The Vision. Linda Blum
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care about your eyes. All they want is something they can look at and grab onto.”
“Why, when they’re always grabbing themselves. What more could they possibly want?”
“Boobs!”
Judy actually enjoyed being at home instead of working. The only annoying part was the number of phone calls she received during the day. They ranged from charities asking for money, long distance companies trying to sell their packages, or real estate agents asking if you wanted to put your house on the market. It was frustrating, especially since she was trying to look for a job. As she scanned the paper her heart sank. Same old jobs, same old pay, same old bull shit. The only job that had great pay potential was the Exotic Dancer. Her prior conversation with Hope was all in jest, yet in the recesses of her mind there was some contemplation going on there. The only problem was, she didn’t have what it took, plus the thought of men watching her take off her clothes was creeping her out.
Putting the paper down, she headed for the computer and decided to search on the Internet. After scanning through employment listings, she found one position that looked promising and e-mailed her résumé. She received an immediate reply, asking her to come in tomorrow for an interview, which she accepted. After an hour of surfing, she got up from her desk to stretch the kinks out of her body. Her stomach started to growl so she headed for the kitchen to make a sandwich. The phone rang while she was eating.
“Hi Jude. How was your morning?”
“Fine Ren. I have a job interview tomorrow,” she informed him while munching on her food.
“That’s great. Right?” he questioned.
Judy had been jumping from one job to another lately, so he wasn’t sure anymore.
“Hopefully,” she replied. “How is your day?”
Ren hesitated, wondering if he should tell her about Sonya. After a deliberation, he opted not to.
“Slow,” he said, adding, “One of my clients cancelled so I’ll be home early.”
“What time?” Judy asked.
“Around three o’clock. Did you want me to pick up Jay?”
“Could you? I was going to take a nap to try and catch up on my sleep,” she said, grateful for the break.
“You do that.”
“Thanks, I owe you one.”
“I’ll collect later. You can count on that,” he said with heat in his voice.
Judy smiled as she hung up the phone and headed for her bedroom. When she got there, she pulled the curtains closed, got undressed and climbed into bed. Thoughts of strawberries and whipped cream filled her head. She envisioned Ren covering the secret places he loved to touch with the berries. Next, he placed whipped cream on top of them then tantalized her as he ate every one, trying to get to the treasures underneath. When he got to the last strawberry, she fell asleep.
Chapter 2
Judy woke up hours later, still feeling tired and anxious. She had a succession of dreams, all of the green-eyed woman, causing her to have a restless sleep. Glancing at the clock, she noted the time. Ren and Jay would be home soon and she didn’t want them to see her like this. She tried to act like everything was okay when they arrived, but it didn’t work. Jay had sensed something was wrong at school while Ren looked on with concern. Judy was glad when Sam diverted the attention away from her by greeting them in her usual way, with a crotch and butt sniff.
“Why does she have to do that?” Ren grumbled waving her away.
“People shake hands, dogs sniff,” Judy explained.
“Well, it gets annoying,” Ren grumbled covering himself.
Jay on the other hand didn’t seem to mind. He was on the floor giggling while Sam sniffed and licked his face. A knock at the door had Sam ready to greet her next victim. Jay’s friend Dillon stood there with a skateboard in his hand.
“Hi Mrs. Storm,” Dillon said. “Can Jay come out and play?”
Before Judy could answer, Jay was beside her admiring Dillon’s skateboard.
“Wow, is that ever nice. Have you tried it out yet?”
“Just on the way over here.”
Jay looked up at his mom. “Can I go skate boarding?”
Judy hesitated. She wasn’t a fan of skateboards, but Ren’s parents bought their grandson one for Christmas, so what was she supposed to do.
Jay stood impatiently waiting for an answer.
“Please mom, can I? I’ll be careful, I promise.”
Judy reluctantly agreed and told him to be home by 5:30 for supper. Jay grabbed his coat and skateboard and was out the door in a flash.
In a way she was glad Dillon came over. Not that she wanted them to skateboard, but at least it distracted Jay from tuning into her feelings. Now, she just had Ren to deal with. Bracing herself she turned towards her husband and noticed him intently watching her.
“Jude, I’m worried about you.” He looked troubled.
She sighed. “I know.”
“Do you think talking to someone will help?”
“No, but I think a lobotomy might,” she said sarcastically.
“Stop joking! I’m serious,” he implored. “You’ve had several nightmares lately that leave you emotionally drained. It’s even affecting you when you’re awake.”
His comment made tears well up in her eyes. Ren reached over and took her in his arms. When she seemed calmer, he guided her into the kitchen. She watched as he filled the kettle with water and brought out herbal tea. While he busied himself, she sat back admiring him. At thirty-three he was in great shape. His tight fitting shirt emphasized his well-defined pecs and a washboard stomach. She watched the muscles in his arms flex as he tore open the package of tea and remembered the feeling of strength in them when he held her. His pants were loose fitting, but underneath were strong sculpted muscles. As he poured her tea, her eyes travelled up to his face. His hair was dark brown and shoulder length. His jaw was square, his nose thin and he had gorgeous brown eyes that were covered with long dark lashes, like Jay’s.
Judy, on the other hand, was a petite woman, no more than 115 pounds. She had long wavy reddish brown hair, big blue eyes, a small nose and fine features, like Jay. Her body was well proportioned, and with Ren’s guidance, becoming more muscle toned.
“Here you go Jude,” Ren said handing her the cup. “This always makes you feel better.”
Judy took a sip and felt the warmth seep through her, while Ren sat patiently waiting for her to talk. He didn’t want to push her, yet needed to know about the dreams and why they seemed to take so much out of her. Judy watched him while she drank her tea and sensed his curiosity and concern. She really didn’t want to talk about it, but realized she couldn’t run from this anymore it wasn’t fair to Ren.
Taking a deep breath she began recounting her latest dreams of the green-eyed woman. When Judy was finished they sat in silence. Ren felt desperate to help, but didn’t know what to do. Judy looked at him and knew exactly what he was thinking. Reaching for his hand she took it in hers.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get through this. Even Jay is confident.”
Ren gave her a questioning look. “What do you mean Jay is confident?”
“He looked me straight in the eyes and said so,” she said.
“Don’t you hate when he does that?” he cringed.
She took another sip of her tea before answering. “Yes and no. I think he’s just trying to help.”
Ren and Judy continued