Chapter 2
Nina's Story
Nina Katherine Murphy was born in Boston in 1960, the fifth of Sean and Mary Murphy's seven children. The Murphy's were the poster family for Irish-Americans; Sean was a hard drinking policeman and Mary a diminutive, red-headed fire brand. They were a close family, hot tempered and argumentative among themselves but united against the world. Nina attended Catholic school and shared her mother's devotion to the church. She was a carbon copy of her mother without the temper; Sean teasingly called her Mary, Junior.
Nina's devotion to the church had her headed towards becoming a nun, until puberty hit her with a hormonal sledge-hammer. Puberty uncovered the rest of her mother's legacy as Nina's blossoming body began to burn with sexual desire. When she was nearing sixteen, the age that Murphy girls had to be in order to date, her best friend Jenny Borkowski taught her how to kiss. The feel of Jenny's lips on hers was incendiary. Jenny was a tall stocky blonde who did not share Nina's sheltered upbringing. Jenny, in the guise of showing Nina how boys acted, was taking liberties that flooded Nina with exquisite joy. At the same time, Nina felt excruciating shame, this was against everything she had been taught, yet she was helpless putty in Jenny's strong kneading hands.
Jenny got to third base that day, fingering Nina to her first ever orgasm. Nina went home abjectly humiliated; she had yielded to the temptation of the flesh. To make matters worse, it was with another girl. Well, she vowed, that would never happen again; she was going to be dating soon. She was pretty and popular; she knew she would have plenty of boys asking her out.
Nina's resolve lasted one confession and two weeks, mostly because Jenny was otherwise occupied. The next time Nina succumbed to her friend was in the back row of the movie theater, of all places. They were in the darkened last row by themselves watching Jaws. The movie was scary as all get out, Nina did not mind at all when Jenny draped her arm protectively over her shoulder. Nina did mind when Jenny popped open the top button of her blouse, slipped her hand into her Maiden Form and cupped her breast. Nina turned her head to protest and Jenny captured her lips in a searing French kiss. When Jenny broke the kiss, Nina looked around, face burning in embarrassment. Thank God, no one was looking at them.
Jenny took her hand out of Nina's bra with a last tweak of her turgid nipple. Nina's relief was short lived as Jenny put the hand that was on her breast under her skirt. Nina clamped her legs together but Jenny still managed to reach her mound over the top of her panties. Jenny leaned towards her and whispered in her ear.
"Open you legs for me, Nina; you know you want to."
Nina's head was shaking negatively, her mind was screaming no, but her traitorous thighs were slowly moving apart driven by the hydraulics of her id. Jenny played with Nina's sparsely haired slit, at the same time Jenny had her other hand under her own skirt. Nina hips were rising up to push against the finger Jenny was rolling on her clit. The feelings shooting through young Nina were indescribable. She came with a prolonged sigh as she bit her lip hard to keep from screaming. Jenny came right after her. Jenny removed her hands from under their skirts. She sucked the finger she had had in Nina, then painted Nina's lips with the finger she had had in herself. Nina quivered anew when she smelled her friend's womanly nectar. Nina was saved from further debasement by the gruesome end of the film.
That was their last time alone together. The next week, Mr. Borkowski's mother became ill and Jenny went to stay with her for a few months. When Jenny returned, Nina was dating Arnold Murphy, a distant cousin and a junior at the College of the Holy Cross. Nina was madly in love with the suave and debonair Arnold. Her parents were crazy about him also. Nina had an easier time resisting Arnold than she had Jenny; she was a virgin until their wedding night.
Arnold had majored in hotel and motel management; he took a job with Marriott out of college. Arnold and Nina were married that June, after she graduated from high school and he finished college. They moved to Brockton, Massachusetts and started a family. Sean Michael was born in 1979, Brian Hugh in 1980. Nina miscarried during her third pregnancy in 1982. Complications from the D&C led to a hysterectomy and the end of maternity for Nina. She grieved silently over her inability to have more children for the rest of her life.
Nina worked tirelessly at being a good mother and wife, always putting her husband and children first. Arnold, blessed with diligence and initiative, worked his way up the Marriott corporate ladder. In 1998, he resigned his regional manager's position and bought a string of four Hooter's franchises in the Virginia and Maryland area. With their sons out of college and on their own, Nina and Arnold sold the house in Brocton and bought a large lot on a golf course in Ormond Beach, Florida. They had an architect draw up plans and eventually found a builder they thought they could work with.
Arnold spent two weeks a month in Virginia visiting his franchises. He had an apartment in Stanton off I-80, a central location among his restaurants. Nina suspected that Arnold was having a fling with one of his big breasted young employees; it would not be the first time he had strayed. Nina stoically accepted his infidelity; divorce was out of the Catholic question. At least Arnold kept his philandering in a different part of the country so she could pretend it was not happening; Nina had learned the fine art of willful ignorance.
Nina had her religion, her painting, and a part time job at the local high school to fill her days. She was not necessarily happy, but, she thought, God did not intend that you be happy all the time.
Such was Nina's life when the driver of the dump truck blew through the traffic light at US 1 and Granada and other forces blew her back to a place not much distant in distance but very much different in time.
Now here she was back to being a young woman again. Stuck in an era she had no recollection of, after all, in the summer of 1972, she had only been eleven. It was all just too much for her to assimilate. This was not the way her life was supposed to end. She had a family that depended on her and grandchildren she was looking forward to. Was this actually purgatory or some form of bizarre limbo?
Jake had helped keep her sane, by filling her in on life in the early seventies and always being there to comfort her. However, it was Erika who made her new life any sort of tolerable. She shivered when she thought of the self-assured blonde. Erika did not ask her to do things or explain things to her. Erika just told her what to do and accepted no argument. She was like Jenny Borkowski that way, only more so. And as she had with Jenny, Nina meekly acquiesced to her every request.
Erika was unlike Jenny in that she did not force sex on her. Nina was equal parts relieved and disappointed about that. She would never initiate anything on her own but her new pussy lips puffed up and throbbed at the thought if Erika taking her. Erika had a way of touching her, seemingly innocently, that promised more. Only the touches and caresses never led anywhere. Nina was to the point of masturbation, something she had resorted too fewer than a dozen times in her life. She blushed at her sinful thoughts and said a quick Hail Mary to postpone the pending self-abuse.
The week after graduation was a busy one. Tuesday, June sixth was the grand opening of the Orlando Turner Furniture and Appliance Superstore. Careful planning and staff borrowed from the Palmdale store kept the opening from becoming a fiasco, even though the crowd was larger than it had been for the opening of the first store. Jake and Melissa were on hand to watch an elated Charles Turner open the doors to the public for the first time.
On Thursday the eighth, at four-fifteen in the morning, Victoria Greer delivered a seven pound, four ounce bundle of joy. Proud papa Bill called everyone with the news. Helen called Jake with the glad tidings. Jake, Melissa, and Erika went to the hospital that afternoon dragging along the ever-recalcitrant Nina. They found their way to the viewing window of the nursery, Bill Greer was there with his nose pressed against the glass. Old Bill was misty-eyed as he looked at his son through the large plate glass window.
Nina stayed and looked at the new-born babies while Bill took the other three to visit Victoria. Nina had an epiphany. She finally saw the first good thing in her reincarnation; her new young body could bear the additional children she had been denied in her other life. It was a start.
Mrs. Greer looked a little worn from her ordeal delivering Bill, Junior but was still a thing of beauty. Victoria was in high spirits, teasing Bill about getting her pregnant so she would have big breasts like Erika. Bill turned red when Erika pulled back her shoulders almost popping the buttons on the blouse.
"Gee Mr. Greer," she said, "you could see these anytime you want, all you have to do is ask."
Everyone cracked up at flustered Bill's speedy exit. Erika and Melissa decided to follow Bill back to the nursery to collect Nina. Jake stayed and talked to Mrs. Greer for a minute.
"You look beautiful, Vickie; I'm happy for you."
"I owe it all to you, Jacob; a year ago, I was a cold, miserable bitch with an asshole for a husband. Now we are Ozzie and Harriet."
"You are way too sexy to be Harriet", he said.
"Thanks, Daddy", she replied in a whisper, "You know little Bill already has your eyes. When are we going to start making him a little sister?"
Jake laughed and kissed her on the cheek just as the girls arrived to collect him to go home.
Melissa started in teasing Jake as he drove them home.
"Did you notice how blue that baby's eyes were?" she asked. "I swear they are the same color as yours, Jake."
Jake kept stoically silent; he was not about to give her any more ammunition. Nina looked from one to the other in shocked disbelief, trying to figure out how serious Melissa was.
"Now I see why you were a teacher's pet," Melissa continued. "All that extra homework you were doing and all."
Erika was cracking up in the back seat. Nina looked at her questioningly.
"Later," mouthed Erika wordlessly.
Erika did explain the story of Mrs. Greer to Nina later on. They were in Nina's room in the east wing of the house across the hall from Erika's suite. The story forced Nina to reevaluate her first impression. She knew that Jake had a distinct advantage over his peers when it came to getting women. She also knew that he had been using that knowledge to his advantage. He was sleeping with at least three girls that she knew of. The story of how Jake had helped Victoria Greer regain a life did not fit her idea of a guy who was just trying to get laid.
When Nina told her that, Erika started laughing.
"Sweetie, I've seen Jake turn down more women than I could count. Jake is not some promiscuous Romeo. From my own experience, I can tell you that he loves every woman he has been with and we all love him. He just seems to know what we need, whether it was self confidence in my case or a baby in Mrs. Greer's."
Nina nodded then asked, "But what about Melissa? What does she think of him fooling around?"
"Melissa encourages him to see other women, within reason; she says he needs to sow his wild oats before they get married. Besides, they share."
Nina's eyes got big and round, "You mean they have sex with other women together?"
"Sure they do, listen up Nee-na, I love Jacob and I love Melissa, it is fabulous when the three of us can share that love together."
Nina voiced her skepticism at the idea of enjoying sex with another woman.
"Get off it, Munchkin; are you trying to tell me you never thought of us that way."
Nina blushed beet-red but shook her head no.
Erika gave her a smile, "So you never thought of me doing this."
Erika leaned down and kissed her, pushing her onto her back on the bed. Nina resisted for about a millisecond before her lips parted for Erika's probing tongue. When Erika's hand came up and gently squeezed her breast, Nina moaned into her mouth and tried to move the hand that was sending shock waves through her. Erika captured both of Nina's small hands in one of hers and pinned them lightly above Nina's head. In less than a minute, Nina's blouse was open, her bra undone, and her self-actuating nipple in Erika's mouth.
"Oh God, Erika; please stop -- this is so wrong."
Erika ignored her and slid her hand down to Nina's small waist. She unsnapped Nina's tiny lemon yellow shorts then slipped her hand into her cute little panties.
"No", Nina cried weakly, even as her hips rose up against the finger worming its way into her drenched slit.
Her point made, Erika disengaged her hands and lips, then jumped off the bed.
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Erika asked.
Nina turned her head away and did not respond. For the first time, Nina's arousal and frustration outweighed her guilt. Nina's ears perked up when her big blonde friend said, "We'll continue this later."
Friday, the McClellands came to visit; Hope and Faith had asked Melissa if they could stay for the weekend. Carl and Diane were going to drop them off, then spend a getaway weekend in St. Augustine. While Melissa gave Diane and the twins the nickel tour of the new digs, Jake and Carl discussed his progress on the baldness cure. His high school chemistry teacher told him he was making progress but the results did not appear permanent. Jake said a topical ointment or shampoo that was applied daily might be the way to go. If the price were within reason, men would continue to use it once they saw their new hair. Carl was excited about the concept but said it would have to wait until Monday.
Carl had a way of dropping bomb-shell announcements on Jake; today he had a doozey.
"Jacob, my wayward young friend, my beloved Diane, upon whose gluteus maximus celestial orbs wax and wane..."
"Ahem, ah, Coach," Jake interjected, trying to circumvent a poetic ramble, "can we cut to the chase - please?"
"As you wish, my impatient young friend. My darling Diane -- by the way, you know Diana is the Greek goddess of the hunt, do you not? Where was I, oh yes, well, in a nutshell as it were, Diane desires to become one of the gravidea. I, of course, volunteered to provide one half of the recombinant genetic material needed."
Jake translated, "Diane wants to get pregnant and you're going to help."
Carl pulled a small note pad from his corduroy sports coat with the leather patches on the elbows and started to writing.
"Exactly", Carl replied and then he added. "In a nutshell, I am so droll. I must write that down. My pithy bon mots are legendary at MIT."
"They are here also, Coach," Jake said dryly.
Further conversation was made impossible by the arrival of the twins. Faith and Hope loved Carl to death. He was the perfect step-father; smart enough to answer any serious question they had but as dense as a brick when they were pulling the wool over his eyes. For his part, Carl knew he was putty in their hands: they asked, he did it, case closed. Diane thought it was adorable, but made sure Carl did not get in over his head.
The taillights of Carl's car had barely faded when the twins yelled "pool party" and ran to put on their suits. Jake and the women went to do the same, Erika herding a reluctant Nina before her. Fifteen minutes later, they were all splashing in the pool; the irrepressible twins even had Nina enjoying herself. They did a lot of grab-assing around and made sure Nina was included.
They were still in the pool when it was full dark. Jake smelt a twin conspiracy when all of the sudden he and Nina were alone at the shallow end of the pool. Nina was in the corner, he was standing in front of her. Nina stared into his eyes for a few seconds and then tilted her head in an invitation for him to kiss her. He leaned down and softly covered her lips with his.
Nina could not believe how eager she was for Jake to kiss her. Sure, she was still hot from Erika's earlier teasing -- but that was not the whole story. She had by now guiltily fantasized about Jake in both his incarnations. Now there was no reason why she could not indulge herself. Besides, Erika said this handsome young man was not some indiscriminate fornicator. Oh, Lord, was that first kiss fantastic; Nina moaned into Jake's mouth as her arms came up and wrapped around his neck. Finally, Nina broke the kiss and tilted her head back.
"Did you really have a crush on me in our other life?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, I thought you were smart, pretty and sweet; who could resist that combination. Not to mention that killer little body and red hair, I wanted to kiss you like this since the first time I met you," Jake replied.
"I thought you were charming and funny, I still see the charm but you seem to be more serious here. Maybe you need to recapture that fun side of yourself, Jake, and maybe you need to take me inside." Take me inside and take me inside was what she had wanted to say but apparently did not need to actually use the expanded form of invitation.
Jake kissed her again, put his hand under her knees, and picked her up. She squealed and giggled as he carried her through the french doors into the master bedroom as the other girls in the pool cheered. He stood her by the bed while he went for a towel to dry her. Nina was nervous as he tenderly dried her off, but it was with anticipation, not guilt. She blushed as he stripped off her suit and openly admired her naked form. Then it was her turn to ogle as he handed her the towel and slid off his trunks. She shyly touched him as she dried him with the towel; he was only the second man she had ever touched this way.
Jake picked her up again and laid her on the huge bed. Nina stifled a moan as he began to explore her body with his lips and tongue. Her new body was extremely responsive to his caresses. When Jake started nipping her nipples, she surprised herself by asking him to bite harder. Nina was nonplussed when Jake started licking between her legs. His tongue was magical as it parted the folds of her flower seeking out her nectar. Her husband Arnold would never do that for her; he claimed it smelled and tasted nasty. Yet, Jake was making noise like just the opposite was true. Nina's new clit was just as sensitive as her old one and bigger to boot. When Jake took it between his lips, strumming it with his tongue, Nina had a thrashing climax. She bit her lip bloody to muffle her cries.
Jake raised his head from between her splayed thighs and watched her climax.
"Let yourself go, Nina; stop holding it in. No one can hear you; even if they could, everyone here would only be happy for you," Jake said.
Nina nodded her head and pushed his face back into her steaming red muff. Jake obediently lowered his face and worked her towards her next orgasm. Nina toyed with the hair on the back of his head as he licked and nibbled her towards more bliss. She moaned aloud as she came the second time. The third time she shrieked loud enough to wake the dead. Jake was glad her thighs were clamped around his ears or he would have been driven deaf. You had to wonder how a person so small could make so much noise.
The girls out by the pool smiled when they heard the high-pitched scream.
Hope said, "I'm guessing that little Miss Prim and Proper just had the religious experience of her life."
They were all cracking up as Melissa tried to scold Hope for her irreverence.
Nina was still whimpering from the aftershocks of her mega-orgasm when Jake positioned himself to enter her. Her eyes popped open in fright when she felt the head of his large penis at her opening. Jake smiled reassuringly and slid a little ways into her. It was a tight fit but not painful for her. She nodded her head and he pushed in another few inches. This time Nina did not wait for him to continue, instead she pushed her hips off the bed demanding more.
When their hips were tightly pressed together, Nina smiled. She had taken all of him; the head of his penis was just touching her womb. Jake rested on her for a couple of seconds then pulled almost all the way out of her. He held his stroke at its apogee until she opened her eyes and looked at him. Staring into her eyes, he powered forward, his penis deliciously stretching her open. Oh lord; she knew now what she had been missing. As Jake sped up his rhythm, her hips responded in perfect time. It was their first time together yet they performed the primordial dance as if they had been together forever. Nina saw stars when she came. When they came together, the stars went supernova.
Jake stayed inside her as they recovered from their mutual orgasm. Jake was waiting for his hearing to return, hoping her high pitched screams had not done any permanent damage. He was pretty sure workman's compensation would not apply. Nina smothered Jake with kisses, she had finally found sexual fulfillment. Never mind that the search took forty-four years and two bodies. Nina's only regret was a fleeting one: she was sorry that the birth control pills this body needed to regulate its menses would keep all that potent sperm from making her pregnant. Time enough for that later she reasoned, as Jake's still erect penis began plowing a fresh furrow. She hardly noticed when four naked bodies tumbled into the bed with them.
That night was the second part of Nina's acceptance of her new life. It was, in effect, her sexual coming out party. All her pent up erotic feelings exploded to the surface like molten lava from a volcano.
Nina discovered her bisexual nature for real when Erika firmly pulled her face into her fragrant mound as Jake took her from the rear. She loved laving attention on her big friend. No, scratch that, her big blonde goddess lover. When Erika came from her oral attention, Nina had a small orgasm herself. From now on, all Erika had to do was even hint that she was ready and Nina's auburn hair would be spread out on her thighs. Nina fell into the best sleep she had had in months, wrapped up in Erika's strong arms.
Nina woke up in the same position that she went to sleep in, her head resting on Erika's breast. Life looked much different to her today she thought, as she moved her head down to Erika's vagina to get the new day off to a good start.
Nina was amazed that she was not embarrassed or ashamed at the breakfast table; she was just hungry. It was at breakfast that the third and final reason for embracing this new life came to her. One of the twins, they were impossible for her to tell apart, mentioned the date: June tenth. Today was the birthday of her one real true love. Today her brother Sean Patrick Murphy, Junior was turning eighteen. She had hidden a love for Sean that went way beyond what was proper all her life. His suicide in 1996 was still a painful memory that made her cry.
But he was alive now, and not married to that scheming evil tramp Colleen McNamara. As Nina gazed at Jake across the table, she saw one of the reasons she was attracted to him. Jake and Sean could have been brothers. Nina had always thought it odd that in her family the three boys were tall and dark haired; while all three of her sisters were red heads like her.
Sean had been born with the soul of an Irish poet. He was sensitive, introspective, and devastatingly handsome. Colleen, the evil manipulative bitch that she was, had driven Sean down the oft traveled Irish road paved with brooding drunkenness. Nina knew without a doubt that Colleen had killed him just as surely as if she put the bullet in his head. But Sean was alive in the here and now, just graduating from high school. She could save him; better yet, as Regina Mallory, she could have him. She had to admit that her new brain was becoming as sharp as Jake had predicted. She already had a plan. Everyone stared at her in shocked surprise when she spoke.
"I'm moving to Boston in next month," she said, out of the blue.