Past is Prologue

I made a fatal mistake this week, I got busy and paid attention to my job.  Aaaah crap.  Ran out of time.

Having family in town was great, but also distracted me from my FFF duties, but, the REAL CRIME

was that I accidentally saw Max's title when I pulled up the picture and since I hate duplication, even without reading his post, I have to change directions.  But damn, his title is perfect.

And yes, I cheated 125 words in chapter 1, and 285 in chapter 2.  :-)  Sue me.

OK, i have about 10 min, let's see what damage we can do.

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Word Limit: 120-125 *or* 280-285

Key Words: fashion, funny

Forbidden Words: hairspray

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So, what was so great about being in the Navy?

Nothin! – He threw his empty beer can at me. – Get me another

Really?  Nothing good came out of 8 long years?

NO – Now get me a cold one.

I laughed, he didn’t.

But you met mom while you were in the navy, then you had me.

Like I said.

Dejected, I debated my plan, I had to know.

I pulled out the picture.

Which one was she?

I don’t know, I fucked them both.  And why does it matter now?  She’s gone, you’re leaving, I’m dying.  Let it go.

But how can you not know? 

The attorney called, showed me the tests, forced me to sign the papers.  That was it, I was a father. (125)

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Tell me about them.

He sighs.

Fleet week was a nightmare, a curse, a horror show, and heaven all rolled into one.

We were young, flush with cash, horny as hell, and 90% drunk most of the time.

The girls saw us coming a mile away, they prepped, preened, smelled nice, danced close, and made us fall in love, with several at a time.

These two worked something out.  I bought them drinks all night, blew my paycheck twice over, missed the last bus to the base, so I stayed at their place.

The one with big hair liked it dirty.  She begged for it, so I put it in her ass.  Then she fell asleep.

The other one showered me off, took me in her mouth, and smiled at me the whole time.  Afterwards  she held my hand, took me to bed, and asked me to make love to her. I should have worn a rubber, but she asked me not to, so I didn’t.

Thanks for telling me dad.  It means a lot.

Why?  It’s all in the past.

The past is prologue.

Oh, shut up with that fancy college talk.

I laughed, he found it funny this time.

I changed his oxygen bottle and tapped on his IV line out of habit.  He was fine, but not for long.

I sat next to his bed. I wouldn’t happen tonight, but it wouldn’t be long either.

I’ve met a girl, Dad.

Wear a rubber.

He didn’t laugh this time.

I showed him the new picture.

How?  He asked. Except for the hair and fashion, they were twins with matching smiles.

Fate is a funny thing.

Well, at least you got the nice one. (285) 

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Now, see who did the homework on time and didn't cheat.

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