Cry-Baby, After high school
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1 through F › Cry-Baby
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,400
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Cry-Baby, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Honeymoon in France
Cry-Baby Ten
After high school
Honeymoon in France
Seven am Monday morning had arrived and Cry-Baby and Allison were gathering the last of their things together, they were to meet the judge and Cry-Baby’s uncle and Gran outside the court house at ten am.
Cry-Baby would hand over the car and the keys to both the car and the cottage to the judge. Then Belvedere and Ramona would give them at lift the air port, their plane was due to take off at eleven thirty am.
Cry-Baby grumbled causing his wife to sigh and roll her eyes in exasperated affection. She said “oh honestly Cry-Baby do quit your moaning. I promise when we get on the plane, you can have a sleep.
Thank havens you don’t snore or I wouldn’t have been so quick or eager to suggest that.”
Cry-Baby grumbled something under is breath that his wife didn’t quite catch. He said a loud “Dam I can’t wait for you to get your drivers licence and pass your driving test. Then you can do your share of the driving. I’m not looking forward to the two hour drive back into town.”
He pulled at the neck of the white turtle neck sweater. This had been paired with casual black pants and a black button down blazer; that he left open, paired with black laced up shoes.
Allison was dressed in a white turtle neck similar to her husbands. She had on a two piece suite in red with matching hand bag and heeled shoes, with skin coloured stockings, paired with white wrist length gloves. Her hair had been put in a tight French twist at the back of her head.
Cry-Baby suddenly took hold of her around the waist and pulled her to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist whist she wrapped hers around his neck.
He hungrily captured her mouth with his. He moaned into her mouth, loving how she tasted and the feeling of her in his arms flushed against him.
She broke the kiss and suckled on his jaw. Cry-Baby groaned and warned her “don’t start what you can’t finish that’s dam cruel woman.”
Allison chuckled “oh believe me I plan to finish what I started just not yet.” She then pulled away, causing her husband to scowl at her, and pout.
Once everything was packed, they locked up the cottage and got into the car. Cry-Baby put on a pair of black sunglasses and Allison followed suit with her own black sunglasses.
They drove for two hours straight until they reached the court house in town. The judge and Cry-Baby’s Uncle with his gran and Allison’s grandmother had also decided to come and see them off. They were waiting for his and Allison’s arrival.
They noticed Cry-Baby looked grumpy and clearly tiered. Allison also looked tiered but content. Cry-Baby parked the car and switched off the engine. He got out and made his way to the passenger side and opened the door for Allison and held out his right hand to help her up.
He then walked over to the trunk and took out his and Allison baggage that consisted of two large suit cases. He then shut the trunk and handed the keys to the car and the cottage over to the judge.
His uncle then helped place the suit cases in the trunk of his uncle’s car. Mrs. Vernon-William’s asked “so did you enjoy your week end at the cottage?”
Allison replied “of course grandmother, it was such pretty looking cottage and the scenery was beautiful. All in all it was a great weekend.” She added slyly under her breath, that only Cry-Baby Belvedere and Ramona heard her “among other such things and the bedroom and bathroom of course.”
The three had to stifle their laughter when Mrs. Vernon-Williams asked “what was that Allison?” Allison smiled sweetly and innocently “oh nothing grandmother, nothing at all.”
When Mrs. Vernon-Williams turned to speak to the judge about the cottage, Allison grinned less innocently, making the other three to chuckle quietly.
An hour and a half later found them sitting in their seats on the plane. Cry-Baby allowed Allison to take the window seat. He then fastened his seat belt, Allison followed suit as the plane engine started and with in minutes they had left the ground.
Once they were given the all clear they removed their seat belts. An hour and half later they each bought a sandwich off the food trolley and bought a bottle of mineral water each.
With in another hour both Cry-Baby and Allison was a sleep, one of the stewardesses brought Cry-Baby a pillow to place behind his head on the head rest, and a blanket for Allison; who used Cry-Baby’s lap as a pillow to sleep on.
Four hours later the stewardess woke both Cry-Baby and Allison informing them they were about to land, that they needed to put on their seat belts. Both nodded, they couldn’t wait to get off the plane and stretch their legs, and breathe in fresh air.
Allison hated flying with a passion, ever since what happened to her parents. So it was safe to say, she was as disturbed by landing as much as she was by taking off.
Cry-Baby eyed his wife sympathetically, knowing how she loathed flying. He gently squeezed her hand in a comforting gesture, earning an appreciative smile in return.
Fifteen minutes later they landed on the run way, and ten minutes later they were leaving the stuffy confines of the plane much to Allison’s relief.
They followed the other passenger inside and went to collect their luggage. Once they had their belongings, they went over to the information desk.
Allison’s grandmother had informed her and Cry-Baby that she had arranged and hired a car for their two week stay in France; that it was under the name Walker.
Cry-Baby gave his name at the desk and was handed a set of keys. He was told the keys were to a red Cadillac. That it was parked just outside. So he and Allison then made their way out side the airport and immediately spotted the red convertible.
Cry-Baby grinned like a kid in a candy store. He ran his hand across the side of the car and said “she’s a beauty. This is one hell of a car, your grandmother has taste; I’ll give her that.”
Allison chuckled at her husband’s antics, as he opened the trunk and loaded their luggage, before closing said trunk. He then led Allison to the passenger’s side, before opening the door for her to slide inside.
Once she was comfortable he closed the door, then he made his way over to the driver’s side and climbed in. He sat behind the wheel and lovingly smoothed his hand over the steering wheel.
Allison quipped lightly “should I leave the two of you alone?” Cry-Baby laughed and shook his head in amusement. He then placed the key into the ignition, before turning the key and grinned as the car engine practically purred.
He sighed happily as he placed the car in gear, placed his foot on the gas peddle and turned the steering wheel, driving forward, into the afternoon traffic.
He asked “what was the name of that hotel again, that we are staying at?” Allison replied and also told him that they were booked for their two week stay in the honeymoon suit in the penthouse.
Allison took in her surroundings as Cry-Baby drove and kept his eyes on the road in front of him. Allison sighed in delight “oh Cry-Baby the sights look so beautiful, I can’t wait to start exploring.”
Cry-Baby smiled at his wife’s excited delight, as she took in the beauty that was Paris in the summer. He was now glad he had learned French and agreed to attend Paris for their honeymoon.
The boredom he had suffered in the process of learning to speak French was well worth it, to just see the delight shinning upon his wife’s face.
Allison said “how about we order room service tonight and get settled in and relax in a hot bath? Then tomorrow we could go and check out the Eiffel tower and also check out one of those many restaurants I want to try whilst we’re here.”
Cry-Baby nodded “ok. But tonight I intend to relax, it is our first night in Paris and we do have two whole weeks to explore and check out the local scenery and food and of course some decent wine.”
He added slyly “I wonder if there is a king sized bed in the honeymoon suit, if so it needs breaking in love?” Allison laughed “you’re insatiable.”
His smart assed reply was simple and to the point “naturally, but you love me just the same” Allison nodded “true. You wouldn’t be you other wise.”