"Why haven't you two introduced me to her before now," Jake asked curiously as they headed inside.

"Her mom is like really conservative. She's even worse than Mom and Dad. I doubt she would fit in with us very well, although she is pretty and smart. I like her; I just don't think it would work out too well." Bonnie shrugged. "If you want me to, I'll see if I can set you up a date."

"He's only interested because she talked about his car," Della said, sticking her tongue out at Jake.

They entered the house to find their parents sitting at the breakfast bar.

"Kids, put your books and stuff in your rooms and come back down here, we need to talk." Mark had on his serious face and the siblings chatted about what their parents wanted as they dropped off their bags. They gathered downstairs, Jake passing out drinks, diet soda for the girls and a beer for himself and his dad. His dad had relaxed the rules about drinking in the house, figuring if Jake was old enough to fight the Sa'arm, he was old enough to drink, in moderation at least.

"Kids, your mother and I have made positive contact with the Confederacy. A Colonel James came into my office today and had a chat with me. The long and short of it is if we can get together enough sponsors and their concubines they will take us as a pre-pack. He gave me a number to call when we are ready, and they will schedule a pickup. So we need to get real serious about finding some more sponsors and filling our available slots."

The next hour was spent in discussing different prospects. Jake had spent time with a large number of girls over the summer, and had decided on two of them for sure. One his sisters were aware was on his short list, the other he had tentatively placed there without consulting them. He hadn't actually had sex with the girl yet, but was impressed with her personality.

Bonnie told his parents about the encounter with Kimmy in the hall, earning Jake a high five from his Dad, and admonishments to be more careful from his mother. Jake headed upstairs to finish his homework, wanting to get some time in the pool before summer ended. Finishing before his sisters he changed and headed to the pool, swimming laps for a half hour before climbing out to lie in the afternoon sun.

He had almost dozed off when a shadow fell across his face. He looked up to see a woman he didn't recognize looking down at him. She appeared to be in her early forties and wore hospital type scrubs. A stethoscope hung around her neck and she wore a name tag that said "N. Grant- RPN". Jake sat up as she stepped back, looking down at him.

"You must be Jake, I'm sorry I haven't been over before to meet you and your family, but Jasmine said you gave her a ride home and I wanted to thank you." She offered her hand and Jake clasped it gently while looking her over. She was nearly six foot tall, with a full figure. While she carried some extra weight, she did it well.

"No problem Mrs. Grant," Jake said, standing to his feet. "Would you like to meet my parents while you're here?"

"Well, I guess I could, I need to get home and fix supper. I would imagine Jasmine is starved." She followed Jake to the patio door, where he called out to his parents while inviting her in. Mark and Judy came into the living room and were introduced to their neighbor.

Jake found out the N. stood for Nancy and she worked at the local hospital in the maternity ward. She mentioned needing to return home to fix Jasmine supper and Judy insisted she and her daughter join them.

"Mark's putting burgers on the grill, and there will be plenty. That way you won't have to cook, I know you must be tired after a long day." Nancy demurred at first, but Judy was used to getting her way.

"Ok," Nancy finally conceded. "I'll go freshen up and let Jasmine know what our dinner plans are. Can she come over while we are waiting for the food to get done? She doesn't get to interact with others much, and has only a few friends in the area. She does like your daughters and it would get her out of my hair while I change."

Assuring her it was fine; Mark escorted her out while instructing Jake to start the grill. Jake soon had a large pile of charcoal blazing away; Mark refused to cook over gas except as a last resort. While waiting for the charcoal to ash over, Jake went upstairs to rinse the chlorine out of his hair.

Jake felt the rush of cold air when someone opened the shower door, but couldn't see who it was due to the shampoo he was rinsing out of his hair. He finished and wiped his eyes, seeing a smiling Della on her knees, reaching for his cock. She began stroking him; bring him to full mast in a few seconds. She didn't say a word, simply wrapped her lips around him and began bobbing her head.

Both of his sisters had worked diligently at deep throating him, but only Bonnie had even come close to succeeding. Della worked him over good with her mouth for a few minutes before standing up. Turning her back to him she spread her feet against the side of the tub, leaning forward and bracing her hands against the end wall.

"Fuck me Jake," she said. "Slam that thing in me hard and fast." Jake stepped forward, cock in hand. He was surprised to learn, once they became sexual active, that demure shy Della was the one of his sisters who preferred her sex rough. He swiped his turgid head along her lips, mixing her saliva and cunt juices. She was already wet, practically dripping, and he slid in an inch before pausing.

"You ready?" he asked. Della nodded and he grabbed her above the hips, slamming all eight inches in at once. She grunted as he bottomed out, bouncing off her cervix. He pulled back, slamming forward again, his swinging balls slapping into her sparsely haired mound. He set a steady pace, not relenting on power or speed, driving them both toward the inevitable conclusion.

Five minutes later he grunted, buried to the balls in Della's oozing cunt as he unloaded his first load of the day. He felt her twitching muscles as she wailed out her own climax, her leg muscles dancing with the strain. He pulled her upright as his spent cock slipped from her, their combined fluids dripping onto the tub floor.

Turning her into the spray he helped her wash, his fingers bringing her to a second, smaller orgasm as he cleaned their combined fluids from her.

"So when are you going to fuck my ass," Della asked as they stood together, enjoying the spray of hot water on their skin.

"I'm ready anytime," Jake said softly. "I just don't want to hurt you." Bonnie had bled a little after insisting Jake fuck her ass, and although he hadn't done so since, she kept asking him for a repeat performance. Della had also expressed an interest in trying, but Jake was afraid he would hurt her.

"I don't mind if it hurts a little," Della said, her head against Jake's chest. "Actually I'm kind of hoping it does."

Jake shut the water off and helped his sister out and into a towel. They took turns drying each other off, Jake grunting as Della leaned down and gave his cock a quick suck.

"You better quit or I'll have to go to dinner with a hardon." Della laughed at him, wrapping a towel around herself. She headed to her room to dress while Jake did the same.

The meal was a simple, yet delicious, affair, cheeseburgers with all the fixings and Judy's famous homemade potato salad. Nancy had opened a couple of cans of baked beans, and had put them in the Whitman's oven upon returning. She had showered, her hair was still damp, and donned a pair of jeans and a stylish blouse. Jake realized her scrubs had hid a feature he had missed before, a huge set of tits.

Once the meal was complete, Bonnie asked if it was alright for Jasmine to join them in the pool. Getting her mother's ok she ran next door to change; not having a pool at her house she was eager to enjoy the Whitman's when the opportunity arose.

Soon the four teenagers were splashing in the pool while Mark looked on, nursing a beer. Judy had begun cleaning up, a task that Nancy helped with despite Judy's protest. While in the kitchen putting the leftovers away Judy noticed Nancy seemed preoccupied, glancing out the window at the pool often. She seemed worried about the kids in the pool and Judy sought to reassure her.

"Mark will keep an eye on them, besides, Jake's a certified life guard and fills in part time at the public pool during summer." Nancy nodded, half listening. She took a large gulp of her wine and turned to the other woman.

"Judy, I know we just met, but something is bothering me and I'd like to get it off my chest."

Pulling up a chair, Judy sat, motioning the other mother to the adjacent one. Nancy shook her head, pacing a little.

"I'd rather stand if that's alright. I'm not sure how to say this. I work swing shift, thirty days on nights and thirty on days. When I'm working nights I cant' sleep on my nights off. I was awake several weeks ago, looking out the window and saw your children swimming. It was about midnight, and the house was dark." She paused, taking another drink of wine, looking out the window at the pool.

"I was kind of surprised when they all came out, I mean, it was pretty late. Then they all dropped their robes and I saw they were nude, all three of them." Nancy glanced at Judy, trying to judge her reaction. When Judy said nothing, silently waiting, Nancy went on. "Well, they swam for a bit and I got up to get a drink. My chair sits by the patio door, and I was watching TV. I sat back down and when I looked out, well, God I don't know how to say this." She looked at Judy, eyes pleading. "I don't want you to think I'm making this up, but your daughter Della was performing oral sex on her brother."

Nancy met Judy's eyes, afraid the other woman would not believe her, or would blow up at her. The reaction she got was surprising, to say the least.

"Nancy, I don't want you to think ill of our family, but Mark and I are aware of the relationship between the children. I can't say anymore without discussing it with him first, but I can say it is with our knowledge and blessing."

Judy looked shocked, her eyes going wide.

"How could you condone your children committing incest? And Della is what, 14 or 15. Jacob's got to be at least seventeen. Isn't that statutory rape?" Nancy's voice was raising and she did not hear Mark step into the kitchen behind her. Judy had caught his attention through the closed patio door and motioned him inside. He had entered in time to catch the last of what Nancy said, and quickly deduced that she had somehow became aware of their children's relationship.

"Nancy, before you get the wrong impression, or actually the right one but without the benefit of knowing some extenuating circumstances, please calm down and let us explain." He waited until she nodded, her eyes jumping between the two of them.

"You are aware, I assume, of the threatened Sa'arm invasion, and the measures taken by the Confederacy to evacuate as many humans as possible?" At Nancy's nod he continued. "What I am about to say I will ask you to keep confidential, something you must be able to do for the safety of us and our children." Receiving another nod he continued.

"One of our three children has a score great enough for them to volunteer, earning them the right to take concubines with them. It was discussed among the family and this person decided they would like to make sure their siblings also escaped the coming invasion. They agreed to take the other two as concubines, once they were all assured that genetics would not be a problem for future children due to the Darjee medical abilities. OK, I know my English is all screwed up in that statement, but do you understand what I'm saying without using names?"

Nancy nodded; she had seen first hand what the Darjee could do. New machines were appearing from time to time in the hospitals that were amazing in what they could do. The hospitals did not have access to the full medical pod treatments that the Marines used for modifications and enhancements, but there was little doubt that the Darjee were much more advanced in that field than humans.

"We, that is, their mother and I, had a long talk with all three, advising them that doing so would mean having sex together. They said they were ok with it, if it would save their siblings from becoming Sa'arm food, but we wanted to make sure they understood what it meant. We allowed, actually, I should say encouraged, them to become sexually active with each other now. If they weren't able to do it now, they wouldn't be able to when the time came. Once they had crossed that line, there was no going back, something we were aware of at the time."

"We like you and your daughter and hope this doesn't make you think less of us, but if it will save our children, all of them, we are going to encourage it," Judy spoke up.

Nancy was silent for a few minutes, staring out the window at the playing teens.

"So you think this thing is for real, that it's not some trick of the Devil like the late night preachers say?" she asked softly.

"Nancy, as police chief I have access to information that the public does not. Believe me, this is as real as it gets." Mark paused, looking thoughtful. "Have you and Jasmine gotten your CAP cards yet?" Nancy shook her head, a tear appearing in her eye.

"When Ted, my husband died three years ago, I just kind of pulled back from other people," she said. "I've seen the news, and the changes in society, but I've been running on auto pilot for so long, I don't know what else to do."

Judy came around the table, hugging the other woman as the kids came in dripping water on the floor. She sent Mark to get towels while the kids waited on the patio. The sun had gone down and the air was getting chilly. Jake noticed Jasmine's suit, while being a conservative one piece, did nothing to hide her nipples when they hardened. They had to be as large as a half dollar, and the whole thing, areola and all, was tightening up, forming a small cone at the tip of her full breast.

Jake couldn't tear his eyes away, even when Jasmine caught him looking. "Hey, it's cold out here," she said, not appearing embarrassed at all. "What do you think is going on in there?" she asked, nodding toward where Judy and Nancy stood together, Nancy's face still streaked with tears.

"I don't know, but your mom seems upset," Bonnie replied, worried about what was going on in the kitchen.

"Since Dad died she cries a lot," Jasmine said her voice sad. "I wish I knew what to say or do, I miss him too but it seems to be eating her up."

"Well, Mom's probably the smartest person we know, if anyone can help her, I sure she can." Della smiled at Jasmine encouragingly. Mark returned with the towels, not saying anything about the three sets of hard nipples poking small tents in the bathing suits. The teenagers dried off and hurried inside. Nancy nodded when Jasmine asked if it was ok to use Bonnie and Della's shower to get the chlorine out of her hair.

As the teens headed upstairs, Mark pulled Jake aside and filled him in quietly on the adult's conversation. "I think she's going to be ok with it, but you might watch putting on any more late night shows for a while."

"Like I could, as cold as it is out there," Jake said grinning. "Shrinkage and all that, you know."

"Go up and shower, use our room, I don't know if Jasmine could handle you taking a shower with your sisters," he said, slapping Jake on the back.

After cleaning off the chlorine the teens returned downstairs, joining the adults who had moved to the den. Nancy was on her fourth glass of wine, and she was feeling a little tipsy. She had come to accept the reason for the display she had witnessed earlier, and her slightly befuddled brain tried to figure out which of the siblings was the qualifying one.

She stared at each for a few minutes, as if trying to discern their CAP scores by studying them. Jake sat on the couch, oblivious to her looks. He was still picturing the mounds in Jasmine's top, wishing he could see her breasts unencumbered. He did not realize he was giving the women in the room a show, his baggy shorts gaping open at the leg, allowing anyone in the right position to see up the leg.

Two people were in the right position, Judy and Nancy. Judy noticed Nancy's stare and ignored it. She had seen the object of that stare when Jake first sat down and thought of telling her son to fix his shorts to avoid embarrassment. She refrained however, when she saw Nancy's interest.

She could tell the wine had relaxed the other woman, and saw little signs that indicated she might be getting horny. Remembering her earlier conversation, and the recently garnered fact that the woman hadn't had a man in her life in three years, she kept her mouth shut.

After a while Nancy said she and Jasmine needed to get home, she had to work and the teens had school. Jasmine was offered a ride by Jake, who drove daily. Nancy started to object, but it would keep Jasmine from having to walk, something she was not looking forward to. They only had one car, and Nancy left early to begin her twelve hour day.

After the two had left Della nearly exploded. "Jeez, did you see the way she was checking out your cock Jake?" Judy nodded while the others all looked puzzled. Della hopped up and plopped down in the chair Nancy had previously occupied. "Oh shit, she could see it all, good, too!"

"I thought so," Judy laughed. "She kept looking over there and her nipples were getting hard. I wonder where she finds a bra that can restrain those things, and you men don't act dumb, we saw you checking them out." Jake blushed while Mark laughed.

"Anyway, she was getting a good show," Della laughed.

"Come on slave," Jake said, standing up. "It's time for bed." He headed for the bedroom, stopping when his dad called out.

"That reminds me of something the Colonel said today. Something we all need to be aware of. He said that we need to reinforce to each prospective concubine that they are essentially slaves, property. He said it is a good idea to begin treating them that way now, as it makes the adjustment easier for them after the pickup. Concubines have been executed for objecting to their treatment, and if they become used to it now, it makes the chances of that a lot less likely." Mark waited a moment for his words to sink in.

"Jake, you need to treat your concubines, including your sisters, with a little more authority. I know you love your sisters, and would never do anything to hurt them. But I would hate to see something happen to one of them because they disobeyed some simple rule. Colonel James said they had to recycle a concubine on their last pre-pack because she refused to disrobe. Making the concubines, male and female, go nude at first is a way of enforcing their position on them. When she refused, her sponsor asked the Marines to disrobe her. She attacked one of them, earning an automatic death sentence."

Mark looked around at the shocked faces. "So in the future, be a little more firm with them. It might help if you think of them as slaves instead of concubines or lovers."

Jake nodded, looking toward where Bonnie and Della stood. He thought of what his father had said and a wicked grin came across his face.

"So you're saying we need to treat them like they will be treated on the ship?" he asked his father. Getting a nod he turned to the two girls.

"Slaves, strip." He saw their startled expressions and went on with a grin. "We'll treat the house just like it was a ship; from now on you're not allowed clothing unless we have company. Any girls that we add will follow the same rules while they are here." He paused, watching as the girls looked at their parents, whose faces remained impassive.

"What are you waiting for, get naked, now!" He made his voice harsh, raising it a little. Both girls jumped and then slowly began stripping. "Oh get on with it. You've gone skinny dipping in the pool with Mom and Dad this summer, so they aren't going to see anything new."

This brought a chuckle from Judy, who stood, slinking sexily to where Mark stood. "So are you going to make your slave strip?" she asked seductively.

"You've got a higher score than me, honey. How does that make you my slave?" he asked, before kissing her soundly.

"Baby, I will always be your love slave," Judy said, stepping back and arching her brow, waiting. Mark shook his head and then nodded. Judy reached behind her, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall. She undid the buttons on her blouse, shrugging it off her shoulders. She stood, her back to Jake, wearing nothing but a smile and her high heels.

Jake tried not to look, but he had to admit, his Mom had a nice ass. While smaller than Bonnie's, it was a little fuller than Della's. Judy turned to face the girls, who had paused half-naked to watch their mother. Her breasts were the smallest of all three, a large B at the most, yet they looked good on her slim frame. Jake noticed she was completely shaved, something he liked.

"Well," Judy said looking at Mark, "it's you guys' turn now." At Mark's puzzled look she went on. "I think it would be best for all of us if we got over our hang-ups with nudity. There's going to be a lot of it in this house while we select our concubines. The sooner we get comfortable with it, the sooner others we invite in will. I think we should all go nude, except when company is over."

Mark nodded thoughtfully, and then began undressing. He looked a Jake, indicating he should do the same. As Jake was only wearing a pair of loose cotton shorts he was soon nude, blushing as his mother looked him over. He's a little bigger around than his father, she thought, but about the same length. She made no attempt to hide where her eyes were looking, studying him carefully.

Judy looked up to see Jake blushing, smiling at him gently. She could tell he was fighting the swelling taking place below his waist and just winked. Turning to Mark she grabbed his already fully engorged shaft and tugged him toward their bedroom.

"Come on Master," she said, "your slave needs some loving."

"Yes slave," Mark said as he closed the door.

The three siblings looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

"Oh my God, what just happened?" Della said, her tits bouncing enticingly. Jake shook his head, ushering the two girls ahead of him.

"Oh shit, when Kimmy finds out about this she'll want to spend all of her time here," Bonnie said. "She's got a bit of an exhibitionist streak in her," she explained when Della asked. "I've seen her flash her tits at passing cars, and she'll brush her hair while nude in front of her window when the neighbors are outside." Jake smiled, hearing this gave him more ammunition to make sure Kimmy enjoyed their time together.

The three headed for Jake's room, they had found they could all fit into his new king size bed with ease. An hour later, two satisfied girls dozed off, one with a belly full of Jake's baby makers, the other with her and Jake's combined juices leaking out of her satisfied pussy, leaving a large wet stain on the sheets.

The rest of the week passed without major incident, although Jake finalized plans for his dates with Kimmy and Lana. He had taken Kathy, the cheerleader he had made a date with earlier in the week, out for a quick bite to eat and a stop at a used book store. His family thought they were heading off for some privacy and a quick screw, and Jake did hope his surprise might lead to Kathy showing a little gratitude.

Jake had found that he and Kathy had more in common than just being compatible in bed. They liked the same authors, and Jake had found one of their favorite author's more obscure works at the used book store. He took her there, surprising her when he pulled the book off the shelf, handing it to her. Seeing it was a title that she had been trying to find for years and which was no longer in print, she squealed.

Jake figured Kathy would want to get home and begin reading the book. He was right. She did show her gratitude however, giving him a long slow blowjob on the way home. She didn't even try to hide what she was doing when he stopped at a red light, the young couple in the truck beside them pointing as her head bobbed up and down in his lap.

She had just finished licking him clean and was tucking his softening cock back in his pants when he pulled into her drive. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, elicited a promise for a good rousing fuck later in the week and jumped out, heading inside.