A New Life (ch 1)

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A New Life!
TJ Ryder
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Chapter 1

The attractive young couple thought their financial problems were
over when they got offered a job in a small town in the midwest. Jane
and Terry both lost their jobs soon after the recession began which
wasn't a coincidence since they met while working for the same company, but
while convenient at first, it led to their house foreclosed and credit
ruined in a bad job market;
and they still hadn't paid off their wedding costs from two years ago.
The strain was becoming hard for both of them, and Terry was tempted to
stray. His beautiful blonde wife was also tempted, arguing over debt and
finances and bad decisions were taking their toll, but to their
astonishment, one pair of resumees worked!

Interviewing in the small town of Springfield in the upper midwest to the
local bank, they went as a team, and found they were almost a sure thing for hiring.
And they did get jobs, only clerical but they did get relocation and housing
assistance, and a company car, although the small farming community town
of only 4500 people didn't really require it from their apartment which was
6 blocks from the bank. However, they were on 6 month probation, and
worried some of the little lies they added to their resumes they figured were harmless
would come back to them.

"Honey," Terry said, at home one night, "have you noticed all the blacks
coming into the bank?"

"Sure," his lovely wife smiled over her shoulder while she was making
dinner, "you know its kind of surprising since the whole town is white and
looks like dutch or swedish descent!"

"Yeah, remember that stuff on the job description? The Bank is
a "Friend of the Black Experience!" and all that crap we put down on
being interracially friendly and stuff?"

The buxom young wife laughed as she was making dinner as he
was reading the paper.

"I forgot, I just went with whatever I thought they wanted!
We did that a million times. I even changed my degree to whatever
the job wanted, remember?"

"Yeah, but, well, I was given some stuff about Springfield's history
today, and I'm looking at it now! Looks like all these young bucks
come from a giant college. I had no idea Bolus was only 25 miles away!"

"Who's that?"

"I know you don't like football, but it's like the powerhouse college
for black players!"

"Really?" she smiled, looking up.

"Yeah, there are more kids there, all males by the way, than the whole
town's population! Except I guess if you add all the farms and
tiny one garage corners in the county! In fact if you add it up,
this county is half black!"

"Wow, we sure wouldn't have noticed by walking around Springfield when
we interviewed here! So that's why all this black stuff on the job
applicaiton?"

"Well, my boss Tom told me wait for the semester to begin next week,
and every weekend the town will be filled with them!"

"Wow!"

"Yeah, crazy isn't it?"

"You know, that's kind of like what my new friend Joyce on the
teller line is saying. Like am I ready for Homecoming? The way she
put it, I don't know what!"

She came over to him and rested her shapely bottom on the
arm of his chair, her big breasts brushing against his arm as
she picked up the brocure. He was getting stirred, the way he used to
be with her before they started arguing over money.

"Uh, oh," she said!

"What is it?"

"I think I know why they hired us!"

"Whaddayamean!"

"Well, first you know, we had to take those aptitude tests online,
but they were mostly personality tests!"

"Sooo!"

"Well, when I first read the job description and it had this racial
stuff, I called the only person I knew who I thought could tell me what
to say, my cousin Timmy!"

"That faggot crossdresser?"

"Your'e just still mad at him because at the wedding when you mentioned
he made a good looking girl he said you would too if you tried!"

"I should have socked him!"

"Oh honey, he meant it as a compliment." He was not satisfied but
decided to let it go. He was smallish and slender with no beardline,
and an oval face. "Anyway, he works at an
interracial resort, Club Mandingo, so I figured he could clue us in.
I just copied down some buzzwords he suggested and, well, it looks like
it got us the jobs didn't it?"

"Well, yeah, but.. wait a minute, Timmy works at the Mandingo
I know, but what did he say to put on the resume?"

"Well, when he looked at the job description, he just laughed,
and said to just include on our personal data, clubs and activities
and stuff, the word OBEAH! All caps. I figured it was harmless
on the clubs and stuff, not like lying about my degree and all!"

"I guess, but...!"

"Well, I guess that must have something to do with this Bolus
thing, being its all black!"

"Oh, well, in any case how bad can that be? I am definitely
going to the home games anyway!" he smiled.

Jane smiled, "I guess your'e right, we just get through
probation, pay off our debt and rebuild out credit rating!"

"Sounds easy but, I don't know...!" Terry had a thought of
why a small town bank would even add those words to a job description
but shrugged it off.

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Their first cocktail party was the eye opener all right! By that
time they had some more clues, but the Pre Season friday night
party before Bolus opened for the fall semester was a tradition
copied all around town in big and little groups.

"Really," Terry said, sipping his drink in the patio of his
boss, trying to remember all the new names. Jane was mingling
with some women over by the pool. Overhearing their overall boss
Harold talk to a buddy and some other friends.

"That's right, Pete," Harry smiled, "I can tell you it's been
a long HARD summer, my wife is practically in heat now!
And their summer classes ended only 4 weeks ago so it hasn't
even been a month and all the women are just moaning for the
new semester!"

"Um, really?"

"Oh yeah, haw, not just the women either, we guys are too, even
if some of us don't admit it, you know how it is!"

"I, I guess!"

"Yup, damn if Sally didn't buy two new outfits too, ah well!"

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Jane was trying to not gasp as Sally buttonholed her in
the kitchen.

"So honey, Ready for the Springfield Experience? Let me
tell you it's going to be a fun season!"

'Um, well, I was telling Terry the other day about
what we read about Springfield's history!"

"Yes, I know tragic, but it had a happy ending didn't it?
(giggle)

"Well, I don't know, Terry's well,...!"

"I do hope he isn't going to be difficult, we so want you
to stay with us!"

Hearing the warning, Jane changed her tone, trying to catch up
now in her head, although another part of her body, her sweet pussy,
was for some reason creamy the more stories and gossip she heard
from the women.

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Home again, exchanging notes and experiences, both a little
drunk, neither said much on the short drive back.

"Whadaya think of them?" he finally asked.

"Well, theyr'e very friendly, and I noticed you enjoying all the
pretty young women around!"

"Well, yeah, but I think I know what's going on now!"

She nodded, pouring a glass of sherry.

"Did you know there's a tradition in Springfield going back
for years? About Bolus, their students? And the townspeople?"

"You heard that huh?"

She nodded, rolling her eyes as she sat on the couch, kicking her
heels off. She put her head down, tears beginning to fill her eyes
and Terry came over and comforted her.

"Wer'e so broke, honey, what are we going to do?"

"Pl-please, don't cry Jane, let's, well, let's just remain
calm!"

"Iv'e been invited to a get acquainted party at Bolus's homecoming
dance! Plus a dozen cocktail parties that first opening weekend!"

"Don't worry, honey!"

"Dear, I'm 27 years old, they expect me to accept dances and
more from black teenagers. Giant, super-jock, black men!"

He groaned at the thought of some athletic black stud and Jane!

"Well, maybe, um, you can just, you know, socialize, that's it!"
She put her head on his shoulder, and he patted her back.

"Look, let's not panic, not yet. I can't figure it out either,
all the other guys in town are happy with what's going on!"

"That's because every newcomer to the town is on probation,
and if they don't work out, they leave!"

"Look, let's just go to work, smile a lot, gather more information,
and then, if you want to leave, we leave!" She looked at him
to see if he was serious.

"You promise, honey? We have no money you know! And we'd have to pay
the relocation costs in addition to all the other debt?"

"That's right, darling. I promise! Just the clothes on our back!
If you say you want to, we're gone!"

Feeling mollified, she smiled, wiped away a tear, and gave him
a peck on the cheek!
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Continued
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