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Story title : Family At War
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Family At War (family, inc, genetics)
Author Name: Daydreamer (georgiepoorgie@mailcity.com)
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The beginning, the middle and the end, a family is in
the process of being torn apart by ... unexpected
discoveries. Has a high tech/genetic selection twist
with a guest appearances and performances.
Family At War - Introduction
The separation and divorce of my parents has been tough
on all of us, the whole family. Us kids, we all thought
our parents were happily married. Wow, were we in for a
shock. It hurt us all to see mom and dad go through with
it. It split the family in two, almost like two different
countries, countries that were at war with each other.
Sure, life had been tough. But what the heck, as the old
saying goes, "No body ever promised a rose garden".
Still, when it happened to our parents we just about
could not believe it.
There are five of us kids. I am the oldest "male child",
as my parents liked to call me. I am 20 years old and
"was" in college. I was in the middle of my second year
of college, at one of the state universities, nothing
spectacular, just good solid education. I was doing
pretty well too. I had a high B to A average in all my
classes but with all the BS surrounding the family I
decided to leave school, go back home and help get things
sorted out.
Family Members:
Bill - My Dad - Age 48
Beverly (Bev) - My Mom - Age 48
Lisa - (My Aunt, Mom's Adopted Sister)
Brenda (Boo) - My Sister - Age 18
Amanda (Mandy) - My Sister - Age 16
Tim - My Brother - Age 14
Jack - My Brother - Age 12
Various others who enter into the story and play
significant parts in the development of the final
outcome, including:
Renee - Friend of Mom & Lisa's from college days and
current co-worker.
Jim - Renee's Son
Janet - Renee's Daughter
Chapter 1 - First Day Back
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At home things were really depressing. When I got there
the house was totally deserted, not a light on anywhere
and no one was home. I was kind of surprised, it was late
in the day, almost dark outside, and I, at least,
expected to find the other kids there.
When I got inside the whole place was in a shambles,
almost looked like the place had been torn apart by
burglars or something. I walked through the house looking
at the mess and wondering what the heck had happened. The
only part of the house that was not totally destroyed was
my room, which I shared with my two younger brothers, Tim
and Jack, ages 14 and 12. My sisters, Brenda, who we
called Boo, age 18 and Amanda, age 16, shared a room too
and it was totally empty, nothing, even the furniture was
gone.
I walked through the house looking at things wondering
what the heck had happened and saw in my mind that life
as I used to know it was over. It almost made me cry to
see the place in that condition. I think I was in a state
of shock and aimlessly wandered about the house looking
at the devastation. Eventually I found myself back in the
living room. I could not stand to look at all the stuff
thrown around the room and absent-mindedly began to pick
up things to put them away.
I turned on the TV, mostly just to break the eerie
silence of the deserted house and worked quickly at
gathering up loose papers, clothing and other stuff
strewn about the room. There was a lot of clothing in
piles and I began to sort them out. Nearly all the
clothing was stuff that belonged to either my mother or
sisters. It looked like they had just tossed them around
the room, almost as if they had just thrown them up in
the air and let them fall where they may.
I spent about an hour straightening the place. I didn't
know what to do with the clothes, most of them were still
on hangers or partly folded, so I guessed they were clean
enough to put away, but there was no place to put them. I
finally decided the best thing to do was just put them
back into my sisters room on the floor, since there was
no furniture.
I was still working away when I heard someone at the
door. The door was not locked, but who ever was there did
not know it and they put a key into the lock and began to
fiddle around with it.
I walked over to the door and opened it. It was my mother
and sisters, they must not of expected anyone to be
there, even though my old car was parked in the driveway,
because they all just froze in place and had really
scared looks on their faces.
My mom was the first to speak and she said, "We just need
to get the rest of our stuff". She said it in such a way
that told me that she was very intent on what she was
doing. I quickly realized that should just back off and
leave her alone. She was pissed off and I did not want
her to take it out on me.
I just stood there looking at her; unable to move or talk
because of the way she was acting. She looked at me for a
second and then just pushed right on in the house and
walked into the living room. I looked at my sisters
standing outside. I started to say something, I am sure I
looked like a fish out of water, my mouth working open
and closed, but nothing coming out.
My sisters stood on the porch looking at me in total
confusion. They were as upset as I was, both had red
eyes; they'd been crying I could tell.
Finally Boo, said, "David, we need to talk, but not right
now. Mom is really upset."
I said, "OK, but what the heck is happening?"
Just about that time, mom almost screamed at me, saying,
"What did you do with the rest of my stuff?"
I was surprised by her loud voice and almost jumped out
of my shirt. I turned around real quick and looked at her
and said, "I picked them up and put them in the girls
room".
She did not say a word just turned and walked away from
me.
I turned back around and looked at the girls who were
still standing outside. I said, "Is she OK?"
Boo said, "No ... what do you think. Dad threw us out
yesterday."
With those words, Boo pushed on by me too and followed
mom toward the back of the house.
That just left Amanda and me standing there, me in the
living room and her just outside the door. I looked at
her, I could tell that she was really upset and was
crying just a little, a stray tear coursing its way down
her cheek. I felt so bad I did not know what to do.
Finally, I said to Amanda, "Come on in. Tell me what hell
is happening."
She almost ran into my arms, all I could do was hold on
to her as she sobbed against my chest.
I said, "Calm down Mandy and tell me what is happening."
She was still crying but she stepped back and began to
rub her eyes with the back of her hand.
I was kind of crying a little myself, but I was trying to
be strong and let her get control of herself.
She said, "Well, there is a lot that has happened since
you went off to college, things that you don't know
about. I don't know where to start."
I said, "What is going on now?"
She said, "Mom and Dad are fighting every time they get
in the same room. HE ... he ... made us leave yesterday
and now we are back to get the rest of our stuff."
I said, "Why is mom so mad at me?"
She said, "Mom is mad at all of us, especially me and
Boo."
"Why?", I asked.
She said, "Because of what happened, we had an accident."
I looked at her and she must have recognized that I did
not understand.
She said, "Boo and me ... we... been sleeping together...
I said, "You having been sleeping in the same room since
you were kids, what is wrong with that?"
She did not say anything, look of consternation on her
face, and just looked at me like I was a dope. I suddenly
realized what she was saying, or I thought I knew anyway
and I said, "You mean ... like having ... sex?"
She just nodded her head at me and said, "Dad found out
about it and he got really mad at us and then when he
told mom, well they had a huge fight about it."
I was shocked by what she was telling me, but it seemed
that since she had told me and now I knew about it that
it was ok for her to keep talking.
She said, "Dad found out because we forgot and left the
tape in the video camera."
I must have jumped and I said, "Oh shit."
I must have looked kind stunned because she just looked
at me like she expected me to get mad or something.
But I didn't get mad I was just trying to understand what
she was saying. Finally after a long pause, I said, "Mom
knew about it?"
She said, "Mom ... well ... it was her idea ... I mean,
Mom ... she took the first video of me and Boo."
I was totally confused by what I had just heard and was
shocked too. Stunned to the point that I could not speak.
Lucky for me I did not have to speak, because Mom came
hurrying back into the room with her arms full of stuff,
she said, "Well, get out of the way so I can get by."
I moved out of her way and went into the living room and
sat on the couch.
I did not notice for a few seconds that Amanda had
followed along behind me and was standing right in front
of me, just looking at me.
I said, "God, what a mess. What the heck is mom planning
to do? Where are you going?"
Amanda said, "Well, we are staying at Lisa's. We went
over there last night and then early today mom called and
talked to Dad about it and he said we could come back and
get the rest of our stuff."
I was in such a state that I did not even recognize what
Mandy was talking about. My mind was totally blank for a
second, then I began to connect again and thought about
what she had just said. I still was not really sure whom
they were staying with. Lisa is a pretty common name and
all ... maybe Mom's sister, her name is Lisa, but it
could be anyone, so I said, "Who is Lisa?"
That consternation was back on Mandy's face again and she
got a really stressed out look in her eyes and said,
"Mom's sister, you know Aunt Lisa." There was a very long
pause as she tried to collect her thoughts or formulate
how to say the next words, in a little squeaky voice she
said, "Lisa is mom's lover too."
Man was I confused. Mandy saw that I did not know what
the heck she was talking about and said, "David I am
scared" and she started to cry again.
I looked at her, I felt really sorry for her, but I was
as scared as she was.
I said, "Mandy, I think we all need to talk about this,
but I don't have any idea as to what to do."
She looked at me, with a desperate look on her face, and
said, "Me neither, I am really, really scared and upset.
Maybe I should just go help Boo and Mom."
I said, "OK, let me think for a minute ... we can talk
some more later."
It was good that we decided that because just then Mom
came back in from outside, she looked at me and then at
Mandy and said, "Mandy, we need your help, now."
Mandy looked at me and said, "OK Mom." The consternation
was gone from her face and she had a really sad look in
her eyes as she turned to follow mom to the back of the
house.
I sat on the couch wondering what the heck I should do. I
tried to think about what Mandy had just told me, but my
mind would just shut down when I did. I finally thought
that the best thing to do was just go help them.
I walked toward the back of the house. As I got close to
where they were, I heard them talking and stopped to
listen.
Mom was telling the girls that they just needed to get
their stuff and get out of the house as soon as they
could and to hurry.
I walked on to the door of the room where they were all
gathering up stuff. I stood there and watched them for a
second. They were in Mom's bedroom and Boo was trying to
disconnect the TV set. I watched them for a few seconds,
I don't think they even knew I was there.
I said, "Boo let me do that."
Mom whipped around real defensively, like she was mad at
me and started to say something.
I said, "Mom, I just want to help that is all. Give me a
chance to help you."
She said, "David, I ... we ... don't need another fight."
I said, "Mom, I don't know what the heck there is to
fight about. I just want to help you and the girls and
then we can figure out what the heck all this means."
She looked at me really hard for a second and then she
was crying too.
I went across the room and hugged her. She grabbed me and
sobbed into my chest and started trying to say something.
I said, "Mom, if you want to tell me something, it can
wait, lets just get your stuff collected and then we can
talk later."
She managed to say, "David ... it has been so bad ...
your father has just gone completely crazy."
I said, "OK, OK, lets worry about dad later."
She said, "Ok ... but I want you to know that none of
this is my idea."
I said, "Alright, no problem with me. Just tell me what
you need for me to do."
She said, "Well, right now we just need to get this stuff
put in the car."
She stepped away from me and I turned to look at Boo. She
was setting on the floor and just watching me. I walked
over to her and said, "What can I do?"
Boo said, "We are taking the TV, but I can not get it
loose from the cable wire."
I said, "Let me look" and she began to move out of the
way.
As I leaned over the TV set Boo said, "David, I will call
you later tonight and we can talk, OK?"
I said, "OK, I will be here."
She thought about that for a second and said, "You
probably should not be here when Dad gets home, he is
almost crazy about things that have happened around
here."
I looked at her and said, "OK, where should I go?"
She said, "Why don't I just meet you some place?"
I said, "Ok, but where?"
She said, "How about at the school parking lot, around
7:00 tonight."
I said, "Boo, it is already 7:00."
She just shook her head and said, "OK, how about 10:00
then?"
I said, "Fine, I'll be there."
It did not take them very much longer to get all the
stuff they wanted. I helped load the heavy stuff, TV and
a couple of boxes into the car. I was standing in the
driveway watching them as they got ready to leave. It
just all felt so weird, strange, completely irrational, I
was so confused I just stood like a statue. All I could
see was my mother, my sisters, getting in a car to leave,
to forever be gone from the home where our family spent
so many wonderful years.
I was unable to control my emotions and started to cry
again. Boo seeing me standing there in such terrible
shape, hopped out of the car and came over to me. She
said, "David, it is what has to be, don't try to change
it, don't try to make it seem different than it is, just
do what is best for YOU!"
I said, "But sis, you, mom, dad, the boys, Amanda, those
are the things that are best for me."
She hugged me and said, "We got to go."
As she got back in the car, Amanda rolled down the window
and said, "David, I love you!"
I rushed across the driveway and hugged her thorough the
window. She whispered to me, "Look in your room I put
something in there for you."
I started to say something, but she got a kind of scared
look on her face, so I kept quite.
I stood in the driveway and waved to them as they drove
away.
After the car was out of sight, I turned and walked back
in the house. I had to take several deep breaths to calm
myself down and not feel so bad. I was confident that
what ever had happened, that as a family we could solve
it. We had always been able to before, so we could do it
again. I felt that we were just going thorough one of
those bad times that so many of my friends had lived
through and in my head I kept seeing us all together
again, lots of happy times ahead.
As I stepped into the house I remembered what Mandy had
said, that she had left something for me in my room. I
walked back to see what it was.
Chapter 2 - Discovery
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When I got to my room I looked around, nothing seemed to
be obviously laid out for me to find. I thought about it
for a second and remembered that Mandy had said she left
something for me, and then got the scared look on her
face when I started to say something to her. I figured
that whatever it was, that maybe she had put it somewhere
so that it would not be seen if Mom went in to my room.
I looked on the desk, nothing there. Then turned to scan
the room. The boys had not made their bed and I felt
around on the bed, moving the covers. As I flipped the
bedding a shoebox slipped out on the bed, the top of the
box opened and several video cartridges tumbled out.
I picked one of them up and read the hand written label
on it. It said, "Tape #1: 45 minutes". I picked up
another and it said "Tape #5: 1 hour 10 minutes, looking
down on the bed, at the other tapes, I counted them,
there were six more tapes, and as I picked them up I read
pretty much the same thing on each, a number with a time.
There were a total of eight tapes.
I got the message that Mandy thought I should see them,
so I picked them all up and headed back into the living
room to put one in the VCR.
I popped the one, labeled Tape #1 into the VCR. The VCR
automatically kicked into the play mode and the tape
started to play.
I stood back from the TV and watched as the screen
changed from all static to blue then to a picture of my
mother or at least I thought it was my mother. I had to
look twice to be sure, because the female on the screen
did not look anything like any memory I had of her.
She looked like she had just stepped out of a glamour
studio, she was really jazzed up. I mean she was really
dressed nicely. Her hair was done like she had just come
home from the beauty shop and the dress she had on looked
like it cost a million bucks. She was a knock out and sex
just seemed to flow from her to me thorough the screen.
Heck she turned me on and it shocked me to think that I
could see my mother as a sex object. I watched for a
couple of seconds until I realized that her lips were
moving and that the volume of the TV was to low for me to
hear what she was saying.
I raised the volume enough so that I could hear her. I
still could not believe that the lady on the screen was
my mother, but once I heard her voice, well I was
convenience it was her.
She was talking about the adventures of life and how she
had so much enjoyed her childhood and the things that
happened to her when she was young. Nothing
extraordinary, just things that made her happy and
memories. I listened to what she was saying and thought
that it was good to have such wonderful memories. I was
not in the least bit put out or concerned about what she
was saying and then she said, "The most wonderful thing
to happen to me was when I discovered Lisa, my older
sister."
I was really listening hard to her and it dawned on me
that the Lisa that Mandy had said they were staying with
was my Aunt Lisa, but Mandy had also said, something
about mom's lover too.
Mom continued to talk about Lisa and how much her life
was changed by Lisa. She went on and on about it and
nothing she said was the least bit wrong. Then she said,
"It was Lisa that made me who and what I am. I will
forever love her for it and because of what she did for
me, I have done the same thing for my daughters." With
those words, she faded off the screen and music began to
play, really nice music, and a title faded into view. The
title said, "Discovery of Life and Happiness."
What appeared next really shocked me. I have seen a few
X-rated videos, sex on the screen was not a new thing for
me and that was what was depicted. The tape showed an
extreme close up of the ass and frontal pelvic area of
two women. One of them was wearing a strap-on dildo and
was shoving it into the one in front of her. The sound
track played the sounds of them as they moaned and
grunted. One of them was moaning "fuck me, fuck me", over
and over and the other was driving the dildo deeply into
her with every roll of her hips.
The astonishing part of what was going on was that the
voices sounded vaguely familiar and I suddenly realized
that the voices were those of my sisters, or at least I
thought so.
I continued to watch what was happening on the screen.
They did it with the dildo for several more minutes and
the close up shot stayed pretty much the same.
Slowly the camera panned back to reveal the whole scene
and then there was no doubt it was my sisters doing this
to each other.
Boo was on her hands and knees and Mandy was behind her
shoving the dildo into Boo. Boo had her ass up in the air
and her chest pressed flat into the bed and was moaning
to every jab that Mandy made. Boo kept saying fuck me
over and over and moaning in rhythm to the dildo being
pushed into her.
The camera panned down to Boo's face and the sexual
excitement was there, it was obvious that she liked what
was happening.
Who ever was operating the camera, I figured it was my
mother, was doing a pretty good job. The focus was good
and she seemed to know where and when to move the camera.
She scanned it up across Boo's body and zoomed in on the
dildo going in and out of Boo. Then slowly up the front
of Mandy to her breasts. Mandy's hands were on her
breasts and she was squeezing her nipples one then the
other and they were like mountains of bumpy flesh. Then
slowly up to Mandy's face and the look of pure lust was
there too.
Boo's voice suddenly got louder, she was saying "Fuck me
goddamn it, I am almost there, fuck me deeper."
The camera quickly moved back to Boo's face. She had her
eyes tightly closed and was almost not breathing, she
would suck in a deep breath and then exhale it all so
quickly, her breath coming in huge gasps. Suddenly she
started to orgasm and her face was a total mask of lust,
she suddenly raised up on her arms and was almost jumping
backward into Mandy and the dildo.
The camera moved around behind them, Mandy had her legs
spread real wide and the camera zoomed in on the dildo as
it was driven time after time into Boo.
Clear fluid was running out of Boo in a steady rivulets,
the camera panned down to the wet spot that was growing
on the bed then back up to Boo's cunt and the dildo.
Mandy pressed the dildo deep into Boo and just held it
there. Boo continued to jerk back in her orgasm, but the
dildo stayed buried deep.
They stayed like that for a while and then slowly Boo
moved off the dildo and even more fluid came from her.
The camera moved back around to the front and Boo was
laying flat on her stomach. She looked at the camera and
said, "That was the best, god, I loved it." Then she
looked up toward Mandy and said, "Your turn?".
Boo reached out and took hold of Mandy and slowly pulled
her onto the bed.
The strap-on dildo bobbing and weaving as she moved on to
the bed.
Mandy laid down beside Boo and Boo began to stroke her
hair and said, "Nice one little sister, now I will make
you feel the same way."
Boo said, "Do you want the dong?"
Mandy said, "No, it hurts me, just make love to me, you
know how it feels best for me."
Boo laughed and said, "Yes, I know little sister."
Boo started out by removing the dildo from Mandy's hips.
She unsnapped the straps and tossed it off the bed, it
hit the floor with a loud thud.
Boo then began to kiss Mandy's stomach and rub the inside
of Mandy's legs with her hands.
Mandy just leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes,
concentrating on what was happening to her.
I watched the entire tape, all of it was sex between my
sisters.
The sex just kept going on and on, nothing else on the
tape. I almost got tired of watching it, but I knew that
I had to watch and learn for myself what the whole
situation was. It was clear to me that my sisters were
lesbians, no other explanation even fit.
I felt really bad for a couple of minutes about the whole
thing. However, the more I thought about what I had just
seen the more sense it made to me. Mom's explanations at
the beginning of the tape, the way she described her life
and how much it meant to her, well it just seemed kind of
not so bad.
The fact that neither of my sisters were sluts for guys,
at least to my knowledge, even made it seem more right.
Finally, it sort of permeated my mind that what they were
doing to each other was not so bad. In some ways it kind
of excited me that they would do that to and for each
other. Then I thought about dad again and I could see a
very difficult situation for him.
I could see why dad had been so upset by it and even
understood why he was probably half out of his mind. But
then, why destroy the family? There was no rational
reason as far as I could see, at least not right now.
I looked at my watch, it was almost 9:30, I wondered
where dad and the boys were and thought that maybe I
should go meet Boo. I figured they would be home when I
got back.
I pulled the tape from the VCR, gathered up the others
and put them back in my room. I figured that I had best
hide them, so I put them back in the box and started to
put them in the top of the clothes closet.
Then I though, hey I might as well take them with me. I
could talk to Boo about them. It was my idea just to show
her the tapes and say that I knew and understood what was
happening. I still loved my sisters just as much as ever
and I wanted her to know that.
Chapter 3 - Meeting of the Minds & My Boo-Boo
I hurried out of the house, worried that I might meet Dad
and the boys coming home, but I was lucky and got away
before anyone else showed up. I could just imagine what
must be going through Dad's mind and the boys being so
young, wow they must be really under the gun.
The drive over to the school took only a few minutes and
as I pulled into the parking lot, I spotted Boo's little
car. It was almost 10:15 when I got there the parking lot
lights were all on so I could see Boo setting in the car.
As I pulled up beside her, she recognized me too and kind
of waved at me. She pointed at the seat in her car and so
I hopped out to walk around to her car. It was a really
nice night and she had the windows of the car open
letting the nice summer breeze blow through.
As I closed the door on my car, Boo said something but I
did not hear what it was because of the noise made when I
slammed door on my old junky car. As soon as the echo of
the door silenced I asked her what she said.
She said, "David, I don't want to fight with you, just I
need to explain a few things."
I said, "Boo, I don't want to fight either, I am really
confused by what has happened today. I just need someone
to explain a few things to me."
As I got out of the car, I had picked up one of the
videotapes and just stood there with it in my hands
waiting for Boo to make the next move.
She could not see what I had in my hands, since I was on
the opposite side of my car from her.
She looked at me for a second and then said, "Well, I
guess I can ... maybe ..., I don't know ... "
I said, "Boo there are a few things I know and a lot that
I don't. You asked me to meet you ... so ...?"
She said, "God, David I am just so confused ... "
I said, "Well, you acted like you wanted me to come over
there, why don't I set in your car, we can talk. At least
we won't have to yell at each other across the parking
lot?"
She said, "OK, get in."
I walked to the back of my car and over to the passenger
side of hers. I opened the door and sat down, I even left
the door open just in case she wanted me to get out
really quick. As I sat down, I put the videotape in the
floor in front of the seat so that Boo did not see it.
I sat down next to her and she just stared out the front
window of the car. She never said a word for what seemed
like an eternity. I was really confused and did not know
what I should say, if anything.
We both started to say something at the same time.
I said, "Boo ..." and she said, "David ... "
We both got a laugh out that and it broke the ice between
us.
I said, "Damn, Boo what a mess things are ... "
She got really quite for a second and said, "David ... ah
... you don't know the half of it!"
I suddenly got the impression that she was not going to
tell me anything. I could not see her face very clearly,
but I got the feeling that she was just going to tell me
to stay out of it. I could see her shoulders and back get
kind of stiff and I knew then that I had to do something.
I pulled the videotape out from where I had it and kind
of tossed it on the seat.
The rattle it made when it hit the seat between us
startled her, she jumped like I had thrown a rattlesnake
on to the seat.
She looked at the tape for a second, picked it up and
read the label.
She tossed it back on the seat and in a voice filled with
venom said, "Well, I can see you know more than I
thought!"
I looked at her, and even though I could not see her face
really well, I could feel the look of total defiance that
was there.
I knew right then that if I did not calm her down that
she was going to toss me right out of the car, so I said,
"Mandy left that in my room at home. I think she wanted
me to know."
She said, "Yeah, the little bitch ..."
I did not let her finish, I said, "Look Boo, I don't care
about it ... I mean, I don't have bad feelings ... ah ...
Shit ... I don't know how to say it."
She looked at me and said, "You mean your not disgusted
... or sick ... Shit! ... or mad about it?
I said, "Boo, I honestly do not know what I think right
now ... I think I am more worried about what is happening
to all of us than anything."
All she said was, "ME TOO!"
We just sat there for a little while, my brain was
running a thousand miles an hour, but my thoughts were so
jumbled up that nothing made any sense to me. I could see
that Boo was in the same condition, Finally, I exhaled a
huge breath and sighed, and said, "Whew, there is just so
much to think about and nothing makes any sense to me."
She was looking at me and then glanced down at the tape
lying in the seat and said, "Goddamn video tapes!"
I kind of chuckled, not a laugh, not with any humor in it
anyway. I said, "Well, that is a good place to start
talking ... what happened with them ... I mean ... well
... Mandy left a whole box of them on my bed"
She kind of flicked her head to the side, a movement that
indicated resignation, but still she did not say
anything."
I got the message, she did not want to talk about the
videos, so I said, "OK, lets skip that and talk about how
this all got to this situation ... I mean with everyone."
She said, "OK, let me think for a second, I need to get
my thoughts organized, your asking me to talk about
something that is hard to explain."
I said, "I understand that for sure."
She sat there breathing deeply and nodding her head and
then she started talking.
She told me a long story and I just sat quietly listening
to her.
She started with Mom and Aunt Lisa and explained how she
had discovered things about them, mostly by just watching
them and figuring things out for herself.
I remembered a lot of the things she said about them, but
I have to admit, that the things that Boo noticed had an
all-together different meaning to her than they did to
me.
For instance, Boo talked about how Mom and Lisa used to
spend so much time together at our house, or Mom would
spend time over at Lisa's. To me, I only saw two sisters,
two people who liked to be together and who enjoyed each
other's company. I never thought anything about it other
than exactly that, but Boo, she told me things about them
that I never saw, or saw but just did not recognize.
Boo explained things like how when we got home from
school, that Lisa would be at our house and that there
would be little indications, things like how giggly they
were, how they seemed to be in such a good mood with each
other all the time. Heck, to me they were just being
girls, I thought all girls spent a major part of their
time giggling. I even told Boo that, but Boo said that
yes, girls, girls ... not women! According to Boo, women
are not supposed to be that way, laughing and giggling
like they were 12 or 13.
I even said that I thought they were just happy and Boo,
just slumped her shoulders and told me that I did not
understand. I had to admit that she was right.
She then told me about one time when she had to go home
from school, she was about 14 and her period had started
at school and made a mess out of her panties and she had
to go home to get clean ones. When she got to the house,
Aunt Lisa's car was in the driveway, but when she got in
the house it was so quite that she at first did not think
anyone was home., that maybe they had gone somewhere in
Mom's car.
Anyway, she went to her room, which meant that she had to
walk right by the door to Mom and Dad's bedroom. The door
was not closed and when she looked in Mom and Lisa were
having sex and were so caught up in the act that they did
not even see or hear her. Mom was on the bed and Lisa was
behind her, both were facing away from the door, so they
never even knew that Boo had seen them.
Boo said that for a few months she was really confused by
what she had seen, but she did not know what to do. There
was no one else she could talk to about it, especially
not anyone in the family. The only thing she felt was
that she had to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. It
caused her a lot of worry and confusion and made her feel
a lot different about both Mom and Lisa.
She said that Mom must have picked up on it because Mom
began to hover around her. Asking her what was wrong, why
she was so quite around Lisa, why she was so withdrawn
toward Mom. It got to the point that Mom was as worried
about Boo as Boo was worried about Mom.
Mom must have talked to Lisa about it too, because Lisa
stopped being at our house so much. I even remembered
that and told Boo that I remembered when Lisa stopped
being at the house so much when we got home from school.
Boo told me that after a long time, Mom had said to her
that they needed to have a "girl to girl talk" and sat
her down and asked her a bunch of questions. Boo was
almost 15 when Mom decided it was time for their chat and
at first thought that Boo was having "man problems".
Boo said that Mom wanted her to tell her what the matter
was, but she was to scared to do it and never told her
what she knew, at least not at the first talk they had.
Mom still thought that Boo's changes had been caused by
"boys" and kept after her. Boo would come home from
school and go quietly to her room and just stay there.
Again, I had to admit that I remembered those times too,
but I never thought about it being anything other than
just Boo being Boo.
One day when we all got home from school and Lisa was
there Boo had gotten mad at Lisa. I remembered it because
it made such a mess out of everything. Boo had snapped at
Lisa, saying something like, "Your here!" and just ran
off to her bedroom.
The reaction from Lisa was far greater than I or the
other kids expected. She just grabbed up her purse and
the bag that she always carried and told mom that she
would see her later and left. Mom acted kind of like she
was in shock for the rest of the day.
I guess she got the message that Boo knew about them.
Anyway, a few days later Boo got so mad about it that she
went to mom and told her that she needed to talk to her.
Mom treated it like a "Mother/Daughter" confidential
chat.
Boo did not know where to start, only that she was mad at
Lisa and needed to tell Mom. Boo and just blustered it
out to mom, telling her about the time when she came home
to get clean clothes.
Mom wasn't the least bit upset by what Boo said. Mom told
her that yes they did what Boo had seen and they did it
whenever they felt like it, that it was their way to cope
with themselves. Boo said that at first she just looked
at mom like she was crazy, that there was something
really wrong with her and told mom that.
Mom had not gotten upset with her and they had a long
discussions about the relationship between Mom and her
sister. It took them several weeks actually before Boo
finally understood everything about them. A couple of
times Lisa had been there and discussed it with her too.
In the end Boo had come to realize that what Mom and Lisa
had was OK, there was nothing terribly wrong with what
they did, especially since they did it because they loved
each other so much.
I told Boo that I could understand about Mom and Lisa,
but what about her and Mandy.
Boo told me that after she come to realize that what Mom
and Lisa did, that she thought that it was OK for her and
Mandy to be the same way. I said almost the same thing to
her as she had said to Mom, that I thought it was
strange, not good, maybe even a little bad for them.
Boo had laughed and told me that I would eventually come
to realize that it was none of those things. That she and
Mandy were only human beings, that they loved each other
dearly and that no matter what they did, that in the end,
they were still just Mandy and Boo.
I agreed with that 100% and then asked her if they were
"Lesbians".
She laughed and said that she did not think they were
lesbians, at least not truly lesbians, because they both
still thought about having sex with men. She asked me if
I had watched any of the tape and I said that I had
watched part of the first one. She said that the first
tapes really did not give me a whole picture of them and
that I should watch more of them before I made up my mind
about them.
I wanted her to know that I saw the sex with the dildo. I
did not know how to say what I saw so I told her that I
had watched her making love to Mandy from behind.
She explained that making love like that, with her
wearing it, was what she and Mandy both liked the most.
That feeling it inside of her was what felt the best.
I told her that it looked so weird and gross.
She said that no matter what it looks like, it is safe,
it is fun and it makes us both very happy.
I said that I understood those things, but I just could
not cope with all of it at the same time.
She said for me to think about it and after awhile that I
would understand better. That for me to try and change
it, to try and make them NORMAL would not change a thing
that they would still be the same people no matter how
long, how hard, or how bad I wanted it to change.
I realized that she was exactly right and the whole thing
began to change, the pictures of them in my mind began to
not be the way it was only a couple of minutes before. I
saw my sisters as being only human, being ordinary, being
who they are, and most importantly, I realized that I
still loved them just as much as before.
I told Boo exactly that. What I said seemed to make her
much happier and I could see her relax. She told me that
I could say that right now, but it would be a long time,
maybe a couple of years, before I fully accepted it.
I said that I did not think so. That I found it very
exciting, even sexually exciting, that when I had watched
the tape I even imagined myself as being the person
behind Mandy.
She was looking me right in the face when I said that and
she said she would have to think about that one and she
laughed.
We talked for a little while longer, mostly about the
whole situation and we both realized that there was
nothing we could do to change most of it. Finally we
agreed that we needed to talk more, maybe tomorrow, and
then decided that it was time for us to go home.
I gave her a big hug and she hugged me back and as I was
getting out of the car she asked me, "Are you serious
about what you said about Mandy?"
I said, "Yes, I think I am."
She said, "OK, watch the last video tape, the newest one
and we will talk about it."
I looked kind of curious at her and she said, "Just watch
it, OK!"
I laughed and she said, "Bye, I will call you tomorrow."
I waved to her as she drove out of the parking lot.
I stood around in the parking lot thinking about what Boo
and I had talked about, wondering what the hell was going
on with my little part of the world. I did not know what
was going to happen with the family, the situation was
just so messed up that nothing made sense to me. I knew
that I had to face Dad, and the younger boys were
definitely going to be a challenge. I knew that things at
home would never be the same, but the more I thought
about that, the more I realized that I just had to let
things happen as they would. I was nearly out of the
house anyway, sure school still had to be taken care of,
but I figured that if worse came to worse that I could
still do what I knew I had to do. Mandy had summed it all
up when she told me that I needed to take care of myself
first and that was what I decided I would have to do.
I got in the car and headed back to the house. I dreaded
what I thought I would find there.
As I drove home I thought about what Boo had told me to
do ... to watch the newest videotape. I kept seeing
images of Boo making love to Mandy in my mind and every
time I almost felt like I was there in her place. It
dawned on me, that not only did I see myself in those
pictures, it was almost like I had to be in them, like I
was the missing link, that if I was there that everything
would be fine and life would be OK.
Chapter 4 - Hurry Home to Daddy
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The trip back home seemed to take much longer than it
took for me to get to the school originally. I think I
realized that if Dad was home, that I would have to see
him and probably face all the BS that he was going
through.
Dad was always really strict on us kids. I sometimes was
thankful that he was the way he was, mostly because it
gave me a lot of control and will power the first couple
years I'd been in college. Where a lot of my friends
flunked out because of all the partying, I had managed to
stay out of the party crowd and get decent grades. I
could look back at the way my dad treated us as kids and
see that most of my self-control came from him and I
really appreciated it.
But even though he was, perhaps, the rock in my life that
kept me stable and in control of myself, I could see that
those same traits were going to make all these problems
really hard on him. I just hoped that he did not decide
to take his wrath out on me.
As I drove up to the house I knew that he was there, heck
anyone could tell that someone was home. Every light in
the house was on and the front door was standing wide
open.
I walked up to the door and looked inside. Dad was
setting in a chair and had his eyes closed. I opened the
door and walked in, he never moved a muscle. I walked on
over to where he was and touched him and said, "Dad, you
awake." Still nothing and I looked around and then I
realized that he was drunk, so drunk he appeared to be
passed out. There was a half-empty glass setting on the
table beside him and I picked it up and smelled it,
bourbon or whiskey, something really strong. Then I
noticed the bottle setting on the floor by his feet, I
bent over and picked it up, it was an almost empty bottle
of Scotch.
I sipped the drink and decided what the heck I need one.
I looked at Dad, he was snoring to beat the band and I
decided right then that to wake him would probably be a
mistake. I left him setting in the chair and walked back
to my and the boys room, thinking that they would
probably be in bed. The bedroom was empty, so I decided
to see if they were maybe in mom and dad's room. I walked
in there and they were not in there either. I realized
that they were not home and it worried me for a little
while, but I knew that wherever they were it was probably
safer for them than to be here.
I walked around the house and turned off the lights and
closed the front door, figuring that I might as well go
to bed for the night. I walked by and checked on dad one
more time, he was still out cold.
I went on back to my room, closed the door and sat down
on the bed. I sat there for a few minutes thinking about
what had happened to me during, perhaps, the worst day of
my whole life.
I looked around at the boy's room, their stuff was all
still where it usually was and for a second I felt like
nothing had happened at all.
Then I remembered what Boo had said about watching the
first video. At the same time I remembered that I had
left the video in Boo's car and it worried me. I kind of
panicked and decided that I should call her and tell her
to get it out of the car.
I ran back to the front of the house and grabbed the
portable phone and headed back to my room. Once I got
back in the room I scanned the phone list and found
Lisa's number on the speed dial list. I pressed the
buttons and listened to the phone ring. On the third
ring, a voice said hello and I said, "This is David, can
I speak with Boo?"
The voice on the other end of the line I recognized as
Lisa's. She said, "Oh, hi David, Boo just got back in and
we have all been talking about you. I think what you said
to her is wonderful. Just a second and I will get her."
I sat holding the phone and wondering what Boo had told
them. It was only a couple of seconds before Boo came on
and said, "Hi David, what's up?"
I said, "Boo I left the video in your car ... "
Before I could finish she said, "Yeah, I know, I got it."
I said, "Good, I was worried that someone else might find
it, we already got one to many people that know about
them."
She laughed and said, "You are certainly right about
that. Oh, I told Mom and Lisa what we talked about and it
made them real happy to know that you are not so upset
about things. I even mentioned what you said about Mandy.
Mandy really liked that" and she started laughing.
I said, "Boo, I am still pretty confused, I need to think
about what I did say and maybe I didn't mean it."
Boo laughed again and said, "Well big brother, Mandy's
heart will be broken if I tell her that."
I was really concerned now and said, "But Boo I don't
think I really know what I meant, I mean ... "
She said, "Did you watch the tape yet?"
I said, "No, I just got home and Dad is here."
She said, "Oh shit, is he still all wound up?"
I said, "No, he's passed out in the living room, he's
been drinking Scotch, enough to be blotto!"
She said, "Well that is probably lucky for you, cause he
was really mad and confused early today, if I were you I
would not bother him, leave him alone until tomorrow."
I said, "That is my plan, I am not sure I could talk to
him right now anyway, even if he was sober."
She said, "OK, you watch that tape and I will talk to you
later, can I call you in a couple of hours?"
I said, "Sure, call me whenever you want to, but maybe I
should just call you back in a little while? We don't
want to wake up dad."
She said, "You right about that, call me after you
"critique" the tape."
I said, "OK, I'll talk to you in a little while."
She said, "Bye, I love you David, always remember that."
I said, "I love you to Sis and tell mom and Mandy I love
them too."
She said, "OK, talk to you soon."
We both hung up the phone.
I looked around at the boy's room, there was a TV set,
but no VCR. Mom and the girls had taken the one from the
bedroom so I wondered for a second how I was going to
watch the video. I remembered that there was an old one
in Dad's office that he sometimes used to watch videos
sent to him by clients or product suppliers and I decided
I would go see if it was still there.
I walked to the front of the house and looked at dad. He
had not moved a muscle and was still zonkers, sound
asleep.
I walked past him on the way to the office, which was in
an area kind of in the back of the garage.
I had not been in the office before, when I turned off
all the lights, and the light was on when I opened the
door. Not only were the lights on, but the TV was on to
and it was displaying a blue screen, like the VCR was on.
I looked at the VCR and sure enough it was on. I punched
the eject button and a tape popped out. It did not have a
label on it and I wondered what it was, thinking that
this was probably the one that dad found that caused all
hell to break loose.
I pushed it back into the machine and it automatically
kicked into the play mode. The same static screen as
before, when I played the first video, but this time when
the image cleared up, there was no voice, just an instant
picture of two women engaged in sex. The women were Boo
and Lisa. I watched them going at each other, wow was it
hot sex. The sound was turned down to low for me to hear
it, but I did not need to hear what was happening to
realize that I was watching two women have sex that
really liked what they were doing to each other. I
watched the whole scene, all the way to the end, they
both experienced the most awesome orgasms, no faking it
like in the porno tapes the guys sometimes brought to the
dorm at school.
Once they were done with each other, they smiled at the
camera and got up off the bed. Two more women immediately
replaced them, one of them was Mandy, but the other girl
was someone that I did not know, or at least I was not
sure that I knew her. I thought that I maybe had seen her
when I was still in high school, but I was not sure.
They did not waste any time, immediately they began to
make love to each other. Real French kissing and stroking
each other. I mean it was hot, and it was having an
effect on me, my cock was as hard as stone, it was all I
could do to keep from grabbing myself.
I did not watch all of the scene with Mandy and the other
girl. I thought that I should watch the video, the one
that Boo wanted me to see. So I stopped the machine and
ejected the tape. I had to go back to my room and get the
video out of the box, so I hurried out, looking again at
dad on way by. No problem with him, if anything he was
more out of it than before, having kind of slipped down
in the chair and was totally unaware of anything.
I ran on back to my room, got out the box of videos and
headed back to the office. Once back in the office, it
only took a second to find the video and put it in the
machine.
It started playing and I sat back in the desk chair to
watch.
The video started with Mandy in the shower. She was
acting perfectly natural, washing her hair and her body.
The video then panned to the right and there was a man
standing in front of the mirror, or at least it looked
like a man since they were dressed in men's clothing.
The video zoomed in on the man, but it was not a man, it
was Boo. That was when I realized that she was wearing
some of my old work clothes, including a baseball cap
with her hair pushed up under it.
I noticed that Boo was saying something, but I still had
the volume to low for me to hear it, so I decided that I
should hear what she was saying.
I stopped the video and pressed rewind. It only took a
second to rewind to the beginning. I pressed play again
and also turned up the volume and waited. This time when
the fuzzy screen cleared, there was a voice that said,
"Mandy and David's Afternoon Delight". Then the video
started playing, all I could hear in the beginning was
the noise made by the shower and a few grunts and groans
that Mandy made as she washed herself.
Then from the background I heard Boo say, "Mandy, you
going to spend all day in there?" She even said it in
kind of husky voice, like she was playing me in a movie
role.
Mandy replied, "David, you know how smelly I am after I
do my exercises. I want to be clean and sweet for you."
Boo said, "I like it when you are clean and sweet. I just
love to taste your sweet pussy just after you shower".
They continued this chitchat back and forth, one would
say something and the other would say something back, all
of it very, very, sexually oriented.
Boo said, "Mandy, if you don't come on out of there I
will have to just come in there with you."
Mandy said, "Oh, now that sounds wonderful, why don't
you?"
Boo started taking off her clothes. As she turned toward
the camera I could see a huge bulge in the front of the
pants she had on.
It only took her a few seconds to get undressed. Once she
was almost totally nude, she turned toward the camera and
said, "Mandy, Oh Mandy, my fuck bunny, I got something
for you!" Boo had taken off all her clothing except for a
pair of my underwear and she had a penis sticking out
through the fly. From the distance the camera was away
from her, it looked like she had a real penis, it was the
right color and everything, very life like in looks. I
realized that the reason she did not pull of the
underwear was to keep the straps of the dildo hidden.
Just about that time the screen got kind of blurry as
Mandy stepped into the picture from the side. She had a
towel wrapped around her body and as she stepped up close
to Boo, she released it and let it fall to the floor. She
was still damp from the shower and her hair was wet.
She stepped up to Boo and threw both of her arms around
Boo's neck and they began to kiss.
I could hear Mandy muttering, "Oh David, I want you to
fuck me, I am so hot and ready, please put your cock into
me."
I watched them make love. Mandy kept talking to Boo as if
she were talking to me. I got the message, the video
combined with what Boo had said to me earlier. Mandy
seriously wanted me, her brother to fuck her. What
shocked me was that I seriously wanted to do it to her.
I watched the rest of the video, there were three more
little scenes, each with someone playing the role of me.
After I watched it all, I just sat there wondering what
the hell had really happened to make things so strange. I
wanted to do exactly what all the scenes in the video
pictured me doing, I wanted to do it in the worst way,
but I was still really shocked and was not at all sure
what the final out come would be.
Chapter 5 - David Phones
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I sat at the desk for a few more minutes thinking and
wondering what I expected from Boo when I called her and
not at all sure that I should call at all. I had agreed
to call her and she knew that I had already had plenty of
time to watch the tape, since I had watched a good
portion of the other one too.
I picked up the phone and punched the auto dial for Lisa.
I realized that Lisa to me was no longer "Aunt Lisa",
just Lisa. I could tell that my brain was already
adapting to the new situations in my life.
The phone did not ring a whole ring before it was
answered and Boo said, "Well, Big Brother, what did you
see?" and started laughing.
I said, "Well, I guess I know a little bit about my other
little sister that I did not know before."
Boo laughed and said, "You do not know the half of it.
That girl is hot for you."
I said, "I got the message ... but is it real or is it
just her imagination?"
Boo said, "Probably a little of both, hey why don't you
come over here and find out?"
I said, "YOU MEAN NOW?"
She said, "Why not? Can things get more screwed up than
they already are?"
I didn't think when I said, "Probably not. You want me to
come over to Lisa's right now?"
She said, "Yes, come on over we are all awake, none of us
have slept much the past couple of days anyway."
I said, "OK, I'll be there soon as I can get there."
She said, "Fine, see you real soon, Big Brother."
I hung up the phone, gathered up the videos, making sure
to put the TV back in the same condition it was in before
and headed out.
Dad was still out of it, no problems from him for tonight
anyway.
I took the video back to my room, gathered up the others
and hurried out.
The drive over to Lisa's took me only about 10 minutes
and I took the few minutes to think more about the events
of the past few hours. It was a beautiful night, a full
moon out, the sky so clear, a million stars shinning in
the heavens, if the events of the day had been different
it would have been a near perfect day for me. Everything
seemed so unreal. I actually felt some kind of strange
deep centered elation about the past few hours, a
closeness to the female side of my family that I had
never felt. As strange as the videotapes were, and it did
seem strange to me, the images that kept flashing through
my mind were just so far beyond my most erotic dreams, I
felt almost high on life. A new kind of sexually
simulated excitement was raging through my blood that
made all of those things seem wildly desirable.
Maybe, just maybe, that old life was gone and a new and
even better one was replacing it. I certainly hoped so
because I still realized that the other side, Dad and the
boys, still had a lot of troubling times in front of
them. I suddenly realized that I had separated myself
from both, I felt close to the girls, but I wasn't in
there camp and I felt alienated from the men, even though
I had not spent any time with them yet.
I pulled into Lisa's driveway, parking my old clunker
next to Boo's little car. I slowly climbed out of the
car, and stretched my back and yawned, I was getting a
little tired. It had been a long day and I felt like it
was going to be a long night too, at least what little of
it was left. Suddenly thinking of how long this day
seemed to have gotten, I glanced down at my watch, "1:17
in the morning, soon I will see the dawn of a new day and
probably the beginning of a new life."
I began to move toward the door. Suddenly a reluctance to
do so seemed to flash through me. I stopped just outside
the door wondering what the hell I would find inside the
house. My imagination was running a thousand miles an
hour, images ranged from a house full of totally naked
women to an insane asylum.
I stopped, turned and looked back the car, there seemed
to be a feeling of great need to escape deep inside of
me. A little squeaking noise from behind me sent a course
of chill bumps up the center of my back. I glanced over
my shoulder and the silhouette of a person was standing
in the door. The bright light from inside the house made
it hard for me to tell whom it was. I looked away and
Boo's voice said, "Amazingly beautiful night, huh?"
I said, "Yes, for all the strangeness of this day,
tonight is so different for some reason."
She said, "I know what you mean, it has been a day to
remember. Come on in, we want to talk to you."
I glanced back at her. I still could not see her face
because of the bright lights, I said, "OK, just needed to
catch my breath, sure seems harder than normal to breath
the past few hours."
She laughed, "Yeah, I can relate to that too."
I slowly turned to go in the house, as I did Boo swung
the storm door open.
When I got close to her, she put her arms up and moved
toward me. I let her hug me close to her and I hugged her
back. We stood like that for a little longer than either
of had planned. I did not want to let go of her, she was
shivering and I was in bad need of a little security hug
myself.
After a long moment, I felt her releasing me and I
automatically turned her loose, even though I really did
not want to. As she turned to go back into the main part
of the house I noticed that she had on her pajamas, the
same ones she normally wore back home, kind of a loose
fitting pants and top made of satin.
As she moved away she said, "Mom is out of it, she went
to bed just after we got back here awhile ago. Mandy is
also in bed, but I think she is awake, had some studying
to do. Lisa and I are the only ones not totally whacked
out."
I said, "Oh, maybe I should ... . ?"
Boo said, "We want to talk to you, Lisa and me."
I just said, "OK" and followed her into the house.
As we entered the living room, Lisa who was setting on
the couch, hopped up and moved across the room toward me,
a look of deep concern on her face. She was also wearing
her pajamas, but hers was just a short, pink camisole,
with thin straps over her shoulders that revealed a lot
of skin, especially the tops of her breasts.
She held out her arms to me and I moved into her. She
asked, "Are you doing OK?"
As I hugged her, I said, "Yeah, I think so. Sure has been
a different kind of day."
She said, "Just let Aunt Lisa hold you, things will get
better."
I held her for a few seconds. It was a strange kind of
hug, she kind of snuggled up to me, a really feminine
kind of action and I could feel her and smell her. The
feeling of her hair on my face was exquisite. I could
feel the softness of her breasts pressing into my chest
and even the hard little point of her nipples sticking
me.
I heard a soft laugh behind me and Boo said, "You two
best stop that, we need to talk, remember."
Lisa said, "We need a hug right now, you too, come on
over here, it's group hug time."
I felt Boo move in beside Lisa and I placed my arms
around both of them. I managed to glance down at Lisa's
face, she was not looking at me, but into Boo's eyes and
I saw her give Boo a little wink.
I held them both to me and just suddenly felt all the
stress and strain of the day began to ebb away. Boo
snuggled into my arms too and held me around the chest
really tight, squeezing me so hard it was hard for me to
breath.
A minute or more we stood like that before Lisa said,
"Hey folks, this is nice and I could stay like this
forever, but we got to talk!"
I turned loose of Boo and Lisa and they moved away from
me. I watched Lisa as she moved away, she seemed almost
to float away.
I was so intent on her, that I was kind of embarrassed
when I looked over at Boo, she had a really wild
expression in her eyes, I mean like she was super
jealous. The look seemed to fade away as I looked at her,
a kind of knowing smile replaced it.
Lisa said, "OK, a few things are important for David to
understand about us and the rules of the house."
I suddenly realized that Lisa had her own agenda in all
of the bullshit that had happened and she was making no
bones about it, she had a plan and I should listen to
her.
I said, "Alright, let's talk about it."
Boo did not say a word, just moved over to the love seat
across from Lisa and sat down.
I took the easy chair, directly in the middle, they were
sitting across the small space between the chair and the
couches and I could see them both without turning my
head.
Lisa said, "First, you understand our situation?"
I said, "I don't know all ... well ... a little, I
guess."
Lisa was going to be pretty straight forward, I could
tell by the way she was looking into my eyes, but she
acted like she wanted me to say more something else, so I
said, "I talked with Boo awhile ago, then I ... watched
..."
Lisa laughed at my lack of words and said, "OK, we all
know about those and what they show about us "girls".
There are many things though that cannot be understood
unless we tell you. So here goes. You just listen and if
you have questions or comments, stop me."
She looked at me, again like I was supposed to say
something, the only thing that would come out of my
mouth, which felt as dry as the Sahara Desert, was a kind
of scratchy sounding, "Alright"
I needed something to drink and Lisa must have realized
it, because she said, "Lets get something to drink, want
a beer or some wine?"
I was able to shake my head up and down.
Boo said, "I'll get it, what do you want."
I said, "No alcohol, maybe a coke."
She hurried out of the room, Lisa and I both watched her.
Lisa said, "Beautiful young lady isn't she?"
I have to admit she was right, both my sisters are
beautiful, fresh young girls, just beginning their lives.
My mother and Lisa are beautiful to me to, but in a
different kind of way, more mature and so confident, a
womanly kind of beauty.
I said, "I think they are the most beautiful and
wonderful girls in the world, and you too. I have always
loved it when you held me and talked to me."
Lisa said, "I love you, yes since the day you were born,
I have ... many times ... wished that you were my son and
could be with me all the time ... maybe now that can be
true ... oh shit I guess I am getting ahead of myself."
She kind of leaned back onto the couch and pulled her
legs up under her, getting more comfortable. As she made
herself more comfortable, moving her legs around I was
watching her. As she situated herself and I guess just
being a man my eyes seemed glued to her. I got a flash of
skin under the edge of the short camisole, all I saw her
pubic hair. She was not wearing any underwear. A kind of
heat, a new sensation to me, quickly spread through me.
She laughed and said, "Hey, none of that, we got to
talk."
Her direct manner, the fact that she saw me catch a
beaver shot, embarrassed me and I could feel my face
turning red.
She said, "I like it when you get all pink" and laughed
at me.
I said, "I am only a man, when a good looking women shows
me her stuff, I look."
Lisa laughed really big at that.
She said, "We need to be serious for awhile, OK?"
I said, "Sure, I am listening."
She said, "OK, so now that I have your attention. What I
am going to say over the next few minutes, well ... some
of it will be a shock to you. Think you can handle a few
shocking things?"
I said, "I think so, I have already been shocked until I
don't know what the hell is happening."
She smiled and said, "Well, the next things are directly
about you."
I said, "OK, guess ..."
She said, "No need to talk, you just listen."
I said, "Fine"
She began to tell me things that I had never heard nor
even had an inkling about.
She told me the following.
Beginning with, "History, family history is important."
"Your mom and dad."
"Your parents, or at least who you know as your parents,
did not get married until 1983.
I knew that could not be right, they had to have been
married before I was born and I was born in 1982. I
started to say something, but Lisa kind of held out her
hand and said, "Just listen, it will be clear to you in a
few minutes."
Just about that time Boo came back into the room with a
tray of drinks. She stopped in front of me and I grabbed
a glass off the tray, and took a big drink. It was coke,
but it had a kind of strange bitter kind of taste.
I looked at the glass kind of funny. Boo noticed that I
looked at it and she said, "Taste OK?"
I said, "Just my taste buds I guess."
She did not say anything more and turned to Lisa.
Lisa was very, very intently watching Boo's face. The
look she had asked a question and there was just a trace
of a smile that crossed her face. What ever it was that
passed between them must have been part of their plan.
Anyway, I just let it go.
Boo sat the try on the end table and then settled herself
back on the love seat.
Lisa flipped her long hair back over her shoulders, took
a deep breath and started her story over again, saying.
OK, your mom and dad did not get married until the year
after you were born. You were born in 1982, they did not
get married until 1983."
She was about to continue her story, but I held up my
hand and said, "Wait, wait ... I got a question ... I
don't understand ..."
Lisa said, "Just bare with me, it will get cleared up, I
promise."
I said, "OK"
She started over, "You were born before your mom and dad
got married, a year before, actually about 16 months."
I said, "But they have always told everyone that they
..."
I could see that look on Lisa's face, the one that said,
if you keep interrupting me we are never going to get
this finished. I got the message and I said, "Sorry, I
will shut up."
She laughed and said, "OK, that was a shock, I can see
it, so I will be a little more careful about how I tell
you this. Just think of me as being the "family
historian" or something and listen real close."
I said, "Can do." I took a big drink of my coke and sat
back in the chair to listen, trying to get myself to calm
down and stop interrupting. Lisa saw me doing that and
smiled at me in a kind of strange way.
She continued, "Now that you know that you were born
before they got married, the next shocker is ..." She
hesitated for a long second and said, "You ... just
listen to me, this is really going to surprise you ... in
a couple of ways ... You mom, the person you think is
your mom ... she is not your mother."
I almost jumped out of the chair, I could not believe
what she was saying, I leaned forward to stand up. Lisa
stopped me by putting her hands out and saying, "Now set
there and I will explain."
I took a huge drink of the glass and kind of sat straight
up in the chair.
Lisa said, "Relax, just relax."
I looked over at Boo, she had a deep look of
understanding on her face.
I said, "Boo ... you know all this?"
She said, "Yes, I know."
I was still so shocked that I just stared at her. She
said, "I have known for a long time ... I found out about
a year ago ... by accident."
Lisa interrupted her saying, "I need to tell you
everything ... you two have the rest of your lives to
figure all this out and talk to each other about it."
I said, "OK, but ..."
A look of consternation crossed Lisa's face and I
realized I had to shut up and just listen. I held out my
hands and said, "OK, OK, I got it, no more interruptions
from me."
She went on, "Your mom is not your mom and your dad he's
not your dad either."
I almost did it again, but I felt a deeper relaxation
begin to flow through me and I glanced at the coke glass
again, the bitter taste of the coke made me kind of
curious.
Lisa saw that look in my eyes and she said, "Yes, we put
something in your coke to help you relax, a mild
tranquilizer, nothing that will hurt you, just a little
something to help you live through this."
I said, "OK, with me, I feel really good."
Lisa laughed and said, "It does make things easier to
live with, tomorrow may be a little rough though."
Hell I did not care, she could have run over me with a
truck and I probably would have laughed about it. In
fact, I did laugh.
Lisa said, "Now that is better. Let me continue. You Mom
is not your genetic mother and your dad isn't your
genetic father. The same is true for all the other kids."
I said, "Ok, with me." The tranquilizer was really
kicking in and I wanted some more so I took another drink
of the coke.
Lisa said, "Your mother, is however, your birth mother.
She carried you inside of herself and gave birth to you,
as she did with all the other kids."
I felt better about that anyway. So I was not hers and
dads genetically, but I was still their child, born to
them.
Lisa went on with her story, saying, "When your mother
and I were in college we both participated in a medical
study at the university. That was back in the earliest
days of test tube babies, when they were just beginning
to develop the techniques to do it. You and all the other
kids are test tube babies."
I said, "Wow that is neat."
Lisa said, "I thought you would find it interesting. Yes,
all of you kids are truly siblings, brothers and sisters,
in the truest sense, but still your genes are different."
Lisa looked me for a second and then said, "You
understand what I mean?"
I said, "Yes, sure, I can understand that and I guess I
can accept it. ah ... If it is all true?"
She said, "Rest assured it is all true, I will show you
the paper work if you need for me to?"
I said, "Maybe later ... I might want to see ... the
stuff, I mean in writing."
She said, "Good, now I will tell you about your mother
and me. There are some really bad things, or maybe not
bad, just very emotionally upsetting things about us and
what happened to us when we were young that you need to
know."
I said, "OK, if you need me to know, I will listen."
She said, "Your mother and I were adopted daughters. We
are not genetically related either. Our father and mother
could not have children and that was long before the days
of that they could do what they do now. So we were
adopted."
I said, "Wow, that is amazing, but it was good too, I
bet."
Lisa got a really sorrowful look on her face and said,
"Yes in many ways it was good, our parents were good
people, but they were strange too. Especially our father.
Mom was just a great person, but dad was different. He
had some really different perspectives and some of them
kind of came back to cause your mother and I a lot of
sorrow and bad feelings."
I looked at her in a really concerned way, wondering what
she meant, but I could tell that what ever it was, that
it had been really hard on her.
She continued, "Our dad, he was a doctor, remember?"
I said, "Sure, I remember, a good one too!"
She said, "Yes, he was known as a great doctor, at least
to the rest of the world, but to us ... he was just dad.
Anyway, when we were young, before we were 4 and 5 he did
something that changed us forever. No, he did not molest
us, it had nothing to do with that, sort of, he was a
good father and loved us dearly." She paused to compose
herself.
I could tell that what she was getting ready to say was
hard for her and I did not want to press her, so I just
let her get herself ready.
She said, "When we were both young, he told mother that
he thought we should have our appendix out. It just
seemed like a normal request to mom. She viewed his
desire to do that to us mostly as a method of saving us
from having to have it removed later. We were both very
young when he did that, probably when we were very first
brought home, neither of us, your mom or I, remember it
ever being done."
She took a deep breath and sat back in the chair, like
she was organizing her thoughts again.
I just looked at her and glanced at Boo. Boo had not said
a word, but she had a look in her eyes that would kill,
so I knew that whatever was coming next was pretty bad.
Lisa kind of shook her head and said, "But it is what he
did in addition to taking out our appendix that hurt us
both so bad, at least initially. While he had us on the
operating table he also removed our ovaries, making us
both sterile. Neither of us can have children that are
genetically our own."
I was shocked again and said, "Oh, my god Lisa, I am so
sorry to hear that."
She said, "Well, in some ways it has been best for both
of us. Your mother was the one most upset by it, at least
when we found out what he had done. We did not find out
what he had done until after both mom and dad had died
and we only found out then because of things that he left
that we did not get until his will was read. I am sure
that your mother has told you that our parents were much
older, both early 50'ish when we were born?"
I said, "Yes, she has told us all that her parents were
old when she was born, but she never said that you and
she were adopted."
I looked at Boo and Boo shook her head to confirm that
basically she had been told the same thing, but I also
got the impression that there was more that Boo knew that
she could not talk about right at the moment.
Lisa went on, saying, "Well, we were told by letters, one
to each of us. Your mother got one and I got one. Dad
thought necessary to write two letters, I guess to ensure
that we were both informed. Maybe he thought that if he
only told one of us that we would not share the
information."
I could understand that possibility, sometimes people
keep those kinds of things secret, mostly to spare the
hurt that someone would go through when they found out.
I looked at Lisa and she said, "There was a lot in each
letter about each of us. Who our natural parents were and
all kinds of things that we never knew. Also, he said
that our natural parents were carriers of a genetic
disease, both my father and your mother's father died in
their early 30's from it. He gave the reason for having
removed our ovaries as he just did not want us, me or
your mom, to ever have to face the choice of having
children that could also have the disease. The hurt to us
both was that he did not let us make the decision."
I said, "I can see both sides of it, yours is by far the
most important to me, but I can see why he did it, even
though I think it was a horrible thing to do."
She said, "Both of us found out at the same time, or with
a few minutes of each other anyway. The letters were
given to us only after the will had been read and the
lawyer told us that we were supposed to adjoin to
separate private rooms, read the letters and then he
would finish reading the will."
I just watched her and she continued, saying, "We did
exactly as the will told us to, we each went into
different rooms and read our letters. Both of us, when we
came back into the lawyer's office we were in tears. I
knew what your mothers letter said because the letter I
had said it had been done to her too."
I could hardly move I was so caught up in her story and
she was not wasting any time.
"At the will reading, the lawyer gave us both packages of
information about the newest technologies for
invitrofertilization. We were told that one of the
actions he was required to do by the will was to prepare
the package of information and give it to us. He further
said that dad had made all the necessary arrangements for
us to participate in several of the studies that were
going on at major colleges, hospitals and clinics around
the country.
Your mother was attending university at that time. I was
not going to school and had no plans to do so.
Your mother, as I said, was by far the most upset by what
we were told. Once she got back to college she
immediately looked up the people doing the studies and
volunteered to participate. I never did that, I never
really had the same desire your mom had to be a mother,
so what was done to me really did not affect me very
much.
She participated in the studies and she got you from
them. Then she met your dad, they got married and
continued to have children, all the rest of you kids, the
same way. Your mother was not so sure that she could ever
tell you, but then all this crap of the past few days had
happened. So after all this, we decided that you had to
be told, for more reasons than you can imagine.
I looked puzzled for a second, wondering what she meant,
then things began to dawn on me.
First and foremost, my sisters, even though they were my
sisters were really not related by blood, what did this
mean? Did it mean that the relationship, the one that I
saw on the videotapes was not as socially taboo as it
appeared?
Was sex, if it happened, between my sisters and me, not
really sex between a brother and sister? What about
between Lisa and me? Or even my mother and me for that
matter? Dad and girls? God it was confusing and I could
see exactly what Lisa said about things being so messed
up.
I had been in such deep thought that I almost did not
hear Boo speaking. I looked around at her and said, "What
... I am really confused ... sorry."
Boo said, "I can see that, but what I wanted to say is
probably what you are already thinking about. That is,
the sex thing between Mandy and me, well we do not view
it as being sex between sisters. We think of it as sex
between to people who love each other very dearly, so
much do we love each other that we see no harm in doing
what we do."
I said, "Boo that is exactly what I was thinking about
... and I think ... at least initially that I agree and I
do not think my mind will change. At least I hope I
continue to think of it like that."
After I said that both Boo and Lisa had big smiles on
their faces, I could tell that what I said was exactly
what they wanted me to say.
Suddenly the was a loud chime sounding in the room and I
realized that it was getting late and looked at my watch,
but I was surprised that it was only 2:00 am. The whole
story that Lisa had told me had taken her less than 20
minutes. Twenty minutes to tell me a story that covered a
good portion of her life and mine.
Lisa saw me glance at my watch and said, "Really does not
take very long to change your life forever does it?"
I said, "Wow, you are sure right about that!"
Lisa said, "Well, do you have any questions?"
I was still really confused and did not think I was ready
to venture into anything else, but it dawned on me that I
had not seen Mandy, so I asked, "Where is Mandy?"
Boo and Lisa both laughed, Lisa said, "Well David, she
was so upset by what has happened and so concerned about
what you might think about her that she sort of was
scared to see you until you knew more about the whole
thing."
I got kind of upset, I guess the women could see it on my
face and Boo said, "Hey David, wait a second, it is not
what your thinking ... I hope anyway ... Mandy loves you
so much that she thought that if you did not accept what
you know ... or maybe got pissed that she was not sure
that she could take it from you. She has been through
hell the past couple of days, things you do not yet know
about happened. She wanted to either have things get
better for you and she or at least always have good
memories about you."
I calmed right down with those words and said, "Opps,
sorry I got upset, I promise it will not happen again and
I love her too, so much it really amazes me. Can I see
her? Where is she?"
Lisa got back into it then, she said, "Of course you can
see her, but we have to ask a couple of questions first."
I said, "Ok, ask away."
Lisa said, "So you accept everything we have said so far
tonight as being true?"
I said, "Yes, I do accept them as being true, but I
probably will want to know more about a few things."
She said, "Fine, any thing you need to ask, just ask, me,
Boo or your mother have all made it a point to agree that
we will answer them. However, it is probably best that
you talk to me first, at least before you start hitting
your mother with questions that could upset her. Ask me
first and if I can help you I will, if I think it is ok
to ask you mom, then I will send you on to her. OK?"
I said, "That is fine, but can I see mom?"
Lisa said, "Of course you can, just don't get into a lot
of deep discussions right now, she is not ready for it.
OK?"
I said, "Fine with me, no deep questions, just the I love
you and will be here to help you anytime you need me."
Lisa said, "Great! Now for Mandy, the questions she wants
you to answer."
I said, "OK"
Lisa said, "Well you have sort of answered it, but I will
ask any way. Do you still love her?"
I said, "Absolutely, probably more now than ever before."
Lisa said, "That is the right answer. New question, do
you have any regret over having seen the video of her
playing like she was having sex with you?"
I said, "No, none, I kind of liked it and it made me very
... excited."
Lisa said, "Again the right answer. Mandy wanted us to
send you back to her room if you want to see her, she is
studying for a test in one of her classes. She is in the
back bedroom on the left."
I said, "That is it? I can just go back and see her?"
Boo said, "David, she loves you, of course you can go see
her!"
Lisa did not say anything, just smiled at me.
I stood up and looked at Lisa, she had a smile on her
face that said, "Go get it" and she kind of winked at me.
Boo had a delirious look of pure love on her face when I
looked at her. She said, "Can I come back there too?"
I said, "Boo, wait a few minutes and then you can if you
want to, I need to see Mandy a minute or two, just the
two of us, OK?"
She said, "OK, I will wait. I probably should wait until
you call me, OK?"
I said, "That is a good idea, it won't be long I
promise."
Boo got a really devious look on her face and said, "I
hope IT is as long as I think IT is!!!"
Lisa said, "Boo shame on you!"
I got the message that she was talking about my cock. I
said, "Hey it might not be that long, but it is plenty
long enough!"
They both laughed and I walked out of the room and headed
down the darkened hallway to the room where Mandy was. I
could see a bar of light at the bottom of the door and
headed directly for it.
Chapter 6 - Mandy is Dandy
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They both laughed and I walked out of the room and headed
down the darkened hallway to the room where Mandy was. I
could see a bar of light at the bottom of the door and
headed directly for it.
The whole situation had me feeling kind of shaken,
nervous and weak. I stopped at the door and knocked real
softly, thinking that if Mandy was asleep that I could go
back into the other room.
But she was awake, I heard a soft voice in the room say,
"Who is it?"
I said, "Mandy, it's me, David."
Suddenly the door flew open and Mandy almost threw
herself in my arms. She was crying and bawling and tears
were flowing down her cheeks. I just held her to me and
said, "Whoa girl, calm down there."
She started saying, "David I love you, I love you so
much, I always have loved you, I was so scared, I didn't
want you to stop loving me, I needed to have you the same
way as before ... "
I said, "Mandy, how can I ever stop loving my sweet
little sister. I could love you forever and ever. I could
not stop loving you even if I wanted to."
She was still sniffling a little, but not the big
elephant tears. She turned me loose and grabbed my hand
and dragged me into her room. She closed the door behind
us.
As soon as she had the door closed she kind of ran across
the room and leaped into the middle of her bed. She was
wearing a pair of old shorts and a white T-shirt and she
had her books spread out around her.
She flipped over on her backside into a setting position,
moving more towards the center and top of the bed. I just
laughed at her in all her girlish styles and actions.
She looked at me, a real serious look on her face, she
said, "Are you OK?"
I said, "Sure, I am doing fine. Been one of the strangest
days I think I ever want to live through, but I am doing
...as good as can be expected anyway."
Then I looked at her and asked her pretty much the same
question.
She replied, "It has been a really bad past couple of
days, since ... dad found the stuff. But we been staying
out of his way and so far nothing drastically bad has
happened. Me, well ... I am making it. Thanks mostly to
Lisa. She has been a life saver for all of us."
I said, "Yes, I can see that. She just told me a lot of
things. Things that are a total surprise, maybe even more
than that. Really, like piano key slams to the nervous
system."
Mandy got a really sad look on her face, for a second I
thought she might cry on me again, but she kind of shook
herself inside, a big shiver coursing through her body
and with a deep breath, seemed to recover her composure.
I stood looking down at her in the middle of the bed, she
met my gaze for a few long moments. I had a lot of
questions. I was all twisted up inside, everything, my
thoughts, my emotions, a total turmoil, but I did not
want to load down my 16 year old sister ... well, maybe
sister, with all my troubles.
I looked around the room, there was a desk chair and I
started to move over toward it. Mandy saw that I was
going to set in the chair and she said, "Set over here on
the bed next to me", and she slid sideways a few inches.
I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
She said, "I guess you're here because ... Lisa asked you
my questions?"
I said, "Yes, she did ask me a couple questions for you,
but I am so confused, crap! I am not sure I remember what
they were."
She laughed and said, "All that matters is that they
thought you answered them right."
I laughed and said, "Well, I do remember them telling me
that I gave the right answers a couple of times."
She, in a long motion reached out her arms and pulled me
toward her. I was setting with my feet on the floor and
the way she pulled me, kind of caused a twisting of my
body, a real uncomfortable way to hug her.
With a steady pressure she forced me back in to a
reclining position on the bed and my feet and legs
natural rose up so that I was lying flat on my back, but
really close to the edge of the bed.
In a really soft voice she said, "David, I just need you
to hold me for a little while, OK?"
I mumbled, "OK, let me take off my shoes." As I pulled
off my shoes I noticed that they were definitely hot and
sweaty and needed a trip through the shower. I thought
about it for a second, and a couple of things crossed my
mind. First, I did not want to take the time, plus I was
not at all sure if it was that "OK" for me to make myself
totally at home.
As I pulled them off, Mandy said, "Take off your shirt
too, just get comfy."
So I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on to the floor
too. I got the feeling that she would not have been
offended if I had taken off my pants, but I guess my
modesty just would not allow me to go that far.
I leaned back on the bed, I still had on my undershirt,
the same kind of white T that Mandy had on and my jeans.
I slid a little further on to the bed and Mandy moved a
couple more inches into the middle of the bed to allow me
a room to get comfortable.
I was on my back and Mandy cuddled up to me, placing one
of her arms over my chest and laying her head on my
shoulder.
She hugged up to me real tight and I automatically held
her close to me.
We stayed like that for a very long time, maybe 30
minutes. I was relaxed from the little bit of whatever it
was in the coke and the alcohol I had drunk and besides
it felt so good just to hold Mandy.
She and I have always been very close, when she was
little, maybe 2 or 3 years old and I was six or 7, any
kind of little kiddy accident she had always ended with
her running to me. Mom really appreciated the help and
needed it to. She got pregnant with the first of the boys
when Mandy was only 2 and was therefore always in need of
help. Even though I was only 6 I tried to act like a "Big
Brother" and take up the slake for mom.
We laid on the bed and just cuddled and snuggled almost
like we were under a spell, kind of under someone else's
control. Occasionally, I would feel Mandy kind of
shivering and she would jerk, I knew that she was crying
and I just held her closer to me during those few
minutes. I don't think that either of us was thinking
about sex, at least I know for sure that I wasn't, we
were both just totally scared to death of what had
happened to us during the past 24 hours.
I stayed in the same position even though after lying so
still for so long I was not very comfortable. My back and
left side, where Mandy was laying against me, was
starting to be a little painful, but I did not want to
move, I was afraid that what I was dreaming about with
Mandy would not happen.
I felt her lift her head off my chest and she said in a
soft voice, "I need to go to the bathroom?"
The way she said it was sort of like she was asking
permission and I needed to go to, the coke I had drunk
made me have to take a leak. I said, "Yeah, me too."
She began to roll away from me to get off the bed. I
watched her as she moved, she glanced back at me and
said, "I'll be right back, then you can go."
I said, "Ok, hurry back."
She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will."
I had never spent that much time at Lisa's house before
and did not even know where the closest bathroom was.
Other than the one off the living room, which was just a
half-bath and located near the front of the house. Mandy
hopped up and walked across the room to a door, could
have been a closet for all I knew, but it was a bathroom.
That made me happy because that meant we did not have to
open the bedroom door. I was afraid that if we opened the
bedroom door that the spell we were both under might be
broken.
She went in, closed the door and spent about 3 or 4
minutes doing her thing. When she came out, she said,
"Your turn."
I hopped up from where I was lying and started across the
room.
When I was about half way to the bathroom Mandy said, "I
think I will get under the covers, I am cold."
I turned and looked at her and said, "Ok ... you want me
to let you go to bed ... I mean ... it's getting kind of
late ...?"
She looked really boldly at me and said, "I want you to
get in bed with me."
I said, "I would love that ... but ..."
She said, "I want it and so do you."
I said, "You are right about that, but ..."
That was as far as she let me get, she said, "Go to the
bathroom and then get back in here, fast!"
I laughed and said, "Can I take a quick shower, I been
sweating like a horse all day, I need it pretty bad."
She said, "Ok, there are towels under the sink and all
the other stuff is in the shower."
I said, "All right, this will take less than two
minutes!"
I hurried into the bathroom and pulled the door nearly
closed behind me. I glanced around, this was the same
room that the video with Boo acting the part of me had
been filmed in, or at least I thought it might be the
same. Same shower, same big mirror and the colors of the
room were close.
I quickly stripped off my clothes, turned on the shower
and hopped in.
I took a shower in record time, washing my hair and my
body as fast as I could.
The towels were exactly where Mandy said they were, big
towels, almost like beach towels, I grabbed one and
quickly dried off. Then it dawned on me that I did not
have any clean underwear and it made no sense for me to
get all clean and then put back on the same worn
underwear.
I stuck just my head out the door and said, "Hey, you got
a really loose fitting pair of shorts, I ain't got no
clean underwear, can I borrow them?"
Mandy, who was already under the covers, said, "Sure!"
I stood there watching her, expecting her to roll out of
bed to get them, but there was look of hesitation on her
face, like she wasn't sure I should be watching her.
I got the message and slipped back into the bathroom.
I was standing in the bathroom and pair of shorts flew
through the door and landed on my shoulder.
I was just starting to slip on the shorts when I heard a
knock on the door, for a second I thought it was somebody
at the bathroom door, but then I heard Mandy say, "Who is
it?"
The room door made a few little squeaks as it was opened
and I heard Boo say, "It's me".
I realized that it had been a lot longer than just a "few
minutes" and I had told Boo that we would call her when
she could come in the bedroom with us.
I heard Boo whisper something to Mandy, whatever she said
was really to low for me to understand it, but I heard
Mandy's replay, which was a pretty emphatic, "NO!"
Then Boo was laughing in a kind of lecherous tone. I got
the message that maybe Boo had asked her what we had
done.
I stood in the bathroom for a couple more seconds, not
sure that I should walk into the room with only the
shorts on. I grabbed up my old T-shirt and slipped it
over my head. I turned and walked to the door and opened
it wide and moved into the bedroom, standing at the door.
Boo was standing across the room, by the door and she
said, "I heard the shower start and was wondering if it
was ok for me to come in now?"
I looked at Mandy in a questioning sort of way and she
looked at me. I kind of nodded my head in a way that
indicated that it was fine with me.
Mandy looked back at Boo and said, "Sure, come on in, we
were using the bathroom and David decided he needed a
shower."
Boo said, "I can go sleep with Lisa ... if you want me
to?"
I realized that Boo and Mandy were sharing the bed. I did
not want to cause disorganization in an already totally
screwed up situation, I said, "Maybe I should go sleep on
the couch."
Mandy got a look of desperation on her face, Boo and I
both saw it and we both started to talk at the same time.
Boo said, "Oh, NO Da..."
I said, "ahhhh..."
Mandy started laughing at the way we both over reacted.
Boo and I laughed along with her.
I jokingly said, with a kind of sly look at them, "Maybe
I should go sleep with Lisa!"
Boo instantly said, "Now she would just love that!"
Mandy said, "It will be more fun in here!"
We all laughed at the comments that only about 12 hours
ago we would never in a million years have said to each
other. I looked at Boo, she looked as Mandy and Mandy
looked at me, and we all started just cracking up, we
laughed and laughed. I kept thinking how nice it felt to
laugh again with my sisters. It seemed like it had been
years since we laughed together like we were at that
moment.
Boo was still in the bed under the cover, but she got to
laughing so hard that she rolled over to put her face
into her pillow and I could see that she was between the
sheets with nothing on.
Boo saw it too and we both looked at each other in a
knowing sort of way and our laughter slowed down. Mandy
still had her face buried in her pillow, not hearing or
seeing that we had stopped and now just stood looking at
each other.
There was clearly a look of longing in Boo's eyes, not
sexually desire, just a clear indication that she did not
want to leave the room.
Suddenly Boo started laughing again and so did I. That
momentary lull in our laughter was all it took for me to
understand clearly what Boo wanted to do.
Boo began to move slowly across the room toward the bed.
Once she was close she kind of plopped down on the floor
next to the bed.
She said, "Mandy?"
Mandy rolled her face up to her and Boo was so close that
I could tell that they did not need to say anything for
Mandy to understand what Boo wanted.
I moved slowly across the room to the opposite side of
the bed from where Boo was setting and without
hesitating, found the top sheet, raised it and slipped in
between the sheets.
As I was sliding into bed, Mandy turned her head around
and looked at me. She had a very questioning look in her
eyes. I thought she was asking me what I thought about
Boo being in the room.
I kind shrugged my shoulders in a way that said, "It's OK
with me, if it is OK with you."
She looked back at Boo there was a long pause during
which no words were said, but the look on Boo's face was
enough to tell me what she wanted. She wanted to get into
bed with Mandy and me.
In slow movement, Mandy raised one of her arms, it was
under the covers, so the bedding raised up, a clear
indication to Boo that she should get in the bed.
Boo was not nearly so bashful as Mandy, she quickly stood
up beside the bed and began to take her pajamas off. It
took her less than a second to drop the bottoms on to the
floor and flip the top off over her head. She then
slipped into the bed next to Mandy.
The two of them were hugging each other and kind of
laughing. Mandy said, "I have been dreaming about this
moment for what seems all my life."
Boo said, "Nasty girl, nasty girl." With those words they
both started laughing again. There laughter was
infectious and I found myself laughing with them.
I watched as Boo leaned down close to the side of Mandy's
head. I could see that she was whispering something in
her ear. She whispered so low that I could not understand
what she said. Suddenly they both turned their heads
toward me and looked at me. Two of the most beautiful
sets of blue eyes I have ever seen looked me square in
the face. Both the girls have blue eyes, but beautiful in
different ways. Boo's eyes have little gold flecks in
them, her eyes are not big like Mandy's, but she makes
them up so they look bigger and Mandy's are just the most
pure sky blue and big with long lashes.
I looked at them and almost passed out from the pleasure
I felt pass through me at having them look at me.
Boo said, "Hey, we don't get into bed with men that have
clothes on!"
I suddenly felt real self-conscious, almost scared to
move. I looked at Boo and she had a big funny smile on
her face. I looked at Mandy and she had the a look of
consternation on her face, like I was being a bad boy and
she was scolding me.
While they were watching, I pulled the T-shirt over my
head and flipped it off the bed. I hesitated then,
wondering if I had the courage to pull off the loose
shorts.
Boo saw my hesitation and said, "OK, Big Brother, off
with them shorts!"
I raised my butt up off the sheet and slipped the shorts
down and off. With a funny little swirl, I swung the
shorts round and round over my head and sailed them off
on to the floor. I said, "Now he's nude with a flare!"
They laughed and giggled at me. I laughed at them, they
were just so funny.
They were both still pretty far away from me, a big space
of empty bed between them and me. Before when Mandy's bed
had seemed so small, now it seemed so big.
I looked at them with the big smiles on their faces and I
just felt so much love for them that I said, "God I love
you guys so much. I have loved you both since we were
little kids."
Both of them got a really serious look on their faces and
got real quite for a few seconds. Mandy looked like she
was about to cry again. Boo saw the change in Mandy's
face and must have pinched her cause she jumped.
Boo said, "Oh David we love you too, we have had so many
fantasies about being with you."
Mandy said, "David this is a dream come true for me. I
have wanted to do this with you and only you."
I looked at her in a curious kind of way and asked, "Both
of you are so beautiful you probably have done this with
a lot of other great guys."
Both of them got a really furious look on their face,
like I had insulted them and Boo said, "Neither of us has
ever been to bed with a guy!"
I could hardly believe that and my face must of have
shown it.
Mandy said, "Honest David, we have only ever been to bed
with each other ... Aunt Lisa and ... Mom, honest."
I knew that this was wrong cause I had seen Mandy and
another girl on the videos, but I did not want to cause
them to be upset so I did not say it.
Boo said, "We have made love to each other ... well a
lot, and Lisa and Mom a lot to, and I guess I should also
say that one of Mandy's friends from school too. But
never with a man."
Mandy said, "OH yeah, I forgot about Cindy, she was such
a nice person, but so young too, only 14, but she had to
move out of town and I never see her any more, but I
write to her on the e-mail."
I was still a little curious about what they were telling
me, I wanted to ask some more questions, but before I
could formulate one, so I asked it the right way, Boo
began to roll over the top of Mandy.
I watched them as Boo moved over her, I did not know
where she was going to stop, on top of Mandy or what.
Mandy obviously did not know either, she said, "Hey be
careful you're hurting me, you got your elbow in my
chest." She kind of wiggled as Boo came on over her and
was now really close to me.
Boo said, "I want to get on the other side of you, you
get in the middle between us!"
I said, "Sounds fine with me". I moved toward her and
raised up on my arms and knees to straddle her then roll
into the empty space between the two girls.
I ended up laying flat on my back between them, Boo began
to move in close to me on my right and Mandy on my left.
Both of them put one of their arms on my chest and their
heads on my shoulder. Boo was a little more aggressive
and I felt her leg, bent at the knee, gently lay down on
my lower body, trapping my very soft penis between the
side of her leg and my abdomen.
Mandy was still lying straight out on the bed, but I
could feel the soft tickle of her pubic hair pressed into
my hip.
I had my arms spread out and their heads were nestled in
my upper arm and shoulder.
They just snuggled into me. I felt the heat of their
bodies radiating in to me like a fire on each side of me.
We were all kind of afraid to move any more and stayed in
that position for a long time. I could feel them
breathing steadily and the longer we stayed like that the
more relaxed we all became.
I was so relaxed that I dozed off. I must have been
dreaming because I kind of jumped in my sleep and I felt
Mandy snuggle up closer to me when I moved. Maybe it was
all the lights we had left on in the room that disturbed
me. The lights were not real bright, there was only two
lamps that were on, a kind of floor lamp next to the desk
and a bedside table lamp on the night stand on Boo's side
of the bed. Neither was glaringly bright, but the room
was definitely brighter than what I was accustomed to
sleeping in.
I opened my eyes and looked at Mandy's face. She had to
be uncomfortable, the way her face was pressed in to the
hard bone of my shoulder, but she looked so pure and
clean that I just stared at her. She was breathing softly
and her eyes were kind of fluttering beneath her eyelids,
she was deeply asleep. It was clear to me that if I did
not disturb her that she would sleep the night away.
I then turned my head to the right, expecting to see Boo
sleeping to, but she was looking directly at me, her eyes
wide open.
We did not say a word, just stared into each other's
eyes. She never flinched or looked away, but I almost
did. To keep from looking away I blinked my eyes and
nervously licked my lips, they felt like pieces of dry
leather to my tongue.
With a steady rising and stretching of her neck, and a
little snake like wiggle of her body, she raised her face
up to mine and slowly placed her lips on mine and was
kissing me. It took me a second to get things to working
and start kissing her back.
I still had one arm under Mandy and one under Boo, so I
was kind of held down flat on my back on the bed. I
suddenly felt really restricted and kind of panicked, I
flopped and tried to roll over on my side toward Boo, but
she whispered, "Just lay still, don't wake Mandy. OK?"
I started to whisper back, but just then in a real quite
voice Mandy said, "I am awake already."
Boo got a strange kind of look in her eyes, almost like
jealousy, but I just kind of winked at her and she smiled
back.
Mandy said, "I got to pee real bad, I'll be right back"
and started slipping out from under the covers. I watched
her as she stood up, she kind of had her back to the bed,
but I got a good view of her perfect heart shaped ass and
narrow waist.
She walked across the room, toward the door and flipped
the light switch, the floor lamp went off and the light
level in the room was suddenly a lot less.
She then turned and walked toward the bathroom door. I
got a clear view of the front of her body, her tits were
fabulous, hardly jiggling as she walked across the room
to the bathroom. She opened the bathroom door, went
inside and closed the door with a loud click. I guess out
of habit of living in a house with 3 boys, she also set
the lock, it made a loud click.
My arm, the one Mandy had been resting her head on, was
all tingling, like the blood circulation had been cut off
to it. It felt good to have it free.
I looked at Boo and she was looking at me again. This
time, since she had already moved up in the bed when she
kissed me before, our faces were at the same level.
Again I almost broke eye contact with her and to keep
from it I nervously licked my lips. If they were like
leather before they were like dry concrete now.
Boo moved in toward me and we were kissing again, this
time I did not miss where to begin and kissed her back.
My arm, free of Mandy's weight, seemed automatically to
encircle Boo and pull her to me.
We kissed for a long time, holding our mouths together
and moving our heads in near perfect rhythm, I had chills
running up and down my body, huge bumps of sensitive
skin.
Boo was experiencing the same wild sensations as me. She
was moaning deep down in her chest and feeling things
deep inside of her.
I turned completely over on my right side, her leg was
now up on my left side and my cock was not compressed
between it and my abdomen. The sensations to my cock,
being free from the pressure, felt great and I felt the
first signs of an erection, a deep pressure in my lower
body and testicles.
Boo must of felt my penis rising up because she began to
press her body into me, hard pressure then soft pressure.
She pressed only about a half dozen times and my cock was
rock hard. As I got harder and harder, her movements
against me became more and more frequent.
I was almost afraid to touch her, my arms were still
clamped around her upper body, and I held her to me chest
to chest with great force.
She took her lips away from mine and whispered, "David, I
can't breath, don't squeeze me so hard."
I said, "Oh, I did not mean to do that ... I have never
been ... well I have never made love before."
She said, "I know your not kidding, that bear hug would
cause most of us to pass out." and she giggled.
I said, "I'll be more gentle from now on."
She giggled again and said, "Maybe I don't want you to be
so gentle."
I just looked at her and then she was kissing me again.
Just about that time we heard the toilet in the bathroom
flush and we stopped kissing because we expected Mandy to
come back in the room.
Boo said, "You just do what I say, I'll take care of it
from here on out, ok?"
I said, "Ok"
Boo kind of flopped back on her side of the bed and I
rolled back over on my back, but my penis was sticking
straight up in the air and a little tent formed where it
was sticking up.
I looked at it for a second.
Boo saw me looking at the tent and said, "Wow, now that
is what I like to see! But we don't want to scare Mandy,
you turn over on your side toward her side of the bed."
I did exactly what she said and just then the door to the
bathroom opened and Mandy walked back in the room,
closing the door behind her, again with the same loud
click.
She hesitated at the foot of the bed, but when she saw
that I was facing her side of the bed, away from Boo, she
got a big smile on her face and said, "Ah ha, my Big
Brother has set a trap for his littlest sister!" and she
laughed.
I did too, but I also raised the cover up, inviting her
to get back in bed with us.
She hurried around the bed with little running steps and
jumped under the covers on my side.
She began to move up against me, but then she kind of
froze as my, now semi-erect penis, bumped into her hip.
She flipped over on her side, facing me and said, "What's
that poking me? Does my David have a problem?"
I said, "Hey if I got a problem, I bet you got a
solution!"
She laughed at me, but suddenly got a kind of funny look
on her face, like she was a little bit scared.
I realized then that Boo was the aggressive one, in all
the videos that I had scanned, it was always Boo who
started things to rolling.
I was afraid for a second that Boo was going to say
something, but instead I felt her hand in the middle of
my back and she was giving me a steady push, she wanted
me to move to Mandy.
I got the hint and slowly reached over toward Mandy with
my right arm and pulled her toward me, at the same time I
moved toward her.
She did not resist at all, but she was not going to take
the lead either.
I held her up tight to me and looked into her eyes. There
was still a little bit of fear hiding down deep in her
eyes, a funny little twitching of her eye lids said that
to me.
I started to kiss her, but I could see the panic building
strong, so instead of kissing her lips, I lowered my face
to the side of her neck and began to kiss her neck.
It was like pouring water on a match, instantly she just
melted into me and was holding me to herself and moaning.
I felt trail after trail of chill bumps weave their way
up her body, each causing her to shake and shiver.
I was really getting into it too. My mouth seemed to know
exactly where to kiss her neck and ears, each kiss I
accompanied with gentle sucking of her ever so soft skin.
I wanted to kiss down the front of her chest, so I put my
hand on her shoulder and gently forced her to roll over
on her back. I began slowly kissing across the front of
her chest to the area directly between her breasts.
I was kind of amazed when I kissed her there, she had
really super fine hair between her breasts. I don't mean
long and hairy, but like corn silk, soft and smooth and a
little longer than I expected. I kissed her chest and
caught the ends of the fine hair between my lips and
watched as her skin lifted up in tight stretched bumps
where the hair grew in to her.
My pulling her hair must have been a little more
sensitive than she could take because for the first time
she put her hands on either side of my head and tilted my
head up so that she could look into my eyes.
What I saw was not the same girl, she was definitely all
women and a super hot one too. An almost crimson flush
had developed on her face and was rapidly spreading down
on her neck. She pulled my head up and began to raise her
head like she was going to kiss me now. I followed her
lead and met her lips with mine.
Where Boo was a good kisser, or at least I thought before
she was good, Mandy liked to have knocked my socks off. I
mean that when my lips touched hers, it was like an
electric shock went through me. Boo and I had not put
much tongue in her kisses during the few minutes we
kissed while Mandy was in the bathroom, but Mandy's kiss
was entirely different. Her tongue almost drove my teeth
apart, a super feminine feeling of her invading my body.
I knew instantly that she was doing exactly that, where I
wanted to fuck her with my cock, she was actually fucking
me with her tongue.
Up to that point Boo had not moved, she had stayed on the
other side of the bed and just watched I guess.
I felt her skin touch mine and suddenly she was kissing
me across the tops of my shoulders and back of my neck.
Chill bumps just flew up and down my back and I could
hardly keep from jumping each time she kissed my skin.
We did this for several minutes, Mandy fucking me in the
mouth with her tongue and Boo kissing my back. My cock
was so hard it was about to explode, but I still had it
pressed hard into Mandy's hip bone and the hard pressure
seemed to keep things under control. I was very afraid to
move, scared that I would ejaculate, I did not want to do
that, at least not yet.
Boo's face was suddenly right beside ours and she was
kissing the side of my lips, while Mandy was kissing me
full in the mouth. I moved my mouth a little to the side
and quickly Mandy began to kiss us both, first pushing
her tongue into my mouth then into Boo's. We all kissed
like that for several long moments and I felt Boo pull
away.
She whispered to both of us, "I want to watch with no
covers on us."
I glanced at Boo and she looked at me, I indicated with
my eyes that it was ok with me to take off the covers. I
then looked at Mandy, she had her eyes tightly closed and
was still kissing me so deeply. Mandy was almost in a
trance like state.
Boo began to slide away from us and stood up at the side
of the bed. In ever so slow motion, she began to pull the
covers off the bed, after a few seconds, she dropped the
covers on the floor at the foot of the bed, leaving Mandy
and me lying on the bottom sheet only, completely
exposed.
I had both my arms around Mandy and was holding her
tightly to me. Mandy's body was twisted at the waist, her
butt was flat on the bed, her legs held tightly together.
I had my cock pressed hard into her hip, the bone of her
hip putting extreme pressure on it.
With a steady roll of my body, I moved up on top of her,
I slipped between her legs, my cock now pressed into the
muscles of her stomach.
I could feel her soft pubic hair in my balls, the
sensations causing me to roll my hips forward into her.
She moaned when I did that and rolled her hips forward
to. I almost shot off, but stopped moving just in time. I
began to draw my cock down the front of her body, trying
to get it down between her legs. I was going to put my
cock inside of her.
Mandy must have sensed what I wanted to do, because as I
pulled my hips back and up, she lowered her hips away
from me.
I heard Boo suddenly moaning and I looked back toward the
foot of the bed, she was standing close to the bed and
she had her legs spread about shoulder width apart and
she had her right hand between her legs. She was
masturbating as she watched us.
She noticed me watching her and she said, "Roll Mandy on
top of you, I can not see you going in to her like this.
I want to see you go in the first time"
Mandy must of heard her too because she stopped moving
her hips back and pressed them into my cock again. I felt
the hot heat from her and pressed my cock hard into her
stomach.
I raised my left leg and Mandy slipped her leg between
mine and I kind of rolled over on my side. Mandy followed
right along with me and it was that simple to get her on
top. She was lying right on top of me with the front of
her legs matched up to mine.
I felt the bed kind of jiggle and looked over Mandy's
shoulder at Boo. She was climbing on to the foot of the
bed. She moved up to my feet, placed one of her hands
under the ankle of each of my feet in each had she moved
my legs just far enough apart that she could move between
my legs. She was in a kneeling position, setting back the
back of her thighs on her calves.
Boo then took hold of Mandy's left leg and pushed it off
the top of mine and pressing her hand into the back of
Mandy's leg at the knee she pushed Mandy's leg so up. I
could feel Mandy's knee was it slipped up the side of my
leg and hip. Boo stopped pushing Mandy's left leg when
her knee was about at my waist.
Boo then did the same with Mandy's right leg. Mandy knees
were resting on the bed and she was straddling me, her
bush pressing hard into the bottom side of my cock. I
could feel the hardness of her pubic bone come directly
down on top of my cock.
I had closed my eyes, the feelings rushing through me
were so intense I had to concentrate to keep from
cumming.
Mandy had kept her face close to my neck up to this
point, but I felt her slowly raise the front of her body
up off my chest. I opened my eyes and looked up at
Mandy's face. She was totally flushed, a bright pink
patina covering her face and chest. Her breasts were
directly above my mouth and all I had to do was tilt my
head up and I sucked the nipple of her breast into my
mouth. When I sucked the nipple into my mouth, a huge
moan came from her and I could feel the muscles up and
down the front of her body began to pulse and flutter. I
could see her arms trembling as she held her body up off
my chest.
Suddenly her cunt raked forward across the bottom side of
my cock and she began a pumping motion of her hips. Every
time I sucked on her nipple she would rake her cunt up
over my cock. The length of her raking movements went all
up the under side of my hard penis, but I could feel that
she was unable to move her hips up across me far enough
to get my penis to rise up in to her.
She was moaning and saying, "Oh God David, it feels so
good." She was repeating those words each time she moved
her cunt up along the length of my cock.
I felt the lightest of touches on the inside of my legs
and looked over down beside Mandy to Boo. She was moving
herself forward between my legs and I watched her as she
raised her hands to Mandy's butt cheeks. Mandy suddenly
froze in place and she turned her head to look back at
Boo.
Boo was pressing down on Mandy's butt and spreading her
ass cheeks apart. She slowly leaned forward and began to
kiss and nibble on first one of Mandy's butt cheeks then
the other. With each of Boo's touches Mandy would snap
her hips down into my cock and her pubic bone would hit
my cock with a solid blow. It hurt like hell, and I began
to flinch with each snap of her hips.
I said, "That hurts me, don't hit me so hard."
Boo heard me and said, "Lets get that big thing out from
between you two."
I felt Boo's hand as it slipped between Mandy and me to
grasped my cock.
I pushed my butt down in to the bed, and Boo began to
pull my cock back and down, trying to pull it so that it
was sticking up between Mandy's butt cheeks.
I could not push my butt down far enough and I felt Mandy
begin to pull her legs together and raise her cunt up so
there was enough clearance to get me down between us.
I felt my cock get a kink in it and bend as she pulled me
down. Felt the tip of my cock hit Mandy's cunt and then
slip on past. Boo pulled me on out and suddenly she
started jacking me off, sliding her hand up and down the
length of my cock. She said, "David your cock is
beautiful, I just love it. It's so nice and soft, but
hard too."
Mandy had stopped moving her hips, probably because I had
stopped touching her and she was looking directly into my
eyes. Boo was still jacking my cock up and down real
slowly and I was distracted by her touch.
Mandy had a big knowing smile on her face like she knew
exactly how it felt to have Boo play with my sex.
Mandy asked, "How big is it Boo?" and she laughed with
lust filled excitement.
Boo said, "Mandy it is not as big as our toy, but God is
it beautiful!"
Mandy said, "I need to see it too, and with a sudden move
she rolled off me, and kind of scooted down in the bed on
my right side.
I just put my hands behind my head and looked down to
where they were both looking at my cock like it was a
miracle.
Boo was still jacking her hand up and down the length of
my cock and it felt so fantastic I could not keep from
hunching my hips upward to drive her hand down hard
against the base of my cock.
Boo said, "Hey now, none of that, I don't want this thing
to spit on me" and she kind of giggled, so did Mandy.
Mandy was just watching Boo do me. She had one arm over
me, using her arm to support her upper body, slowly she
lowered herself so she the side of her chest was resting
on my stomach. In that position, I was looking at her
back, and I could no longer see Boo's hand going up and
down the length of my cock, but I could sure feel it.
I heard Mandy say, "Look Boo there is a drop of clear
stuff coming out of it."
Mandy leaned over and I could feel her tongue as it came
into contact with just the very tip of my penis. She
tasted the stuff coming from my cock and kind of smacked
her lips and said, "Um, I like the taste of that." Then
she leaned forward and took the head of my penis into her
mouth and began to suck really hard, but just on the
head. It felt good to me, but the head of my cock was so
sensitive it almost hurt. I did not feel like I was going
to cum with her doing that and she kept after it for
several seconds.
I felt her release my cock from her mouth and she said,
"Here Boo you taste too!"
I felt a new mouth cover the head of my cock, it felt a
lot different. Where Mandy's mouth had felt smooth and
silky, Boo's felt kind of hot and a lot rougher. I was
amazed that their mouths felt so different to me.
Mandy watched Boo suck me for a little while and then she
said, "Ok girl, you going to share that!" and laughed. I
laughed too.
I had never thought that having sex could actually be
funny, but it was. We had all laughed really heartily at
different times. I knew that I loved doing this,
especially with them. I said, "God this is fun, I don't
want this to ever stop, I could do this forever!"
They both thought that was funny too. Mandy said, "David,
we have dreamed about this so many times, for so long, we
love to make love to each other, but we always thought we
were making love with you."
Boo said, "Mandy is the one that dreams so much, don't
pay any attention to her crazy ideas!" We all laughed at
her.
Mandy said, "I have never done this with anyone, I mean
... not with a guy. I did not want to do it with anyone
but David ... and I never will!"
These were not funny words they were serious ones. I
said, "I love you Mandy and I am glad you want to do this
with me. I want to do it with you too ... and Boo too, of
course."
Boo thought that was funny, that I had remembered to
include her in my statement and she kind of giggled and
said, "Hey, I would have done it with my boy friend, but
he is such a nerd, he does not have the least idea of my
needs. Sometimes I think there is something wrong with
him."
I thought about what Boo was saying. I had to admit
anyone that did not want to fuck Boo had to have
something wrong with his or her ideas or attitudes. At
the same time I was thankful that she was not doing with
someone else, it worried me with all the unsafe, even
deadly, things that kids were doing to each other these
days.
The novelty of playing with my cock was beginning to wear
off, but I could tell that they were very curious about
exactly what a man had down there. They were now studying
my cock and balls. Boo put her hands under my balls and
lifted them up, seemed like she was judging how much they
weighed and size. She said, "What an amazing thing, I had
ideas about what they looked like, but God, I never
expected them to look like this."
I said, "I never even thought about it, I had them all my
life."
They both just about fell over laughing and I laughed
with them.
Mandy was finally getting braver and she said, "Well Big
Brother, I bet we got something you ain't never had! I
can show it to you if you want to see it?"
At first I started to laugh, but with the last statement,
I was suddenly on fire with lust again and I said, "I
would love to see it."
She looked back at me, I think to see if I was serious or
not.
She said, "Ok, you just stay where you are at and I will
let you get a good look." and she began to move. She
raised up on the bed and spun around so she was facing me
and looked at how I was situated on the bed. I could see
that she was trying to plan how to let me see her body.
She looked back at Boo. Boo was still fondling my balls
and occasionally stoking the length of my penis.
Mandy said, "I got an idea" and she moved off the edge of
the bed and stood up on the floor. She then lifted one
foot up on the bed and stepped up on the bed so she was
standing looking down at me. All her weight on one side
of the bed caused the whole thing to kind of tilt toward
her and I felt myself sliding across the sheet toward her
feet. I put one of my arms out to keep from moving any
more.
She took a couple of little steps so she was close to me
then slowly lifted her left foot up and set it down on
the opposite side of my chest. She was still standing up
and was straddling me at about chest level and she was
facing the wall at the top of the bed.
I was looking directly up the front of her body at the
perfect V of her light colored pubic hair. Mandy's pubic
area was not very hairy kind of a fine cover of peachy
colored fluff was all.
I remembered how she used to complain about having "mouse
hair", so fine and thin and she always wanted her hair to
be like Boo's. Boo had lots of hair, when she fixed it
up, she always called it her "big hair". Where Mandy's
was kind of wispy and would fly all around in the wind,
Boo's was thick and full and even after spending a whole
night at a football game her hair looked like she had
just brushed it into place.
Boo's hair was darker than Mandy's too. Mandy had a kind
of dark blonde hair, and it was really pretty to me,
especially in the sun. She had some red in it and when
she was in bright sunlight, she had almost a halo of pink
around her face and head. It made her look like an angel
so innocent. Many times Boo had told her how beautiful it
was when she was in the sun but I don't think Mandy cared
about that. She just wanted it to stay in place. Always
she bitched about it being so messy.
Mandy was in kind of precarious stance, hard for her to
keep her balance with the bed sinking down each time she
shifted her weight. She raised her hands and placed the
palms on the wall at the top of the bed and she stopped
so much moving around, it stabilized her and she looked
down between her arms at my face.
I could see the crevice between her legs all the way
around to where her butt cheeks came together. From that
far away I really could not see much of her and she said,
"Want a close up look?"
I looked up at her face and she saw from the look in my
eyes that I would like a close up look. She began to
slowly squat down, bending her knees and letting her
hands slide down the wall.
She lowered her bottom until it was over my chest, and
almost against me. I had to tilt my head forward, almost
pushing my chin into my chest and looked between her legs
I could see only the front of her pussy. I could see the
ridge of tissue that comes down to her clitoris and the
opening of her vagina. I was studying her pussy like
crazy I was so curious that I did not even feel what Boo
was doing to me. As close to my chest as Mandy was I was
a little distressed that I did not get as good a view as
I wanted, plus with the lights down low, it was dark and
I could not see.
She held that position for several seconds before I
noticed that her legs were starting to quiver with
fatigue and I realized that she would not be able to stay
like that much longer.
I put my hands on her ass checks, one hand to each cheek
and pushed up on her, she slowly lifted her bottom up
higher off my chest. Finally when she was about as high
above me as the length of my forearms, I stopped pushing
up and she stopped raising herself. I put my elbows into
my sides and kind of held her, she got the idea and kind
of rested her ass into my hands, my forearms acting as
kind of a chair.
Mandy and Boo neither weigh a lot, probably 120 pounds,
and I could hold Mandy like that easily. I had a much
better view of her pussy too. Raising up had allowed more
light from the bedside lamp to shine on to her and I
could clearly see her.
I looked at her pussy for a long time. I watched her and
was amazed at what I was seeing. Her pussy was not really
soaking wet, just a light covering of moisture. I kind of
lift my arms toward my face and her lower body moved up
close to my face, and I got the first smell of her. I did
not expect her to smell like she did, a fresh scent,
unlike anything I had ever smelled before. Clean and
feminine and so unbelievably sexy I took big breaths of
air savoring every odor of her.
As I watched her I noticed something else too, with a
kind of steady grasping action her cunt would close up
real tight and then flair open. I could not believe it,
her cunt would close down to almost nothing, the opening
getting a wrinkled kind of look and then it would flare
back open.
I suddenly realized that Mandy was doing that, I could
hear her as she kind of groaned with each contraction and
I could feel her butt cheeks tighten up each time she did
it. Also each time she contracted her hips would kind of
roll forward. I saw her lower stomach contracting and
relaxing, she was making those contractions with her
stomach muscles.
I watched it happening in front of my face, now I was the
one in the trance. With her setting on my hands and arms,
she could concentrate on contracting and relaxing her
muscles. She was getting some pleasure out of it too.
Each time she contracted she would suck in a deep breath
and make little whimpering sounds as she exhaled.
Then she started contracting really hard, the opening of
her vagina clamping down to almost nothing and then she
pressed back really hard and fast. Kind of like she was
fluttering the muscles of her stomach, maybe even like
she was trying to take a crap. I hoped she did not do
that, but I would not have moved if she had.
I felt the muscles in her butt tighten and then the back
of her legs and then I got a real shock, her entire
vagina seemed to open up like a dark little tunnel and I
could see the light reflect off the fluid deep inside of
her vagina. I was totally absorbed by what I saw.
I said, "God Mandy, do that again!"
She kind of giggled and said, "Getting a good view Big
Brother?"
I could only mumble an "Uh-huh" and shake my head up and
down.
She continued to giggle for a second then I felt her
contract really hard and then push down on me again.
There was the tunnel again and I was amazed.
She started doing this over and over, tight hole - open
tunnel.
I watched closely, after about 6 or 7 openings and
closings I saw clear fluid from inside her collecting at
the very bottom of her vagina and flow down toward her
anus.
I watched her do the contractions over and over and then
something wet dropped on to my chest. So much moister had
collected on her bottom that it was starting to drip off
on to my chest. With each contraction she made a small
little rivulet of the fluid would course its way from her
vagina down to her bottom. So much had collected on her
that each squeezed out flow caused a big thick drop to
fall from her on to me.
In the flicks the guys had brought to the dorm some of
the porn star women got really wet, but I thought they
got wet because they put something on themselves to cut
down the irritation. I looked up at Mandy and said, "God
your wet!"
She kind of giggled and said, "Only for you Big Brother."
I had completely forgotten about Boo, until she flopped
down on the bed beside me, her head on the pillow beside
mine.
She said, "I love to watch her do this, I can not do it
as good as she can. But I try!" and she giggled.
I said, "Sorry I got so busy watching Mandy, I forgot
about you."
She laughed and said, "Hey, if I needed something believe
me I would get it!"
I laughed and so did Mandy. Mandy even said, "Girl you
can get me any time you want to!"
We all laughed. Boo said, "Do it some more Mandy, I want
to watch too!"
Mandy did not say anything but I felt her begin to
contract her stomach again, it took her several times
before she was again doing the tight closed-tunnel thing
again.
Boo was breathing much heavier than me, I guess that
since she and Mandy had been sex partners for so long
that it did not take Boo nearly as long as me to get all
excited.
I felt her hand move across my stomach and grasp my penis
again. She was not jacking me off this time only holding
my penis straight up from my body. I was so hard that
before she grasped me my penis was pointed straight up my
stomach.
She kind of wiggled me up and down and I could not keep
from hunching my hips into her hand. I was getting hot
and ready to cum again.
Boo looked at my face and saw the lust on my features she
said, "I think it is time that you fucked our little
sister!"
I looked at her and then up at Mandy, it was obvious that
Mandy would do it now if I wanted to.
I began to push my arms down and guided her so that her
wet pussy was directly above my cock that Boo kept waving
up and down.
Mandy had her hands on top of the headboard of the bed
and slowly extended her body backwards as I moved her
down.
I lowered her ever so slightly, until jus the tip of my
cock was passing through her pubic hair. I lowered Mandy
a fraction of an inch more and I felt the head of my cock
slap against her pubic area. The head must of hit right
on top of her clit because she almost fell over and
moaned really loud. I had to struggle to hold her ass
above my cock.
Boo kept passing my cock back and forth through Mandy's
pubic area and each time I could feel it hit her and she
would moan.
I lowered Mandy another fraction and the head of my cock
came to a stop pressing directly on her clit. Boo was
suddenly jiggling my cock side to side almost as fast as
a vibrator and Mandy began to shake and quiver with it.
Boo did that for a while, I had my eyes closed the
feeling were so intense that I had to concentrate to keep
from cumming. I think Mandy had to do the same thing.
Boo pressed my cock hard into Mandy and I felt it slide
on past her cunt and stick straight up the crack of
Mandy's ass.
I did not want to put my cock in Mandy's ass, I wanted it
in her cunt.
I felt Boo began to pull it back up between us and I
raised Mandy up just a little and my cock was suddenly
right against her hole. I could feel her contracting and
releasing her cunt and it felt wonderful.
I lowered Mandy just a little and the head of my cock
went inside of her. I rolled my hips up and more of my
cock slipped into her. I did this about 20 times, pushing
the head in to her then pulling it out. Mandy started
saying, "Fuck me, oh God it feels so good, I never ..."
She did not finish her sentence just started saying,
"FUCK ME", over and over and trying to push me deeper
into her.
She said, "Oh God, I am going to cum, I can not stop, Oh,
God"
Her body was suddenly a quivering, shaking mass of flesh,
her jaw was slacked and she was shaking so bad that
saliva was coming from her mouth. I think she came so
hard that she almost passed out and almost fell off me.
I tried to keep her from falling sideways. To do that I
had to pull my arms out from under her ass, when I did
she actually dropped down on to my cock, burying it deep
inside of her. That set off another series of shaking
inside of her, so hard that I thought she was having
convulsions, in some ways I guess she was.
Her cunt was grasping my cock like a fist, I mean really
hard it would grasp down and then release. It was doing
it so fast I knew that she could not be doing it
consciously. Her body was in total ecstasy. She was so
out of it that she was almost not with us. Whatever was
happening inside of her was out of her control and she
was just going with it.
I almost came inside of her, but I gritted my teeth and
looked at Boo. Boo was hot too, I could see it in her
eyes, she wanted what was happening to Mandy to be
happening to her.
Mandy had turned loose of the headboard of the bed and
her chest was on top of mine. Her orgasm continued of its
own accord for what seemed like a long time. Even once
the major portions of the convulsions were over I could
feel little muscle spasms running inside of her body,
little shaking quivers and sudden shakes of her ass.
I was about to cum again and I looked at Boo again. She
said, "Was that good or what?"
I said, "It was what ... cause it was better than good!"
She looked at me and said, "Did you cum?"
I said, "Almost but ... no. I can cum pretty soon
though."
She got a big, happy smile on her face and kind of
whispered, "Save it for me, please."
Mandy was indeed almost unconscious, just a limp rag of a
girl, I felt her relaxing deeper and deeper and knew that
she would go to sleep if I did not move.
With a steady pressure I started to roll her off me, I
felt her legs straighten out, my cock still buried deep
inside of her.
As I rolled her over on her side, I felt a deep
contraction of her vagina on my cock and I had to stop or
I would have cum right then. I gritted my teeth and held
on to keep from cumming and suddenly I felt what I
thought the same sensations as Mandy felt when she did
the tight closed-open tunnel thing. I had a hard pressure
on my abdominal muscles and I had been right before, I
could feel the same muscles tighten that I would use to
go to the bathroom.
As soon as I figured that out, I knew that I could stop
my cum, if I did not let myself get to far into
ejaculation. I held it and rolled Mandy on over to the
bed, she was laying beside me and I pulled her close to
me into an ever so tight hug. She mumbled, saying, "Um"
and snuggled her head into my chest.
Boo had snuggled up to my back and was laying real close.
She was slowly stroking her nails up and down the side of
my body. I held Mandy for a couple more minutes, watching
a deep peaceful look spread over her face. She was going
to sleep and I held her while she did.
I leaned forward and kissed her face, little kisses, ever
so gentle. I kissed her from her forehead to her chin,
little soft kisses, just lightly pressing my lips to her
delicate skin. I still had my cock inside of her and I
could feel the blood begin to flow into her cunt again
and it started soft little grasping movements. I knew
that if I kept up the soft kissing that Mandy would wake
up and I would have to fuck her again. I knew that if I
fucked her again that I would cum and then Boo would be
disappointed. I stopped kissing her and just held her for
a second.
Boo felt me stop making love to Mandy and she got more
aggressive with her hands, stroking up my back to my neck
and then down the center of my back. Chill bumps began to
follow her fingers and she kind of giggled as I flinched
as she made the sensitive trails up and down me.
I slowly released my hold on Mandy and moved my hips
back. My still super hard cock slowly slipped out of her.
She let me go, I don't think she was aware of my leaving
her, I hoped she took a long nap.
Finally I was very loosely holding Mandy, almost at arms
length. We were still all on just the top sheet and the
cool air from the bedroom made my cock feel kind of
sticky.
I release Mandy and slowly pulled my arm from under her.
It was asleep, I guess Mandy had been lying on it long
enough to cut the blood circulation off. I rolled onto my
back and began to rub my numb arm and shake it trying to
get it to stop tingling.
Boo wasted no time, she put her hand on my cock and
jacked me up and down a couple of times. She said, "God
you're all sticky, let me get a warm cloth to clean you
up just a little" and rolled away from me to get up off
the bed.
As she moved away, I said, "Yeah, that would be great."
She said, "I'll be right back."
I continued to rub my arm and watched Boo as she hopped
up off the bed and hurried across to the bathroom door.
When she opened the door, she left it standing open when
she walked in and I could see that there was someone in
the bathroom. That came as a surprise. I could not tell
who it was, the bright light from the bathroom behind the
person kind of blinded me a little.
I was not expecting to see someone else and my modesty
must have kicked in and I started looking for something
to cover myself with. The bedding was piled up on the
floor next to the bed and I pulled it onto the bed in a
big wad.
I was glancing at the bathroom and trying to get the
covers untangled.
I heard Boo talking, she said, "I need a cloth."
The other person still had not said anything, but I saw
them move back a little and Boo opened a door and
rummaged around for a second, pulling a rag out of the
cabinet. She reached out and started the water running.
The noise of the water made it hard for me to hear what
Boo said next, I could not understand the words.
I listened to them and continued working on the covers. I
got the sheet and blanket separated from the spread and
flipped the sheet so that it billowed up and I covered
Mandy with it too. I then did the same thing with the
light blanket. I realized that I was kind of chilled and
the covers felt good.
I heard a few giggles and then a big laugh from the
bathroom. Boo came out of the bathroom and closed the
door with the regular loud click it made.
She walked directly back to the bed and looked down at
me. She had a huge smile on her face. I was lying back on
the bed looking up at her a questioning look on my face.
She said, "That was mom, our rooms share the bathroom.
She was very happy that you are here and said she wanted
to talk to you in the morning and that I should go have
"fun"".
I got a real serious look on my face and started to say
something but Boo cut me off.
She said, "Don't worry about it, Mom has been OK with us
like this for longer than we have been dreaming about
it."
I was still troubled by it and Boo saw the expression on
my face. She said, "Keep it straight ... I mean ... it is
not only OK with mom, she wanted this to happen, OK?"
I resigned myself to what Boo was saying and nodded my
head to indicate that I understood.
Boo said, "Hey this cloth is going to be cold, you want
me to put a cold towel on it?" and she pointed at my
cock.
I laughed and said, "NO, not really might cause me to
have a heart attack."
She laughed and said, "OK, then show it to me!"
I flipped the sheet and blanket off me, but tried to keep
from covering Mandy with the extra, I kind of made a pile
of bedding between us.
Boo climbed back on the bed and sat next to my hip and
put the washcloth on to my cock. It was warmer than I
expected but it felt good. I just leaned back in the bed
and let her clean me up.
She washed my cock first and then wiped down between my
legs and across my stomach. I had not realized that I was
that covered with fluid from Mandy.
I moved my legs apart and felt a cold wet spot on the
bed. I knew then what my friends at school meant when
they said, "I had to sleep in the wet spot."
I laughed at my thoughts and Boo glanced up at me and
said, "What's so funny."
I told her about sleeping in the wet spot and she giggled
and said, "From now on we will be more careful and get us
another sheet to put under us."
That made me feel good, not because of the sheet idea,
but because of the idea of us doing this again. My life
was going to be a lot different from now on and I was
really excited by the whole idea.
Boo kept washing me and I enjoyed the feeling of her
hands, the rough texture of the cloth and I could feel my
cock coming back. It had not gotten soft, but with the
surprise of mom having been in the bathroom had
definitely caused a minor reduction in hardness.
She said, "That feel good?"
I said, "Absolutely wonderful."
She said, "Good, but I got something that will feel even
better!"
I kind of chuckled and she giggled.
She washed for a few more seconds and then said, "This is
getting cold, I should stop."
I said, "Yeah, it is making me chilly."
She tossed the rag toward the desk it landed on the desk
and stayed there.
I held my arms out to her and she just kind of melted
into me.
Her lips sought mine in a deep hunger and our teeth
actually clicked together as she was kissing me. This
time she was putting almost as much effort into her
kissing as Mandy, there was a difference in how much
tongue she used and I reciprocated with more of mine.
Chapter 7 - We Get the Job Done
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Her lips sought mine in a deep, driving hunger, our teeth
clicking together as she was kissing me. This time she
was putting almost as much effort into her kissing as
Mandy had. There was a difference in how much tongue she
used and I reciprocated with more of mine.
We were lying on the bed, with only a small ridge of
bedding separating us from Mandy's sleeping form. Mandy
had hardly moved for the past 15 minutes, her breathing
so soft and regular, she slept as soundly as a baby, it
was almost like music to my ears. I caught myself
glancing at Mandy and I felt so wonderful when I did.
Boo must have seen me looking at Mandy, because she
stopped for a long second and looked into my eyes. I
smiled at her, but that did not seem to be what she
wanted. I felt some kind of change come over her. The
aggression, heat, lust, something seemed entirely
different suddenly. Almost like cold water had been
dumped on her. She snuggled into my arms and placing her
head on my chest.
I held her close to me and thought about it for a while.
The bed was a terrible mess, wrinkled covers, pillows
lying all around, it all put me in a weird frame of mine,
I guess I just felt sort of uncomfortable. Boo picked up
on my discomfort and asked, "Are you OK?"
I said, "Yeah, I am fine, just got to thinking about
things a minute ago, amazing things have happened to me
today, to all of us really."
She said, "You are right about that!"
We just held each other for a few minutes, not saying
anything.
I think she was worried that I did not want to make love
to her and I said, "I love you Boo, so much it hurts. I
am glad we are here. It is strange now to think that what
we used to have between us did not include this ... I
mean it just seems so natural and right for us to be
here."
She kind of wiggled all over, I could feel the joy she
felt at my having said that, and she said, "It makes me
feel absolutely wonderful to hear that. I have dreamed
about being like this with YOU since I was really young."
Then she got kind of serious and said, "It was a strange
way for a little girl to feel ... like ... um ...
attracted to her ... you know ... at least it seemed so
to me."
I nodded my head and just listened to her.
She started to say something else, or maybe it was just a
huge relaxing sigh. Then she got quite and lowered her
head to my chest.
I thought about what she had just said. I could remember
times when we were kids and Boo spent so much time in the
room shared by us boys. Where Mandy had always been the
one to coming running to me when she had a crisis, like
having a little kiddy accident or got scared, it was
indeed Boo who just seemed to be around all the time. I
never realized that she was there for any reason other
than just being there, just another one of us kids. She
was always in such close proximity to me, any time I was
in the house; Boo would be not more than ten feet away
from me.
I suddenly felt a much deeper love for her than even five
minutes ago a feeling of satisfaction seemed to flow
through every fiber of my body. I sucked in a deep breath
of air, smelling the clean smell of her hair and the odor
rising up from between our bodies.
I looked at her and said, "Boo, you know, I never
realized just how much time you spent around me until
just now."
She laughed and said, "I did, didn't I!"
I laughed too and said, "Wow, you were like part of me.
It just came to be the natural thing to have you around.
If you were not in the room with me, even for a couple of
minutes, I just unconsciously came and looked for you. I
think I worried about you when you were not close enough
for me to see all the time"
She laughed and said, "Yep, it was natural for me too and
I used to go hide in my room, just hoping that you would
come find me. You always did too."
She snuggled up to me again, actually kind of stroking
her face into my chest, she said, "I used to get so upset
when Mandy would come running to you with all those made
up things."
I looked at her kind of curiously and she saw the look in
my eyes and she laughed.
I said, "What do you mean by that?"
She raised up and looked over my body at Mandy, like she
did not really want to talk about it with Mandy so close,
she said, "We probably should not talk about that in
here."
I said, "Well, I bet, most of those things were just to
get my attention anyway, and there was no harm in it. I
loved her to death when she was little, just like you.
Heck, I still love you both to, Oh, God, you will never
know how much"
Boo said, "I know that, but they sometimes made me mad at
her the way she just acted so aggressive and always got
your attention. I mean, I just craved you to pay more
attention to me, but Mandy just seemed to know how to get
you undivided attention so much more than me."
I felt Mandy moving beside me as she rolled over on her
side, her back to me.
I was still lying right next to Boo and had my arms
tightened around her and it felt great.
I felt Boo kind of shaking, and I felt the cool wetness
of a tear as it coursed down my chest.
I said, "Shhhh, I know how tough this has all been on you
... and now I am doing this ..."
Boo glanced over my shoulder at Mandy."
She looked back at me, a kind of perturbed look on her
face and said, "See what I mean! We are trying to talk
and Mandy is doing something to get your attention, even
while she is sleeping."
I looked at Boo and whispered, "Hey I want her to sleep,
I don't want her to disturb what I got in mind for us!!!"
She smiled and kind of snuggled up to me.
I felt Mandy moving again and she flipped the covers off
of herself and began to get out of the bed. I rolled over
on my back and looked at her, she had her back turned to
the bed, but she slowly turned around so she was facing
us and said, "I'm hungry, I am going to go get a sandwich
or something. I'll be back in a little while."
Boo was looking at her too. We both knew that she had
heard most of what I had said. From the look in Boo's
eyes and the way I knew I felt, we were both kind of
shaky about Mandy leaving the room.
I said, "I hope I did not upset you."
She laughed and said, "No way, I really do understand all
of it, what Boo said, especially and you ... I love you
and Boo too, so why should I be upset? Now we get to do
this anytime we want to ... it really is what we both
wanted. We have discussed this, between us. I hope we get
to do this a lot."
Boo said, "I love you Mandy and you know me, sometimes I
get kind of crazy ..."
Mandy looked at her real seriously and said, "Boo, me and
you we got a special kind of relationship, we always
have."
Boo looked kind of curious for a second, then Mandy said,
"The past year or so, since Mr. Big Brother went off to
school, who have I spent most of my time coming to?"
Boo got a new look of deep affection in her eyes, she
said, "Mandy, I have loved the past couple of years ...
more than ever when we were just kids, but ... I missed
David too ... but I wanted to spend my every waking
moment with you."
I just listened to the banter going between the two of
them and was getting a new understanding of what was
continuing to happen between them.
Always before they had been a little more competitive,
especially Boo, but now, maybe because of the family shit
hitting the fan, they were developing a new respect and
acceptance of each other.
I decided to stay out of it and just let things take
their course, in the end I expected things to be just
perfect for all of us.
Boo and Mandy continued to look at each other, big smiles
and knowing looks passing back and forth between each
other. Mandy started giggling and said, "Where's my
clothes and she moved around the stuff on the floor with
her foot.
She bent to pickup a T-shirt, which was mine. She pushed
it to her face and said, "Um, I just love the way you
smell".
She slipped it over her head and turned to walk out the
door. As she walked away she began to do her imitation of
a "snake" she quickly snapped her hips side to side, and
said, "boom-cha-boom-shis-kah-boom", like a really sexy
girl walking.
I kind of chuckled as she walked away and Boo said, "That
girl ... she is amazing!"
Mandy stopped at the door, looked back at us, kind of
slouched to the side and put her index in her finger
mouth, sucked in a really sexy way and in her best
Marylyn Monroe imitation said, "Coffee, tea or me? Bring
you something hot?"
We all started laughing like crazy people. Finally when
the laughter had calmed down a little, between bouts of
giggling said, "Want something to drink?"
Boo had to put her hand over her mouth and finally said,
"Ok bring me a coke ... now get out, get out!"
I said, "Me too ... but no tranquilizers!"
Mandy looked curious and Boo started laughing. Boo was
laughing so hard she could not talk, so she just started
waving her hand at Mandy telling her to go, to get out
and leave fast!
Mandy opened the door and slipped out, she moved kind of
sideways, the last part of her to disappear was her head,
a very low sound came from the door as it closed, the
sound echoing through the room.
Boo was lying on her back, so I rolled over on my right
side and placed my left arm gently on top of her. She was
still covered by the sheet and I ran my hand down under
her, with the sheet between her skin and my hand.
She said, "I want to feel your skin against mine" and
began to struggle trying to get the tangled sheet from
between my hand and her body.
Once she succeeded in removing the sheet, she just
snuggled down in to me. I put my left leg over the top of
her legs and hooked my heel under her legs and held her
to me. The feeling of serene comfort passing through me
as we held ourselves so tightly to each other.
I heard her moaning deep inside her throat, saying
"Mummmmm, your make me feel so good, I want to hold you
like this forever.
The silky texture of her skin on my body felt wonderful
to me. I hugged her tighter and she seemed to mold to me,
for a long time I held her like that. We were so much
together that I wanted her to become part of me.
She said, "David, you are holding me to tight again, I
can hardly breath."
I said, "I can hardly breath too, but it is not from your
holding me ... it just the excitement of having you so
close like this."
She laughed and said, "Yeah, well it is exciting to me
too, but my problem is you are squeezing me, loosen up a
little."
I released some of the tension I had around her and I
could feel the muscles in my arms loosen and kind of ache
from how tight I had them around her.
She rolled over so that we were lying side-beside, her
facing me.
I still had my arms around her. Her hands and arms were
free and she began to rub her left hand across my chest,
scratching my skin with her long fingernails.
Chill bumps coursed up and down the front of my body,
leaving a trail of dimpled skin that felt like fire
dumped on the surface of my skin.
My lower body arched forward in to her abdomen, my cock
punching her in the belly.
She made an "umphing" sound as her breath escaped and
said, "Oh God, David it fells like a hot poker against
me."
I felt her wiggling her body and a small space opened
between us, she slid her right arm down the small crack
between or bodies, I felt the palm of her hand as she
grasped the head of my cock. She tightened her grip and
began to squeeze the head of my penis repeatedly.
With each hard grasp of her hand, my pelvis rocked
forward, driving my cock in to her hand. Her hand, which
was held tightly in place between our bodies, felt
wonderful as my cock was forced to flow through the palm
of her hand.
I moved my head just a little and she tilted her head
back, I was kissing her deeply again, my teeth coming
into contact with hers.
Our mouths seemed to glue each other together and she
tasted so sweat to me, the nectar of her kiss was like
gasoline poured on a raging fire. The heat of passion
flashing through me like waves crashing on the seashore.
As I fucked into her hand, I could feel the tension of my
cum building inside my balls and realized that I was
about to cum.
I broke the rising passion of the kiss, and whispered,
because that was all I could do, "God Boo, I am going to
cum!
Instantly she released me and began to try to escape my
grasp, she was trying to escape from me, but my body
seemed to have taken control away from, my hips kept
thrusting into her.
Suddenly she screamed, in almost total desperation,
"David, Goddamn it, turn me loose, I need to ..."
I guess the tone of her voice brought me back and I
released her and she almost jumped away from me.
She had only and instant before I was going to shoot off
and she used it wisely.
Suddenly, her right hand flew out and slapped me hard,
right across the face and she had her left hand drawn
back like she was going to hit me again.
The pain was so intense, my hips jerked away from her,
and I actually ducked my head. I think she would have hit
me again if I had thrust my hips into her instead of
pulling away.
My mind suddenly refocused on her.
She had a super pissed look on her face and she said,
"Goddamn you, I have not had mine yet and if you cum on
me, I will ..."
She saw by the look in my eye that I was back.
She said, "Sorry, but I ain't ready yet and this is my
first time with you, I want it to be good for me too!"
I said, "Yes, me too, I just lost it there for a second.
Honest, something had control of me, not me, honest."
She was setting up, her knees bent and she leaned back on
the calves of her legs.
She looked me in the eye for a second and she could see
that I was not bullshitting her.
I rolled on to my back, she was kind of kneeling on the
bed, but her weight was pressed down on her calves.
She looked my body up and down, from my face to my chest.
Slowly she reached out her left hand and placed it
lightly on my chest.
The look of passion was coming back to her face and she
began to make little circular movements of her fingers on
my chest.
Our eyes were glued together, and the circular motions of
her hand was getting bigger and bigger.
I jerked, spastically, as the tips of her nails dragged
across the under side of my cock.
She looked me in the eyes for a fraction of second, then
turned her head and looked at my cock.
She continued to drag her nails across my lower abdomen,
but she stayed clear of my cock with them.
She kind of scrunched herself sideways and soon had the
front of her body toward my feet her ass was at about my
shoulder level on the left.
She slowly leaned forward on her knees, her breast coming
into contact with my lower rib cage. She placed the left
side of her face on my belly at my waist, the top of her
head laid over the end of my cock.
With her face on my stomach, she bent her neck. I could
see her eyes and she looked me directly in the face.
All she would have to do was raise her right leg,
straddle over my head, and we would have been in a 69
position. But she did not do that, instead she just
continued to look me in the eyes.
A slow smile began to show on her face.
I was wondering what she was smiling about and kind of
got a curious look on my face. She never said a word,
just kept smiling at me, suddenly her tongue came out,
slowly liked the rim of her lips and a look of deep lust
replaced the smile.
I had been so intent on keeping eye contact that I was
almost oblivious to the other things that were happening,
until I felt a kind of rippling of muscles on my left
shoulder.
I glanced to my left side. I was looking directly into
the crack of her ass. She had spread her legs, by moving
her left leg away from me, and she had her hand between
her legs.
As I watched, her fingers made a series super-fast
flicking actions across the clitoral ridge of her
womanhood. I felt the muscles in her upper body began to
contract and glanced down at her face. Her eyes were
tightly closed, her facial features slackened as I
watched, she rocked her head side to side, pressing her
cheek into my stomach, the feelings of wanton lust
coursed through me.
I looked back at her ass and cunt she still had her
fingers on her clitoris, but the motion of her fingers
had widened to include all of her mound and began to dip
into the wet opening passage.
She slipped her hand back far enough to roll her fingers
up toward her asshole and held her hand tightly clamped
to her cunt, almost like she was covering over the
opening with her fingers. Her middle finger dipped into
the wetness at the mouth of her vagina and was pushed
deep inside of her. She rolled her hips forward into her
hand by arching her back upward. At the peak arch of her
back she suddenly pulled her fingers from her cunt and
drove them back into herself. She repeatedly pulled her
fingers from her body and with steady pressure pushed
them deep into herself.
The whole time she was doing this she never touched me
except with the side of her face. Boo was putting on a
show for me and I was really enjoying watching her. I
felt the softness of her cheeks on my stomach and the
hard, rougher texture of the side of her head where my
cock was trapped in her hair.
I flexed the muscles in my abdomen and my cock pulsed. I
did that a number of times, feeling my cock bulge as
blood was pumped into it and shrink slightly as it flowed
out. Boo must of felt me doing the flexing, I looked down
at her face, she had her eyes open and was watching me.
She smiled at me her lips quivered as a spasm of shivers
flowed through her.
She began to move and I moved just slightly to allow her
to pull her left arm from under her. She slowly raised
herself into a crawling position, lifted her right leg
and straddled my face, her cunt not more than 6 inches
from my nose and lips. I heard a funny little giggle and
then she suddenly lowered her cunt directly on to my face
and kind of shook her ass in a wiggling motion. She
pressed down on my face, for a second I thought she was
actually going to set on my face with all her body
weight. I even felt a little panic course through me as I
realized I could not breathe.
Before I could do anything she pulled her cunt away from
my face by rolling completely over me, she was lying on
her back on the other side of me from before and she was
laughing like crazy. I looked at her. I could see that
she was having a great time playing and I smiled back at
her.
I touched my lips and face with my fingers. I could feel
the slippery feeling of wetness on my nose and mouth from
where she had pressed her cunt onto me. My tongue brushed
across the edge of my lips and I could taste her. The
smell also, wow, my senses were just totally overloaded.
Boo was watching me, and she asked, "Taste good?" She
giggled as she watched my face, for a second I was not
sure what to say.
I chuckled and said, "Sure does!"
She asked, "Want to really get a good taste?"
I thought a second and said, "Sure if you want me to."
She saw the moment of hesitation and said, "Well,
actually I am ready to fuck ... I'd rather ..."
I did not wait for her to finish, I raised up into a
setting position and spun around so we were face to face
and began to try to get in top of her.
She had a funny look in her eyes and I slowed down a
little.
She said, "I want to be on top, ok?"
I just kind of nodded my head ok.
She began to try to slide out from under me. I moved
enough to allow her to escape.
She raised up and spun around and laid her head back on
the pillows at the head of the bed and raised her arms
for me to come to her.
I followed her and again we were face to face and I
kissed her again. The kisses were not nearly as
passionate as the first times, but I could still feel the
wanton need in her body.
With steady pressure on her, I rolled her on top of me,
into the same position that I had fucked Mandy before.
Boo did not waste anytime. As she rolled on top, she
spread her legs and put one knee at waist level on either
side of me, reached down between us, pushed my cock back
and slowly lowered her cunt to me.
I felt her slide me inside of her. I went deeper and
deeper into her, until I was fully inside. She held very
still, shivering slightly, low moans of pleasure coming
from her. The sound she was making was a lot like a cat
purring, in short bursts of sound. I could feel the
vibrations through her whole body.
I glanced down her body and watched as the muscles of her
back rippled and her hips rolled downward. The sensations
coming from my cock were wonderful with the increased
pressure as her pubic bone bore down onto me. I could not
hold back the moans of ecstasy that came from me.
I placed my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them
apart. I felt her resituate her legs, spreading them
further apart, the hot sweaty flesh of her inner legs,
which was kind of sticking to me, begin slipping down my
hips. The pressure from her pubic area became very
intense, a burning feeling beginning in the area directly
above where my cock joined to my body.
As fine as her pubic hair was, it felt like sandpaper to
me. The intensity of the burning sensation seemed to
increase by the second. I grabbed her ass cheeks and
pulled her up the front of my body a fraction of an inch.
The intense burning dissipated instantly and the pleasure
returned.
I pushed my butt down into the bed and felt my cock slide
out of her an inch or so. I rolled my hips upward and
back in I went. I pushed upward and I felt my pubic bone
hit hers, the burning was back, but this time it felt
different, it was the most fantastic feeling. I rolled
back and the burning was gone. I did the push forward-
roll-back motion several times.
Boo began to talk to me, saying, "Oh, my God, that feels
good! ... fuck me! I need for you to fuck me like that,
please!"
It took me only a second to do it a couple of more times
and with each upward thrust her body convulsed against
me, and she moaned, "Fuck me," in a breathless voice.
I started a rapid series of upward thrusts into her, over
and over pounding into her as deep as I could go. She got
into the action, coordinating her movements to mine. When
I thrust up, she squeezed her legs together and pushed
down on me. With each of her pushes, the burning
sensation around the base of my cock increased, almost to
an intolerable level.
I could feel her loose control as the muscles of her body
took over the actions for her mind. She was almost
jumping up and down on me. With each deep thrust I could
see and feel her straining to get to the pinnacle of
lust.
She started saying, "I'm almost there, almost there!"
I felt my nut sack contract into my body and with her
words my mind also went into it's self. My hips were
again out of my control, but this time so was Boo and we
both were rising to orgasm together.
She began to mutter, "I'm cumming, God damn it fuck me,
I'm cumming"
I joined her and voiced my passion, saying "Make me cum,
Boo make me cum!"
If she was out of control before, she became even more so
and was fucking me so hard that the burning had decreased
to a dull feeling around my cock. Suddenly her entire
body began to convulse, on top of me she was nothing but
a quivering mass of flesh. I could feel her cunt milking
me like a fist. Wave after convulse wave of contractions
course through the walls of her vagina.
Then I was cumming with her my hot sperm shooting off. I
grunted and moaned, "I cumming, God I cumming!"
Boo heard me and began to say, "Cum in me, cum in me",
she said it over and over.
With each jerk of her body mine would respond with a
spastic jerk and my cock would shoot into her again.
She was beginning to slow down just a little and the
movements of her hips became more coordinated again. She
would pull herself upward until just the head of my cock
was inside of her and then thrust down on me. My cock
would flow into her as smooth as silk. My cum and her
juices mixed together to make her cunt so wet that I
could feel the slippery coating covering her cunt area
and my lower body, my belly, balls and even the crack of
my ass were wet.
Boo slowed down her movements even more. Stroking her
cunt up and down the length of my cock in a steady, but
very slowly rhythm. She stroked my cock's full length and
pressed her pubic bone really hard into me. Unlike before
when her pubic bone hurt, this time it didn't, it felt
different.
At the very deepest penetration I could get in her, just
when she pressed hard into me, my cock would jerk and
engorge it's self with blood. I felt the hot tip of my
penis flaring wide. Boo's cunt responded to my flared
penis opening wide like a flower.
I realized that it was not Boo doing anything different,
but me. Combined with all the wetness of her and how she
had kind of slipped down my body, maybe an inch or two
during orgasm. Instead of going straight into her I was
entering at a very slight angle.
With each roll of her hips my cock tilted back just a
little. Her clit had to be riding down the top of my cock
into the nest of my rough pubic hair. Her pubic bone
instead of hitting the smooth flesh a fraction of inch
above my cock was coming down directly on the base of my
cock forcing it to tilt back. So instead of our pubic
bones hitting, my hard cock acted like a cushion into
which she pressed her clit.
I got into the movements, on Boo's up stroke I rolled my
hips back ever so slightly. The next down push of her
hips I felt my penis bend ever so slightly, it hurt just
a tiny little bit. My cock seemed to hang right in the
mouth of her cunt and when Boo pressed her pubic bone
down hard my cock released and kind of snapped into her.
Boo's whole body shuddered with the first snapping
feeling and her muscles jerked her cunt into my cock so
hard pain caused my hips to jerk, but I stayed fully
buried in her.
Boo jumped and said, "Oh Fuck!" At first I thought it had
hurt her too.
My cock felt like I was pinching the head between my
thumb and forefinger and then quickly slipping my thumb
down over the hard rim of my cock.
Boo said, "God, what was that, it felt fantastic, I have
never felt that before."
I was totally recovered from orgasm and said, "That
Little Girl is REAL COCK!"
She whispered, "I am glad it is YOUR real cock in me. I
want to feel that some more."
I chuckled and said, "Yeah, it is the REAL me alright,
but I bet that toy one lasts a lot longer."
She moaned a little, but said, "Well, I think I prefer
the real one over the toy one any day."
I said, "I'm glad you like the real one, but I want to
see you play with the toy one too."
She mumbled back, "Hey, let's talk later, I got my mind
on something else right now."
I laughed and said, "I don't think it is your mind that
is on it right now."
She said, "Stop joking and just fuck me, OK"
I did not say a word, just grabbed her hipbones with my
hands and kind of pushed down on her, kind of like I was
going to slide her down my body.
She did not move at all, but her hips moved ever so
slightly. I pushed my cock up in to her and felt the same
little kink form in my cock as it did when it snapped
into her.
I heard her take in a deep breath of air as my cock
pressed hard into her clit. Steadily I increased the
pressure trying to force my cock into her. The same exact
thing happened as before, just when the pain became real
intense my whole cock slipped free from the bend and flew
into her.
As it entered her, she said, "Oh shit that felt good."
I began to do it in steady rhythm, pull out, bend it and
let it snap into her.
She picked up the rhythm and began to do a double pump,
once when my cock was bent the next when my cock was
fully inside of her.
Her breathing was deep, but ragged, she said, "Keep that
up and I am going to cum again!"
I began to do it faster. Pull out, push in, bend it and
then snap roll my hips.
She began to say, "Fuck me" over and over.
After only a few more strokes she started her orgasm, her
cunt flowering wide open and her body quaking and
quivering.
Her orgasm went much longer than the first one. It was
not as mind blowing for me, since I had already came but
still it was very, very satisfying to see her cum and
feel the pleasure that I was giving her. I watched her in
the throws of orgasm and a big smile of pleasure was on
my face. I held her in my arms as the waves of body
trembling orgasm shook her, feeling her move ever so
slightly to press her clit into the hardness of my cock.
Then in the flash of a second it was like all hell broke
loose and things began to happen really fast. There was a
huge reverberating crashing noise in the room. To me is
sounded like a truck had smashed into the wall between
the room we were in and the bathroom. My eyes and ears
seemed to tune into an exact location of where the noise
centered.
It instantly occurred to me that the noise sounded a lot
like someone had, perhaps, fallen into the wall in the
bathroom. The door to the bathroom, which was partially
open, actually moved open about an inch or two. Even
before it moved, I could see nearly all the bathroom, so
it was not someone in there.
Something happened then that made me even more curious.
It was the strangest thing I have ever seen and for a
second I thought I was seeing ghosts or something.
Located on the same wall as the door going into the
bathroom, but a couple feet away from the door was what
looked like a good size mirror. It probably measured 36
inches tall by maybe 48 inches wide. Just about the
normal size for the vanity over which it was hanging. It
was even nicely framed and could have been the mirror
made at the factory for the vanity. The vanity was where
the girls had their personal make-up and other stuff,
bottles of this and that, all setting out and neatly
arranged.
What was strange and spooked me was that suddenly almost
right in the middle of the mirror there appeared a hand,
more like the silhouette or shadow of a hand. From where
I was on the bed, it appeared like magic, a hand dead
center of the mirror then it was gone. During the instant
that I saw it, the mirror seemed to distort, like someone
was inside the mirror pushing out on it. My imagination
made me think that just any second an arm, then a
shoulder and then a whole body, would just step through
the mirror. The reflected images, that I could see, kind
of shimmered and changed a little, then handprint then
disappeared and the whole thing was back to the same as
before.
When the noise occurred, it startled both of us, Boo had
almost leaped off the top of me, but she had not moved
fast enough to see the mirror distort.
She was looking around the room, like she was confused or
scared.
I said, "What the heck was that?"
She said, "I don't know! ... but it scared me though."
I said, "Yeah, me too! ... maybe we should go see if
somebody is hurt, that was a lot of noise ... almost made
me jump out of my skin."
She said, "Me too ... think I should go see what
happened?"
I thought about it for a second, I was worried about the
noise, who might have caused it, why it happened, a lot
of things seemed to flash through my mind.
I said, "Let's both go see what it was. Sounded to me
like someone fell down or something hit the wall really
hard"
Boo looked at me with a funny little smile and said,
"Maybe ... lets go see though, OK?"
I said, "OK, we better check" I rolled off the bed and
began to look for something to put on.
Boo did the same thing. We both began to look for our
clothes. I found my shorts and then remembered that Mandy
had my T-shirt, so I grabbed my regular shirt and slipped
it on.
Boo found her stuff and just about had it on, when there
was a quiet knock on the door, but it did not open.
Boo walked over to the door and opened it. Mandy was
standing in the hall, she was kind of rubbing her side,
she said, "I fell down, I tripped over something ... I
hit the wall ... I'm sorry ..."
I could not see Boo's face, but I did see a funny look
come over Mandy, like she was scared of what Boo was
thinking.
I got the feeling that Boo was mad at her. The way she
stood and moved kind of hinted at it.
I sensed that there was about to be a fight, I did not
want them to go crazy on me and I said to Mandy, "Hey,
are you OK, not hurt are you?"
Boo spun around and said, "NO, of course she is not hurt,
she's just doing that same old shit again!"
Mandy said, "I'm really sorry, I did not mean to ...
disturb you ..."
Boo said, "Well you did, just like you always do ..."
I saw the beginning of a fight and said, "Hey you two,
stop it ... no fighting, OK!"
Mandy said, "I spilled the cokes, let me get some more"
and she turned and almost ran down the hall, I could hear
the noise she made as she hurried away.
Boo looked at me and said, "Goddamn it ... I was having
such a nice time ... then ..."
I laughed at her and she got kind of a shy look on her
face and even turned a little red from embarrassment.
I took off my shirt as I walked back to the bed, I left
my underwear on and flopped back down on it.
Boo was still standing by the door watching me. I raised
my arms to her and she walked steadily across the room
and flopped down beside me. She left her clothes on too
and the door to the room open.
I said, "Think we should close the door?"
She said, "Nope, Mandy will be back in thirty seconds,
count on it."
Boo was right, almost before she got the last words out
of her mouth, Mandy came hurrying into the room. She had
three unopened coke cans in her arms and also a bag of
chips.
She walked into the room and came right over to the bed
and kind of dumped the all of it on the bed and then
hopped on the foot of the bed. She said, "Anybody want a
snack?"
Boo gave me kind of a depressed look, shrugged her
shoulders and just looked at me.
I was trapped by my sisters and knew that I was caught in
their own little traps.
I said, "Guess I could use something to drink."
Boo rolled away from me and sat up on her side of the
bed. I raised up into a setting position. We were all
kind of in a triangle with the junk food on the bed
between us.
I grabbed a coke, opened it and handed it to Boo, did the
same for Mandy, and opened the last one for myself.
Mandy grabbed the chip bag, opened it and began to munch
on the chips.
None of said anything for a few minutes during which I
thought about all that had taken place in the last 10
minutes or so.
First I knew that Mandy had not fallen down in the
hallway, like she said. The noise had not come from the
hall, maybe the room next to the one we were in, but not
the hall for sure.
Then the mirror, Boo had not seen what I had seen, she
had her back to the mirror and could not have seen the
hand print and the distortion it made when it pressed on
it.
I started to say something about what I had seen when I
suddenly felt that it would be a bad idea to do so and
decided to just let it drop for a while. I was learning a
lot about the women and did not want to make them mad at
me, so I thought I should just wait and maybe I would get
the chance to explore later.
We drank our cokes in silence. Boo kept giving Mandy
those hated death looks that she had always used to get
Mandy to do what she wanted. This time however, Mandy
seemed to take them in stride.
I could see that I needed to give them a little space and
said, "I need to go pee!" I stood up and started across
to the bathroom and glanced back at the bed.
The girls were staring at each other so hard that I
thought for a second they were just going to leap and
strangle each other.
I did not say anything, just walked quickly to the
bathroom and closed the door behind myself.
I put my ear to the door on the inside and could hear
Boo's loud voice.
She said, "What the hell was that?"
Mandy said, "Hey, it was not me, I did not do it,
honest."
Boo said, "OK, then who the hell was it?"
Mandy started laughing and I could just hear her say,
"Mom, she fell off the table and hit the wall!"
I heard Boo laughing and then she said, "That dirty
bitch!" She said it in a humorous, but kind of like she
meant it as a good comment.
Mandy laughed then too. They were laughing so hard that I
just blew it off to girl giggle.
I did not need to pee, but to make sure they thought I
had, I walked over and flushed the toilet, then washed my
hands off in the sink.
I made some more noise, just to alert Boo and Mandy that
I was just about done in the bathroom. I opened the door
and walked back into the room.
They both smiled really big smiles at me and I felt the
fresh atmosphere in the room, like they were best friends
again.
I said, "Wow, you two are just beautiful!"
They both smiled even bigger smiles, my sisters were back
on good terms with each other.
I glanced at the digital clock setting on the night
table, it's red display said 4:30. I said, "Wow it is
getting late!" I suddenly felt overwhelmed and kind of
tired.
The girls saw my shoulders slump and they both started to
talk at the same time and then just shut up and looked
kind of glum.
I said, "I think we all need to get some sleep."
Mandy said, "I don't want to ..."
Boo said, "He's right Mandy, it is way late and we got a
lot to do today."
I still had only my underwear on and said, "I should go
home and check on Dad."
Boo suddenly said, "That is probably what you should do,
but ... well ... there is one other thing we need for you
to ... well ... we got ... to get some things ... I don't
know what I mean."
Mandy looked at Boo and said, "David, there are some
things that we have to show you, so that you know ..."
She dropped off and just sat there too.
No one said anything for a long time.
I got real serious and said, "Hey, if there is something
I need to know, just tell me, I think I can handle
anything ..." and I got quite too.
Boo, took a huge breath and said, "Well, Dad he has made
some bad ... he is talking to a lawyer and he has ...
well ... he has said he was going to take Mom to court
... maybe put her in jail."
I was stunned by that and said, "What the hell is he
doing?"
Mandy said, "David, he is just so upset ... but he does
not know everything, so we need to show you ... another
tape ... it's about ..."
Boo said, "Maybe you should just watch it?"
I said, "OK, where is it?"
Boo said, "Come on, the only VCR is in the front room."
She hopped up, as did Mandy and we all walked out of the
room. I grabbed my shirt and put it on without buttoning
it up.
When we got back to the front room there was not one
there. The TV and VCR were on, like someone had it all
ready for us to watch.
Boo said, "Set down in that chair." She pointed to the
easy chair directly in front of the TV. I did exactly
what she told me to do.
Mandy had plopped on the couch on my left and Boo was
standing next to the coffee table. She had a strange kind
of look on her face, a look that said you need to pay
attention to what we are about to show you.
Boo picked up the remote control for the TV and turned to
me, she said, "Watch and don't ask any questions till it
is over, it will only take about two or three minutes,
OK?"
I started to ask what I was about to see, but she saw me
getting ready to ask a question and she said, "No
questions, just watch and then we will explain what we
know about this and other things. It won't take but a few
minutes."
I got the message to just shut up and watch and leaned
back in the chair, relaxed and got a little more
comfortable.
When she saw me relax she walked over to the big couch on
my right and sat down. That put me between the two of
them, but not really close to either.
Boo lifted the remote controller and pointed at the TV
set. I heard the VCR click and the screen instantly was
showing two people having sex.
The initial view on the screen was a close up shot of an
absolutely enormous penis, I mean huge, much, much larger
than any penis I had ever seen. It looked like a snake.
It had to be at least 14 inches long and as big around as
a beer can. The head of the cock, which was smaller than
the shaft, looking like a red cheery on the end of a huge
stick was going into the mouth of an as yet
unidentifiable person. The lips and face were kind of
feminine looking, so I figured it was a female sucking
off the guy.
Slowly the camera zoomed out and I could see the entire
face of the female sucking the cock. It was the young
girl, Cindy. She kept looking upward, her eyes almost
rolling back in her head as she tried to see the face of
the man above her.
She kept putting just the end of it in her mouth. The
thing was covered with a condom, it was stretched so
tightly over the cock that it was almost invisibly thin.
It still looked like only the end of the thing was
covered with the full stretched out rubber.
The girl kept sucking on the penis and the camera zoomed
out showing the lower body of the man from the chest
down, but not the face. The penis was now fully in view
and from the looks of it must be at least 14 inches long,
the rubber covered about half of it.
The girl looked up at the man and said, "Put it in me!"
Slowly the girl stood up and turned her back to the man.
She remained standing, but bent over and put her hands on
the bed on which she had been setting, she spread her
feet apart, forming a wide inverted V with her legs.
The man stepped forward and grasping the penis about one-
third the way down began to rub it up through her pussy
and the crack of her ass. Slowly he pressed forward and
the penis ran half way up the girls back. When he did
that the penis was even longer, maybe 16 or 18 inches
long, truly a monster. I knew that there was no way he
could put the entire length inside of her.
With it extending up her back, he began to masturbate and
while doing so rolled the rubber up his penis and off. He
flipped the rubber away.
He pulled back and again run the penis across the girl's
pussy, it went up her belly. She reached down between her
legs with one hand and grasped the huge cock and guided
it toward her mouth. I could hardly believe that the girl
could bend so far over and actually suck the cock as it
extended between her legs, but she did manage to just
suck the bear tip into her mouth. I watched as she took a
lot of saliva from her mouth and smeared it over the
cock.
The man said, "That feels good honey, suck on Daddy's
cock!"
The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but there was so much
lust in it that I was not sure who it was.
The girl sucked and licked for a few more seconds, then
the man pulled his cock back, again he grasped it about
one-third the way down it's length. He pressed it into
the girls spread cunt and with a steady pressure began to
force it into her.
Suddenly the scene changed, the view this time was from
in front of the girl, looking at the man's chest. A real
close up of the girl's ass and the thick shaft of the
penis between the girl's ass cheeks. He was fucking her
like a mad man. With every inward thrust the girl jerked
and tried to jump away, but he had her in a vice grip
around the waist and she could not get away from him.
The camera zoomed back and I saw the man's face. It was
our father or our almost father. I watched for a few more
seconds and thought about what I was seeing and was
amazed at what I saw. The man that I had called dad all
my life was fucking the living shit out of a young girl.
A girl that Boo and Mandy had told me was only 14 years
old.
I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye. Boo had
the remote control pointed at the TV. I looked over at
her, she said, "Seen enough?"
I just nodded and she stopped the VCR, the screen turning
to a bright blue.
Boo reached over and turned on the light on the table
beside the couch. I glanced at Mandy, just sat in the
love seat and looked at me and gave me kind of crooked
nod of her head, sucked in a deep breath and her eyes got
wide.
Boo stood up from where she was setting and took a couple
of steps into the center of the room and placed the
remote back on the coffee table. She walked on over to
the VCR, pressed a button and the tape ejected out. She
took it from the machine, walked over to me, and stuck
the tape toward me, like she wanted me to take it.
My hands seemed to understand what she wanted, even
though my brain did not and I took the tape from her
outstretched hand.
Boo moved backward toward the couch and sat down. She
looked at me and then said, "Give that to him."
I turned the video over and over in my hand, thinking
about what it showed and wondering why I should give it
to him. I asked, "Why? ... why should I give it to him? I
mean he knows he did this? ... right?"
Boo said, "Sure he knows he did it", then she laughed and
added, "But he does not know about the tape", and she
laughed even harder.
I had a lot of questions in my mind but there were just
no words to put them in to. I finally said, "But if I
give it to him ... he will ... maybe ... he'll be really
upset and mad about it, won't he?"
Mandy said, "He is already so mad he's crazy and he's
going to get us all in trouble!"
I looked first at Mandy and then at Boo.
Boo said, "He called Mom today and told her that he had
talked to a lawyer and that the lawyer was going to press
charges on Mom for violating some kind of law."
I said, "Your kidding right? ... I mean ... he would not
... would he?"
Boo said, "Well, mom seems to think he just might do
something like that and she also thinks that if he does
press charges that all the tapes will be ... what's it
called ... when something is taken by the police ... I
can not remember the word."
I said, "Taken as evidence?"
Boo said, "Yeah, that is part of it. To get them mom said
they have to issue some kind of paper ordering us to turn
them over and that the cops could actually come out and
search the house. She thinks that there could be criminal
charges filed on her. Then when they get the tapes they
will see him too."
Suddenly it dawned on me, they wanted me to give him the
tape to make sure he understood that there was at least
one tape of him with a very young girl.
I said, "I get it, you want me to make sure he knows
about the tape so that he does not go to the cops,
right?"
Boo said, "Yeah, I guess that is part of it."
I looked at Mandy and then at Boo. I could see their
minds were really going a million miles a second and they
were both in their own little worlds.
I sat there thinking about what I had just seen and tried
to come up with a more diplomatic approach rather than
just walking in and tossing the tape in dad's lap.
I finally gave a huge sigh and said, "I think it time for
me to go?"
Both girls just shook their head. I stood up and looked
down at myself realizing I had no pants on.
I said, "Let me get my clothes out of back there" and
hurried toward the back of the house. As I passed by
Mandy, I placed the tape on the table beside her. She
looked at the tape and smiled at me. Boo just sat where
she was.
I hurried into the bedroom, noticed the huge mess on the
bed and smiled to myself. I found my pants and shoes,
slipped on my pants and sat on the bed to put on my
shoes. I did not button up my shirt, just stuffed the
loose tails into my belt.
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that my hair was
a total mess. I walked over to the dressing table under
the mirror, thinking that I would use one of the girl's
brushes that should be there. There were not brushes on
the table, so I thought maybe there would be one in the
bathroom.
I walked into the bathroom, several hairbrushes were on
the vanity top. I picked up one and began to brush my
hair. I looked at my self in the mirror a couple seconds
and then the events surrounding the mirror in the bedroom
flashed into my mind.
I decided I would take a quick look at the mirror and
walked out to the bedroom. I still had the brush in my
hand and began to straighten my hair again. It was wildly
sticking up, from having been pressed into the bed. I
looked at my reflection in the mirror and noticed more
details about the mirror than my hair.
The first thing that struck me was that it had kind of a
smoked glass look. I looked around the edges, where the
glass disappeared under the frame. On the right side,
about midway up the glass there was a little cut out half
moon.
I put my finger into the half moon and pressed to the
left, the glass seemed to be on rollers and began to
slide to my left, I moved it about 2 inches. I glanced
through the crack made by the glass sliding open. I was
looking into the room next door. Thank goodness there was
no one in the room. I looked around the room, which was
really not much of a room, just a large closet. It was
totally crammed full of stuff, a lot of things I did not
recognize. I slid the mirror open a little more and
suddenly there was a huge lens sticking right in my face.
I was looking down the barrel of one of the largest video
cameras I had ever seen.
I put it all together right then. Not only had someone
been in the room, someone that made all the noise, but
they probably had me on camera with Mandy and then with
Boo.
I suddenly got scared, I did not want to get caught. I
looked around for another second, closed the mirror with
a quite swishing sound and walked out of the room.
I thought to myself, "At least now there is one less
secret that I did not know about."
When I got back to the front room, Mandy had her head
down on the arm of the love seat, she had her eyes closed
and she appeared to be asleep.
Boo was setting on the love seat.
I picked up the tape from the table, turned over and over
in my hands, I finally said, "Boo, I got to get out of
here, it is almost daylight out side"
She stood up, walked across the room to me, smiled and
said, "Come back over here later today ... lots of fun
things left for us to do!"
I lifted the tape up between us and laughed, I said, "I
might be back sooner than you think ... after I give this
thing to Dad."
She placed her hand on my cheek and said, "Go get him,
Big Brother and do what you know must be done to protect
us all!"
I looked her in the eyes and said, "Yes, I do have a lot
to protect don't I!"
She laughed and said, "More than you realize!" She
reached her face up and gave me a quick kiss on the
cheek.
I said, "Love you, Sis!" I turned and hurried out of the
house.
I knew exactly what she was alluding to with her last
funny remark. She knew all the time that our session,
Mandy's and mine too, probably, were being taped and it
did not seem to bother her at all.
I think that was the one thing about the day that
surprised me the most.
I decided right then that I had a new way to present the
tape to Dad.
I had to hurry home and talk to Dad. I was just worried
that he might not be in good enough shape to talk. I then
had a picture of his monster cock in my mind and actually
said out loud, "Shit!!"
Chapter 8 - Dad goes Bonkers or Is Dad a Good Bonker?
----------------------------------------------------
The trip home took less time than I thought it would. My
mind was on the video that I would have to show Dad. It
scared the crap out of me that I would have to give it to
him and I was sure that he was not going to be very happy
about it. I also could not get the whole situation of
Cindy and Dad off my mind, especially the enormous size
of his penis. It was absolutely amazing that a man could
have a cock that big and a smile of appreciation slowly
spread over my face. I glanced at myself in the rearview
mirror and thought how much I regretted not being his
genetic son, maybe I would have been so endowed. I said
out loud, "To bad that snake isn't mine, I'd be a hurting
some people with it." I got a big laugh out of that.
Still the drive went smoothly because of the low traffic
levels and a few of the red lights were still in blinking
mode so early in the morning. I pulled up in the driveway
and immediately noticed that the number of lights on in
the house seemed to be less. The front porch light was
still on, but the bedroom windows were dark and I clearly
remembered that most, if not all of them were lighted.
As I got out of the car I picked up the tape the girls
had given me for dad. I slowly walked to the front porch,
the front door of the house was open and I could see
inside. The chair that Dad had been sleeping in when I
left was empty, so he was either up messing around
somewhere or maybe he had managed to totter off to bed.
As I was looking through the door, I smelled smoke. I
wondered where the hell the smoke was coming from; it was
too warm outside to have a fire in the fireplace. Anyway,
I could see the fireplace from where I was standing and
it was not burning.
I stepped back from the house and looked around the yard,
nothing out of the ordinary.
I heard the crash of a door slamming and dad came walking
into the room. From the direction he came I thought he
was probably out in the backyard. I was standing far
enough away from the door that I could see in but the
shadows prevented him from seeing me. He looked like
warmed over death. His hair was wild and messy and his
shirt dirty as hell, it looked like he might have dumped
a can of black grease down the front of his body. He
scared the shit out of me. I was looking at a total
stranger, if I had not known the guy was my dad, I would
not have recognized him.
I was shocked and afraid to move. While I stared at him,
he headed on toward the back of the house without ever
noticing me. I watched him until I could not see him
anymore and then stood stock still for a few more lonely
seconds.
I wondered what the heck he was doing in the back yard
and decided to ease my way around to the back yard and
find out.
I quietly made my way around the side of the house. I had
a clear view of the patio and pool area. The smoke was
coming from the portable charcoal barbecue grill. Dad had
a really large pile of stuff on the steel grating and had
started it burning. He'd piled so much stuff on the small
grill that it was hanging off and making a huge cloud of
smoke. Thank goodness it was still early in the morning
because if he'd done it during the daylight the smoke
would certainly been seen by the neighbors and somebody
might have called the police or fire department.
As I watched the storm door from the house swung open and
dad came out. He kind of staggered a little under the
weight of the load of stuff he was carrying out. For a
second I thought he was going to pile it all right on to
the pile already burning on the little charcoal grill.
Just at the last moment he must have realized that the
stuff he had in his arms would way overload the small
grill. He just tossed all of it on the ground next to the
grill and turned to go back in the house.
I watched him as he opened the door, walked through and
let it slam behind him.
I was really very confused, concerned and unsure of what
to do.
I wanted to help him, but from the look of him, there was
not a lot that I could do.
I almost ran around the house and was thinking I should
just get the hell out of there. When I got to my car and
started to open the door, I realized that I still had the
videotape in my hand. I had to give him the tape. If I
did not give it to him then there was probably going to
be a lot more trouble and real soon.
I stood next to the car trying to decide what to do. I
already had the door open and decided to set down in the
car and think about everything.
As I climbed in to the car, I bumped the damned steering
wheel and the horn on my old car came on with a very loud
honk. The sound did not last more than a second, but it
seemed to echo around the neighborhood. It sure as hell
sounded a lot louder than it usually did.
I sat in the car for a few more minutes and then looked
up the drive. Dad was standing at the gate coming from
the backyard.
For a second I thought about starting the car and driving
away. I looked at him and he just looked so terrible, my
heart just took over. I made up mind to see him through
this. I was committed to facing him.
I got out of the car and started toward him.
As I approached him, he said, "Well where the hell have
you been? I've been waiting all goddamn night for you to
show up!"
I stopped and looked at him, he was still in the
backyard, with the fence between us and I figured that if
I needed to I could run down the street to get away if he
came out after me.
The outside light above the garage was on and I could see
him pretty well. The sun was beginning to brighten the
sky but it was a long time, maybe an hour, before the sun
would come up.
I walked a little closer to him. I could see the emotions
twisting his face. First he would look scared, then mad,
then sad, then sick. All these things seemed to pass
across his face in a mere tick of time.
I looked at him and said, "Good to see you are awake. I
came home a while ago and you were sleeping in the chair.
I was even here before that too, but you were not."
He said, "Where the hell you been, if you been here
already?"
I decided to avoid telling him exactly where I had been,
at least for now, and said, "Took a little drive, trying
to figure out what is happening."
He said, "Well it has been a lot of shit... bullshit... I
am going to kill that fucking women! ...ahhh..."
I looked at him and I could see all the same things going
through his emotions again.
I said, "I need some coffee... got any made?"
He said, "No, not a goddamn thing in the house to drink,
nothing"
I stared at him and said, "Hey, what about the camping
stuff, we used to keep coffee in the chuck box?"
He looked at me and said, "Yeah, probably is some in
there."
I said, "Great, let me go in the garage and check it
out."
I walked toward him. To get to the garage, without my
door opener, I had to go through the back door, which
opened onto the patio.
He watched me get closer to him. The closer I got, the
worse he looked. He looked like he'd been run over by a
truck. When I stopped, I was standing on one side of the
gate, he on the other. I got a whiff of him and he
smelled bad, like vomit.
I opened the gate and started to ease past him, he just
stood like a statue as I moved around him.
He said, "What you got in your hand?"
I raised up the videotape and said, "Something we need to
talk about in a little while."
He said, "I tore the house apart looking for more of
those goddamn things... where did you get that one?"
I said, "It was on the seat of my car."
I turned to walk away from him. I had just turned away
when I heard rapid footsteps behind me. He was not as
drunk as I thought because suddenly he grabbed me by the
shoulder and spun me around so that I was facing him.
He said, "Give me that goddamn thing!"
I looked him square in the face and said, "In a little
while you can have it, but first we have coffee and
talk."
He was clinching and opening his fists. I was scared as
hell that he was going to attack me for the tape.
He said, "I need that for the lawyer! ... I already
talked to him ... and he said I needed to get as many
tapes as I could ... "
I said, "OK, OK, I get the idea, but first we need to
have some coffee, wake up a little and then talk about
this particular tape."
He relaxed just a little, a kind of worried look on his
face. I think he realized that this tape was not like the
others he had found.
I turned to walk away and this time he did not chase me.
I walked on around the house, to the patio area. The
smoldering pile of stuff was still on the barbecue but
the volume of smoke had actually decreased. He had piled
it so heavy that it was smothering its self.
The other stuff on the ground was stuff out of the boy's
room. I was stupefied by what he was doing, burning all
the stuff. Why the hell was he burning everything. I just
looked at it for a second and walked on toward the
garage.
I opened the door to the garage and looked in. It was
like a typhoon had blown the place apart. Boxes and boxes
of stuff that had been stored in the attic room were now
thrown all over the garage. Some of the stuff was winter
clothing, but most of it was just garage junk.
I waded through it toward the far corner where we had a
big standup locker where all the camping equipment was
usually stored. The old chuck box was setting on the
floor beside the locker. I opened the locker all the
camping equipment was still in place. I looked at the
stuff, and thought to myself, "Wow, we used to have a lot
of fun with this stuff."
I opened the chuck box and found the can of coffee that
we always kept in there. I grabbed it and waded back
through the mess toward the patio door.
As I walked out on the patio, dad was standing next to
the charcoaler. He had pushed a lot of the pile off the
grate and was trying to stomp it out with his shoes.
I watched him for about 30 seconds as he tried to put out
the smoldering fabrics and plastic stuff.
He looked up at me, frustration on his face. I said, "Let
me get the hose, we can douse that good and it will put
out the burning stuff."
I sat the coffee on the patio table, held the tape in my
hand on the opposite side of him, and eased past him. I
walked out on the pool deck to the hose rack. It only
took a second to turn on the water and reel the hose to
the area where dad and his burning pile were.
The spray nozzle was set on stream and I sprayed down the
big pile of stuff, making sure to get everything good and
wet. I figured it was better to have it wet than burning.
Maybe later I could come out and see what was worth
salvaging, if anything.
I picked up the coffee and said, "Need a hot cup of this
for sure!" I turned and walked through the door into the
house.
Dad still had not said much, but he had followed me into
the house. In the light he looked even worse than I
expected.
I said, "Why don't you go grab a shower, the coffee will
take about 5 minutes to make."
He glanced down at his clothing. I recognized the shocked
expression on his face, he had not realized he was so
dirty until I pointed it out.
He looked at me in a strange kind of way and said, "Yeah,
think I will get a shower, it has been one hell of a
day."
I said, "I know what you mean ... go do it ... I'll get
the coffee to brewing."
He did not say anything, just turned and walked away.
I looked at the kitchen, it was a mess too. Every dish,
pot, pan, all the food, everything had been tossed out of
its normal location. The cabinet was covered with stuff.
I put the tape on top of the microwave oven and began to
move stuff around looking for the coffeepot and all the
stuff needed to get the coffee going.
I got the coffee started and messed around for about 15
minutes, straightening out things and finding cups. I had
to wash the ones that I found, they all had sticky
residue in them.
Just as I was pouring a cup of the fresh coffee, I heard
quiet footsteps and turned to see him back. He looked a
little better, his hair was wet and he'd put on a clean
shirt and pants.
He said, "Guess, I should apologize for the way I treated
you awhile ago ... just a lot of things have happened the
past few days ... not sure I even know what has
happened."
I looked at him and asked, "Where are the boys?"
He got real tense for a second and said, "Nothing to
worry about, I got them being taken good care of."
I looked kind of shocked with what he said. He must of
saw it on my face because he said, "Hey, really they are
fine, just had to take them to my friend to keep them
from getting caught up in all the troubles around here."
He still had not told me exactly where they were, so I
said, "OK, ... but I sure would like to see them ... I
miss them a lot ... you know?"
He looked at me and said, "Well, they will be fine at my
... OK ... I took them over to Mt. Pleasant, they are at
Tom & Mary's house ... you remember them right? I work
with Tom."
I thought I did, but I was not sure, so I said, "I think
so ... but not sure ..."
He said, "Later today we'll go see them if you really
want to."
I relaxed and said, "OK, later today would be fine ...
maybe."
I poured him a cup of coffee and handed it to him. He
took it and said, "Thanks, I need this, been drinking a
lot since all this started."
I laughed and said, "I could tell ... for a few minutes
when I first got here ... I was not sure I knew you."
He looked at me kind of funny like and said, "I don't
think I know me either."
We stood at the counter sipping our coffee and not saying
anything for several minutes.
Suddenly Dad kind of sagged, like a huge load had just
been tossed on his shoulders. He said, "I think I need to
set down." He turned and walked like a zombie toward the
front of the house.
I followed along behind him, then remembered the tape and
returned to the kitchen to get it.
I walked back toward the front of the house. He was
setting in his chair, the same one he was passed out in
when I left him before. He had his head thrown back with
his resting on the high cushion of the chair and there
were a few tears running down his cheeks.
I did not know what to do for the longest time. I moved
on over to the sofa and sat down so that I was facing
him. Setting on the ottoman in front of him was the box
of videotapes that Mandy had put in my room earlier, but
now seemed like it had been years ago.
I looked at the tapes, wondered what he thought when he
found them in my room.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. For a second there
was this wild look in his eyes, but it slowly faded to a
look of confusion. He said, "I found these in your room
... want to tell me how they got there?"
I said, "Sure, Mandy put them in there when they ... she,
mom and Boo, ... were here ... god ... I guess it was
yesterday now."
He asked, "She put them in your room ...?" There was a
little doubt in his voice.
I said, "Honest, she did. When they were here. Just as
they were leaving Mandy told me to go find something in
my room that she had left for me. It was all those tapes"
He looked at me really hard and said, "Why did she do
that?"
I thought about it for a few seconds, then I said, "She
said she wanted me to watch them. She said I needed to
see what ... you were so mad about. Plus, I think they
got a plan or something ... maybe I got some ideas ...but
I don't know what it all might be ... only that they seem
to not be so worried or upset ... does that make sense to
you?"
He sipped his coffee and said, "Maybe, I am not sure ...
what is on that tape ... that one." He pointed at the
tape I had in my hand.
I said, "Well, I am not sure what it contains ... I mean
all of it ... I have only seen a minute or two of it ..."
He looked like he was about to explode, but took several
deep breaths, then he asked, "Where did you get it?"
I started to tell him what I had told him before, that it
was on my car seat, but I knew that he would ask enough
questions to see that I was not telling him the truth. I
looked at him and said, "I got it at ... Lisa's ... I
went over there while you were passed out ... I was
worried and concerned for them too, you know?"
He looked at me and asked again, "What have you seen of
it?"
I said, "Well, I watched about 3 minutes of it ... it has
you ... and ..."
He jumped up from the chair and threw his coffee cup
across the room. It hit the wall with a thundering crash
and a million tiny slivers of glass flew all over the
room. He screamed, "That Goddamn Bitch, I am going to
kill the fucking whore!"
I was sure that he was talking about Mom and I said, "Hey
... you might not love Mom any more ... or the girls ..."
That was as far as I got, he yelled at me, "Shut the fuck
up ... you don't understand ... I love Bev as much as
ever ... its that fucking Lisa ... the whore ... that I
want to kill!"
I was unable to say anything, a whole new twist suddenly
was added to the already totally fucked up perspective I
had of the mess we were all caught in.
He said, "It was that bitch ... that messed up bitch ...
that started all of this ... before you were born."
I just sat there my mind running a thousand miles an hour
wondering what the hell I had missed. I could not believe
what I was hearing and there was just nothing in my
experiences that would let me comprehend what he was
eluding to.
I said, "Dad, what the hell are you talking about ...
Lisa ... I don't understand at all ..."
He said, "Of course not, all the really important stuff
happened before you were born, before you were part of it
... but you are part of it now... anyway I have always
thought you ... and the rest of the kids ... are all part
of it anyway."
I just could not keep quite and said, "Maybe you better
tell me about it."
He looked at me with a seriously stressed out look in his
eyes, I could see that he was having as hard a time
formulating his thoughts as I was.
He said, "The beginning ... where the heck is the
beginning ...?"
I figured I might as well let him know what I had learned
during the day and I said, "Well, I know a little bit ...
that all us kids ... well we are test tube babies ...at
least that is what Boo and ... and Lisa told me. Is that
true?"
He kind of shrugged his shoulders and said, "Might as
well start there I guess."
He told me the following story:
In his words he said:
I met your mother, Beverly, while we were in college. She
was a lovely young girl, so beautiful, innocent, sweet,
... I think I loved her the first time I saw her ... yet
she was so quiet and shy that she hardly would say two
words to any one, especially me. I was a grad student and
also working at the university in the research programs.
I met her in a class she was taking and I was acting as
the professor's assistant. Over that semester, because of
that class, we spent a lot of time together. I found a
way to get her to talk to me, all it took was to act
concerned about her interests and to offer to help her
learn more.
She was a pre-med student, I was a pharmacy major,
actually a grad student then. She was in a class that I
was involved with. She was studying drugs, specifically
those that were being developed for female reproductive
problems, they are now called fertility drugs. She wanted
to know everything about the new processes and programs,
then all new developments that we were working on to
assist women who wanted to have children but could not.
During the year I learned a lot about your mother. Most
importantly I learned that she could not have children.
Of course to me, it was not that important, but to her,
it just consumed her, she was totally obsessed by the
idea of helping women have children. At first I thought
she was just an over serious student, someone caught up
in a deep desire to help others, and maybe even herself,
have a family.
One day when we were doing case studies about couples who
had successfully produced children she had an attack,
maybe it was anxiety, maybe it was depression, or maybe
it was just the stress she had herself under. Anyway, she
kind of broke down and told me about herself. More than I
expected her to, but not as much as, well, maybe she
should have. She never even mentioned that she had a
sister at the university too.
She was crying and was just in terrible condition. I
could see that she was embarrassed to be in the
classroom, so I asked her come to the professor's office.
I sat with her for a long time, we were in the outer
office area. The receptionist who sometimes worked for
the professor was not there so we had the office to
ourselves.
She told me the details of her life as a child and what
her adopted father, "THE DOCTOR", she called him, had
done to "HELP" her. I just sat and listened to the long
and very heart rending story she told. I stayed with her
until the class was almost over and I had to hurry back
and tell everyone to clean up for the day.
When I got back to the office she had curled up on the
couch and was sleeping. At first I did not know what to
do with her. Before I had left to release the class she
had gained control of her emotions, but was clearly
totally exhausted and need a lot of rest. So I just let
her sleep and went to the inner office to do some paper
work and collate the results from the latest research
experiments, which I had to do everyday.
The university had a computer and I used it a lot, mostly
for the statistical studies of the research and also to
communicate with the other universities around the
country who were also doing similar work. I worked until
way late that evening, almost 10:00 PM before I got to
tired to continue.
She was still sleeping soundly on the couch in the outer
office. She looked like an angel lying there on the
lumpiest couch in the world. I watched her for a long
time, probably 15 minutes before I decided it was
necessary to wake her. I think it was those few short
minutes during which I feel absolutely totally in love
with her. Maybe it was her attitude, maybe it was her
personality, or maybe I just felt really sorry for her
and for some reason decided that I could help her. It was
both the best time and worst time of my whole life, even
now.
I finally laid my hand on her shoulder and gave her a
couple of light shakes. She opened her eyes and looked at
me. There was a little panic in her expression, I think I
surprised her. She sat up and ran her fingers through her
hair and told me that she had not meant to go to sleep. I
told her that it was ok that she was so tired and the
body's reaction to stress was to shutdown by going to
sleep.
It was dark in the room now, the sun having long since
gone down. She looked at me and glanced at the clock on
the wall, it was well after 10:00 PM. She got up and
stumbled around the room like she was looking for
something. I asked her what it was she needed. She said
she was looking for her stuff. I had not thought about
her stuff in the classroom, but I figured it was still in
there. So I told her we could go check and see if it was
still on her lab table.
We went to the classroom. The maintenance staff or
security had locked the door, but I had my key and we
opened the door and went inside. Her stuff was still
exactly where she had left it, books open and everything.
I watched her as she gathered it up. She came back to
where I was standing and told me it had been really nice
of me to put up with her babbling. I looked at her and
said that anytime she wanted to talk or needed my help
that I would be happy to do what ever she wanted me to
do.
She smiled at me and said that I could walk her to the
parking lot to her car. I followed along behind. We did
not talk all the way out to the car. When we got there
she asked me if I wanted a ride somewhere. I was staying
on campus in one of the graduate apartments and told her
that I could walk there probably quicker than she could
take me.
She told me that she would like for me to ride with her.
So I did. She had a pretty nice car, for a student that
is. A Toyota that was just a few years old, but it
started right up and we drove out of the parking lot. I
told her where to take me. As we drove over to the
housing area she sat kind of straight up in the drivers
seat and kept glancing at me, like there was something on
her mind. I kept glancing at her too.
When we got to the housing area, she pulled up in front
of the duplex that I lived in and shut off the engine of
the car. I got the message that she really did not want
to be alone, so I asked her if she would like to come in
for a coke and sandwich; something to eat, whatever I had
in the refrigerator.
She hesitated for a long second, I could see the
indecision running through her. I moved to get out of the
car. Figuring that if she could not make a quick decision
that she probably would not come in. As I got out I
wished her a good night and that I hoped to see her
again, if nowhere but in class. I closed the door and
started walking up the short sidewalk to the door. Just
as I got to the entry door, I heard the door of a car
shutting. She was out of the car and hurrying around it.
She had made her decision.
I waited for her at the door. We went in the little
apartment, it had a small study area where I had a big
desk that I had gotten from the local thrift store, a
small kitchenette in the same room and a bedroom with a
bathroom, nothing fancy, purely functional. It was great
for what I needed, just a place to crash for a few hours
of much needed sleep and to occasionally burn the
midnight oil to get a rush job done. By the time I meet
Bev, I was hardly ever did anything there but sleep. I
spent most of my time at the university hall where we did
the research.
When I first went to work as a research assistant, I
thought I would spend a lot more time at the apartment
than I did. So I had asked to have a terminal installed
in the apartment. The professor I worked for was a heck
of a nice guy and he took care of it. Initially I did
spent a lot of late nights at that computer. However, I
felt like I was in a dungeon and just out of necessity to
keep my sanity I gravitated toward the hall, research lab
and the professor's office. It became a common part of
our relationship to spend a lot of time every night going
through the computer and looking at the results of the
research being done at the university.
That first night, I went to the kitchen and rummaged in
the refrigerator. I had a few things, bread, peanut
butter and cokes, but that was about it. I ate most of my
meals in the faculty lounge and only had the stuff to
keep the midnight munches under control. I sat it all out
and she fixed herself something.
I was not hungry at all. I was just excited that I had
finally been able to get her alone. I did not know what
to do, I mean was not sure if I should make a pass at
her, or just let her stay as long as she wanted and just
be a gentlemen. She brought her food over to the study
area and put in on the desk edge, I had two chairs and
she took one of them. I sat down at the desk in the other
and watched her as she ate.
She asked me what it was like to be a professor. I
realized then that she thought I was the professor. I
laughed and said I did not know since I was not one. She
looked at me kind of funny like I was joking with her. I
explained to her that I was only a student assistant,
just a grad student, working on a master in pharmacology.
That I intended to be a pharmacist, just the guy at the
drug store who filled the little bottles with stuff that
someone else told me to put in them. She thought that I
was being funny, but I wasn't. That is really what I
wanted to do back then but she and well mostly Lisa
caused all that to change. It was at the end of that year
when I decided to work on being a research scientist,
which meant I had to get more than a master degree.
I sat there watching her eat her food and wondering what
to talk about. She solved my dilemma by asking me a lot
of questions about me, where I was from, who my parents
were what they did, all about me. I answered them, mostly
in shortened versions of my life, but she was getting to
know me, and relaxing more and more. We laughed and
talked about the university and what it meant to both of
us. I asked a few questions about her and she answered
them. I stayed away from the traumatic things she had
told me earlier, worried that I would upset her again. We
discovered a lot about each other, especially that we had
a lot of common interests. Our interests were similar,
but the reasons were a lot different. She actually was
studying to be a doctor and wanted to specialize in
reproductive areas, to help people have families. I was
in school because I wanted to make a good living. At
first she was upset that the only reason I was there was
to get a good job making a lot of money and she told me
so. I was as surprised at her and told her that all the
things that motivated her are things that never really
seemed so important to me because I had never experienced
them.
That made her real serious for a while and she began to
talk more about her upbringing and the "DOCTOR" and her
mother. She talked about both of them with such venom and
hate I could not believe it. I told her that too and she
got kind of mad at me. I thought she was going to leave,
she stood up and marched around the room. Finally I had
to tell her that I did not understand a lot of it and it
would take me awhile to do so. She was still fuming at
me, but I think she understood that I was willing to look
at things from her perspectives anyway.
We talked way on into the early morning. I don't think
either one of us really cared what time it was, however,
about 2:30 AM she got a concerned look on her face and
started picking up stuff, the bread and peanut butter. I
figured she was going to leave soon and I did not want to
look like I was trying to keep her there, even though I
really did not want her to leave.
She kept fiddling with the small stuff and hanging around
like she wanted me to do something. She even cleaned the
small sink in the kitchen, even though we had not used
it. I told her it was getting late or more appropriately
early and she made a move to the door. I blurted out that
she did not have to leave that she could sleep in the
bedroom and I would sleep on the floor next to the desk,
I had an old sleeping bag that I carried around with me.
Even then I loved to escape by going camping and had a
few things that I took with me when I did.
She told me that I did not have to sleep on the floor
that I could sleep on the bed with her, but I had to be a
good boy and let her sleep. We both laughed at that. She
got a stressed look in her eye and slumped down in the
chair again. I just automatically sat down with her. My
whole body was kind of shivering and shaking and I hoped
she did not see it. I was so excited that she was going
to stay I was literally on cloud nine.
She continued to act kind of glum for a while, not saying
a word. I realized that there was something else she
wanted to tell me. I asked her what was on her mind and
she said she needed to call and tell her roommate that
she would be staying out all night. I said she could use
my phone. I did have a phone, it was provided the
university, heck I was so poor I could never have paid
for it. The university provided it since I needed it to
log on the university computer. She still acted glum
about it. I asked her what the problem was and then she
told me that her roommate was actually her sister.
I was curious about that since she had told me she was
adopted and said so. She still looked glum for a long
time like there was something else she was really afraid
to tell me. I just sat and waited for her to make a move.
She got a determined look in her eyes and stood up. I
pointed to the phone and she walked around the desk to
where the regular phone was and picked up and dialed. She
held the phone to her ear and looked at me. When it was
picked up on the other end the noise must of hurt her ear
because she jerked it away from her head and stared at
it. I could hear the high-pitched sound of loud music
coming over the phone. She held the phone in front of her
mouth and yelled at it. The loud sound disappeared and
she held it to her ear. She told the person on the other
end that she was not coming home that she was at a
friends house studying. The person on the other end
wanted to discuss it but she told them that she had to go
and simply hung up the phone on them.
She had a triumphant look in her eyes and I could see
that she was doing something she had probably never done
before or at least she was doing something against the
wishes of the other person.
She looked at me and saw that I was concerned and she
said that she would take care of it later. I told her
that I did not want to get her in trouble. She laughed at
me and said that she was an adult, her parents were no
longer around and she could make up her own mind. I just
smiled at her and she laughed at me.
We made no move to call it a night. We continued to talk
and laugh about our experiences at the university and how
much fun we were having. She told me that she was happy
that I had made the effort to talk to her and help her in
class. That she did not have a lot of friends and did not
really go out at all.
I asked her about her sister and for a long moment I was
not sure she was going to tell me anything. She then told
me a few things that were a little bit of shock. She said
that like her, that her sister was also an adopted child,
the DOCTOR had adopted both of them because of serious
health problems that their parents had. She said that
both she and her sister's natural fathers died because of
genetically inherited disease. The DOCTOR, their eventual
father by adoption, had been the physician for their
fathers. Both were adopted when they were just small
infants and that neither had ever seen their natural
parents.
Both of them had been tested for genetic traits and she
and her sister were carriers of the same disease, which
killed their fathers. This meant that if they had
children of their own there was a high probability, maybe
a much as 50/50, the disease would be passed to any male
children they had. That was the reason the DOCTOR had
given them for making it so that neither could have
children. Also that the disease usually only attacked the
males, seldom if ever did a female get it, but that the
female children, if she or her sister had any, would
probably never develop the symptoms of the disease, just
be carriers of the disease.
I was very curious about all of it and she saw my
questioning looks. She told me that the disease they
carried in their genes, is what is called a recessive
genetic trait which meant that there was a very low
probability that female children would have the actual
disease, but a higher one that male children will. We
talked about it for a long time.
I realized from that conversations that she was pretty
much obsessed with her condition. I just did not realize
then how much it would impact the rest of our lives. Yes,
I was totally infatuated with her. I was scared, worried,
terribly interested in her and thought that I could help
her with what she wanted to learn. I helped her too,
probably more than I should have and in ways that were
then and even now, unethical.
She spent that night and many, many, many more at my
place. She was interested in what I was working on and I
told her most of it. The part that interested her most
was the studies that we were doing on drugs and their
effects on egg fertilization. Not only did the university
have a nationally funded effort of it's own, we also had
access to almost every database in the country that was
involved in the research, all the university ones anyway.
When we first started spending so much time together,
which was in her second year of school and my first year
as a grad assistant, we both knew very little about the
whole process. She was just an undergraduate and I was
just a glorified data entry person. I had a BS degree in
Pharmacology, but she had only her intense drive to
learn. Between the two of us, combined with the classes
available to her, we taught each other a lot. We learned
and learned and learned, maybe we knew as much as anybody
in the country. Sometimes I thought even more, since we
had so much information and from so many sources.
In her senior year, emphasis began to shift away from
laboratory animal research and more toward human
subjects. In the beginning there were a number of
techniques, some simple, such as just collecting eggs
from the female, putting the eggs back into her womb and
injecting donor semen. There was even a program, a super
complex process, of totally test-tube grown zygotes or
fetus.
Then all the human rights people got wind of what we were
doing and the crap hit the fan. Most of the totally out
of womb processes were severely restricted. So many
restrictions that we almost stopped all efforts at
external egg fertilization, in a test tube.
Anyway during the short time when we did not work on the
external methods there was still a lot of effort put into
the other methods. Most of these methods involved helping
the natural methods of fertilization, women were given
drugs to induce egg production and men with low sperm
counts were also included in the drug programs. We had
some success and some failure, but all in all we
contributed at lot to the current practices.
During one research effort we had to find a number of
female subjects that were sterile. Most desirable were
females that had to have their ovaries removed but were
otherwise perfectly normal. Ovaries are removed for a
number of different reasons, maybe the subject had
cancer, or they had major infections or cysts that caused
their system to be dysfunctional or just birth defects.
As you know your mother is just such a person, other than
the fact that she also is a carrier of the disease her
father died from. In some ways that made her a better
candidate for the program than if she had been totally
normal, just sterile.
As you can imagine, when the announcement was made that
we needed women like that, she was wildly excited. I
tried to talk her into waiting to see how successful the
programs would be, but nothing I could do would change
her mind.
So in the final decision she did what she wanted to do
and that was volunteer for the program. That was when the
real problems came up, first was they wanted only married
women and they initially rejected her application. Second
was that she was a student, they did not want to take
students. Then they wanted all candidates to have special
counseling, and that was the biggest concern of all, and
in the end almost got her rejected.
She was so obsessed at being accepted that she and I had
to do some things that we probably regretted for a long
time, but over time the regrets went away for me anyway.
We got married, even though we had never slept together.
Yes, that does sound strange, she had been spending so
much time at my place, we had known each other for over
two years, everything would have made any normal person
think that we were sleeping together, but we didn't.
Us getting married really worried me, I mean there were a
lot of things that I did not know, but I found them all
out. What I found out almost made me not marry her.
There is a lot to the story about how she and I decided
to get married other than the fact that the study
required it. I had not met Lisa until after we decided to
get married. Bev and I had a lot of long discussions
about the idea and we both came to accept that we could
get married and then divorced if things did not work out.
Sure I was excited by the idea that I would finally get
her to bed, she was such a fabulously beautiful girl,
heck, what man would not love the idea. We had it all
worked out, between us, and then Lisa got involved. Until
then I was just excited and the full impact of what I was
getting into did not hit me until I met Lisa.
We met at my place. There was no way that I could get Bev
to take me over to her place. In the whole time we had
been together I had never met Lisa or ever been invited
to where they were staying.
The first time we met it was like I was meeting Bev's
mother. Lisa came across as being the one to make all the
decisions and we were supposed to do exactly what she
wanted us to. That first time I mostly just sat and
listened to the two of them discuss things.
One topic that kept coming up over and over again was
Lisa's concern about them. Lisa kept asking over and
over, "What about us?" Several times Bev had simply
ignored her and went on like it was not important. I
thought that Lisa's concern was about their situation, I
mean, the way they shared everything in their lives.
Housing, cars, food, bank accounts, and all the other
things that a family usually has in common.
I did try a couple of times to assure Lisa that the
relationship between her and Bev would not change. Every
time I said something about them Lisa gave me a look that
would freeze the balls off a hockey player. After about
my third time to make things ok with Lisa, she looked at
me and said, "You don't know what we are talking about,
so shut up!"
I did not say anything else the entire time she was
there. Heck, I was afraid to. I realized that what ever
was being discussed that I had to know more and that I
would not get it from Lisa.
So I waited until Lisa left. I tried to be diplomatic
about it. I asked Bev what all the crap with Lisa was
about. At first she would not talk about it. Finally, way
late in the evening, when it became very clear to Bev
that I would not go through with the marriage idea unless
she told me, she got mad and told me most of what caused
me to have a lot of misgivings and produced all the
regrets.
You got to remember that most, no all of it, was
happening during the late 1970's and early 1980's, I am
talking about between Bev and me. The stuff she told me
about Lisa and her, well I guess that had been going on
for a long time before, perhaps even as early as their
childhood.
Bev made a very rational story out of something that I am
sure is not rational at all, at least not now. Bev told
me that they were not related genetically. Legally, under
law, maybe they were, but they had never really checked
into it. I accepted that as being true since they were
both adopted children. She explained that even though
"The Doctor" and their mother took good care of them,
making sure that all their physical needs, food, shelter
and other needs were satisfied that they never really
loved them.
That made me curious and I asked her to explain. She got
really depressed and told me that they never really loved
them. Not the way other parents loved their kids. I asked
her how she knew this and she said that they just knew.
They were treated different from how other kids parents
treated their kids, that the doctor never once in his
entire life did he ever hug them and tell them he cared
for them. Their mother treated them more as house guests,
long term ones, but still as house guests.
I got the idea that the two of them just never felt the
love and said that maybe it was just because of the
generation that her parents were from. That made her mad
again and she told me that her parents did have kids,
kids of their own. I was shocked and she saw it. She kept
on going telling me that the real kids were much older,
like 20 years old when both she and Lisa were brought
into the house. The older kids were loved, they got
hugged, kissed and told how much they were loved, but we
never got that treatment, never.
I felt really bad about what she was saying and I told
her. She got brave then and told me about how she and
Lisa had decided that since their parents did not love
them that they had to love each other. I liked that, I
mean the two of them were actually making up for the lack
of love from their parents by loving each other and I
told her.
She said that in the beginning it was just two little
girls who made up for the lack of love from the adults in
their lives by loving each other. I was a little clued in
by that and it dawned on me that there was a type of
relationship that I had not expected. Bev must of saw the
look of awareness on my face because she told me that
what I was thinking was true.
I still could not accept it and I made her tell me all of
it. She told me a lot of things that I never thought
possible, but I was so shocked I guess I just accepted
it. When she finished her story I still had a thousand
questions but I was unable to think of anything to ask.
She asked me what I thought, being in such a state, I
said that I guess that I could adjust to the way it had
been. She got super serious over that and said that
things between she and Lisa probably would never change.
I was in such a state of confusion that I did not realize
what she was saying, not at that time, but later it was
made clear to me.
The whole situation became clear the next time that Lisa
came over to my place. From the very beginning of that
visit it was clear to me that Bev had told Lisa that I
knew about them. I still had not fully realized the depth
of the whole situation, but after that visit it was clear
as a bell.
I had another long discussion with Bev after Lisa left. I
wanted a lot of questions answered and I told Bev that if
she did not give good answers that I would not go through
with the marriage. I got straight answers. The most
important answer I got was that if we got married would
she sleep with me. She said of course she would. I made
it clear to her that I did not want to marry a lesbian.
She got all upset at my using that word and told me she
was not a lesbian.
I was not all that convinced and told her so. She looked
really serious for a long time before she answered me.
She told me that she had never slept with a man. I was
shocked, I could not believe that she could have sex with
Lisa and not have sex with a man, especially if she was
going to marry me. But the way she looked at me and the
way she said it made me realize that she was telling me
the truth.
So I asked her if she was having sex with Lisa and she
had never had sex with a man, how did she know she was
not a lesbian. She just said that she was not a lesbian,
that sex with a man had always excited her, just that she
had never really had the chance to do it.
I told her that I had been around for over two years now
and that I would have loved to have sex with her. She
looked at me with a very grave look on her face and she
said that she had never had sex with me because she loved
me too much. At first I did not know what to say. So I
just shook my head and waited for her to continue. She
told me that she had wanted to have sex with me from the
very beginning, then we got so caught up in all the
studies that it just seemed inappropriate for her to do
it.
I was not sure exactly what to say but I did manage to
tell her that I had wanted to have sex with her too. She
got really quiet and said that we could do it anytime I
wanted to.
That night we started having sex and she was as good at
it as I had hoped. To a great extent everything we did
after that was because we had such great sex.
We got married about a week later. The school would still
not allow her to be a student and participate in the
study, so she just dropped out, withdrew from every class
and took an incomplete for the year.
The counseling was the toughest part. Apparently someone
knew about her and Lisa or maybe Lisa who was still dead
set against the whole situation had told someone. All we
knew was that the school knew all about it. If we had not
done some really unacceptable things Bev would not have
been allowed in the program.
What we did was to use the computer terminal that I had
to get into the database of candidates and change some
things. We got some of the other candidates turned down
because of things that they supposedly had done. Like
drug use, I mean changed things to say that they had
tested positive for marijuana and even said a couple of
them showed dishonest characteristics, nothing that would
ever get back to the candidate, but things that meant
automatic disqualification.
When a person volunteered to participate in the research
program, other than an initial interview to introduce
them to the project, no one involved in the effort knew
them. That is a requirement of science. Science like
Justice is blind. There is always a lot of concern that
if someone involved in a research project knows the
individuals involved then data could be interpreted to
save embarrassment or because you like the person, there
are literally hundreds of reasons that people have
contaminated research programs.
So to prevent these human problems, other than the
initial interviews, which were actually done by a special
group set up by the university. None of us directly in
the research program were involved in the interview and
selection process. We never knew the names of the people
selected to be in the program, that includes the females
and males. Oh yeah, we did have male participants who
were the sperm donors and females that were egg donors
and then the females that were selected to be the
recipients of the fertilized egg.
About these egg and sperm donors, they were also
volunteers, but they were from a special group. All were
solicited donors. None were openly solicited, meaning we
did not go out and just ask for volunteers from the
general population, like we did for the group that Bev
was in. See what I mean here is that we wanted to use
eggs and sperm from special people. People that were for
one reason or another outstanding specimens of humanity.
That almost got us in trouble too. The human rights
people went crazy, accusing us of selective breeding.
They accused of us of trying to create pedigreed human
beings. The only thing that kept the programs from being
cancelled then and there was that by the time the human
rights people found out about it we were well into the
program and it was to late to change.
So what Bev and I had to do to get her into the program
probably would have caused the cancellation the whole
program. She was rejected because of her less than
truthful answers about her life with Lisa. She was
rejected again because of psychology studies, they
determined that she would not accept failure of the
program very well. Keep in mind that not only did we have
the actual females that we inseminated, we also had a
control group who participated in the entire program,
including all the procedures, except they were not
implanted.
That was necessary to evaluate all the physiological
affects of the process, especially the invasive
procedures used. We had to know how the procedures
affected them in a physical way, even though they did not
get pregnant.
That was another thing that we had to find out. Bev was
just so obsessed by the whole idea that she would not
consider the possibility that she was in the control
group. She was fortunate that she was never in the
control group. But she still insisted that we find out
for sure.
OK, so we did a lot of things, probably all of them bad.
We changed other people's status in the program, we
changed Bev's status, we figured out so many of the
details that we knew each and every participant, and
there were 50 of them.
We could have gotten into serious trouble if even one
little item of what we did ever came out.
Once I even suggested to her that I try to get into the
sperm donor area of the research. She threw such a fit
that I immediately dropped the idea. But it, now I wish
that I had.
During the course of the research the fertilization
participants, like Bev, were implanted a maximum of four
times. The first series of implantations were a total
failure across the entire group. None of them accepted
the zygote, which is what a fertilized egg is called
scientifically.
We knew a lot about the requirements or conditions the
female must be under to get natural fertilization to
occur. For instance certain hormonal conditions must
exist within her body before any women will conceive
naturally. We attempted to achieve these conditions with
drugs, but in the beginning we knew very little about the
doses and things like that. We also learned that
different women have different systematic requirements
when it comes to hormones.
To achieve the correct bodily condition required each
women to be treated independently. Doses had to be
tailored to each one of them. We did not really know that
in the beginning, we just gave everyone the same drug
doses and waited a couple of days to see how things
developed and then implanted.
After the first go round we dropped back and began an
intensive study of each one of them and on the second
round we got a one or two that were successful. Bev was
not in that group, but she was excited by it, heck we all
were.
Bev knew that she would only be implanted four times and
after the failures of the second round to produce
adequate or acceptable results, she got really worried
that we would not achieve her goal for her.
We were still learning and on the third round we got
nearly a 50% take of those we implanted, again Bev was
not one of the ones to take.
On the fourth and last round of fertilizations we again
achieved nearly 50%, and Bev got her wish, we got you.
Over all the program was determined to be a success, we
got results that far exceeded what we thought we would
get, more than 30 of the women in the group achieved
fertilization and then carried the baby full term.
Of course once the program was over, all the control
group individuals were informed that they had not been
fertilized and were all given a chance to participate in
the next studies.
The story about the rest of the kids is similar, but
different in some ways. Since we already had one child,
you, the continued participation in the various research
programs was made much easier for us. After your birth
and the obvious happiness that it brought Bev, she was
invited to participate, almost anyway.
We continued to watch the data collected from the various
programs. We had all the codes, the ones used to obscure
the results about specific individuals, so more of just
curiosity than anything we continued to watch the
individual results. Also in many ways the philosophy of
the programs began to shift.
In the beginning we were developing and testing the
techniques of egg fertilization. We all thought that the
greatest challenge would be to get the egg fertilized
outside the womb and successfully transferred to the
subject female. In many respects we were wrong about
that.
We discovered an astonishing amount of information that
was individually specific. All the things about the
individuality of hormone effects on women. None of us
expected the hormone treatments to have to be so
individually specific. We thought that we would come up
with a miracle pill, a single dose of hormones that when
taken by a female would make all the necessary conditions
occur to allow her to be easily inseminated with a
fertilized egg. We were totally incorrect about that.
What we ultimately came up with was not a single pill,
but a program of therapy, individually designed and
implemented. We discovered that most women would require
several months of treatments before they would be in the
perfect condition to allow implantation to be successful.
Medicine in practical application has to be successful
for a very large percentage of the population before it
becomes economical. Many of the women we worked with
required hundreds of hours of individual treatment by the
team. We realized that yes it took a finely tuned
technique to get the egg fertilized, but that would
eventually become a standard laboratory technique.
The acceptance of the zygote by the female became the
greatest of all challenges. Since no single miracle
pregnant pill seemed realistically achievable, we
abandoned the effort to produce one.
That is what had the most significant impact on
philosophy of our efforts. We had lots of meetings to
finally come up with a plan to make the treatment of the
females much more humanistic. Keep in mind that by
design, it is required that a scientific process be
totally unbiased, this ultimately means that it be less
humanistic in philosophy.
This change created huge rifts between the pure science
and practical application of the research. There were
individuals that actually cared less for the participants
in the research than they did for the results. The impact
on the efforts by these various personal philosophies of
the scientists, doctors and pharmacology people created
such differing views that lines of separation inside the
program developed. A lot of screaming and hollering
between individuals in the group resulted.
Ultimately it was these huge differences in opinion that
caused the research projects at the university to come to
an end. The purists got so upset by the introduction of
humanist perspectives that they declared the results
scientifically invalid. Of course the practical, more
humanistic group members could not argue with them, but
the results and final application to the real world spoke
much louder to humanists than did the need for valid
scientific results.
So we split off from the university and began looking for
corporate affiliation. No matter what the pure scientist
likes or dislikes, ultimately the final test of any
research comes when it becomes successful financially.
The only way that pure science data becomes practical is
when it makes money for some company and provides benefit
to the general population. So the year after you were
born a group of us from the university split off and
created a small company.
That is basically the way things happened in the early
days. A lot more needs to be told but I not now.
With those words he got really quiet and just sat looking
at the floor.
I watched him as he shook his head, wondering what he had
on his mind, but I could tell that he was not going to
say anything more about him and mom.
I had a million questions flashing through my mind most
of which I felt were to far beyond what he had already
said to ask at the present time.
I saw that his coffee cup was empty and said, "You want
some more coffee?"
His head snapped up like I had startled him. He had that
crazy look in his eyes again and I said, "Hey, calm
down!"
He jumped up from the couch and started to leave the
room.
I watched him walk across the room. I was afraid to say
anything to him. The way he walked away I knew that what
ever he had on his mind or where ever he was going was
probably not going to be good for anyone.
I looked down at my hands and saw I had placed the video
on the floor next to the chair. Sometime during his long
story I had absentmindedly placed it on the floor.
I looked at his back as he left the room, he was still in
the room with me but just barely. I said, "Hey Dad, there
is one more thing we need to talk about!"
He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at me. I
held up the videotape so he could see it.
He got a super pissed look on his face and almost ran
back across the room. As he was coming toward me he said,
"I need all those fucking things to give to the lawyer!"
I said, "You probably best watch this one before you give
any of them to him."
He looked at me with a strange kind of expression on his
face, kind of a questioning look.
I said, "This one is different than the others."
He looked at me and said, "Yeah, well I bet it is more of
those lesbian bitches fucking each other."
I said, "NO, it is of you! Remember I already told you."
He slumped down on the couch and said, "Yeah, I remember,
I am just so fucking tired, I have not slept worth a crap
since all this started."
I watched him as he rubbed his face with the palms of his
hands. He did not look anything like "MY DAD", more like
a street person, so haggard, pale and tired looking. I
sat quietly letting him get his self together. Waiting
for him to tell me what to do next.
He hardly moved for what felt like a terribly long time.
I looked at the videotape in my hands and sucked a big
breath of air and let it out with a sigh that was much
more audible than I expected with the room being so
quiet.
Dad glanced up at me and for the first time he actually
smiled at me and said, "Been a tough day ... on you to
... I imagine?"
I smiled back at him and even though the situations we
were all in were not funny, I could not keep myself from
laughing. I tried to hold the laugh back, but only
succeeded in making a strange kind of strangled sound.
Dad thought that was funny and he began to laugh too and
that set me in to a fit of laughing. He watched me
laughing, with a big smile on his face and I saw that
light he normally had in his eyes come back to his face.
The laughing slowly died off and I sat looking at him and
he looking at me. We held eye contact for a long time and
I could see the love he had for me flowing back through
him. I said, "Dad, I love you ... I don't care ... well,
not I don't care ... it's more like I love you and all
the things that have happened will never change that. In
some ways I think life is getting more interesting ...
even though it seems kind of strange." My voice kind of
trailed off and he looked at me in a very serious way.
He said, "I think I know what you mean, but there are
still a lot of things that you do not know ... things
that make a lot of what I have been doing more important
than you realize."
I said, "OK, I can accept that ... I would like to learn
about those things ... but I also know that it will take
a long time before most of the details come out ... maybe
some of them never will?"
He said, "That is true ... but if the details do not come
out ... I ... damn, maybe it will be because most of them
have actually been forgotten or lost because of the
confusion created by the ... because of how long ago most
of it happened."
I realized that he was telling me that I would probably
not be allowed to learn or hear about some of the things
that went on. For a minute I wanted to just go away, find
a place to escape all of the bullshit.
Dad must have seen the look of desolation that I felt
cross my face because he slowly stood up and walked
across the room and placed his hands on my shoulder. He
said, "Well Big Guy, we best get some rest ... I don't
know about you ... but I been awake or drunk for the past
3 days."
I looked up at him and said, "OK, I think I could go to
sleep setting right here."
I reached out to touch his arm and he grabbed my hand and
pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and
we stood hugging each other. I held him as long as he
held me, until I felt his arms began to loosen their grip
around me. We stepped apart and he looked me right in the
eye and said, "Get some rest!"
He turned and walked across the room, I followed along
behind him. He suddenly stopped and I almost bumped into
him. He started laughing again. I wondered what was so
funny. He said, "We are going the wrong direction, no
beds back there!"
It dawned on me that he was talking about where we were
going to sleep. His and Mom's room was empty since she
and the girls had taken almost everything over to Lisa's
place. I said, "What about the girl's room and my room?"
He laughed and said, "Well ... I kind of tore a few
things up ... looking for things."
He turned to look at me and I said, "I got to use the
restroom ... what about the toilet ... it still work?"
He laughed and said, "Yep, probably the only thing that
is still where it used to be."
I slipped past him and walked down the hall toward the
bathroom. I had to walk pass the door into my room I
stopped in the door. I was to astonished to walk past.
The light was on and the place was a total shambles, all
the furniture was moved around, the bed was just a big
pile of cotton. It looked like he had torn the mattress
completely apart.
I made it to the bathroom, it too was in pretty bad
shape, all the stuff from the cabinets and drawers thrown
into a big pile in the middle of the floor. Even the
drawers from the vanity were thrown on the pile. He had
certainly done a thorough job of searching the place. I
managed to wade through the mess to the toilet. It was
full of medicines, there were little empty bottles all
around the toilet bowl, most of the contents had been
dumped into the bowl, which had not been flushed.
I flushed it, for a second I thought it was going to back
up and overflow. Just as the water level got to the top
edge of the bowl the pile of pills blocking the flow gave
way and everything went down the drain with a big whoosh.
I was relieved to see it disappear, even though I had no
idea what he had thrown in the toilet.
I dropped my pants and sat down on the toilet seat.
Several of the empty bottles were close enough for me to
pick up off the floor. I sat there looking at all the
bottles, knowing that I had never seen that many bottles
of pills around the house before. We are all basically
healthy and I could not imagine who in the house would be
taking so many different drugs.
I picked up one of the bottles lying next to my foot. I
read the label, in big red letters, diagonally across the
label was the word "EXPERIMENTAL - NOT FOR HUMAN
CONSUMPTION". In smaller letters it had the name of
company Dad worked for, "SciGen," other information about
the company, a set of directions on taking the medication
and then at the very bottom was the letters, "Pgm: #3A-
3G-3Z" and finally, the word, Subject: "M-8877". It meant
nothing to me, just a bunch of gobble-gook on a medicine
bottle. I thought it was kind of strange that the bottle
would have the words not for human consumption and then
directions on taking it. I sat the first down and picked
up another bottle. It had much the same information, the
only difference was a change in the number doses per day.
I gathered as many of the bottles and read the labels as
I could reach all of them saying basically the same
thing. I was curious about the bottles, I wondered what
they might have contained and I realized that this was
just another one of those details that Dad had talked
about. Maybe if I asked he would tell me, but probably
not now.
I finished my business and then it dawned on me that I
had left the videotape in the front room. I quickly
organized my clothing and hurried back toward the front
of the house.
Dad was not in the front room. I looked around the chair
where I had been setting and the tape was gone too. On a
hunch I walked toward the door to Dad's office. He was
setting at his desk his back toward the door and watching
the TV set. He was playing the videotape. Even from
across the room I could see that he was watching a
different section of the tape than I had seen, or maybe
just more time had passed, since we had not rewound the
tape at Lisa's.
I quietly slipped into the room and stood next to his
desk, he still had not heard me. The scene on the TV was
a super close-up shot of a huge penis going into a cunt.
As the penis went in, the volume of the set was not very
loud, but I heard a sound kind of like gargling. I could
see the man's hands grab hold of the waist of the women
and hold her from pulling away from him. It was clear
that the girl was in pain, the sounds of whimpering
replaced the gargling. The girl almost screamed, she was
crying and whimpering, she said, "Oh, you are hurting me,
it hurts, I can not do it, Oh, it's hurting me real bad,
stop, please don't ...please, god you got to stop
...ahhhhhh!"
I was mesmerized by what was happening on the screen. At
the same time, I was appalled that it was happening and
the way it was happening. It was impossible for me to
understand how any man could subject another person to
such pain. For a long second I could not believe that the
man on the screen was my dad, but I knew it had to be
him.
The view on the screen held steady for a long time, much
longer than seemed necessary. I watched the penis at it
went deeper and deeper into the girl. She had stopped
trying to get away from him and was just crying and kept
saying over and over, "Please stop, it hurts so bad."
One of the man's hands turned loose of the girl's waist
and rapidly disappeared off the screen and then appeared
again. He was holding a very small bottle the top was
open. He tilted the bottle up and dumped the contents, a
white powdered, directly onto the girl's asshole. He
simple tossed the bottle away and grabbed the girl around
the waist and held on to her. What ever he put on her
took a few seconds to have an affect on her because she
had hardly moved.
She said, "Something is burning me, help me, please help
me, it burns!"
I recognized my Dad's voice when he said, "Just wait a
few seconds, it will stop burning, and the pain will
stop."
The girl did not say a word back, just continued to cry
and moan.
As I watched I could see only the girl's ass, since the
camera was still zoomed in so close. After a few seconds
some of the stress seemed to diminish in her buttocks and
I could see her spread her knees just a little. I heard a
huge sigh and she said, "I thought you were killing me,
god it hurt so bad, now it don't hurt so bad and there is
a nice warm feeling down there."
The man laughed and said, "Yeah, just wait a few more
minutes and it will be OK."
The girl, even though she was still sobbing just a
little, said, "OK".
I had not realized it until the girl started to relax
that my cock was hard as stone and was really kinked up
in my pants. I moved to make myself more comfortable and
when I did, my clothing made a rustling noise. Dad heard
me and looked back over his shoulder at me. He turned
back toward the TV and pressed the off button, but did
not stop the videotape player.
I adjusted myself so I was little more comfortable while
he had his back to me.
As the picture on the screen disappeared he turned in the
chair so that he was facing me.
He said, "Well, guess I know enough about the tape now."
I said, "OK, ... ah ... ?"
He looked at me and said, "So who gave this to you?"
I said, "Well, Boo actually gave it to me ... but I think
Lisa might have been the one to actually send it to you."
"Why do you think that?" he asked.
"Because of what went on while I was over there awhile
ago and the way Lisa acted the whole time."
He did not say anything for a long time. I could see that
he was thinking about the implications of the tape. While
he was thinking I eased over and sat down on the couch
across the room.
He sat for long time, rubbing his face and running his
hands through his hair.
He finally looked at me and said, "Changes my plans a
lot, but still I have to do what I have to do."
I said, "OK, so what do you have to do ... more
importantly ... to me anyway ... is what do WE have to
do?"
He looked at me kind of funny and said, "Well, I am in
deep shit, not just because of this tape ... I mean ...
sure I did that to the girl, hell I don't even remember
her name ... Cynthia ... Sandy ... something like that."
I said, "Her name is Cindy."
He said, "Yeah, right ... I remember now ... she was so
sweet ... she was Mandy's friend ... or something."
I said, "Yes that is right too ... you know ... don't ...
shit, do you know how old she was ... or what Mandy says
about her age?"
He looked at me and said, "I really don't know how old
she is ... or was ... that was a couple years ago ..."
I said, "Mandy said that Cindy was 14 when the video was
taken ... you did not know that ... I mean crap Dad ...
she was so small ... look at her ... she is just a
little-bitty girl ..."
He got a kind of mad look on his face and said, "You do
not know all the story ... I did not know about this tape
...ah, shit."
I guess he realized then that it did not matter that the
tape even existed. What really mattered was that he had
done it at all.
He got a really hard look on his face and said, "Still it
does not change anything, I am still going to fuck that
bitch, I am going to get her out of my fucking life once
and for all!"
He did not have to tell me who he was talking about, from
everything he had said before it was very clear to me he
was talking about Lisa.
I said, "What about Mom and the girls?"
He said, "I never wanted them to leave ... your Mom has
been a basket case for years ... all the drugs and shit
we did to her ... I wanted to do the right thing years
ago ... get rid of Lisa I mean ... but your Mom would
never agree to anything that got Lisa out of our lives."
I looked at him and realized that there was a lot of
things I did not understand and perhaps I never would. He
seemed to want to keep us together as a family, but he
was so warped out over Lisa that he was not fully
rational.
I said, "Let's get some rest, I am falling asleep right
here."
He said, "Good idea, but I don't think I can sleep. You
just lean back right there on the couch."
I said, "I will lay down, but only if you will too."
He had that deep sad look in his eyes again. He was
obviously so spaced out that he was nearly insane.
I said, "Look, if we are going to get this all
straightened out you got to be rested. If you keep this
up ... I mean ... and no offense ... man you look like
shit."
He kind of shrugged his shoulders and started to ignore
me. I said, "Look asshole, if we are going to save
anything, anything at all, we got to be in good shape,
mentally and physically."
He got a kind of pissed look in his eyes. I had never
before used such strong words with him, but they did seem
to get his attention.
I said, "Now get your ass over there on the other couch
and let's get some rest!"
He glanced around the room like it was a prison cell and
he was looking for an escape route.
I said, "Come on Dad, get some rest. I love you and I am
going to need your help and you need mine. Please come
over here and lay down."
He looked like a little lost boy for a second. He said,
"OK ... guess I could rest a little while."
He stood up and began to walk across the room. He looked
out the door of the office in to the house and said,
"Maybe I should go turn out the lights and ..."
I did not let him get any further. I hopped up and walked
over to him, took his hand and kind of lead him to the
other couch. I said, "Lay down, I'll go do everything
that needs to be done."
He dropped on to the couch in a setting position. I had
to push him backward to get him lay down on the couch.
I grabbed the comforter off the back of the couch and
spread it over him and took one of the pillows off the
floor and placed it under his head. Once he was all
comfortable and looked like he was not going to try and
get up, I said, "Stay there, I will be right back."
I hurried out of the room, glancing backward as I exited
the room, I could see him just lying there motionless,
eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling. He looked stiff
as a board, but he stayed in a reclining position.
I made a quick trip all around the house turning out
lights, looking at things to make sure that they were in
a safe location, closing doors, and just looking at the
terrible mess the house was in. The last thing I did was
step out on the back porch and check the stuff he had
tried to burn. As I walked out on the porch I could see
just the first rays of bright sunshine as old sol peaked
his head up bringing on the new day.
The pile of stuff was a soggy messy, nothing burning or
even smoldering. I looked at all the stuff wondering why
he thought he had to burn it.
I turned and went back in, closing and locking the door
behind me.
I moved on toward the office and the feeling of
exhaustion hitting me to the bone. I looked at Dad. He
was snoring loudly. I walked over and looked down right
on him. I loved the guy, no doubt about it, but there
were a lot of things that I had to know before I could
help him. I was not at all sure that I could help, but I
had to try.
I walked over and flopped on the other couch and pulled
the comforter over me. I don't think I had time to have a
single thought pass through my head before I was asleep.
Chapter 9 - Party Time
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I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It must have
been ringing for a while before I heard it because it
stopped making it's god-awful noise before I could get up
off the couch to answer it. I glanced at the other couch
Dad was gone. No telling where he was or what he was
doing. I shook my head sadly as I realized that I did not
know how long Dad had slept since he was already gone. I
hoped he'd gotten enough sleep to be able to think things
through before he did anything crazy.
My bladder felt like a beach ball I had to take a leak so
bad and I slowly wobbled my way out of the office headed
toward the bathroom. As I walked across the office I
noticed the big digital clock on the back bar of Dad's
desk, it said, 3:30 in big red numbers, it had to be
afternoon since I had not passed out on the couch until
well after that time this morning. I had slept most of
the day away. I got a little concerned that I had been
out so long, no telling what the heck had happened while
I was dead to the world.
I looked in each room as I passed them on my way to the
back bathroom. The whole house just felt different, like
I was not at my home but in someone else's. As I was
passing by the boy's room I noticed that some of the
things, which earlier had been strewn around the room,
had been piled up in the middle of the room. The mattress
was gone; all the cotton stuffing that had been ripped
out was also cleaned away. I guessed that Dad had figured
that he should straighten things up a little before he
went anywhere.
Then again, he could still be looking for more of the
tapes and decided to make a neat and clean approach to
the process.
I made it to the bathroom and surprisingly it was not in
the same shape as the rest of the house.
Once I finished taking a leak I looked in the shower. All
the soap, shampoo and other stuff were still exactly as
it normally was. I decided to take a quick shower and
began to strip off the clothes that I had now worn for
over two days straight.
The hot water felt great and I took a long shower, trying
desperately to wash all the bad happenings from the past
24 hours out of my mind. It sure seemed to me that the
last few hours had been the longest of my entire life. I
lingered in the shower for considerably longer than I
normally did. Finally when I noticed the skin on my hands
starting to turn into prunes I flipped the hot water off,
thinking I best get back into the world.
I got out of the shower dried off on one of the big
towels that we all loved, wrapped it around me and was
just soaping up my face to shave off the scruff when the
phone started ringing again. We had phones in almost
every room in the house, including in all the bathrooms.
I quickly rinsed the soap off my face. The phone rang
twice before I picked it up.
I said, "Hello".
No one said anything back.
I felt really strange and I started to hang up the phone
but decided to give who ever was calling one more chance,
so I said, "Hello, this is David. Is anyone there?"
I heard some noise in the background, like someone was
scurrying around maybe walking around with the phone or
maybe they had me on a speakerphone and it was picking up
the background noise.
I said, "OK, I can hear you making noise, you might as
well answer me!"
Still no one said a thing. But I could hear the sound of
excited voices in the background this time. The voices
were to low for me to understand every word, but the few
words that I did pick up were enough to tell me that the
call was being made from Lisa's house.
I just held the phone to my ear and listened to the
muffled voices from the background. There was one voice
that was a little louder than the others were and I kept
picking up a word or two every now and then, but not
enough to understand what the discussion was all about.
If they had me on the speakerphone then the person that
was talking must have been setting closest to it.
The voice that I heard was that of a female, but I was
not sure who it might be. For a second I thought it might
be Mom, just her voice was a little different because of
the stress she was under, but each time I heard it, the
more I was sure that it was not her.
Finally, in desperation, I said, "Can I speak to Boo or
Mandy, please?"
That set off a whole new set of discussions, the voices
got louder and louder and I was able to pick up a few
more words.
They were talking about Dad and I kept hearing the words,
"videotape, lawyer, life, happiness, and something about
stopping him.
Again I tried, I said, "Listen to me ... Dad has the
videotapes ... the ones that I left here ... I also gave
him the one of him and Cindy ... somebody talk to me,
please."
I guess that was enough to convince who ever was on the
phone to at least talk to me. The voice that came on the
phone was not one that I recognized, they said, "We had
hoped that you would."
I said, "This is David, who am I talking to please?"
The voice said, "A friend ... that is all that I can say
right now."
I said, "OK, Friend, may I speak to one of my family
members please?"
The voice said, "Just a second ... OK ... we are trying
to decide what is the next best step ... is Bill there?"
I said, "No, Dad is not here, he was gone when I woke up
a little while ago."
The voice then asked, "Do you know what he did with the
tapes?"
I really was not sure what he was up to, but I was not
going to tell that to someone that I did not know, so I
said, "I have some ideas ... I think I might ..."
The voice then got more insistent and said, "Look, we
have to know what he is doing!"
I was sick of talking to a total stranger, friend or foe,
and I said, "I need to talk to one of my family members,
either you put one of them on the phone or I am going to
hang up."
The voice got equally insistent and said, "Hey, we don't
need any more bullshit right now ... tell me what you
know!"
I said, "Goodbye" and hung up the phone. I thought that
if they really wanted to talk to me that they would call
back. My mind was in a total quandary as to what to do
next. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked
tired, even the normal bright sparkles in my eyes seemed
a little depressed today. The scruff on my face cast a
shadow over my features and I picked up the soap to
continue getting myself into some kind of shape.
The phone rang again, this time I had just squirted a
nice pile of foamy shaving cream into my hand. I rinsed
it off and picked up the phone on the second ring.
The person on the other end said, "David ... this Mandy
... don't hang up, please!"
A string of chill bumps like cold water thrown on me
coursed up and down my back and legs, I said, "Mandy ...
good to hear your voice ... I am in the middle of getting
a shower ... can I call you back in about 5 minutes?"
She said, "David ... we need to talk to you now!"
I said, "OK, but I am naked ... can't at least take a
minute to put on my pants?"
Mandy started laughing and I could also hear the sounds
of others laughing, so I knew then that I was on a
speakerphone. She said, "OK, OK, we all got a picture of
you in our minds now."
Then another voice came on the line, it said, "David ...
I am sorry for upsetting you a few minutes ago ... just a
lot seems to be happening today ... and we are all under
a lot stress over here."
I said, "Hi Friend" and chuckled, continuing I said, "I
understand about the stress ... I do not normally hang up
on my friends".
They all laughed at that.
Boo came on the line, she said, "Hey ... why don't you
get dressed and come over to Lisa's place?"
I said, "I can do that... take me about 10 minutes to get
my clothes on and then I can head that direction."
There was a lot of discussion going on in the background
and I waited for them to finish.
Mandy said, "OK... we'll let you go and see you in half
an hour"
I said, "Fine ...See yeah!"
Friend said, "Bye" and the phone went dead.
I hung up the darn thing and looked at myself in the
mirror. No shave for me today I thought, besides I look
kind of macho with this scruff on my face.
I had to go through the piles of stuff in the bedroom to
find some clean clothing. All that was left of my stuff
was old clothes that I usually just wore around the shop
when I was working on my old car, a pair of worn Dockers
and an old work shirt made out of, almost faded white,
sand colored denim. I found some clean underwear too.
Thank goodness Dad had not destroyed everything. All my
old shoes were still piled in the closet. I grabbed the
pair of heavy leather boots that I normally wore with the
work clothes. They felt like home to me once I got them
on.
I quickly ran a brush through my hair and observed myself
in the mirror. Other than the strain of all the bullshit
showing in my eyes, I thought I looked pretty decent.
I ran out of the bedroom headed for my car. I realized
that I had better leave some kind of note for Dad and
walked into the office. I noticed a cardboard box setting
in the middle of his desk and out of curiosity walked
over to the look inside. Taped to the top of the box was
a note. It said, in simple terms, "give this to the
bitch", no signature nothing. I opened it and looked
inside all the videotapes were in the box. Lying on top
of all the others there were two tapes, he'd put them
there for a reason, since all the others were neatly
organized in the bottom. The first one was the one that I
had given Dad the night before. The other had no label on
it. I felt sure that the no-label tape had to be the one
that Dad had discovered by accident.
But I also thought about the recording equipment and
mirrors at Lisa's. Boo or Mandy had said Dad had found it
in the "video camera". Now I was even more curious as to
why it was in the camera and whose camera was it in
anyway? Sure we had video camera around the house, but
was it in our family camera or was it in a camera that
someone had brought over from Lisa's?
I looked at the box of tapes for a second and made a
quick decision to take a few minutes and look at the
tape, or part of it anyway. Then I had second thoughts,
maybe I thought I should hurry on over to Lisa's.
I thought about it again, thinking about the situation I
was in. I had not had much time to view any of the tapes.
Heck most of what I had watched just bits and pieces, a
scene here and there, fact was the longest scene I had
watched could not have been much over 10 to 15 minutes. I
thought about the tapes in a different perspective,
wondering who had the skill to do tapes that were so well
done. Photographically they were excellent and even some
of the acting was pretty good. I had to put them on par
with some of the porno tapes the guys as school sometimes
brought in. Then I thought about my sisters, some of the
sex, especially the pleasure and lust was not actors
playing a role, they were real.
Finally what made my decision to view the no-label tape
was the extreme curiosity about what had caused all of
this to happen. So I grabbed the no-label tape out of the
box, picked up the box and sat it on the floor.
I turned on the TV and VCR and while they warmed up I
looked at the tape. It was about half wound down, so when
I put it into the machine I immediately pushed the rewind
button. I decided that I had already been dropped into
the middle of a wild sex scene by just letting the VCR go
into the play mode. It took about a minute for the tape
to fully rewind.
While the tape rewound, I looked in the center desk
drawer for a pen to write a note to Dad. Then I got
worried about leaving him a note that I was going to
Lisa's. I had to think about what to say, I did not want
to tell a huge lie to him, but should I tell him I had
gone to Lisa's?
I decided that I would just tell him I would be back
after while and not mention where I was going. So I wrote
out the message, signed it, and also wrote down the time,
after glancing at the big red clock again, it read a
couple minutes past 4:00.
I taped the note to the top of the desk.
I heard the VCR making a quite beeping noise when it got
the tape fully rewound and I spun around in the chair and
pressed play.
The tape was not what I expected it to be. From the
previous tape, when I had watched the first few minutes,
I expected there to be some kind of introduction or at
least a set-up scene. Not on this one, I was instantly
immersed in a hot sex scene between two people that I did
not know. They were in a position with the man on top
between her legs. She had her legs spread very wide, with
her knees raised. Almost the typical missionary position.
They were both very beautiful and both had very blonde
hair, so blonde it was almost white. I looked closely at
their facial features, and noticed that they looked a lot
alike, except for being a man and women they could have
easily be identical twins. The fuck scene seemed to go on
and on, much longer than I was prepared to spend watching
a tape that just showed sex.
I watched for several more minutes as the couple really
got into making love. Actually they were just fucking the
shit out of each other. I watched them go at each other
and it was sort of exciting, but still with all the
pressure that I was under from the family ordeal, I could
not really understand why dad would pitch such a fit over
these two having a go each other.
I waited for the scene to end, deciding that if there was
going to be any kind of story line to the tape maybe it
would be developed after this first scene was over. Some
of the videos I had seen before started out that way.
To this point in the video the camera had been
principally centered on the couple from about 10 feet
away, far enough that all that was shown was two people
having sex. No close-up shots of sex organs had been
shown. That began to slowly change, first focusing in on
the female's breasts. Her breasts were beautifully
proportioned, nearly perfect in size and shape, very firm
and upstanding. I thought that maybe they were implants,
but if they were they were not overly large.
The camera moved slowly down her body to about her waist
before it stopped. Then panning up to the man's body and
traveling up across his well-muscled stomach up to his
shoulders. His body was covered very fine blonde hair,
which tended to have a reddish cast to it.
The next shot was of their faces, the female was wearing
just the right amount of make-up and even with her face
twisted in the expressions of deep lust she was a beauty
to see. The man's face showed just a slight beard, maybe
a day or twos growth, about like mine, he needed a shave
but the beard just added to his macho image. I had to
admit that I thought him to be a very handsome man.
The camera flashed around to the back of the man,
focusing in on his ass, which moved rapidly back and
forth as he moved in and out of the girl. Then began to
zoom in on the space between his legs. Closer and closer,
larger and larger became the view of the area between the
man's legs until the entire screen was filled with a view
of the man's penis buried deeply into the woman's cunt.
He drew back until the head of his penis began to appear,
just the flared edge showed, then he shoved back into
her. His penis was not overly large. Perhaps no bigger
than me. I guess I had gotten a little self-conscious
about penis size after I had seen how well equipped dad
was.
The scene continued showing the man's cock buried in the
women for a couple more minutes and then slowly panned up
just a fraction to show the area where his penis came
into contact with where her clit was. Strangely she did
not seem to have a clit, but seemed to have huge cunt
lips; the area where her clit should have been was just
smooth flesh. I got really curious and was ready to
freeze-frame the video when the scene suddenly changed to
the most astonishing view.
The man had flipped over on his back with the women on
top of him. The man was lying fully down on the bed with
the women kind of squatting on top of him. She was
leaning back with her arms on the bed supporting her
upper body. Sticking out the front of the women was
either the biggest clit in the world or the women had a
penis. It was not shaped exactly like a penis, more like
a huge pyramid, kind of like a cock with a lot of flesh
at the base. It really had to be a clit, but it was
absolutely huge if it was just her clit.
The man's penis was inside the women and she was moving
her hips up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her.
The scene changed slowly as the camera zoomed in on the
women's clit until it filled the entire screen. It looked
a lot like a penis, the head was smaller, maybe as big as
the tip of my thumb and had a deep crease down the center
of it. It was definitely a clit, but a monster of one.
The man must have been really flexible, because the lower
part of his face and chin suddenly came into the picture
and he began to flip the head of her clit with his
tongue. Each time his tongue hit her clit she pushed it
upward toward his mouth. After flicking it several times
he took it into his mouth and began to gently suck on it.
Up to that time the only sound had been a few moans of
pleasure. The women said, "Oh god, Jerry I am about to
cum."
All he said, was "OK, cum for me baby!"
She began to moan and thrust more of her clit into his
mouth and he sucked a little harder on it.
Her body seemed to freeze and began to shake and the man
pulled his mouth away from her. A stream of slightly
opaque fluid came out of her splashing on to the man's
lower face and mouth. Her cum flowed from a small hole
just below the head of her clit. She was moaning and
shaking as a couple of smaller streams squirted out
landing on the man's face.
Suddenly the screen went totally black and that was the
end of the scene.
The video machine continued to move forward and after
about 30 seconds another scene fluttered into focus.
This scene was of an entirely different couple. They both
had black hair very closely cut hair. I glanced at the
clock 4:25 it flashed at me. They were both fully clothed
and setting on an over-stuffed couch. They were dressed
in clothing that was kind of unisexual, kind of bland
light colored shirts.
They sat quietly looking directly into the camera,
neither said a word. I wanted to watch the rest of the
video, but thought that I should get on over to Lisa's so
I reached out and hit the stop button.
I ejected the tape, stood up and tossed it back into the
box. I grabbed the box and hurried out of the house. I
thought about the box of tapes and the note wondered what
I should do with them. When I got to the car I opened the
trunk and sat it inside.
I pulled out of the driveway and headed for Lisa's. I
drove slowly wondering what I should do. I had to come up
with a plan, but nothing seemed to make any sense except
to do what the note said.
The drive did not take very long. As I pulled to a stop
in the driveway, I noticed that there was a car in the
driveway that I did not recognize. I sat there wondering
what to do. I sat there confused, curious but extremely
cautious of what I might find. Nothing really made sense
and finally I made the decision to go on into the house.
I was even going to take the box of tapes in the trunk.
That all changed because just as I opened the car door
the front door to the house opened and Mandy came running
out to the car. She hurried up to me, almost out of
breath, like she'd been doing something really strenuous.
She was a lot more winded than from the short run from
the door to the car.
She grabbed me by the hand and tried to drag me after
her, she turned and said, "You got to do something ...
hurry ...hurry!"
I was to shocked to do much but follow her. I managed to
mutter, "Mandy ... what the hell is happening ...?"
She looked back at me and said, "It's Renee, she is
crazy!"
I said, "Who the hell is Renee?"
She screamed something at me, but her head was turned
away and I could not understand her.
I pulled my hand away from her and she almost stopped and
would have if I had not put my hand on her back and said,
"Keep going I am right behind you!"
She quickly opened the screen door and ran in. I was
right on her heels.
We both came to a sudden stop in the foyer. The sight in
front of me was almost beyond belief. Lisa, Mom and Boo
were all setting down on the couch and chairs in kind of
a big circle. A lady that I did not know, but assumed was
Renee, was standing in the center of the room and she had
a gun in her hand held limply at her side.
She said, "You get over there and set down!"
Mandy walked across the room like a robot, never looking
at anyone but the lady in the center of the room.
I did not move, just stood where I was.
She got a super mean look in her eyes and said, "I told
you to set down!"
I don't know why but I said, "No, I think I will stay
right here."
She suddenly moved toward me, at the same time raising
the gun up. But she never got by the corner of the couch.
Just as she was rushing by Lisa, I saw Lisa's foot kind
of stick out and trip her. Renee or who ever she was did
not see Lisa's foot at all and fell down in what seem
almost like slow motion. She put both her hands out in
front of herself to break the fall and the gun came
sailing across the room almost like she had thrown it at
me.
I hardly had to move to pick it up. Renee was scrambling
around on the floor trying to get back up, I moved over
and put my foot on the center of her back and pressed her
down into the floor. She didn't put up much of a fight,
and I heard her as she began to cry, making loud sobbing
noises on the floor.
Lisa was beside me even before I got Renee pressed back
to the floor and she was scream all kinds of obscene
words at the sobbing wreck on the floor. Lisa then began
to try to take the gun away from me. I saw instantly that
the real danger of someone getting hurt was not the lady
on the floor but my aunt.
I had to struggle pretty hard to keep her from getting
the gun out of my hand.
I looked over at Boo who was still setting frozen in
place. I kind of tossed the gun at her; she caught it in
mid air. I was scared shitless that it might go off, but
with the gun in one hand, I could not keep Lisa under
control.
As soon as Lisa saw the gun fly away from me she turned
on the prone figure on the floor and began to kick her. I
stood stock still for a second before I jumped in and
grabbed Lisa and dragged her away from the poor lady on
the floor.
I yelled at Lisa, "Lisa stop this shit right now, what
the hell are you doing, you are going to hurt her!"
She was struggling for all she was worth trying to get
away from me and screaming at the same time, she said,
"No I am not going to hurt her, I'm going to kill the
bitch."
I said, "Stop it, goddamn it, get control of yourself!"
Mom was suddenly standing beside us, she said, "Lisa,
stop it you know you don't mean that, Renee is your best
friend, stop, we need to get ourselves together and stop
all this fighting, it isn't helping us, please."
With those words barely uttered by Mom, Lisa instantly
stopped her struggles to get back over to Renee. She
glared at everyone in the room, a look of defiance and
consternation on her face. She looked first at Boo, who
simply turned her head away and refused to meet Lisa's
powerful look. Lisa then turned and faced Renee, who was
still lying full prone on the floor, but was making moves
to rise up to a kneeling position.
She looked at Mandy. Mandy was the only one that met her
gaze and she had a crooked little smile on her face, not
a look of being intimidated like the others at all, more
like she knew something that none of the others knew.
Lisa then turned to Mom and said, "Well, what am I
supposed to do know? I have done my best for everyone in
this room and what have I gotten for it? A bunch of
whimpering, sorry looking pack of scared-to-death
females!"
Lisa turned her gaze on me next and wow what a look she
had in her eyes. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. She
did not say anything to me her eyes kind of wrinkling
into deep creases in the corners as she snapped her head
from me to look back at Mom.
Mom never said a word, but I heard what sounded like a
moan from Boo, a gasping kind of strangled sound, I
thought she was trying to stifle her emotions, maybe
trying to keep from crying. My attention focused on her.
What I saw was anything but crying, she was trying to
keep from laughing.
As I watched her, and she caught my eye, she suddenly
just burst into laughter, giggling and shaking as she
rolled back in the chair she was in and she gasped out,
"I am sorry, I can not stop!
I had my back to Lisa and all I heard her say was, "Cut".
Then everyone in the room was talking and giggling. For a
second I did not realize what was happening, then a slow
dawning began to creep into my mind. The entire scene,
since I had walked into the door, it had all been
recorded and not only that, just maybe it had all been an
act.
I turned to look at Lisa, as I did, I watched Renee as
she quickly stood up from the floor, brushing the dust
off herself and kind of straightening her skirt and
blouse. She was busy and never noticed me watching her.
Boo was still laughing, almost hysterically, but not like
she was out of control or anything, more like everything
was a big joke and all in fun, she sounded like she used
to when a bunch of her girlfriends came to the house for
a slumber party or sleep over.
I glanced over at Mandy; she was looking back at me with
a funny little smile on her face. I watched her for a
long moment and started to say something when I felt a
cool hand on the side of my neck. I turned around
quickly; it was Lisa who had touched me. I was looking at
Lisa, when I noticed a movement out of the corner of my
eye and looked over Lisa's shoulder to see Mom leaving
the room. All I saw was her back as she disappeared into
the hallway.
I tried to step around Lisa, but she put her hand on the
side of my arm and said, "Not now, we all need to have a
talk ..."
I stopped and looked back at her and saw a questioning
look in her eyes. She did not look like the same Lisa
that I normally expected to see. She had a deep look of
understanding and love in her eyes.
I glanced back at my sisters, Mandy and Boo. Boo was
still giggling, but Mandy had the same look of deep
concern in her eyes as Lisa. I heard a kind of strained
clearing of a throat and my eyes snapped over to Renee.
Renee said, "We wanted you to experience some of the
things that happens when we make videos. No this was not
"one of those", as Bill so appallingly puts it, but at
least you have some idea of how it is done.
I looked at her, kind of a stern expression on my face,
and said, "I do not understand a lot of what has been
going on around here ... fuck, around here, over there,
everywhere. I am so totally confused ... every time I
turn around I feel like I am being blindsided by a new
and totally fucked-up situation ...! Damn, either this
shit has to stop or I am going to walk out of here
without looking back."
Lisa said, "David, we all know that you are reeling from
all this ... we are just trying to get you to understand
what we do ... how we do it ... and maybe then we can get
you to appreciate it." She laughed and said, "We already
know that you enjoy it!"
I felt a little of the tension drain away and said,
"Yeah, I can see how it is fun, exciting, ... and all
that ... but so far none of it has been exactly a
pleasant experience to learn about."
Lisa started to say something, but Renee cut her off by
saying, "We want to help you understand all there is to
know."
I looked at Renee; again I could feel the consternation
rising inside of myself. She must of noticed it in my
expression, just as I started to say something she cut me
off too, saying, "David, I can help you understand a lot
... from the very beginning ... just give me a little
while?"
I was still so confused I just slumped, almost falling
down. The load on my mind just seemed to shut my thought
process down. I actually felt like I needed to go to
sleep.
Renee started to say something, and I cut her off, I
said, "Maybe you better start by telling me who you are
... I have never met you in my entire life and here you
are in the middle of what I think is a family matter."
She looked startled for a second, but then seemed to
recover and said, "OK, I should do that anyway."
She told me the following story, while listened; I tried
to control the questions, knowing that if I asked to many
I would be more of a distraction than anything.
Boo and Mandy sat quietly through the entire monologue. I
occasionally glanced at them to see what their reaction
was to what Renee said, but they only looked a little
bored like they knew all that she was saying. I felt that
Renee was telling me the truth but decided to keep a few
of the more significant things close in my memory so that
I could verify them with Boo or Mandy later.
Renee's Story
The beginning:
Renee knew both mom and Lisa in college. She met mom
through the testing programs and Lisa at a one of the
college kid hangouts. In the beginning she had not known
the same people had adopted Lisa and mom. She explained
that she had been a little on the wild side and enjoyed
her college years a lot.
She read about the program of testing being conducted by
the college and she had volunteered, but was rejected
because she did not meet the special criteria of the
first program, that being that she was not sterile.
Her name had been kept on file by the university and she
was called back during another research program when
testing of fertilization techniques on normal, healthy
candidates was being conducted.
She had produced a set of twins from the testing. There
had been some complications with them and that was when
she got even more involved with the follow-up company
that Dad and his partners had established.
She did not volunteer any detailed information about the
complications, but I got the idea that the two people
that I had watched on the video, the man and the women
with the big clit, were the ones she was probably talking
about. I saved my questions and waited.
Lisa had been her best friend in college, they had both
been taking similar courses and they were frequently
together in various classes. She was taking courses in
multi-media, and wanted to work in the entertainment
industry. Back then there were a lot of opportunities in
marketing, sales and related areas that dealt with the
movie industry and she wanted to do that. Lisa on the
other hand was more interested in the actual making of
the movies and short subject film. Their interests seemed
to fit perfectly, Lisa would make the movie and she would
take it to the industry and try to get them their big
break.
As their senior project they had been assigned to the
same group, along with several other people, and they had
produced a short subject film that made it into the film
festival circuit and won several awards around the US and
even at one of the major foreign festivals. They had
gotten a lot of attention from their first effort and had
tried to make a couple of more, but none of the
productions were nearly as well greeted by the industry.
Lisa and Renee had stayed close following college and
always enjoyed working together. They had made a number
of videos and films before they got into making the home
movies that were now causing all the problems.
She left out most of the details about the movies and
what they ultimately did with them, another question that
I put in my long term memory to ask at a more appropriate
time.
She finished her story by saying that she loved to do
what they did, making the videos, and had worried that
their productions would cause a lot of trouble for
everyone, but what was happening was way beyond her
wildest imagination.
Once she finished, I was again so overloaded with all the
happenings and the convoluted mess that I just sat
quietly waiting for someone to say something.
No one said a word.
I started to tell them I had the box of tapes from Dad,
but was still unsure of what I should do, besides I still
had to find a few hours, maybe days, to watch each one.
There was still a lot that I had not seen in the videos,
and now, especially with the new one, with all the
unknown people in it, I did not want to give them the
tapes.
Boo asked, "David, what is Dad doing?"
"I really don't know", I said. "He was at the house when
I got there last night, well this morning, but when I
woke up a little while ago he was gone."
There was a worried look on her face and I wanted to
reassure her that nothing bad would happen, but I really
did not know what was ultimately going to happen. I said,
"If you are worried about Dad? The only thing I can
really say is that he seemed to be a lot calmer ... well
at times anyway ... he seemed to be in more control of
himself and not so crazy."
Boo said, "Well, if we could just get him to talk to us
..."
I thought about that for a few minutes and said, "Boo, I
don't know if he will talk to you ... I mean, all of you
at the same time ... it might be best for me and you to
go over to the house and see if he is there ... maybe he
will tell us what he wants?"
Renee said, "Do you think he will talk to me?"
I thought about it and said, "Probably not ... he is so
wired up ... anything might set him off ..."
She said, "OK, but I am the one that has the most to
loose in this whole situation!"
I looked at her in astonishment, hardly able to believe
that she thought that.
I said, "Look I don't know you from the man in the moon
and I really don't care what happens to you ..."
She jumped up from where she was setting and started to
say something, but just in the nick of time, Boo said,
"Hey, everyone stay calm, we need to think this through
and if we get all emotional, it will not be good for any
of us."
I immediately saw the truth in what Boo said and I said,
"I want to get this thing under control and I don't want
any of us to loose ... but things sure don't look good
for any of us!"
Renee started walking around the room, her face a mask of
deep concern. I said, "Look Renee, I will do what ever I
can to keep this from hurting you ... I promise ... there
is still a lot I do not know ... I will make sure that,
if I can, that nothing becomes more public than it
already is."
She still looked worried and I could tell that she was
badly in need of being able to feel more in control of
what was happening. I guess that aspect about her came
from her area of expertise or something. So I said, "I
promise that if I can I will get you the opportunity to
talk with Dad!"
She said, "David, I know that you are just trying to help
and I want things to be OK for all of us, but I am just
so ..."
I said, "I understand your concerns, we are all so
uptight over this that nothing makes sense to any of us."
She began to relax and I said, "We need to have a plan,
something we can all work on ... something to keep us
from going out on our own and doing things that none of
us want or need to happen."
Lisa, who had been very quiet, even more so than I
thought possible, said, "Look guys, we are all in the
shits, no doubt about it and if we can get some idea of
what is happening with Bill, then we will know more about
what we have to do."
I looked at her, seeing that she was probably the coolest
head in the room.
I put my hands out and made kind of a questioning
gesture. I started to say something, but Mandy beat me to
it. Mandy said, "I think that me, Boo and David, should
go over to our house and see what is happening over
there."
What Mandy had said was exactly what I wanted. I needed
to get the girls away from Lisa's so that I could talk to
them and even if dad was not at home I could get some
things from them that so far I had not heard.
Lisa said, "Fine with me ... I want to know what HE is
doing too, but I know that he will never talk to me ...
he never would before, so why should he now?"
I looked at Lisa, what I saw made me wonder if my
feelings about her had been wrong all these years. She
seemed so feminine, so helpless, so stressed out, that it
made me want to walk across and hug her. I stood up and
slowly walked across to her and bent down and held her to
me. She just melted into my arms, I could feel a slight
sob come from her and knew that she was on the verge of
coming apart. I said, "Lisa, I want to help and I will,
just take it easy for a little while and let me do what I
can."
I heard her mumble, "Oh David, this has been bad, all
bad, not what it should have been."
I said, "I know, but let's get it straightened out."
She nodded her head in agreement. I turned her loose and
straightened up. I felt all the others looking at me and
I smiled at each of the other girls in turn.
Mandy was almost hopping up and down, like she was seeing
something that she had not seen before.
I looked at Boo and said, "I think we should go over to
our house now."
Boo acknowledged me by standing up and saying, "Let me
get ready." Boo walked around the couch toward the
hallway leading to the back of the house.
I looked at Mandy, she had a questioning look on her face
and I said, "You come too, OK?"
She wanted to go with us really badly, I could see it in
her eyes, she said, "OK" and jumped up and hurried after
Boo.
I heard their voices, talking really excitedly as they
both went to get their stuff.
Lisa and Renee were still in the room and I looked at one
then the other.
I said, "What is the most important thing we should do
over there?"
Lisa said, "Get the tapes... if we get them... things
will calm down a lot."
Renee said, "Find out if he is still going to go to the
police."
I thought for a second that I should tell my thoughts,
but it worried me. Even though I knew, or suspected, that
he would not get the legal people involved and I had the
tapes, I decided to keep both subjects closed for now and
I said, "We will try to do both."
Boo and Mandy came tumbling out of the hall, both were
laughing and talking in excited voices, I suspected that
all of this was just a game to them and that they were
having fun, in a young and inexperienced kind of way.
I walked toward the door and they followed along behind
me. I turned and said to Lisa, "We will call you once we
get there, if we can."
She said, "Good, we will be waiting."
Back to our house, it seemed to me that all I had been
doing for the past 24 hours was running from one house to
the other.
Me, Boo and Mandy were all very quiet as I made the now
very familiar drive back to the house. I had a million
questions on my mind. So many unexpected things, so much
on the tapes...
Kind of to myself I said, "God, what a bunch of crap...
so many questions... "
Boo looked at me kind of curiously, like maybe she was
waiting on me to ask some of them. I did not say
anything, waiting for her to make the first move.
She said, "David, we can help... but all of this... what
is happening right now is as not what things are all
about."
I said, "OK, I can relate to that... but I am in it
too... and there are so many things all happening at once
that I am just totally blown away by it."
Boo kind of laughed and said, "Yes it is kind of mind
boggling isn't it? ...I think once we get to the house
that Mandy and I can fill you in on a lot of things ...
but some of it will be a little shocking ... (giggle) ...
if anything can still shock you!"
I laughed to and said, "You are right about that ... is
there anything in this whole screwed up mess that can
shock me?"
The small talk ceased as we pulled into the entrance to
our neighborhood. I think the girls were as scared to
death about what might be waiting on us at the house as I
was.
As we turned the corner, so that we could all see the
house, there was an almost audible sigh of relief that we
all saw that the driveway was empty ... at least we all
knew that Dad was not home, or his car was not in the
driveway.
We were all stressed out by what had happened to us, but
getting to the house seemed to bring it all crashing back
down on us. As I parked the car in the drive, I could
clearly see it in both the girl's faces, neither wanted
to come face-to-face with dad again.
I looked at them and said, "I think it would be best for
me to go see if HE is here and then come back and tell
you."
Boo looked at me, a look of deep concern and study on her
face.
I said, " I can see that you both are worried about what
might happen if Dad is here, just wait out here, if he is
here I will come back out and you can just take my car
back to Lisa's."
Boo said, "OH, that is a good idea ... if he is here ...
you come back and wave at us and we will get out of here
quick."
I just shook my head and said, "I will leave the keys ...
if he is here I will tell him I forgot to bring in some
of my stuff and come back out."
Boo said, "OK"
As I got out of the car Boo slid over to the driver's
seat.
I hurried into the house, I did not think that dad was in
the house, but it would not do to have him go crazy on
the girls.
The house was exactly the same as when I had left a while
ago, not a thing had been moved or anything, maybe a few
more items thrown about, but nothing to cause any undue
improvements. I hurried back out and waved them in.
THE END
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