Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. My Three Brides Part 10 "Alright, alright Rachel, let's go." Stan hustled the two of them out of the room. Sarah, topless, couldn't go after them. She collapsed onto a bed. Not far from tears. Becky came over and tried to comfort her. Rachel dutifully followed Stan down to the car. She didn't know where they were going. She didn't think it was very nice of Stan to take that picture of Sarah when he knew how she was so self-conscious of that scar. She didn't say anything to him, or he might do worse to her. They pulled up in a lot and went into a building, they rode the elevator to the fifth floor. Rachel never rode in an elevator before. Of course she knew about them. But there were no buildings taller than two stories in Eldon. He led her down a corridor, until they came to door. It was a doctor's office. It said Doctor Robert plastic surgeon. Why take her to this doctor? She could have gone to see Dr. Cartwright. There was nothing wrong with her. What's a plastic surgeon? Rachel wondered. They sat until they were called into the exam room. The doctor came in and was looking at Rachel's face he took a couple of photos with a camera attached to a computer. In a minute, the three of them were looking at the photos of Rachel. The doctor did a couple of things with the computer and Rachel's face changed. Her nose was different. They looked at it. Then the doctor typed in something else and Rachel's nose changed to something different. Then he typed in more, and a third nose appeared. "Which one do you think was the best?" Doctor Robert asked. "Which did you like best, Rach?" Stan asked. "What do you mean?" "I can fix your nose and your lip, too. Which did you like best? I think the second one was the best fit for the rest of your face," the doctor said. "Can we see that one again?" Stan asked. With a few clicks on the keyboard the second nose appeared on her face. "We can do this with the lip," he said and with a couple of clicks, her lip changed. She looked great. She couldn't believe what she was seeing was her face. "You think you can get that for her?" Stan asked. "Sure, no problem," the doctor said. "You're gonna make me look like that?" Rachel asked. "Yes, do you want me to?" Dr. Robert asked. "Wow, that makes me look so pretty. Yeah, I want that." Rachel said very enthusiastically. Stan said, "We'll make the appointment with your office and we definitely want that done. There is one other thing I don't know if you can do anything about. You can do scar reduction?" "Sure, that's not a problem. Of course, it depends on what we have to work with as to what we can do," Dr. Robert said. Stan pulled out the Polaroid he took of Sarah's scar. He gave it to the doctor. He looked at it. "We can fix that. It wouldn't look there wasn't any surgery there, but I can make it much less noticeable." "If I brought them both in at the same time, you could do both on the same day?" "The scar reduction would be nothing, only takes a little while. Then we can have plenty of time to do Rachel's reconstruction." "Great!" Stan said. "I'll make the appointments. Thank you very much." "Not a problem, that's why we're here," Dr. Robert said with a smile. "Let me give you this. What is your other girl's name?" He was writing out a prescription. "Sarah." "Same last name?" "Yes," Stan said. "OK, get this filled anywhere. It will start working for her." Stan shook his hand and turned to lead Rachel out. She bounced out to the car. Her heart so happy. She was worried about what Stan was going to do to her, and Sarah too. Now she could see he was going to do wonderful things to them. She couldn't wait until she got back to her sisters. She wanted to tell them. She had to cool her jets a bit as Stan stopped at a drug store and had the prescription filled. Getting back to the hotel she rushed up to their room. The room was made, with three mints on one bed and one on the other. There were extra towels in the room. But her sisters weren't there. "Let's go look at the circus for them," Stan said. They found them there. Sarah didn't have any pain, but she was still a little sore. Rachel gushed out her news. "Stan took me to the doctor. He said he could fix my nose and lip. You should see the pictures. It made me look so pretty. He said he could fix me like that. Stan showed him the picture of you," she said to Sarah. She was mortified that Stan showed that photo of her. "He said he could fix your scar too. Stan, show her the medication you got for her," Rachel said. "He can do that?" Sarah asked. What Rachel was saying was so amazing. Nobody did stuff like this for her before, not even her parents. "Yeah. That's why I took the photo. You were mad at me for doing it. Aren't you glad now? You girls need to know that I only want to do good things for you. It might not look like that at the beginning, but you have to trust me, and things will turn out to be good." They gave him a hug. "Anybody want lunch?" he asked them. After eating, Rachel asked, "What are we going to do now?" "You like chocolate?" Stan asked the silly question. "Yeah," he got as a chorus. He took them on a tour of a chocolate factory. They watched how the candy was made, and they got a piece after the tour. Then he took them over to Caesar's Palace, through the stores. They walked through all the corridors. They were amazed at the opulence and the reminders of the glory of Rome. It went over Becky's head. Sarah was more concerned with how much she would have to walk. Still, through it all, they enjoyed it, even though looking at the price tags, they knew it was way out of their price range. They didn't know how Stan could afford to bring them here. It would cost even more to pay the doctor, but they were having a great time. They missed their parents, it was a bad thing about their deaths, but it opened up a whole new world that was so much better than they ever thought they would ever see. Stan took them to another buffet. This was a French one. They had foods they never knew about. He took them to what turned out to be a magic show. They were mesmerized by the tricks. All they could talk about when they came back to the room was how did he do that? It was getting late. Stan said it was bed time. They all knew the order to hit the bathroom. Becky was first. She was in and out, then Rachel started to head out. "No, Sarah, you go next." They had an idea again of how things were going to be. While Sarah was in the shower Stan gave Rachel some pain medicine. She knew to take it unlike Sarah. While she was waiting for her turn, Stan was busy putting their swim suits into a bag with beach towels, he bought them with the suits. Sarah then came back in her nightgown. She started to head for the bed she shared with Stan yesterday. He shook his head no. She looked at him. He nodded towards the bed with Becky. Stan walked Rachel into the bathroom. "We're gonna take the shower together?" She asked, though she kinda figured the answer to that already. "Yes. You don't want to?" Stan asked. "No, I do. You're gonna do with me like you did with Sarah?" "Yes, that is part of being married. Inga Cartwright filled you in on those things, didn't she?" "Yeah, she did," Rachel said with a smile, thinking about the things she had done with the woman. He washed her like he did Sarah, except she wasn't shy about him seeing her naked. How could she be shy, Stan was so nice he was going to have her nose and lip fixed. She only hoped her body wasn't too immature for him. She couldn't compete with her older sister. Sarah had boobs, Rachel was still flat. Maybe Stan wouldn't care. He seemed to be happy and she was sure he loved her. She loved it when he used the shower to spray her pussy. He held the lips open and had the water on a small, powerful stream. It was pounding on her clit. He was kissing her as he was doing that. He seemed to break it off too soon. He wanted her to wash him. She loved washing his hard cock. He seemed to love her soapy hands washing it up and down. Again he broke it off. They rinsed off then got out. Stan dried her in a way that thrilled her. He quickly dried himself. They wrapped the towels around themselves. They walked to the bed. Stan took the towel off Rachel then himself. He was standing out proud and strong. He took the towels in the bed along with his red towel on top. He got the lube and put it nearby. He got in the bed with her. Sarah had this figured out, and had a low light on. It wasn't totally dark but it was light enough for her and Becky to see the couple. Becky was on the side of the bed closer to the couple. Sarah was behind her. She positioned herself so she could see over her sister and watch the action. Stan began kissing Rachel. She liked that. He was using his tongue. She was OK with his tongue in her mouth. But, she liked it other places. He was lying behind her and he was kissing her neck. That she loved. She thought it wonderful when he used his tongue on her neck and around to her ears. He blew into them, and whispered into them how much he loved her. She knew it was true, he was going to get her face fixed and make her beautiful. He was telling her how beautiful she was already. He was kissing her shoulders. His hands were on her chest. It felt so good. She liked when the women had played with her like that but, somehow it was special that it was Stan doing things with her. He moved down to her chest. He was doing the same things with her shoulders now on her chest. He was giving her little areolas all the attention they could even hope to get. He was licking and sucking on the little things. He loved it, and so did she. But there were more things that needed to be done. He needed to mark her as belonging to him. He got her on her side and moved behind her. Her hips were over the towels. He lubed his tool and lifted her leg and moved in. He rubbed his wet cock all over that little hole. He reached down and speared her lips. He kissed her ear and told her that he loved her. At the same time, he drove his cock into her pussy. It felt snug in there, but she seemed to be opened up enough for him to fit. He began to work her. He couldn't do his corkscrewing in his position. He made up for it was how deep and how fast he was going into her. She seemed to get his rhythm. She moved her hips as best she could to match him. He reached around her and could get at her clit while he was pounding her pee hole. He gave her clit a good work out, just as he was doing to her insides. He was giving it to her good, that he knew. What he didn't know, was when Rachel reached her peak like she did just now. She let out a scream. It startled Stan, he had another screamer. Even worse, the walls in the hotel weren't that thick. He could only hope the room next door was empty, or they were sound sleepers. Her scream delayed him a bit. It took him a minute before he reached his climax and began to shoot his baby makers into his wife. It was nice for her that he kept going after she had cum. She wasn't sure but maybe she could reach another one. But after he finished, he pulled out of her. She was drained, but happy. She pulled the towels out from under her. She rolled over to give her husband a big kiss. Then she was ready to cuddle in his arms and go to sleep. She was going to be dreaming happy dreams. Stan was so good to her. She thought she was so lucky to be married to him. Those were the last thoughts she had until she heard Stan's alarm. It got everyone up. They were getting up early for some reason. Rachel would have preferred to stay in bed. She was sore. Stan gave her a little more pain medication. He was telling them they needed to get dressed. Sarah at least felt better and Becky was having no problems. He took the bag he had packed. They went out to get breakfast. It was hardly light out yet. Once they ate Stan piled them back into the car and started to drive off. He was driving off the strip. Sarah saw they were leaving Las Vegas. They others didn't. Becky was coloring in her book. Rachel just wanted to rest waiting for the pain meds to work. They were driving for some time before they pulled up to where they were going. He herded them out of the car to the visitor's center. They looked at each other. What was this place, Hoover Dam? They were going to some dam. It got more interesting the more they got into the dam as they got into the tour. Rachel forgot about her soreness. She was very interested in what she was seeing, that and maybe the pain medication was kicking in. It was lunch time by the time the tour was done. They got out and walked along the dam. One side there was a huge lake. The other side you could hardly put your head out and see the base of the dam. It was so far down. They got lunch, then Stan took them out along the shore line. There was a place they could go swimming. They needed to change into their suits, but there wasn't any place to do that. They would have to do it in the car. There wasn't anyone else around, so they got away with it. They trooped down to the shore with their towels. Stan brought a big blanket and suntan lotion. He applied it to them liberally. They enjoyed the day in the sun because they found a shady spot. It wasn't too long before they were too hot to be anywhere but in the water. Becky would only wade out up to her knees. Stan, Sarah, and Rachel were in deeper water. Stan said, "Come on Becky, you can come out here." "I can't swim," she told him. He came back and helped her a little showing her how to lay in the water and move her arms and legs. It took a while for her to get it. She wasn't so good but at least could keep herself above the water until Stan or someone could get to her. She did like Stan's hands on her. She felt so safe in his arms. They spent the rest of the afternoon lying in the shade or wading in the lake, until Stan said it was time to go home. They now had to change back into their clothes. Now there were other people there. Stan had to hold a towel around the girl as she changed inside the space Stan created for her. Stan took them out for dinner. At first they thought it looked like an old horse barn with a bunch of tables sort of ringside for a dirt floor to the barn. It wasn't long before a knight on horse back came riding out. He commenced to joust with another knight who rode out from a different direction. Soon enough they were off their horses and sword fighting. In the end, there were four knights fighting for the hand of the pretty young maiden. Stan's section was given a knight to cheer for. Becky and Rachel cheered very enthusiastically for him. Sarah not so much. Stan was just amused at the reactions of the girls. When they got back, Becky came over to sit with Stan. She looked up at him. "Is tonight my turn?" "You want a turn?" "I don't know. I love you. The other girls did it. I should do it too, shouldn't I?" "You don't have to do anything, none of you do. None of it is required. I would like it, but I will leave it up to you. If you want us to do this together." "I'm only eight. I can do that?" "I think it depends on you. If it means anything to you, I've been with eight-year-old girls before. They were able to do it. You were doing things on your hike with the women and other girls, weren't you?" "Ahhh, you know about that?" She said surprised and a little worried. But Stan didn't seem upset about it. "Yes, I know. Don't you worry about it, I don't mind if you are with other girls." "What about women?" "Yes, it's OK with me. I knew you were doing things with Inga and Elisabeth, and the other girls." "Do you know about the reception?" Becky asked. "No, what about the reception? Something happened there?" "Inga took me into the coatroom and she had me put my fingers in her, and she pulled my panties down and was rubbing me." "Well, wasn't she the horny one?" Stan said with a smile in his voice. "I don't mind if you are with women and other girls, and that includes your sisters. But, it has to be somewhere that is private. You can't be where you could be seen. You can't be seen doing those things. Inga was not using her brains. You shouldn't have done it there. You could have been seen. There would be a lot of trouble for her. You have to be careful about those things. That was her fault to have you there like that, not yours." "You still want me if I am so naughty?" Becky said, not realizing that she was teasing him. "I think I like you a little naughty," Stan said, then gave her big kiss on her lips. "I think it's bed time, girls," Stan announced. The girls looked over at Stan and Becky, they figured things out fast. Rachel got her stuff and headed to the bathroom. Stan gave Becky some medication. When Rachel came out, Sarah headed in. When she was back, they watched Stan go into the bathroom with their little sister. Sarah went and got out the red towel and the bottle of lube and put them on the nightstand next to Stan's bed. She turned down the light. She turned down the bed. She figured that was her job as first wife. The other girls watched her give her virginity to Stan. Her and Becky watched Rachel give up hers. Now it was the time for her and Rachel to watch their little sister give it up to their husband. Becky had seen Stan naked but he hadn't really seen her naked. She used the bathroom when he was in the shower. She made sure he couldn't see anything. Now he was naked and waiting for her to take off her clothes. She got her clothes off. She looked over at Stan. Not only was he naked but his cock wasn't like it was the way she saw it before. It looked more like that thing that Elisabeth had. But he looked different too. He didn't have the hair around it like he did before. Where did it go? He turned on the water and got the right temperature, and got in. He reached out his hand for her. Becky got in with him. He washed himself so fast, then he began to wash her. It was so nice. She loved his soapy hands all over her. He used the hand held shower to rinse her. Then he changed the stream. He moved her so that he could hold it and her. He took and spread her lips and was directing the stream right on her special spot that Inga loved to touch. Becky didn't know something like that could feel so good. Stan turned off the water, he got her out and dried her off. Becky wanted to do the same thing for him. Stan didn't bother to wrap the towels around them. Stan just folded the towels and carried them when they walked into the room naked. Stan could see things were set up for them. They got into the bed. The first thing he did was to kiss her. He started with her lips. He didn't spend too much time there. He moved on to her neck. She loved that. He moved around to her ears. If she thought the kisses on her neck were great, the attention he paid to her ears was even better. Then he moved back to her mouth. This time he brought his tongue into action. This was even better than what he did with her ears. It just kept getting better with him. Finally he turned her on her back. The one time on the couch he had put his hand on her chest and ran it over while she had her nightgown on. Now he was doing it without the clothes between them. She loved it, so did Stan. He wouldn't have believed that he could have as much fun as he did with Cecelia. Now he was getting to have the same fun now with Becky. When his hands had their fill, it was time for his mouth to get their time on her chest. He was kissing and licking her. He was sucking on her little areolas. It was like someone turning on a faucet in her pussy. She could feel she was getting so wet there. When his mouth evicted his hands off her chest, they had to go somewhere. That somewhere was her little pussy. He was rubbing it. He could find her little clit, he gave it a little work out. Between that and the tingling that her tiny tits was sending to her pussy, it was making her wetter and wetter. Stan stopped, he rolled on to his back. He lifted Becky over on top of himself. She had a leg astride him. He reached over and poured some lube on his hard prick. He used his fingers to rub some on her little hole. He got her over on top of him. She was lined up. "Push down. You can go as fast or slow as you want to take me," Stan told her. "You're gonna put it in me?" She asked hardly believing all this was happening. "It'll go in you, but you will be in control. You do want it, don't you?" "Yeah," she said. She started to slowly lower herself. She could feel it go up inside her. It stretched her. She felt full, but it didn't hurt. She had used her tools Elisabeth had given her. He was filling her up so much. She could feel him hitting the back of her little pussy. He had his hands on her hips, he was lifting her then pulling her back down on him. She used her legs to lift herself then lower herself. She began to go faster, and faster. It felt so great. She went up and forward, back and down. For Stan it was so great. Her little pussy was even more snug that Rachel's. He loved it. As she humped up and down on him. He joined her, pushing up when she came down. They built up their speed. Stan took over. He held her by her hips, raising and lowering her that way while he was humping up into her. This was far better than anything that Inga or Elisabeth had done to her. He even got a finger down between them and was ringing her little buzzer. That was the icing on the cake for her, him being in her. He was rubbing the whole inside of her. She felt like there was a fire growing inside of her there. It was burning her. She was so hot. Finally she just exploded. She couldn't move any more. The top of her head was flying off. She was quiet as a church mouse. She didn't know how or why. Stan took over, he was pumping into her. He was going so fast and hard. She couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling. On top of that, she heard Stan grunting as he pushed up into her. He was dumping a load of his little swimmers into his little wife. Becky was exhausted, she couldn't move. Stan wrapped his arms around her. She was asleep in an instant. He left her there. He let her sleep lying on his chest. His prick lost its hardness, and eventually slipped out of her, as he drifted off to sleep. The show was over, Sarah and Rachel were set to go to sleep. Rachel reached over and gave Sarah a kiss right on her lips. She said, "Good night Sarah," rolled over and went to sleep. That left Sarah to wonder about sex with her sisters when one of them was with Stan. After all, Abigail Beam did things with her sister-wives. Maybe Sarah could too, but then her sister-wives were also her sisters so, she would have to give that some thought. Stan let the girls sleep in. They went out late to breakfast. Stan gave Becky a little pain medicine. It was getting warm, Stan suggested they go for a swim. They spent time in the hotel's pool, Stan spent more time teaching Becky how to swim. She was getting a little better. She could make it across the width of the pool. But that was her limit, because she insisted on holding her breath instead of trying to breathe while she swam. They spent their time there. After lunch, Stan told them that he was taking Becky with him. Sarah and Rachel could stay out at the pool or go back to the room but no where else. Stan and Becky had to go up and get dressed. Then Stan went back to the pool and left Sarah with the room key. As they walked out to the car, Becky asked, "Are you taking me to a doctor too?" "Yes, do you not want to go?" "What will he do?" "This is an eye doctor. We'll see what he can do for your vision, and your crossed eye." "He won't do surgery on me, like he is going to do to Rachel and Sarah?" "I don't know. We have to see what the doctor says," Stan tried to reassure her. The ophthalmologist examined her eyes. He had her looking though different lenses. At one point he was shining a light in her eyes and using this thing he held in his hand to look in her eyes. Finally he said the first step would be an eye patch to make her weak eye work harder and hopefully that would correct her eye over time. She wouldn't have to have surgery. Becky was relieved at that news. She would need new glasses. He told Stan that if they couldn't fill the prescription in Eldon, to call down to his office and they would fill it. He gave them a little catalog with the different styles of frames Becky could choose from. Before they left they got a patch that was the size to fit her glasses. He said that she should get a patch to fit her new glasses. If they couldn't do it in Eldon, he would have the right patch for the style that Becky chose. On the way back to the hotel, Stan made two stops, first at a books store and bought several cookbooks. Some were general and a couple of others, Italian, French and German cuisine. Then he went to Rick's Sporting Goods store. He bought four one quart canteens. He also got a few rolls of film. "What are they for?" Becky asked. "We are going to be doing some hiking, and it will be hot. We will need water to drink. You will need a hat." "Can I have a hat like yours?" "You mean my Yankees cap?" "Yeah." "Sure I think we can find one. One other thing I think we will be needing for you is a band for your glasses." Stan was able to find some things at the store. He took the bags with the canteens to the car. As they walked back to the car, Stan asked, "How are you feeling? No pain?" "No not now. Are we going to do more of that?" "Did you like it?" "Yeah it felt great, we can do it more?" "Yeah, we have our whole lives to keep doing that, and if your church is right, we will be doing that for all of eternity." "But, you have to do it with Sarah and Rachel?" "Yes, you are all my wives, I will be doing that with all of you." "What if you are with Sarah, what are me and Rachel supposed to do?" "What are you thinking?" "Inga says she does things with Elisabeth, they are sister-wives." "You are wondering if you can do things with Rachel?" "Yeah, we are sister-wives." "You're also sisters. Would you want to do things with another girl, especially if she is your sister? You have to have that clear in your mind. If you want it, then Rachel or even Sarah would have to want to do it." "What if they do?" "If they do, are you asking if it is alright with me?" "Yeah, I guess, kinda." "Becky my darling it is fine with me. I only want you three to be happy. I want to take care of you. That is why I am trying to make your lives better, because I love you, all of you." "I know you do. I love you too." "But you like sex too, don't you?" "Yeah, it's fun. It feels so good. I was sore before but it's better now." "You had fun with Inga?" Blushing, Becky said, "Yeah." "You're wanting to do that more with her?" "Can we? You wouldn't be mad?" "I already told you about being careful when you are doing that. If you are careful you can do that. You can be with any girl or woman that wants you. Just there is one thing: no boys or men. You can be with only women or other girls. capire? "Yes, Stan," Becky said. When they got back, the first place they checked was the pool. They weren't there, so up to the room they went. They got there, of course the door was locked. Stan knocked. He could hear some rustling around in the room along with some loud whispers. He couldn't make out what they said. Finally Sarah called out, "Who's there?" "It's us Sarah open up the door," Stan called out. It took a minute for her to get to the door. Her clothes were a little disheveled. He looked over at Rachel hers were too, and a bed was a little messed up. He gave them an eye but didn't say anything. They got a look at Becky. Rachel said, "You got a hat like Stan's." Sarah looked past the hat, "What's that on your glasses?" "It's an eye patch," Becky said. "What are you, a pirate?" Sarah asked. "No," Becky said. Stan joked, "If she was a Pirate, she would have a Pittsburgh cap. It's for her eye." "If I wear this the doctor said it will fix my eye. He won't have do surgery on me, so there," then stuck her tongue out at her sisters. Rachel retorted by sticking hers out back at Becky. Stan saw it and said, "No more of that girls. Did you girls have a nice swim?" "Yeah," Sarah answered for them. "You want to just have a simple dinner, or are you hungry enough to go to the all you can eat buffet?" "What kind of buffet?" Rachel asked. "We've tried the French. Do you like that one or do what to try something else? Would you like to try Italian?" "Will they have pizza?" Becky asked. "I am sure of that. When I was a boy my mom use to bring home the best pizza from Aldolino's. But my mom could cook. She used to make a lot of different kinds of Italian foods." "Why did she do that?" Becky asked. "Because we're Italian, and we lived in the Italian section of New York." "They had sections where people had to live?" Rachel asked. "No, your supposed to be able to live where you want, but a lot of times, people didn't want certain people to live in some places. That was especially true a hundred years ago. So you end up living in a section that other people like you live. On Manhattan where I lived, there was one part where a lot of Irish lived, other parts where blacks lived. We Italians lived in our own section. We had lots of Italian restaurants, and stores there." "I guess so long as they have pizza we can go to an Italian buffet," Sarah said. The others agreed. While eating, Stan suggested that Sarah not get too stuffed on the dinner. She figured that it must be her turn again. She limited her plates. She had plenty to eat trying a lot of different things. But she wasn't stuffed to the gills. She was expecting Stan to be stuffing her. That would be a lot better than the fingering Rachel and her were doing to each other. They relaxed in the room watching the TV, until Stan said it was time for bed. Becky was to be the first in the bathroom. Rachel followed her when she came out. Next in was Sarah and Stan. "Stan will you wash me like you did last time?" "You liked that?" "Yeah it felt nice." "Well, then I'll have to do it. I have to keep my wife happy," he said then tickled her in a spot he knew she was ticklish. She swatted his hands away while giggling. He washed her to her joy. She wanted to do the same for him. She was using her soapy hands on his hard cock. He had to limit her, or he would be cumming in the shower. He had plans for the place he wanted to cum, and the shower wasn't it. Drying off they walked back into the bedroom. The light was down but not off. Rachel had set it up like Sarah had done the previous night. Sarah and Stan took their places in the bed. Rachel and Becky sat up in their bed to watch. It didn't take but a couple of seconds and Sarah and Stan were in a full blown tongue war. Sarah was getting good. She was giving as good as she was getting. Stan did that for awhile then he broke it off to get at her neck and ears. That wasn't something she was so interested in, she wanted more of the tongue wresting. She liked that best. But that didn't stop Stan from doing other things, his hands were on her budding little boobies. They were nice. He did like flat girls, and he knew someday even Becky would grow them. He could still enjoy ones like Sarah had now. Maybe they wouldn't grow to be too big. From the looks of it, Sapphira wasn't all that big, maybe her daughters wouldn't be either. Stan could only hope. No matter what the future held for his wives, he was going to enjoy the development that Sarah had now. He moved down to them. She still enjoyed his tongue work as he was all over her little booblets. He feasted on her areolas. He was lavishing them with kisses and licks. Finally he settled down and was sucking on them. He could flick his tongue against her nipples when he wasn't giving her little nips on them. After he had switched off and done both a few times, it was time to move on. He kissed his way down her belly. His hands were doing advance work. He was stroking the insides of her thighs. His caresses there were not quite a tickle nor a massage but whatever it was it was thrilling. They were so soft and gentle and it felt like there was love in the ways that his fingers and hands touched her. When his mouth arrived at her lower regions, he began to plant kisses all over. Some of them spilled over and was on her upper thighs, including where her legs joined her body. She found that she liked that area touched, no matter what was touching it, lips, tongue, or fingers. He did get to her lips. He had shaved her and now it was time to show her why he had done that. His lips and tongue were all over the labia. Her pussy was just the way he liked them. Her inner lips were tucked up inside the outer ones. But she wasn't going to be a little girl fully as her clit had been aroused and was poking its head out looking around. While he was washing the outsides of her pussy with his tongue, he wasn't neglectful of the places inside those lips. Even if he was ignoring it, he wasn't going to be allowed to do that, because her love moisture was leaking from between her lips. It was a little different from some of the girls he had known. Hers was thicker and more like a cream rather then a thin stream. That was fine with Stan just more to enjoy, and he was enjoying it. It had a taste not quite minty, but a taste not too far off from some of the gelato he had as a boy, even if he couldn't quite place the taste. But no matter he was going to have all of it he could get. Stan was a naughty boy and played with his food. He was sticking his fingers into the cave her spring was flowing from. He couldn't be that naughty. He left the stuff leaking from her and moved on to that bump that was standing up at the top of her pussy. It had been waiting for him to get there. When he did get around to it he was sneaking up on it quietly with a few kisses that hit it and then retreated. But those lips kept coming back, laying more kisses on it. Then the tongue began to get involved, laying licks on it. It seemed an eternity but in fact was only a few minutes, before he was laying into her with his tongue, flicking against it. Tracing little circles around it. Then like a ravenous wolf, he pounced on it. He was devouring it. There were licks, nips, sucks, and kisses all thrown in together, all at once. She couldn't take very much of it. She was redlining from all this. She couldn't help it, and just blew. Her body went into spasms. Her eyes were rolled back into her head. She was flailing all over. It was a good thing Stan had his head between her legs. He was crouching between them. He had a good hold on her hips. At least she couldn't get away or roll out of the bed. But that didn't stop her upper body movements, or her head whipping all over the place. She was twisting back and forth her shoulders jerking. Though for all her movements, she remained silent with a look frozen on her face that one would wonder if it was terror or ecstasy. Finally that moment passed and she came back to herself. Rachel and Becky watched and couldn't believe what she saw. Was it that good? They had women and girls doing that to them, was Stan that good? They may well get their chance to find out. Stan pulled back from her. Taking the red towel Rachel had put out for them, he wiped his face. Then he wiped Sarah's crotch. She was coming around to herself. Stan moved up next to her and gave her a kiss. She could taste herself, at least she figured it must be her. He pushed her head down a little. She looked up at him. He gave her a smile and with a nod of his head he let her know he wanted her to go down on him. At the same time he waved to Rachel and Becky, gesturing them to come over. They took their pillows placing them on the floor next to the bed, they sat on them to watch. Sarah moved her head down next to his very hard cock. She took him in her hand. She began to move it like she did in the shower. There wasn't the soap to make it slippery. But Stan was making some other stuff that was flowing from the hole in the tip to make it slippery. She stroked his cock, that spread his stuff. He reached down and pushed it over to her mouth. "Suck me," he told her. She looked down and saw the pre-cum he was leaking. Using the sheet she wiped it away from the head. Finally she moved her mouth onto his hard prick. She had heard about this, but of course she had never done it before. No boy had ever been interested in her. She tasted it, his dick didn't taste bad at all. She knew what she was supposed to do, she was to suck on it. She tried that. Stan reached down and took her hand and began to move it. She was supposed to suck and move her hand at the same time? He urged her, "Lick it." When she picked up her mouth to lick it, Stan said, "No, keep it in your mouth, lick it while you are sucking it." She tried to do that. He had his hand on hers he kept her hand moving. Once she was doing that, he took her head in his hands and moved it up and down. He looked down at Rachel and Becky sitting there with engrossed attention, which is what he wanted. They were to see and learn. "Keep doing it, just like that," he encouraged Sarah. She continued as best she could. Once she accidentally let her teeth scrape Stan's sensitive dick. Sarah mumbled a "sorry," but it was hard for her to talk with her mouthful. She was trying her best, and her best was making it. Stan was close. "Sarah, I'm gonna cum real soon. You know what that means, right?" She nodded her head while she continued her work. "When I do, I'm going to do it in your mouth. Don't worry it isn't anything bad. It won't make you sick or anything. It won't hurt you. When I do cum try to take it all in your mouth. When I'm done, I'll let you know. Ohh, it's gonna be real soon, just keep doing what you're doing." She did as she was told, and it was less than a minute he grabbed her head and was helping her move up and down, but it seemed more down, like he was trying to force his dick as deeply into her mouth that he could. "Now, it's now!" he managed to get out. At that moment he was firing his semen into her mouth. It was several powerful spurts that jetted out of the end of his cock and into her mouth. When he felt that he had given her everything he had he released the tight hold he had on her head. He was allowing her to back away, as he himself was doing. Then he commanded her, "Swallow it." She looked up at him with a questioning look. "It's OK. It won't hurt you. Swallow it." She had it in there long enough to taste it. It was salty and kind of gooey. But it didn't have a bad taste to it. It wasn't all that good either. But, if that is what Stan wanted, and he said, it wouldn't hurt her. She gulped it down. It took a couple of swallows to be sure she had gotten it all. He pulled her up to him and gave her a kiss. He surprised her when he slipped her his tongue. If he was willing to put his tongue in her mouth after she had that in it, then it must be OK. "OK, girls back to bed," he told the other two. But before they could get away he grabbed them by the arms and pulled them over to him. He pulled Rachel down, then gave her a kiss on her lips. Then pulling Becky over he gave her one too. But he didn't turn them loose. He said, "What about Sarah?" One at a time both girls gave her a kiss on her lips. When they had done that, Stan turned them loose. "Good night girls, get some sleep. We're gonna be up early." he told them. He was right he did get them up early. He had them wear light clothes, and to take their hats and sunglasses. He took the canteens and filled them with water. He made sure they had sunscreen. When they went outside to go get breakfast, it was wasn't even light out. He hurried them through their meal, then hustled them back to the car. "We've got a drive ahead of us," he told them. "Where are we going?" Rachel asked. "I think of all people, you will like it. It's the "~Valley of Fire.'" "I already don't like it. You already said it was going to be hot," Becky said. "I don't like fires." "You might like this one. How about I put you in charge of the camera, Becky?" It took them about an hour to get there. They arrived a little after sunrise. They paid at the entrance and were off. Stan was in a hurry. He went up the long road to the fire wave. It was early in the morning, the sun had been up almost an hour when they got there. They had to hurry if they were going to do this trail. Stan made sure each had their full canteen. It was only a mile and half trail but it would be very hot. They were slow going. They needed to stop where they could find some shade and drink their water. It was well worth the trail. Becky got some great photos of the wave formations in the rock. They were happy to walk though some of the slot canyons because it got the sun over head off them. But the rocks were already warm. The trail there was a sand bed which slowed down their walking. With her eye patch on Becky sometimes felt unsteady on her feet. She wanted to hold Stan's hand, or at least that is what she claimed. Rachel was more than happy to take over the camera. Sarah, who normally loved to scamper over the rocks like this, was slowed down by the heat. Stan took them down the road to a scenic over look. From there they went to Mouse's Tank. It was a short hike to some petroglyphs. Rachel was full of questions about them. Stan started to explain but Sarah knew this one and she took over. Stan let her. They continued back down the road. They went to the visitor's center. Rachel and Becky loved the exhibits and the park film. They also loved the air conditioning. They were all covered with sweat. Sarah was more interested in the gift shop. She wanted a T-shirt, partly because she thought it was cool. But also she could change out of the sweat soaked shirt she was wearing. When the other girls saw it, they wanted shirts too. Rachel discovered the books and wanted some about the park and about the rock formations. He got them back in the car with their goodies. He managed to get them to walk the tenth of a mile trail to the balancing rock. He drove to the east entrance of the park for another short hike. This one was to Elephant Rock. They all agreed that it did look like an elephant. They didn't mind the hike, but they were always happy to get back to the car and have Stan crank up the A/C. They headed back towards the entrance they came in, this time they stopped there. The trails were short. The first one was to see some petrified logs. The second was to see more petroglyphs. To do that, they had to climb some stairs. But getting up there was well worth it. The last was a natural arch. It could be seen from the parking lot, and that was good enough for them. It was long past lunch time. They were hot, hungry, and a little cranky. It was a long time to get home. They had a good time, but it took a lot out of them. They forgot about lunch and had an early dinner. They decided they liked the Italian food, or at least the pizza, and opted for the Italian buffet again. As they headed back to the hotel, they passed a movie theater that was showing a movie all three girls wanted to see. So they stopped and went to the cinema. Becky got to take her patch off so she could see the movie better. Now when they got back, they were in a much better mood, rested, with tummies full and happy. When they got upstairs, they knew it was right near bedtime. They didn't have to be told. Becky headed off first. When she came out, the question was who goes next. Rachel asked, "Is my turn tonight?" Stan told her it was and Sarah headed in. Rachel asked, "You'll be using your mouth on me? And you want me to use my mouth on you?" "Yes, I would like that. Are you OK with that?" Stan asked. "Yeah, I guess. Inga said husbands like that." "So, she told you about that?" "Yeah, she had this thing, it looks your thing, and she showed us how to do to it. Plus, we saw Sarah yesterday. Are you gonna put that stuff in my mouth?" "I would like to. Why, you don't want me to?" "No, Inga said we show our husbands that we love them by letting them do that. Sarah said it was OK, it didn't taste nasty or anything. So, I guess it's OK." "That's my girl," Stan told her. He turned to Becky waiting in the other bed, "What about you Becky? Tomorrow is gonna be your turn?" Becky replied, "Yeah you can do it in my mouth, because I love you, Stan." Sarah came out, and it was time for Stan and Rachel to go in. Stan took and undressed Rachel, then she did the same for him. Once the water temp was right, they got in. She wanted to wash Stan mostly, it was to get her hands on that hard cock of his. Also, if she washed it, she could be sure it was clean if she was going to have that thing of his in her mouth. She did also enjoy him washing her, especially when he adjusted the spray on the shower again and aimed it at her pussy. She spread her lips so the flow could go where it would do the most good. But too soon, they needed to get out. Stan dried her off, then himself, as Rachel fixed her hair. Stan took her by the hand and walked naked with her into the bedroom. Becky's eyes were fixed on them in the turned down lights. Once in the bed, Stan began to kiss Rachel. He wanted a little bit of lip locks on her, but he remembered she liked to have her neck and shoulders kissed. He was more than happy to do that for her. As he did, he was running his hands over her flat chest. He would wet a finger and use it to tease an areola. Other times he would be giving them little pinches. It didn't hurt her, but gave a little slight sting. That increased the thrills his hands and fingers were giving her. It was only a short hop down to having his mouth pay due homage to her undeveloped breasts. He was able to kiss, lick and suck on them to his heart's content, and hers, too. He was having a good time there. He had always loved those flat girls. The fleeting thought passed through his head. Did he love it because his dad did? Was it genetic? Jerry was doing things with his mother when she was ten. She couldn't have had much, if anything, then. Maybe it did run in his genes. But whatever the reason, Rachel sure loved it, so did Stan. As far as Rachel was concerned he left her little titties too soon. He was kissing his way down her belly. Sorry as she was to see him leave her flat breasts, she knew where he was going. She expected it to be even better than what he was doing to her undeveloped boobies. He got there eventually, it seemed he took so long for him to get there. She was using her mind to will him to get there a lot faster than he did. She wanted him there. When he got there he was planting kisses all over her, her mons, along the hairless outer lips that concealed her inner lips. They were just like Stan liked. His tongue washed over those lips like the waves wash up on the beach then recede. His tongue was there, then it wasn't, then it was back. That continued for a while. Then he changed things as he started at the very bottom of her pussy and dug his tongue into her slit, then drug it up to her clit. He was doing it like a plow that runs through a farmer's field. This had her little spring seeping. He could taste her pussy water. It distracted him. He went on an expedition to get to that spring. His tongue dug into her special well. He was wiggling it in there to get at her nectar. He could get it. His tongue was going in and out of his mouth. Each time it came back it was bringing him a load of her flavorful moisture. His doing that only increased her flow more. It was a win-win for them. But as much as he would like to stay there and do that until her fountain ran dry, he wanted her clit. Her pussy hole he would come back to in time. She was ready for him to begin on her clit. It was standing up waiting for him. He didn't disappoint her he was kissing and mostly licking her little nub. He would lick around the base of it in like a circle, then he would spiral up it. His tongue was working it's way around. When he got to the top he would stop and drop to the bottom and begin again. After circuits like that he just took the whole thing in is mouth and with a mighty vacuum was sucking on it. But, it wasn't just suction. His tongue was still at work there getting in it's little flicks when it could. It that wasn't enough he started to bob his head up and down while still maintaining his other actions. He could look up and observe Rachel's face. He thought he could tell when she was going to blow. This girl was a screamer. He couldn't be having that in the hotel with its thin walls. Stan wanted her to cum and he was doing is best to bring it on. He had to readjust his position a little. He was still working her clit with his mouth, and he added his fingers to the act, and he was now pumping them into her. But when the time came he had to be able to move fast. It didn't take her long she was about to blow. Stan had his hand up by her face. The minute she reached her climax, he clamped his hand over her mouth. He made sure he didn't cover her nose, he wanted her able to breath, but not to be making the kind of noise the last time he had brought her off. Now he was glad that he asked Ruben to make sure the rooms were well insulated. It will keep them warm and muffle any noises. With her climax over, Stan could remove his hand. He scooted up next to her, "Was that good for you?" she could only smile and give him a kiss to go with her head nod. "You ready to do that for me?" Again she gave him a smile and a nod. Then she moved down in the bed. Stan was still as hard as he was in the shower. This was something she was loving. She loved it in her little pussy. She hoped she would love it in her mouth, too. Elisabeth had told them and Inga had showed them how, so Rachel wanted to try this. She thought for a minute how Inga had started by rubbing it, then licking it, before she took it into her mouth. She remembered Inga bobbing her head. Sarah was doing that too. Rachel rubbed and licked Stan's thing. He gently nudged her head. She opened up her mouth wide and took the plunge. She wrapped her lips around it and began to suck. She didn't forget to move her hand and her head. It took a minute to remember to keep licking it while she was sucking on it. She was working on getting all the movements all timed to work together. Stan was reaching down and caressing her and giving her little encouragements. She knew she must be doing it right. There wasn't much taste to it. Sometimes she could taste something a little salty, but kind of watery. As she worked, Stan was growing more excited. She was doing a fine blowjob for her first time. Eventually Stan was reaching his climax. He warned her. "I'm gonna cum now, take it all in your mouth", he told her. Then he was thrusting up into her mouth. As he did he began to paint her tonsils white. It came in several powerful jets, spraying the back of her throat. Not too much landed on her tongue that she could taste it. But what she did get was that salty taste, but this was thicker and a bit gooey. But, all in all not so bad. She knew what Stan wanted. She used her tongue to gather it all up and then with one swallow it was all gone. It wasn't so hard nor so bad. She could live with doing this for Stan if he would do that thing with his mouth on her down there. That was heavenly, almost as good as when he was in her with that thing of his. She was ready for sleep. It had been an exhausting day with the heat and the walking, now finally the sex, she dropped off to sleep quickly. Sarah had slept through most of it, having been there done that yesterday. Stan looked over. Becky was still awake. She had been watching the whole time. She figured tomorrow it would be her turn. Stan looked over at Becky. He gave her a warm smile, then mouthed the words, "Go to sleep." She caught what he said and rolled over and went off to sleep. Stan did too. He let them sleep in. When they were up and moving they headed out to eat. It would be more Sunday brunch than breakfast. That however fit in well with Stan's plans for the day. He herded them back up to the room, they were to get their bathing suits and wrap them up in a towel. Becky was to be sure and get the strap for her glasses. Once they were ready, he drove them off to Wet & Crazy. The girls went wild when they saw it. It was a water park full of rides for sliding around into pools of water. Becky was a little dubious about it. She didn't feel too comfortable swimming yet. Even though the pools were very shallow and there were lifeguards all over the place, she felt better if Stan was nearby. If they went on a ride, she wanted Stan to go first so she could see how it was, and so he would be waiting at the bottom for her. Becky was OK going on the Banzai where she rode a raft down the ride and then it skimmed across a pool. All four of them rode the Pendulum together, it was a large raft that slid down an incline and up an incline on the other side. Back and forth you went until you ran out of momentum. One Becky didn't like so much was the Big Flush, you went down a swirling tube until you got to a big bowl where your momentum carried you around the edges until you ran out of energy and ended up falling through a big hole in the middle. You dropped 3 feet into a pool of 3 feet of water. There were other rides you twisted and turned down tubes. Becky insisted that Stan went first so he was waiting for her. There were a couple where they could ride a raft together. Sarah and Rachel rode that one together, with Stan and Becky in another. There was one they saw that Stan wasn't sure it was a good one to go on: The Bomb. It was as tall as a four story building. There were a lot of stairs to climb. Once one was there you would stand in a capsule then the floor would drop out on you. You would fall a couple of feet until you came in contact with the slide. You would be dropping at an angle of 65 degrees. You would go down nearly two stories that way. It would take only a couple of seconds to do that. Then the angle would flatten out. Finally it was parallel to the ground, causing you to speed through a trough, then coming to a pool where it ended. The girls wanted to know how it was. Stan climbed the stairs while the girls, waited at the base. He came down very fast. The ride was over in only a few seconds. When he got to them he told them it was best they not ride it. Also there was a height requirement. Becky wasn't tall enough. Sarah asked if she could try. Stan advised against it, but she wanted to do it. So, she tried while they waited for her, and watched. She went as Stan had done. When she was back, they asked her how it was. She said Stan was right, she should always trust his judgment. They found a place to eat. Stan went and got some money, it was hot dogs, fries and sodas all around. After eating they wanted a little rest. There was a Lazy River that flowed around the park. They had rafts and drifted around as the gentle current took them around. Their batteries recharged they were off to ride more rides. They spent the day scampering around the park. They went through twists and turns sometimes inside of tubes that only allowed only a little light through. To finish off the day they went into the giant wave pool and surfed the waves. Becky stayed close to Stan, she wanted him to have a hold on her at all times in the waves as she was sometimes washed off her feet. They had fun but were exhausted by the end of the day. Becky not only rode the rides with Stan but, she walked the park holding his hand. She had the patch over her good eye, and her glasses were often covered with drops of water, making it harder to see out that lens. As they walked there was a time, they walked without anyone close by. She asked, "Are you going to do with me, what you did with Sarah and Rachel?" "Do you not want to do it?" "They did it, and it pleased you. Maybe you want me to please you that way, too?" "I would like it, if you did, but I won't force you to do it. I also would like to do that to you. Because you know it goes both ways. I don't expect you to do it if I won't do it for you." "That's nice of you," Becky said. "It isn't just being nice, you are my wife, I love and will care for you. Besides, I think you like it, don't you? You like someone to go down on you like that?" "Go down?" "That's a way of saying giving oral love to a person, especially a girl. You have had that before, haven't you? Elisabeth and or Inga have done that to you, haven't they?" Becky blushed and nodded her head. Saying in a quiet voice she said, "Yes, and I liked it. That's OK?" "Everything is OK with me. I've told you before, only other men and boys are off limits." "OK, I won't do with them. But you have to promise to do it with me," Becky said. "Of course I will." "Lots and lots?" Becky asked. "Oh, you can bet on that," he told her as he gave her hand a squeeze and a smile. They left the park and since they liked the buffet they thought they would try one with German food. The girls thought it was OK, but they liked the Italian food better, or at least the pizzas. The girls knew when bed time was and they knew what to expect. Rachel headed off to the bathroom first followed by Sarah. It was Stan's night with Becky tonight. While they were in the shower Sarah got things ready for them. Stan especially was keen to wash Becky's body. His hard cock gave him away on that score. Together they walked naked from the bathroom, to the bed. Rachel was watching more so then Sarah. They both had been with Stan twice, but Rachel had more sexual experience due to her hike with the Cartwright women. Despite this she was the one more interested in seeing the sex. Sarah wasn't so hot on seeing a little girl get hers. She was thinking of what it might be like with Agnes, or at least Abigail and Ruth. Stan and Becky got in the bed. He was interested in swapping a lot of kisses with her. She liked that to a bit. She also liked it when Stan kissed her ears and neck. He whispered such sweet things in her ears. He did just that. He enjoyed it just as much as her. But he also wanted those sweet lips of hers. He also wanted to get his tongue in her. He was going to have it in her in a couple of places tonight. She allowed his tongue in her mouth it was so big between her tongue and his big one there wasn't hardly room. She had to have her mouth open wide. She had been to the dentist once and he had her open her mouth wide too. But, at least Stan wasn't putting his hands in there. This felt much better, she liked it more. It was fun, his tongue was warm, and slippery, but it had it's rough places too. Those places rubbing against the insides made it more thrilling. Stan had his hands on her flat chest, her areolas were small pink dots that he was having fun touching. He had his wetted fingers to rub them. He pulled at them slightly. He wasn't really pinching them but it was sort of like that. No matter what it was, that stimulation was doing things to her. She was growing more turned on by the moment. That only grew when he began to lick and suck on the little things. He was having a whale of a time on them. He was switching off on them, as she couldn't stand too much from one at once. Then he made his pilgrimage down her body. He stopped to lick her innie belly button. It tickled so much that despite the sexual thrills she was getting from it, she had to giggle. Just to get back at her for that, he blew a great big raspberry on her. Then he moved on. He planted kisses all over her little bald lips. This was enough to get her squirming. Her wiggling or not, he wasn't going to be deterred. He assaulted her with his tongue. He was snaking it between her lips drilling into the core of her girlhood. He ended up with a gusher. She was leaking her sweet juice. Stan was never a wasteful person, he set about to get it all up. His tongue would tickle, but it was too sensuous for that. Not like he was wasting time getting up her fluids but there was somewhere she was wanting. He knew it and got to it directly. He was licking with a flickering tongue. It was ratcheting her up higher and higher. The next step for him was to take it in his mouth to lick, and suck on at the same time. It was taking her up to next level. When she reached it, there wasn't any farther to go, she reached the end of the line. Her brain crashed though the barriers as it left her body behind and went to the moon and did a couple laps around it, before it returned for the splashdown into her body. That was good. Becky needed a few minutes to catch her breath after such an exhausting trip. She crawled up next to Stan and cuddled with him. She was as happy as a kitten with a bowl of cream. After, she got her required love transmitted to her from being so close to Stan, skin to skin, as they lie naked together. She lay there for a while. She looked up at him. "Do you want me to do it to you?" "I would like that, but remember it is up to you. I won't make you or you sisters do anything you don't want to do." "I know. I would like to try it for you. You want me to swallow your stuff, too?" "I would like that if you will do that. You don't have to, you know." "I think I want like to try. Rachel said that it doesn't taste bad." "Yes, that seems to be the consensus." "OK, I'll try it." "You know how to do that?" "Yeah, Inga showed us. I think I remember it." Becky set to work, first by stroking him. She added licking around the head and the area just under it. She kept it up, licking it more. To her credit she kept her hand stroking him. She stopped, she took a deep breath and took the head into her mouth. She was licking it while it was in her mouth. He moved her head up and down a bit, and she got the idea, and was doing it on her own. She continued to lick, then almost as a new thought had occurred to her, she started to suck while she was doing the things. It took a little time for her to get her coordination down. In the meantime she was drooling all over his wiener. Once she felt she had it all down, she stepped up the whole operation. That turned Stan on much more. Then it happened. His cum was jetting into her mouth. She could feel it as it pulsed into her mouth. She paused a tiny bit to try and get some of it. She wanted to be sure of what it tasted like. Her sisters were right, it was kind of salty. It was a bit like her snot, that she would eat when she was little. Her mother and her sisters made her stop doing that. This wasn't any worse than that, in fact all things being equal it was better. Once she got that taste, she let the rest be blasted down her throat. She waited until she was sure he was done, she used her tongue to wipe off his head, then she gulped it all down. She looked up at Stan, then opened her mouth wide so he could see inside it. That he could. Her mouth was empty of his baby batter he had sprayed in there. He pulled her up close to him. He gave her a kiss. She knew he loved her. She loved him with all her heart. She curled up in his arms and was off to sleep quickly. He looked over and the other two were out. It was just as well they would have a busy day tomorrow. He would need his sleep too. So, he joined them. His alarm didn't go off as early as the other morning, but it wasn't as late as it had been yesterday. He rounded them up and took them off to eat. He had them eat hardy. He wasn't sure about the availability of food around there at lunch time. He had them dressed in shorts with their hats and sunglasses. The canteens were still down in the car. They could fill them up when they got there. There were a few clouds that dampened the temps. It wouldn't be quite as hot as the other day. The girls figured they were going hiking again. But they could see they weren't going the same way they went a couple of days before. Sarah spoke up, "I figure we are going hiking, but we aren't going the direction we went the other day, so where are we going?" "You're right, but today we are going to Red Rock Canyon." They were there in almost no time. The first thing to hit was the visitor's center. Again, Rachel especially liked it. But the exhibits could even hold Sarah's attention. That was a good thing, since Becky had to wear her patch for at least twelve hours everyday, it made things blurry for her. She couldn't read the things about the exhibits. Sarah would read it to her. Becky could kind of see it. She wanted to take her patch off, but she was hoping that if she wore it all summer, her eye would be better and she wouldn't need it so so much when she went back to school. The last thing to do was fill up the canteens. Stan wanted to be sure they had enough water. The other tanks he wanted drained. He sent the girls to the bathroom, and he himself went. He didn't want to be faced with the problem that one of them had to pee, and they were on a one way road. So, no going back to go potty. The last thing he did was to put sunscreen on arms, legs and faces. The girls liked him rubbing in the sunscreen on their legs. Their shorts were short and they willingly opened their legs to him. From the visitors center, they began with a two mile trail, that led them past some Triassic fossils. They had read about the geologic ages, but it was hard to think about such a long time ago. The trail was easy but with her eye patch on she felt better holding Stan's hand. Sarah was running ahead to see what she could see. Rachel hung back with the other two, sometimes holding Stan's other hand as they walked. It was an interesting trail and at two miles it took the better part of an hour. They piled into the car and headed up the scenic road. They reached the highest elevation, nearly a thousand feet higher than the visitors center, it was a great overlook. They could see the mountains with their pink and red rocks showing through. It wasn't that different from home near Eldon, as they lived near mountains, which had a lot of trees. But here was a desert, a much different place than home for them. Stan also had to eat his words a bit, as the girls found that at the overlook there was a bathroom. They walked another trail, this one not so long, but the sun was climbing in the sky and the trails were dirt sometimes with small boulders that had to be walked around or over. That made things a little tricky for Becky. Even though there was water at the overlook bathrooms, out on the trail there wasn't and that was where you would get thirsty and would need that water. They went down a couple of short trails to see more petroglyphs. The ones here were several hundred years old. While the ones they saw in the Valley of Fire were on the order of a few thousand years old. They made it to the end of the scenic loop. But that wasn't the end of their adventure. The girls had looked at the map and had found one other trail they wanted to see. Stan turned down the appropriate road. They reached the trail head in no time. This was going to be their last trail, and it was just as well as this one turned out to be the longest and the most difficult. All totaled they had hiked seven miles that day. When they got back to the car they were hot, thirsty, their legs sore, and were hungry to boot. Stan surprised them by not going back to the hotel. Instead they went on to Old Nevada. It was a wild west kind of place, full of old looking buildings. There were blacksmiths, a mill stamp, saloon, and general store. They were soon running around as though they hadn't hiked at all that day. When they found the old time photography studio, the girls had to have their photo made with Stan. They all got to dress in costume for it. The saloon served food, they were able to get a pizza. The girls agreed to try, pepperoni, Italian sausage, and they were even willing to go with Canadian bacon. Stan got them to try it with pineapple and black olives. It was just like the pizza his mom would bring home from Aldolino's, all those years ago. While eating, a stage melodrama was performed. The actors were goofy with a hokey plot. But it was all meant to be that way. The girls were roaring with laughter. Going home he made one stop at Rick's Sporting Goods. He got a small gym bag. "What's that for?" Sarah asked. "Us, when we get up stairs, we need to pack up everything, and it all goes down to the car, bears, ducks and everything else tonight. In here we will have only what we need for tonight and a change of clothes. We will be getting up very early." "Why do we have to get up so early, and why are we taking things down to the car?" Rachel asked. "Because we are leaving tomorrow." "We're going home already?" Becky whined. "We will soon, but we have one more place I'm gonna take you and it's a long ways away, so if we are going to see anything of it, we have to leave early, because it's a long drive." "If we have to leave early and a long drive," Sarah warned, "It better be worth it." "Oh, I think you'll like it," Stan told her. "So what is it?" Rachel asked. "You'll see when we get there," Stan said wanting to keep the secret. He stopped at a grocery store and picked up a box of eight donuts and a bottle of juice. They would need something to go on and most places wouldn't be open, and if they were, he didn't want to wait to be served. They headed up to the room. Stan said, "You need to pack everything except one change of clothes. Tomorrow I want you to wear what you've got on now. Just make sure you have clean panties for couple of days. If you want to sleep naked tonight that's OK, you can pack your nightgowns. Becky, you and Rachel do the packing. Sarah take the ice bucket and get it filled with ice, then put the juice bottle in it. When you get back we'll take the stuff down to the car, that includes bears and ducks." In the end, they had their clothes for the morning, and for one more day. When they had that done, Stan was carrying the suitcases and Sarah had the stuffed animals. They were stopped by the front desk. "Checking out sir?" "I will be in the early morning. Let me put this in the car and I will be back to talk to you." They came back. Stan sent Sarah up to the room. "Will you have anyone at the desk at about 5 in the morning?" "We have someone here around the clock," the desk clerk said. "I guess I can take care of the bill now, and one less thing to do in the morning. I want to hit the road early. When does the restaurant open?" "They open at six." "That's what I thought. I want to be rolling at five. Go ahead and give me the bill and I will pay now. That way I only have to drop off the key in the morning." "Very good, sir." He gave Stan the bill and he put the charges on his credit card. Stan got back to the room. Rachel was coming out of the bathroom, she was naked. Sarah was about to go in. He looked over and saw Becky was in the bed. It didn't look like she had on her nightgown. Sarah asked, "Are you coming with me?" "No, not tonight we are faster if we don't fool around tonight. We will be up very early in the morning. Rachel, go ahead and sleep with Becky." "Where will I be?" Sarah asked. "In with me, but don't go hoping for anything we need to get to sleep," Stan told her. Stan went in when Sarah was done. They all slept naked that night. Sleeping was all that was done in that night. True to his word, Stan's alarm went off early. He had every one up. They dressed and had the donuts and juice to tide them over at least for a while. They tromped out to the car. Stan gave Sarah the key and Rachel carried what little they had left with them. While Stan dropped of the room key. He met them at the car, and they headed off. It was dark so they didn't know what direction they were headed. Becky and Rachel took advantage of the time to catch some more sleep. When they were more awake Stan said "You hadn't done your Jr. ranger things from Red Rock Canyon. Why don't you do it? It would make the trip go faster. It will help pass the time." It was getting light out, when they passed a sign: "~Welcome to Arizona, the Grand Canyon State.' Sarah perked up, "We're in Arizona?" "That's what the sign said," Stan answered her. "The Grand Canyon, is that where we're going? I've never been out of Pine Martin County in my whole life, and in one week I'm married to you and I'm already leaving the state. I can't believe it," Sarah said. "Just think, maybe after being married a year you might even leave the country," Stan said looking over at her with a smile, but a tease in his voice. She smiled back at him but still reached over and punched him softly in his arm. "Rachel, have you ever been out of Pine Martin County before?" "No." "Who did your surgery?" "I don't know. He was wearing a mask." "Oh, a wise guy, nyuck nyuck nyuck" Stan said, looking at Rachel in his mirror. "So who was it? Did you go to Reno or something?" "No, from what mom said, it must have been Dr. Simon." "So none of you ever left Pine Martin County before?" "No," Sarah said. "Why not?" "We never had anywhere to go, and dad was always working, or with Delilah or Tamar," Sarah said. Stan motored on east fighting the rising sun. They reached the town of Williams. He got off the interstate and he found a little coffee shop that would fix them some fast breakfast. He stopped. They had gotten only a little to eat a long time before. Stan had them wolf it down then he turned north heading for the Grand Canyon. The signs were obvious and he couldn't keep it a secret any longer where they were going. They had heard of it, but they didn't know the real size or scope of it. Once inside the park, they went to the visitor's center. After learning about the canyon they went out to experience it. The girl's couldn't believe the views, they were blown away by it. Stan was pretty impressed too. There was a trail along the rim, that represented the time it took to lay down the rocks that formed the canyon. Along the way there were examples of different types of rock. They were in order, as they were laid down. As you walked the trail, you were going back in time or coming forward, depending which way you walked. They walked two miles along the flat trail. This was the first time they walked so far without a single word of complaint about the trail or the distance. Along the way they came to a geologic museum that broke up the hike. They got more of an education. It took them near to two and half hours to walk the two miles with all the stops they were making. While she was supposed to be wearing her eye patch Stan let Becky take her eye patch off so she wouldn't miss any of the views, besides she had it on all the while the drove to the park, so that counted for near half of her wearing it for twelve hours per day. He even gave her the camera. She was able to get the best views and angles to make the best photos. They managed to get the whole couple of miles and were stunned with all they saw. The problem was they were in a whole other area of the south rim and their car was miles away. Stan left the girls at the hotel there in the village. He walked back to the parking lot where he had left the car. Due to the roads, he was able to short cut back, instead of having to walk the trail back. Besides without stopping to look at the views and having the girls with him, he was able to make good time. Still, it took him a little more than an hour to make the hike back to the car. He drove back to where they were. He found parking and found the girls. All four of them by now were very hungry. Of course there were plenty of places to eat near the hotel. They wanted to see the canyon from within. There was the South Kaibab trail. Their canteens were still half filled with water. Taking them, they headed down the trail. They descended a good couple of hundred feet down. They walked about a mile, before heading back. Which meant the hike back to the car would be to climb that far back up. This two mile hike wasn't as easy as the one along the trail rim earlier. While the girls, and Stan were a little winded, they all enjoyed it. They got into the car and headed off to the west traveling along a road that afforded many viewpoints. Stan kept an eye on the time. They were all lucky in that the days were at their longest points of the year, so they had more time to do things. The girls had seen so many things from the rim of the canyon, they loved the views. They continued on their way to a place called the Hermit's Rest. Along the way they stopped at many view points but one especially amazed them. It was called the abyss. You could stand on the edge and look down. It was a sheer drop some three thousand feet straight down. It didn't look that long, somewhere near half a mile, but it was. It just goes to show the eyes could play tricks on you. They managed to make it to the Hermit's Rest in time to have something to eat. Sandwiches and chips washed down with juice would have to do. But that was fine for them. They managed to get outside as the sun was going down, and Becky was able to capture beautiful images of the sun as it set, also she was able to get the colors of the rocks as the sunlight faded away, and the shadows that it created. With the sunset and the last of the light fading from the canyon, they headed back to the car for the 20 mile drive back the way they had come. Stan turned outside of the park and headed back towards the way they came. The girls figured that their trip was over and they would soon be homeward bound. But, they were wrong. When Stan got to the little community of Tusayan he turned into the lot of a motel. He had been lucky to get a room there when he reserved it two weeks ago. They filled up so fast this time of year. It was only one queen sized bed, and he was able to get them to get a roll away cot for him. He brought in the gym bag they had packed and they had only the bare necessities that night. The girls were packed in the bed, like sardines in a can. Stan was on a tiny cot about the size he had when he went on maneuvers in Georgia so long ago. They were in bed early as there wasn't much to do in the place. Besides they were tired from the hike, and it had been a long day for them, Stan too. Long day or not, his alarm went off early. He got the girls up and dressed. It wasn't even light out yet. They hadn't eaten, nevertheless he piled them into the car. To their surprise he was headed for the park. He got to the entrance station he showed the ranger his three day park pass, and was allowed back in. But, before he drove off, Stan asked when sunrise was. The rangers looked at a table and told him. Stan figured he had just enough time. He went as fast as the speed limit allowed. They did the 20 miles to the Desert View Tower. He got them out and gave Becky the camera, she could have her patch off for now. They found a good place and Becky got some shots of the canyon. But her main assignment was to catch the rising sun. That she did with a great eye. They had to wait until the rangers came and opened up the tower, and they were allowed to climb to the top. The views of the canyon and the countryside south of the canyon was spectacular. They could see maybe 40 miles from there. They could even see the San Francisco Peaks, near Flagstaff, near to 50 miles away. When they had their fill of the views and the camera's exposures they came down. It was time for the restaurant there to open. The hungry girls, tore through the food like a pack of wolves in a heavy winter. Once they had their fills. They started back towards the village. Now when they stopped at all the view points, there wasn't any carping about being hungry or tired, they just oohed and aah-ed at the sights. After hitting all the view points they arrived at the village. They came to another museum that was a bit oriented towards the Native Americans who lived around the canyon and their history. They came back to the village, and explored the other visitor's center there. There were shops where they could buy various things. Stan placed a limit on them. They could all have a T-shirt and two other things. They all opted for at least one book. Rachel's were about rocks and minerals and another about the creation of the canyon. He got one Rachel wanted him to get about geology and the area. He could read it fine, but Rachel wanted him have it. He suspected it was her way of getting another book. It might have been a little over her head, and Stan might have to help her read them. But, he wouldn't mind. Becky got one about the history of the photos and drawings done of the canyon, and a coloring book. Sarah got a book of campground recipes. She also got a colorful 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle of the canyon. They prevailed on Stan, pushing him to get a large oil painting of the canyon. They said it should replace the seascape in his room. He got it. How he was going to get it home was another thing. Then Becky saw the mules. They could take a ride down into the canyon on them. She wanted to go. They other two agreed to it. Stan went to find out about it. He had to come back and disappoint them. You had to be nine to ride, so that meant Becky couldn't go. But Sarah and Rachel said they would go and Becky could stay back. But since they were under 18 Stan would need to go with them. So that would leave Becky by herself for all of the two days to get to the bottom of the canyon and back. That wasn't going to work. Maybe another time. The canyon wasn't going anywhere. They had seen everything they could want to see in the village. They got an early lunch and headed back to the car, Stan toting the painting. The others with their bag of goodies. There was no way to fit the painting in the trunk with the way the things were configured. The stuffed animals took up too much room. What ended up happening was Becky's bear rode next to her between her and Rachel in the back seat, while Rachel's duck had to ride between Stan and Sarah in the front. It made it a little easier in the back as Rachel and Becky worked their Jr. Rangers' questions. Stan was glad to see it. It gave them something to do on the long drive home. Stan drove as fast as he could get away with, speeding at least a little at times. They had a long road to cover. There was an hour to get to Williams, then five hours it took them to get to Las Vegas from Williams. From there was the five hours back to Eldon. It was almost ten that night when they got to Eldon. They were all very hungry. Stan pulled into the lot for the restaurant. The girls went in to get a booth. It was late, they would have wanted to close soon, but being who they were, there was no question that they would be seated. Everyone referred to them as Stan's kids. Stan went next door to the motel to see how business was. Joe looked up as Stan came in. "Oh, hi Stan, you're back." "Yeah, we're just getting back in. I dropped the girls off next door. I wanted to see how things are going before we eat. It has been a long drive." "So, you haven't been out to your house yet?" "No, like I say, we JUST got in. We are famished." "Ruben wanted to talk to you. For that matter, so does my wife, Isabel." "Oh, so what do they want me for?" "Isabel said the loan is all approved. You just needed to come in and sign the papers." "Yeah? That's great. What did Ruben want?" "Sort of the same thing. He's waiting on you to sign the loan, then he can start on the shower facility." "Oh, that's all good," Stan said happily. "There was a couple of other things happening while you were gone. I guess I'm gonna be stealing Ruben's thunder." "What thunder?" "Because of what you have done, taking in the Christensen girls like that, the church took a freewill offering and it totaled to about half of Ruben's charges for the remodeling." "Oh, wow, I am very surprised. What can I say?" "Hold on, there's more." "What do you mean, more?" "Word had gotten round about you and them, her half sisters. Rahab's local stake took up a collection for the cost too. That's not all, Prophet Rutherford donated some of the money from all the churches. All totaled, it came up to what Ruben was charging for the house." "Wow, now I am really blown away," Stan said. "Well there is one charge still, I guess Rachel wanted a special paint job for her room. You know that woman, Eleanor Day, the one you pulled out of the shop when it was on fire? She heard about you needing a painter for the room. Her son, John Day, is an artist. They got him to come and paint Rachel's room." "I'm sure she'll like that." "Wait until you see it. He just finished yesterday. So that paint in there might still be wet. But he did a fantastic job." "I'm sure she'll like that then." "I'm not sure how you'll like the bill for painting the room. It's a big one. It's five hundred dollars. That is left for you to pay." "Five hundred dollars? That must be some heck of a paint job." "Wait until you see it. You'll know why." "Now you got me excited," Stan said. Pausing for a moment, giving a look around, especially towards Abner room. Joe saw there was just the two of them in the office, so he said softly, "Hey listen speaking of excited, just between us, I know you're married to them, but you're not sleeping with them? You're going to keep them virgins until they're older, aren't you?" Stan looked at him a second then gave him a friendly smile. "Of course I'm not sleeping with them. I mean Becky's only eight. She couldn't be doing anything at her age. I can always take them later, when they are older," Stan lied. "Yeah that's what I figured, most of the church those who even know that you're married thought the same thing. Those of us who know you're married aren't sharing that you are. But, you know, there are always people with dirty minds who were thinking you couldn't wait to get them in bed." "Rest assured, Joe, everything is copacetic," Stan said with a smile. "Tell Isabel I'll be over to sign papers in the morning. Now let me get over there and eat. I am sure Jethro will want to be cleaning up so he can get out of there." He got over and the girls had already ordered. Stan placed his order. The girls got their food first. They had to wait on Stan as he ate. He hinted that Rachel had a surprise coming. When they got to the house they all rushed in to see the house, especially their rooms. Each girl went to her room. They gave a look around. Sarah's room looked fine, even her furniture was there, everything except Pluto. Becky found him in her room. Becky's other stuff was in her room. Rachel went to her room. She ignored her things in there, it was her walls that made her let out a scream. They all came running to her in her room. While it smelled of fresh paint, they couldn't believe what they were seeing. It was like she was down in the Grand Canyon. The walls of her room were like the canyon walls. The purple, orange, red, yellow, and rose colors were layered like in the canyon. It went most of the way up the walls. On the ceiling and near the tops of the walls it was a blue sky with a couple of white clouds overhead. Over in a corner just rising over the canyon wall toward the east corner of the room was a sun rising. It was just like they had seen, that morning. The side opposite of the sun were brightly lit up, the colors lighter. The side with the rising sun looked to be in shadows and the colors deeper. No wonder Rachel screamed. This was a work of art. This was her room. She couldn't have asked for more unless it was Stan who was sharing the room with her. When they got over the shock of the painting, they went back to checking out the rest of the house. Stan found the new washer and drier were installed. He had the big jacuzzi tub, and still a shower stall too. He still had an office. His desk was there as well as one for the girls. The girls checked their bathrooms. In each one they had a hand-held shower mounted on the wall. But, it could be taken down and the spray could be adjusted. No one would be sleeping in Rachel's room tonight. The odor of the fresh paint was too strong. None of the windows had curtains yet. Stan said that she would have to sleep in with him. Before the other girls could complain, he said they would all sleep together tonight. Going into Stan's room they made sure the king and queen beds were pushed together. Stan told them they had been wearing their clothes too long he didn't want them dressed like that in the bed. Sarah said,"Our night things are out in the car." "They can stay there for now. Get a quick rinse off and we are all going to bed naked." There was a cheer for that. But when three naked girls, joined a naked Stan in the bedroom, the question was who gets to sleep next to him. He settled it, Sarah would be on his right Rachel on his left, and Becky would just have to make the best of it sleeping on top of him. He had his three brides with him for now and eternity. The End. Stan's songs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zvn4I-GspFc Muss i Denn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7fh-c-X4S0 Komm Gib Mir Deine Hand https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPh2L2ZUXVo Sie Liebt Dich https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrxFxGPg-is Wooden Heart Thanks to Mark for his editing. All of my stories can be found at: https://verywellaged.com/~Tanya_Writer/index.html If you like my stories, let me know. Or if you don't, let me know and why. You can reach me at: tanyawriter@proton.me