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Private Voices: Part 30

Mike is an amateur writer working on building a hopefully compelling story. He lives in The Village of Lakemore, Summit Country, Ohio.


The Story So Far

Janice James is a Private Detective haunted by her troubled past and the death of her son and a fractured psyche, forcing her to see her son Brandon as well as others. With the help of her late son and her mentor, a former police officer named Sean, she runs her service, helping people in trouble. Three years after the death of their son, Janice and her estranged husband Bill are reuniting and looking for a new home.

After a ceremony to honor their late son, Janice and her ex-husband Bill prepare to live together again. Janice's assistant, a young woman named Jennifer Gordon, known as JG, while happy to see them together now must find a way to work around the new awkwardness. Janice's brother-in-law Mike and his son Scott come for a quick visit before taking a long trip. Janice's estranged father sent a letter hoping to put their past behind them before he died.

Janice was hired to help a man named Stanley Franco find out why his wife Ava is fighting a divorce. During the investigation, she stumbled onto a unique counterfeiting scheme designed to infect scanning machines allowing the user access to a company's funds. When her client was murdered, Janice turned her case over to the local police. She contacted someone from the secret service with help from her mentor, a former police officer named Sean. In the process, she found herself being watched by the FBI and Ava, a woman that isn't who she appears to be. Ava wants Janice dead for her part in chasing her out of the States, to her Island near Cuba. Ava sent several people to try and kill Janice from her assassin lover to a band of bumbling thugs. The last attempt happened by a con artist running a scheme with an end of the world cult.

Ava continues her obsession over Janice, leading to a confrontation between her surveillance team and Janice, where she shoots and kills two men. After the shooting, Janice and Bill retreat to Sean's house. A planned bed and breakfast Sean and his wife built but never opened. Ava offers a truce, and now Janice finds herself in an unknown situation afraid to go out. In her truce, Ava makes an enemy of a long-time collaborator. Janice's assistant JG goes back home to Germantown, MD, for a confrontation many years in the making.

Part Twenty-Nine

  • Private Voices: Part 29
    Janice thinks about when JG came to work for her as she contends with the aftermath of the assault in the apartment.

Part Thirty

JG came down the steps in her parents' home to find her father frying bacon for breakfast. She was in a pair of jean shorts and a loose tank top that barely covered her chest.

She asked, "So are we working on our next heart attack?"

Her father said, "I can cook and smell all I want; I just can't eat it."

JG kissed him on the cheek and took a slice of bacon from the pile on a plate.

He said, "I have potatoes frying, and I'll do eggs any way you want."

JG asked, "Do you feed mom like this every morning?"

He replied, "No, she usually eats the same tasteless oat cereal I do, but today we have all our children under one roof, so I figured why not go all out."

From behind her came a voice, "Jesus, dad, why don't you just start digging your grave."

JG turned to see her brother James Junior behind her. He was a Sargent in the Army and had been deployed for over a year in Afghanistan. JG said, "JJ," and nearly jumped into his arms. As they hugged, their mother walked into the kitchen.


She smiled a little then asked, "Oh Jenny, really, you aren't going to dress like that, are you?"

JG's mother's smile disappeared as she brought her hands together in what JG called her clutching disapproval pose.

Her mother said, "You look like Tallahassee white trash or a Miami lesbo."

Francis Glenn Gordon was from one of the islands in the Florida Keys, where her family owned a small resort-style hotel. Her father James Gordon was from Germantown, Maryland, close to Washington D.C., where his parents worked as lobbyists for the healthcare industry. James and Franny met in Rome when their high schools planned a mass trip to the Vatican in their Junior year. Their last night in Rome, James gave her a kiss, and she gave him her address. From there they wrote to each other every day for two years. When Franny decided to go to Oberlin in Ohio, James signed up with The University of Akron so they could be close. Six years and two degrees later, they found themselves a pair of rings and jobs in the College town of Kent, Ohio, where they eventually had four children. The oldest was James Junior. Next was Mary, who was known as Flash because of her fastball and their last name, Jennifer, and finally, William or Billy, who was just about to graduate from High School. It had been years since all the Gordons had been in the same house at the same time. Mary was a Softball coach with a small college in Nebraska with her husband, who was the football coach and their three children. Junior was on an almost never-ending deployment overseas, and JG just stayed away.

Mary came into the kitchen carrying her youngest, a two-year-old girl named Elizabeth that everyone called Beth.

She saw JG and said, "There is no way you are dressing like that around my two boys Jenny, what is the matter with you?"

It had been about five years since she had to think about what she was wearing, and most of her wardrobe was just like the outfit she had on.

Mary's husband, Tadd or Tip, walked in saying, "I don't see what's wrong with it?"

His leer did more to make JG feel naked than her sister and mother's comments. When Tip and Mary were dating, he had made a pass at the fifteen-year-old JG that included a kiss and touch of her ass that she kept to herself. Mary and Tip's eight-year-old son Kenny came in and came to a stop in front of JG. His twin brother Benny collided with him and started to complain until he saw JG and her top.

JG said, "I'm going to go and change."

Her mom muttered, "If that was only possible," just loud enough so that everyone knew what she said.

Mary said, "Yes, please do, and Jenny, please wear a bra. I mean really this isn't Berkley or some backwater heck hole like in Ohio, this is Germantown."

JG's fraternal grandparents bought the house in the 1950s for somewhere around fifteen thousand dollars. With all the Washington money the area, the home was worth about a million dollars now. JG's Grandfather Stephen still owns the house even though he now lived in a condo in Florida. Germantown went from a small farming community known for horses to a wealthy suburb of Washington, D.C.


JG searched for a shirt and bra only to realize she didn't pack a bra. She did have one of the tank tops from Sean's bar. It had lifting support that acted like a bra. She put that on with a button-down shirt she took from one of her lovers back in Ohio. Sally was a banker named Greg that was nearly ready to transition. He just had to find a way to make himself into the woman he knew he was. The shirt covered the Bar logo, and the tank did the job. There was a commotion down in the kitchen. JG came down to see Jennifer Blake, her best friend standing there in all her Barbie-like glory. When JG's family moved to Maryland after the incident, the twelve-year-old JG met the twelve-year-old Jennifer. They became inseparable to the point that they were known as just the Jennies as if it was natural for them to be together. Jennifer was known as Barbie because she looked like a living Barbie doll with her hair and makeup always in place and dressed like she walked off the pages of a catalog. Barbie was also the first girl JG ever kissed. Both girls kept each other's secrets.

Mary hugged Barbie and said, "It's good to see you, and as always, you are dressed nicely."

Barbie looked at JG, then she smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Mary, I like to dress like I am always on the job."

James looked at Barbie and said, "Yes, that's nice…... how is work…... I mean, um how…"

Barbie said, "Everything's doing well, mister James."

She looked over at JG and asked, "Ready to go?"


On the way-out, Mary handed Barbie some cash and asked her to help JG find some clothing a proper lady would wear. An hour later, JG and Barbie were together in a hotel in Essex. Both were naked and under the sheets.

Barbie said, "Oh my god, what is with your mother. I mean, really, what a bitch."

Barbie arched her back as JG was going down on her. She went on saying in between fits of saying, "Oh god" and said, "Your dad is just so cute."

JG stopped and looked up at Barbie.

She asked, "So how many senators have been between these legs?"

Barbie asked, "Considering what you are doing, do you really want to know."

JG came up from between her legs and kissed Barbie on the lips.

She said, "I almost died when dad started to ask how's tricks. I mean, if he only knew."

Barbie said, "You know I would do anything for you, right? Well, your father does know because he was a client once…… OK, twice."

JG sat up in bed, "I don't want to know about this."

Barbie rubbed JG's back and said, "We got a call from a former client who was…… your Grandfather, and no we never even met. I went to the hotel, and there in the room, I found mister James. At first, he was just so apologetic and almost begging me to not tell anyone."

Barbie hugged JG from behind. "Your mother was having a hard time with menopause, and she told him that sex was just too painful for her, so they would never have sex again."

JG shivered.

Barbie went on saying, "He was just so lonely and lost that I…. that is, we."

JG slid to the end of the bed. Barbie got out of bed and went to her knees in front of JG. She put her head in JG's lap.

JG asked, "How many times?"

Barbie said, "I don't know for sure, but it ended about a year ago when he found a girlfriend and before you say anything your mother already knows. She doesn't know about us."

Barbie lifted her head and kissed JG on the inner thigh as she worked her way in.

Before she started, she said, "Oh yeah, I think your father knows about you and your life back in Ohio. He said something about a friend seeing you with a masculine-looking woman."

The Next Part

© 2020 Michael Collins aka Lakemoron

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