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Thanks to my proof readers, Varod and Chuck who make
it look like I actually have mastered English. Any
mistakes which remain are strictly my own stubborn
fault.

All characters are fictional. Any resemblance between
living persons or real situations and the story are
strictly coincidence.

WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual
activity between men and women, or women and women. If
you are too young to read about sex please do not read
this.




The Temptations of Babylon 6 (MF con) {Anoninsac}


Part V


The next morning I lay in bed for some time,
reflecting on my world as it was. My mind was trying
to reconcile what I had been reading and what I had
been experiencing with what I thought I already knew.
There was definitely a  disconnect between the two
worlds.

When I gave up and headed to the kitchen, I saw a
different woman standing by the stove. "Hi," I said.

She turned, smiled and said, "I'm Holly." 

She was dressed, too bad, a tall, lithe, redhead and
very pretty. "I'm Mike."

"I know that. Do you want breakfast?" she asked.

"Starving," I told her.

She clicked on the coffee machine as she said, "Tara
must have worn you out." I could feel the blush when
she said that. She looked but didn't comment. "Go sit
down and I'll bring it in."

I went in and sat at the table. In a minute Holly
brought in two plates with eggs, roasted potatoes and
bacon with toast and coffee - a real hearty man
breakfast.

I dug in and then told her, "This is good."

She smiled and then said, "I have a confession.
Saeyong actually made most of this. You see, I'm just
learning and I didn't want to scare you away the first
day with my cooking."

"Believe me, you'd have trouble scaring me away. After
my cooking I can eat anything," I told her.

 During breakfast I kept looking at Holly. She was so
beautiful I couldn't keep certain thoughts out of my
mind. Does any man ever see a really beautiful young
woman and not think about sex? I found myself getting
hard. I was wearing an old set of shorts and soon the
tent was obvious. Holly leaned over once to pass me
something and she looked down.

She smiled, "I bet that's because you like breakfast.
I didn't know bacon and eggs could do that."

"You know it's not breakfast. You are the most
beautiful woman..." I said.

She lowered her eyes, "Thank you." Then she looked up
at me, "Would you like to go into the bedroom?"

I nodded, "Yes."

She grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom. I
went into the bath to brush my teeth. When I came out
she was undressing. Oh Lord, but she was beautiful.
She turned and looked at me and then smiled. 

I quickly skinned out of my shorts and shirt as she
pushed off her panties. I held out my hand and moved
on to the bed. She joined me on the bed. As we lay
side by side, we kissed. But there was something else
between us. I pulled back from the kiss and looked in
her eyes. She looked uncomfortable. "What is it?"

She shook her head, "Nothing."

I kissed her again but there was no passion.
"Nothing?"

Again, she shook her head.

"Is it because I'm forcing you?" I asked.

"Oh no. You're not forcing me. It's not like that." I
waited. "It's just different."

"Different?" I asked. "Different than what?"

"Well, I've only really been with Jack," she said.

Confused I said, "But I thought all of girls had been...
well, you know."

"Hookers?"

"Yeah," I responded.

She laughed. "We were but I wasn't much of a hooker. I
mean sex worker." I'm sure I looked confused. "I
better explain. I ran away from home when I was
seventeen and came to San Francisco. I was going to
get a job and crash with a bunch of girls and get a
boyfriend and all that. That's when I found out that
there aren't jobs for seventeen-year-old drop outs. I
ran out of money and was really desperate. I stopped
into a thrift shop and bought these ugly high heel
boots and a short mini and went out on the street. I
was scared to death but I needed the money. I was
trying to walk in those boots when Jack came by. He
turned and gave me two looks and said come with me. I
didn't know if I was being picked up, arrested, or
kidnapped. He took me to Denny's and bought us both
dinner. He asked, `What the hell are you doing?' I
tried giving him an attitude but he just laughed. I
started crying. He said, `Just tell me the truth.' I
did and he brought me home with him. The girls were so
nice. I was here a week and kind of picked up the set
up. So after a week, I guess everyone was sizing me
up, Jack sat me down and explained the set up and
asked if I wanted to become girl number four. The last
girl left a couple months earlier which is why he was
out strolling. It took me another week to decide but I
said yes. I guess I'm the only hooker who never turned
a trick."

"Jesus, that's some story," I said. 

"Oh yeah. That second week, Tara seduced me. She's bi
you know." I shook my head. Holly nodded and
continued, "I'm not bi but it was nice. It's different
with a woman. Anyway, Christine and Saeyong both came
to bed with me in that week and so I was feeling like
part of the family by then. So I accepted."

"You've made love to all three girls but you're not
bi?" I asked.

She paused, looking like she was having a thought that
had never occurred to her before, "I don't think so.
It's different with them." 

"But that doesn't explain why you are nervous," I told
her.

"Jack was the first guy I made love with. Not sex. I
had sex with a couple jerks in high school but Jack
was the first guy to make love to me. So, really
you're like my second guy," Holly explained.

"Oh," I said. "Does that mean you don't want to?"

"No," she said almost panicked. "I do. You're cute and
Jack was kind of old. I liked him a lot but he was
old."

I smiled, "You don't need to apologize. I think he
knew he was old."

"So did you like Tara?" she asked.

"Yeah. Why?" 

"Did you, like, do it behind?"

"Yes," I said.

"Did you like it?" she asked me.

"Yes, as a change of pace," I told her.

"Tara showed me how. Do you want to?" she asked.

"Maybe, but not today," I said. Holly looked relieved.
There was something still not right and I didn't know
what. "Why did you offer? I can tell it worried you."

"I don't want to get kicked out, so I want to make
sure you're having a good time," she said.

"I can't kick you out," I told her. 

"Jack always said we weren't tied down. We could leave
anytime and he could ask us to leave anytime. We had a
contract but it was... I forget the legalese, but
either of us could break it anytime. I mean, Jack was
always good about it. He said he'd never throw us out
unless we stole from him or lied to him."

I got out of bed, "C'mon, let's call the girls." She
looked worried. "No, nothing like that. I have to tell
all of you some good news." Holly looked puzzled but
came with me.

"Show me how to call the girls." Holly flipped a
couple switches. "Calling all girls. Calling all
girls. I need three lovely ladies in the bedroom
immediately." I flipped off the switches. Holly was
laughing.

In less than a minute all three were in the bedroom.
Holly and I were sitting on the bed naked when they
showed up. All of them were dressed. None of the girls
seemed to notice we were naked. I hadn't thought about
getting dressed. I realized that this was like the
`nest' in _Stranger._ You dressed or not dressed as
the occasion warranted.

Christine asked, "Oh Lord and Master, we obey. So
what's the deal?"

"What kind of contracts do you have?"

The three of them exchanged glances; I would have
guessed worried glances. This was obviously a topic
the four of them had talked over.

"Our contracts expired with Jack's passing. Ms. Sharp
told us that Jack had not left us anything in his
will," Christine told me, a hint of worry in her
voice.

"Well, Ms. Sharp is a lawyer. She did leave out
something." 

All four faces became very intent. Christine asked me,
"What was that?"

"Jack left you something in the will. Not money
directly. You all have guaranteed three year contracts
just like the contracts you had with him, except they
are with me I guess."

There was a moment of silence as it sunk in. Then the
worry vanished, the girls looked at each other and
they were screaming and jumping in each other's arms.
I smiled as they hugged each other burbling about the
family staying together. They turned to me and all
four pounced on me giving me the same treatment. It's
not such a bad thing to have four beautiful women
throw themselves on you. By now they were crying and
laughing and kissing and crying some more.

As it quieted a little, I said, "I'm sorry. I didn't
know you guys were worried or I would have told you
sooner. I figured you knew."

Christine wiped her eyes, "Jack was right about you.
You didn't have to tell us and we would never have
known." Then to all she said, "Let's celebrate. We'll
have a champagne lunch."

Tara and Saeyong bounced out of bed and headed for the
kitchen. Holly looked crestfallen. "But Christine we
didn't have a chance to..."

The three girls looked at me and I started to blush.
Christine turned toward the door. "Ah young love.
Well, do hurry." The three girls were giggling as they
headed out the door.

"You still nervous?" I asked.

"No. I'm really happy, and horny."

Well hell, I thought. Here I am naked as a jaybird and
there she is in the same condition. I rolled toward
her and pulled her down into a kiss. This time she
didn't hesitate. She was into it just as much as I.
Our tongues dueled for a while and I was feeling the
heat. My cock was pushing against her belly while she
ground her hips back. She crawled over me, lifted my
cock and rubbed it around her pussy. She was wet and
my cock was soon coated with her juices. She centered
my shaft and slowly slid down it. It was exquisite
torture not moving as she slowly slid down the shaft.
She bottomed out and leaned forward to kiss me. Her
hips were rubbing her clitoris against my pubis as we
kissed. Then she started slowly fucking herself on my
cock. Her motions picked up speed until she broke the
kiss and straightened up. Her hands on my chest, she
was driving her pussy hard onto my cock. My hands
fondled her tits and teased her hard nipples. She
groaned as I rubbed across her distended buds. Her
head rolled back and a strangled groan erupted as her
whole body tensed. Several quivers started in her
loins and traveled up her body as she gave a small
moaning scream. Then she collapsed onto me.

Damn, I thought. That was something. But my cock was
feeling an urgent need as well. I rolled her to the
side and rolled over on top of her, my cock still in
her pussy. Holly groaned but wrapped her legs around
my ass, pulling my cock deeply into her pussy. I
pulled back and started slamming into her. It didn't
take long as I felt my own climax build, crest then
explode. I filled her with my cum as she moaned below
me.

I fell to the side pulling her with me. When we
recovered, we went into the bath and washed up
quickly, giggling like teenagers and wondering if the
others had heard us.

We dressed and joined the girls for lunch. Christine
pulled Holly over and had her start fixing lunch with
Saeyong's help. Tara had produced a bottle of
champagne and Saeyong was setting out glasses. We all
jumped from the loud pop and the cork ricocheting off
the ceiling. Tara was giggling as she poured the
champagne. "To three more years."

We all clinked our glasses. "Prosit." And sipped the
champagne. There were lots of smiles.

"Wench," Christine said to Holly. "Back to work and
fix us some lunch."

"Yes, Missy Christine," Holly said in a contrite
voice. "I'll shuffle over and fix you all some lunch."
Holly went back to fixing lunch under Saeyong's
guidance.

"You know Christine," I said. "Since we have all of
the girls here for once, we don't need to go back to
the one girl at a time."

She smiled and said, "Whatever are you talking about?"
She winked at Tara who laughed and brought me a refill
of champagne.

By the time lunch was on the table, the champagne was
flowing freely. Christine looked around and said,
"Maybe we need to go a little easy on the bubbly." The
girls all looked serious for a moment and nodded. I
wondered, something's up? I also noticed that my
consumption was suddenly curtailed by the girls. The
automatic refilling glass was suddenly empty. I guess
they wanted me sober.

My comment about the girls did seem to pay a dividend.
It was nominally Holly's day but the rest of the
girl's did hang around. We sat in the living room
talking. I did more listening and they did more
talking. They were excited about the contracts and
about staying together. I gathered from the chatter
that not only was I paying for room and board by
giving them free apartments but that they also
received a pretty substantial `salary.' Holly was
excited and asking how long she'd need to `work' in
order to open her own business. Christine was talking
about proper capitalization, equity, pro formas and
venture capital. She knew a heck of a lot more about
this stuff than I did. It was obvious from the
conversation that Jack and Christine were the
`parents' in this menagerie and they had helped
several of the former girls set up businesses when
they left.

The sun was slanting in the windows when Christine
suggested an early dinner. She and Saeyong whipped up
a dandy pork loin. Again, the wine stopped after one
glass. 

After the girls headed down to their places, I
wandered into the bedroom. Sure enough, there was
another book. This one was _Time Enough for Love_ by
Heinlein. I opened it and found Jack's note in the
front. He had marked several passages for me to read.
I considered starting from the beginning and reading
but this was a substantial book. It wasn't one night's
reading. But I did read a lot more than just the
marked passages so I could follow what was happening
in the story. I could almost tell which parts Jack was
going to mention since they were telling the same
story as I was going through. I nearly bust a gut
laughing several times from the epigrams of _Lazarus
Long._ They sounded exactly like Uncle Jack. I flipped
to the back and found Jack's end note. 

"Families come in all forms. The family on Tertius is
just as much a family as the classic 50's sitcom
family. It is love, responsibility and commitment that
make a family, not one man, one woman and two point
five kids. And consider Tamara Sperling, the
courtesan. She was very highly respected and paid.
Wouldn't it be appropriate if all the women who bring
men so much pleasure were lauded and rewarded for what
they do instead of being called whores?"

I was stricken since that word was the one that had
been ringing in my mind for the last few days. I felt
ashamed that I had been so disrespectful to these
women who were giving me so much even though it was
only in my mind. It came back to me. _Without the
religion, things make sense._ Not God, God is immanent
in creation itself, but religion. Organized religions
have co-opted God to justify their control. But their
rules are the rules which facilitate their control
rather than the rules of God to bring happiness. 





		
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