Chapter 3

Jake and Nina had an intense private conversation after her announcement about moving. Nina explained her motivation in full detail. She was initially hesitant to tell Jake about her ultimate plan for her brother. However, once she did, Jake was behind her one hundred percent. She told him she did not know if she would be much help to him in changing the world but she was sure going to try to change a slice of it for the better. Jake helped her refine her plan, convincing her that part of it should include her and Sean moving back to Palmdale together. She agreed that the change in scenery would be good for Sean.

Nina came up with another idea as they talked about the future and what they could do. Nina said that, if the two of them were suddenly in a prior time, there had to be more people that it could also have happened to. They just needed a way to find them. They came up with the idea of a foundation for people who awakened from comas. The foundation would maintain a registry, act as a support group, and eventually do coma research. They named it the Coma Recovery Research Center. The CRRC started small, an 800 number that Mitzi Walker answered, plus a direct mailing to neurosurgeons and hospitals around the country that Sven handled.

On Monday, June 11, Jake and Melissa started their college career. They went through registration together, even insisting on sitting together with the guidance councilor. Mrs. Fuller, the councilor, was highly impressed by the young couple. Their test scores and academic records put them in the top one percent of Stetson's enrollment. Mrs. Fuller balked a little at the heavy academic load of courses they both wanted to take but eventually relented. She told them to seriously consider their workload by drop-add day and scale back as needed. Mrs. Fuller assigned them faculty advisers, gave them class schedules and syllabi, then pointed them towards the bookstore. Jake and Melissa left the bookstore with Jake loaded down like a pack mule.

Melissa was disappointed that they did not share a single class. Indeed, their schedules were so different they would only have two days a week that they could even have lunch together. Classes officially started on June 17. For eight weeks, they would have two sessions of each class a week. Each session was two and a half hours in duration. They were taking five courses each. Jake had two days with only a morning class and two days with three classes, morning, afternoon and evening. Melissa had a morning and afternoon class every day.

Those Tuesdays and Thursdays with three classes made for long days as Jake was on campus from nine in the morning until eight-thirty in the darkness. During the time he was not in class Jake used the library to do his research and homework. Jake realized quickly that the library was not nearly as much fun without Rebecca as the librarian. The upside to his schedule was his free afternoon on Wednesday and Friday. Wednesdays he could still devote to Liz, while on Fridays he would continue his internship for Congressman Wiggins.

Monday evening Jake and Melissa were having fun playing house all by themselves. Melissa made them spaghetti, spicy the way Jake like it, with garlic bread. Jake sat at the kitchen bar keeping her company as she efficiently moved around the kitchen. He thought she was beyond cute in her little apron. After supper they sat out by the pool enjoying the cool June evening.

"Muffy, something Faith said gave me an idea", Jake said, "She said it was a shame that we had this cool ranch and no horses. I think we should explore the idea of making it a working farm."

"I've been thinking along those lines also, I just don't know much about horses. What kind should we get?" Melissa asked.

Jake just happened to know what would be the rage here in the near future.

"I checked up on that; we can get into breeding American Quarter Horses fairly inexpensively. I have a feeling they are going to become really popular here the way they already are out west." Jake answered.

Melissa knew that Jake's feelings about something were often translated into piles of money in the bank.

"How do we go about getting started?" she asked.

"Well, we need a ranch manager/trainer first; we will probably have to get one from Texas or somewhere in the west."

"I'll put Mitzi on that tomorrow when I go to work. Who is baby-sitting for you tomorrow anyway?" Melissa asked with a chuckle.

"I think Rebecca is stuck with me," he replied.

"Stuck to you is more like it," she teased.

The next morning Melissa breezed into Mitzi's office at TnT Holdings. Melissa usually spent the first hour of the day at TnT and the remainder at Thornton Development. TnT was growing rapidly. She was going to have to hire Mitzi some help soon. Mitzi turned out to be a god-send; she was about as efficient as anyone Melissa had ever met. Chalk up one more for Jake, she thought; he had picked them another winner. With that in mind, Melissa made a decisive decision.

"Mitzi, I'm promoting you to office manager; you need to hire whatever staff you need to make TnT self-sufficient without using Thornton people. Make a list of what you will need and we'll talk about it tomorrow," Melissa said.

"Yes, Ma'am," said Mitzi, "Thank you; I won't let you down".

Melissa assured Mitzi that she knew she would keep doing an excellent job, then asked her to find them a quarter horse trainer. One thing that Melissa admired about Mitzi was her problem solving ability. Mitzi doodled on a steno pad for a minute or two then picked up the phone book. She was soon talking to an information operator in Dallas, getting a listing for all the horse breeding associations in town. One hour and six productive phone calls later she had a list of five highly recommended candidates.

That evening Melissa and Jake sat down and called all five men. After the telephone interviews, Jake and Melissa had narrowed the field to one. They discussed the matter further, then called Ramon Diaz back. Jake told Ramon that they would like to meet him and his family in person and asked if they would fly to Florida Friday and spend the weekend at the ranch to see the facilities and get acquainted. Ramon asked them to hold for a few minutes, then came back on the phone and agreed to meet with them. Jake said someone would call him tomorrow with ticket information and bid him good night.

Wednesday morning Jake and Melissa went to Orlando to check the progress of the Honda facility. Super superintendent Sam Parker had it moving along smartly. Sam said his construction end of things would be wrapped up by the end of July. Melissa was interviewing general manager applicants the next week. The Thornton personnel director had already pre-screened ten applicants for the position. The new GM would start immediately. He would hire his own sales and service staff. Jake already had some ideas about a new standard of customer service that he thought would put the dealership on the map. Melissa wanted to open the dealership in September when the 1973 models were introduced. Honda had promised a large inventory would be on hand for their grand opening.

Not wanting to be out done, Toyota and Datsun were practically begging TnT to take their money and build them franchises. Plans were already at zoning for approval before going to permitting. All three dealerships would be within five blocks of each other. TnT was going to make it easy to buy an economical car in Orlando, just in time for any energy crisis the might happen along.

Friday was Jake's day to intern at congressman Wiggins' office. He arrived at eight and was promptly handed a sheaf of constituent complaints. He sat down, grabbed the phone, and started calling. The work was not glamorous -- by miles -- but it did offer him a glimpse of the huge federal bureaucracy. From what Jake could see, the inmates truly ran this asylum. The work was tough from the standpoint of getting anything done but Jake stuck with it tenaciously, rejoicing at each small victory. His dogged determination also gained him the grudging respect of the full time staffers.

When he started interning, he was regarded as a rich kid playing politics, which is why he ended up with the crappy jobs. Because he had not complained or shirked his responsibilities, the staff had eventually warmed up to him. As a matter of fact, more than one of the female staffers let him know that they might be willing to do a lot more to make him feel welcome. Jake tip-toed through that potential minefield; it was hard enough keeping up with the women he had. Especially since Nina had decided that fucking like a mink on a high protein diet was her primary reward for being sent back to the seventies.

Jake had worked for Wiggins for four months and had never actually met him until that day. The Congressman was down for the summer recess. It was also re-election campaign season and, as an Independent, the mainstream political parties were always challenging his seat. Jake was impressed that Andrew Wiggins knew his name; Wiggins said he was impressed by what he had heard of Jake's work. Wiggins asked Jake if he would be willing to work on his reelection team. Jake quickly agreed with the caveat that his college studies came first. The Congressman said he would not have it any other way, then introduced Jake to his campaign manager.

Kristin Bales was not what came to Jake's mind when he thought of a campaign manager. She dressed conservatively, wore her blonde hair in a bun, did not wear make up, and she was still hot. Hot in the way a cooled lava surface can conceal molten rock. At first glance, she appeared to be too young and too beautiful for the rough and tumble campaign business. His doubts were dispelled during the first two minutes of their conversation. Ms. Bales was a tough cookie; she was a no nonsense, focused dynamo. Jake was going to enjoy yanking her chain. Jake started putting on the charm immediately, flirting his ass off.

"Mr. Turner, are you hitting on me?" Kristin asked in exasperation.

"Oh, yes, I am," Jake said. "I'm a sixteen year old guy, you are a beautiful woman, if I didn't hit on you my masculinity would be questioned."

Wiggins and Ms. Bales looked at him in shock.

"You're only sixteen? I thought you were in college," Wiggins said.

"I am. I'm a sophomore at Stetson," Jake replied.

Before anyone could comment further on Jake's revelation, Melissa arrived to take Jake to lunch. Jake introduced her to Wiggins and Ms. Bales. It turned out that Russell Thornton and the congressman had been acquainted. Wiggins told Melissa that her father had been a good and fair man. Melissa thanked him and asked if the congressman and his campaign manager had plans for lunch. It turns out that for once they did not, having just gotten into town. Melissa and Jake rode with them to the Beachcomber. The four of them sat on the deck overlooking the ocean, eventually jabbering away like old friends.

Andrew Wiggins was a tall, good looking guy. About fifty years old, he was a widower with two grown children. Wiggins had never remarried after his wife's death six years earlier, but he was constantly seen in the company of beautiful women. He was considered the most eligible bachelor in Washington. If Wiggins' relationship with Ms. Bales was anything other than professional, they certainly hid it well. Melissa and Andrew hit it off right from Jump Street. Before lunch was over, she and Jake had agreed to host a barbeque fund raiser for the congressman the third Saturday in August. Muffy gave Jake a wink when she told Kristin to work out the details with him. In return, Wiggins asked them to go to the country club with them tomorrow night for a small get-together of his supporters.

The Diaz family arrived at the ranch at five-thirty Friday evening. Mitzi had met them at the airport with a rental car for them and a map to the ranch. Ramon and his wife Carmen were an attractive couple somewhere in their forties. Their daughter Louisa and her two-year-old daughter Anita accompanied them. Louisa was a sultry Mexican beauty; and baby Anita was too cute for words. Nina gladly took charge of little 'Nita while the adults talked. Jake and Melissa knew that Ramon Diaz was their man within fifteen minutes. On the chance of getting a package deal, Melissa asked Carmen if she and Louisa had any interest in running the household for her. Mother and daughter thought that was a great idea.

Jake, Melissa and the Diazes talked for over an hour on what a working ranch would need and what it would take to keep up the main house and grounds. Jake showed them to the west wing of the house where they would be staying. Tomorrow he would show them the ranch. Ramon was eager to see what he had to work with. His wife and daughter wanted to see the three-bedroom property manager's house that was located beyond the stables.

Saturday morning everyone was up bright and early. Ramon was impressed with the farm; everything was high quality and new -- facilities and equipment included. Ramon was taking notes on what would be needed while Jake and Melissa took his women folk over to the manger's quarters. The 2200 square foot house was surprisingly nice; it had three bedrooms, two baths, and a two car garage. Carmen and Louisa were excited about moving in and decorating it. For the rest of the afternoon Melissa and Ramon worked out the details of his employment and how best to make the ranch operational and profitable.

Jake left negotiations like that completely up to Melissa. When it came to matters dealing with money she was a hard act to follow. Although she seldom mentioned money and he had no idea how much she had, he knew she did know -- down to the penny. All Jake knew was that it was a lot. Jake teased her about being as tight with a dollar as his father.

While Melissa and Ramon were talking, Jake took Carmen, Louisa, and little Anita on a tour of Palmdale. Carmen insisted on riding in the back seat with the baby, Louisa sat up front with him. Louisa did not talk much, but her eyes and body language spoke volumes. The raw carnality she radiated was palpable as she regarded him from under the mass of thick dark hair that partially obscured her face. Louisa's conservative outfit could not hide her dynamite body; she did not attempt to pull down the skirt that had ridden up her smooth cocoa brown thigh. If she wanted Jake to look, she got her wish. Jake wondered what her story was. He was going to have to get Melissa's read on Louisa: meanwhile, he was going to keep his dick in his pants.

Louisa saw him looking at her legs and spread them slightly, then she casually reached up and flicked the top two buttons of her shirt open. She turned in the seat to talk to her mother allowing the blouse to gape open. Jake caught a glimpse of nice cleavage encased in a sexy white lace bra; the high backed bucket seat hiding her display from her mother. Jake reached down to clandestinely rearrange the erection she was giving him. She caught his movement and watched him, her expression never changing. When they arrived at the beach, Louisa was mysteriously rebuttoned - Jake was still hard.

Little Anita enchanted Jake; she was a delight. She seemed to like him too; she grabbed his hand as they ambled along the beach. Jake kept the toddler amused as Carmen and Louisa discussed decorating plans. Anita Diaz definitely had an Anglo father lurking somewhere, Jake thought. She had the most unusual caramel colored eyes he had ever seen and light brown hair. Her skin was lighter than her mother's by a few shades; she looked like she had a light tan. Anita was a happy child also; she giggled in delight when Jake swung her up to ride on his shoulders. Jake was going to enjoy having this little angel around. Her mother though, might be a different story.

Jake returned to the ranch after taking them to the Dairy Queen for lunch. Ramon and Melissa were still working on their plan so Jake suggested Carmen and Louisa take Anita for a dip in the pool. Melissa had suggested they pack swimsuits so they were all for it. Jake went to his room and changed into a pair of Surfer Baggies. Nina and Erika were already out lounging by the pool when he got there. The Diaz women came out about fifteen minutes later. Jake and Nina grabbed Anita and played with her in the shallow end while Carmen and Louisa splashed around by the diving board. Nina said they were going to need a baby barrier of some sort around the pool. Jake said he was on it; maybe a decorative and gated wrought iron fence would do the trick.

Louisa's body was just as good as the hints of it she had flashed Jake. Even in a one piece, she showed more curves than a mountain road. Jake would look up from playing with the baby to find Louisa's unblinking gaze on him. He would wave and smile and she would bob her head slightly in response.

"Ice cream," Nina whispered.

"Pardon me?" Jake asked, perplexed.

"She looks at you as if you are ice cream. Be careful of that one, big boy; I think she might be more than even you can handle," Nina said softly.

"My thoughts exactly; not to mention her dad would probably cut off my cajones if I even thought about it," Jake said out the side of his mouth.

Nina laughed and said, "He'd probably have to get them out of her mouth first."

Jake splashed her and swung a squealing Anita around in the air. "I'd love to know what her story is, I'll bet it's a good one."

"We women will find that out soon enough," said Nina. "You don't think we already haven't been trying to figure that out, do you? Anyway, watch your step."

"Yes Ma'am," Jake replied.

About then, Ramon and Melissa came out of the house. Melissa asked Jake to sit with them for a minute while she told him to recheck and confirm what they had decided. Here was the plan:

When the Diaz family returned to Houston Monday, Ramon would have a check for five thousand dollars from Melissa. The money was for a new car and moving expenses. On the first of July, Jake and Melissa would fly out to Houston during the week long summer break at Stetson. On Monday the third, Ramon, Jake, and Melissa would purchase a heavy duty, dual rear wheel pickup truck and a fifth wheel livestock trailer. Movers would be contracted to pack up the Diaz household on the third also. On July the fifth, the three of them would attend the big week long livestock auction in Austin. Ramon will help them select a stallion and five mares. Jake and Ramon would then drive the horses back to the ranch while Melissa would ride back with Carmen, Louisa, and Anita.

Jake thought it an excellent plan.

While Ramon talked to his family about what he planned, Jake asked Melissa about equipment and help for Ramon. Melissa said she was going to leave that all up to Ramon. Melissa said that just from talking to him and two of his references she pegged him as one of the most straightforward and honorable men she had ever met. Her assessment matched Jake's exactly.

After another lazy hour lounging around the pool, Carmen said she and Louisa were going to cook supper. Jake and Melissa would be able to have a light dinner with them because they did not have to be at the country club until eight. Melissa, Carmen, and Nina went in to survey the food stock. Louisa went in and returned with a cold beer for Jake and her dad. Erika was playing with Anita in the pool, the baby seemed to be half fish; she did not want to get out of the water.

Ramon and his wife spoke English with a pronounced Spanish accent, Louisa however, spoke English with a distinct Texas drawl. Jake loved the sound of her voice the few times she actually spoke. Jake got to thinking about languages and the need to speak more than one.

"Louisa, could we make part of your duties tutoring me in Spanish?" Jake asked.

Louisa regarded him for a second with those large brown eyes.

"I would be happy to be your tutor Mr. Turner," she said. "I think you will find that I can teach you a lot."

Her double entendre sailed past Ramon. Jake got it though and his dick lurched in his bathing suit. As Louisa strolled back to the pool, Jake had second thoughts about being alone with her. She was just too damned sexy.

Melissa came out and told Jake she and Carmen were going to Winn-Dixie to pick up some groceries. Carmen was going to teach her how to cook Tex-Mex style. That was good news for Jake; he loved that hot and spicy cuisine.

Supper did turn out to be all Jake could hope for; Carmen beamed as Jake demolished a couple of large helpings. The girls teased him unmercifully about the amount he ate but Carmen came to his defense as he was rolling another flour tortilla around some carne and spicy red beans.

"Good roosters are not skinny," Carmen said. "And I believe Mr. Turner must be a very good rooster."

Everyone cracked up at that except Louisa, who just nodded her head in agreement.

The Shindig at the country club was your typical political meet and greet. Andrew Wiggins pressed the flesh and let the sycophants fawn over him for the requisite hour then excused himself. He and Kristin headed for a private table off to the side of the ball room. A few minutes later, a waiter came over to Jake and Melissa to inform them that the congressman would like them to join him. Jake and Melissa strolled over and sat down with Andrew and Kristen. They chatted for a few minutes when Andrew told Jake to quit calling him Mr. Wiggins because his friends called him Drew. Drew suggested he would be more comfortable some place with fewer ass kissers around; he said he knew just the place. Jake looked at Melissa and she nodded her assent. The two couples settled their bills and left.

Jake followed Drew's car and was mildly surprised when it pulled into the Amoré Supper Club. The Amoré was known for its intimate privacy, although it was usually of the romantic kind. Jake guessed the congressman figured any port in a storm; if no one bothered him here, who cared the reason.

Liz Moran met them at the door, she looked radiant, and over her bout of the flu or whatever it was. Jake was not surprised that she knew Wiggins; she kissed him on the cheek as they exchanged pleasantries. Liz also greeted Kristen and Melissa by name, then floored Drew and Kristen by hugging Jake and asking how her favorite man was doing.

"I'm fine, Elizabeth," Jake said. "Are you behaving yourself?"

Liz laughed and said, "You know I'm only naughty with you".

Liz took Drew's arm and led them to one of the semi-hidden alcoves. She seated them, waved a waiter over, and excused herself. Everyone ordered a mixed drink except Jake; he settled for a club soda with a twist. The drinks arrived at the same time the band returned from break. Jake took a sip and asked Muffy if she wanted to dance; she was a woman, of course she did. They were on the darkened dance floor when Melissa started talking to him about Andrew and Kristen.

"What do you think is going on between those two?" she asked.

"I think they could be in serious love if he'd forget he was older than her and she could loosen up for five minutes," Jake replied.

"You know me and older men, I'd sure like to show him he wasn't too old," Melissa said. "And I know you could loosen her up if any one could. Maybe we could work together on some Jake magic for them."

"Sure we can, you work on Drew and show him what he's missing and I'll see if I can get Miss Tight-ass talking," Jake said.

They went back to the table after the song ended only to find Drew and Kristen gone. Jake spotted Kristen in a close conversation with Liz; Kristen was gazing back at him while nodding her head as Liz talked in her ear. Kristen had a funny expression on her face. Drew came back to the table apologizing that he had had to answer a call of nature. Melissa immediately hauled Drew out to the dance floor. When Kristen returned Jake asked her to dance. She was quick to accept his offer and did not resist as he took her hand and held it as they walked onto the floor. Kristen felt good in Jake's arms as he held her lightly.

"Liz said that you are an extraordinary man in more ways than intelligence. I think her exact quote was that you were the only one who was man enough to make her a woman," Kristen said.

"Nah," said Jake, "She was a woman already; I just helped her discover that fact".

Kristen's tone was more subdued while they talked. Her self assured bluntness was replaced by an almost wistful softness.

"I wish I could find that. Every man I have ever been with said I was frigid and I guess I am. I have never enjoyed sex yet think of it often. God, this is humbling, here I am, almost twice as old as you, asking you for sexual advice."

"Yeah, ain't it great? Here we are two healthy animals at our sexual peak, separated by two thin layers of cloth," Jake said. "Have you ever thought that the fault might not be all yours? Seems to me that a guy has a responsibility to make sure it is as good for his partner as it is for him. I have an idea; for the rest of the evening, you be my date, no pressure, and no expectations. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

"That sounds good, Jake, but what about Melissa."

"I'll talk to her, I'm sure she'll agree; besides, she and Drew seem to be hitting it off. Now put your arms around my neck and let me hold you."

They danced close all evening, Jake not pushing her but taking a few casual liberties as if they were a couple. When he kissed her, she surprised herself by kissing him back. His lips on her neck caused her to break out in goose-bumps. She protested not when his hands slid down to the top of her butt. She was comfortable in his arms and thought it just peachy that he put his hand on her leg above her knee as they sat through the band's break.

Meanwhile, Melissa was holding up her end of the bargain. She was in her seductress mode and had poor Drew practically drooling. Kristen was watching Melissa in action with admiration. She would love to try some of those techniques on Andrew herself if he ever gave her a chance.

At midnight, Melissa pulled Jake aside. She told him she wanted to spend the night with Andrew but would not if Jake objected. Jake told her to go for it; she should enjoy the same freedom she gave him. She kissed him and told him she loved him and always would. Jake told her the feeling was mutual as they walked back to the table. When they left Amoré, Melissa drove off with Drew and Kristen with Jake.

Jake truly hoped that Melissa had a good time with Drew; he wanted her to enjoy the freedom she allowed him. It was only fair, after all. No matter how mature she acted or how smart she was, she was still only eighteen. Jake drove Kristen to Liz's bungalow; Kristen sat quietly as they drove. She was not having second thoughts, but she was worried that the things that had kept her or her other partners from enjoying sex would rear their ugly heads again. Jake told her jokes and kept her laughing the entire ride, his hand comfortably on her knee. At least she could enjoy his company no matter what else did or did not happen. Plus, she believed him when he said that he was going to be her friend regardless.

Jake opened the door and let them into the little house. Its nondescript exterior belied the niceness of the interior. Jake brought her a glass of wine and then led her to the bedroom. There in the dim light of the bedside lamp he stripped her naked. Kristen was unashamed to be nude in front of him; she was somewhat proud of her body, not that its ripeness did her any good. Sex was a painful, unfulfilling exercise in futility for her and every partner she had ever had. Well, with all three of them so far it had been. She had to admit that this man had her more excited than she had ever been and he had barely touched her. Dare she hope?

Jake looked her over; man her body was nice, that was for sure. She was one of those sporty models, sleek and curvy. Of course, that jungle between her legs had to go, it was about the biggest bush he had ever seen. It was the size of the pimp's Afro in Shafts Big Score, and the carpet did not match the drapes, he noticed. Her wild and wooly muff was a medium brown in sharp contrast to her ash blonde tresses. "Well, might as well fix that right now," he thought. He sat her on the edge of the bed and had her lean back. He kissed her then got to his feet.

"I'm going to trim you up some, I think it will be more pleasurable for both of us that way," he said.

She nodded yes after only a slight hesitation, "In for a penny, in for a pound," she thought.

Jake retrieved Liz's shaving paraphernalia from the bathroom along with a towel and Liz's hand mirror. He handed Kristen the mirror so she could see what he was doing, then set about trimming her thatch down to a manageable length. Next, Jake lathered up her mound and carefully shaved everything except a tuft of hair at the top. Jake was amazed at what his shaving uncovered; her slit was as small as if she were a young girl. Kristen did not say a word throughout the barbering. When he finished, she put her hand down and felt her smooth skin.

"I haven't looked at myself like this since I was twelve or thirteen," she said. "But it looks exactly as it did then."

Jake nodded and bent down to inspect his work and her treasure. Kristen did have a pretty little pussy, that was for sure. Jake swung her legs up on the bed, then crawled up next to her. He started kissing her; her ardent response let him know she was enjoying things so far. Jake continued to kiss her as he let his hands roam over her body. As he palmed her nice sized, firm breasts, she moaned around his tongue and kissed him with more passion. Things changed when his roving hand reached her pussy. His touch caused her entire body to stiffen in alarm.

"Relax, Kristy," he whispered, "I'm just going to touch you a little. I'll stop if it bothers you too much."

She nodded and spread her legs for him, secretly pleased that he had called her Kristy. Jake lightly grazed her newly defoliated nether lips. Jake was surprised that she was almost bone dry, he wondered why that was. Jake moved so that his head was positioned between her legs and closely inspected her vagina. He licked up and down her slit a couple of times to transfer moisture from his tongue to her lips. When she was damp from his spittle, he peeled her lips apart searching for her clit. Kristen had definitely been dealt a bum hand in the pussy inner-workings department. Besides not producing much natural lubricant, her clitoral hood was long and thick. The hood protecting her little nubbin was like an uncircumcised penis with too much foreskin.

Jake finally got her hood pulled back enough to expose her little pearl; at least it looked normal albeit heavily shrouded. Jake gave her clit a little swipe with his tongue. When his tongue tip touched her, Kristen sat bolt upright.

"What did you do?" She asked in wonder. "That felt incredible."

Jake pushed her back down, exposed her clit again, and then went to work for real. It was a pain to keep her hood pulled back with all the squirming she was doing so Jake took her hands and showed her how to do it. That was much better. Kristen was huffing and puffing as if she were running a marathon, her head flailing from side to side. When she came it was an event. Her legs shot up into the air and she went rigid as a board. Then she bucked a few times and slumped back on the bed with a whoosh of released air.

"Oh, Jake," she said dreamily, "Jake, Jake, Jake... so that's what all the fuss is about".

Jake did not say anything, he just dipped his head and licked her slit, her orgasm had produced a little moisture but not enough to allow easy penetration. He lazily lapped at her as she came down, then moved up her body, and kissed her squarely on the mouth. It seemed to him her lips had become fuller and softer. Kristen was getting into it now so Jake reached into the nightstand and retrieved the KY. Jake went about preparing her tight pussy for his dick the same way he would prepare another woman's ass. With the artificial lubricant, she opened up nicely. Jake still had to take his time entering her but at least it was not painful for either of them. When he finally bottomed out, Kristen hugged him tightly.

"Oh, my God, Jake, it doesn't hurt. I can feel every inch of you and it actually feels good. Let's just lay here for a minute and let me savor this."

"Okay, Kristy, but I have to warn you that you are so hot and tight I don't know how long I can lay still."

Kristen gave a throaty laugh and moved her hips a little.

"I like this, I don't think I can have another orgasm this way but I love the feeling anyway. I am definitely getting a lifetime supply of that KY stuff".

That night Jake tried different positions to see if any rang Kristen's bell. They hit the jackpot with her on top. Kristen found that by scooting forward she could push her clit against his pubic bone; she ground down hard on him until she exploded. Jake had his own orgasm while pounding her with her legs over his shoulders, his favorite position by far. She even had a little climax of her own because of his vigorous rhythmic stroking.

Later as they lay resting, Jake told her she needed to see a gynecologist about her capacity to lubricate, maybe it was something relatively easy to fix. He told her to also ask if there was some way to get rid of the excess hood. He went on to tell her that, regardless, she knew what it took to cum now, she could show her future lovers what it took to get her off. If the guy did not want to make the effort, she did not need him anyway.

Jake and Kristen showered and got dressed; it was two in the morning when he walked her to her door. Kristen kissed him sweetly and thanked him profusely. Jake said it was his pleasure, then he startled her by wishing her good luck with Andrew.

Jakes timing was perfect; he arrived home just in time to see Andrew kissing Melissa good night on the porch. Jake and Melissa walked in the house hand in hand. They undressed and climbed in the bed, Melissa immediately swooped down on Jake's dick as she straddled his face.

"Jake, I did everything but rape the man and he still wouldn't do more than feel me up, I'm so horny I'm about to explode," Melissa said.

Jake pulled her onto his face; he reckoned they could talk tomorrow.

Jake and Melissa did talk the next morning after sleeping in until nine-thirty. Jake told her about Kristen's problems as they showered together. Melissa told him about Andrew's concerns as she did her hair. In a bathroom as big as his old bedroom she still insisted on getting between him and the mirror as he shaved, regardless of which of the two lavatories he stood at. Jake guessed that there were tougher things than watching her naked breasts bobble lightly in the mirror as he shaved though, so he did not complain. Melissa told him that Andrew was crazy about Kristen but was afraid of being thought of as an old letch. That left it up to Kristen to make the first move. Melissa said she would call Kristen with the name of her OB-GYN and see if they could get Kristen an appointment early next week.

By ten-thirty, they were on the road headed for Mass, the Diaz family following close behind. They arrived at the church ten minutes early so Jake had time to introduce the Diaz family to his family and friends. The Thorntons were finally back from a two week visit to see family in Miami. Jake was sure glad to see them. Tigger gave him a rib cracking hug and whispered to him that she was so horny if he touched her ass she would start humping his leg. Maria and Carmen hit it right off, yakking like old friends within a minute of meeting. Baby Anita was a huge hit with both Maria and Helen, Helen picked her up and cooed to her as she gave Charles a significant look. Charles immediately turned and began talking to Ramon about horses, something he knew absolutely less than nothing about. Charles knew that look, and the gesture of picking up the baby was not lost on him. He could not help it if his sperm count was low; Helen needed to cut him some slack.

Louisa, as usual, just observed. Later Jake saw her talking to Tigger; they were speaking Spanish but it was not hard to guess he was the subject of the conversation. Louisa's eyes were boring holes through him as they talked. Inside the church, Tigger worked it to where she sat beside Jake and opposite Melissa. During a pause in the service, she whispered to him that Louisa was hot for him and to watch out for her. Jake nodded glumly in agreement, Louisa could be a problem he did not need.

The Diazes flew back to Houston the next day while Jake and Melissa were at their first day of classes. College was better for Jake than high school, the course work was not that challenging but the subjects really interested him and he was learning something new and useful.

Melissa came through with her promise about Kristen, pulling some strings and getting Kristen an OB-GYN appointment for Tuesday. The problems proved absurdly easy to rectify. A prescription for some additional estrogen and a fifteen minute office procedure put Kristen on the slick open road to relationship heaven. She had Jake test her refurbished equipment two weeks later. The first test run was good; the confirmatory run exceptional.

The Monday after her test run, Kristy, the sexually actualized woman, strolled into the Wiggins campaign headquarters and laid claim to her man. Poor Drew did not have a chance now that Kristen was competent in something other than campaign management. They married in November after the congressman was reelected by a landslide margin. Kristy Wiggins made Andrew the most contented member of congress, if not the most punctual. Kristy's penchant for morning eye-opener sex kept Drew's staff scrambling to make sure he never had anything scheduled before ten AM. Sometimes it took awhile for the congressman the finish his homework before he could get to his House work.

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Chapter 4