little arse a playful smack.
Another shower, a cup of coffee and I left her to do her job in peace until four and went down to the lodge.
Eliza text me and suggested meeting for coffee at Starbucks in Kew, as she wanted to ask me a couple of questions. Being intrigued, I accepted and met her at lunchtime.

  After we sat down to coffee she asked.
"Do you love me?"
The question surprised me though, I have been thinking about the answer to it for some time.
I looked at her and replied.
"I don't particularly like you at the moment, I suppose there is still a love there inside somewhere."
The question was so unexpected and I know my answer was not a very good one, but I really don't know the answer myself.
So I added.
"Not sure what love really is at the moment.  As its not what I expected at all. In fact, I think it was more infatuation than love."
Her reply answered many recent questions about her in my mind.
"Yes, I think I was infatuated by you as well."
That was it I thought. We have just been on what must be the longest infatuation journey in history, sixteen years!!  That's why the close love thing has always been missing.  That's why love did nothing to smooth away any troubles we had.  There was no love.  Just infatuation, mistook for love by me and soul mates by her.
I swallowed hard, before answering as cool and unemotional as possible.
"Yes, a very long infatuation.  No, its not your love I shall miss. Its more like losing a friend, it leaves a hole behind inside.   But that will eventually fade away in time as I find new companions and experience new feelings."
I could not see her reaction behind the thick sunglasses she wore, but I think she was expecting a similar answer.

  We finished the coffee and I was getting hungry so I suggested lunch at the French restaurant nearby and we walked off for food.
The conversation was little, though just in case she thought otherwise, I brought up the fact that I was having sex with someone.
She immediately thought it was Bella and got upset, so I told her it was not.
"Is she white?"   Eliza asked, looking a little savage.
Gosh, I thought.  What the hell is it with this woman and black people?
"Yes. She is white."   I answered firmly.
"Oh that's good."  She replied, looking visibly relieved.
So she fully understood the no way back situation I added.
"It gets better. There are two."  I smiled
The obvious questions of who arose, but I refused to go there and changed the conversation to her health and weight loss.
She has a counseling session with the organisation MIND on Friday which is extremely good news.  She needs all the professional help she can get.
Then came the question about the Rover car. She had mentioned earlier in the text about could she have the car.
"So can I have the Rover?"  she asked. "I have a driver and cannot cope with all the shopping and places to go."
"What you need is a rich guy with a car."
"But you are getting rid of it anyway and you said the insurance is for any driver."  she answered back.
Call me an idiot if you like, but yes, I will give her the car and next week I shall part exchange the chevy and get myself a replacement.
"Okay,"   I replied. "I'll get things ready and sort out the paperwork."
By which time lunch had finished and I dropped her off outside the flats and went home.
The only reason I decided to give her the car was because I felt pleased at something else she has done, which is contact her Mother after all these years.
They fell out badly, from previous years of bad feeling. Like most that Eliza turns against, it was bitter and vengeful. I had to listen to her ranting's about the mum who didn't want her and a lorry load of fantasy about it all, including a liberal dosing of black magic, for years.
I have always urged her to make contact to no avail. Family is very important and blood should always be thicker than the water of life.
She tells me that they have been in contact and apologised and she hopes to fly out and stay with her a while next month. Its so good that they are talking again. Now its just the other members of the family to make peace with.
I know her daughter Angelina will be delighted that mum and gran are talking again. Angelina was the only family member still in communication and that was only because years ago I stood up for her fiercely against Eliza's vengeance. It cost me some huge rows and added to the fuel of Eliza's 'always taking others sides' attacks, which she will never forgive me for. But the result was worth it. I just could not see the final family member cut off over some illusion or other. Apart from which, I have always liked Angelina as a strong and correct person.

  So all in all, looks like Eliza's life may come together. Not the way she was hoping for with all the material wealth, rich boyfriends and fame on Hollywood, but with something which is far more valuable, in fact priceless, the love of a family. Maybe this will be the turning point and she will progress further into reality. I truly hope so. Though, knowing Eliza as well as I do, this is maybe just a healing process and, when she is strong again, off she will go on some adventure to chase yet another illusion, breaking whoever's heart stands in her way.

  Its that time again, seven thirty and my trusty cook come, housekeeper, come lover is here to fill my belly once more. I think tonight my man will be happy with the once, I am feeling a tad tired from all this romancing under the covers morning and night.

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