ERIN

By Hobbit

Story_intro: A new story about Jake and his past.  A little different that past stories, because of the rape of the younger sister and then the punishment of the rapist.  There is still lots of love and some romance in the story.  Jake continues his stories of young ladies he's known over the years.  Today's is about Erin and her sister, they are a little older, but still, . . .  Jake, as you remember, is the central character that will appear throughout the different story lines.  In a previous life, he was a doctor until his soon to be wife, died in his arms.  But that's a different story.  Jake is an above normal human that has more money than he can spend, is extremely intelligent and he is a fabrication and total fantasy that I wish I was/could have been, one trait we share is a lack of tolerance for people that hurt or cause others problems.  Jake is telling these stories to his family over the course of many evenings.

Erin, parts 1-3

                Erin was a patient of mine, in a manner of speaking.  I was finishing my doctorate in Counseling and Social Work and was doing some case work and Erin was assigned to me.

                She was 16, a Junior in High School and taking some Special Education classes.  She was a mild to moderately involved CP child with the spasticity mainly affecting her lower limbs.

                Usually, she had no difficulties in moving around or in mobility, she used braces and crutches most of the time.  When she was upset, tired, sick or frustrated though, she lost some ability to control her legs and would have to revert to a wheel chair for a couple of days.

                She had been assigned to me for vocational guidance and for some psychological problems.

                Her vocational problems weren't bad, just some short sighted teachers, those who never seem to learn that how a person's limbs work has no effect on their mental capabilities.  The psychological problems were somewhat more of a concern.  Erin had a very low self-esteem.  That in itself wasn't a big problem, it only took some ego building and self confidence.  Mostly what Erin needed was a friend with whom she could talk.

                We had been meeting for a couple of months, once or twice a week as our schedules would allow.  That's after the first month of twice a week sessions while we learned about each other.

                One afternoon, after our appointment had finished and Erin had been gone about 15 minutes, my Secretary called me and told me Erin was on the front steps of the building and seemed to be having a problem.  The girl was crying and asking for me.  I hurried down and she was fighting her braces and crutches, having muscle control problems, and was angry, frustrated, scared, crying and, in general, very upset and close to hysterical.

                I picked her up and took her inside the door where it was dry.  It had been raining off and on all afternoon, so the steps were wet and she was wet from having fallen.  We sat on the bench in the foyer of the building while I held her hand and she regained some control.  As she did, she began to tell me what happened.

                She'd missed her bus and because of the rain, was waiting inside looking for the next bus.  When she saw it coming, she started to the bus stop but it just kept going and didn't stop.  That caused a few problems for her because of the connecting buses, but she waited, in the rain, for the next bus and then the driver wouldn't let her on, saying he was almost full, had no facilities for handicapped and wasn't going to deal with her problems.  He made her get off the bus and then took off, keeping her fare.  She started back to the building when some ignorant creature drove by and splashed her and then cackled as it drove away.

                Well, we went back to my office and my Secretary got some towels and we helped Erin get dry or as dry as possible.  Erin had the bus numbers of the ones that caused the problems and I called the Transit Company and got a very rude person who just barely took the complaint and hung up on me.  Now then I was getting royally ticked off so I called Erin's mother, explained the situation, asked if I could bring her home as soon as we got the problems solved with the buses.

                She said that Erin could go with me and that she hoped I could get something accomplished because they had been giving Erin a bad time for several months.

                My Secretary was nodding and told me she'd heard the same things from some of the other patients and for me to 'go get them'.  Erin smiled and I checked for other patients, got a file from the desk with my contact at the bus company and we went 'hunting bear'.

                My contact, a Senior Vice-president who was, herself, handicapped.  We were ushered into Ms. Harrow's office and after talking for a couple of minutes, Erin told what happened to her that afternoon, then I told her about the person answering the phones.  The lady shook her head, called the supervisor of drivers in and told him to go get the driver in question (the last driver who had left with Erin's fare) and to have Personnel bring up the files on the telephone clerk and the other drivers.

                As soon as the files were on her desk she called the clerk in and asked for the copies of the complaint forms and action slips.  Well, the clerk hadn't followed procedures and made out either the form or the action slips and when the person tried to deny the call, the tapes were played and then the clerk was told to go clean out their locker and pick up their last paycheck.

                The driver and supervisor came blustering in and when the driver saw Erin, he turned white and started stammering out an apology.  Ms. Harrow shook her head and said it was too late for that, that this made the fifth complaint and the third time he'd caused problems for some handicapped person and his employment was terminated.

                When the driver left she started in on the supervisor and told him he was to make sure the drivers made stops at the designated places, no matter what the load and that, on days when the weather was inclement, they were to spend extra time looking for riders, especially in the areas of hospitals, doctor's offices and such.

                We finally left and Erin had a small smile as we drove to her home.  "Thanks Dr. Simpson, I don't mean to be vindictive, but it felt good to see those people squirming for awhile."

                "I know, Erin, it irks me to no end to see someone taking advantage of another who, for some reason or another, can not defend themselves.  I did nothing out of the ordinary, just made sure the proper rules were followed."

                Erin gave me directions to her house, a house about ¾ of a mile from where I lived.

                I stopped in front of the house and Erin asked me to come in and meet her mother and sister.  Her father had died a couple of years before and that was part of Erin's problem, she missed him terribly and had no male figure to bond with.

                When her mother opened the door, I knew her.  "Hi Georgette, I didn't realize this creature belonged to you."

                "Oh she does, at least I have to claim her, most of the time.  Jake, thanks for taking care of the problem with the Transit Company.  I get aggravated when Erin tells me about some of her troubles but by that time it's usually too late to do anything."

                I did know her mother and really I had known that Georgette was Erin's mother.  I had to pretend though I didn't know her when we met so as to preserve patient confidentiality.

                "Hey, how come you two know one another?  Mom hasn't been coming in to check on me has she?"

                "Nope, Erin, we go to the same church and I've talked to her Sunday School class a couple of times about my work and I've even taught your little sister, Lori.  If you would come on Sunday's you might even see me there, trying to sing in the choir."

                "I wondered why all the dogs would howl between 11 and 12 every Sunday.  OK, Dr. Simpson, I'll start coming, just make sure you're there to watch over me."

                "Erin, you don't need me for that, you're capable of doing all that for yourself."

                "Maybe, but I enjoy having you there."

                Lori came bouncing in and saw me and gave me a hug.  "Hi Dr. Jake, what are you doing here, checking up on why I wasn't in Sunday School Sunday?"

                "Nope, but that's a good idea, why did you miss?"

                "Rats, I just goofed.  Sorry I missed but I was just goofing off and didn't get ready and Mom just left me here."

                "Dr. Simpson . . ."

                "Erin, why don't we try something different?  I've been meaning to ask you this for a couple of weeks.  I answer to Jake, you won't be disrespectful nor will you be getting familiar with me if you call me by my first name.  I think it might help us talk as friends and equals too."

                "Mom?"

                "If he doesn't mind, Honey, go ahead.  Jake would you like to stay for supper? It isn't much, just a chicken casserole."

                "If it isn't too much trouble."

                After supper we went into the living room and were sitting around talking when I said.  "Look Georgette, Erin has fits with the bus and probably gets home late on the days of our appointments.  I know how their schedules work and her bus from the center gets to the transfer spot about five minutes after the bus heads north on Wyoming and that means she has a 25 minute wait at the stop.  I live in the apartment complex on the corner.  Why don't we rearrange her appointments so she is my last patient and that would allow me to bring her home.  I imagine it would get her here about the same time as she does now and there won't be as many hassles."

                Erin's mother looked at her and when her face lit up, she nodded.  "OK Jake, but I pay for her transportation.  You have to eat one Sunday dinner a month with us and every other week you eat with us when you bring her home."

                "That sounds a little bit unfair, how about every other month you fix the dinner and the next, I take you out to dinner?"

                "I don't think so, that's too much for you to do."

                "I don't think so, not at all."

                "The both of you quit arguing."  Erin said smiling.  "If it means I won't have to take that bus home, I'll buy the dinners myself and twist Lori's arm to make her cook."

                "Gee thanks, what do I get out of this arm twisting?"

                "Not having your arm twisted, your bed short sheeted and other big sister pranks and besides, Jake will be around so you can talk to him too if you want."

                "OK, that sounds like a good deal.  Mom, don't worry, Sis and I will take care of the details."

                Georgette laughed.  "I think we've just been shut out of the circuit Jake.  I don't think you could get out of being Erin's chauffeur now if you tried."

                "I think you're right, but really, it's no trouble and it will give me someone to talk to on those days when we get tied up in traffic."

                "Sis, you may want to get out of it, I mean I've heard his ideas of conversations when he's taught our class, we say one word and he talks for a half hour on some subject we've never heard of before or since and then looks around and asks if there are any questions.  Questions?  We'd just like to know in what language he was speaking or if he was speaking in tongues, then we'd know if we had any questions."

                I think I turned bright red.

                I started to stammer and I may have been at a loss for words as I tried to get an apology out.

                Lori stopped me and said.  "You're not that bad most of the time, but you can go on and on."

                "I agree Sis, I'm supposed to be the one talking and I sometimes have to interrupt him when he's giving me a long list of symptoms or remedies, causes or effects.  I mean who really cares if 23.99876% of the people with problems like mine have little toes that twitch on 3.7865409 second intervals."

                I must have looked like I was going to run, as I stood up and that's when Georgette said.  "Enough girls, you have embarrassed Jake to death.  He does go on a bit, but he's not that bad."

                The girls pushed me back onto the couch and sat beside me and put my arms around them.  Lori looked over at Erin.  "Erin, stop that, you can't have him putting his arm around you, that's not proper counselor-patient relations."

                "Yes I can, we are in my house and he's not my counselor now, he's our friend and favorite adult male so I can hug him if I want."  She stuck out her tongue and giggled.

                They continued to tease me and I teased them through the rest of the evening and until their mother said it was their bedtime and they were to be in bed with the lights out in ten minutes.

                As soon as they had gone, she looked at me and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.  "Jake, thank you, this is the first time since their father died they've sat, talked, teased and behaved like normal teenagers.  It's been so hard to watch them go around, knowing they are breaking apart inside and then watching them with their masks on as they try to act like nothing is the matter, they seem to think that I need to be protected or they can't show any feelings or everything will break down.

                "Will you stay for a few more minutes?  They may ask you to come up and tuck them in.  I know one's a young Sophomore and the other a Junior in High School, but after an evening like this, they used to have Tom come up and tuck them in.  They may even want to cry on your shoulder for awhile, maybe not tonight, but one of these days they will."

                I nodded then Lori called down.  "Uncle Jake, will you come tuck me in?"

                Georgette looked and me and started laughing,  "OK, that one's got you categorized now and you will be Uncle Jake until you tell her to stop."

                She told me which room was Lori's and I went upstairs and knocked on her door.  Lori told me to come in and when I did she was laying under the covers and put her hand on the bed beside her.  "Sit here next to me for a couple of minutes will you?  I hope I wasn't being to forward calling you Uncle Jake or teasing you so bad."

                "Of course not, I don't mind, I enjoyed it just as much as you seemed too.  Besides, I think I gave as good as I got anyway."

                "You did and I did, oh I did, it's been so long since we've laughed and played like that.  I wish Daddy hadn't died, I miss him so much."

                "I know you do and when you need someone to talk to or with about things girls talk to their fathers, I'll be glad to substitute."

                She squeezed my hand, pulled me down and kissed my cheek.  I tucked her in then left the room.

                As I was going to the stairs Erin called out.  "Jake, will you tuck me in too?"

                I went into her room and she was sitting on the side of the bed, unstraping her braces.  "I sometimes hate these things, they can cause more trouble than they're worth.  And I don't want any lectures about how much good they do.  I know those by heart and could recite them chapter and verse."

                I knelt and helped her unstrap the braces then I lifted her legs onto the bed and cover her.

                "Jake, thank you, I hope I didn't embarrass you just now, I don't wear much to bed except a tee-shirt and just now, you could see all me up to my belly button."

                A side note, she was somewhat behind in her growth milestones and I could see almost up to her belly button.  She had her pubic cover, but it was still sparse and the hair was silky fine, to the eyes, that is.

                "You didn't Miss Erin, I hope my helping you didn't embarrass you."

                "Nope, thank you Jake, thank you for a great evening.  Lori misses Daddy so much it did her good to laugh and play with you.  I miss him too, but I'm older so I'm supposed to understand why he isn't with us any more and why he died."

                She looked at me and burst into tears.  "I'm supposed to, but I don't.  I need him so much and he's gone and I can't see, talk, touch or be next to him any more and it hurts me, why did he have to die?  Why did God take him away from us, from me, can't He see I need him?  We all need him?"

                She sat up and buried her head in my shoulder and cried and cried for almost a half hour.  She finally sniffed and stopped then looked at me with her tear-blotched face, sweaty and scraggly hair, runny nose and shinny eyes.

                I went over and got some tissues and had her blow her nose while I was going to get a damp cloth to wipe her face.  Georgette was standing at the door with the wash cloth.

                "Thanks Jake, she's held that inside for two and a half years now."

                I took the cloth and went back to the girl.  She allowed me to wipe her face and neck then I helped her lay back down, covered her, tucked her in and kissed her nose before I left the room.

                Georgette was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.  "Thank you again.  I'm glad Erin finally got some of that out of her system.  I think I should apologize to you, you were up there so long, I got worried.  I know how Erin dresses for bed so I had to check on you, just for your protection, you understand as well as for Erin's."

                "No apology necessary, I would have done the same thing.  She should be a little more modest when she's taking off her braces, especially when there is a male in the house."

                "I know, I've told her, she's just too trusting and innocent.  I hope one of these days you can get her to see some of the problems she might be causing."

                "I'll talk to her one of these days."

                "Jake, as you know I work as a Public Defender and as such I have access to files and so I can run background checks.  When a new person starts at Church and volunteers to work with the young people, I run the check as a matter of course.  I ran a check on you when you started attending and only got back as far as your coming to New Mexico six years ago.  That sent up some red flags so I pursued the checks and was able to trace you further through your transcripts at UNM.

                "I called your pastor at your home church and got the story about what happened to you.  Rev. Harper said he had been told your story by Rev. Rogers and could understand why you felt you had to leave and start over again.  I guess I can too.  I know you are wealthy, have never married or have been married once or twice, depending on your frame of reference, lost wives, children, have two adopted sisters and have had more troubles than most men three times your age.  You appear to be in your late 40's or early 50's but in reality you are only 27.  I don't understand that."

                "Very simple, in your work, would you take directions from a person in their twenties or one in their forties?"

                "Point taken,  OK, going on, you have more degrees and doctorates now than some colleges including in my field of Juris Prudence and yet you work in none of the degree fields except counseling and that apparently in that only until you finish that degree, why?"

                "Georgette, I have a dream of making our Country a better place in which to live and the only way I can do so is to start with kids even younger than Lori and help them find some direction.  I am trying to educate myself so as to help them.  That accounts for some of the work, other programs I've worked on just for pure enjoyment.  I hate to sit home and watch some insipid program on TV and then 15 minutes later have trouble recalling what the theme was.  So I study and read, work on papers or the like and I feel better."

                She nodded then said.  "I can understand that.  OK Jake, don't worry, I won't say anything about our discussion to anyone.  When I run the background checks, all I say is there is a problem or no problems have been reported.  When Erin was assigned to you, I did some further checks and reverified my facts and quite honestly, I feel great that she has you to talk too and that you're helping her.  I didn't say anything at church about knowing you were her counselor, the relationship is or was, before tonight, just you and her.  Things have changed since five this afternoon, though."

                "I know and I appreciate that, speaking about Erin, all I can do, is try to help her.  She has a good background and a good outlook on life and we will continue to build on that."

                I went home and I started bringing Erin home on the nights of her appointments.  I usually didn't get to go home those nights but had to stay for supper.  We finally sat down and worked out a schedule where I would stay one night a week and the other nights, for whatever reason I was over there, I would leave as scheduled.

                We continued to talk and work out problems during the rest of the school year and then during the summer vacation we dropped back to one day a week.  I had finished all my work by then and had started working on the program and ostensibly, I was working with Jeff as a trouble shooter and senior vice-president.

                I kept Erin as a patient though, I didn't feel as though I could drop her, she was still too vulnerable and besides, I had contracted with her, unofficially, although, to stick with her until she was ready to make it on her own.

                By Christmas time of the second year, we were talking about schools for the next year, her wanting to start dating, and really that's wrong, she had wanted to start dating the year before but was afraid of her male contemporaries' reactions to her handicap, etc.  Then too, we were getting to the point of her being ready to loosen the ties to me.

                On our last session before Christmas break, though, she came to me in tears.  "Jake, Lori is going to the New Year's Parade in, and she named the city, and Mom is going as a chaperon.  I was first supposed to go with them, but my Journalism Teacher said we have to do a photo project over the holidays plus I have to do some research for History, I need to keep Darn Dog and Dratted Cat fed so I can't go.  Aunt Jane was going to come stay with me but her daughter came down with strep throat and she can't now.  Mom is going to have to stay home now and that means Lori can't go either.  It's all my fault, what can I do?"

                "I don't see how it's all your fault and right now I don't know what you can do, let's go talk to your Mom and see what we can work out."

                The mood at the house that night was tense, to say the least.  Lori blamed Erin for not being able to go, Erin was upset and mad at her teachers and Georgette was trying to find someone to stay.  She was mad at her sister and niece for getting sick and at the rest of the family and at the girls for not understanding.

                Georgette finally got off the phone and looked at me.  "OK Jake, you've been watching this circus all night, I suppose you have some solution for me so I'm going to hit you with the way-out suggestion first.  Why don't you house, pet, and kid set for me?"

                "OK"

                She turned back to the phone then stopped and turned back to me.  "What did you say?"

                "Sure I will, if you want me to, I'll be glad to keep an eye on the home front for you."

                "You're not serious are you, I mean that's a terrible joke."

                "Very serious Georgette, I'll stay here, put Erin in my apartment to work and sleep and I'll go over there to feed her and she can have the privacy she needs plus she'll be in a secure environment.  It is a secure building as you know, no one comes in unless they are vouched for by a tenant."

                "No Jake, she doesn't need that elaborate an arrangement, she can stay here with you.  Erin, will this arrangement be all right with you?"

                "Sure Mom, Jake and I can have some fun here and maybe we can even talk some, or he can talk and I can sleep and listen to about every third hour and keep up with what he's talking about."

                "You're never going to forget, are you?"

                "Nope," she answered, grinning.

                "OK Jake, we leave early the morning of December 26, so that means you are going to spend Christmas with us.  You arrive here on Christmas Eve, go to Church with us, both services, sleep here and then spend Christmas Day with us, get as stuffed with turkey and dressing as the rest of us and then to back to bed here.  We'll slip out early the day after Christmas and you can have the elder creature until we return on January 4."

                "MOM!  Elder Creature, gee, what did I ever do to you?  All I did was bring Jake home with me and now you get to go, the Brat can stop crying and I have someone to stay with me."

                "I'm sorry Honey, you're right.  OK, now let's get all the fine points worked out."

                We worked everything out and I came over as scheduled on Christmas Eve.  I had been told not to bring anything except the gifts I'd received from others and had at my house and my clothes, but I had seen some hastily hidden presents addressed to me so I came over with a bag full of gifts.  I was able to sneak them in and get them arranged by the tree under the pretext of bringing in my clothes.

                I took everyone to dinner, then we went to the early services.  When they were over, we came back to their house and opened presents.  As we opened the gifts, the girls were curious about the gifts I received from Margie and Pepper, Jo and her family, from Kim and her sisters and from Lisa.  I had to tell them about Jo and Greg, Margie and Pepper and then, briefly, about the others.

                Almost shyly, Erin came over with her present to me and sat beside me while I opened it.  It was a nice robe in a dark maroon.  Lori brought me her gift and it was a pair of slippers to match.

                I hugged the girls and told them the gifts were perfect and I needed them.  As I did, I made a mental note to hide my old robe and slippers if they ever came to visit me.  I watched the girls open their presents and then get more excited when they discovered the ones I'd snuck in.  They were carefully marked just with their names.

                Georgette looked at me and shook her head and mouthed the words, "you're sneaky and you shouldn't have done it, but thank you."

                We went back to Church for Midnight services and then back to their house and went to bed.  I was in the perfect spot for being sneaky as the guest room was on the first floor.  I waited until I was sure everyone was asleep then got out the gifts from Santa.

                Yes I was spoiling the girls, but they needed a good Christmas and to be spoiled.  And who better than me to do the spoiling.  I was happy to be there with them, and if the truth be told, I was making sure there was lots of laughter, playing and fun for the next day.  I was a little selfish too I guess, I wanted to be surrounded by young people and by fun, the past couple of Christmases were a little bleak for me.

                Anyway, Christmas Morning, Lori was the first one down and you could hear her screaming for her mom and Erin to come down all over the house.  She bounced in to my room and as I sat up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, she grabbed me around the waist and hugged me as tight as she could.  "Thanks Santa" she said.

                "I'll relay the message," I said, "but my name's Jake.  Merry Christmas Lori."

                Just then Georgette came in and said.  "You are a sneaky critter."

                "I know that, but why all the name calling?"  I said, trying to act innocent.

                Erin came in on her crutches, crawled on the bed next to me and started crying.  "I love you Uncle Jake Simpson, you are so good to us."

                She cried for a couple of minutes then wiping her eyes, she handed me my new robe and slippers and we all went into the living room and looked at the gifts Santa brought.

                "Hmm, it does look like Santa came last night after we all went to bed."  I said.

                Then I noticed some things I hadn't brought and that started me wondering.  I still wonder about that day and several others and can't explain what happened.

                The girls started going through their gifts and looking at the gifts the other received and those their mother had received.  Soon Georgette was laughing and playing with them and I went into the kitchen and fixed some snacks and took them into the living room.

                We spent the day, playing, eating and having a good time until finally Georgette sent Lori and Erin up to get Lori's things ready to leave the next morning.

                She sat beside me and said.  "This is your house while you're here.  Erin is your daughter, niece or whatever.  Have fun together.

                "Thank you Jake for the best Christmas we've had since Tom died.  Having you here made everything special.  You have made a place in this family's heart since we met you a year ago."

                "As you have in mine.  Georgette, I have done nothing special, I should be thanking you for taking a lonely man in and making him a part of your family for the day.  This has been one of the best Christmases I can remember and you and the girls have made it very special."

                She hugged me, then gave me a little kiss on the cheek and sat in the chair across from me.  "Jake, a couple of things, I've left permission slips and you can sign for any medical treatment Erin needs.  She has gotten a little better about her modesty since you talked to her, but she sometimes forgets and is liable to wander around the house without a top, or sometimes bottoms or stark naked at times.  She's forgotten, apparently, what she's supposed to wear when there is a male in the house.  If the idea of seeing a nude teen bothers you, you'd better talk to her."

                I shook my head, "Georgette, I'll talk to her, not because skin bothers me, but to keep her from having problems and getting embarrassed if she realizes what she's done."

                "That won't bother her, or at least it hasn't before.  Jake, she trusts you and loves you, I know you care for her.  I trust you too or I wouldn't have let the girls talk me into leaving her here with you."

                "I appreciate your trust Georgette."

                She shook her head.  "I don't know why I'm going over all this with you.  She has CP but there is nothing wrong with her mind.  She's an adult or almost an adult.  That's except when she wants to play little girl.  Usually she will make her own decision about everything and anything.  I just try to guide her.  If that sounds like I'm worried about what she may do, I'm not, she's also a good girl.  She may try a little sexy act with you, but I'm sure you expect that.  Just don't hurt her, please Jake."

                She got up, kissed my cheek again and went up to get her things ready.  It wasn't long before Erin called for me to come up and settle an argument about what Lori was to take.  I went into her room and it looked like a tornado had hit.  There were clothes all over the bed, chairs, dresser, hanging from the door and everywhere except in the suitcase.

                Erin was holding up a couple of dresses and Lori a couple of others.  I couldn't see any difference between the four so I chose one of Lori's and one of Erin's and said.  "Now what's the trouble?  How do you expect to sleep in this mess?  I think you have every item of clothing you own out.  You're only going to be gone for a little more than a week and most of the time you are going to be in your uniform, so what's the problem?"

                "UNCLE JAKE!"  Both girls screamed at me.

                "I have to have clothes for day, night and travel plus special days, etc."  Lori said, almost pouting.

                "Right and you are going by bus, not a tractor trailer truck.  If all the girls in the band were to take all their clothes, as you've apparently planned to do, there wouldn't be room for the instruments and uniforms and only about a quarter of the band.  Look, take one outfit for each day, then you can mix and match for different occasions.  Jeans are accepted everywhere and are comfortable for traveling.  You can wash them and iron them in your room if necessary.  Undies, the same thing, one set per day and you can wash out what you wear at night if necessary.  If all the girls do the same, then maybe you might all go to a Laundromat for an outing."

                Georgette, looked in and said.  "I thought I gave that speech to you Lori, maybe you forgot it?  Do as Uncle Jake says.  One suitcase and one carry on bag and that includes the cosmetics you aren't supposed to be using."

                "MOTHER!"  Then the girls started giggling and in 15 minutes the suitcase was packed, the room was clean and we had the cases in the car ready to leave the next morning.

                We sat around the tree in the living room and watched the tree lights for a long time that night, we were each remembering Christmases past, other people and other times.

                Georgette had a small organ and I wandered over and turned it on and began to play.

                You know how much music means to me.  It never seems to be the holiday unless I hear most of the carols.

                We sang and then Erin and Lori sat beside me and while Erin took some of the left hand parts and Lori took some of the right hand parts.  We doodled around and enjoyed the music until finally I had to close with one.  I started with it and then stopped.  I checked to see if I had my key to the church and called the Minister and made sure there wouldn't be any problem.  We loaded my car and went over and turned on the lights in the Great Room and I sat at the organ console.

                We got Lori and Georgette off very early the next morning, in fact they left long before sunrise.  Erin and I came back to the house and she went upstairs and back to bed and I lay down for a little while.

                About nine, I woke up and Erin was sitting on the edge of my bed grinning at me.  "Good Morning again, Uncle Jake, you're a funny person when you sleep.  You look like you are almost my age or a little older and not like Gramps.  You know if you would get a rug and dye your hair you would sure look a lot younger."

                "Maybe so, but I don't plan to do either.  Now scoop Scamp, I need to get dressed and ready to meet the day."

                She giggled and went into the kitchen and started fixing breakfast.  I showered, shaved, dressed and went to the kitchen where we ate breakfast and then she said.  "OK, what's the plan?  The journalism project won't start until Monday, the Library isn't open so I can get in to do my research so what are we going to do?"

                "Tell me about the Journalism project."

                "I have to go to the fair grounds and watch them build the New Year's Day floats.  This is the first year for the parade and supposedly everyone has gone all out.  I have my pass to get in and one for my driver."

                "How did you get stuck with this project?  Didn't your teacher know you were supposed to go with Lori and your Mom?"

                "Yes, but everyone had some type of plans for the holidays so he just put all the assignments on the board, rolled it to another teacher and had her give each assignment a random number, cover the board, then we each drew capsules out of a basket and the number was posted on a chart.  A third teacher came in, looked at the numbers and the assignments and posted them.  I got the one for the holidays.  Oh, we couldn't trade assignments.  The Principal has the board and assignments now and we turn them in directly to her and she checks them off, then gives them to our teacher to grade."

                "That sounds kind of complicated."

                "I know, I first thought maybe you had set it up.  It sounds like your type of devious thinking."

                "Ha, very funny, now what about your research project?"

                "Ha, back at you and you know I'm right."

                She was too, the teacher had called me for suggestions and it was my plan.

                "The research paper is on Thomas Jefferson and his thoughts on a more perfect republic."  She continued.

                "That's not hard, let's go to my apartment and you can access the material directly from my computer.  I have access to most of the major libraries in the country and you can start the research this morning."

                "Rats, don't I get any time for fun and play?"

                "Sure you do, when everything is done, then you can play."

                "OK Uncle Jake, can we start this afternoon?"

                "That's fine.  Let's talk about this coming week shall we?  I know your mother gave you 500 pages of instructions about how to act, what to say, wear, etc."

                "Try a 1000, that would be more like it."

                "I knew she would, let's try to condense them into some reasonable size.  If you act as you normally do around me, if you don't do anything really stupid or off the wall, then we will do fine.  I do want to caution you about your dress, try to remember I'm around and I am a male.  In other words, don't bounce out of your room with nothing on, OK?"

                "I'll try to remember, but that's kind of hard to do.  Usually we are a house of women and that makes a difference."

                She looked at her toast then shyly looked back at me.  "Uncle Jake, we've talked about lots of things over the past year or so, but we've never talked about sex.  May I ask you some questions about that while we are alone this week?"

                "If you want, but let's wait until the afternoons, shall we?"

                "OK"

                I took her back to my apartment and showed her how to access the information and while she was working, took care of some of the things I needed to do.

                By four, she had an armload of papers and was grinning like a cat who just found a vat of cream.  "This stuff should blow the teacher away.  I think I can write about four times the length of paper he wants now and it's all stuff the libraries around here don't have or the access is on a restricted basis."

                We went out to eat and then back to her house and after feeding the dog and cat, we stretched out on the couch and watched some television and then a couple of movies before she started yawning and getting sleepy.  I sent her up to bed and went into my room to get ready myself.

                I put on my pajamas and robe and waited and sure enough, about ten minutes later I heard her call.  "Uncle Jake, will you come up and tuck me in?"

                I went up and she was in bed laying there waiting for me.  She'd fluffed her hair and had on one of her new nighties and was looking like the old pictures of a virginal bride waiting for her husband on their wedding night.

                I smiled at her, kissed her forehead and covered her, took one of her hands and said.  "You look very pretty tonight, if I wasn't guarding the door downstairs, I'd almost expect you were expecting one of your many boyfriends to come by."

                "Gee thanks Uncle Jake, (a) I don't do those things and you, of all people, should know that, (b) I don't have any boyfriends, you know that too, (c) thank you for putting up with me and (d) for the compliment.  Do you really think I'm pretty?"

                "Yes Silly, Girl Child, I do.  You are a very pretty girl and if people don't see that, then that is their problem not yours."

                "But Uncle Jake, boys don't seem to want to ask me out, they look interested until they see my braces or crutches then they walk away.  Why?"

                "I don't know, sometimes young males are the most stupid creatures on the earth.  Peer pressure has a part in their makeup as it does in yours.  There are as many reasons for someone walking away as there are for walking toward and as there are people on the earth.  Somewhere there is a man for you and you are set for some man."

                "OK Uncle Jake, I sure wish you were my age though."

                "I'm not, so quit wishing."  I said as I kissed her nose again and left, turning out the light.

                That's about how it went for the next week.  She came out of her room a couple of times without her top and once 'just happened' to be coming from the bathroom to her room naked as I walked down the hall.  Erin also started asking me to rub her back at night and wanted me to rub the rest a couple of times but I talked her out of those rubs.  Yes she was trying to understand her own sexuality and what to do with those strange feelings.

                She, the day before her mother and sister were due home, asked if we could have a talk about sex and her feelings.  We sat at the dining room table and she started asking questions and from her questions and the discussion.

                As we talked, she pulled her shirt up and would point to each spot she was asking me to explain and then as we continued, she pulled her shorts and panties off so she could see the different areas as we talked about each.

                I haven't described her yet, have I?

                Erin is a tall girl, with black, black hair, green eyes and a clear white skin.  She is a small busted young lady and she is also small through the hips.  As you look at her legs, because of the braces, they look thinner than normal and her shoulders and arms look bigger but in reality, she is normal is her measurements.

                Lori is much different, she is shorter, full breasted and has wide hips.  She is blond, with dark eyebrows and with the same green eyes as Erin.  Her complexion is a little more ruddy than her sister's."

                When her mother got home, I told Georgette about her actions and when she turned red and started apologizing, I just told her there wasn't a problem and I was just telling her so she would know where Erin got some of her information.

                Going back to the story, I finished the talk and sent Erin up to bed and was expecting her to try something sexy but she surprised me and didn't.

                About noon the next day her mother and sister came home and we talked about the trip and parades and what we had done, then I went home.

Erin II

                In March, Georgette called me and asked if we could meet for lunch.  When I arrived, she was at the table and after a couple of minutes of small talk, she asked me how long it would take to turn Erin loose.

                "She's ready now to make it on her own, she's been ready for several months, why?  Is there some problem?"

                "No Jake, I'm sorry, that didn't come out the way I wanted it to, I'm trying for a new position.  There is an opening in the upper mid-west for a federal public defender and that person would head the whole department.  I've got a good chance for the job.  If I should get it, then we would be moving and I wanted to make sure Erin wouldn't be hurt by the move."

                "Congratulations, Georgette, I hope you get it if that's what you want.  Although I could turn Erin loose tomorrow if necessary, I would like to have about a month's notice though to really wean her away."

                "That won't be any problem, I will go for an interview sometime in April and be gone for about a week.  If the interview goes well, then I want to look at the housing market.

                "When I go," she continued,  "I'd like for you to house and teen sit for me again.  I want to take Erin with me, she missed the New Year's trip and although you made it a special time for her, I think she needs a trip too.

                "So, if we go, I'd like to leave Lori with you.  I know I'm taking advantage of our friendship and I'm sorry, but you are the only one I feel good about leaving the girls with."

                "Not to worry, I don't mind."

                "Jake, if I should get the job, then I'll need to go back to finalize everything and that time I want to take Lori and leave Erin with you and you can use that time, if you think best, to finish the doctor-patient relationship but I hope you will always be our friend and the girls' adopted Uncle and surrogate father."

                "Answering the last part first, I hope I can be too.  You work out the arrangements and give me a few days to make sure my things are in line and I'll be ready to do anything you ask.  By the way, you aren't taking advantage of friendship, you are asking a favor and if the truth be told, I enjoy being with the girls as much as they say they enjoy my company."

                She reached across the table and squeezed my hand and smiled her thanks at me.

                A couple of minutes later, I said.  "Georgette, if you get the job and need to leave Erin with me, could I take her on a short trip?  I'd like to go up on the Pecos and spend a couple of days in a cabin hiking and maybe reading, writing or just studying the insides of my eyelids.  Erin should be though with school about then and she might enjoy the short vacation before a busy summer of moving."

                "That sounds wonderful, but don't mention that yet.  Let's not count chickens before the eggs are laid.  In fact I may send the girls and stay here and let you baby sit for me."

                We both laughed and finished the lunch.  Two weeks later when I brought Erin home, Lori met us at the door.  "Guess what Uncle Jake, Mom and Erin are going on a trip and leaving me to babysit for you, Dratted Cat and Darn Dog."

                "Gee thanks and who's going to watch you, some bird in a cage?"

                "No silly Uncle, actually Erin is going with Mom and I have to stay home so to make the medicine go down better, you're my babysitter."

                "That's better, you definitely need a babysitter and if baby gets too big for her britches, I get to actually sit on her."

                "Mom, did you hear Uncle Jake, I want to go, if he sits on me, I'll be as flat as a pancake."

                Erin was laughing as she said.  "Good, then maybe I can give you some hand me down bras.  I mean you haven't been flat since you were 12.  I think I was the only girl in my class whose baby sister had more chest than she did."

                "Girls, stop already with the flat chested jokes, you'll embarrass someone, probably me."  Georgette said as she stood with her hands on her hips in the doorway.

                "Jake, would you mind watching Lori for the next week.  I have a job interview in Sioux Falls."

                "No I don't mind, what am I supposed to watch her doing?  Is she going to do something more than acting as she normally does?  There are times when even a bump on a log moves more often and a rock is a better conversationalist."

                "UNCLE JAKE!  That's not true."

                I took her by the waist and hugged her as I kissed her nose.  "I don't mind and we'll do about the same things as Erin and I did."

                Erin was torn between wanting to go with her mother and wanting to stay.

                A week later I moved back into the room I'd used before.

                Lori came home from school that day, tossed her books into the corner and said.  "Spring Break starts now and my teachers must be sick, no one gave us any homework and since all my papers are in, I have a free week to do absolutely nothing."

                She flopped in a chair and looked at me, then started grinning.  "I know I have things to do, I was just kidding and trying out how that would sound.  Uncle Jake, I have a paper to do on the history of Santa Fe, actually the Rio Grande valley from Santa Fe to Socorro.  I have done most of the research on it but I would like to see some of the places and take some pictures.  Can we go to Santa Fe a couple of times this next week?  I want to explore some of the museums and art galleries."

                "Sure Lori, I was wondering what we might do, the thought of spending a week cooped up with you was about to cause me to call your mother and have her come home."

                She backhanded my stomach and when I sat down, she perched on my knee with her fist doubled up and shook it under my nose.  "More smart cracks and my fist cracks your nose, Mister."  Then she started laughing and hugged me.

                She rubbed against me and I started to react then she turned serious and sat on the coffee table.  "Uncle Jake, I know you talked to Erin about sex and boys and so forth, will you talk to me too?"

                "Sure Lori, I'm surprised you waited this long to ask me."

                "I was kind of embarrassed, I'm supposed to know all these things and I don't."

                "And Erin wasn't?"

                "Sure she was, but she has an excuse, boys don't bug her about going out, they don't make cracks to her about king sized knockers and pillow hips and bedroom eyes.  I'm supposed to look like I want every boy in my class to lay me and like I've laid all the boy's in Erin's class.  Uncle Jake, I haven't, I haven't been out but a couple of times and those boys scared me to death.  I didn't know what to do and how to act."

                "I understand Lori.  It seems like the best looking girls in the class always have the hardest times getting dates because the boys are afraid someone else has beat them to asking and then when you don't show up, you've gone somewhere else and are probably out making love somewhere with your older boyfriend."

                "You do understand.  What can I do, Uncle Jake?"

                "Have you thought about asking one of the boys?"

                "Yes, but I haven't had the nerve and besides, what happens if he wants to go too far, how do I stop him and what if I don't want to stop him?"

                I gave her the same lecture or talk I'd given Erin and then she wanted to know where all these spots and places were on her body.  Where Erin was very unconcerned about showing her body, Lori was almost the opposite, never showing a part she didn't want seen.

                Saturday and Sunday were lazy days, we went to a movie on Saturday night and to Church Sunday morning.

                Sunday night she called me up to her room after she'd gone to bed.  "Uncle Jake, I know you rubbed Erin's back for her when you stayed here with her, I'd like for you to do the same for me."

                She'd been trying a few little ploys to get me to notice her and maybe trying, just a little, to seduce me.  I said a few minutes ago that she was a very modest girl, however, since our talk she had started to be a little more daring.

                "I'll rub your back but Lori, you're trying to put me in a little bit of an awkward position.  I've noticed what you've semi-tried to do today and yesterday since we had our talk.  I'll rub your back and as Erin told you, I rub on bare skin, but your back better be all that's showing.  If there is anything else, then young lady, I'll turn around and leave your room and I won't be back upstairs until your mother is home."

                She nodded kind of sheepishly as I went outside her door to wait for her to get ready.  About ten minutes later, she called me and asked be to come back inside.  "Uncle Jake, I'm ready, please come in and check and if there is anything showing that shouldn't be, then tell me please and I'll fix it.  I mean that, I don't want you to stay away from me, OK?"

                "OK" I went into the room and she was topless but she was laying on her stomach, actually on a pillow, her arms wrapped around it and although you could see the swelling of her breasts on her ribs, she was as modest as she could be.  She had pulled her pajama pants down until they were at the base of her spine but again she was showing nothing she shouldn't.

                I worked on her back and shoulders, her upper arms and neck and then covered her.  I started to leave when she said.  "Uncle Jake, wait just a minute please.  I want to put on my top and pull up my bottoms so we can talk some more.  You can look at the wall if you want, it'll only take me a minute, but I wouldn't mind if you looked."

                I turned my back and she slid her top on and bottoms up and then said.  "OK Uncle Jake, you can turn around now."

                I did and she was dressed for bed, her top in place and covers up to her shoulders.  She patted the bed and I sat down beside her and she talked about some things going on in school and we talked about Erin and her problems then she put her arms up for a hug and I kissed her forehead.

                She shook her head and said.  "No Uncle Jake, you can kiss me on the lips, I don't have any diseases and you don't either and you aren't trying to make this into a sexy kiss and I won't either, but it's tempting."

                I laughed and kissed her lips, they were just barely apart and dry but she kept her word and didn't try to make it into a sexy kiss.  I went downstairs, worked on my lap top computer for a little while then went to bed.

                She was up before me Monday and was sitting on the edge of my bed when I opened my eyes.  "Good Morning Uncle Jake, I hope you don't mind my coming in, I heard this terrible noise from in here and was afraid something had gotten you but you were only snoring.  Seriously, I just wanted to sit and watch you sleep.  I miss Daddy so much and I used to do this to him too and he'd laugh at me and tell me he didn't know what was so fascinating about watching him sleep but he didn't run me off and I hope you won't either."

                "No Lori, I won't but make sure I'm covered before you come in."

                We talked for several minutes, then I did run her out so I could get up and after breakfast that Monday we went to Santa Fe and spent the day exploring the museums, art galleries and walking all over the plaza.

                Lori flopped down in a chair as soon as we got back to the house and shook her head.  "Uncle Jake, I thought I was supposed to be the young one and you've out walked and out done me all day long.  Where do you get all your energy?"

                "I'll never tell."  I said teasing her.

                "I'm going up and take a bath."  She said.  "Then tonight, I'd like for you to give me a rub down again."

                "OK, but same rules apply."

                "OK, but I wish you'd relax some of them, my legs and feet feel like they are going to fall off.  I also wish you would rub my shoulders, the front part of them.  I can wear my two-piece bathing suit if you want and we can unsnap the parts needed for my back and then cover up again when I turn over."

                "We'll see, why don't you wait until after supper for your bath, then you can soak for a little longer."

                We ate supper, did the dishes and fed the animals, then took a short walk with the dog and came back.  Right after Lori went upstairs, the phone rang and I answered it.

                Georgette was calling to tell us about their trip and how the initial meeting had gone.  "I'm going back on Wednesday so that means I won't be back until Saturday, will that cause any problems for you?"  She asked.

                "Nope, no problem at all."

                Lori was on the extension in her room and started telling her mother all about our day when she yelped in pain then called me.

                I went upstairs and she was on her bed holding her leg and the muscle was knotted into a ball.  You could hear Georgette laughing on the phone and when Lori yelped again and grabbed her hip this time and she was almost in tears from the pain.

                She said.  "Lori, get undressed, get on the message table in my bathroom, let Jake give you a good rub down and I mean all over just like I do then you get in the tub and turn on the Jacuzzi action and lay back while it boils you.  I don't want to hear from Jake that you were embarrassed and wouldn't let him rub any part of your body.  I know he's good, Erin told me how he rubbed her back and her calves."

                "Yes Mommy, I'll do it, you tell Uncle Jake though.  I don't think he'd believe me."

                "Yes Georgette I'll give her a good rub down, I just didn't want to embarrass her or cause problems for the family if I saw a part of her body normally covered."

                "You won't and if she turns more than a little pink then you tell me and we'll pink her bottom.  Jake, she's got to learn the difference between sexual looks and touches and therapeutic actions."

                "Yes Ma'am."

                She told Lori to go get the oil out, get ready and on the table and she'd tell me to come in the bathroom in just a minute.

                "OK Jake," she said when Lori was out of the room, "I'd like you to give her the rub down as we said, I'd also like you to stay in the bathroom with her while she is in the tub.  She sometimes relaxes so much with the rub and hot water, she goes to sleep."

                "OK Georgette"

                "The interview went well and I think I may have the job, but I'll know better Wednesday when I talk to the Chief Judge of the District.  Now go rub on Lori."

                "Yes Ma'am," I said laughing as I hung up.

                I went in the bathroom and she was on the table on her stomach, wearing only her panties and with her legs folded at the knees, waving in the air.  I started with her calves and feet and worked my way up her legs to her hips, lowered her panties so I could work on her buttocks and then pulled them back up.  I continued with her back, shoulders, neck and head.  She turned over and I started at her feet again and worked my way up to her thighs.  I moved to the head of the table and worked on her arms, shoulders and the supporting muscles for her breasts.

                When I got to her abdomen, I started to rub and there was rumblings within her stomach.  I felt around then sat her on the table.  "OK Lori, truth telling time now.  You've got a king sized belly ache don't you?"

                "Yes Uncle Jake."  As she said that, she grabbed her stomach and almost rolled off the table with a belly cramp.  Tears were running out of her eyes as she said.  "I need to go, but I can't, it hurts, it hurts bad, stop it Uncle Jake."

                She doubled up in pain again and I felt her stomach and it was rock hard.

                I just shook my head and called Georgette.  She answered and as soon as I said.  "We have a stomach problem . . ."

                "OK Jake."

                She had me put the phone on the speaker and said.  "Lori, you screwed up again didn't you?  I know you didn't go Thursday and Friday before I left and I'll bet you ate cheese and crackers all day Saturday while you were reading, ate a couple of big meals yesterday and junk food between your meals today, right?"

                "Yes Mommy."

                "OK Kiddo, that means a clean out session.  Jake, the Stink Pot won't go to the bathroom on any type of schedule, eats the wrong foods and then gets her bowels in an uproar.  The feces packs into an almost immovable mass and we have to work on it for awhile to get it to move and her system reset.  It's not serious unless it won't move then we sometimes go into the ER and have the doctor use more drastic methods.  Do you mind cleaning her out?"

                "No Georgette, I don't mind.  What do you usually use?"

                "Enemas and if that doesn't move her, then we have to have the impacted fecal matter dug out."

                "OK, I'll start her, I have some stuff in my bag of tricks and we'll get her back to normal."

                "Use what you need Jake, then if that isn't the problem, call me and I'll get a flight out of here."

                "Relax Georgette, it is, she doesn't have any symptoms of any other problems.  Remember you have a resident kid doc on the premises."

                "Right, I forgot, OK, call me when you finish."

                I hung up and turned to Lori who was still sitting on the floor holding her stomach and there were tears in her eyes and she was breaking out in cold sweats as the stomach pains got worse.

                "Lori, apparently this isn't the first time so you know the procedure, get the enema equipment out and fill the bag with a warm, body temp. H2O.  I'm going out to the car to get my medical bag."

                "You're a doctor?"

                "Yes Squirt, see how lucky you are to have me around."

                She was hunched over holding her belly when I got back upstairs.  "Lori, I'm sorry, but this is going to embarrass you I'm sure, I need for you to undress completely then get on the table and spread your fanny cheeks so I can place the nozzle."

                "I know Uncle Jake.  I've had to do this before."

                I placed the nozzle, started the water running and got a stool softening suppository and when I took the nozzle out, I inserted the suppository.  We waited and she kept doubling over with the cramps.  I massaged her belly and tried to move the impacted feces.

                It was locked in place and I finally said.  "Kid, this is going no where, if you strain much more, we are going to get a ruptured bowel.  I'm going into you and start digging.  I need for you to get on your knees, put your hands behind them and lean forward until your head is on the table."

                "Yes Uncle Jake."  She got into the position then I used one of the smaller speculum I had in my medical bag to spread the anal walls and started, with a blunt edged instrument and began digging the impacted feces out.  I worked for several minutes then felt the mass began to move.  I placed the enema nozzle again and started more water flowing.  I removed the apparatus and helped her lay back down and worked on her belly again.  I felt the mass start to move so I helped her to the commode and held her as she strained and her bowels began to move.

                We continued to work for almost a half hour before I was satisfied she was clean then cleaned her and commode as she rested on the table.

                Finally I got the oil, warmed it and began to work on her legs again.  I abbreviated the rub down this time and started the water going in the tub and the Jacuzzi going.  I helped her over to the tub and slid her into the water.

                When she began to relax, I mentally reviewed something I noticed and decided how I was going to approach the problem.

                I guess you are wanting some type of description.  Fine dark pubic hair, very sparse, in fact almost non existent.  She had a prominent pubic mound, not fat, nor even plump but she had a larger frame than most.

                While I was working on her and she was holding her fanny cheeks open, her vagina was also opened.  Family, I told you how modest she was and what she said about not knowing how to act around boys or what to do.  She was not a virgin, she had a hymen and it had been broken in a manner consistent with sexual intercourse, not tampons nor by a childhood incident.  From my initial evaluation, from her reactions and the way she acted, I would guess she had been raped at some time, about three to four years before.

                I finally took the bull by the horns and said.  "Lori, there is something we need to talk about."

                "Yes Uncle Jake, what is it?"

                I sat beside the tub and took her hand and held it as I said.  "Sweetheart, you haven't been totally honest with me about your knowledge of sex, have you?"

                She looked surprised, started to jerk her hand away then stopped and framed the words to deny the statement then grabbed my hand with her other hand, sat bolt upright in the tub and started to cry."

                "No Sir, I haven't."

                "Do you want to tell me?  I would say it's been plaguing you for a long time, probably since you were about 12, right?"

                "Yes Sir, Uncle Jake, it happened the afternoon of Daddy's funeral.  Uncle Leo, Daddy's step-brother came to the funeral with three of his friends.  He is a lot younger than Daddy, I guess he was about 20 at the time.  Mother wasn't happy to see him but she couldn't turn him away.  I came up to change clothes and they were in the hall.  I went into my room and as I took off my dress, they came into my room.  I started to call for Mom, but one of them grabbed my mouth and held it shut while Uncle Leo said.

                'Look at her, she's big enough and I think she's ripe.  It's been too long since we had a piece so let's get her.  I'll bet she's even cherry.'

                One of the other's said.  'Hey it's her father's funeral, let's give her a break.'

                'Nope, her old man was a pain as a brother and now I'm going to get a little back.'

                He ripped my bra off and yanked my panties down and then he belted me a good one in the belly.  I grabbed my stomach and tried to catch my breath and they took my arms and legs and frog marched me into the bathroom here, got a towel out, spread it under my fanny and put me on the table there.

                Uncle Leo got real close to my face and said.  'Look Cutey, if you don't scream and fight too hard, we won't get your sister.  If you do, then she gets the same thing you're going to get and so does your mom and then we might as  well slit your throats.  It won't bother us any, we've done it all before.'

                That scared me Uncle Jake and I nodded.  He pulled down his pants, spit in his hand and rubbed it on his thing and then got between my legs.  One of them put their hand over my mouth again while the other two held my legs and arms as Leo shoved his way into me.  It hurt, it hurt so bad, I tried to scream, I couldn't help it, it hurt so much.

                He kept rubbing himself in and out of me down there and it felt like it does when someone keeps rubbing their hand back and forth on your arm, you know an Indian rope burn?  Anyway he finally squirted something in me and that started burning like saltwater does on a cut and he pulled out.  His thing was shinny with his stuff and blood and he just grinned and said. 'I told you she was a cherry.'

                The next one moved into place after dropping his pants and pushed into me.  It kept on and on, one right after the other, as soon as one finished, the next one started.  I finally fainted, I guess, it hurt so bad.  When I woke up, Leo was doing it to me again and this time it didn't hurt as bad.  Just as before, they stood around the table as they each took a turn . . ., God help me Uncle Jake, it started feeling good.  I started to feel something.  That wasn't right, it's not right."

                There wasn't much I could say to her.  I dried her tears, helped her out of the tub, dried her off and took her into her room.  She lay on the bed like she was dead, then turned her face to the wall and started crying.  I was afraid of what she might do, so I picked her up, pulled the quilt off the bed and carried her back downstairs where there was a big rocker and let her curl up in my arms and I sat and rocked her all night.  I was afraid to put her down or leave her or even go to sleep, for fear she would do something drastic.

                I must have dozed off about dawn because I woke up to see her relaxed, with her thumb in her mouth and looking up at me with a small smile on her face.

                "Thanks Uncle Jake, I needed that.  I'm OK now, I promise I am.  I feel better this morning and there's about a 100 ton weight off my shoulders.  I must have scared you to death.  You're still in your clothes and they're wrinkled and I'm as naked as a jaybird."

                "Lori, I was scared, you talked to me, then just started crying and wouldn't say anything else.  I put you on your bed and you just turned toward the wall.  I couldn't have that so I picked you and your quilt up and brought you down here with me.  Are you sure you're all right?"

                "Yes Uncle Jake, I'm fine, I promise you and it's a solemn promise I won't do anything stupid or dumb, especially like doing away with myself.  That wouldn't help anyone especially me."

                "Good Lori, thank you for the promise."

                As we were talking the phone rang and Georgette was on the phone.  "Jake, we have a potential problem.  I called my office for an update and the message on the machine was that my step-brother-in-law Leo and three of his friends escaped from Oklahoma State Prison yesterday and are apparently headed toward Albuquerque.  The last time we saw them was the day of Tom's funeral and I think they may have hurt Lori.  Jake be careful, they are not 'right' and have a multitude of problems, most of which deal with those in authority and those they can bully or who are smaller, weaker or less capable of defending themselves.  At least that's what they've been accused of doing every time they've been in trouble."

                "I gathered that, Georgette, we need to talk about them and yes they hurt Lori.  She told me about it last night.  We talked and I think most of the problem has been worked out, but you need to be aware of what happened.  We'll discuss it when you get home.  Don't worry, we'll be fine."

                We talked for a couple more minutes, as I lied through my teeth.  As soon as she hung up, I alerted my security people and seconds later they were reporting four strange men walking around the house.

                I sent Lori upstairs to dress.  "Lori, your step-Uncle escaped from prison yesterday and there are four strangers around the house now.  Don't be worried, my security people are moving in right now but we will let them come to the door.  Dress as though you were going to church, long skirt, long sleeved blouse, panty hose, panties, bra, one of the full support ones and then come downstairs.  If they come to the door before you get here, I'll let them in and then you can come down, don't let them get you alone in any part of the house.  Again, don't worry, I'm not going to let them even touch you and my security people are watching every move they make."

                "Oh God, aren't they ever going to leave me alone?  Uncle Jake, I don't know if I can take them, I just exorcized them last night and now they're back to haunt me."  She put her face in her hands and started crying.

                "Lori, look at me!  I said I'll protect you and I will and nothing, I repeat, nothing will hurt you.  Go get dressed NOW!"

                I was a little stern, I admit but I wanted her upstairs and away from these animals, especially since she was still nude.  About ten minutes later, she was back down and looking very demure and pretty in her church dress when the doorbell rang.  I went to the door and the person there asked for Georgette.

                I told him she was out of town and I was house sitting and he pushed me out of the way as he and his friends came into the entry hall.  "Out of the way Pops.  If Georgette isn't here, what about the girls?  I saw one of them moving around upstairs just now."

                "Lori is here with me."

                He looked in and saw her and when she cringed and moved away from him, he grinned an evil smile.  "Yeah she remembers.  Hey Cutie, we're going to do the same thing all day and night while we wait for your Mom to get home.  Tell Pops here to take a hike, we can take care of the house."

                "Hello Uncle Leo, no I'm not going to tell Mr. Simpson to take a hike, he's supposed to be watching me, the house and the animals.  Mom won't be back until Saturday, I'll tell her you were here though, I'm sure she will be sorry she missed you."

                "Yeah, right, well, we'll be here waiting for her.  This house will be just right for us to hole up in until things die down a little.  Maybe if you're good, we won't use you more than four or five times a day.  Now go get naked, we haven't had a piece since a couple of weeks after we left here right after Tom's funeral.  I'm hot and my pecker is hard just waiting for you."

                "I don't think so Uncle Leo, you did it to me that day, you'll never do it to me again.  I waited for six months to make sure you hadn't given me some type of disease and I worried about it everyday, I still worry that you gave me something that hasn't shown up yet.  I was also worried about you making me pregnant.  No Uncle Leo, you or your friends are never sticking those things in me again.  I'd rather be dead so you, Tom, Dick and Harry or whatever your names are, go screw off and find someone else to stick those dirty pricks into."

                "Well haven't we gotten feisty over the years.  It doesn't matter, your hole will still be warm even if you aren't, so get naked and spread  those legs or we'll strip you and spread you and we won't be as gentle as we were last time and if you aren't breathing anymore when we get you naked and spread, tough toenails.  We will still have your sister when she gets home.  I wonder if being spastic makes her any wilder."

                I'd left the door open and by that time, the police were standing behind the four listening and one of them finally said.  "Why don't you boys just shut your mouths.  We're tired of listening to you and I'm sure these folks are too."

                They looked around and like caged animals, they started looking for escape routes but the security men were standing at the other doorways and the one outside the window had his pistol drawn and aimed.

                "Leo, for your information, the man at the window has a .44 Automag pointed at you.  He loads his own shells and manufactures his own bullet's.  Some he buys ready-made and then they are intermixed.  Out of the load there will be at least one Glazer which is balls of lead shot encased in Teflon, another will be a plain dum-dum, another will be a solid projectile and then another will be one of his own making.  That is an interesting bullet.  He takes a reg .44 bullet, hollows the center, puts a drop of mercury in the hollow, then seals the whole thing.  Now if a .22 manufactured like that will explode a watermelon or a person's head, think what a .44 will do.  Oh by the way, the red dot is a laser sight and it is where the bullet will hit you."

                The dot was slowly moving from his lower belly and genitalia to his heart and then back down.

                Suddenly all four had their hands in the air and then they were on the floor with their hands outspread as their hands were cuffed behind them.  I asked the officer in charge to wait for a few minutes before transporting them, to wait until I made a couple of calls.  I went into the other room to make the calls.

                When I came back, I handed the phone to the officer who, as he talked, looked at his prisoners, then at me, then slowly he nodded and a faint smile curled his lips.  "Yes Sir, we'll do as you ask.  We weren't here, we haven't arrested anyone and the call will be forgotten."

                He looked at the other officers who looking at him as though he'd lost his mind as he told them to exchange handcuffs with the security men and then he'd explain what was going on when they were away from the house.

                My men were almost as curious but exchanged the handcuffs.

                As the police left, I took the head of the team aside and talked to him for a couple of minutes, then the security team, with loud, profane protests from Leo and his cohorts, took them to the garage and loaded them in a windowless van which they had driven into the garage.  When everyone was loaded and shackled in place, the vehicle door was closed and the team in place, I opened the garage door and they drove off.

                "Uncle Jake, why?"

                "Don't worry Honey, everything is fine."  We went back into the house and as I was going into my room, I told Lori to fix herself a very light breakfast, maybe just a couple of pieces of toast and to eat it slowly while I dressed.

                When I was dressed, we went to the car and as we left, I said.  "Lori, let me preface what I'm going to say to you with a statement.  I believe every word you told me last night and this morning.  Now I want you to be thinking about what you told me over the last 18 hours and if there might be anything you would want to add, delete or modify."

                "I might add some, some of the things they said or more that they did, but that's all.

                "OK, this morning you will be asked to repeat the story.  If you can, try to keep it as unemotional as possible.  Lori, In a couple of hours, these four persons are going to be placed on trial.  It will be a much different type of trial than you've seen on television or heard your mother describe and it will be much different than they are used to having.  The judge, court and jury will be made up of their peers."

                "Isn't that what usually happens?"

                "Not really, think about what you've seen in the trials you've witnessed.  Think also about the definition of peers, then their peers and who they might be.  With whom have they been associating over the past few years?"

                "Other prisoners, oh you mean we are going to . . ."

                "Yes we're going to the State Prison, the old maximum security where they keep the 'lifers'.  We have an appointment with the Warden at ten."

                She was very quiet all the way and held my hand in a death grip as we were escorted to the Warden's office.

                He stood and shook our hands then as we were seated, he started.  "Mr. Simpson, your request is strange indeed, at first I didn't know if we could acquiesce to your request, then I listened to what happened, the circumstances under which it happened and decided we would accede to your petition.  I instructed the guard to pass the word for the 'court' to assemble.  By common usage, there are no names offered, nor given during the 'trial', that's except the witnesses and those accused and those are first names only."

                He looked at Lori and continued.  "Miss, I'm sure the language will be blunt-to the point and perhaps vulgar and profane.  I'm telling you this now so you will not be shocked."

                The Warden stood and walked around his office and looked out his window.  "I will not be there, the whole proceedings are confidential, secret and 'beneath the table' so to speak.  I know about it as have my predecessors.  These 'trials' are how snitches, sneaks, petty thieves, deviant behaviors, as defined by the men, are handled within the confines of these walls.  By allowing the men to police this, I can better do my job.  We have a tacit understanding that if the 'court' requires stern punishment and should be handled by the guards, the particulars will be given to one of my men and we will handle the punishment."

                He continued to talk until there was a discrete knock on the door and a guard nodded and said.  "Everything is ready.  The 'court' is assembled and the others are in place."

                The Warden continued to look out of his window.  "Fine, please escort the young lady and the gentleman to the area."

                As we left, I took Lori's hand again.  We were cleared into the prison proper and one by one, as we progressed deeper into the prison, the doors seemed to slam shut with even louder and more discordant clangs.  As each one shut behind us, Lori's eyes got bigger and she held my hand even tighter and moved as close as she could without tripping over my feet.

                There were a few cat-calls as we moved through some areas, but those were quickly quieted as the word passed why we were there.  Quietly the guard said as we walked.  "You will be separated from the 'court' by a sheet of glass.  There will be no correction officers within the courtroom.  The court is autonomous and anonymous.  You are and will be safe, there have been guarantees made by all concerned.  Every word you say and those said within the court will be piped to the others.  You have been approved as the prosecutor and will be able to do so from your area.  You may not be needed, the men know a great deal of law and are capable of handling most situations."

                We were placed in a small glassed in area overlooking an area arranged as a courtroom.  There was a 'judge', a 'bailiff', a 'jury' in place and other 'court' personnel gathered.  Leo and his friends were at a table alone and were shackled in place.

                Lori and I stood in front of the window and the 'judge' nodded and said.  "As was explained, there are no names or numbers here.  I will address you as Mr. Attorney and the young lady as Miss Witness."

                The court opened with the reading of the charges, multiple counts of rape and grievous bodily harm.  The judge looked at Lori and asked her to tell her story, but before she could start, he asked me to hold a Bible for her and for her to place her hand on the Bible and swear to tell the truth.

                She started her testimony and the judge led her through it, clarifying parts and descriptive terms, finally asking her age at the time of the attack and the circumstances of the day.

                Lori nodded and said.  "I was 12 and it was the day we buried my father."

                He looked shocked, then asked her to continue with any other details she might like to add.

                "Thank you, I spent six months before I knew for sure I wasn't pregnant.  I'd never had a period before that day and it was that long before I had my first.  I knew a girl could get pregnant even if she had sex before starting if the act happened at the time the first egg was produced.  Then I was worried I was going to get some disease.  I still have nightmares about diseases and I wonder if I was infected with something that hasn't shown up yet.  My doctor says I'm silly for worrying but he doesn't know the circumstances of my lost virginity, he just thinks I was screwing around.  I still worry.  I was bleeding and hurting after they finished and I know each of them ejaculated into me so any germs or viruses could have found a way into my blood system."

                I squeezed her hand and tried, silently, to reassure her as she continued to talk.  Tears had begun to flow from her eyes and continued to stream down her face.  "What even made it worse was that my Mother defended them in Court on similar charges the week before.  They wanted her to come to Oklahoma to defend them a month later.  She was going, but my sister had a problem and she couldn't go."

                She continued.  "Your Honor . . ."

                "No young lady, that is the title used for a judge, I'm not a judge.  If you want to talk to me, just look at me and I'll know I'm being spoken to by you."

                "Yes Sir, I never told Mom about what happened because she would feel bad about having defending them before.  But now, it seems, they are continuing to hurt more people and doing the same things over and over again.  This morning when they came to the house, they were talking about doing it to me again and told me to undress because they were hard and ready.  They also want to do it to my sister.  I've tried to be a Christian, to love, forgive them, and forget what they've done, but when they wanted to do the same things to my handicapped sister . . ., no Sir, I can't let it go on any longer."

                She looked into the eyes of the judge.  "Last night was the first time I've told anyone about what happened to me the day of Daddy's funeral.  I told Uncle about it.  He was afraid I was going to kill myself so he sat and rocked me all night."

                "Thank you Miss.  Mr. Attorney, you are a psychologist are you not?"

                "Yes, I'm a counselor and have been the girl's counselor for almost two years.  Her mental state was very precarious last night, I was afraid for her life.  She is either the most skilled liar I've met or she is telling the truth . . ."

                Leo interrupted.  "Can it Pops.  The little slut is like all the other girls we've known.  They can't wait to play bury the sausage between their hot little legs and then if they get caught, then it's rape.  I'll bet she's letting you prong her, I mean who'd let a cupcake like that just sit in their lap all night unless they were queer or strange.  She's probably afraid you might blab about her to her mother and that's why she's telling all those lies about us."

                He looked around and said.  "This Kangaroo Court isn't even close to legal and I'm suing the socks off you and the rest of these clowns.  Now turn us loose and you go hump a chicken.  Bros on the court, I'll see you down the line."

                He started to stand up and was shoved back into his chair and the judge said.  "Silence the prisoner.  The court has some questions it would like to ask."

                One of the inmate bailiffs put his hand over Leo's mouth as the judge continued to ask questions of me then Lori.  Finally he looked at Leo and his friends.  "You've heard your accuser, how do you plead?"

                He used a bad word, the one dealing with excrement and said.  "Sure Bro, we pronged her, but it sure wasn't rape or anything like that.  We were upstairs checking out my step-bother's place when the little twist saw us, pulled up her skirt, showed us her hairless twat and said.  'How 'bout it boys?'  She weren't no virgin either-she was tight but . . ..  She fell back on the bed, spread her legs and when we finished with her, she wanted $20 apiece from us.  She said since we were kin, she was giving us a discount.  We negotiated and gave her $100 so she would take us on again.  This time though she was moving her fanny and she was a lot better.  She sure was getting sloppy by then, I mean we filled her full of goo and she was as wet as she could be, I mean she was dripping, plus the blood . . ."

                Then he realized what he said.  The judge looked at him as though he was a piece of raw meat and he, the judge, was a hungry dog.  "What did you say, blood?  I thought you said she wasn't a virgin and she wanted it.  If she wasn't then where did all this blood come from?"

                "Hey, who knows, I sure don't.  When do we get let out of here?"

                The other three looked at the judge and jury and said, one by one, "guilty, we're sorry for what we did and ask the court to have mercy."

                He smile again and looked at the jury.  They huddled in one corner then the inmate acting as foreman said.  "We find them guilty, we don't see any reason for mercy for the leader, the others, we'll take under advisement and render that decision at a later time."

                Leo had his arm twisted behind him as he was forced to his feet.  "Leo, you're sentenced to death.  Here we don't set a time or a place or even the executioner.  There is no appeal of the sentence either.  You see, as of now, you have ceased to exist.  You are 'no longer alive, nor a human'.The time, place and executioner will be decided by ballot this afternoon, but you won't know the results.  You will die, it may be this afternoon, maybe tomorrow, maybe sometime during the week or month but by this time next year, you will be bones buried under the exercise yard like most of your ilk.  Until such time as your death, you will be used as you used Miss Witness.  There will be several men each time.  If we remember, you will be fed and you will be given a blanket on which to sleep, if you get any sleep."

                He looked at the others.  "You also will be assigned a bed time partner and will spend the rest of your lives in someone's bed.  You are not sentenced to death, maybe that is the worst punishment, I don't know.  You will be counted and otherwise treated as a lifer by the guards but you will not appear on the prison census, records, except for the one we'll make.  As of this morning all four of you ceased to exist."

                The bailiff whispered to him and he continued.  "Until such time as we have cleared your medical records, the three of you will not be touched.  Leo, that doesn't apply to you.  We have a good supply of rubbers and several don't care, they have all the diseases and you'll not be living long enough to worry."

                He looked at Lori and me before he continued.  "This was a favor done for you.  Some men had Miss Witness's mother as their defense lawyer and she worked very hard for them.  Most of us have wives, families and daughters and we would not like to have anyone such as this scum touch them.  Mr. Prosecutor, this was a favor for you also.  We know your work and how you have worked for our families.  This proceeding is finished except for the punishment.  When the final portion of the judgement is carried out, you will be notified."

                He turned to the four and said.  "Strip Leo, he's first, spread him on the table and let him know what his new station is.  The others will watch and learn."

                Just as quickly as he said that, Leo was naked and bent over the table and the first juror was lowering his pants and stroking his penis.

                I pulled Lori from the window and we started back to the outside.  As we left the room, a horrible scream was heard and then loud sobs.  Lori tried to look back but I stopped her and pulled her into the circle of my arms as we walked out of the area of the 'court'.  Through several doors we could still hear the screams and walked a little faster until we were in the reception area and said good-bye to the Warden and his staff before we left the prison.

                Lori continued to be quiet on the way home but she moved over and held my hand all the way and then when we pulled in the garage, she clung to my arm as we went into the house.  "Uncle Jake, was what we did right?"

                "What do you think Lori?  Consider everything about what they have done to you and probably to others like you, then answer me."

                She thought for a minute, then dropped my arm and stamped her foot.

                "YES!  NOT ONLY YES BUT bad word YES!

                "I mean who gave them the right to hurt someone else, what gives them the right to rape, to brutalize, to tear up another person?"

                She stamped into the kitchen and I heard the dishes rattling and pots being slammed on the counter.  I left her alone for about 15 minutes then went into the kitchen and she was trying to fix lunch, still muttering to herself but she was calmer.  She looked around and saw me then she came running over and started to bawl.

                Lori cried for almost an hour before she looked up at me with a grin.  "I think I must be ready for the booby hatch, I mean scared, crying, mad, crying and now I'm about to starve to death but I feel better than I have in a long time."

                I just laughed softly, dried her tears and helped her wash her face then put her in a chair while I fixed some sandwiches.  After we finished, we took the dog for his afternoon walk.

                While we were walking, my cellular phone rang and Georgette was on the other end.  "OK Jake Simpson, what's going on?  I just talked to my office and they said something mysterious happened this morning.  The police were called to the house to arrest Leo and then they came back and all of a sudden there was no call, no records, no arrests but Leo disappeared along with his buddies."

                "They won't bother you again Georgette, I can promise you that and I'm not going to talk to you about it on a telephone, especially on one that uses radio links."

                "No Jake, you're not getting off that easy, I want to know or I'm taking the plane out of here this afternoon.  Those boys may need some help, I mean someone may be trying to railroad them into jail."

                Lori was listening and finally she couldn't stand it any longer.  "Hush Mom, those boys are vicious criminals, rapists and have done so much harm it's not funny."

                "No Lori, they're just misunderstood boys who have some bad things said about them.  The girls that said those things about them were lying.  Leo told me so and swore it on Tom's grave.  He wouldn't lie to me."

                Lori was about to start crying again.  I took the phone and said.  "Georgette, I'll call you from your phone, you have your portable scrambler don't you?"

                "Yes, but why Jake?"

                "We'll talk when I call you."

                I set up the call through a couple of blinds then when Georgette was on the phone I said.  "You're tearing your daughter up.  She was one of the girls Leo and his friends raped and badly used.  She has had a bad time and we finally talked about it and now you're defending Leo and his friends.  Georgette, if you were here, I would be tempted to slap your face and get you to listen to Lori.  She's going to tell you some things and every one of them is true.  They've been verified and she swore an oath that they were true.  Listen to your daughter, she isn't some person with an axe to grind nor is she someone out to get another person."

                There was silence for a minute then she said, coolly.  "Let me talk to Lori."

                Lori got on the phone and took my hand as she told about the afternoon of her father's funeral for the third time in 24 hours.  She was crying as she finished and I took the phone from her.

                Softly, I said.  "Georgette, she's safe now and she's talking about that day.  She told me an hour ago, she feels better than she has in a long time and this morning she told me she felt pounds lighter after telling me about what happened."

                "I've got to come home and hold my baby.  Those beasts, they need to be castrated with dull butcher knives.  I want to . . ."

                "Georgette, don't worry about them, they are not going to hurt anyone else.  Lori is going to be fine, there isn't anything you can do for her here.  Your believing her and talking to her helps more than you know.  We're going to go out for a drive then we going to eat, we're both hungry and we'll be home about seven."

                "But Jake, . . ."

                "Georgette, you've trusted me with Erin and her problems and have trusted me with Lori for the week, I've been trained to handle most of these problems, please let me."

                "Yes Jake, I'm sorry.  I'll call again tonight.  Can you tell me what happened to Leo?"

                "I'll tell you when you get home, just don't worry about them."

                "OK Jake"

                Lori and I went out for dinner as I told Georgette then we came back to the house.  Lori pulled me up the stairs and into her mother's bathroom.  "I want another body rub tonight.  I think I lost all the benefits from the last one, what with you having to clean me out and then my going ballistic on you, I think we need a quiet night.  I wish you would get in the tub with me."

                "Don't be silly Lori, I'd cause the tub to overflow and you'd get washed down the stairs or drain and we'd never see you again."

                "Now who's being silly?  OK Uncle Jake, but no funny stuff about my being undressed in front of you or anything like that."

                "I guess that might be a little absurd after last night."

                "Yeah, who's going to believe I was naked all night in your arms and all I did was snore and you watched over me."  As she was preparing for her rub down, the phone rang and Georgette was again on the phone.

                This time she was much more upbeat albeit the good humor was sounding a little forced.  "Hi, I forgot to tell you with all the other stuff, I've got the job, that's if the Presiding Judge doesn't have fits with a female head defender.  I'll talk to him on Friday afternoon instead of tomorrow and we'll leave Saturday morning.  Erin and I are going to start looking at houses tomorrow."

                "Great Mom, find a house on a street with some great looking guys."

                In the background I heard Erin saying.  "And I want one with a swimming pool and a street where I can learn to drive."

                We talked for a few more minutes then Georgette said.  "Jake, I'm sorry for this afternoon, I should have been more, more . . .,"

                "No Georgette, you were being a Public Defender and believing in your clients."

                "Well, maybe so, I called my colleague in Oklahoma and talked to him and he told me that Leo wasn't an angel and admitted to him, he'd done what he was charged with doing.  By the way, you sound frayed, is Lori causing problems?"

                Lori interrupted.  "Mom, I want to forget Uncle Leo.  Now Uncle Jake sounds frayed because he sat up all night and held me.  He was afraid I was going to do something dumb, I wasn't but from what he told me this morning, the symptoms were there.  He got me out of the tub, dried me and took me to the living room after wrapping me in a quilt and he just held me all night.  I mean when I woke up this morning, I felt great, but he looked like something else.  His pants and shirt had wrinkles that had wrinkles.  But as soon as I was awake, he was bright and cheerful, just like always.  He hasn't been to bed or asleep or anything if about 36 hours now."

                She continued.  "I've asked him to give me another rub down tonight.  I also told him that I would wear nothing around him at such times and he is going to sit in here with me as I soak in your tub.  I mean, I sure don't have any secrets from him.  He had to dig the crap out of me last night and rub and help me push it out."

                Georgette laughed.  "OK Scamp, I can see how you might feel that way, you really don't have any secrets from him."

                "OK Mom, next thing, I don't want to sleep alone tonight, if you were home, I'd come into your bed and let you hold me.  I want to sleep in Uncle Jake's bed with him tonight.  I will wear my pajamas and won't seduce him or anything tonight."

                "Lori, that's up to Uncle Jake.  You talk to him.  If he allows it, then I don't have a problem."

                "Good, thanks Mom, in fact I may sleep with him, sleep being the operative word, until you get home, we can talk and get back on to some type of schedule."

                "Jake, you heard Lori, she has my permission to sleep with you if you will allow it."

                She did come into my bed that night, dressed as she normally was and she slept, curled spoon fashion against my back.  The next morning, she was curled against my front and had my hands on her as she slept.

                We explored the Rio Grande valley from Algadones down to cut-off going to Mountainaire then the Abo ruins and back up through the Estancia Valley and got back into town about six.

                She was tired again and wanted her rub down and tub then she got into a semi-sexy mood.  "Uncle Jake, will you not spank me or fuss at me if I ask you to do something for me?"

                "What do you want me to do Lori?"

                "Will you show me what to do to masturbate and what an orgasm feels like?  I was starting to feel something that afternoon with those four but that was wrong."

                "Lori, Lori, Lori, what am I going to do with you?"

                "Maybe just love me like you do Erin?"

                "Oh I do that, but you are sure pushing the envelope, not for my loving you but for my being able to be alone with you."

                "I know but who else can I ask?  I mean would you want me to ask some boy or maybe I should have asked Leo?"

                "Don't be silly Lori.  What you're asking me to do is something most people learn on their own."

                "I know that, but you understand why I wouldn't touch myself for the past three plus years."

                "I understand that, now do you feel you're ready to have such thoughts and feelings?  Lori, if you are, then you need to look at your reasons why and why now, now just after 24 hours of talking, you think you're ready for the next step.  Sweetheart, I'm not turning you down nor am I saying no, I just want you to examine your thought processes and make sure you are wanting to experience this for the right reasons."

                "I think I am, but I'll think some more, when do you want me to tell you what I think?  Do you want me to wait until tomorrow, next week or when?"

                "You'll know when you are ready and you can talk to me then.  Lori, you're a smart girl and you've taken some sex-ed courses so you know the basic female anatomy.  The most sensitive portions of the female sexual makeup, besides that large organ between her ears . . ."

                "You mean my nose, I know it's big but sexy too?  And for you to make mention of it like that . . ., I just don't know about you anymore."  She said giggling.

                "I know about you, you're a stinker and you know it.  Your nose is just the right size for you so stop with the fishing for complements.  As I was about to say before I was interrupted, the most sexually sensitive portions of a female to manual stimulation, seem to be her breasts and her vaginal area, especially her clitoris.  Some seem to feel that rubbing those areas, gently produce sexual feelings and when stimulated, can, if continually stimulated, bring a person to orgasm."

                "I see," she said as her hands gravitated to those portions of her body.

                "I'm going to go take a shower and get ready for bed."

                "OK Uncle Jake, I'll be down to bed in a few minutes.  Don't argue with me, we already have permission for me to sleep in your bed."

                "I wasn't going to argue, just remind you we are sleeping late in the morning and spending a lazy day here."

                "I know and I'm going to put some thoughts on paper about our travels."  I waited outside the bathroom as she tentatively started rubbing herself then she arched her back and strained against her hand as she reached her first orgasm.  I left the hall as she was relaxing and went to my bathroom to get ready for the night.

                She was curled under the covers when I came in.  Lori was wearing shorty pajamas that night.  I must have been tired, I just slipped on my pajama bottoms, no underwear as I had been wearing and fell into the bed.  She wiggled a few times and snuggled back against me before falling deeper asleep.

                I must have slept harder than normal, then was waking up slowly as I felt the proximity of two warm legs on the outside of mine and the light touch of hand around my erection.  Gradually I felt a hot, moist presence on the end of my penis, pressure, then the fitting of my hardness into a sheath prepared for it.  I thought I was dreaming at first as the hand moved away and I felt it join the other on my shoulders as the sheath slid down until I was fully engulfed and I thought I heard a soft 'oh', then I felt the muscle tension of the legs as the presence slid upward, leaving the coolness of moisture coating me before it slid back down again.  Then I felt the tips of two nipples against my chest and the weight of the breasts behind them.  I can remember thinking this seemed to be the most realistic erotic dream I'd had and wondering why.  I knew I hadn't masturbated since I'd been house sitting and for two days, the situation had been sexual in nature.  Then I realized, as the presence sliding on my penis, the pressure against my flanks, the feel of nipples against my chest continued, this wasn't a dream, there was a live female making love to me.

                I opened my eyes and Lori was over me, raising and lowering her pelvis, sliding her vagina up and down on me.  "Lori?"

                "Yes Jake, I'm making love to you.  I thought about what you asked me then I thought this might be the best way to lay all the bad feelings away.  I've had the hurts and pains, now I want the fun and pleasure."

                She must have seen the look of concern on my face.  She quickly said.  "Don't worry, this is only you and me, I'm not going to bed with any boys until I find the one I can love, marry and raise my children with."

                I nodded and she continued to raise and lower herself until her movements became more and more frantic and she kept moving faster and faster until she lay forward on my chest and trembled.  There was a moment of rest then she looked at me.

                "Jake, I was almost there, I was so close to going over the top and then suddenly it wasn't you and me anymore, it was Leo and those others.  Is it going to be like this every time?"

                "I don't know Honey, I just don't know, I don't think so."

                "Will you help me?  Will you help me make it so I know I'm all right?"

                I rolled over on top of her and began to make love to her.  I chewed on her breasts, pulled on her nipples, made them harder than they'd been before, found each and every erogenous zone and stimulated it until she was at the brink of orgasm, then I started to move in her.  She made it a little closer this time before her defense systems shut her pleasure down but there was less time that passed before she was ready again.

                Being honest, I knew she had to make it this time or I wouldn't be able to hold it any longer.  I was hurting too by this time, waiting for her to reach her orgasm.

                I started driving and pushing her and then almost that quickly, she was over the edge into a stupendous orgasm.  I followed in seconds and flooded her vaginal vault with semen, then rolled off her and pulled her over to my shoulder so we could pant and catch our breaths together.

                "Thank you Uncle Jake, it was wonderful!  That was what I have heard from my friends how coming should be, a total sensory overload.  You may be Erin's counselor and special friend but you sure have helped someone else this week.  I think you put me back together again."

                "No Lori, I may have helped, but you did it for yourself."

                "I don't believe that for a minute, but before we start arguing about who is to take the credit, let's stop and enjoy ourselves."

                I nodded and family, we spent the rest of that day, the night and all of the next making love.  She learned as much from me as she could and then began to improvise.  She had the energy level of a hyper four-year-old and she was insatiable.  I was almost bowlegged by Friday evening.  We sat in the tub for an hour or more that night just working out the soreness of our muscles then made love slowly and lovingly one time that night and once before we got up the next morning.

                We spent that day cleaning and getting ready for her mother and sister to return that evening.

                On the way to the airport, we talked and Lori said.  "I love you Uncle Jake and I always will.  I told you what I thought Thursday and I still believe it.  Erin will want to hold your hand and be next to you for the next several days or weeks, you know that and so do I.  You were just trying to think of a nice way to tell me so I'll move to the background, kind of.

                "Things will be back to normal and I don't imagine we will ever have the time or the opportunity to spend time as we did the last couple of days again, that's all right, I have the memories and they will do.  I hope, one of these days, you can do for Erin what you've done for me and make her a complete woman."

                I looked over at her and told her to open her purse, then put her arms out.  She laughed and asked why.  I told her that I wanted to find the tape recorder or the other person she'd hidden.

                That started her laughing and lightened the mood.  Then seriously I told her.  "Lori, that was a beautiful speech and very mature.  Things have to go back to the way they were, but we can't put them all the way back, too much has changed this week.  Remember I love you too.  I'm still your Uncle Jake and will do anything I can for you."

                She nodded, squeeze my hand and gave me a kiss on the cheek then we parked and went in to wait for Georgette and Erin.

                Erin bounced up to me and hugged me then gave me a big kiss and giggled some more.  "Hi Uncle Jake, I've missed you and boy did we have fun.  Mom found a house and if Lori likes it that will be where we'll move."

                She continued on and on about the trip as she got in the front seat with me and left her mother and sister to ride in the back.

                Finally Georgette reached up and put her hand over Erin's mouth.  "Hush, let the rest of us have a chance to get a word in edgewise.  Jake, I take it everything went well?"

                "Yes Ma'am, other than the problems we've discussed, it did."

                She turned to Lori.  "Baby Chick, I haven't asked you how you are.  I mean, you had a traumatic week didn't you?"

                "Yep, but Momma, Uncle Jake took good care of me.  I have most of the stuff I need for a long paper and we talked about and worked out the rest of the stuff.  Uncle Jake has spent lots of time with me.  He knows me inside and out now, I mean, I was dumb to mess up my system like I did and then he had to dig the garbage out."

                "What did you do Sis?  Get your tum all messed up again?  What are we going to do with you?"

                "Yep I did and I don't think anyone else is going to have to anything to me.  Jake fixed me up good and embarrassed me to the (n)th degree and threatened to do it again if I am stupid again and the next time he's going to take pictures and put them in the Annual.  I thought the doctor was bad enough but Uncle Jake put me on Mom's massage table, made me grab my knees with my fanny in the air, put my head on the table and then he left me like that for hours while he prepared vile and noxious concoctions to insert into my #2 hole.  After he did all that to me, then he got out his tool kit.

                "I thought doctors were supposed to have delicate instruments but Uncle Jake's looked like a cross between a carpenter, plumber and a mechanics' tool boxes with tools for changing tires and digging wells thrown in.  I think he used those well digging tools on me.  When he was finished I think I was two inches wider though the hips because of all the stuff he used to hold me open as he explored.  I think too, we could find his finger prints on the inside of my stomach."

                She looked at me.  "You did go that high didn't you?"  She asked sweetly.

                "No, not quite that high, but apparently I should have and pulled your tongue back through.  Next time I will."

                Erin was laughing and grinned back at Lori.  "Sis, next time I get to help and if Uncle Jake didn't have all those tools, I'll get them and I'll use them on you.  I think a plumber's snake might be just the thing to clean you out and remind you how to eat."

                "Jake, while you had her in that position, you should have beat her tail until it was as red as Rudolph's nose.  Lori, seriously, you need to be more careful so we don't have to do something more drastic to or for you."

                "I know Mom and I will.  The rest of the stuff was something to talk about and work out.  I think we did that pretty well."

                "Good, we need to talk about Leo too.  I'm sorry I had doubts about you and, Honey, I'm very sorry I allowed him to get close to you."

                "Don't worry about it Mom, I've quit worrying and I know he won't bother us again."

                "Lori, this move is going to make you switch schools at the start of your Senior Year, is that all right with you?"

                "Sure Mom, there's nothing here I want to remember.  I have some friends but none that I will miss to the point of wanting to stay."

                She looked at me and looked stricken.  "Wait a minute, I take that back, what about Uncle Jake, can we take him with us?"

                "If he wants to come, he can."

                "No Lori, I'll miss you and Erin more than I can say but I have my work and some projects to see through.  I'll come see you though a couple of times during the year, I promise."

                "OK, I guess."  Lori reached over and put her chin on my shoulder and Erin took my hand and squeezed it.

                We went out to eat and Georgette continued to tell us about the trip, the new job and the house.  She and Erin described the High School and some of the kids they'd met, the little church that was close by and the neighborhood.

                The talk continued as we went back to the house and until the girls went up to get ready for bed.  "OK Jake, what happened to Leo?  We're alone now and you can tell me."

                So I told her what happened, the sentence and the way the four would spend the rest of their lives.

                "That's terrible, we need to get those boys out of there and help them get some help.  I mean that's servitude and sexual slavery plus murder."

                "Georgette, hush a minute, I realize you want to help the innocent but those were anything but.  They brutally raped your daughter on the day of her father's funeral, not once but repeatedly.  They wanted to do it again when they showed up on the doorstep on Tuesday.  They admitted having done the same things to several others, one as young as ten and one as old as 65.  They've robbed and stolen by their admissions, they've robbed at least two of their virginity and innocence.  They took advantage of you and your hospitality, your kindness and your training.  They especially took advantage of Lori and were wanting to do the same to Erin.  They are beyond help.

                "No Georgette, you will say absolutely nothing about what happened to them because if you do, the lives of many people will be ruined, the men who are trying to do good in the prison, those who are trying to rehabilitate them and especially Lori's life.  Besides, you can't prove anything, there are no records of them being here, of what happened in Santa Fe or of their existence."

                She fumed for a minute and started to swell, then she looked at her husband's picture and that of Lori standing beside him, the pictures taken the week before Tom died.  As she did, her features softened and then she started to cry.  "What have I done to my little girl?  Jake, I messed up big time and I don't know what to do."

                "Don't worry Georgette, Lori understands and knows why you reacted the way you did."  We talked for another half hour and I looked at my watch.  "I've got to get home, it's past all of our bedtimes."

                "No Jake, stay here, you can sleep in your room and we can have breakfast together and the girls can help you move back into your apartment.  I know they want to have some more time with you."

                So I did and about one, the bed sagged and the girls, hand in hand crawled into the bed and each one took a shoulder and without saying a word, went to sleep.

                The next morning, Georgette came hurrying in and stopped at the door and shook her head.  Quietly she said to me.  "I see they found a spot to rest their heads.  You know you won't be safe over here anymore, they are going to plot and work out ways so they can spend the nights just like this don't you?"

                I nodded and then she came over and slid in next to Lori.  "Well if you can't lick them, then join them I always said."

                She went to sleep and about ten everyone woke up and started giggling as the girls saw their mother in the bed next to them.

                Things got back to normal after that day and we continued as before.  About two weeks later, I called Georgette.  "Can you meet me for lunch, I have some news for you."

                We ate then I said.  "Leo died Monday.  He wasn't supposed to be executed for another month but he wised off at another inmate and he had his neck broken.  I also have been sent a transcript of the 'trial', Lori's testimony and what Leo and his friends said later.  Georgette, they admitted to 25 rapes, 10 killings and having brutalized girls as young as seven.  Most never said a word, like Lori.  Of the 15 they didn't kill, ten are in intensive therapy now, three have committed suicide, one is in prison for murder and the other is Lori.  I've sent some of the details to the physicians working with the ten.  I have the details and will archive them."

Erin III

                She shook her head.  "OK Jake, if you can, I would like to read about Lori and the trial."

                "Let's wait for two years, then you can ask again."

                "OK, now some news for you.  Erin is getting some special awards at school this year and she is going to ask you to be there.  Please plan to come.  One of the awards is going be for the most improved student in her class.  She is also going to get an award for the photo essay she did over Christmas and the Government paper.  She says those are your awards, not hers."

                "Phooey, you and I know better."

                "That's what she says and apparently believes.  She has also been chosen one of the ten Honor Graduates and they make 90 second speeches about an influential person in their lives.  I'm not suppose to tell you but you're hers and you'd best not let on you know and try to talk her out of it either.  One last thing, a couple of years ago, the Senior Class started a tradition of having a parent walk with them to the stage as they are introduced and given their diploma.  Usually the girls have their fathers and the boys, their mothers.  Erin has asked my permission to ask you to walk with her.  She says Tom would have walked her if he had been alive and now she'd like for you, she looks on you as a surrogate father, to escort her.  I think it's great, please accept when she asks you."

                "Shouldn't you do it?"

                "No Jake, girls without fathers generally go by themselves and the boys go by themselves if their mother can't attend."

                "OK Georgette, I'll be pleased to do so and I am very honored by her choice."

                "Don't be noble, you have done more for the girls than you know over the past eighteen months or so.  They love you to the point of silliness."

                Georgette had talked to me over the past year about her finances and I knew there was one other worry she hadn't mentioned.  She was going to have to do some struggling to pay for the girls' college educations.  So I pulled a sneaky.

                The next day I set up a special scholarship for Erin, citing the paper she wrote as the basis.  The JMS Foundation had been formed several years before as I've told you and we had money set aside just for such things as this.  The school had the information the next day with the request that it be kept secret until all the scholarships were announced at the Award's Assembly.

                That week when I came over Erin put me at the head of the table and said.  "Uncle Jake, our Awards Assembly is Friday afternoon.  Can you come?  I'm supposed to get a couple of awards and I'd like you to be there.  Mom's coming so will you come?"

                "Sure Erin, I'd be glad to come."

                Lori bounced in then.  "Hi everyone, guess what, I got an A+ on my paper on New Mexico History.  The teacher loved it and said it was my descriptions and the photos of the places that made the paper.  Thanks Uncle Jake, I couldn't have done it without you."

                "Great Lori, but you could have done everything we did."

                "Oh phooey, quit trying to be noble, you and I know better, you're just as proud of that A+ as I am and if you thought you could get away with it, you'd claim the grade for yourself."

                "He sure would, I know him." Erin said poking me.  "Uncle Jake, one more thing.  Sunday night is Baccalaureate and Tuesday night is Graduation.  I want you to come as my special guest.  No, that's not right, I want you to be my Daddy for the night.  He isn't here and I miss him like you can't believe, but you've acted like him at times and I want you to act as Daddy again for me for those nights.  For Graduation and Baccalaureate, the girls are escorted to and from the stage by their fathers and the boys by their mothers.  Will you escort me?"

                "Thank you Erin, I'd be honored to be your escort.  Thank you for asking me."

                Georgette winked at me and slowly nodded her head.  We ate dinner and talked before I went home.

                Friday I put on my dark suit and went to the Auditorium and met Georgette.  We sat in the back and watched as the Freshmen and Sophomores were given their awards, then the Junior History award was given to Lori.

                She went up to receive her award and looked at the audience and said.  "Thank you, this means a great deal to me.  I couldn't have done it though without the help of one person.  He helped and encouraged me as I wrote the paper.  He said I could have done it without him, but I don't believe that.  So, thank you Uncle Jake, this award is yours too."

                Georgette squeezed my hand and then they started giving out the awards to the Seniors.  One by one they were given then as the last award was presented, Erin was called forward again to be given the award for the most improvement.

                She was looking at the award and said in a small quivering voice.  "My Daddy isn't here to see me today, he would have been proud I know, but I didn't do it by myself.  When Daddy died, I had lots of troubles, but over the past couple of years, I've been fortunate to have a counselor who has been more than just a counselor, he's become my surrogate- my substitute father.  He has encouraged me and helped me achieve this award.  My little sister said her award was her Uncle Jake's too, well these awards are my Uncle Jake's too.  He is the, and Mrs. Jones," she said looking at her English teacher while smiling, "this isn't a good word I know, but it expresses my feelings.  He is the wonderfulest man I know.  Thank you Uncle Jake."

                I admit I had tears in my eyes and a big lump in my throat as she finished.

                The next thing was the reading of the different scholarships and each student was called up to be given the packet.

                Finally the Principal said.  "Until last week, we thought that was all the scholarships.  We received another award then and frankly we were concerned and checked it out.  It is a valid scholarship and it is an award of which a person can be proud."

                He called Erin to the front.  "Erin, this scholarship was awarded for your work on the paper for which you received your award.  This scholarship is for a university of your choice, Bachelors, Masters, Doctorate degrees in the field of your choice, room, board, books, tuition, stipend and incidentals.  It is from the JMS Foundation.  Erin, this scholarship is a full ride for any degree or combination of degrees you want.  Instead of a degree termination, it carries a time limit of ten years.  The cover letter said if you wanted to take 15 degrees within the ten years, you could.  Congratulations."

                Erin looked as surprised as the rest of the audience, then as they realized what she'd been given, they stood to applaud her.  She looked around and found her mother and me and pointed to me and motioned me to come to her.

                When I got up to her she said.  "I need some help Uncle Jake, all these awards and honors are getting to me.  Talk to me, I can feel my legs starting to twitch."

                "Don't be silly, you are fine, your legs wouldn't dare mess up now.  Smile, wave, and let's go sit down."

                We went, but it was after she introduced me.  We made it back to her seat and her friends were all around her, as was Lori and her friends, congratulating her.

                Georgette looked at me when we were outside waiting for the girls.  "I smell a rat, Erin is good but she isn't that good.  This sounds like overkill from her favorite Uncle."

                I said nothing and just then Erin came out with Lori.  Both girls were bouncing and as exuberant as they could be.  Since we were all dressed up, we went to one of the clubs for an early dinner and I took them home.  They tried to get me to stay but I begged off and went home.  Erin called as I came through my door and reminded me of the Baccalaureate services Sunday and how I had to be there as well as graduation.  I told her I remembered.  Then Lori called and wanted to tell me how she meant what she said about her award being mine too.

                I teased her and said.  "Well in that case, I guess I'd better make a spot for it on my bookcase.  You can come see our award when you want."

                "UNCLE JAKE!"  I could almost hear her scream in my apartment without the phone.  I teased her a little longer then hung up.

                When I did, Georgette called.  "Jake, you must have been talking to the girls, I had fits trying to get through.  Will you take Erin Friday as we discussed?  There was a message on my answering machine when I got home.  Lori and I are going to fly up and we'll leave early Friday morning.  Oh, we're putting the cat and dog in the kennel for their annual checkups so you won't need to worry about them and can travel as you suggested."

                "OK Georgette"

                Sunday morning Erin along with the other Seniors were recognized at Church and presented with gifts and we had a covered dish lunch honoring them.

                I picked them up that evening and we went to the Sunday graduation services and I escorted Erin as she asked.  Monday I went over and we made arrangements for the next week.  I changed the plans just a little, I rented a motor home for us.  I thought that would be easier than trying to rent motel rooms and explaining our relationship.

                Tuesday Erin was on the phone six times or so and was so keyed up I was afraid of a seizure or something.  I finally got dressed and went over to their house.  I knew I'd probably be asked to give at least one massage so I put an extra shirt in the car before I left.  She was pacing the floor, looking at a couple of note cards so I sat her down and we talked until she was calm.  She went up to bathe and then called me to her mother's bathroom.

                "Uncle Jake will you give me a massage?  I think I need it."

                Georgette stuck her head out.  "Go ahead Jake, I'm finished except for final touches.  As soon as you finish, slide her into the tub for 15 minutes then get her out and to her room to dress.  I'm assuming you don't mind helping her with her bath."

                "Nope, I don't mind."  I took off my shirt, gave her a rub down, continued to talk to her, watched as she bathed, washed her back and getting playfully splashed a few times.  I got her out of the tub, helped her dry off and into her robe and then went into my room and changed my shirt and tie.

                Finally we were ready to leave with everyone being fully presentable.

                We drove to the Auditorium and left Erin with her class as they put on their robes and caps.  Because of the size of the class and the number of escorts, we, the escorts, were assigned seats.  I took mine, Georgette and Lori went to theirs and we stood as the class marched into Pomp and Circumstance.

                There were the obligatory speeches then the honor graduates started their talks, their escorts standing behind them as they talked and received their diploma and switched their tassels then escorting them back to their seats.

                Erin was the last one to speak.  When they called her name, she glanced at me and I offered her my arm.  She left her crutches and leaned on me as we walked up the steps and to the podium.  I started to move back but she held on to me.

                "Ladies and Gentlemen, honored guests, I've kept my escort near me, I have CP and usually use crutches to walk, tonight, though, I'm using Uncle Jake as my support.  And that is the subject of my talk.  He is the person who has been most influential in my life.  I met him last year when I was a Junior, an average student with no great prospects nor any great future.

                "My Dad died three years before and I had given up to a great extent.  I missed him and I needed him but he wasn't there any more.  My mother helped, but I had lost my aim in life, I had even lost my religion.  The school referred me to Dr. Simpson for vocational counseling and for personal counseling.  I didn't really want to go, but I did and Dr. Simpson, gently and firmly started pushing me and giving me a purpose in life.  He solved some transportation problems for me just as though I was somebody and without calling attention to his work during our first weeks together.  From that point on, he's worked hard to make sure I had as few problems as possible, just like my father would have done, had he been alive.  We've talked, teased, played, and I've cried all over his shoulder not once but lots of times.

                "He soon became Uncle Jake and he's become my surrogate father.  I don't mean I love my Daddy less nor do I miss him less.  I may be thought silly or a fanatic for saying this, but I don't care.  I talk to Daddy at night when I'm alone and I've told him how I miss him and how I love him.  He's spoken to me, I feel he has anyway even though some may say it is just my subconscious talking or I'm hearing things I want to hear.  I don't care, to me, Daddy speaks to me and when I've told him about Uncle Jake, he's told me that he approves.

                "Uncle Jake, this diploma, the awards and honors I received Friday, all of them are yours more than mine.  I would have graduated, but the extras are your doing.  I love you Uncle Jake, Daddy Jake, you have given me the reason and courage to continue.  Thank you for being a part of my life, for loving and helping me to become what I have become today."

                Tears were streaming down her face as she finished and tears were leaking from my eyes too.  She picked up my hand from where she'd been using it to steady herself, kissed it and then turned to receive her diploma and congratulations from the school officials.

                By this time the class and the audience was standing and applauding. I stepped back because the accolades were for Erin, but she kept pulling me up beside her and finally we made it back to the seats.

                As Erin moved down the row to her seat, most of her class was standing and hugging her.  As her friends were taking care of her now, I managed to get to my seat.

                As the rest of the class went up for their diplomas, Lori slipped down the aisle to whisper to me.  "Erin said it all, thank you Uncle Jake."  Then before I could say anything, she kissed my cheek and hurried back to her seat with her mother.

                Soon the services were finished and the class marched out to the recessional and then we met Erin with her classmates.  She hurried over to me and gave me a big hug as I hugged her.  "Thank you Uncle Jake, I meant every word I said so you don't try to say a word."

                "Yes Ma'am, thank for all the kind words, I'll try to live up to them."

                Lori and Georgette grinned at us then Erin said.  "Mom, I've been asked to a party at Sue's house, her folks are there and will take us and her mother will bring me home at one.  May I go?"

                "Of course you can."

                "Thanks, Uncle Jake, will you wait for me at the house?  I want to ask you something when I get home."

                Lori, Georgette and sat around the dining room table as we talked about the move, the house and what needed to be done for the move.

                Erin came in at one as she said she would do.  "Hi everyone, I'm starved, can we have breakfast?"

                I started laughing and that started the others.  Erin went upstairs to change out of her graduation dress and I went into the kitchen and fixed a large omelet while Lori fixed toast and orange juice for us.

                Erin was more bubbly that night than I'd ever seen her before.  We ate and teased and joked until we finished and then Erin looked at her mother and she began to talk.  "Momma, I graduated tonight, last month I was 18-years-old so in the eyes of most of the population I'm now an adult.  I can vote, sign contracts, get married without permission and do most everything except drink and I don't do that anyway."

                "Yes Honey, I know you are."

                "Good, now in front of you and my sister Lori, who I know also loves our Uncle Jake with all her heart, I have a request to make of him."

                Georgette nodded and looked at me as did Lori.  Erin continued.  "Uncle Jake, we are going to be traveling together for the next week.  As I just said, I'm an adult now, that's in most ways and I think, thanks to you, I know my mind."

                "Yes Erin, I agree with you, you are an adult and a mature young lady."

                "I've thought about my request, even prayed about it and talked to Daddy about it.  During this next week while we are traveling, I'd like to pretend this is a honeymoon and we are man and wife in all that denotes.  I mean, spelling it out, I want to go to bed with you, I want to have sex with you, I want you to teach me how to make love and be my first lover.  You probably feel I should wait until I'm married and go to my wedding night a virgin, maybe I should, but I don't think so.  Uncle Jake, I've loved you as your niece, your daughter, your patient and, for over a year now, my secret boyfriend.  I know we will never be married and that's fine, but for a week, I want to pretend I'm Mrs. Jake Simpson.  It will be a fantasy come true for me."

                I must have had my mouth open and was trying to think of something to say when she continued.  "I'm asking you in front of Mom so she won't think I'm sneaking around or that you took advantage of me.  I'm asking in front of Lori because she loves you just as much and would like the same things and I am asking you rather than sneaking around and trying to seduce you or throw guilt trips or whatever else I could do to accomplish the same thing.

                "Now you can refuse if you want and you can try to keep me out of your bed, but I'm going to tell you right now, that the only way I'm coming back from this trip still a virgin is if I don't go at all.  I've done some reading about males and their sleep patterns and I know you have several erections each night.  I promise you, I will catch you at one of those times and have you inside of me before you wake up.  That may be rape, if it is then so be it.  If you are adamantly opposed, then maybe I will reconsider, but I don't think so and I will find a way to change your mind."

                She, stuck out her chin and nodded her head as though the decision had been made and was final.

                I still didn't know what to say or how to react.  Georgette, looked at her daughter and then hugged her.  "Erin, if that is what you feel, if it is a true feeling and not just lust or desire clouding your thinking, then you have my permission."

                Lori nodded her head and said.  "I have a confession to make to make to you Erin and to you Momma.  Mom, you know Leo raped me.  While you were gone the last time, I did just what Erin is planning, I waited until Uncle Jake had an erection, then I placed him in my body while he was sleeping.  I'd had the pain and hurts that afternoon with Leo several years before, I wanted the pleasure and happiness that night."

                "I thought you had, you changed your actions too much not to have made some drastic changes in your ways of thinking.  Lori, what you did was acceptable to me.  You chose a good man to teach you the proper way to make love.  Girls, I was very lucky, your father was a wonderful lover.  I had made love before him, I was 16 my first time and it was a disaster, but when I met your father, he made all that gone before seem like a bad dream, just as you said Lori, Jake made what Leo did to you a bad dream."

                The three looked at me and all of a sudden I was on the hot seat and I honestly didn't know what to say or what to do.  Erin was my patient and had been emotionally dependent on me for almost two years and now she was wanting to move the relationship to a different plane.

                I thought for a couple of minutes, then said.  "Erin, you honor me with your request, thank you.  I understand your thinking and I ask that you understand mine.  I am hesitant because of two factors.  First, you have been my patient and have become partially emotionally dependent upon me, that is normal but it's not the proper way for a counselor to find those to whom he wishes to make love.  Secondly, we have become like father and daughter or Uncle and niece, even more so than Lori and I.  Because of the feelings there, I have some feelings that our making love would almost be incestuous.  I know it isn't, but those are my feelings."

                I was silent for a couple more minutes and then I continued.  "Continuing, although these feelings are there, I can face and/or deal with them.  I feel I can treat you as a 'girl friend' or 'wife' if that is your desire.  In fact I am looking forward to our week together.  I may do some changing of our travel plans to accommodate our revised status but that is no problem.  I am going to make one request of you, and by extension, you also Lori.  This is a one time happening.  I will not continue to make love nor treat you as a wife when we return.  On that day you revert to my niece, whom I love very much.  Is that acceptable?"

                "Yes Uncle Jake, it is.  Thank you for having buried all your feelings.  I may ask for one other time later in the summer but we will discuss it in family council as we are doing tonight."

                "I agree Uncle Jake, I understand your feelings too and I may make the same request at a future time and in Family Council."

                Georgette looked at me and then laughed.  "This is the strangest meeting of the family I've ever attended or heard about, maybe though, more families should have this type of open discussion about sex before a youngster tries it for the first time."

                I was still a little embarrassed and I think Erin knew it so she changed the subject to some of the things she wanted to see and then wanted to know which car we were taking and what motels we were staying in and how we were going to work those arrangements.

                Smiling at her I told her about the motor home and that way we wouldn't have to worry about checking in and out of motels.  Lori was almost ready to ask to go along but then she giggled and said.  "I was just about to ask if I could skip the trip with Mom so I could go with you, but then I thought, who needs a little sister along on their honeymoon, that would be like having the mumps, a bad sunburn and a case of poison ivy all at the same time."

                That broke me up and finished breaking any tension left.

                Lori and Erin grinned at each other and left the room.  Georgette looked at me and said.  "Those two have something planned, they've been plotting for two days and I think you're about to get hit with something else."

                I was, they came in with a horrible red wig.  "Uncle Jake, this is the closest match we could find to your chest hair color so we got it for you and we're going to trim it so it looks like a boy's haircut.  We decided that if you are going to be Erin's boyfriend or husband you should look the part.  We think your bald pate is cute and white fringe is sexy, so is your beard, but you look like our grandfather.  With this maybe you will look more our age."

                They put that thing on my head and started giving me a haircut, right at the dinning room table.  Georgette was torn between fussing at them and not rolling on the floor laughing as she watched them.

                When they finished it was still horrible but not as bad as I thought.  Georgette looked at me and nodded.  "I thought so.  Dr. Gary MacDonald, I read about you when Erin was about five.  You were the subject of a magazine article."

                "Dr. Gary MacDonald?  Is that Uncle Jake?"

                She nodded and the girls smiled.  "Mom you don't happen to still have that story do you?  We know you are a pack rat and have everything and anything you've ever read about stored in the basement."

                "I think so, it should be in the box with Erin's fifth year stuff."

                About ten minutes later there was whoop and the girls came running back up the stairs.  "We found it.  This is something.  Dr. MacDonald was a full fledged doctor when he was our age, younger really."  They looked at the pictures and giggled and pointed at them and then at me and giggled some more.

                Finally Erin said.  "Uncle Jake, this say you were 16 then, so that makes you 29 now.  That can't be right, you're older than Mom aren't you?"

                "No Erin, that's right, I'm 29 as of a week ago."

                "A week ago, that means we missed your birthday and you never let on did you?  Hey you're only 11 years older than me, how come you look so old?  Is that what studying does to you?  Mom, forget college, if I come out looking like Uncle Jake, then I'm not going."

                "No Erin, this is cosmetic and some, I guess, from some of the things that have happened to me."

                "Tell us Uncle Jake," Lori said as she sat on my knee.

                "No Lori, not tonight, maybe some day I will.  Today, though, yesterday or tomorrow, depending on which watch you use or how you figure days, is a happy day and a day of celebration.  Erin graduated and is ready to start a new life."

                "Oh figs, he's getting stubborn and if we're not careful, then he's going to give us the same speech we heard at Graduation."

                Erin clapped her hand over my mouth and said. "Don't you dare, I had to sit though that one and that will last me for at least four years."

                I looked at my watch and said.  "I need to get home, it will be day light in a few minutes and I want some sleep before I have to start the day."

                Erin came over and kissed me, gave me a hug, then after looking at her mother, lifted herself on her tiptoes and plastered her lips on mine and tried to tickle my toenails with her tongue from inside.  As she kissed, she wiggled her pelvis and ground it against me until I had a full erection and she reached between us and held it for a instant then moved away from me.

                "I think I got the reaction I was wanting Mom, he reacted to me."  She said giggling.

                Lori had the same look in her eyes as she moved over to kiss me and I said.  "No Lori, once is enough for me.  I can't stand being vamped by two young ladies."

                She gave me her normal kiss and hug and then plucked that red wig off my head.  "Well we know what you look like when you look like when you are close to your real age now."

                I left and went to the apartment and got in bed.  I was doing some major thinking about the next week.  I had agreed to treat Erin as my wife or girlfriend during the week, but the guilt feelings were still there.

                I slept through the morning and Erin called about three and said.  "Uncle Jake, could we leave tomorrow instead of waiting?  Mom and Lori can get an earlier flight if we can.  Lori finished her exams today and has permission to skip the last day of school."

                I looked at the schedule and said.  "Sure, no problem."

                "Good what time this afternoon will you be over?"

                "Haven't you seen enough of me?  I thought you might like a day of rest."

                "Don't be silly.  Mom is cooking my favorite dinner tonight and I want you to come."

                "OK Erin, I'll be there about six if that is acceptable."

                "It is, Mom will have dinner ready about half past, and then, then . . .," she said as she tried to find the right words, ". . . Uncle Jake, will you spend the night here tonight?  Lori and I want to sleep with you, and we will sleep, we both promise that we won't be sexy or anything."

                "OK, if you want me too, I will."

                I searched for the red hair piece I used when I visited Margie and Pepper and put it on then I shaved off my beard before I went over to their house.  I had Erin's graduation present with me when I rang the door bell and when Lori answered, I asked for her mother or her sister.

                "I'm sorry," she said from behind the locked glass door, "they're occupied right now. If you would like to leave your name and number, I'll ask one of them to call you."

                "Look Little Girl, I know your sister, Erin, is here, I have a package to deliver to her so call her down here for me.  She's going to have to sign for it so . . ."

                "Just a minute and I'll see."  She said, then called Georgette.

                I could hear her whispering to her mother that there was some red-headed nut on the front porch insisting on seeing Erin.

                Georgette peeked out the living room window and then did a double take when she recognized me.  I winked at her and heard her said.  "Oh let him in Lori, he looks harmless enough."

                "But Mom, he's too big to be considered harmless and you've told us not to let any strangers in the house."

                "I know, but I looked him over, he's harmless and I've seen him around before, I know him."

                "OK Mom, on your head it rests, if we all end up raped and murdered, it's all your fault.  Maybe Uncle Jake will get here soon and rescue us."

                She reluctantly opened the door for me and told me to wait in the entry way.  I could see her looking at the phone and wanting to call the police but she went ahead and turned on all the hall lights, almost blinding me before she called Erin down.

                Erin came down the stairs looking at me trying to recognize who I was, then her face lit up and she ran into my arms.  Lori looked puzzled then came a little closer before she recognized me.

                "Oh Uncle Jake, that's bad, you look so much different it's almost like you're a different person.  Where's your beard?  Hey you called me Little Girl, that's going to get you a double rib tickling."

                Lori put my arm around her shoulder.  "Hush Lori, you're just ticked because you didn't recognize him and now he's all mine.  See, I told you I could get a better looking boy friend than you even if you do have bigger boobs and fanny than I have.

                The two girls started teasing and good naturedly bickering with each other while Georgette finished supper.  We went in and instead of sitting at the dinning room table as normal, Erin took us into the breakfast nook and pushed me in and then sat beside me.  "I told you this is a special meal for me, and Lori is going to serve it while Mom keeps everything hot."

                "Right Uncle Jake and I've been working all afternoon on what I'm going to get out of this time of being sweet.  I think I should be able to blackmail or milk this for at least the rest of the summer."

                "What do you mean the rest of the summer, I told you I'd make your bed all week and you agreed."

                "OK Erin, that was the bargain, you're going to make my bed for the next week."

                She thought for a minute.  "Erin, I've been snookered.  We're sleeping with Uncle Jake tonight and we're both leaving tomorrow and we won't be back until next Saturday."

                Erin looked at her and had a grin on her face that looked like a cat that found the whole vat of cream.  "Yep, that's right and I even have the agreement written down like Mom told us to do for special things that might cause arguments."  She pulled out the paper and waved it under Lori's nose.

                I took it from her and read it and started to laugh.  "Lori, you signed this?  Did you read it first?"

                "I glanced at it and I watched Erin write it, why?"

                "Well my young friend, not only do you agree to serve Erin supper tonight in return for making your bed for the dates specified, tomorrow night until next Friday night, but you have agreed to serve her breakfast in bed for a week, dates to be specified, rub her feet for two months in return for her paying you $5."

                "Yeah, I get $5 a night for rubbing her feet, that's 60 nights so that's $300 I get for me.  I think I did pretty good on that.  I don't remember the breakfast in bed but if I agreed to do that, then I will."

                "No Lori, you agreed to rub Erin's feet for two months for $5.  Not $5 per time but $5 for rubbing her feet 60 times."

                "No Uncle Jake, I didn't."

                Georgette took the paper from me and read it and put it on the table as she shook her head.  "Lori, haven't I always told you to read every sentence and look for every 'I' to be dotted?"

                "Yes and I do except when it's someone I trust like my big sister or you or Uncle Jake."

                Georgette shook her head again.  "Lori, always read everything no matter who writes it.  Read what you've agreed to do.  Erin, that was a pretty good contract, but it was as devious a document as I've ever read."

                Lori read through the paper, looked at it and read it again.  "Erin, I thought you loved me, what are you doing to me?  I mean I've teased you and there have been times when I've made your life miserable, but this contract stuck it to me, pushed it up my bottom, twisted it and then broke it off.  I mean, good grief, Sis."

                "Yes I did, didn't I?"  She said with a wicked grin.  "I wondered if you would read it and then sign it.  I even asked you if you agreed with everything and had read all the paragraphs, didn't I?"

                "Yes Erin, but you're my big sister and are supposed to be looking out for me and taking care of me, not trying to do it to me."

                "Says who?  Lori, I love you but business is business."

                "Uncle Jake, will you arbitrate this contract for me?"

                "Did you sign it and were you given the opportunity to read it and as Erin said, asked if you'd read it?"

                "Yes but . . ."

                "Sorry Kid, I think you're stuck."

                "OK, if I am I am.  I'll stick by the terms of the contract but it stinks."

                Lori began to serve our dinner.  For a few minutes she was long faced, then her natural exuberance took over again and by the time we were eating dessert, she was teasing both of us.

                Erin was teasing back and before long they were flipping water at each other and playing.

                "Girls, stop that, you're both being silly."

                We went back to the living room and Erin came over and sat on my knee. When the others finished in the kitchen they came in and we started working on our itinerary.  "Uncle Jake, or maybe I'd better start calling you just Jake since now you look like my slightly older husband.  I'd like to see some of the southern part of the state.  I'd like to go to Carlsbad Caverns, Ruidoso, Cloudcroft, White Sands and Elephant Butte.  Could we do that?"

                "If you want, we can go almost anywhere."

                "Watch yourself Jake, don't give her openings like that or you're liable to end up in New Zealand or Antarctica."  Georgette said as she came up behind Erin and ruffled her hair.

                "Mom, you know I wouldn't do something like that, maybe Alaska or Newfoundland might be nice though."  She said reaching back for her Mother's hand.

                "Hey, how come she gets chances to travel like this and I get to rub feet and wait tables, I think I'm being discriminated against."

                "You are Sis, you're the baby and that's what happens to them.  Big sisters have all the fun, get to go places and little sisters have to wait on the older ones."

                "Uncle Jake, do you want to adopt a kid?  If you do then I get to be the oldest."

                "Yes, but Lori, then you have to wait on me.  See an only child in an one parent household has to wait on her father, hand and foot."

                "Rats, gee whiz, I may go look for worms or something."

                We continued to tease each other until Georgette said.  "It's bedtime and past.  Go get ready while Jake and I talk for a few more minutes.  As soon as he's ready and in bed, you can come down and crawl in with him."

                When they were upstairs, she said.  "Jake, they are imposing on you all over the place.  I mean letting them sleep with you, taking Erin all over the countryside.  I remember you saying something about going up in the mountains and now you're going to be traipsing all over southern New Mexico with a hot pants teen that has made it her mission in life to wear you out, physically and sexually.  We can stop all this right now, Erin can still stay with you but you can take the trip you planned originally and you can keep her in her own bed.  I watched you early this morning and the thought of making love to her bothers you."

                "Georgette, it does bother me but then it's also a great honor to be chosen by her to be her first lover.  My feelings are not Erin's fault, I love her and she is a wonderful young lady whom I feel any man would be honored to have as a partner, my feelings stem from the fact I've allowed her to become so dependent on me, so involved.  I hope she realizes that she is not going to be my wife.  That is also a big part of the concern in that I may be allowing her to become even more dependent on me rather than weaning her away."

                "That is some load.  Jake, if it is any consolation, she loves you, she wants this week with all her heart, but she also knows she's not going to be your life's companion.  That bugs her but she knows it.  She is already planning to make some changes in her lifestyle when she goes to college and do more dating and having more of a social life.  She has grown up in the last six months and is a very mature young lady.  If she was the way she was, even just before Christmas, I'd never agreed to her plans."

                She looked up and when the girls didn't appear, she continued.  "We've never discussed this.  We've allowed the girls to make all the sexual ploys and I'm sure you wondered if I was ever going make a sexual move toward you.  I'm not, not that I don't find you very attractive, I do, but Jake, I loved Tom with all my heart and I still do and I don't find the need, nor the desire for another man in my life except as friend such as yourself."

                "Thank you Georgette, I thought that might be the reason, for I have wondered why I never received any signals from you."

                The girls came down looking very demure with their robes tied and buttoned and pulled me toward the bedroom.  Erin looked at her mother.  "Mom, you can join us if you want."

                "No thanks Honey, Jake's all yours.  Don't talk too long or play too much, we all have a busy day tomorrow.  Jake needs his sleep if he's going to be traveling with you tomorrow, you need some sleep because I know how little sleep you have planned for tomorrow and Lori needs some sleep so she can cart all the bags, wash the plane, sweep the airport and a few other chores."

                "Wait a minute, I know I didn't sign any contract for any of those jobs."

                "Well maybe you didn't, but as a minor, you can't sign contracts anyway but I can sign them for you."      

                "MOM!  Hey, if I can't sign contracts, then Erin's is null and void."

                "Nope, sib contracts are exempted and I approved so it's valid."

                "Rats, another loophole shut off."

                I went into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later dressed for bed and the girls were laying on the bed in shorty gowns and that was all, no underclothing of any kind and the tops came to about an inch below their mons.

                "I believe the bargain was sleep for tonight and no sexy play."

                "We know but there was nothing said about what we were going to wear.  We could have come down in the nude and still meant what we said."  Erin said.

                "Erin, sweetness, have you been reading your mother's law books?"

                "Nope, but I've been listening real close to you and to her.  I'm getting good aren't I?"

                "Yes you are, now get under the covers and let's get some sleep."

                "I agree,"  Georgette said from the door.  "You girls are trying your best to cause Jake fits."  She came over and kissed them, then kissed my forehead too and said.  "Goodnight Jake, good luck, I think you may need it.  We all love you."

                The girls wiggled and squirmed, trying to be innocent and sexy both and really they were innocent, before they went to sleep.

                They woke a couple of times during the night and Erin, checked me out carefully before she went back to sleep.  She never touched any place she shouldn't but she did look and mentally measure.

                Lori whispered in my ear after Erin went back to sleep.  "She is really ready Uncle Jake, she's just a little scared right now and needs some reassurance."

                "I know Lori, thank you for being so concerned about your big sister.  She thinks you're the best thing in the world, but also loves to tease and yank your chain."

                "I know and I return the favor."

                She went back to sleep and we finished the night.

                The next morning, both girl's nighties were up around their chins and covering nothing at all.  Georgette came in after knocking and looked at her daughters.  "I thought the promise was nothing sexy."

                "It was and that's what happened, they slept and I got one of the best night's sleep I've had in a couple of months."

                Georgette woke the girls.  "OK Brats, up and at them, pull your nighties down, Uncle Jake has seen all you have to offer.  Go get dressed and ready for traveling.  Our plane leaves in three hours,  Jake's traveling circus leaves in two.  Scram!"

                They looked at themselves, turned red, pulled their clothes down and ran for the bathrooms.

                Georgette sat on the bed and took my hand.  "Thanks Jake, you are something else.  I appreciated all you've done for this family more than you'll ever know.  I know Erin said she talks to her Daddy and he approves.  Well, I do too and I know he would have thought the world of you and appreciates everything you've done for his girls.  I hope you can come visit often, continue to be our friend, Uncle and whatever else we may call you.  We all love you more than we can say.  Now you'd better get up and ready for breakfast because I know you have one excited graduate on your hands and she won't be happy until you are on the road."

                She leaned over the bed and kissed me then she left and I got up and ready for the day.  If the truth be told, I was looking forward to the trip myself.  Not for the time alone with Erin and her plans but so I could show her some of the places I'd read about and have the opportunity to visit as we traveled.

                She was soon ready and had her suitcases at the door and was 'chomping at the bit'.  Her mother came over to say good bye and as she did, she took a small box from her pocket.  "Erin, I know this is only a pretend honeymoon but until you return home, I'd like you to wear this ring.  It was your grandmother's and she gave it to me to wear.  I did for a couple of years, then your Dad gave me the set I've worn since.  I'd like you to take care of it now and one day you and Lori can decide what to do with the rings."

                Erin, with tears in her eyes opened the box looked at the rings and handed them to me.  "Jake, will you put them on my finger?  It's very symbolic but I think she'd like it and I know I would.  I'll take them off when we return, that's a promise and then Sis and I will make the decisions then about their future, but for this week, they will symbolize the love we feel for each other and I can be Mrs. Jake Simpson, in my mind."

                I nodded and placed them on her finger, picked up her hand and kissed it then we left.

                I carried the suitcases out to the car, helped Erin in and we went to pick up the motor home.  We loaded it, made sure everything was ready for us to leave and drove off.  We stopped at a store and after checking the food, went in and stocked up on things we both liked.

                By noon we were well on the way South.  We hit a windstorm just out of Roswell and I ran into Officer Payne again.

                "Dr. MacDonald, it's been a long time, but we seem to meet when we have a late spring storm."

                "We do indeed."

                He looked at Erin then back at me.  "The young lady with whom you were traveling last time, thank you for writing and telling us about her.  She died?"

                "She passed away that summer.  We were able to enjoy her last months.  She was very brave and a wonderful young lady and I miss her very much and thank the Good Lord I had the opportunity to know her.  How is your family?"

                "All are fine, I have more grandchildren than I know what to do with.  My son-in-law is a minister and my son has followed me into the State Police.  He is stationed in T or C."

                "That's wonderful.  I'm glad for you and for them.  I may get to meet him as we'll be traveling through that part of the State early next week."

                "I see New Mexico plates on this unit, are you living here now?"

                "Yes, in Albuquerque, I have been for about six years now.  You met Penny, several years later I was about to marry a young lady back home.  She died that August, a week before we were to have our wedding and I just couldn't handle the memories any more so I moved out here, changed my name and have tried to make a new life for myself."

                "I'm sorry to hear about that, I guess I would have done the same thing.  I wish you every happiness now and I hope things will continue to go better for you."

                I didn't like not telling him all the truth, but for Erin's sake I couldn't tell him about our week.  Several years later I met him again at Mike's church and told him about her and all that had happened.

                We left Roswell and drove on to Carlsbad, stopped for a light snack and went to the campground near the Caverns.  Erin was beginning to get nervous as I parked and prepared the unit for our first night of camping.  I came in, took her in my arms and kissed her nose.  "Relax Erin, nothing is going to happen until you are ready for it."

                "Oh I'm not worried about making love, well maybe a little, my worry is whether or not I'll make you happy and please you.  I've heard and read that the first time isn't always fun for the male, it's a lot of work and then the girl is hurting and no one enjoys it.  I hope it won't be like that, but if it is, then I promise you tomorrow night will knock your socks off."

                "Again don't worry Erin, you'll do fine, and forget what you've read, it is a wonderful experience for both parties, or it can be and I'm going to make sure you enjoy what we are going to do."

                She grinned at me again and plastered herself against me as she had done graduation night and proceeded to turn me on totally.

                Panting I pushed her away.  "Whew, I don't know about you and your reading, you've got the kissing and hugging down pat.  I need to eat something so I can keep up with you tonight.  Let me fix supper and then we can proceed with what ever you have planned."

                "You'd better know what I have planned for your red bod tonight, because if you don't we're both in trouble."

                We ate and talked and by that time she was ready to proceed with the 'honeymoon'.

                "Uncle Jake, and this will be the last time I call you that this week, I need some advice.  Mom sent a fancy nightgown and robe set for me to wear.  She said something about the symbolism, etc.  What do you think?"

                "Erin, that is up to you.  I don't see the need of the special gown or robe unless you are cold."

                "That about what I thought too.  OK Jake, we'll dispense with all that garbage.  Are you ready to start?  I know I sure am, I have all sorts of funny feelings, places that feel hollow and feel the need to be filled."

                I nodded and put her on the couch, turned the music on low, pulled all the curtains, made sure the door was locked and on the safety chain, and then turned the toe lights on in the front room, hall and bedroom.  I sat beside her and took her into my arms and began to kiss her.  I was going to do my best to make sure the evening was the best possible for her.

                We kissed for a long time, playing tongues and letting each other try to see how far their tongue would go into the other's mouth, counting teeth, tickling their lips and trying to reach the other's tonsils before I proceeded to kiss and lick her ear lobes and softly kiss the hollow of her throat and upper shoulders.  I opened her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders and found the hollows of her shoulders, the tops of her breasts and then her arms.  She was breathing deeply now and I reached behind her to open her bra.

                We slipped that off and then I began to hold her breasts, tongue the tips, kiss the nipples and help them grow against the palm of my hand as I lightly mashed them against her chest wall.  I could feel her heart beating against my hand as I held her.

                She was wearing a skirt that night and I ran my hand up her leg until I was at the juncture of her thighs.  Her panties were already damp and I pushed aside one leg hole to allow my fingers to touch her sex.  She gasped as I touched her then took a deep breath and shuddered as she let it out.

                I picked her up and carried her back to the bed and placed her in the center of it then took off my clothes.  My phallus was standing tall as I reached over her and unbuttoned her skirt and slid it down her legs.  As she panted on the bed, I removed her shoes and socks then slipped her panties down.  I slid my hands behind her knees and opened them, opening her to my gaze.

                I looked at her, as she allowed her legs to fall open then put her hands on my shoulders and urged me to cover her.  She was very ready for us to consummate the union and I moved forward, on my knees, between her legs.

                She held me for an instant then placed me at the opening to her vagina.  I slid the tip of the glans inside then the tightness stopped me.  I looked at her and then slid a little deeper, forcing the opening a little wider.  She looked at me and pleaded, with her eyes, for me to continue.  Pushing a little harder now, I forced myself just a little deeper, stopped, waited a second or two, then continued the pressure.  Suddenly, the veil split, she yelped and the head of my penis was inside her.

                I waited for just an instant to allow her time to get used to having a foreign presence in her then slowly pushed forward, the head spreading the walls as it reached for her depths.  She grasped me like a glove and held me for a minute then I pulled from her just as slowly and began the cycle again.

                As I entered her this time, she raised her hips and met me halfway, then pulled back as I did and we began the age old horizonal dance of love.  We were both so stimulated this time there was no need for technique nor fancy movements, we just moved in and out, forward and back as I slid in, thrusting and she pushed back, accepting and grasping.  Our movements became more frenzied and then I pulled her close to me and tried to insert myself as deeply as possible as I began to jet the sperm into her.  She felt the jets hitting the end of her birth channel and began to orgasm, pulling me to her as tight as she could.

                We rested, me on my elbows, over her and her looking up at me with tears of gratitude in her eyes.  I was still erect and she was still stimulated so we began again.  It took us longer this time but the end result was just as sweet.  This time we broke apart and she curled on my arm.

                "Thank you Jake, that was wonderful.  It felt so good and now I feel so warm and almost as liquid as what I feel oozing from between my legs.  I need to go clean up or we are going to be sleeping in a mess."

                I grinned at her description and picked up the cloth I had on the table and gently rubbed the semen, the small amount of blood, and the excess lubricants from her thighs, her vagina and the crevice between her buttocks.  When I finished with her, I cleaned my penis and testicles, thighs and lower belly and we curled together to sleep.

                Erin slept hard that night and didn't wake me at all.  The next morning, she woke me up but only to talk and cuddle.  We didn't make love again until that evening.

                We ate breakfast, I gave her a good massage and we toured the Caverns and the nature center before we went back to Carlsbad.  It was early evening so we went swimming at their public beach.  It's a riverside park and has a few amusement rides and we rode those before we went back to the motor home, drove back up to Artesia and made the turn toward Cloudcroft.

                We were tired but not sleepy so we stopped outside of town, fixed supper, ate and then drove on until we found a park where we could spend the night.

                That night Erin wanted to explore and learn about male anatomy so she took me to bed, undressed me and watched my penis harden then she stroked me until I reached orgasm and ejaculated.  She thought my penis softening was fascinating as was watching me become erect.

                I began to stimulate her, to play with her breasts, clitoris and other erogenous zones until she was ready to receive me again and I entered her.  The tightness of her vagina was astounding.  It was almost as though we hadn't made love the night before at all.  She had amazing control of her vaginal muscles and was able to clamp down on me to the point it was almost painful.

                That night I brought her to several orgasms before I spent in her.  She curled beside me and again was soon asleep.  This night though, she was more playful and wanted to make love several times during the night.

                We stopped in Cloudcroft, looked around drove over and looked through Ruidoso and then made the choice to go back into the mountains to Sacramento and to the church camp there.  When we got there, no groups were scheduled and all the facilities were closed until the next weekend.  We were able to park and explore the area, making the different walks to the spots where services are held.

                Erin looked at me when we set up the unit and said.  "Jake, let's just stay here for a few days.  I love the area and we can walk and talk, play and enjoy our vacation time.  I still want to see some of the other spots but we don't have to spend a long time at each one."

                I agreed with her and we spent three days there enjoying each other's company in the mountains, then a half day at White Sands, playing in the sand and the night at Elephant Butte.

                Georgette wasn't due back and we weren't due back in Albuquerque for several more days so we talked about doing some more sightseeing, but neither of us was very enthused about that option, so I had a bright idea.  Erin and I would go up to Sioux Falls and meet her mom and sister and drive them home.  We talked about the idea and thought it might be a lot of fun.  I knew Georgette had another week of vacation time she could use if she needed.

                Being sneaky, we checked to see when they were going to be home.  I checked all the variables and figured we would get there the day before they were scheduled to leave.

                We filled all the fuel tanks, water and dumped the waste, stopped at a store for all the snacks we thought we could eat then I pulled out of town and onto the freeway and set the cruise control, the avoidance systems and started cruising just a little above the speed limit.

                I adjusted my chair for the long distance travel and we started to cover miles.  I had slept well the night before and was well rested so we drove most of the night.  We stopped for supper, potty breaks for me and so I could stretch my legs.  Erin fixed snacks, cold drinks and read to me.

                About midnight, we reverted to the counselor-patient roles as we talked about her future.  "Uncle Jake, I've never asked you this, what are my chances of having normal kids?"

                "Define normal and maybe I can tell you.  Seriously, your chances are about like everyone else's.  Your problem doesn't appear to be genetically linked.  Erin, for your health and safety though, I would advise you to wait to get pregnant until you are out of college and maybe grad school.  You aren't the biggest person through the pelvis and that might cause some problems for you."

                "Oh?" She said as she looked at me with the beginning of a frown between her eyes.

                "There's nothing to worry about, you just need to be aware of a potential problem and make sure your obstetrician knows and understands.  He will, I'm sure, tell you about it but just in case you need to know about the problem."

                "OK Uncle Jake, next question, do you think I can get into law school?"

                "If you want, you can.  Now my opinion and it's only an opinion you might consider a field in which you would have more contact with young people.  Off the top of my head, a field in which you might excel could be Special Education."

                "Hmm, I'd thought about that field, but I haven't thought about it very much.  OK Uncle Jake, my next question pertains to my sexuality.  Am I any good in bed?  As good say, as Lori?"

                That tickled me and I was about to laugh then I glanced at Erin and I saw the underlying questions.  Was she, the smaller, in outward secondary sex characteristics, as pretty, as good, as desirable as her younger, pretty, voluptuous sister?  Then there was the handicapping condition to consider.  Now there was a can of worms.

                The younger, prettier, more developed sister compared with the older, more cerebral, thinner, handicapped sister.  I was having a hard time formatting an answer because almost anything I said, any comparison would hurt one of the girls."

                "Erin," I started, "as good yes, better in some ways, not as good in others.  You are uniquely Erin, not Lori, not your mother, although I can see parts of you in each of them.  Just as I am Jake, not your father, not your Uncle Leo, nor am I David, the boy you were mooning over two weeks ago, I am unique.  Maybe I should ask you the same question."

                "I can't answer that, I haven't had anyone but you."

                "Yes, but you know lots of young men and I'm sure you've made comparisons as to physical attractiveness, etc.  There are times when I'm different people, just as you become.  You aren't the same person I started talking with a year and a half ago.  You aren't the same person you were before Christmas or even last week, are you?"

                "No Sir"

                "So, in that vein, how can I compare you with another?  What time period am I supposed to use.  The comparisons are invalid unless we are comparing minute to minute- second by second and even then they become invalid as time passes."

                "OK, but I think you are evading the question."

                "Possibly, but Erin, there is no comparison.  There are physical differences, emotional differences, personality differences and each is a matter of choice of the lovers.  Now to answer your first question, you are good in bed, you bring me a great deal of pleasure and I love making love with you."

                "Now to answer the second question, refer to the explanation above."

                She grinned at me and said.  "Jake my motor is running, can you pull off the road and come back and pound my tail into the basement of this monster vehicle?"

                I nodded, her words had turned me on also.  In ten minutes, there was a roadside park that offered parking for large rigs or motor homes and I pulled in, shut down and went back to the bedroom where she was impatiently waiting.

                She said her motor was running and I guess it was.  Her nipples were standing out, she was panting, her clitoris was out of its sheath and was pulsing with each beat or her heart and her lubricants were glistening on her labial lips.  We made love, hard, quick and physical then moved away to rest.

                Now Erin was good in bed, she had some good moves but she was still basically an inhibited young girl.  Asking me to come back was one of the few times that she initiated the sex act . . . well, not quite true, she started a good many of our times, but she wanted to make love in the classic missionary position and wasn't happy with change.  Lori, on the other hand, in the vernacular of the time, moved like a mink with her tail on fire.  She was good, better than many other girls I've gone to bed with.

                Anyway, going back to the story.  When we were ready to go to sleep, she got on top of me, wiggled and squirmed until I was erect again and she inserted me into her vagina.  She lay her head on my shoulder, smiled sweetly and said.  "Good night or morning, Jake, wake me if you feel the need."

                Then she looked at me again.  "I hope this feels as good for you as it does for me.  I'm full and complete now."

                And it did, not only could I feel the heat and the glove like tightness, you've told me you could feel my heart beating at times like this, well, I could feel hers.

                We were both sleepy, it had been a long day so we went to sleep united.  As I dropped off to sleep, an old joke was running through my mind.  There was an airline, United Airlines, and their advertising campaign told people to fly United, and those who had a mind to do so, conjured up the vision of two people flying united in sexual embrace.

                A couple of hours later I awoke and her eyes popped wide open about the same time and we exploded together in a hard, hard orgasm.  In some ways it was almost as draining as the one we experienced when we mind linked with Jo and Greg.

                Well, going on with the story, there was no use trying to go back to sleep we were so wide awake and we weren't really tired.  We got into the shower together and had a wet-squirmy time getting clean.  That led to a session with her fanny on the counter and her legs on my shoulders.  We finally finished our shower but it was in cold water, ate breakfast and started on our way again.

                We got into Sioux Falls about dark.  I called Georgette to check on their plans for the next day.  We were having fun plotting so we didn't tell them we were in town, we were sneaky and found out what time they were going to breakfast and we decided to surprise them in the coffee shop.

                Erin was almost frenzied that night as she kept trying for more orgasms, different positions and more times.  It was almost as though she wanted to imprint me and my body on hers for the rest of eternity.  I finally had to stop her and talk to her about overdoing and not doing everything at once.

                "But Jake, this is our last night together, forever.  I'm going to be moving and I may never see you again."

                "Silly, I'll come see you and us being in bed is only part of the relationship, isn't it?  If you feel this, sex and bed, is all of our relationship, then all we've done over the past months and years has been for the wrong reasons and the work we've done has been for naught and our past week has been for the wrong reasons."

                "You're right, I know you'll visit us and you love us too.  It's just that I love this too, almost too much and I don't know if it will be as good with someone else or if they'll understand me and . . ., and . . ., I love you so much, I wish we were married and . . .."

                "Erin, it won't be as good and no one will understand you unless you meet them half way and let them learn to know and love you, just as you have allowed me."  I put my finger on her lips to stop her from talking and answering.  Then I put her head on my shoulder.  She cried for a few minutes, then went to sleep.

                There were several other talks that night and several more tears shed and we made love more than a few times during those hours.

                We got there early and were sitting at a table for four drinking orange juice when Lori and Georgette came down for breakfast.  Lori did a couple of classic double takes then ran over and plopped herself in my lap.  Georgette came over and kissed Erin then kissed my cheek.  "OK Stinkers, what's up, what did you do, come to check up on us, right?"

                "Yep" Erin said with a grin.  "We wanted to try to catch you with your boyfriends as you ate breakfast together.  Then, when you got home, I would have lots of blackmail stuff to hold over Lori's head.  Seriously, we saw all we wanted and Uncle Jake and I wanted to check out the area by vehicle and see the house again."

                "Well you showed up at the right time.  There is a trial starting Monday and I want to watch the procedures up here so I was thinking about calling your Uncle Jake and seeing if he wanted two girls for about a week.  Then if he agreed, I was going to ship Lori home by herself.  Jake?"

                "No problem, we can take our time on the way home and I can have two slaves, I mean young ladies for company."

                "That is going to cost you."  Lori said as she wiggled around to kiss me then moved over beside her sister and they started whispering and making plans.

                Erin finally said.  "Mom, Uncle Jake, we have a plan to present to you.  Both of us want to share Uncle Jake's bed, me for the last week of vacation before settling down without him as my mentor and starting college.  Lori, to continue to put old problems to rest and again for the last week before we move.  We would like to take the week, if we get home before you do, we want to continue to share his bed until we are ready to move.  May we have your permission to implement this plan?"

                "You have mine girls." Georgette said.

                "If that's what you want."  I said.

                "How is this going to work?"

                "We don't know that for sure yet, but we are, all three of us, going to share the bed every night.  We have promised each other there will be no jealousies, no fusses and no feelings hurt if one of us is made love to by you more than the other."

                "If that is the agreement, then that is the way it will be.  We'll leave Sunday afternoon after church.  Lori, until that time, we are still on our unofficial honeymoon."

                "No Uncle Jake, Lori can join us tonight too if she wants.  I'm not going to be selfish.  You taught me that if nothing else."

                "Well, I'm going to book a suite for tonight and tomorrow night, I want to go swimming for a couple of hours and bathe in a full size tub and shower in a full size shower and not worry about running out of hot water.  Erin, this will be for us, Lori may join us if she wants."

                Erin grinned and looked down at her plate then looked at me and smiled a Madonna like smile before turning to her sister and the fun and playfulness showed through.

                "Do you want to join us?  We need to take him down a few notches, he thinks just because he's male, he gets to make all the decisions.  I may want to go skiing instead of swimming.  But did he ask me, no, not on your life so he has several bad times coming."

                Lori nodded and grinned, then she said.  "I would love to join you Erin, are you sure you want your kid sister around?  Remember what I said about sun burns, poison ivy and mumps."

                "I remember and promise to give you all three if you are too silly.  No Lori, you are welcome in the suite and in the bed.  We should practice sharing when we have Mom around as a referee then we know we can be good once we get rid of her."

                "Thanks loads, that's what you think of me, a referee, and only around for practice.  Jake, I think I may go find my own worm diet."  Georgette said as she ruffled the girls' hair.

                I left them teasing each other and went to the front desk to rent a suite for Erin and me.

                Lori helped us move our weekend clothes in to the room, then while Erin and I changed to go swimming, she ran to her room to get her suit.  We met at the pool, Georgette following along.  She didn't swim but sat at pool side watching us play and swim.

                I was good and didn't do my normal thing of trying to swim around the world, but played with the girls.  After a little while Erin and I sat on the edge of the pool as Lori kept diving and trying more and different dives.  She was, then, almost as good as John Eric is now.

                Erin, because of her problems didn't dive but she was a fish in the water.  After an hour or so, I got out and sat with Georgette as the girls continued to play.

                "Jake, I hope I'm not imposing on you too much."

                "Nope, not at all, just the right amount.  Georgette, I love them and the silly things they may do. I've told you I enjoy the girl's company."

                "I know and they certainly enjoy yours.  It's such a relief to have someone who loves them and that I can trust to take care of them.  I know they enjoy bed and sex with you and this sounds funny coming from their mother, but I trust you there too.  Both of them are learning/have healthy attitudes about making love and their sensuality.  Thank you Jake, thank you for teaching them the right way."

                "No thanks needed."

                "Jake, I'm embarrassed to ask this, but I'm going to do so anyway.  I know Lori and Erin have moved some of Lori's things in with you, may we move her totally and let her stay with you all weekend?  If we can, I can move to a single room and save some money.  This extra week is going to dip into some of my reserves, but I think I should stay and watch, it'll make things easier in the long run."

                "Of course you can, I think the girls had that planned, they just hadn't implemented everything yet.  Now Georgette, listen carefully, Uncle Jake is going to speak and you can't argue with him.  I'm going to have your hotel bill added to mine.  This hotel chain is owned by one of the parent corporations I own stock in and if you follow the chain far enough, I have quite a bit of stock so I get all sorts of discounts.  Next, I am going to loan you what you need to move.  You will pay interest but it will be at the same rate I pay.  If you need other money, you are to ask me or tell me.  Is that fully understood?"

                "Yes Uncle Jake, I understand.  You are a friend."

                "I try to be.  Now let's tell Lori to finish her move and to put her stuff in with Erin's."

                "What about . . .?  Jake, I forgot, it's still Erin's time with you.  I think they have worked everything out, but . . ."

                "Don't worry about it, they will work everything out with no help from us."

                Lori got the rest of her things after getting out of the pool and moved them in with Erin and me.  We dressed and went to dinner and the show.  We dropped Georgette at her room and then the girls and I went to the suite.

                As I opened the door, something told me to look around and I did, seeing a door closing across the hall and a couple of doors down.  As soon as I got the door shut, the girls wanted to play but I told them to go get ready for bed, to put on pajamas and their robes, that we might have visitors within the next half hour.

                No sooner than they finished getting ready for bed, there was a knock on the door.  I opened it and a 'lady' was standing there with the hotel manager and the house detective.

                The girls peeked around their door as the lady said.  "Arrest the rotten leacher, see how he's got those poor girls too scared to come out of their room.  He's probably been forcing them to do all sorts of perverted things and look, one of them is even handicapped."  She tried to slap me as she finished speaking.

                The Manager grabbed her hand and about that time Erin came storming out of their room followed by Lori.

                "Don't worry Uncle Jake, we know you wouldn't hit a lady but that won't stop us, we'll protect you.  Normally we wouldn't hit ladies either but this creature sure isn't a lady, she's a busy body amongst other things a nice girl wouldn't say.  Handicapped my foot, I'll handicap her."

                "No Erin, let me, she's been hanging around the Coffee Shop all week and making noises at Mom about how some women can't hold their men and maybe I can do better if I learn some manners.  Then she tried to get me to wait on her.  Mom wouldn't let me kick her good but now with both of us, we can teach her some manners."

                "No girls, Lori, go call your mother and ask if she has her new ID yet and if she does, would she please come up here."

                "Young Lady, your mother is our new Federal Public Defender, the Head of the Department?"  The Hotel Manager asked.

                "Yes Sir"

                "I thought so, you had lunch with our senior federal judge yesterday didn't you?"

                "Yes Sir"

                "Do you know this gentleman and girl?"

                "I sure do, the girl is my big sister.  I've known the man for almost two years, he's Erin's counselor and friend, my friend too, he's also our surrogate father.  He was asked to escort Sis at her graduation last week.  By the way our father passed away five years ago and we all miss him very much.  This witch had better watch her big mouth or I'm going to jam her false teeth down her throat."

                "Well, indeed, you see what kind of heathens you're letting into this hotel.  I think you should throw the whole kit and caboodle of them out the back door."

                Erin stepped in while Lori was trying to get loose so she could stomp on the lady.  "I may have CP and use braces and crutches but I'm not nearly as handicapped as this old bag.  Uncle Jake rented a motor home to take me on a trip for part of my graduation.  We came up here to surprise Mom and Lori and now Lori gets to come home with us."

                She was so angry she wanted to cry and there were tears leaking around her eyes as she continued.  "As Lori said, I love my Daddy and still think of him and miss him more than I can say, but if I ever had to choose a substitute father, it would be Uncle Jake.  If I ever have children, he's going to be their Godfather and my will, will make him the guardian of my children if something happens to me."

                I stopped the girls from calling their mother then as things started to calm down.

                The Manager was shaking his head.  "I think we've been suckered Pete."

                He nodded and then I pulled out my identification showing me as a senior vice-president at the corporate headquarters.  "Oh great, Pete, Mr. Simpson is a senior VP of the holding company that owns the chain.  He's our boss."

                I pulled out my phone and called Jeff and he called the chain president and both of them vouched for me.

                Lori was still going to call her mother and I stopped her.  "Lori, I don't think we need to worry her tonight, we'll tell her about the problem in the morning when we can laugh and make jokes about it."

                She nodded then hung up and I turned to the woman.  "Your intentions were good but next time verify the facts first.  Causing troubles for me is not a problem but the thing I can't forgive is calling Erin names and making comments about the girls' mother and father."

                I looked at the Manager.  "Give her the money she's given you for her night's rent.  Send up a bell hop to help her down to the lobby and let her find somewhere else to spend the night."

                "NO!"  She almost screamed.  "I've been here almost six months, I don't want to go, you can't force me."

                "Ma'am, we can refuse services to anyone especially if they cause trouble, and you are two weeks behind in your rent.  We are well within our rights to lock your room and hold your belongings."

                "Do it!"  Erin and Lori said together.  "Maybe next time she'll learn to mind her own business."

                "No girls, remember forgiveness."

                "Phooey, she called me a cripple and said bad things about Daddy and Mommy.

                "She did, didn't she?  OK we'll compromise, she can pack one bag and the rest of her stuff goes into storage until she pays her rent plus the storage fees."

                I looked over at the Manager and he nodded.

                "Well I never, where's my refund for tonight?"  She sputtered.

                Shaking his head he said.  "Ma'am, to get a refund, you have to have paid-you haven't so . . ..   Pete, help her to her room and to get packed."

                She jerked her arm out of his grasp.  "Well, I'll see my friends about this.  The owner is a good friend and he'll hear about this outrage.  I know Mr. MacDonald personally.  Who's this?"

                Very gently the Manager said.  "This is Mr. Simpson, you tried to have him thrown out and put in jail."

                "I wouldn't do that, anyone could see he's a nice young man and his daughters are just as sweet.  Why are we here anyway?  Did he invited us in for tea?"

                The girls were trying to figure out what was going on and I finally said.  "Why don't you let these nice men help you to your room and they'll help you get ready to go out for the evening."

                "Out, oh that sounds like fun."

                Pete took her arm to assist her to her room.  The Manager looked at me for instructions and I said.  "Call an ambulance for her, take her to the hospital so she can be admitted for evaluation.  Call her next of kin so they know what's going on.  Pack her things tomorrow and store them until she is admitted to the Nursing Home then send them to her.  If her kin wants to take care of the items or pick them up that's fine, just make sure they are her kinfolk.  I don't think she'll be returning to us."

                "Nor do I, I'm sorry Mr. Simpson, I didn't realize she was getting so bad.  We've been trying to keep an eye on her."

                "I understand.  Write off the rent she owes and the moving charges, use my name for authorization."

                "Yes Sir"

                He left and the girls were watching me.  "She apparently had a minor stroke and has several other problems associated with old age and loneliness.  I'm sure she'll be admitted to a nursing home or such and they will have the facilities and expertise to take care of her."

                The girls were a little scared and worried for awhile that night and went to their room after we watched TV for an hour or so.

                Later that night, one then the other crept into my bed and snuggled close to me.  By morning, their cautiousness and worries were gone and the two stinkers wanted to play, play sex games that is.  I cooled the play and told them we needed to wait for those types of games until we were completely alone and in the motor home.  I relented slightly though and let them take them take a shower or bath with me and I made love to both girls in the bathroom.

                Saturday I rented a car and we spent looking at the house and the neighborhood, exploring the city and the surrounding area.

                We all visited church Sunday morning, went to dinner and by that time the girls were getting antsy so I let them load the motor home and I checked out.  Georgette hugged the girls, then took me aside.

                "Little Brother . . ."

                "Little Brother?"

                "Yeah, since the girls are your nieces by adoption, then that makes you my little brother by the same way.  Anyway, watch over my girls.  I know you will . . . well . . . it's just this is the first time since Tom died I haven't had one or the other or both around.  I won't know how to act without my keepers."

                "We can stay if you want.  One, both or all of us."

                "No Jake, it will be good for all of us to have some time away from parental-offspring influences.  They are going to be sick of me by the time summer is over and I will probably be feeling the same about them.  One of us is liable to be calling you to come rescue us.  It may be the girls, but it might be me."

                And so, we drove around the area and then back to Albuquerque.  They moved and while we still talk on the phone and I visit, sexual contacts have now ceased since they are happily married and have a couple of children.

                Having said that, I got a call from Erin last night.  She and I talked for almost a half hour before she got to the reason for her call.  "Uncle Jake,  as you well know your god-daughter Marie is going to be ten next month and she wants you to come see us and spend a week, a week mostly spent with her.  Jake, she has started asking lots of questions about boys, girls, growing up and her body.  She and I have talked and she wants you to be her teacher.  So when you come up here, bring a motor home like you did for me, then you talk to her and if she's ready, in your opinion, teach her so she doesn't go through some of the problems Sis went through, OK?"

                She didn't let me say a word, although I'll get more details by email in the next couple of days.  I still want to know why her father won't be her teacher, why she thinks I'm to be the designated teacher.  I'm not going to be a hypocrite, I want to teach Marie, but I also have to live with myself and I sure want to be around when Sue is old enough so I can be in the running for her teacher too.