Jem…Chapter 183

*Before…

Rayne pulls me towards the house. “And as much as we’re involved Angel let’s leave this to the boys, sometimes we’re not supposed to know some of this stuff.”

I go with her but look at her. “You’re saying that we shouldn’t know about this?”

She bites her lip and starts walking backwards. “Bikers and gangs get into stuff that are like the stuff from nightmares sometimes Angel. Look I’m all for girls being equal and all of that stuff and I’m also smart enough to know when something might be way too bad for me and that I should listen to the guys.”

I nod and look at everyone in the house as we’re coming inside. “I just want us safe.”

She leans down kissing me and pushing me into the front door to close and lock it as we kiss. “I know…I know and we will be…just a little more honey and we’ll be out from under them…Mike will be safe and Adam will get what’s coming to him.”

We walk in and Mike’s in the archway for the kitchen and looking at us and there’s this smile in his eyes and a feral grin on his face.

“Oh he definitely will, I can guarantee that.”

We’re all looking at him and Brooklyn looks at him. “What did you do?”

*And Now…

Mike smiles and he bends down and he picks up his laptop bag that he usually has with him and he takes out a couple of phones.

“Tonight when all the school closed down before the gig was going on I went to the school and I took out all the things that I had set up. I figured that after everything that has gone down with Adam that we might have to take a new angle on catching him with his pants down.”

I look at him. “You got past the janitorial staff?”

Mike exhaled a sad sigh. “Yeah pretty much too easy, the night crew’s not the old guy on during the day instead they’re a private bunch that pays only minimum wage they don’t really care enough to keep a look out past getting stuff done.”

He looks at us and grins. “Anyways I had them with me and I had all of the files and bits that I recorded on the and the phones so I kind of bundled the stuff that was mostly Adam and his crowd being bullies and giant shits to people and sent it out to a bunch of newspapers and online spots.”

“Case related stuff?”

He shakes his head. “Nope, I left that stuff alone but the rest the douchebags the people smoking up drugs in the bathrooms and the really questionable dating at the school which will stink of Adam’s father and the bullies plus Adam being Adam as much as I could get.”

Kimmie starts laughing. “Ooooh gossip, Adam and all this other stuff going on with his like dad it’ll be like on for sure when they figure out what they got and run with it.”

I think for a minute then slowly smile and nod. “As long as it can’t come back to you this is a good thing a really good thing with all the bullies that are there and the other assholes and this might make him make an angry mistake.”

Brooklyn’s looking at him. “You’re nuts, what if you got caught?

He looks at her. “I know what I’m doing hon, I wouldn’t have even started with the phones and the camera stuff if I thought there was a chance of getting caught.”

She says. “You say that now...this is dangerous Mike.”

He kisses her. “Yeah...I know Brooke, trust me I know...it’s just people like Adam, like his family are too dangerous to let them be untouched by the law. Hell letting them think they’re untouchable makes people like Adam.”

She mumbles something about… “Crazy cop…” and things we didn’t hear.

But I figure it’s something like crazy cop kid or along those lines.

Y’know there might be another story there, like why Mike does this stuff. The investigations and the charity MMA stuff he used to do.

Yeah I’m nosy...ish, kinda a girl thing I guess.

Rayne slips her arms around me hands actually being frisky and naughty and I kind of happy squirm into her touch. She breathes into my ear. “Let’s get out of things bae, you looked so good tonight.”

Oh...uhm yay.

And I really mean it too as we’re leaving the others as we’re heading upstairs and Rayne’s kissing and necking with me.

God I liked being touched.

I mean it’s not even new anymore but it’s still something that surprises me, gets to me inside my heart but it’s all the exciting stuff too.

It’s just part of me is still just that kid that gave up at some point on being with anyone.

There’s only so much broken that you can take thrown at you before their hate sinks into the cracks.

And I swear I don’t care what other people think about relationships like mine and Rayne’s.

Every time this feels good.

Good for me, good for my heart and soul.

God I like feeling normal, okay, wanted.

Oh...Oh yay.

We hit the wall by our door and my back’s to the wall and she runs her hands down my sides and then down my thighs and back up to my butt which she cups, and she squeezes.

Kissing, getting really deeply kissed.

Her lips on my lips and then there’s the glide of that silky feeling.

I whine as it all swirls together in the back of my brain, it’s a happy whine.

My breasts ache, a happy ache, my nipples are so hard.

And everything else is getting...and tingling.

We kiss like this for a few minutes and my hand roam too, over her legs and her hips over and over and across her bottom then up her sides until I’m cupping her breasts and just hold them at first taking the weight off her torso before doing more and her large nippleds are pressing through her bra.

It’s seconds after that we’re in through our door and kissing and sort of doing this dizzying spin walking all the way to our bed where we fall on it together.

It’s hands are all over each other and pulling our clothes off and it’s soon with our bras off tops and the corset I was wearing and alternations between kissing each other to sucking and fondling each others breasts and lots of good whines, sexy squirming, heavy breathing and moans as we get undressed.

All the way undressed.

“Rayne…”

“No...It...I might not be able to Angel but I want things equal, I want to see you because you’re beautiful.”

Okay I cry out a few happy tears as we’re doing things.

It’s freeing but scary to be fully naked.

Her mouth is on one of my nipples when her hand goes down there, touches me, not stokes either but the glide of fingertips.

It takes next to no time before I’m moaning and popping off.

She kisses me through it and takes some tissues from the nightstand and wipes me clean.

There’s no eeew on her face just a post kiss smile, I love the way she looks at me.

I smile back and roll over to top her.

And kiss her and then scoop up her breasts in my hands and kiss...yeah kiss it’s way more effective than most folks think, you literally kiss and put your lips together puckering them together on the nipple...then pull away.

They crinkle and get bigger and harder dressed in bits of my lipstick and those go with my kisses that have already left marks on her breasts and I go in and kiss again only this time I add a little tongue like she does with me pulling in the nib in and swirling my tongue tip around it like we’re kissing and she gasps and pops her chest.

It’s this combination of arching to get more contact and almost an involuntary muscle twitch.

If you’ve been with a woman and her breasts do this little spontaneous jiggle bounce that’s a chest pop.

I take it as a good sign as well as her fingers slipping in through my hair and pulling my head in towards her chest even more.

I nibble just a little...drag my teeth over them just barely and a squeeze.

Not hard, never hard that hurts and neither of us are into that stuff but enough for a waking them up even more touch, then it’s rolling them in my palms, that sort of breasts massage that you sort of give yourself once out of your bra or after a squishing sleep.

It feels good, really good.

Especially when other people are doing these sort of things for you...to you.

I keep it up between the kisses, use my hands while I use my knee on her.

Yes my knee.

A smooth leg, a bent knee is rounded and you just have to be gentle, careful, soft...then still..let her move, rub her vulva into the soft yet hard part her wetness makes it better for this and when you’re really in synch you start doing this mini bicycling like motion adding a little more motion and pressure.

Like I’m doing...until Rayne pulls me into her chest heaving and she cries out as she cums and I squeeze and roll her breasts and nipples as she’s cumming.

Then I slide my hands down and run my fingertips through her soft hairs down there and over her mound and then over and through her labia until she’s moaning and squirming then I sink my fingers inside.

I’m getting better at this and at reading her body, the way she moves the way she sounds too...the way she just feels right against me, touching me, the way she feels in and on my hand.

Again I bring her rocking off while her hips pump and then I make my way down to between her legs.

I love the way she smells, the way she tastes and making her happy.

I like doing this and lately I’ve been arching my body to press my budding breasts into the bed to feel them as I’m doing this.

It feels way...better, more real for me in a way.

I mean there’s no going back, there wasn’t really a boy to go back to in the usual sense of things and being Angel has changed everything in my life and I don’t want to go back.

But there is this sort of gap between trans girl and a cis girl in parts of our relationship...everyone has hurdles and stuff right?

……...oh...oh...her motion as she rocks herself against my face has my breasts running back and forth over our sheets and there’s this new feeling as there’s this little bit of jiggle give there...my boobs are coming in...slowly or it feels like it to me but this is noticeable and that knowledge going right to my brain and the friction even that little bit is driving me in such a good way.

We both get “there.”

I rest my head on her mound for a few moments and we just breathe and then she passes me the tissues to clean up my moment.

Yeah not much comes out past the first pop with me these days.

Rayne moves first and literally slides off the bed and we’re kissing with me definitely tasting of her.

“Let’s go get cleaned up Angel.”

There’s some more kissing and then getting our things and I get underwear back on and my robe before we go and use the bathroom.

Then it’s the first time we have sex with Rayne’s belted on friend in the tub.

All her idea.

And it’s me straddling her...and being covered in the water and the bubble bath helps with a lot of my dysphoria and body shyness.

So does the suds and Rayne washing me as she moves and makes love to me.

It’s still really awkward because I’m moving more like this, moving and riding…?

Yeah I guess I am.

She’s really loving and she tells me “Goddess Angel, you’re so beautiful, so sexy.” Rayne does that a lot and it helps with us doing this.

On top was scary...good...it felt good but scary and not good enough to get me “there.”

We stopped and she held me and kissed me. “It’s not working huh…?”

“Sorry, it’s just...being on top, me like this it’s...weird. It’s scary too Rayne.”

“Why?”

“I’m still new to this even being inside me, the thoughts of top it’s just...I’m having a sort of freaked out Jase moment.”

She kisses me. “I never thought of that, you seemed to like it other ways.”

“I…” I’m seriously blushing now too. “I do, I actually do and sometimes my brain’s still dealing with that even as much as you make me feel good doing that. This, this just crosses something.”

“Sorry, I was just hoping that it’d be okay and give you some confidence in our intimate times.”

We kiss again. “I’m confident Rayne, I love the other stuff...it’s just I’m more of a bottom girl?”

She nods and kisses me again. “I was just experimenting, are we good?”

I kiss her back. “I like experimenting too, I love learning about us, it’s just this was so awkward for me.”

We kiss some more and get ready and head back to bed...I hold her hand and tell her. “After it’s dry put it back on.”

Kimmie goes wide eyed seeing us in the hall and Rayne’s silicone wood is poking out of her robe and we’re in our room before she explodes into loud giggles.

And yeah we’re blushing from the encounter too but we’re grinning and I put on some romantic soft music and we put our towels on the bed and start kissing all over again and Rayne gets the lube and she starts with lots of breast play and doing to me what i was doing to her then her fingers sink in touching spots and places deep inside me making me coo and arch my butt up and gets me whimpering in a good way before she sinks inside of me.

I drape part of the towel over my bit and then we start making love and slowly my legs come up and rest and wrap over the curve of her hips and I fall into the experience, let her make me feel so damned good, sexy, desired, loved.

Rayne’s getting better at this.

I’m getting better at this, moving with her, meeting her thrusts…

And most of all letting go...out of sight, out of mind once it’s this incredible experience of pleasure I forget not being a girl or even a trans girl and I’m just Angel being made love to by her sexy goth girl.

God I could go on so much about the sex but...well it was deep, it was intense, we tried new positions and that was good too...the downward facing dog one was...loud...Rayne had my hips and found my spot...I was so cliche biting the pillow...fisting the sheets.

We both got “there” a few times.

It’s so odd getting “there” like this because I’m pretty much empty but the feeling still happens only slower, longer not as white hot electric but still getting there.

We wiped off after and Rayne gave us a spritz of perfume that mixed with the scents of sex and fresh sweat and I slipped into a fresh pair of panties and after we kicked the towels out of the bed we snuggled into this amazing girl intertwined with girl sleep.

Morning comes around almost perfectly.

The sun’s starting to rise and there’s that little drift of fresh air coming in through the few inches of window that I leave open and there’s the snuggle and feel and smell of Rayne and how things were last night.

Oh...last night.

Last night was good and I’m definitely feeling it.

I mean in all the right ways.

I lay there for a little while just smelling Rayne’s hair and skin before slipping out of bed and padding to the kitchen and I make a pot of coffee and as that’s going on I take out the jams and jellies, the peanut butters to get warm and then take a cup of coffee with a bit of sugar a shake of cinnamon and a little cream in a large bowl-mug and I microwave a doughnut with the glaze and get a smaller cup of black and I come up to our room and I kiss Rayne awake.

“Morning lover….” It’s a long sweet deep kiss and this time I’m the one to twirl her tongue and she blinks herself awake and I part from the kiss and pass her her coffee.

“Oh...oh wow Angel.”

“Some coffee and sugar to get you going and enough time to enjoy it.”

We kiss again and I take my coffee and a few clothes and I head to the bathroom.

Coffee, my hormones and my vitamins then a calcium chew fudgey thing as I get the shower going. I take a bunch of vitamins now because it’s just a good idea in the mornings. A multivitamin for women and vitamin C and the calcium chews because it just seemed like a good idea with a household full of girls.

I shower quick mostly to get awake and the smell of sex off and to get my hair fixed from the morning mess and then get dressed and head downstairs finishing my coffee.

Well worn band tee and extra panties that do the job and a pair of my thrift shop sweatpants and fluffy socks. I brushed my hair back from my face while it’s wet, well towel dried.

I head down and start breakfast by making toast, lots of toast and a little egg with cream and cinnamon for french toast and then bacon in a pan and getting that going and another coffee and I take out fruit and I make a fruit salad.
Orange segments, some banana, pineapple. we get fresh pineapple because it comes in a plastic tub peeled and cored so it’s both fresh and easy. I stir it all with a little salt to make it pop, add in a lemon in small slices peeling and all then I add sugar and yogurt and top it all off with a bit of granola cereal and a few frosted mini-wheats and I make enough of them for everyone.

The bacon is just bacon and I make a pan of grated potato hashbrowns from the fat in the pan. Just two grated potatoes skins still on, salt, pepper, a little onion. I start hearing movement as the smells are drifting through the house and I’m eating my fruit salad and a slice of bacon and some french toast.

I turn the oven on and put the hash brown full pan patty in there as I flip it and it’s crispy brown.

I’m making orange juice and setting up bottles of that and water for lunches and I make tuna salad too in little dishes with celery and pepper, some of the lemon and chickpeas tossed in sriracha and crackers and a separate doughnut too...Mike, Kim, Brooklyn, Rayne.

I know someone might think I do too much but I love doing this, I love taking care of us and making up for things that so many here did without for so long.

Kimmie’s the first down and she heads for the coffee and I set out the vitamins I have down here in the kitchen too.

She looks at me and grins and gives me a hug. “You’re weird Ange but you’re cool, my mom didn’t even bother doing this.”

She looks at the kitchen. “Yeah none of this.”

I give her a hug. “Yeah I know and she missed out. Now drink your juice.”

She snerks. “You’re not my mom.”

She takes her vitamins chewing them and she drinks down her orange juice and crams a piece of french toast in her mouth and goes for a coffee and holds it like something sacred as she heads to the living room and like a few minutes later she’s on the drums.

She’s doing Jen Ledger’s stuff and the only way I recognize it is that she’s been listening to it and sending me links on stuff she’s done.

It’s really cool learning about new artists, that there’s this huge girl forward movement in rock.

It’s a really cool thing too that Kim does this and that it’s a thing in the house.

We’re a band and this is stuff that happens, stuff that should happen because musicians play.

And that we get to even do this.

Brooklyn’s next and she’s showered but just in her long tee shirt again and she downs the orange juice and she gets a coffee and then she takes the vitamins and she swallows them and she drinks half her coffee before she shuffles to the living room and I hear her plug in and then she starts playing guitar to match and just literally to jam with Kimmie.

I start moving and dancing with the two playing as I take out the hash brown now all crispy and slide the whole thing out of the pan and onto the cutting board and then I slice it up like a pizza into wedges.

The house is moving more and more now as I can hear them upstairs and Mike’s in the kitchen and he has his juice and he opens a can and makes more up as he has another glass of it.

“Dry?”

He grins and blushes. “Yeah well….hey you’re a fine one to talk we heard you two.”

I blush but I can’t help but to smile and I pour him a coffee and put on another fresh pot of it to perk and Rayne’s down next with herself all done and ready for work and she wraps her arms around my waist and she starts to kiss me and pulls me in close to her.

“Thank you for last night bae.”

I lean into her and let her kiss me and I lean my weight back letting her hold me literally and I just sort of meld with the whole kissing and the mood.

When we break the kiss I say. “You’re welcome.”

We even sway dance together some as the others are coming downstairs looking freshly showered and like Molly and Carmen had some frisky time too and I smile at them and Molly grins and blushes and Carmen smiles but heads for the coffee first thing.

It’s not long before Kimmie and Brooklyn are done jamming together and we’re all doing the morning thing and all eating together.

Molly’s on her tablet at the table and she’s looking and checking through some of the media stuff and she starts showing us some of the stuff that Mike sent out already out and on some of the online news sites.

“It’s running already. Might just be a matter of time before it’s out there in the public eye and other places start to pick up the story.”

I take her tablet and look at some of what’s being said and it’s got no hard evidence of Adam’s wrong doings but at the same time it’s showing my old school for the kind of place that it became under the upper crust kids being shits to the rest of the kids in school and how bad the bullying has become and how bad the blase attitudes about both sex and drugs seems to have gotten too and there’s lots of stuff that seems to really point at Adam and his friends. Justin especially is getting a good blasting as he’s a little less careful in his bullying and generally being a dick to people.

There’s no responses yet from Adam’s side of things but it’s pretty early yet and these outlets had only gotten the stories and things late last night.

But Mike had apparently made some sort of fake Youtube account and there are links to some of the footage from there and the recordings.

The school will take a mega-shit over this.

I look at him. “Mike are you sure that there’s no way that you’ll be caught or like liked back to this? The school will freak out and the cops will get called in and stuff over the videos and things.”

Mike shakes his head. “Nope, everything was cleaned up as I got it all out of there. I didn’t leave anything for anyone to find guys. Even if they call in the police and the RCMP they won’t find anything since I wiped everything down and I still used gloves.”

I hold his eyes a minute and he’s right...I can just tell that he knows what he’s doing.

Brooklyn says. “They’re still going to come here looking for you Mike, some people know about you like Adam and the school will at least try and put two and two together.”

Molly says. “I took care of the evidence, even with them checking all the stuff that he used it’s been fixed up so it’s stuff that we’ve only been using for here with our net stuff and recording and everything even if they could seize stuff there’s no way that they’d get a thing. it’s all been replaced.”

I look at her. “Replaced?”

“I had sim cards for the phones anyways.”

“How?”

She bites into some toast and jam. “First rule of the Dark Net is to not talk about the Dark Net.”

Carmen’s nodding. “Plus if they want the old cards then the best pump the city sewers and then be able to like put together the bits and pieces Moll reduced then too.”

Kimmie high fives Molly. “Way to go hacker-girl.”

I smile but I’m shaking my head. “My life is so weird, I never thought that I’d actually be dealing with biker gangs and one of my best friends is like an actual hacker and hacking isn’t just a thing in movies.”

Molly looks at me and smiles this almost sly smile. “Oh course hackers exist, we’ve been hacking for decades on decades like most pre-computer hacker types were code breakers put something in front of us like a computer and having just as many secrets in a computer system and we’ll want to figure out all those secrets too.”

I nod. “You hacked anything of The Marshal’s?”

She nods. “Sure some stuff but the stuff that I could get into was pretty much just basic company like stuff all the other stuff has been in banks which have super security. I think anything really important that’s non-bank server would be gloved around.”

“Gloved around?”

“Couriers with either disc’s of laptops or more likely these days portable hard drives so there’s literally no online connection.”

Mike says. “Senor, senior, senior likely does a lot of cash transactions and handshake deals.”

I grin because someone else was thinking of the Kim Possible joke with the Adams’s.

I ask though. “What did you find out?”

She’s getting another coffee. “They’re big and diverse and not just owning the town but in the owning bits and pieces of international levels of things like companies and property...lots of property.”

Mike says. “That’d be the older generations.” he makes a frowny face. “Why build things when you can lease and then take over other’s work. It’s power in easy form controlling rents and real estate prices and even zoning laws.”

Molly nods. “All of that plus they’ve had so much going on with a few places like in Quebec that in order to get a real estate development going the province sided with them and did the eminent domain thing.”

Kimmie’s. “Booo, Boooo!”

I look at Molly. “So is anything that this has been doing hurt them?”

She nods. “Not so much what Adam two did but the RCMP investigation. That scares off investors always no one likes snooping feds. And there’ll be spin of them leaving as it trends. It won’t hurt them hurt them they can easily soak up the losses but reputation, pride and rich guys losing cash is like losing face or honor because in the rich reality making money’s past just money it’s counting coup.”

Brooklyn says. “I can imagine that Adam two lost a lot of legal business.”

Molly says. “It’s mostly a off business I think. I looked at it a long time ago and it just looked like a side business to have all of the contract and mundane business stuff all under one roof and even back then it was small stuff not like the big corporate business stuff, it did have a side line of suing folks though like to file against people and either cost them money or to run them up against court costs.”

I shake my head. “So legal but legal in the semi useful and dirty pool kind of law.”

Molly nods. “Pretty much and Adam two did a lot of that kind of law.”

I nod. “I only know bits and pieces of stuff about him but as much as I hate to side or think Adam Junior-junior is right his dad’s an assbutt and very likely a bully.”

Carmen nods. “At the country club he was one of those guys that was never satisfied with the staff and always had a shitty thing to say about folks in between the waaay too obvious sniffling. He was also a raging pig when it came to women as well and he didn’t reserve that to the staff he was a full on pig.”

I look at Molly. “Let’s keep an eye on this just to be sure that there’s not going to be someone connecting any of this to Mike.”

She nods. “Not a problem.”

Mike’s getting his things together. “Well I’m off to school to see if there’s going to be any fallout from things and to see what’s going to be going on.”

He leaves with Brooklyn going out to his car with him and Kimmie heads upstairs to get ready and Molly and Carmen actually start in on doing the dishes and I get a coffee and rayne and I grab a blanket off the couch and we sit together in the front steps sharing it and kissing lightly and softly together as we take a few minutes to just be us and together before our day starts.

Her watch beeps and she sighs. “I have to go I’ll see you tonight?”

“Definitely we’re doing Lucky’s tonight.”

“Okay light supper then?”

“Definitely.”

We kiss again and I watch her drive of and give her the little finger wave thing and mike leaves at the same time and I smile at Brooklyn as she starts her car to warm it up and then heads inside to get ready for school.

I stay outside all the way through the girls leaving for school until I’m in that cross between having my coffee all done and getting chilled.

I like taking a few zen and breathing moments.

I fold up the blanket and Molly’s in her spot at the living room tables and Carmen’s down stairs because the basement door’s open and i can hear tunes playing from down there.

Okay it’s pretty cool that she’s listening to girl rock now and I love the fact that Starlight Butterfly is pretty strong into the playlist.

I know there’s plans for the day with Dad but he has some stuff to do first and it’s early so I go into the kitchen and I heat up the ovens and take out my baking basics and I make some plain white sugar cookie dough.

I make a lot of it actually since I’m planning on cookies at the Fall Fair stand we’re going to have.

Once it’s made I roll some out and use a paring knife to cut them into butterfly shapes and put them into the oven and make cookies until I see Dad pulling in with the truck and Uncle Mitch.

I put the ones I have done into a tupperware dish and I head out while they’re getting the last of the hay bales and lumber.

“Hi guys I’m going to go get changed and we can head out.”

Dad says. “Take your time honey we’re in no rush.”

“Where’s Billy and Davey?”

“Working on a few things at the shop, your Mr. Walker asked if we could outfit a van he has for racks and shelving like things for his delivery and catering.”

Oh...that’s what they were doing, that’s cool that he went to Dad for the work to get done.

And Dad likely is cutting him a deal too.

Okay the thought makes me happy as I go and get changed into some jeans and some clothes better suited for work and i come down and I check in with Molly.

“You and Carmen want to come with?”

She looks at me. “Naw there’s stuff to do here and I’m like so much less than handy with things like that.”

She calls out. “Carmen you want to go to Trudeau park with Angel!?”

“No thanks I’m working, we can do that later when stuff’s like all set up!”

Molly looks at me and shrugs.

I grin. “Okay, I’ll be back later.”

she waves me off still fingers deep in clicking away at her keyboards and I get my things and i grab my acoustic guitar and I head out and Dad’s there and he passes me a hot chocolate from Second Cup.

We drive out and head to the park where there’s a whole slew of folks doing the same thing as we are and setting up for business booths and charity things like the Shriners and the Lion’s club and there’s even some from the Fire Department and from the Police and we’re met at our area by one of the event coordinators and Josie is there too with her truck and things as well.

I’m new to this but at the same time it’s kind of neat getting our area allotted and finding out where the power will be for us to get hooked up and then helping out as Dad and Uncle Mitch are building our things.

Which is a booth of three sheets of plywood that are held up with a two by four built frame and Josie and I are painting that...okay she’s painting that while I’m pretty much holding stuff and she’s doing the paint and then our Logo and I get to add the glitter.

I do get to string the banner I asked for and she put a rush on to make since it’s done and we set up tables three folding tables that she’s loaning us and have the biggest in the front and the two side ones off at angles for our stuff and then there’s Dad and uncle Mitch building the mini-stage which is another sheet of plywood raised on pallets and then a raised one right behind that for Kimmie and her drums that’s like only two feet higher than the stage.

See we’re going to jam while we’re here but we’re also going to give like lessons too.

People working here stop by to chat and stuff and i’m passing out cookies and it’s all pretty friendly.

The Marshals though have a pretty big presence here with a booth for the mill and a booth for the fish plant and then Adam has hired folks and I can see a booth for Blackjack Records being set up and it has a lot of really professional looking stuff there like posters and banners being set up and a game even that looks like a dart thing and a spinning wheel for prizes that aren’t set up yet but they’re not doing a place where his people will be playing.

And Marshal Industries has some big signs going up for a fences off area where we can see that they brought in one of those old carnival ride outfits.

Which is surprising since fall fair hasn’t had a real ride outfit in for this for years and this looks like the whole shebang. Like the snack trucks and the booth games and I can see trucks with ads for what rides they have like the Tip-Top and The Scrambler and The Tilt-a-Wheel and of course a Ferris wheel.

And there’s even an actual stage being set up with acts and bands being made and set up.

Yes we will be playing.

We start on the weekend and will be going through all of next week so this is all just getting started.

I make my way around talking and introducing myself and offering cookies and it’s kind of surreal at just how many folks actually have seen the show and that know me through it or have heard of me.

I’m not sure what to make of that honestly.

Dad comes over. “Just gotta let the paint dry so you want to catch a bite to eat?”

“Actually yeah how about we get take-out from Crystals?”

He looks surprised. “That, that actually sounds like a good idea.”

I grin along with him and I take a look around and ask a few folks if they want anything we can pick up from there while we’re going.

“They need the business I hear and while we’ll pick up stuff no problem uhm are you guys good with no change and leaving tips instead?”

There’s a bit of the word passed around and then there’s some orders and money being passed over and I take it all and write it down and then we head out with Dad and I and Josie in her truck and Uncle Mitch.

It’s definitely looking like this might help...or at least have them have a good turnover day.

You sometimes just have to pay it forwards.