Monthly Archives: February 2018

Happy Birthday

        Wow what a present, what was your biggest birthday surprise?

The car had everything he had asked for and Carla looked hot sitting in this car, she was very pleased with herself. “This is what I want Craig.”

Craig smiled and laughed “Well ok.”

“Bob, I really will need that Mom car, but not yet. How much?” Carla asked as Craig took over.

“We’ll take it Bob, Carla wants this one!”

“It will be ready in a few minutes, let’s get this paperwork handled.” Bob nodded to the young man that was standing close by and tossed him the keys; then lead them to his office.

Carla was driving her new car following Craig to dinner when she noticed the smell of roses; looked at the front seat and noticed a red long stemmed rose and card, at the light she opened the card, and pulled into The Delta parking lot.

“Craig” she said as he opened her car door, “I found my rose and card.” Carla reached up and planted a big kiss. “I forgot it was my birthday.”

“So how do you like your birthday present Carla?” Craig asked as he escorted her into the restaurant.

“Craig did you just give me a car for my birthday!” Carla her face got flushed, Craig grabbed her arm, afraid she was going to faint.

“Yes honey Happy Birthday! Our tables ready” he said pointing to the back. There sat Allan and Mary Kate, Howard and Nichole and Marcus and Maureen all smiles and ready to join Carla to celebrate her birthday “Happy Birthday Day, Carla!”

“No KP duty tonight, Carla Happy Birthday, sorry we’re a little late” Amy and Blackie pulled up their chairs.

Carla ran upstairs ahead of Craig, and grabbed the pom-poms and nerf football, slipped into the t-shirt and called out “Jonesy.”

Craig was pleasantly surprised when she threw the football at him. Twirling around the pom-poms “Carly, what’s up” he started taking off his shoes as she approached him sliding between his legs.

“I love football players . . .”

“Hmm, a groupie, something must be done about this Carly. You know the coach doesn’t let us play . . .” He grabbed her around the waist and tossed her up a little.

“Ooh don’t drop me you brute, I’m gonna tell the coach on you!”

“Really, we’ll see about that” Craig grasped her waist pulling her closer into him caressing her before he gave her a passionately French kissed her “Ooh my . . .”

 

 

 

 

this car, she was very pleased with herself. “This is what I want Craig.”
Craig smiled and laughed “Well ok.”
“Bob, I really will need that Mom car, but not yet. How much” Carla
asked as Craig took over. “We’ll take it Bob, Carla wants this one!” “It
will be ready in a few minutes, let’s get this paperwork handled.” Bob
nodded to the young man that was standing close by and tossed him the
keys; then lead them to his office.
Carla was driving her new car following Craig to dinner when she
noticed the smell of roses; looked at the front seat and noticed a red
long stemmed rose and card, at the light she opened the card, and pulled
into The Delta parking lot.
“Craig” she said as he opened her car door, “I found my rose and card.”
Carla reached up and planted a big kiss. “I forgot it was my birthday.”
“So how do you like your birthday present Carla?” Craig asked as he
escorted her into the restaurant. “Craig did you just give me a car for my
birthday!” Carla her face got flushed, Craig grabbed her arm, afraid she
was going to faint. “Yes honey Happy Birthday! Our tables ready” he
said pointing to the back.
There sat Allan and Mary Kate, Howard and Nichole and Marcus and
Maureen all smiles and ready to join Carla to celebrate her birthday
“Happy Birthday Day, Carla!” “No KP duty tonight, Carla Happy
Birthday, sorry we’re a little late” Amy and Blackie pulled up their chairs.
Carla ran upstairs ahead of Craig, and grabbed the pom-poms and
nerf football, slipped into the t-shirt and called out “Jonesy.” Craig was
pleasantly surprised when she threw the football at him. Twirling around
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the pom-poms “Carly, what’s up” he started taking off his shoes as she
approached him sliding between his legs. “I love football players . . .”
“Hmm, a groupie, something must be done about this Carly. You know
the coach doesn’t let us play . . .” He grabbed her around the waist and
tossed her up a little “Ooh don’t drop me you brute, I’m gonna tell the
coach on you!”
“Really, we’ll see about that” Craig grasped her waist pulling her closer
into him caressing her before he gave her a passionately French kissed
her “Ooh my . . .”

Car Issues

      When was the last time you went car shopping determined to get the car of your teen ager dreams…

The gate intercom buzzed startling Carla, as she was deep in the closet; she looked out and saw Tim’s truck. “Well hello Tim, what brings you over today?” Carla asked.

“Just wanted to let you know we’re bringing in the brick to finish the garage, the weather’s put us behind schedule by a week. I thought you might want to move your car.”

“Ok thanks let me get my keys” she let Tim through the gate. Carla dialed Craig’s cell, “Craig can you talk now?”

“Sure honey what’s up?”

Carla tensed up and said, “I want to go to International Motors.”

“Why, what’s wrong?” Craig asked, hearing her take a deep breath.

“The BMW and I’m ok, just let me know when you’re on your way home.”

“Ok.” Craig scrolled to I-Motors on his phone.

“Bob Rida, here” Craig smiled.

“Hi Bob, Craig Jones I am bringing in my wife. I’m not sure what’s up, but I think she wants something sporty. I want the best whatever she picks. We should be there before 5.”

Bob said, “I’ll check out the inventory and be waiting Craig.” Bob starting searching his inventory, he remembered that Carla had been looking at a few sporty convertibles, when she was in for the oil change last month.

“What’s up Craig, you look a little bewildered?” Howard asked.

“Carla wants me to take her to International Motors, and won’t give me a
reason.”

“Want an opinion, Craig” Howard asked.

“Yes boss I do the past couple weeks she’s been . . .”

Howard stopped Craig. “Don’t tell me any more ok, if I was a betting man I would go with that clock thing.”

Craig looked at Howard with a furrowed brow. “What? Oh you’re thinking about the fact that once she’s a Mom, she won’t be able to play like she can now,” Craig agreed.

“Sort of,” Howard said shrugging his shoulders.

“Ok, but I’m still having the birthday party!” Craig hit the intercom as he pulled onto the drive, “It’s me Carla,” beeping the horn as he pulled up to the front door. He opened the
door for her and said. “Well Mrs. Jones slight change in our plans for the night, Steak N Shake or Mickey D’s.” Craig explained as they started down the road he asked. “Please tell me why you want another car Carla?”

“It’s simple Craig, I love the Beemer and all the class, but I want to have something I can just run into town for a spool of thread or the bank without standing out.” Carla stated as she sighed, “Mrs. S is treating me different. I love everything about my new life just want something I can play in. Besides I have the cash to buy it, I want a Miata convertible. I’ve
always wanted one.”

“Ok, if Bob’s got one you get it!”

“Love you,” she said.

Craig thought her pouty look, telling me you are in trouble now, will see about that and
just said. “We’ll see who’s in trouble.”

“What Craig?”

“Oh nothing.” Pulling onto the car lot, Bob Rida came out, greeting them. Bob stood
about 5’10 muscular build, bald, and smiling, very personable, of course he was a Marine.

“Mrs. Jones I have picked out 4 different vehicles that match your husband’s criteria, right this way.”

Carla looked over each of the models and drove two, Craig waited in the lounge.
Craig walked out when they came back in the Miata, he just listened standing back.

“I want that one Bob,” Carla said pointing to the used Silver Gray 2001 Mazda Miata convertible with tan interior and top, and luggage rack.

“Are you sure Carla, can I see it” Craig asked.

“Sure Craig, I really want this one, I love the color.”

Craig looked over the engine and inside, “Got some miles already, and not much room for golf clubs.”

Bob cleared his throat, “Actually you can get 2 sets in there Craig, if you’re not using the pro bags. And this is very low miles and a one owner.”

This must be a macho thing Carla thought shaking her head.