The entire house awoke at the same time Monday morning. The five of us went outside where Wanda and I lined up the three with no experience and faced them. She said, "Follow Chuck's movements. They will be slow and deliberate. You will know what he will be doing before he does it, but just stay in his rhythm. I will follow him too. Tomorrow, we can do mine. I wish we could hear Chuck's music; it would make our movements even more enjoyable."
I kept all of my movements in the basic forms, stretching my limbs for the good feeling it brings. When I finished, we all stood motionless for fifteen to thirty seconds, then I said, "Let's do some swimming."
We all swam hard, but not to exhaustion like we do after a workout. The outdoor shower was fun. It seemed we were all more comfortable being nude together after wandering around naked with a hundred or so other people.
While we were eating breakfast, Bobby commented, "I can't wait to have my family come up and we all go to one of those church services together. I think that was the purest I've ever felt in church. When I was growing up, it always seemed as if whoever was talking was trying to make me feel guilty. Yesterday, the man was making me feel good about me and the day."
Marie said, "That was different. I'm not sure how my dad would feel about it. My mom doesn't have an opinion about much of anything. The place would give her some peace though."
"I was happy to see some of my old friends there," Jan said, wistfully. "Maggie and I used to be pretty tight. We shared some happy times together. Funny how seeing all of the girls there brought so many pleasant thoughts, but it made me realize how full my life is now that I have included Chuck and everyone else here."
Bobby was blushing a little, "Before meeting you and Wanda, Jan, I never did really do anything with another girl. You two make it seem so natural and so intimate, that our activities seem to just flow. Wanda, when I was so upset, you held me, almost mothered me, nurtured me. That was very special."
"When someone needs that type of comforting, it makes me feel very special to be able to offer it. I've been rewarded handsomely because of it."
Wanda rode with me this morning, while Jan and Marie rode with Bobby. I had to write incident reports and go over dozens of reports by the deputies and Bureau agents that had been involved this past weekend. I didn't envy Frank or his men, as they had to write up their raids. That means they had to relive the horrors of finding all those mistreated children.
It was lunchtime before I even looked at e-mail. I needed a break, so I called Bobby to see if she was able to break for lunch. Marie picked up for her and said she was at the courthouse, going over details for another report that had been requested. I was about to go to the greasy burger place down the block when Wanda came to the door and said, "The lady who stood you up before is asking to speak with you again."
I picked up the phone and said, "Charles Johnson."
"I understand it's Chuck Johnson."
"It can be."
"Mr. Johnson, I know I'm calling at the last minute, but would you join me and a few of my associates at the same restaurant as before for lunch. I guarantee I will be waiting for you when you arrive."
"What time, Ma'am?"
"Anytime, right now would be perfect."
"Would it be an imposition if a few of my business companions joined us? I'm sure you would find their company pleasant..."
"Bring all you wish, Mr. Johnson, it will be my pleasure."
I quickly said, "Since I'm starved at this moment, I'm leaving right now. I'll be there in less than ten minutes."
At her door, I asked Wanda, "Would you like to come for lunch with me? The strange lady is bringing others, so you would be welcome. Too bad Bobby isn't available."
We both went to the restroom for relief and to wash our hands, then rode down to street level and walked the couple of blocks to the big building that had the executive restaurant upstairs. As Wanda and I neared the desk a tall, sophisticated, woman in an unusual business suit approached us. "Mr. Johnson?" The lady smiled very nicely, offering me her hand. "Veronica Highsmith."
I nodded and introduced Wanda as Ms. Wanda Johnson, my Office Manager. The lady almost frowned when she asked, "Relation?"
"No, just a coincidence, nice to meet you, properly Ms. Highsmith."
"Please call me Veronica. Come this way, we already have a table."
When we got to the table, surprise, surprise. Wanda and I had already met two of the people there. Veronica said, "Chuck Johnson, Senior U.S. Deputy Marshal, and Wanda Johnson his Office Manager." She pointed first at a smiling, nice looking, man in his early forties who was standing, "Bert Harper of Harper Construction and Management Corporation, Zena Parks, Marketing Manager, and Tom Parks, Supervising Architect."
Zena said, "I said I hoped to see you again soon, I didn't realize it would be so soon."
When Veronica and Bert look quizzically at Zena, Tom answered for her. "These two were part of a larger group visiting out at the park yesterday. I think they found us to be regular folks with a little bit different life style."
Bert eyed us, "I've found a second life out there as well. It is extremely peaceful and friendly in the park."
I asked Tom, "Aren't you busy enough with that group of restaurants and bars out there without being involved with this?"
"That's for fun; this is what I do for a living. The bed and breakfast and the cabins could be a living too, but they are a bit seasonal. Doing what I do with Bert's company gives me great pleasure."
"Let's order so lunch doesn't take forever," Veronica said, as a waiter stood next to her.
Everyone ordered various things, but a chicken and shrimp Caesar salad caught my eye. Bert said, "Excellent choice, the only thing better is the seafood Caesar. It has lobster and clam in it. You'll love the one you ordered though."
Wanda had taken Bert's suggestion and ordered the seafood Caesar.
While we waiting for iced tea, water, and coffee to be brought, Veronica got right to business. "Since you have a great deal of influence as to where federal law enforcement is housed, I want to interest you in our buildings for the coming relocation of the ATF group, as well as the DEA group. We conveniently own the building next to the federal building you work out of. Ours is the building directly across from the garage you use. As a matter of fact, you lease the garage from Bert now. I propose that we extend the group of federal law enforcement into the adjoining building to keep the offices in close proximity. You could additionally benefit by sharing garage space as well. You might be able to even move other federal offices into the building."
I answered, "It's good to hear you so enthusiastic about helping us resolve a housing problem I wasn't aware was coming up. I will have to ask the agencies and D.C. about it. I'm very new in the position and have a ton to learn. Wanda will assist me in discovering what our needs are and what, if any, involvement I am to have in the selection."
Veronica gave her thousand watt smile again and said, "Perfect, exactly what I wanted to hear. From this point forward, Zena will be your contact and our agent to assist you. Should you lease from us, Tom would supervise your buildout needs. Bert and I just sit back and collect the money."
This must have tickled Wanda, as she began laughing almost uncontrollably.
I patted her on the back asking, "Are you okay?"
Veronica said, "I didn't think it was that funny."
Wanda said, "Having knowledge of the first attempted meeting you two almost had, the last sentence you said, Ms. Highsmith, was perfect. It just hit me funny after the fit you threw over Chuck not waiting for you before."
Veronica actually blushed, "Please forgive me for acting improper. I am somewhat egotistical and occasionally think it's cute to have businessmen wait for me to make my grand appearance. You proved not to be one of the weaker people who succumb to my arrogance. Again, forgive me for not valuing your time."
Zena said, "You see, Veronica, there are more men out there other than Tom who are not amused by some of your antics."
"Ah, but Tom amuses me in other ways."
Bert cut in quickly as if to head off something. "I do want for us to do business, Chuck. I also would enjoy knowing you better out at the park. Please make sure to have Tom or Zena call me when you're there."
Zena said, "I think Chuck should be commended for being so comfortable with everyone yesterday. It was probably very difficult for him to expose his leg to everyone."
When Bert and Veronica looked at Zena, then me, I said, "I have a lower leg that is missing. I use a prosthesis which is an aluminum stalk that a shoe fits on."
Tom said, "When we were all having a good time with Zena's and my mom and dad, we didn't even notice. Because he is so comfortable with it, we all were too. Can I ask how you lost your leg?"
"I lost it in Iraq. I didn't keep it out of the way of a grenade."
Tom reached across the table to shake my hand and said, "Thank you for serving. I'm sorry you had to give so much for my freedom and protection."
Veronica had a shocked look on her face, "You're right, Tom, I didn't even think of it in that way."
She got up and came around the table. She hugged me then gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Thank you, and you're still protecting us aren't you?"
The food had been served and was delicious. When I commented on it, Veronica said, "Bert will have you registered here so you can come up for lunch or dinner whenever you wish. They invoice your office monthly so it is ideal for business entertaining."
"That would be nice but Deputies don't entertain for lunch the same way you do. I'm afraid it isn't deductible since you indirectly pay my salary and our offices expenses anyway."
"We do, don't we?" Veronica said. "You do put things in a very simplistic manner, Mr. Johnson."
When Wanda and I were done eating, I said, "Thank you for inviting me to lunch. If you will register me here, the next time will my treat. This would be a nice place to bring one of my people for appreciation lunches."
I stood, "Wanda and I will find out what our needs are and talk to you soon, Zena. I don't mean to cut this short, but we do need to return to work. We normally do not take a break longer than a half hour at noon. We are stretching it a little."
Bert said, "Nice to see you observe strict hours, Chuck. You don't expect that from government employees."
As I shook hands with Tom, he gave me a genuine smile and said, "Please visit us at the park again soon." He turned to Burt and said, "Chuck's friend and obvious partner is an extremely tall, large lady. She is really fascinating. Veronica, you would be stunned."
Zena said, "My goodness, it's your Bobby isn't it? She is magnificent. She's just so huge and beautiful."
Zena had voiced her description with reverence and a wistful look. Veronica picked up on it and said, "I will have to meet this splendid lady."
"Bobby wants to bring her family out next time. Her sisters are equally as large and tall, as is her Mother. You'll be amused that her father is very short, very slim. You'll enjoy their story. Actually, you'll enjoy the entire family as they are all full of life."
Tom said, "I'm looking forward to it."
Wanda and I said goodbye, leaving the four still at the table enjoying their leisurely lunch. Our walk back to shop was full of talk about the strange Veronica, and how unique it was to see Tom and Zena again so soon. She said, "The two of them are very attractive with clothes on. As I remember, you were very impressed with her and her mother in the buff yesterday."
I looked at her thinking, 'These are business hours, be on your good behavior.' "Wanda, we'll need to talk about this later, so I don't say anything inappropriate during business hours."
"Thank you, Chuck, but this is still lunch until we hit that front door ahead of us. I'm only a stickler at work."
When we returned, Bobby was talking to Conish. I invited her into my office and told her about our lunch and seeing Tom and Zena in clothes. She laughed, "I'll bet you didn't get as excited as you did yesterday."
I asked, "So, is everything done and filed from yesterday's disaster?"
"Yep, I attended the five minutes it took for the judge to declare a mistrial, and he didn't allow any bail and told the prosecutor that he wants any motions on his desk by next Monday. If there is to be a new trial, it should begin promptly. That's a lot different than we heard it was going to be."
I agreed and added, "I don't think he enjoyed being shot at. I suppose that might influence his judgment a little."
Bobby said, "The ad we put in the online newspaper has worked wonders. We are taking care of our air responsibilities, as well as Orlando's, and they are now getting a lot of requests for part time work from recent retirees. We've picked up two more young deputies that liked the low housing cost and no state income tax. We're getting close to our staffing numbers. I think that's the first time in years. You'll have to watch my budget now, especially any of my overtime having to do with surveillance. You'll have to give some of it to the Bureau, but that won't help since you're responsible for their numbers too."
"At least I've found out now how to have stations get some transfers. They need to advertise what kind of advantages they have, like skiing in Denver or fishing in Seattle."
Bobby said, "I want to sit in on the interview with Conish tomorrow. I think we should video the interview as well. I just spoke to Tampa PD and they said they are organizing a task force to investigate all of this as well. It would be good to let others observe your meeting tomorrow. You can screen Conish so her face is not visible and you can have her voice masked so it is not recognizable. Considering the folks we've been dealing with, I think that would be prudent."
I said to Bobby, "Let me call my contact for the FDLE (Florida Department of Law Enforcement) to see if he has someone that might need to come. I need to call Dan down at the DEA office too. I forgot him."
I made those two calls and then one to the Chief of the Tampa PD. He wanted to send one of his detectives who is being assigned to the task force. I reminded him that this was not a witness, only an informant. He understood, as have all the other people.
When I called downstairs to Frank, I told him, "There is going to be a large group. If you can have your techs set up voice screening and a visual screen so the informant can not be viewed by the audience and those with questions, I would really appreciate it."
"We're set up for it anyway, Chuck. We can put the informant in the interrogation room off the conference room. There is an excellent speakerphone system between the two rooms. I'll have the guys make sure our video with audio is set up for the meeting so we get everyone attending on camera as well. This will go a long way in the scheme of integrating agencies you seem to be doing."
"Good deal, Frank, I appreciate you hosting this thing. I'm going to have to find a place for these get-togethers if they are going to be frequent."
"Hell, hold them here. That way it looks like the Bureau is taking the lead. We need the good press."
"I can do that. Say uncle if it gets to be too much."
He laughed, "Some extra coffee would be nice."
The rest of the afternoon was spent doing paperwork and finding out what my responsibilities were regarding space requirements for other agencies. I called John and he said, "I forgot to tell you about that. In Tampa, you have to handle them all. I'll get you together with our property director. He'll know or is supposed to know what's going on everywhere. He'll use you often when you travel. He gets a copy of your itinerary, as do the budget people and HR, so you see how those schedules are important. We get to give you additional little jobs while you are on location. Now you know why I didn't want to travel often."
I was finishing up my e-mail when Wanda put through John Kensington, the property director.
"So, Wild Bill, are you ready to go get some office space for the DEA bunch and the ATF guns and bomb guys? Did they call up and tell you that their lease is almost up and the building owner is planning on tearing it down?"
"No, and my friends usually call me Chuck. I heard we need new offices sort of through the back door. A property management company approached me. They actually have a good idea, but I didn't want to even think about doing anything without someone to guide me."
"Well, that's refreshing. Everyone thinks my job is easy and wonders what it is I do all day."
"I know nothing about renting office space, John, so help me."
"What kind of deal do they have?"
"I didn't talk any numbers, but they have a building next to our federal building here in Tampa that is available. The same company owns the garage we lease a lot of space in now. Their contention is that we would have our agencies together in close proximity and we would have better use of the garage facilities."
John said, "Sounds good. Go ahead and make an appointment to look at the facilities. I'll send you the space dimensions we have now and you can speak with the people in charge of those operations to find out their forecasted needs. I'll send you any other agencies or departments we need space for, and you might be able to make a better deal if we take over the whole building. If you want, when you get to the negotiations, call me and I'll come down. I'd love to meet you and you can listen in while I negotiate. It'll give you a handle on what to look for."
I was nodding while talking on the phone. John couldn't see me, but I was thinking right along, "Yep, yep, yep, I need to learn."
After thanking him and exchanging e-mails, I pulled Zena's card and called the number. An effeminate male voice answered respectfully. I identified myself and asked for Zena. I was put on hold, and then Zena answered. "So soon, Chuck. How may I help you?"
I explained what I had been told and we set up a visit to the other building for Friday. My schedule was good so I agreed to Friday morning.
I sat back in my chair and thought, 'Good day, a lot accomplished.' I went up to Comish and asked her to visit with me for a moment. When she was in my office, I said, "I have you fixed up for tomorrow so no one will see you and your voice will be masked. They all know you are an informant and not a witness."
"Thank you, Mr. Johnson, I was concerned about that. I am greatly relieved, but still happy to be able to tell everything I know about someone who is out to harm others and our country."
She stood when I did, and I couldn't help myself. I gave her a hug, saying, "Thank you, Conish, you are a good citizen."
She was a little flustered, as it was inappropriate for me to do that, but my door was open to both Angie and Wanda, so what's the harm. Conish smiled warmly and went back to work.
My cell phone rang.
When I answered it, my big Honey asked, "Are you buying me a beer or do I have to buy?"
"The Office?"
"I'm ready to go and half the office is about ready to run out the door. It's five oh one, so what's taking you so long?"
My desk was clear, so I put my laptop in my case and shut off my lights. Wanda was standing there with her purse, and when I turned, Angie and Conish were both looking at me expectantly.
"I've already been asked, 'What's taking me so long?' Let's go have some liquid refreshment."
My three ladies accompanied me out into the hall, locking our door behind us, and were met by the marshal's office people. The elevator was pretty full, but when it stopped on two, Marie reached out, grabbed Jan, and pulled her into the car. The others said they would wait for another car."
It was a happy group that waited for Bobby and me to put our homework into our cars and join them in walking down the street to The Office.
While we were walking to the end of our block, turning and walking down to the end of the next block, I thought, this place is just diagonally down from our back door. I wonder if it has a back door. This was really only a block farther from the employment office than the bar we used to go to there.
The place was hopping. Monday's are probably always busy since people want to hang on to a little of the weekend spirit they have left. There was some kind of beer special, but as long as it was cold and wet, I would be happy. We were stuffing popcorn and drinking beer when a feminine voice came between Bobby and me and said, "Twice in one day? Now that is a coincidence."
Zena was snuggled up to Bobby hugging her around the waist. As large as Bobby is, she does have a smaller waist than you would think. She's just big everywhere, that's all.
Bobby, in her usual exuberance, put her hands on Zena's waist and picked her up as if she were a twenty pound kid. "So good to see you, Zena."
Zena's surprise registered with Bobby and she put her down saying, "I'm sorry. I forget myself sometimes, but I am happy to see you."
Zena said, "That's all right, I haven't been picked up like that since I was three and my dad did it. My goodness, you're strong."
Bobby blushed, "Chuck makes me work out every day, that's why."
"Don't believe a word she tells you. She worked out long before I showed up."
"Not nearly as much, and never as regular as we do now. You should see this little shrimp lift. He's really strong, and when he swims sprints, you better be in shape if you want to keep up with him."
Tom was next to me, talking to Wanda and Jan about how much fun they had yesterday at the camp.
The waitresses were really good. If they saw your pitcher was nearing empty, they would be bringing another. If you didn't want it, they would just go to the next table. Someone needed it.
A voice from the past said to me, "My glass is empty, can you be a gentleman and pour me a beer."
I looked down and son of a gun, "Tiani, it's good to see you." I picked up the cute little black girl, and she gave me a kiss that had Bobby peering around at me.
The girl was smiling from ear to ear, "I figured you guys came in here after being over at your house the other day. The other girls are right over there, but if you walk away from your table, it's gone. We don't have our private booth like the other place. Come say hi."
Angie hollered, "Hi Tiani, haven't seen you in a long time, Girl."
Tiani ran to give Angie a hug, then pulled me by the hand to where the others were. Jan had followed as she saw Frieda. While I gave each a hug and kiss, Jan was telling Frieda about Maggie and the park. In a few short minutes, the girls were excitedly talking about going out there to see the place. Tiani asked me, "If I come out there, will you be happy to see me naked again?"
"Of course, Tiani, but it will be under a little different circumstances."
The little imp said, "I'll talk to that big girlfriend of yours and maybe she'll let us borrow you a little while."
Brandy said, "I don't think I want to piss her off though. She is really big."
"You wouldn't, Brandy, Bobby is the sweetest girl you'll ever find. The more you know her, the more you'll like her. I'm kind of monogamous. Bobby and I are pretty tight."
Jan who had been talking to Frieda said, "Sure you are, you live with four horny women and you're monogamous? Right. Girls, you just have to take a number when you come in the door."
I was shaking my head on the way back to Bobby and our group. Bert had joined our group, along with Veronica, who was again holding a leash attached to a very proper looking short lady with a big smile on her face. Now what was this all about?
Bert saw me look askance at the leash and collar, and since he was standing next to me, said, "Veronica is a little strange. The lady on the leash enjoys being there. Now you may get a hint why Veronica is a little domineering."
I was saying, "No shit," when Bobby asked me, "Should I get a collar so you can lead me on a leash? I would let you do that with me if you wanted. I would be proud to be led around by you."
"I like you just the way you are, Bobby, stay that way. Bert, this is the second time I've witnessed Veronica leading this lovely lady around."
We had reached our collective two beer limit, so I began saying goodbye. I asked Tom, "Is there a back door? If there is, I'll bet the back door to our office is really close."
Tom pointed to the back and said, "It's to the left of the pinball machines."
Bobby said, "They have pizza that's supposed to be the same recipe as the pizza out at Parks Place. I'm tempted to order one to take home."
"If you want pizza, let's go work out then drive out there and get some. I could go for some too."
Tom said, "If you guys come to the gate, tell them you are coming to my house. Park where the long garage is and come in the front or back. I'll order pizza for all of us. It'll make your trip out there twice the fun. 'Shannon may not be working tonight, but I think Joanie is. Just come on out. Zena will love to have you guys come."
Bert had heard us. "I'll stop by with Betty and say hi. You'll love her. She's so full of life, she makes my life wonderful." He glowed when he said that.
Bobby had heard the invite and was huddling with the girls. They all
seemed to be in agreement. We left, with Wanda again riding with me, while Jan and Marie rode with Bobby. At home, it took only seconds for everyone to be in workout clothes in the gym room, using whatever appliance was available. I only did fifteen minutes on the bike and fifteen on the treadmill before running through the weights. Bobby slipped an extra five pounds a side on me, and I was struggling though my ten reps of two twenty-five. I was ready to do my second set when Bobby took off the extra weights on each side, smiling at me, "That'll make it easier. I want you to work up to three fifty so you can press me. I'd love that."
"I'll press you alright, from the top down. I'll be sure to do that tonight. I'm already exceeding my own weight. That's good enough for me."
When I got up and began pulling off my T-shirt, everyone else stopped and began stripping on the way out of the house, heading to the pool. We all swam hard, but again, not to exhaustion. I just didn't feel like doing it to that extreme today.
As I swam to the steps, Bobby said, "Is everyone all right about going back our to the nudist park for pizza?"
Everyone was in agreement and Marie said, "I'd ask what to wear out there, but it wouldn't make a difference would it? I'll just slide on some shorts, a tank, and some sandals so I can be bare ass naked in just seconds."
That's what everyone put on, except Wanda. She had a short little tank top type of dress on. She looked really cute in it. You could tell she was braless and when I said, "You look good in that, Wanda," she raised the short skirt of the dress to show me that's all she had on. I must have blushed as everyone was laughing at me.
Bobby's car was the chosen vehicle as it easily held us all. When we hit the gate and talked to the attendant or guard, Marie was already bare and Jan was stripping at the same time. The guard just grinned at the enthusiasm of the girls. He said, "They're just like the little kids that come out. Their parents have a hard time keeping clothes on them until they get here."
We drove to the long garage and parked. Bobby stripped right down, so I took off my shorts and T-shirt, which left me in only tennis shoes on both my good and fake feet.
Before we were at the door, little Joanie came running out to greet us. She said, "I didn't have to work tonight. Come on in. Everybody is going to be here tonight. We're going to have a ball."
When I walked in I handed Tom a case of cold bottled beer that we had stopped for. He smiled and thanked me for the extras. He said, "Probably a good thing. I think my sister and her husband are coming along with both Zena's and my parents that you already met. In about ten seconds or there abouts, my favorite redhead is going to come through the door since she doesn't have to work either. Maggie put on some more bartenders so my two girls don't have to work as much."
I turned to look at the gathering and discovered that Betsy was really something to behold. Tom saw me checking out her endowment and said, "Your Bobby is probably bigger, but on Betsy's small frame they do look like big toys, don't they?"
Bobby heard that and laughed. "You guys, you must be in hog heaven being able to check out all the babes with no clothes on."
Tom said, "Like you wouldn't believe. It's still just a gallery though. For the most part, it's look but don't touch. It's still cool to be able to see it all sometimes."
Zena said, "He counts the individual hairs on their..."
Tom was covering her mouth saying, "I do not. She's the one running around with a tape measure, teasing guys then measuring them."
Zena was struggling to get his hand away from her mouth and then had hold of his dick. She was giggling, "I'll show you about measuring dicks. I think I'll just bite this thing off and then measure it."
The two were playing like little kids.
A black couple, carrying a little baby, came in. The lady said to the man, "See what I had to put up with as a kid. Tommy is always teasing like that."
The tall black guy looked at Bobby and said, "Oh momma, somebody got's to introduce me to da big babe."
The woman said, "Down boy, you wouldn't know what to do with it if you caught it."
Zena went and took the baby from the woman, "June, it's so neat that you brought little Jerry. The only problem with this kid is he'll get a nipple in his mouth and just won't let go."
"If you fill up his little tummy, he goes right to sleep and lets go then."
Sure enough, the cute little kid had one of Zena's nipples in his mouth, giving it a good suck. Gerald had come over near me and elbowed me and said, "Kid knows where to suck, doesn't he?"
We introduced ourselves to each other, then I introduced him to the other ladies. He was being introduced to Bobby and she smiled at him, wagging her monster tits. It did something for him, as he sprung a woody that was really so long and skinny, it would tickle a lady's tonsils from the other direction.
June said, "Down boy," As she came up and got a good grip on part of it. "Does this lady really do it, big boy?"
Gerald said, "Sorry, I don't usually let myself get away like that."
Bobby said, "I'm flattered. You're as bad as Chuck. He sees me like this everyday, but he shows me everytime how excited I make him. I love it."
Wanda was over by us and said, "That is a very interesting ornament you're showing Gerald. I'll bet you've been told it has special uses."
Zena came over and whispered something into Wanda's ear. Wanda said, "Exactly, he would definitely be a good choice for a double wouldn't he?"
Bobby was hanging on to me and that meant I had a tit in my face and a lot of body next to me. I said, "We've been here several minutes and several things have not happened."
Zena looked at me questioningly.
"I have no cold beer in my hand, I don't think anyone's ordered pizza, and the sexy redhead hasn't shown up yet."
Zena came to me and gave me a full body hug, rubbing her mound against me dangerously. "I can't take care of the first two, but perhaps I could fill in till she gets here."
"Oh go get him, Honey, you're gonna wake that boy up," Bobby said, encompassing Zena and me in her arms, pushing us together even more.
I couldn't help it. I was rigid, sticking up between our hostess' legs. The redness of my face made Bobby and Zena giggle as they separated to let me get some air. Bobby said, "I guess you sparked him up just as good as the redhead, didn't you?"
Zena did get me an ice cold beer and said, "The pizza is coming along with some calzones."
Joanie was busy talking with Jan and Marie, who was now in charge of little Jerry. June and Wanda were in the kitchen, talking about something, when Bobby softly said to me, "Here comes your redhead. You better get it up for her. Keep in mind I have special needs."
I resolved right then that I would be very careful to avoid being titillated over these things. As the girls gathered around Shannon, and discovered something she had brought with her, Tom moved me out the front door to his nice screened in porch. The early evening was not that warm out there, so we sat and enjoyed an early beer under a gently oscillating fan.
We could see the two older couples I had met before walking toward us. That would be Tom's mom and dad, and Zena's mom and dad. There was also a younger couple, consisting of a tall guy and a younger version of Tom's mom. When they came in, Zora said, "Oh look who's here already. Is your giant lady here too?" Tom's mom came over and gave him a very sweet motherly kiss then Zena's mom did the same thing. The other lady, Tom's mom's look-a-like, said to Tom, "Hey bro, you gonna introduce Jeff and me or what?"
"This is Chuck Johnson, a deputy marshal we met this past weekend. Go inside and meet the ladies who came with him. Jeff, wait till you meet Chuck's friend, Bobby, you're going to need Dana's help."
Tom's and Zena's dads had shaken my hand and were quickly into the house. They were both fascinated by Bobby's size. When Bobby's whole family came out, they would go into shock.
Bobby came out carrying a couple of fresh beers for Tom and me. She said, "Are you hiding out here to stay out of trouble, or to keep from being over stimulated?"
"Tom and I came out here to bullshit a little, but haven't had a chance yet."
"Well, here's another beer for you two, Shannon brought some little calzones that someone named Georgia made up as an experiment. I'll bring a couple out."
Instead of Bobby coming out, little Joanie came out with the miniature calzones. She handed each of us one and sat right on Tom's lap. She talked to us about how good they were. Joanie was checking me out thoroughly, looking me up and down, looking at my leg and everything about me. She whispered something to Tom who chuckled, then she got up and sat right on my lap, wiggling just a little to get settled. She picked up my hand and put in under her breast and said, "How does it feel? Does it make you think I'm not a kid? Do you like them? They're new, you know. I just love them. I can make them shake and wiggle and now when I get excited, my nipples really pop out. Really though, Chuck, what do you think about them?"
I was a little taken aback, but Tom said, "Go ahead, be honest. Tell Joanie how you like her new tits."
"I think they are perfect, not obnoxiously big but plenty big enough to give you an obvious chest in any type of clothing. They are very attractive."
Joanie grinned and asked, "Do they make you want to play with them? Do you want to suck on them?" Her enthusiasm was really cute.
"Joanie, if I didn't have a girlfriend already, I'd try to hog you all to myself."
That made her shiver and the little girl snuggled deeper into me, holding my hand on one of her breasts. Bobby had come out and heard this last conversation and she said, "Would you like me to loan him to you, Joanie. I just love to watch him with other girls. You would be fun to play with."
This made Joanie happy and excited enough that she leaped from my lap to Bobby's arms. She said, "You'd be fun to play with too. I really like how big you are. You're so solid, you feel hard like Chuck does."
Joanie realized she said hard, so after giggling about it, she added, "Not like a hard thing between your legs, but firm like with muscles."
"I know what you meant. You're pretty firm yourself, Joanie."
"I run every day and I can swim now. I swim every day so my tits will stand up and everyone can tell I'm a lady, not some pre-teen," Joanie said, expressively pushing her chest out to emphasize and exaggerate her chest.
Wanda came out to the porch. "There is a huge pile of boxes of pizza on the table. The way everyone is attacking them, you should probably claim some now if you want any."
Tom and Joan hurried inside then Wanda, Bobby, and I followed. Wanda said softly to Bobby and me, "These people are very informal and it seems very sexual. Unless we want to become involved in an all-out orgy, we might want to leave early. I'm not uncomfortable with the prospect as there are so many good looking men and women, but I can tell Chuck isn't very eager for an introduction to Orgies 101."
As we hesitated at the door, Bobby said quietly, "I'm a babe in the woods with playing mix and match with a large group too. It sure makes me excited, but I don't know whether I'm ready for something like that tonight. If we can get Marie out of here, since she seems to be going up in flames, we should probably leave as soon after eating as we can."
With that agreed upon, we went inside to eat and visit with all the people.
Familial look-alikes are not that unusual, but represented in the two families were three distinct examples. Zena and Zora looked like twins, except Zora was slightly heavier breasted than Zena, and her hips were a little wider. Both of them had cute, rounded, tushes that demanded second looks. Dana and Loraine were similar like Zena and Zora, but the personalities were very far apart so they didn't appear to be twins. They looked alike, but didn't act alike.
Tom was slightly taller than his dad and wore his hair shorter, but their builds and features were nearly exact. They both had crooked grins when amused, and broad smiles when excited.
I was envious of these two families, as they were able to have the two generations together. They lived close, apparently just down the street or road or path. Even the sister lived close. A feeling of happiness for them, and sadness of not having that for myself, washed over me; however, there was a very large reason to rejoice sitting next to me, and she was very eager to share her large, and I mean that in many ways, family with me. Just thinking of their diversity brought a smile to my lips. I suddenly had the urge to want to be a part of a family, my family.
The conversation centered around a potential project Tom and his dad were considering. Apparently, Tom owned some land that adjoined the naturist park and was considering opening it up as an addition to the park for possible future building. Their discussions were centered around what size the lots should be. Tommy wanted them to be the same size as his lot was, but Lee, Tom's dad, wanted to make the lots a third of the size. Tom's argument was, a naturist park is all about being back to nature. He said if he didn't have open area on one side of him and the cypress swamp on the other, there was no way he would have ever built the bed and breakfast or the cabins. Lee contended that this was the last of Tom's unimproved property that his aunt had left him and he should maximize its value by subdividing it into tiny parcels.
I thought it might be really interesting to own a place out here but that would be a lot of money and it seemed I had just bought a really fancy piece of property. Although I bought it for a lot less than market, the value of property was dropping everywhere.
Bobby and Wanda were listening closely to the conversation too, so I'm sure they had similar thoughts. The park had an appeal but I was a little unsure of what appeared to be a promiscuous environment. It might be a little scary being involved with several people, as STDs seem so prevalent in society these days.
I needed to have that talk with Bobby. As a matter of fact, our entire household needed to come to some form of hygiene agreement as we had been very open since we began fooling around.
The redhead sitting across from me was fascinating. I kept thinking she could be a rainy day game. Bobby and I could play connect a dot/freckle while exploring all of her red hair. She did shave most of her fuzzies but there was no need. Her red pubic hair was extremely thin, not hiding anything.
Wow, taking a visual poll of pubic areas was fun. Zora and Zena both had dark, thick, auburn hair. Their pubic areas were almost bare. Loraine and Dana both had almost coal black hair, but Loraine was almost completely bare, while Dana appeared to be cut into some form of style with her vagina appearing bare. Joanie had mostly uncut, but sparse, light blonde hair. Betsy was totally bare to make her super sized boobs look even bigger. Maggie had a trimmed lush growth of dark fur that pretty much covered her sex. My four women, wow, I was referring to them as "my" four women, were all neatly trimmed with Bobby and Wanda having less hair than Marie and Jan. With a smile, I thought, "All the better to eat you, my Dear," said the big bad wolf. My mind was going off the deep end tonight.
As we all became full and lethargic, I held my wrist up and checked the time, exclaiming, "It's getting pretty late, ladies, we should be heading back soon. Tomorrow is a work day."
Zena said, "It is, isn't it? It was fun to have lunch with you today, Chuck and Wanda. I hope you don't let Veronica get under your skin. She does mean well, but is a little strange."
Tom said, "She ain't strange, she's damned weird. You can't help but like her, but she is really off the wall."
Lee made a comment that was probably correct, "She isn't as comfortable around stronger men like Martin, Tom, or me. I can imagine what Chuck must do to her. She has probably tried to intimidate him from the beginning, and I just don't see Chuck putting up with her."
Wanda was laughing, "Veronica invited him to lunch and was going to make him wait. Chuck is a stickler on punctuality and he doesn't allow himself extended lunches, so when she didn't show, he left. When she said she was ready, he told her to call another time when she knew she would be available on time. It was fun. The first couple of calls from her were very superior, but each successive call was considerably more cordial. Chuck treated her very nice, but very exact, very strict." She looked at Tom, "Did you really set Chuck up to dine up there?"
Zena said, "I did, and furthermore, I put our company as the billing address. I'm sure you won't abuse it, but do use it to your advantage. You must take Bobby up there soon, the food is just great. Call me, and Tom and I will go with you so you don't feel as if you're taking advantage."
"Please change that Zena." I said. "We are going to be doing business together and I don't need the appearance of impropriety. My office can handle the expense easily enough."
I stood so my crew would get the idea that we should be going. They all appeared to go along with the plan and got up to head toward the back door. We began to get handshakes from the men and hugs and a few kisses from the ladies.
Joanie was cute; she stood on a chair to give Bobby a kiss, then turned to me and gave me a kiss while rubbing her nipples on my chest. Betsy seemed to smash her big ones into you. Zora's hips were extremely busy while getting a hug and kiss, and Loraine felt like a sexy snake slithering around you. By the time Zena had given me a kiss, and Shannon was holding her arms out to me, I was proudly pointing the way. She whispered into my ear, "Now that everyone has you ready for me, you're leaving. Do come back with your beautiful ladies, especially Bobby. We can all have some fun together."
That just made me harder. As we went out the back door, Bobby comically led me by holding my hardon and pulling me toward the car. The view of all those different bare women at once is just too much for a guy like me.
We slipped on our shorts and shirts, Wanda her dress, and departed. Bobby wanted me to drive, so I tooled the fancy Escalade home. Driving up to our house I was thinking that it's now our house, not a safe house owned by the government, and it gave me pleasure. Then it came to me. I thought of the place as "our" house collectively. These women were my family. If they were sisters, I had been committing incest. If they were wives, I wasn't treating them equally. I guess it was some form of loose poly-relationship that was working right then, so I shouldn't mess with it. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
Bobby and I were brushing our teeth, getting ready for bed when Marie came in and asked, "Can I sleep with you guys tonight? I really need ah, ah some loving from both of you. I need some of Chuck, but I want to have Bobby hold me and let me love her. I love to have Jan with me too, but I need Bobby sometimes. I just love the way I feel so protected with Bobby and you, Chuck."
Bobby waved for me to put Marie into our bed and was gone for a minute, then came back in the bedroom. She smiled at me and mouthed, "Jan and Wanda are together."
Bobby and I made love to Marie until she said, "I feel so good, so satisfied, I want to just fall asleep in the wet spot and dream of how good I feel all night."
She did.
Primary editing by Pepere
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