Jake part 10 - the Tour part 1Jake part 7
The weather was warming up now, so the warehouse was getting hot. My work clothing was now tee shirts and shorts. Jake changed his look too. He now wore tee shirt & shorts with boots, and he had shaved his beard. If I was not impressed with his looks before, he was now absolutely gorgeous. He reminded me less now of ‘Bruno’, and more of Doug Perry (another favorite Colt model.) Our friendship was growing closer. (I was hoping for more, but I really didn’t expect much.) Jake invited me to lunch again a few times, but he never let me pay. That was beginning to bother me, and I wanted to do something for him in return. What could I do? I insisted that I pay for our next lunch. Jake said sure. We went to a different place in the city, an Italian restaurant. We still were only meeting during the day.
It was now late June, and one night after we unloaded, Jake said could he ask a favor. “Sure. Anything you want”, I told him. He asked if I would come to his home on July 4th weekend! He was planning a party for friends and he wanted me to join them. Wow! Of course I accepted. (It was about 10 days away). He told me he lived with his parents, and they would be away for 2 weeks. “I’ve never hosted a party myself before”, he told me. “Maybe you can help me. It will be fun.” How could I refuse, after all he did for me. The 4th was on a Monday this year, so it would be a 3 day weekend. It was really something to look forward to.
In the week before July 4, Jake filled me in on the details. He told me his family had a pool too, so I should also pack a swim suit, along with ‘casual clothes’. He was planning to barbeque and do most of the prep work himself. There would be about 10 people all together. He said I could be his ‘co-host’. Jake was planning to take off from work starting on Thursday, so on Wednesday he gave me the address and directions. His family’s home was in an area just north of the city, not too far from where I lived. I was familiar with the area. This would be a weekend to remember.
Jake part 8
As the weekend got closer, I was more excited. Imagine spending a weekend with Jake. I had no expectations beyond friendship, but just being with him would be great. There were a lot of clothes I had bought, in my last shopping-spree, that weren’t quite right, so I went shopping again. I definitely needed new swim trunks. I also bought some shorts and casual shirts. I wanted to make a good impression, especially if I was meeting his other friends.
Saturday morning finally arrived. Jake had asked that I get to his place by noon. After I showered and shaved, I packed and ate a small breakfast. I had told my parents I’d be spending the weekend at my friend’s home, and they were happy for me. I allowed plenty of time to arrive at Jake’s by noon. When I got to the street he had told me to turn left on to, I realized that I was in one of the wealthier suburbs! I drove along about a mile and found the address. It was posted on one of two stone pillars, with an open gate! There was a 6 foot fence around the property and a drive way that looked about a mile long! I thought I must have the wrong place, but it did have the right address. I took a chance and turned in to the drive and went up to a VERY large mansion! I parked my car, went to the door and rang the bell, thinking that the people here would know where I was looking for (maybe a caretaker’s place on the property?).
Jake part 9
A black woman, in a maid’s outfit, answered the door. I asked if she knew where Jake Warner lived. She answered me, in a French accent. ”Mr. Jake lives here. Are you Joe? He is expecting you. Please follow me.” I nearly fell over when she told me that. “Jake must be a boarder here, or something”, I thought. I entered a large room, with a huge stairway and hall above, then followed her through a hall to the kitchen. The place was HUGE. When I entered the kitchen, Jake was sitting at the table drinking coffee. The maid announced me and he stood and welcomed me. “Joe I’m so glad you’re here. Did you have any trouble finding the place?”, he asked. I told him it wasn’t difficult, but I didn’t think I had the right place. He came over and shook my hand and asked me to sit down with him. He was dressed in casual clothes, and he looked great. “Would you like something to eat or drink”, he asked. I told him coffee would be fine. He went to a counter, grabbed a mug, and poured me some coffee. “Would you like something with it? We have some pastries and bagels.”, he asked. I accepted, and he brought over a plate of the nicest looking baked goods I had ever seen. I had a bagel with cream cheese. (I had never had one of those before.) The coffee was very good too.
The maid, whose name was Angeline, asked Jake if there was anything he needed before she left for the weekend. They spoke about arrangements for his party, and whether all the things he asked for were ready. It seemed she had taken care of all his requests, and he was satisfied. She was going to visit her daughter for the weekend, and was leaving soon. Jake thanked her, and wished her a good weekend, and to give his regards to her daughter. With that, Angeline went through a door in the kitchen to a stairway and disappeared. “She’s a great person”, Jake said. “She and her family have been with us for 20 years”. My head was swimming with all of this new info. I actually had thought that Jake might be the ‘help’ here.
Jake grabbed another cup of coffee and sat with me. “I guess you are a bit surprised at all of this”, he said. “I never told you too much about myself, did I? I’ll fill you in on ALL the details this weekend.” He again said how happy he was that I came, and how much fun we’d have. “When we finish our breakfast I’ll give you a quick tour of the place”.
When we finished our coffee, he asked me to follow him. We went through a door at the other end of the kitchen, which slid open (I think they’re called pocket doors) and led to a large dining room. I don’t know the dimensions, but it had a table that had 12 chairs, all expensive looking furniture. Then we went through another door to the next room. This was what he called the sitting room. It was about the same size as the D R. He described everything as we walked. We left this room out to the hall I had come through earlier, next to the large staircase. We walked to the next room, near the front door, and entered. This was his father’s study, also of a similar size. It had a lot of bookshelves & wood paneling.
We crossed to the other side of the hall and entered a larger room which was full of cabinets and antiques. Jake said this was his mother’s ‘hobby room’. He told me she collects antique china and glassware. This room had 2 doors out to the hall way. We left and then entered another door which led to a game room with a pool table etc. We came back out and went to a hall way behind the stairs. There were two large doors at the end of each hall way. We then entered a huge room which seemed to run the width of the house. He called it the banquet room. “We hold parties and large gatherings here. Dad uses it a lot for entertaining clients.” It was beautiful. There was even, what looked like, a band stand against the back wall. On either end there were double doors leading outdoors. We went out one set of doors to a large covered porch. This had a bar and built in barbecue, refrigerator and sink, etc. This porch had to be at least 30 feet wide and 10 feet deep, and there was an awning the full length. There were 5 ceiling fans to help cool things off.
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At either end of this porch there were short flights of stairs leading to the ‘back yard’. This was a large grassy area with a huge pool and ‘out’ buildings. In a corner of the property there was a playground for children. Jake told me that it was for his niece & nephew, his sister’s kids. “I plan to have the party on the porch and out here by the pool”, he told me. “I’m hoping you’ll help me get everything ready. Will you mind? Just help me put out a few tables and chairs, and set up the stereo. Angeline has taken care of most of the food prep. All I have to do is set it out. I am going to be the chef for the meats. I do a mean grill. Angeline has prepared salads and snacks. Including you & me there will be only about 10 people. I stocked the ‘fridge with beer and wine and I raided dad’s liquor cabinet if anyone wants any hard stuff.” In honor of the holiday, there was lots of patriotic red, white & blue decorating the porch and pool area. I told Jake would be glad to help out.
He asked if I had gotten my bags from my car. I said I hadn’t, since I wasn’t sure if I was at the right house. Jake walked with me back out to my car and he took my bags. He asked me to move my car over near the garages (4 car!) so that it wouldn’t be in the way when guests arrived. He took my bags in while I moved the car. When I got out of the car, Jake called to me from a side door to come in that way to the kitchen, since it was a shorter walk. “Let’s get your gear up to the bedroom”, he said. I followed him through the same door in the kitchen that Angeline had gone through earlier. We went up the stairs to the first landing and then through a door to the hall way. (The stairs continued to another floor from this landing). The hall is the one I saw at the top of those stairs when I first arrived. “I’ll give you the short tour up here after we put your bags in my room” he said. (Looks like I’ll be bunking with Jake! I thought). We went through the first door near the stairway door, and entered what looked like a suite! There was, however, only ONE bed (and it was huge). He asked if there was anything I needed to hang in the closet, and I said just a few things. Jake went over to a high bureau and said I could have any of the drawers I needed. Next he showed me his bath room, which was larger than my bedroom at home. It had a really nice, manly fragrance too. I learned what that was later. Well, you are settled for now, let’s take the upstairs ‘tour’.
Jake part 10- the Tour part 2
Jake told me first that Angeline lived on the third floor in an apartment his family provided for her. She lived there alone now, since her husband Henri passed and her 2 children moved away. Next we went down the hall to the next ‘room’, which was actually a suite of 2 rooms and a bath. He told me that this was for his sister and her family when they visit. Next was the master suite used by his parents. I thought it looked similar in layout to his. “I’m having you bunk with me since the other bedrooms are sort of ‘off limits’. I hope you don’t mind. I can move a foldout bed in if you are not comfortable sharing with me, but as you saw, that is a very big bed. I had it specially made for me.” I was sort of uncomfortable, and told him a fold out would be OK (but I was also enticed by the idea of sharing his with him.) He seemed a bit disappointed, but said we could take care of the foldout bed after the party. Jake explained that the house originally had 6 bedrooms but they were combined, since his parents generally didn’t want overnight guests. “There are 3 full bathrooms up here and 2 powder rooms on the first floor”, he told me, “as well as a powder room / cabana near the pool”. (That must be the out buildings I saw). Then we returned to his room and I unpacked my things. I didn’t really take notice of his room much now.