Chapter 23

"I guess we've settled on Tuesday as our regular meeting day," said John to the group. "Tribune Brian Quincy of the Confederacy Civil Service, I would like you to meet Jim Beatty, the town attorney, and Reverend Andy Evans. I think you already know my wife Debbie, Coach Dave Franklin, Sarah Edwards and Michael Martin?"

"I'm pleased to meet you," said Brian with a smile. "I hope I can be helpful to you."

The group spent some time on updates for the many aspects of the Program. Bob noted small but steady increases in CAP scores in both student and adult participants, but only a couple of breakthrough scores so far. Jean noted the progress in the on-campus activities and Dave waxed eloquent on the three off-campus activities. John and Andy together reported on the slave market and its advances and drawbacks. Andy turned the discussion toward Ellen's idea.

"Ellen briefly explained the issue," said Brian. "Before you get too deeply involved in the problem and possible solutions, I must tell you that your transport ship is now headed in this direction and will arrive in three weeks. The extraction will occur immediately after the transport reaches Earth orbit. I have been instructed to share this information with the people in this room and no others. As you know, ordinary extractions are deadly at worst and mayhem at best. Advance notice made public will result in the extraction being cancelled."

"That certainly puts a different light on our proceedings," allowed Jim.

John said, "I think the three most important things we should discuss tonight are how to go about drilling the population to assemble for the extraction, whether we should allow Program participants to have their bodies reshaped and the problem Ellen has. Which shall we take up first?"

Bob said, "I think we should do them in order of difficulty. Body reshaping should be fairly easy. Ellen's problem can be worked through in light of the now-known time frame. The assembly of the population for extraction will be the most difficult." No one disagreed with Bob's assessment.

"OK then," Bob continued, "some of us have discussed on a number of occasions the possible benefits and drawbacks of body reshaping. Intuitively, a participant ought to do better if he or she feels better about their appearance. The warning by the AI of unintended consequences still concerns me, but I cannot fathom what those unintended consequences might be. It will be impossible for anyone to tell whether body reshaping really had a favorable or adverse affect on the participant's CAP re-scoring. I think we should allow it."

Ellen asked, "Brian, there is only one med tube. How long would it take to perform the body changes we're talking about?"

Brian replied, "I think you're talking about excess weight, facial blemishes, and that sort of thing. Those take only a short while in the med tube -- maybe an hour at the most. The changes continue for days afterward as the nanites do their work."

"So, the changes won't be very noticeable at the beginning?" asked Amy. Brian nodded. "Then how shall we let it be known that it is permitted to have such work done?"

"The students assemble in the bleachers at the beginning of each day," said Jean. "I could make an announcement. I would emphasize that the work would be relatively minor and would take days to finish. Dave, do the adults assemble like that?"

"No," answered Dave. "The adults trickle in on their own schedules. I could inform the proctors and have them disseminate the information."

"My superiors," Brian ruefully added, "have told me that I'm the entire Confederacy contingent until the extraction of Edgar, Washington. I'm not real keen on extending operating hours a whole lot. Ellen is the only doctor in town. She and I are the only ones who can use the med tube."

"Then let's let the adults find the time during the day to have their turn in the med tube," said Ellen.

"Any objections?" asked John. "Anyone have anything else to add?" No one did. "Then let's move on. Ellen?"

"I'll state the problem for those of you not fully up to speed," Ellen began. "Frank Murray told me that he and Andy are being advised that some volunteers are not planning to invite their spouses along for the ride. Frank says that the guys especially are focused on younger girls in their beds. That's fine, but they plainly are planning to spring the news at the time of the extraction. We believe the men have overlooked the fact that they need a motherly concubine.

"We'll discuss next the drills to assemble for the extraction. If everything goes right, it will still be a mess. I think we cannot afford a bunch of unclaimed women and children at the bitter end. It seems to me that the women are going to learn the truth in three weeks anyway. If they learn earlier, they'll have time to make other arrangements.

"So," she sighed, "I propose that we make the family matchups as recorded in our database *binding* on both volunteer and concubine. That will flush out all the insincere volunteers. It will have the further beneficial effect of identifying the unclaimed concubines and the volunteers with unused slots."

"If the man rejects his wife," said Andy, "they probably won't want to live together any longer. It sounds like the man is going to want to move his chickie in as soon as possible. What will become of the jilted wife and her kids?"

"That would be the beauty of guys trading wives," said Jim. "The guys could trade homes and leave the wives and children in place."

"That'd be nice," said Sarah, "but I bet a straight trade between two guys will be rare."

"It would be less rare," said John, "if we remind folks that outward appearance can be modified to suit the volunteer."

"Wait a minute," said Debbie. "There's a bunch of women who know they're going to be extracted and are secretly making arrangements to be in a new extraction family. These women won't be discussing the matter with their husbands. Am I right?" There were nods from around the room. "Well then, why can't the to-be-jilted wives do the same thing, and stay just as quiet about it as the rest?"

"That still leaves those who don't reject their wives until the extraction day," said Michael. "I could watch for that with a database alert for any volunteer who fills all slots but excludes the spouse."

Brian finally weighed in. "Unfortunately, you can't make your matchups binding now. Any sponsor can reject a concubine at any time. Look, you have a hundred volunteers, probably four hundred concubines and four hundred children, all neatly packaged for the Confederacy. You should just plan on taking all of the unclaimed concubines as extras. You can sort it out upstairs."

"That would make it a lot easier," said John. "Andy, maybe you and Frank could pressure the guys to fess up to the wives. Maybe you could specially mark the to-be-jilted wives and tell prospective volunteers they should try to woo her away from her old man?" Everyone chuckled at that.

Jim said, "We have a real problem, Ellen, I admit it. We have a safety valve in Brian's offer to take extras. We don't seem to have a consensus as to any other solutions to the problem. I say we all think about it for a week and take it up again next time."

"OK," said John, "last up is assembling for the extraction. Who wants to take a crack at how to do that?"

Amy asked, "Has the Confederacy seen this before? Do you have any guidance for us?" Brian shook his head and smiled sadly.

"Where will nearly a thousand people fit?" asked Sarah. "Somewhere convenient."

"Right on the football field would work," allowed Dave. "Nobody will ever play football on that field again anyway. It's clearly defined so we don't have to explain what we mean."

"The bleachers represent a hiding place for attackers," noted Brian.

"We can secure them ourselves, or let the Confederacy do so, or we can burn them to the ground," said Dave. "It's not like they'll be of any further use."

"No, they may be of use in the extraction," said Jean. "Doesn't the Confederacy have anything like those little airplanes with cameras on them, like the military uses?"

"Yes, the Confederacy has drones. Several of them can be dispatched to watch the football field well before the extraction occurs."

"That's good," said Michael. "How do we get a thousand people to assemble in less than half a day?"

John said, "The town is excited about the extraction. We need to tell the town that they have to come when they're called. How many effective ways are there to call the whole town?"

"The fire siren," said Amy. "That's used to call the volunteer firemen."

"E-mail won't work," said Michael. "You can't count on people being at their computer."

"There is such a thing as a telephone chain of calls," said Jim. "One person calls three more. Each of those three call three more. Each of those nine call three more. Each of those twenty-seven call three more, and so on. By the eighth round of calls, some three thousand have been contacted. There are protocols for a failed connection so the chain is unbroken."

Brian said, "If you can collect at least one cell phone number for each person, the AI can send a text message to every phone at once, and can report failed connections for follow-up."

"Cool!" Michael blurted out. He blushed at this outburst, but recovered quickly. "Most people have cell phones these days. We can add those phone numbers to the database. For anyone who doesn't have a cell phone, we could browbeat them into getting one, or issue one to them."

"We'll have to do a trial run," Jim pointed out. "We need to be assured that everyone will show up at the evacuation site on time."

"I'm thinking," Jean said rather wistfully, "we should have a giant picnic, celebrating the extraction and honoring those left behind. We wouldn't have to mention that the extraction will be happening at the end of the picnic."

"Or," added John, "we *could* invite the town to the picnic and tell everyone to be sure to come, nod, nod, wink, wink."

"That sounds like a recipe for a massacre," Brian said, shaking his head. "This town is remote, but it wouldn't take more than a few hours for the loonies to descend with guns blazing. How would you secure the area so marines and volunteers aren't murdered?"

"A lot of the men are hunters," said Bob. "They have a variety of weapons. Deer rifles would serve. We could have a picket line along a perimeter. The pickets could be rotated so everyone can enjoy the party."

"Could we keep those guys sober?" asked Jim.

"When we tell them the lives of their loved ones are at stake, they'd stay sober," said Jean.

"The marines aren't going to go along with a bunch of armed men on the perimeter," said Brian. "You know these men, but the marines don't. From the marines' point of view, the gathering could simply become a shooting gallery."

"What if the pickets were armed with shotguns," asked Andy, "and the party was out of range?"

"That wouldn't work," said Jim. "The shotguns would have to be four hundred yards away in every direction.

Brian said, "If you're serious about this, I think I'd better take this up with my superiors. They may have objections that I can't think of, or they may have ideas on how to secure the area."

Amy said, "We already talked about the Confederacy using some of those drone thingys to help watch the perimeter. Wouldn't they alert if an outsider approaches?"

"What about an armed townsman that's about to lose his family?" asked Ellen. "What if he cracks at the last minute?" That thought rattled everyone.

"If we had a picnic," said Sarah, "we wouldn't want the site to be the football field. There isn't enough room to establish a perimeter out of shotgun range."

"Wait a minute," exclaimed John. "We might be going about this backwards. It is more likely than not that any given day three weeks from now will be rainy. Could the Confederacy hold one of those interdiction fields for hours? We could have the picnic inside the interdiction field, and then do the extraction."

Brian brightened at that thought. "I think so," he said. "Guests could be transported into the contained area from a single, small, secured entryway."

Bob added, "We could round up all the laggards and get them into place in plenty of time."

John said, "I think we have some good ideas here, and some major problems that need to be addressed. I suggest we all think about this for a week and we'll take it up again next Tuesday evening."

Mack Miller stood at the door when Kathy answered it. "I want my wife and kids back," he growled. He had obviously had a lot to drink. He swayed as he spoke. He must have known Bob and Ellen were away at their meeting.

"Go away, Mack," scolded Kathy as she began to close the door. Mack's big hand caught the edge of the door and he began to push. "JULIE!" Kathy shouted. "CALL THE SHERIFF!" Mack stepped through the doorway and into the room.

"Where are they?" he roared.

Mickey appeared in the opposite doorway, wearing a shift and with a look of absolute terror. "GO AWAY!" she pleaded loudly.

The twins shot past their mother, one on each side. They too wore shifts, but they had a look of fierce determination and they each held a staff. "Get out, Daddy," Mandy said with preternatural danger in her voice.

Mack took one step forward and the twins pounced. Both their staffs flew, striking blow after blow on the quickly defenseless man. The sound of their staffs striking his head and body was awful. Blood began flying everywhere. Mack crashed to the ground, no longer able to even attempt to fend off their blows. One more blow by each of the twins to the now supine man rendered him unconscious. The twins stepped back, dropped their staffs and ran to embrace their sobbing mother. Kathy, Julie and Sandy closed on them and joined a family hug.

A sheriff's deputy roared up about a minute later, lights flashing and siren howling. The deputy scrambled out of the car and raced to the door. Kathy met him, told him first to call an ambulance, then showed and told him what had happened.

The deputy and the ambulance attendants went about their business. Mack was alive but severely injured. He was trundled out into the ambulance and off to the hospital, many miles away.

Seeing the flashing lights, Ellen and Bob ran the last block to their home. They found their family shaken but in good spirits. The twins, lauded as heroines by the rest of the family, felt pretty good about themselves and their ability to defend their mother. Still, as soon as they could, they maneuvered Bob onto the sofa and snuggled up on either side of him, hiding their faces in his neck. They stayed there until they fell asleep. Julie and Kathy helped Bob extricate himself and then covered the twins with blankets.

"Listen up, citizens," Jean said in a loud voice. "At the other end of the CAP testing center is a machine called a 'med tube'. It is able to do wondrous things to save lives and restore damaged or lost body parts. Ellen Waters is using it as part of her medical practice. The machine takes time to perform its miracles. There is only so much time in the day.

"If you are so distressed with your body that it has a severe adverse impact on your daily life, then you may have access to the med tube to correct the problem. I'm not talking about you needing bigger tits or a bigger dick. I'm not talking about you being too short, or too tall. I'm not talking about you being ten pounds overweight. If you're way too heavy, if you have terrible disfiguring acne, if you have a dysfunctional body part, come see me sometime.

"Meanwhile, we hope all of you will keep working hard. I'll see you this evening. Dismissed."

During the course of the next few days, several hopeful students petitioned Jean for assistance with their body issues. Jean treated every one of them with respect and kindness. Some she turned away, their issues truly minor. Others she referred to Ellen.

For her part, Ellen made sure the students understood that the alterations to their bodies would not be immediate, but would take effect over a number of days or even weeks. If the immediate physical results were unimpressive, the change in attitude was instantaneous and profound. Simply knowing that the student was on a relatively short road to complete relief of painful body issues was enough to improve the student's overall outlook and to supercharge the student's efforts to improve his or her CAP score. The impact had a positive effect on the student's entire team.

Steven called and asked permission to come visit. Kathy reminded him that he belonged there, and didn't need permission to come and go as he pleased. He could spend the night or just stay for a while. He decided to arrive in time for dinner and play it by ear after that.

Steven arrived to find the ten living there all present. He was surprised at the warmth -- the intimacy -- of his greeting. Every one of the women, except the twins, wrapped him in a big hug and kissed him on the mouth. Julie and Mickey were the most adventurous with the kisses. Even Bob wrapped him in a bear hug. They were genuinely glad to see him and he was deeply moved. His own family was not demonstrative at all.

Mickey had now joined Julie and Sandy being completely undressed. Kathy and Ellen wore shifts and were barefoot. The twins' shifts had been altered and the neck openings were much enlarged. One shoulder or the other was usually exposed. After making an appearance to greet Steven, the twins resumed their positions under Bob's arms.

Steven felt completely at home with his new family. He shucked his clothing and stacked it neatly near the door. He immediately volunteered to help with dinner preparations. Kathy happily set him to work on the green beans.

They all sat down and dinner was served. Homemade bread or rolls were becoming standard fare, there being so many available hands during the day. Elaborate desserts were also becoming customary, once the women figured out that weight watching was past.

During dinner, Steven was updated on his three new sisters. A brief description of each did not include any mention of past trauma. Nicole and Tiffany had visited earlier in the day. Once Julie and Mickey got past the tough facade, they found the women had promise as sisters, friends and lovers.

Of course, Julie had to brag about the twins demolishing their father. The twins blushed through the entire episode but their pride was evident.

The twins and Sandy volunteered to clear the table and clean the kitchen. The rest moved into the living room. Soon the kitchen was clean and the family was together again.

"I missed out on a blowjob lesson the last time Steven was here," complained Sandy. "Mickey, how about it now?"

"Sure thing, Honey," cackled Mickey. "Get yourself between Steven's knees." Sandy moved into position and Mickey moved right beside her.

"I don't get a vote here?" Steven chuckled.

"As if you'd turn down a blowjob," laughed Julie, "even by a rank amateur!"

Mickey proceeded to guide Sandy through the performance of her first blowjob. Sandy did a creditable job. Steven erupted in her mouth and she was able to capture almost all of it, the rest running down her jaw and onto her breasts. "Snowball, snowball," chanted Julie. Sandy proceeded to share her treasure with Mickey, Julie, Kathy and even a blushing Ellen. Sandy let Steven clean his own spend from her breasts.

After more visiting, Steven decided to go home. He dressed and Bob and Ellen saw him to the door. When they got back to the living room, the twins had removed their shifts and sat naked, awaiting Bob's return. He resumed his seat between the twins and they again snuggled under his arms.

"We're not ready yet," Mandy said softly.

"But will you let us sleep with you tonight?" asked Mindy. The five other women smiled and nodded approval.

"Sure," whispered Bob, "I'd like that a lot."

When it was time for bed, the nude twins climbed in and turned to watch Bob. "Do you want me to wear boxers?" The twins shook their heads. Bob let his boxers fall to the floor, revealing his half-erect cock. He climbed in between them and they got themselves arranged.

Bob somehow knew not to touch the girls unless they invited him. They each threw a leg over his and pressed their wet pussies into his thigh. They began by stroking his face and neck. As time passed, their strokes went further afield. As one, and with no signal that Bob could see, the girls simultaneously moved one of his hands onto a bare breast and pressed down.

They resumed their caresses on his chest and abdomen, their hands moving ever southward. Their fingers made it into his pubic hair. Finally, as one, they wrapped their small hands around his cock.

"Thank you for all you've done for us and for Mom," whispered Mandy. "We're still scared but we trust you not to hurt us."

"Take all the time you need," Bob softly replied. "You are treasures, and I wouldn't see you hurt for the world." The twins looked up at him and smiled.

"We'd better get him some relief," giggled Mindy. They shared the task of stroking his cock, slowly and gently, then fast and firm, and back again. Finally he came, the jets of his spend blocked by their hands. Each twin brought her hand to her face, smelled his spend, then popped their fingers into their mouths with big smiles.

Their hands returned and they collected more of his spend. This time they rubbed it into their pussies. They continued rubbing their pussies until they orgasmed, amazingly exactly at the same moment. After they recovered, they gently kissed Bob good night and fell asleep.

When Bob awoke in the morning, he found the twins between his legs, sharing licks on his rigid cock like a lollipop. He reached down and caressed their heads and shoulders. When they knew he was awake, they traded off taking his cock as deeply into their mouths as they could. It was Mindy who had him in her mouth when he exploded, groaning his pleasure. Mindy's mouth was suddenly full so she let Mandy suck the last of his juices from his cock. The twins shared a deep, loving kiss and Bob could tell that his sperm was being traded back and forth in their mouths. Finally they broke the kiss and made a show of swallowing. They looked up at Bob, grinning like two Cheshire Cats.

"Alexis and Kayla are both coming for dinner," Stacy announced.

"Are they the ones you want for our family?" asked Michael.

"Yes," replied Stacy decisively, "if they pass whatever tests you put to them. You know Kayla very well. She's excited and has no reservations about being in our family. I talked to several of my other friends. Alexis was the most receptive. She's leery of this slavery bit, but Kayla and I told her you were cool. I can talk Rachel into it if you want her instead."

Michael smiled. "I told you that the choice was yours to make. Alexis will be fine, I'm sure. Are they staying for good, or for the weekend, or for just tonight?"

"I don't know. Kayla for sure wants to spend a lot more time over here, now that she's family. She also feels she needs to spend time with her mom and dad. Her dad isn't a volunteer. Her mom doesn't know what will happen to her.

"Alexis needs to make a commitment to our family. I don't know what's gonna happen tonight with her. Let's see what happens."

"Jenny, Dawn," Michael said, "I think we need to help Alexis decide whether she's in or out. Maybe I should have sex with Kayla, right in the living room, while you fool around with each other. Stacy can get cozy with Alexis. After I do Kayla, I'll see if Alexis is ready. We'll either scare her off or she'll decide she's with us one hundred percent."

"Michael," Jenny replied, "Alexis needs to know what it will be like living with us. I think you ought to act normally. You turn one of us over the arm of the sofa once in a while. You could do that if you wanted. Kayla is all but married in her head. She's going to want to have a lot of sex with you this weekend -- kind of a honeymoon. She's probably going to want to explore sex with us girls too, not that she's never done that before.

"I urge you to give Alexis a few days to make up her mind. You are a wonderful lover. She should see that. She should experience that for herself. Are you OK with that?" Michael nodded.

"Alexis should also see how we girls get along with each other," added Dawn. "She might be afraid Jenny and I are going to be the moms and that she would never get to be a full fledged member of the family. That isn't true, and it's important that Alexis see that."

They worked on dinner preparations. Kayla and Alexis arrived together. Stacy met them at the door and escorted them into the kitchen. "Hi!" said Kayla in a loud voice. She stepped into Michael's open arms and kissed him deeply. Michael ran his hands up and down her back several times, ending with his hands full of Kayla's ass cheeks.

Michael broke the kiss and looked into Kayla's eyes. "Do you want to be my concubine, Kayla?" he asked. She nodded vigorously. "Do you understand what that means?" Kayla was so overjoyed, it was hard for Michael to keep her in his grasp. "It means you belong to me. It means you'll have my babies. It means you practice making babies with me any time I want. Do you understand?" She was squealing, laughing, bouncing and shaking her head furiously. "Say 'yes' Kayla, and you are my concubine."

'YES! YES! YES!" she screamed at the top of her lungs and nearly climbed right up Michael's body. "Michael, I want your cock in me, right now, right here." She managed to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing that she was wearing no panties. She tore at Michael's belt and zipper, frantically trying to free his cock. When it sprang free, she immediately sucked it deep in her mouth. She bobbed on it until she was satisfied that he was hard.

She stood, turned, flopped her upper body on the kitchen table, spread her legs, and yelled, "Put it in me, Michael! Fuck me now!" Michael looked around at each of his spectators, shrugged and waddled up between her open thighs. Kayla was so wet that Michael sank to the root on his first thrust. He grabbed her hips and began thrusting with a rapid, powerful rhythm.

As he stroked, he turned his attention to Alexis. "This isn't the way Kayla normally greets me," he chuckled. "I guess a girl doesn't get married every day."

Dawn approached Kayla and gave her a soulful kiss. When that ended, Dawn helped Kayla out of her tank top and began caressing Kayla's breasts -- as best she could, since she had to lean over the table edge to reach Kayla. Soon Dawn had a mouthful of Kayla's tit in her mouth. Stacy followed suit with the other tit.

Kayla's lust skyrocketed. Soon she was huffing and puffing, reaching for the powerful orgasm that rapidly approached. When it hit, Kayla screamed and thrashed about so much that Michael had to work hard to keep his dick planted inside her. He released his jets and Kayla was off again. Michael slowed and then stopped his thrusting. He smiled at Kayla. "Welcome home, my love," he said. His words made Kayla shudder again. She was radiant.

Michael stepped away from Kayla. Dawn immediately took his place so she could lap up every bit of their combined juices. Stacy latched onto Michael's cock and cleaned it up. When Kayla began to climb off the table, he said, "Kayla, I don't want you to hide your beauty. Stay naked. I want to be able to help myself again." Kayla shuddered but smiled brightly.

Michael fixed his pants and turned to Alexis. "If I hug you in greeting, do you promise not to do that to me?" he chuckled as he tilted his head at Kayla. Alexis smiled shyly and nodded. He walked up to her with his arms open, but he stopped short, waiting for her to step into the hug. She hesitated, then embraced him. "It is for me to honor your dignity, your person. It's up to you if you want to leave your dignity at the door sometimes, like Kayla did. I will always give you the respect you deserve." He felt her melt in his arms as he said that.

"Michael, I want to belong to a loving family, but I'm afraid," she whispered.

"Then you should take the time to decide for yourself if we are the loving family you deserve. We have a lot of fun in our family. We have a lot of sex in our family. But always, there is respect."

Michael broke the hug and surveyed the room. "You," he said to Stacy, "will stay dressed as long as Alexis is dressed. One or the other of you," and he spoke to Dawn and Jenny, "should undress like your sister. You decide which one. Or both of you can."

A smiling Jenny moved to stand before Kayla. "My sister, eh? I like that. Will you undress me, my sister?" Kayla first wrapped Jenny in a bear hug, then began to undress her. Kayla collected Jenny's clothing and her own and carried them out of the kitchen. Jenny went back to her cooking.

"Let's set the table," Stacy said to Alexis. "But first, we should serve wine to everyone. This is Kayla's night to remember. Maybe it'll be Alexis' night to remember, too. Or not. We'll see." Stacy aimed Alexis at the wineglasses and fetched a bottle of wine from the refrigerator. Together, they served wine all around.

Jenny made a show of spilling wine on her breast. "Oh, my! I don't feel very respectable with wine on my tit. Michael, could you help me?" Michael set his own wineglass down, approached Jenny and with exaggerated motions lapped her breast clean, paying special attention to her nipple. Everyone laughed.

The table was set and dinner was served. Kayla was euphoric about being part of the family. Kayla paid special attention to Abby and Noah. Her nudity didn't seem to bother them at all. Kayla discovered that they were accustomed to the displays of affection -- and more -- around the house. Abby let it be known that she was very interested in learning more, and firsthand at that. Jenny and Dawn tamped that down.

Alexis was more reserved but, as the dinner progressed and her second glass of wine had its effect, she began to carry her own in the conversation. The topic came around to babies. Kayla and Stacy were anxious to have their first baby. Dawn and Jenny were obviously interested, but willing to follow Michael's wishes. Abby pointed out that she would be an adult in less than a year. She wanted to start making babies as soon as she could.

Jenny pointed out that being pregnant was a bigger deal than her young sisters wanted to acknowledge. She talked about the discomfort, the mood swings and more. She thought that more than two in the same stage of pregnancy would be a bad idea.

Dawn said she thought that every baby ought to be special, ought to be the center of attention at least for a time. Michael was quite agreeable to a rotation. They worked out the arithmetic of gestation and recovery and, as a group, decided that a pregnancy commenced every month would be the best plan. Abby could get pregnant two months after the first baby was born and the schedule would still work. They thought that at least three months between delivery and the next conception was a good idea.

All this talk about making babies had raised the temperature in the room. Noah finished his dinner and made his escape. Abby hung on every word. Of course, the next topic was who fit where in the rotation.

Michael, sitting on Alexis' left, had been quite attentive to her during the meal. She appreciated that a lot, and his stock was rising in her book. Stacy, sitting on Alexis' right, wanted Alexis to be part of the family group and had worked hard to keep Alexis engaged in the conversation. Alexis realized that Stacy had put her hand on Alexis' thigh. Alexis thought that felt pretty good, so she did the same to Michael's thigh. Michael smiled at her and winked before turning his attention back to the discussion.

Alexis and Stacy had already been lovers. Alexis didn't think much about Stacy's hand beginning to slide up under the hem of her skirt, except that it felt good. The animated discussion about babies was already having an effect on her arousal. Alexis began to do to Michael as Stacy did to her, except that Michael didn't have a skirt hem. Her hand did begin to travel toward his crotch.

When Stacy's hand reached the top and she discovered that Alexis wasn't wearing panties, both girls shuddered with arousal. Alexis reached the top of Michael's leg and she soon discovered his rigid cock. She let her fingers explore his length and girth. Stacy's explorations up and down Alexis' slit had started her lubrication to flow.

Stacy turned and approached Alexis for a kiss. Alexis met her half way and each used a free hand to pull the other's face closer. The kiss immediately became deep and passionate. When they broke the kiss, Stacy looked Alexis in the eyes and softly said, "I want to lick your pussy." Stacy immediately knelt under the table between Alexis' knees. She pushed Alexis' chair away from the table to make more room.

Alexis looked around the table and found every single person smiling and nodding encouragement. She let Stacy pull her hips away from the back of the chair. She felt Stacy's tongue worm its way up her thighs and into her burning snatch. She shuddered and moaned in pleasure. She turned and pulled Michael to her and began kissing him passionately. Soon her hand returned to feel his hard cock through his pants. She brought his hand to her breast, then began to open his belt and fly. Michael helped her and soon his cock was free and she had it in her hand.

Stacy was doing wonderful things to her burning pussy. She felt her orgasm coming just before it flooded over her. She quivered and shook in pleasure. While she was paralyzed by her orgasm, Stacy rose and moved Michael's pants all the way down. She had him sit. She urged Alexis to stand and guided her to straddle Michael's legs. She was more than ready for the next act. She guided Michael's cock to her entrance and sat down on his legs, driving him all the way into her.

She and Michael locked eyes. She worked her top over her head and placed both of Michael's hands on her tits. She moved her own hands onto Michael's shoulders and began to piston on his cock. She had never fucked this way. She had never been so intensely focused upon her lover's face and eyes.

Stacy caressed her back from her shoulders as far down as she could reach. While Alexis pumped Michael's cock in and out of her as fast as possible, Stacy collected moisture and brought it upward and over Alexis' sphincter over and over again. Just as Alexis reached her peak, Stacy stabbed her finger deep inside Alexis' ass. The added stimulation set Alexis off like a roman candle.

When Alexis regained her senses, she found Stacy, Kayla, Jenny and Dawn surrounding her, caressing her. "Will you join our family now?" asked Michael. A chorus of 'yes' and 'please' came from all around her. She looked into Michael's loving gaze and smiled.

"Yes, Michael," she whispered, "I want to be in your family." Alexis had never been hugged by five people at once before. She felt like she belonged here inside this hug.

Kayla and Alexis spent the night in Michael's bed. They made love to each other, all three of them, for most of the night.