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L.A Connection; Part 4: Sequel to A London Extra. Ray, Hannah,James, Lemmy Kilmister,Castor, Lilly, Francesca and Cali
Topic Started: July 1, 2012, 2:02 am (22,574 Views)
Auluna Raie
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My god, someone put these two in SEPARATE meat lockers! Either that or dump some ice down James' pants. Wonder what Metchick here would volunteer to get that close :lol:

Hey, let Castor go boating in the Gulf Coast with some friends, I know someone that can set him straight :P
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Auluna Raie
September 11, 2012, 3:42 am
My god, someone put these two in SEPARATE meat lockers! Either that or dump some ice down James' pants.
Problem is, I think he'd like that! :lol:

James'll give Castor a kick, then a few lessons in nappy changing, he'll be fine! :heart:
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Castor better shape up that baby and Lilly need him. James Will kick his ass into gear. Although Auluna has a pretty good idea lol
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Shayniz21
September 11, 2012, 8:09 am
Castor better shape up that baby and Lilly need him. James Will kick his ass into gear. Although Auluna has a pretty good idea lol
Castor will find out soon that Anthony is his half-brother so that should cheer him up!

Warning to go inside the bunker: When Castor gets home, James will get mad. :o
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*sounds raid siren* Everybody in, go go !
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September 11, 2012, 7:38 pm
*sounds raid siren* Everybody in, go go !
:lol: Y'all ready? More comin'! :nanner:
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We’d waited past 7pm for Castor, but still he had not arrived home. Francesca had cooked a beef roast while James had awkwardly helped in the kitchen. I sat across the lounge watching them both play house like some out-of-date thanksgiving past. I remembered my dad’s warning that Francesca would always be in James’ life, even if I married him, even if we had a family of our own together. That day had come, and now our extended families were more joined than ever. Francesca still, found it hard to be fluent in my company. She never looked me in the eye, nor could she watch James embrace me. I hoped sincerely that she didn’t still carry a torch for him--he was long gone from her life.

After dinner at 9pm, Castor was still absent and James was mutinous. His adult son had not returned his calls or messages and had still not arrived home. James knew now, that his golf course excuse didn’t cover his absence this late at night. He fired an angry thought out into the open.

‘Does he drink?’ he barked. Francesca and Marcella looked at each other in surprise at James’ accusation.

‘No, I don’t think so’ Lilly replied quietly. She held baby Neil in her arms protectively.

‘Good’ James replied emphatically. He settled into the couch next to me sipping his coffee with a growl. James’ behaviour was frightening even me—twice in one day I’d had to calm him down. I stroked his knee kindly and Marcella watched her father’s temperature cool to my touch.

‘He’ll be home’ I reassured James quietly. Marcella smiled at my attempt to cool her father, she knew herself that he could get fired up over very little.

At 10pm, the unmistakable roar of a Ferrari outside alerted us that Castor had finally arrived home. James stood from the couch and Francesca watched him nervously as he made to the front door to greet his son. The rest of us in the lounge eyed each other with worry. The heavy front door clicked open and James welcomed his son gruffly inside.

‘Hello Son’. Castor stopped short, he knew his father’s angry voice when he heard it.

‘Hey Dad’ he replied dimly, it seemed he knew he would be in trouble when he arrived home.

‘Where’ve you been, today Castor?’ James asked. His voice was almost pleasant at first. Castor took a few steps in the front door and lifted his brown leather bag from over his shoulder. James followed him into the kitchen to his waiting family.

‘I played a round of golf, then went into Irving—had dinner, went out with the guys, went to a club…’ but James’ face had scowled sufficiently that Castor knew he should stop his confession.

James cleared his throat loudly and flared his eyes at his son. I knew he didn’t want to argue in front of Lilly and Neil.

‘Show me the gym’ James suggested darkly and Castor couldn’t move fast enough to leave the scene of his interrogation. Lilly had raised her sad face to him, hoping that he might greet his son, but James had already ushered him from the lounge into the gym downstairs where he knew they could yell and shout in private.

The heavy door slammed automatically behind them setting the scene for their confrontation. Castor sat on a nearby weights bench, looking casually at his leather shoes and scrunching his dark blue jeans up around his thigh. His white shirt was messy and untucked, and James thought he looked a little too pink around the collar to have been alone.

‘Is there another girl, are you cheating?’ James shouted angrily.

‘No!’ Castor whined in reply, although the truth that he’d had a hot naked blonde for company in the back seat of his Ferrari only half an hour earlier rung in his brain. He could still taste her perfume on his lips; they tingled with the afterthought. James smelt bullshit and pursued his son.

‘Don’t you dare cheat on her!’ James roared, warning his son with an angry pointed finger aimed at his face. Castor denied it again.

‘Dad, I’m not!’ he complained, this time even more unconvincingly.

‘You can’t fool me, boy.’ James admitted. He knew, he’d done it himself. He glared at Castor in silence until his son began his confession.

‘Yeah—alright.’ Castor admitted. James made a curt nod, he knew as much. The buttons on Castor’s shirt were mismatched, a sure sign he’d got dressed in the dark. Greasy pink lipstick stained his neck and his hair was sweaty and even messier than normal.

‘Who is she, then?’ James asked plainly. He moved to stand with his arms crossed next to the punching bag, but Castor stayed put.

‘Just a friend of one of the player’s girlfriend’s…’ Castor muttered. ‘I just see her occasionally…y’know, just for sex…’ his eyes rolled to the floor ashamedly, but James wasn’t letting it go that easily.

‘Just for sex?’ he repeated in astonishment.

‘Yeah’ Castor nodded and his voice cut out weakly once more. James wondered if his son felt like he’d made the mistake of his life getting his teenage girlfriend pregnant so soon.

‘Have you and Lilly burnt out already?’ he asked genuinely. Some affection had returned to his voice.

‘No no, nothing like that Dad’ Castor said, although his eyes still avoided his father. ‘Like I said’ he repeated, ‘I just see this other girl for sex, nothing else’ he repeated, hoping his Dad might understand his meaning. James cleared his throat angrily again. Apparently, he didn’t want to guess.

‘I pay her, Dad’ Castor confirmed. James glared at his son in stunned silence. He couldn’t think what to say, he knew that he would be a hypocrite to tell his son otherwise. After a long pause James spoke to his son wisely.

‘I thought, at first, that seeing Hannah wasn’t cheating on your mother. But I was wrong’ James admitted. He shot his thoughts back to his son for his reply, but Castor was dumbfounded. He could barely believe he’d confessed it.

‘I still love Lilly’ Castor mumbled badly in his own defence.

‘I know’ James said. ‘But you better sort this out before you get married, or it will ruin you’ James admitted to his son.

‘Is it why Mom left you and took us to Argentina?’ Castor asked honestly.

‘Yes’ James admitted, exhaling as he spoke. He knew his own cheating had ruined his marriage. It had been far worse than his drinking, or anything else that had threatened them.

‘You can make choices, son. Just recently, I made a choice not to cheat’ James admitted, thinking of Kelly. Castor looked at his father in amazement. James nodded.

‘Maybe it’s just because I’m old and I know I’m on my last chance, but when you’ve got something good, don’t fuck it up’ James warned. Castor thought long and hard. To him, it sounded as though he meant his Dad never valued his Mom.

James left Castor standing alone in the gym with his thoughts.
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God, i can't believe Castor cheated but then i wouldn't have expected anything less. Im glad James talked to him. Hopefully James words to his son hit home.
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September 11, 2012, 10:24 pm
God, i can't believe Castor cheated but then i wouldn't have expected anything less. Im glad James talked to him. Hopefully James words to his son hit home.
Castor's freaking out because 1) He's only 20 and suddenly a new dad. 2) He's trying to being a pro-footballer and fit in with his new mates, 3) He hates his mom telling him what to do, and 4) He could really do with James giving him some guidance since they're closer than Castor is with his Mom, and he has no idea what to do with a baby!

But yeah, he learnt from the master! :lol:

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Damn, for a minute I thought James was gonna play a tune on Castor's hide with his belt!
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September 11, 2012, 10:24 pm
God, i can't believe Castor cheated but then i wouldn't have expected anything less. Im glad James talked to him. Hopefully James words to his son hit home.
And it's not just that he cheated, but with a call girl! :rolleyes:
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Auluna Raie
September 12, 2012, 4:39 am
Damn, for a minute I thought James was gonna play a tune on Castor's hide with his belt!
I had a slightly angrier version written also where James lost it at Castor, but decided to go with the 'think about what you've done!' version instead. :lol:
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James had barely said a word since his bust up with Castor. We had heard a few shouts coming from the gym, but when Castor emerged he at least made straight for the shower before returning to comfort Lilly and Neil. He lifted his new baby son awkwardly into his arms and Lilly helped him to soothe Neil as he cried loudly.

‘He doesn’t like me holding him!’ Castor complained, handing him back to Lilly.

‘Yes he does, he’s a baby—all babies cry’ Francesca reassured her son. Castor sat next to Lilly who held Neil sadly.

‘Come on—try again, he needs to get used to you holding him Castor’ Lilly urged him in a soft, kind voice. Castor listened to her, and she leant into his mouth to kiss him. I saw his eye’s smile at her warmth and he nodded agreeing to another try, taking Neil from her hands again. This time, Neil’s eyes settled on Castor’s and he was quiet as he observed his father. Castor rested his son in his arms and Lilly smiled at his efforts. She smoothed his strong arm with both her hands.

‘I love you, Castor’ she whispered quietly, although, Marcella and I still heard her. Castor smiled as he held his son. Lilly settled warmly into Castor’s side and I smiled at them both, deciding to head upstairs to find James and leave them to bond with their son. Marcella and I both left the lounge, but Francesca stayed.

Upstairs, I found James lying on the bed staring quietly out the window with both his hands bent behind his head. He was clearly thinking long and hard after his conversation with Castor. I crawled onto the bed beside him, and nested into his side. He kissed my forehead in welcome and wrapped his long arm around my shoulders.

‘How was your chat with Castor?’ I probed gently. He sighed and turned his face towards mine. I saw that his eyes were stained red. I took his mouth in a long kiss, sad to know that he had been crying.

‘He’s so young, he just doesn’t get it’ James mumbled. He looked out the window at the valley beyond.

‘He told me after I squeezed it out of him that he’s been seeing a call girl’ James revealed. My head rested on James’ chest, my eyes listened to him talk. I didn’t flinch at all, perhaps the news just wasn’t capable of shocking me. I had had clients in the past from all walks of life, and it was easy for me to imagine that a young man in Castor’s position might be one of them. He was lost, frustrated, alienated from his partner and had more money than he knew what to do with.

‘He’s stressed, James. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s young, he has no idea how to be a father…’ James nodded, he knew. It had taken him years to become the father he wanted to be.

‘He’s turning into Myles…’ James commented vaguely.

‘He was trying, Lilly got him to hold Neil for a bit downstairs’ I smiled. James nodded. ‘I think he just doesn’t know what to do’ I observed. ‘It’s hard being a first time parent, Ray was the same’ I remembered out loud. James turned his face back to mine, surprised to hear me mention Ray. An important thought returned to his mind.

‘Does Ray still think he’s Anthony’s father?’ James asked.

‘Yes, I haven’t told him otherwise’ I said. James’ mind swirled.

‘Then, won’t he want to see him again and won’t things be hard if he thinks he’s his dad?’ James questioned in worry. I knew as much, and I didn’t want to tell James I couldn’t break Ray’s heart. I wanted him to be a daddy, I wanted him to think Anthony was his. He wanted a son so much. I knew saying so would taking away James’ feeling of knowing he was his biological father. He was proud of it too. I changed the subject, returning to Castor.

‘James, you have to tell Castor that Anthony is his half-brother’ I reminded James. He nodded, he knew. But right now, he wanted to sleep.

‘I just don’t want him to be a fuck-up like his Dad’ James sighed, rolling over with his broad shoulders facing me.
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The next morning, James had taken Castor for a walk to the ranch on his property that currently was vacant. It had been filled with horses at one point—there were stables for 8 and a cattle run that led to a large round herding ring. James liked the feeling of being outside, he felt unmistakably as though he were in Texas here. James leant on a fence post watching the wind make circles in the long golden dry grass. Castor joined him, a few steps behind and they looked out across the land together.

‘I’d love a place like this one day’ James smiled. Castor knew the property was too old for him and Lilly—it was too large, and too established, they rattled in the large house even though he didn’t like to admit it. So many things felt wrong to him.

‘So talk to me—tell me about Neil’ James started, sitting in the grass. Castor looked down at his father for a moment before bending his knees and joining him on the ground. He looked around nervously as though he might sit on a rattlesnake. James rested his arms on bent knees and faced the field below them that looked across the lake. Castor took a long glance into the distance in silence and James let him gather his thoughts. After five long minutes of silence, Castor spoke.

‘Ever since he was born, I’ve not felt a connection with him at all. I just don’t feel anything: not love, not anything’ he admitted. James nodded, he heard his son’s confused thoughts but didn’t interrupt him yet with his own.

‘Whenever I hold him, I can’t imagine…I can’t believe that he’s my son. It just doesn’t feel real….I don’t know’ he trailed off. James turned to look at his son, and he watched him wipe stray tears from his young cheeks.

‘Everything’s changed between Lilly and I—everything’s serious, we don’t go out anymore, we don’t do anything together so I go out on my own, then when I get home Mom tells me off. She’s been a nightmare!’ Castor moaned to his father. James nodded, he knew Francesca was coming down hard on him. Castor made a loud embarrassed sob and James wrapped an arm around his son’s shoulder.

‘He’s barely a month old—when you’ve spent more time with him, you’ll feel a connection. It grows just like any relationship’. Castor wiped his eyes again.

‘I feel bad that I don’t feel anything’ he sobbed.

‘You will, give it some time’ James reassured him. ‘This whole thing was a big surprise, you’re a young Dad’ James admitted. ‘It’s hard, even if you were 30, this would still be hard’ he explained. ‘That’s why your Mom and I are here, we want to help’ James patted Castor’s shoulder as he held him by his side. Castor was silent for a long moment.

‘I sent her a message today, told her I wouldn’t see her again’ Castor said vaguely, but James knew what he was referring to.

‘Good’ he replied. James knew himself how addictive call girls could be. James returned the subject to his grandson.

‘I’ll show you how to bottle-feed him, bathing can be tricky but you’ll figure out a way to do it, and nappies are easy’ James reassured him. He stood from the grass offering Castor a hand to stand up. James still had something else to share with his son.

‘Castor—Anthony is your brother. Your half-brother’ James announced. A large Eagle circled and landed in the grass not far from them.

‘He is?’ Castor asked, although he was not as surprised as James expected. Perhaps it was more obvious to everyone else than James had thought.

‘Yes’ James replied. They walked together back up the hill towards the house. They were silent for a moment as they walked as Castor took in his father's revelation.

‘Hannah and Ray—are they still in contact?’ Castor asked finally. James stopped at his son’s question.

‘No, I don’t think so. They’re divorced now’ James explained. He was surprised at Castor for asking.

‘I just wondered, I heard Mom talking to him on the phone the other day. He calls her often’ Castor revealed.

‘Does he?’ James asked. His oldest son nodded back. They were standing now outside the back door. They paused, looking in at Marcella taking notes from a pile of books on the sitting room table.

‘I always felt like he was my brother, I think of him that way’ Castor smiled. James nodded, pleased that he did.

‘Well, I wanted you to know’ James finished proudly.

‘Thanks, Dad’ Castor smiled, offering his father a long deserving hug.
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James wondered why Francesca was still in contact with Ray. It had been three years since he had been to visit them in Argentina, and longer still since he had left rehab in Scotland, although he knew his ex-wife had called Ray daily during his recovery. But now, he couldn’t think of any good reason why Ray would be in touch with Francesca so often as Castor said. He slept on his thoughts with me by his side.

In the morning, he woke and rolled into my sleepy body, smoothing his warm hands around my waist. For a minute, I forgot we were in Texas and I woke and straddled him as though we were in our bed at home. He smiled at my nude chest as I settled into his lap. I leant forward to kiss him and he responded with a wet eager breath that sparked his morning erection. I moved up and down in his lap, riding him slowly, his hands held my ass and his breath made short desperate moans in pleasure. It was early still, 7am and we couldn’t be sure we wouldn’t be heard, so I kept my own voice to a low pant. I slowed my rhythm to kiss James fast, I was horny and desperate for him. We both kept still for a moment as we heard footsteps creeping outside the bedroom door.

‘Is that Francesca?’ I asked James in a nervous whisper. He looked cautious.

‘Maybe?’ he whispered back, pausing for a second before shrugging his shoulders. He didn’t seem to care. We returned to our eager pace making love early in the morning. I bucked faster in his lap and he made an even louder groan of satisfaction.

‘Oh fuck yeah!’ he breathed happily. His head rolled back blissfully; his face had turned a deep red as he concentrated towards his orgasm. There was a sharp knock to the door and we both jumped in surprise.

‘James?’ Francesca asked. ‘Castor wants your help with Neil’ she said in an annoyed tone, inviting herself in. As the door opened, I slid from James’ lap, covering my bare chest with the sheet. Her indignant face saw that she had interrupted us but it seemed purposeful, she was almost angry. It reminded me of the time she had caught us in bed years ago in France when she and James had still been married, only this time, she didn’t care that James was not alone. To her, it was as though I was not even in the room.

James made an annoyed growl, covering his groin with his hand as he stood from bed to pull on his jeans. He pulled on yesterday’s dirty t-shirt and followed Francesca from our bedroom. She had crossed her arms in annoyance, apparently Castor’s request for his father’s assistance was a blight to her skills as a mother. But James was pleased, he had told Castor only yesterday that he would help him with Neil.

Francesca led him down the hall to Castor and Lilly’s room where they found Castor holding Neil to his chest, the infant cried loudly.

‘Dad, he won’t stop crying!’ Castor complained. Lilly watched on from her place on the bedroom chaise. She had been breastfeeding her son before James had arrived.
Francesca crossed her arms, she acted as though she seemed to know already what was wrong. She waited quietly for James’ diagnosis.

‘Try this’ James suggested, turning Neil towards Castor’s chest. He rested the small baby boy on his son’s shoulder and massaged his back gently with his large hand.

‘This works with Chelsea, just rub his back slowly in circles’ James suggested, demonstrating. Castor nodded, taking over and after a minute more, Neil’s cries subsided. He seemed to be drifting happily to sleep. Castor breathed a sigh of relief and Lilly seemed amazed that James’ trick had worked. James watched his grandson relaxed his in son’s arms with a satisfied smile.

‘You used to like that too’ he remembered pensively.

‘Did I scream a lot as a baby?’ Castor asked his parents. They both nodded, but only James replied.

‘Ooh, hell yes!’ he remembered with a chuckle. There was irony in their current situation, now, his son knew the same frustration, it was a sort of revenge being a grandparent, seeing your child go through the same thing with their own children. And although Castor was a young father, much younger than James had been, James could see now that he was willing to try: Castor had just needed his Dad.
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